My Life As a Medium

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only a small cog in a gigantic wheel. But it is an important cog because the dimensions are indivisible, and negative influences have a devastating effect on the whole. Remember, the visible is only a minute part of the invisible.
    Even though you may not be aware of the reason for our visits, not one single word or one particle of energy is ever wasted. It has all been measured.
    Mind-blowing words indeed. I have never forgotten them.

CHAPTER FOUR
    I was healing a young boy one day, when a spirit communicator indicated that he wanted to work through me. No name was given, but the power of his personality engulfed me, and I felt as though I was in a dreamlike state, as if I was floating. He then told me to repeat what he said, and although I did not actually hear him speaking again, the words that came from my mouth were certainly not mine.
    ‘I want you to close your eyes and listen to my voice,’ I told the boy. ‘You will feel your body becoming heavier and heavier, and as it does so your problem will disappear. You will feel happy and peaceful. Relax.
    ‘You are now in a complete state of relaxation. Your body will feel light and you will be relieved of the pressure this affliction has caused. Remember, you have no problems.
    ‘You are getting lighter and lighter, lighter and lighter. You may now open your eyes.’
    When the child opened his eyes I was amazed at the difference in him. His eyes were actually sparkling, asthough they had been lit from behind – very different indeed to the young boy who had entered my healing room with such trepidation. When he sat up his eyes travelled around the room and I could see that he was having difficulty in trying to relocate himself.
    ‘I have been to heaven!’ he told me. He was very excited, and described his journey into another dimension. ‘It was so bright and full of wonderful colours and I saw a lot of people. But they didn’t wear the same clothes as we do, they wore long white dresses.’ He laughed. ‘Even the men wore dresses.’ He was still talking animatedly to his mother as they left.
    As it happened, my next patient was also a young boy who came in with his mother. I was given the same instructions and as I followed them he fell asleep. When he awoke, he told us of the very special place that he had visited, and of the wonderful colours, birds and animals.
    I had so many appointments that there was no time to wonder about this new talent, but my healing room seemed to be electrically charged for the rest of the day.
    Later, when I had a chance to think about this new episode, I marvelled at what had happened to me whilst I was actually giving hypnotherapy. For that is what it was. My mind had also partially left my body, and not only could I see my spirit teacher but I could also clearly see the energy counterpart of the patient – which confirmed that one does not see with the eyes but with the mind. The mind is made up ofthe same elements as the other dimension, and when it expands it becomes our ‘third eye’.
    It was quite extraordinary how this new encounter changed my life yet again. Whenever I practised hypnotherapy the atmosphere became so charged that I received a shock whenever I touched anything metal. It was also obvious to my patients that something remarkable was happening, as the following stories indicate.
An elderly gentleman had been visiting me for three weeks. He had chronic arthritis, and although I had been able to alleviate his physical pain, his mental agony over the way he had treated his late wife was still intense – so much so that he confided to me that he did not want to live. On his fourth visit I became aware of the awesome presence of my spirit teacher. As always, the atmosphere in the room was electric. My patient seemed to have gone into a deep sleep without my having uttered a word, and almost against my own will I went through the hypnotic routine. It seemed rather odd at the time, as the man was obviously

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