Another strange (and moving)
tale that arrived by e-mail. I have altered or disguised the names of
those involved for obvious reasons...
In our bedroom is an old
armchair used exclusively by our dog, Lucky. Unusually, he refused to
sleep in his chair: indeed, he refused to sleep in the room. M*****et,
who was not feeling tired, just lay in bed. Suddenly she felt a presence:
looking round she was amazed to see my children, one sitting on the edge
of the bed the other on the arm of the chair. P*** spoke to her saying:
Judith's Spirit Guide...
|I have had several
paranormal happenings, including a 'guide' or 'helper' who was about four
foot tall, and dressed from head to toe in black. I first 'saw' him when
I was falling asleep; suddenly I found myself in the bathroom and the shower
curtain was whipped aside and there he was, complete with hat, having a
very solemn shower. The second time I was in a family's home giving the
children their piano lessons. This time I was wide awake but suddenly felt
the urge to look behind me from where I was at the piano. And there he was,
stopped at the foot of the steps leading to their basement. He halted for
a few moments until he was sure I had seen him, then with no expression
on his face he walked down the steps. The third time I had gone to sleep
without turning off the bedside light. I awoke feeling a little disturbed,
and there he was again, this time with his hand outstretched, about to turn
the light off for me! I managed to tell him 'if you are a good helper please
stay, but if you are here to do me mischief please go'. The upshot of this
I think was when my mother, who lives in England, (I live in Canada - 5
hours behind) phoned to let me know my brother was dying. He and I had not
enjoyed a good relationship, fault on both sides, but for me it was painful
to know about his illness.
One night shortly thereafter, about 11 p.m. I was in bed, specs on and reading, when a golden ball appeared on the wall opposite me, and shimmered to get my attention. The moment I saw it I began to feel very sleepy, and tried to take off my glasses, put my book down and turn off the light all in one go. The next I knew it was six in the morning, and, my glasses had been folded and put away, my book closed, and the bedside light turned off! I woke up feeling utterly euphoric, light, almost weightless, with bliss running around inside me. It was wonderous, and lasted for about two hours. Shortly after that mum phoned to tell me that my brother had died about four that morning, exactly the same time (my end) the ball of light had come to me. I had obviously been taken the otherside to welcome my brother. About 10 days after that as I was conducting a 'psychic' session with someone he came through, but pushing his black lab into me first, then blinding me with brilliant white and gold light straight into my heart. It lasted about 20 minutes and I could hardly breathe - I didn't want to in case I blew it away! It was the most loving sensation I have experienced from any human being, departed or living. I am sure, though, that my little chap did the necessary for me that night, and cleared up after me!