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Somewhere In Essex
Sometimes being an occultist brings you into some very odd situations indeed, and none odder than being asked by two doctors of medicine to investigate what they felt was a curse that had been placed upon them.
These are Iranian people and he was a professor, and also in charge of a large government department back in Iran, but he came here for health reasons.
Call me old fashioned but they didn't seem to be the ideal candidates to believe in such things, but sitting around their living room table with them both, and their young daughter I soon learned that they were totally convinced that they were indeed cursed. Anne whom I always work with was chatting, and finding out a bit of back ground but I also new that she was studying their auras, and looking around them for any signs of spirit either naughty or nice.
I always like to involve those who ask for our help, and teach them how to control their perceived problems, and I made it clear to these good folks that we would help, but they needed to do some work, and we would begin that work immediately after I had finished my coffee, and Anne and finished all of the pastries that they had furnished us with.
These were highly educated, and intelligent people, and they grasped the idea straight away, and the lady of the house went unbidden to fetch some candles, and adjust the lighting.
Anne was working with them by now and had picked up on a small spirit boy in the room, and also a lady who may have been a Romany gypsy.
I began to feel that old familiar flow of energy building up and flowing through me like a river, and I was beginning to link in and change my conscious state.
I began the very simple meditation, and started with the usual pinpoint of light, and then expanding it to fill the whole house. This does two things, it gets the family working, and it increases the energy flowing through me in order that I can work.
Suddenly in the centre of the ball of light I was aware that one of the sitters was seeing a human figure, but I was unsure if it was the husband or wife.
I talked them back to the room, and the wife immediately became excited. " you will never believe," she began. I stopped her and said that before she said anything I would tell her that she had seen a figure within the ball of light. "Yes" she said, "it was absolutely amazing". "I saw my daughters baby boy". "But your daughter is only 12 years old I explained "
"Yes, yes" she kept saying but I just know that this will happen in the future, and this was my grandchild that I was seeing into the future.
She was obviously very emotional at this stage but then Anne and I are used to high emotion as we have been on many many cases before.
Having said that this case was about to get even odder.
I did a little ceremony to separate these good people from the person whom the believed had cursed them, and I was becoming aware that Anne was itching to go and investigate the upstairs of the house. We don't need words to communicate when we work we often have a kind of knowing what the other is needing to do next.
We asked the family, and they agreed that we take a look upstairs.
Anne immediatley picked up on the same little boy she had seen earlier downstairs, and she asked if he were lost. It seemed that he was so she led him into the next room while I began to run through the nessacery change in consciousness to help him over.
Suddenly he was gone, but too my amazement he disappeared through what I can only describe as a representation of the female vagina. I have never seen this happen before, and I knew that it was strange when Anne asked "what the hell was that"
At times like this I am in a none thinking state, and I said that this child had crossed, and been returned to the earth plane immediately I don't know why I said that as I am not even a believer in reincarnation, Hey Ho. Anne had seen what she described as sperm swimming toward a light, and that was why she asked "what the hell was that"
All in all an abbreviated version of the evening, and I hope enough for you to get a flavour of the work that we both love doing.
Sitting here writing this report up I do ask myself if I am sane, but when working the universe bends, and I bend with it to take any shape necessary to perform the task in hand I know nothing and I figure that the universe doesn't make mistakes.
David
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