Mediumship and Beyond

I first became aware of my own interest in the psychic and spiritual subject, after my beloved maternal Grandmother passed over to the higher side of life. I missed her so much and simply could not believe I would never see her again. I was distraught for a long time and still miss her today.

Most of my childhood I spent as much time as possible with my Gram, and we shared the same interests such as knitting and sewing, but also we both enjoyed walking through the cemetery on a sunny Sunday afternoon. My Gram would talk to me of life and death and the afterlife, although I was unsure at the time exactly where her beliefs sprang from. I am still not sure, even today.

With my interest already kindled, I decided to ask around for advice on where to do my spiritual searching and questioning. This was long after my grandmother had passed over.

I had no spiritual or psychic knowledge to speak of. One day my mother told me there was a Psychic Research Centre in the city centre. She thought I might get my answers there. So, armed with a bag of sweets and a couple of friends, along I went.

I soon became a regular at that centre and I took the whole subject much more seriously than any of my friends did. They saw it as entertainment whereas I saw it as a way of life.

One day, a well known Sheffield medium was on the platform at the psychic centre, and she talked about the fact that all of us have the gift of being psychic. She said it was up to us if we chose to develop it. She told us that we were all psychic and we could quite easily get help to develop our gifts.

When the service was over I approached the medium, Pat, and asked her where I could get “some of this development”. Pat laughed, but after a nice and informative chat, she very kindly directed me to our local Spiritualist church, where she said there was a regular development group.

There at the spiritualist church, every week, a popular medium of good reputation ran an ‘Awareness and Development’ class, at which I soon became both a regular and a very enthusiastic member.

At the development class I learned a lot about Spiritualism, as well as awareness of spirit and about how mediums communicate with spirit. I just could not get enough of it and I started to attend the other nights events at the church, when different types of services were held. It felt like I was home.

I soon developed enough to start working in the open circles and gradually moved on from there. That first day at the psychic centre was over 26 years ago. I have never looked back and I have made wonderful friends and met lots of really excellent mediums.

There are lots of churches and psychic centres for you to attend if that is where you feel you belong. Try looking at the church directory by using the link I posted recently. Maybe you will find your very own home!

I find there is often  an element of surprise when I give a private reading.  This is especially so when someone is grieving and really needs some proof that their loved one is watching over them.

Whilst all private readings I give remain confidential, I am sometimes given permission to relate a small portion of the content, to demonstrate the sort of thing a sitter should be looking for as evidence of survival.

One such sitting was coming to a close, and I make it a rule never to ask questions of my sitter, except to ask if they understand what I am telling them.  On this particular occasion I found myself asking the lady if she wanted to ask me a question before I closed.

She said she just wanted to know if her Dad, who had proved himself during the reading, was happy with her recent actions.  Immediately, I saw an urn with ashes in and I told her what I could see.  I saw him nodding his head to agree with what she had done, but I felt this was not enough, so I asked him to prove it to her.

He then showed me the image of his daughter pouring his ashes into the sea and as I related this to her she began to cry. He was not finished though. He said to tell her he watched as she followed this by throwing some blue flowers into the water.

This was more than enough to prove to her that he was around her, watching over her and was happy with her actions.  She believes now.

I have felt my Grandmother close to me for most of my life since she passed over. I feel that she has guided me and inspired me in my daily life, and, most certainly, during my time of developing my gifts.

I used to go to Spiritualist churches all over the country, with the knowledge that no one knew me and therefore, whatever I was told in messages, they could not possibly have known about before. I witnessed some wonderful psychic phenomena over the years and saw some really awe inspiring mediums at work.

My interest and intrigue finally got the better of me and I decided to join a development class. From then onwards, there was no stopping me, because however busy I was, or however difficult things were, I pursued my vocation with all my heart and soul.

The truth really is out there!

Although my maternal Grandmother was the person who originally got me interested in all things paranormal, or other worldly, it was only after her untimely death that I really began my search.

I was 21, married, and very busy with two beautiful babies to bring up, when she suddenly died after a bout of flu.  I was devastated. We had been so close and now she was gone. Thus I began my search to prove to myself that she was still around.

She always believed in a life eternal, and I never questioned her belief.  When she was gone, I had to find out for myself. It took a long time and a lot of searching to find my answers. Starting to develop my own sixth sense was a natural progression of my personal life, and I was determined to find a link with my Grandmother.