About 12 miles from here. The people living in the housewere most disturbed by the presence of a man in the house. The ground floor was clear, then I went upstairs, the disturbance was coming from the main bedroom (one of three bedrooms) I was aware of a very sad lonely individual in his mid thirties, tall with dark hair. I just wanted to cry for him. He was the previous owner of the property, his wife had left him and he was so distraught the poor guy hung himself in that room. He didn't know how to pass over, so I told him to go to the light, just turn and see the beautiful light, and walk into it where his loved ones were waiting to help him over. I also use sound (Tibetan chimes and white sage to help clear the bad vibes.) Isent him on his way with love, watched him walk away from me to the light. I then cleared the house with sage and prayers.

Another rescue I did for a lady who had called the parish priest in who had made the situation worse. That is the trouble with these churchmen, they don't send the poor suffering soul on with love or understanding. Of course these souls do not know where they should be. The house was clear after I left.

Another was at a large georgian mansion where I got a gardening job some years ago. There was a servant girl in one of the attic rooms who had died of typhus, she was not causing the problem in the house. The problem of opening door in one particular room was caused by a gentleman who did not know he had passed and did not like anyone going into HIS room. No-one would go in the room let alone sleep there, so I had a quiet word with him and sent him on his way with love as usual. The house owners had no further problems and the ladies brother then took that room as his own. I have a patient who had two demons attatched to her front and back. She had been used by a so called healer and medium as strength back up and my patient had not been taught how to protect herself, so ended up with these little imps. She was within a few days of going into a mental home because
of this, so again I sent them on their way back to whence they came with love. She was then clear but unfortunately as she was so open, the chakras etc she became allergic to all sorts of things, i.e. electricity and foodstuffs. She had and still has healing from me and is gradually getting better but it has been a long haul for both of us. Another experience I had was when I ent to France in 1997, this was on a field trip to visit cathedrals in the Rheims area. I had not been to France before but knew everywhere we visited, even telling my friend what was down one particular street before we walked there. Anyway we were going to a son illumiere in the basilica in Rheims late one evening, by late afternoon I had a feeling something was wrong, I phoned my husband to check that everything was o.k. at home, which it was. Gradually as the evening wore on I felf sicker and sicker. When we got to the basilica about 10.30 I thought I was going to collapse I felt so ill. We left the basilica about 12.00
midnight and I started to feel a little better. The next day we were on a trip to Laon (where I knew the town) it was very hot so having had enough walking my friend and I made our way back to the coach. We were greeted by the driver who asked had we heard the news, we asked what news, then he told us that Princess Diana had been killed the night before. Weird or what?
And how did I know that part of France? I was a Knights Templar there dying in 1314. But what is even odder I visited central France last year with a friend who bought a house there. We stayed at this house, but when we got there the owner Jean-Marc came out to greet us and I knew him, he looked at me and he knew me too. He was my friend and we were knights together in Laon in 1296, his name was Geoffrey de Brissart. I have never felt so close to anyone like this as to what ostensibly was a stranger who I had only just met. Last of all, for I think this mail is long enough, was seeing my mother who passed to spirit 32 years ago on the bus coming back from Aberdare the last week of October. She told me that my best friend who I felt was my sister having known her 50 years was going to die and she would be the one to help her over to the other side of life. My dear Hilary passed the following week from cancer. Her partner, standing outside before Hilarys' memorial took place watched a line of birds fly towards him, when they got level they changed into a shape of a recurved bow with string. He had asked for a sign from Hilary to let him know she was alright. Hilary had been champion archer of Canada some years before.

Avril