It is difficult to put an exact starting point on all this and, indeed, one could and probably should say, at birth. However, before you all shriek and throw your hands up at the thought of reading about all 48 years of my life (you’re assuming I could be bothered to describe it all!), I think we’ll stick to the salient points.

Despite having a brother and father who both possess psychic and mediumship abilities (oh, and a grandmother who knew when friends from the Spirit World were about), I had no idea that I had any. Please take note of that, it’s important, if I didn’t know, then perhaps you don’t either.

Further to my ignorance of my own abilities was feeling terrified at having anything to do with the world of psychics and mediums. I was not an unbeliever, just the opposite, but the nerves just couldn’t take it! I’m amazed that I laugh now when my late Gran starts knocking during the night, she even managed to blow open the front door once, but then I think my Mother-in-Law who has also passed away, was helping; they’re a great double act. I digress…

After many years of struggling with the idea that a Universal Energy / God might exist I gave in after our eldest child was born in 1993. In a fit of motherly love I found that, for me, something as beautiful as this baby must be the result of some extra ‘force’, call it what you will. I was finally able to take the leap of faith without the need for scientific proof. I don’t know whether it is the same for all believers, but over time I moved from believing to knowing. I can’t prove it scientifically and it’s a personal journey so I wouldn’t expect to convince the doubters, no amount of evidence would be enough for you!

I made a new friend, Sue, as a result of a Tibetan Bowl Healing session I was persuaded to attend and she was able to answer my questions about meditation and introduced me to a Roman Catholic drop-in centre & retreat run by the most enlightened nuns; a place where I could pursue this growing interest and where I felt safe. The reason that I felt the need for this was that most of the time when I tried to meditate I would see eyes, usually single eyes and I found it rather upsetting. I take a somewhat different view now of course - those are my friends out there! The retreat has a chapel and is so peaceful; there is also a library with some really interesting books.

Sue also started a meditation circle which was really helpful; the only problem was that when we did the guided meditations I seem to go off on journeys of my own. One evening I was REALLY spooked. I attended as usual, but had a terrible headache for which I admit I had taken headache tablets before leaving home (I add this in so that you sceptics have a let out clause!). We quickly got into the meditation, but my head was so painful the front of my face felt as though it was on fire and I was feeling somewhat nauseous. I would like to say that, for me, when a headache is this severe it will not be shifted in less than an hour with 2 standard headache tablets. With my eyes closed, I became aware that I could ‘see’ the room. Standing to my right about 3 feet away was a column of light the height of a man, in the centre of the room what I can only describe as light, half the height and in the shape of a hill like a child would draw; a slope up one side arcing across the top and down the other side. The next thing that happened was that the words “all friends” came from the tall column of light. I can’t be sure how I heard this, I think it was in my head, and then the light from the centre of the room proceeded towards me. I…was…absolutely…TERRIFIED. (Trying to make an impact there folks, but no, I am not exaggerating). The ‘thing’ merged with me, I was tingling all over and realised that suddenly my headache was completely gone, (I’m surprised I wasn’t sick from the terror, but the nausea went too,) and I had been healed. I can’t remember what I did then, I think I opened my eyes, but it was more than I could stand. I found in subsequent weeks that each meditation evening there would be some valid reason why I couldn’t attend. In the end I told Sue that it didn’t feel right for me at the moment and I stopped going. As I think back to that evening, how was I able to ‘see’ the room? No, I wasn’t peeking!

Around that time I was lent the Shirley MacLaine video ‘Out On A Limb’, now this woman is bold. I found it compelling and thought provoking. I was also fascinated by the trance sittings which were filmed with the guides reprising their exact words from the original sittings. How cool is that?!

Although I had stopped going to my friends circle I carried on attended the nun’s Saturday morning meditation at the drop in centre. I went on a fairly regular basis enjoying the peaceful energy of the Chapel and became less disturbed by the ‘eyes’.

The nuns ran various courses and I decided to try a one day introductory course in reflexology. During practice one of my recipients felt energy tingling its way up his legs. Subsequently I started on a professional course in reflexology, but didn’t finish as I became pregnant with number two off-spring or ‘Cost Centre’ as a well known columnist calls them. An apt description, particularly as they hit their teens. Anyway, I really wasn’t well enough to continue with the reflexology and didn’t finish the course.

The following year my beloved Father-In-Law passed on and I found myself trying to comfort my husband. In trying to help my husband with his grief I somehow discovered that rather than needing to use a method like reflexology to heal, I had healing hands and had been given the instinct as to how to use them. I found that by holding my hands about 3cms away from the body energy was flowed through them. Soon I started responding to requests from friends and family to ‘give it a go’ with I’m glad to say much success.

Time moved on and I been having occasional dreams that were different from the norm. They would contain a message delivered by a late relative. These dreams have an entirely different quality; I can only describe them as having such clarity they felt entirely real. One example was a dream where my late Auntie appeared holding up a white matinee jacket and so the impending arrival of off-spring number two was announced!

These dreams were not frequent so don’t run away with the idea that I knew what was coming. After being undecided about a name for the impending off-spring Chris, my brother, suggested I ask for the answer in a dream. For two or three nights running I asked for a name for the baby. About two weeks elapsed, then in the middle of the night I sat bolt upright having heard a name and nickname in my head. I was impressed by the nickname, but not the name itself as it reminded me of pipe and slippers husbands in films of the 1950’s. However hubby insisted that you couldn’t have one without the other and it’s amazing what you get used to!

These occasional dreams did not disturb me and I came to regard them as something special to be cherished and taken notice of. See, I could cope with dreamland, not the face to face mediumship and anyway at that time could not see the connection between the two. Hindsight is a wonderful thing.

The only other thing was that very occasionally I would hear a voice either in my head or in my ear as if there was someone speaking to me. I don’t normally hear voices so this is not an excuse for you to think I’m a sandwich short of a picnic. These would usually be warnings. Once, I was oversleeping whilst my husband was away and a fierce whispering of my family nickname in my ear woke me up just in time to avoid being late. (No, I’m not going to tell you what the nickname was and anyway, the psychics amongst you will know won’t you?!!)

The most dramatic example was preparing for a very early morning motorway journey back from my parents house and feeling decidedly under the weather. Illness or not I had decided to go early to avoid traffic. As I was packing a voice in my head said “Don’t go now, go later”. I remember thinking that I wanted to go now and avoid the traffic so of course carried on getting ready. Having ignored this advice I started out and progressively felt worse to the point where, after an hour, I was feeling really spaced out and unwell. Realising that this did not go well with two young children in the back of the car on a fast moving motorway, I pulled in at the next service station; fortunately for me, my brother and sister-in-law came and retrieved us. Perhaps the most interesting aspect was that by the evening I felt so much better that I was able to make the journey “go later.” was indeed sound advice. I have resolved not to ignore those messages in future.

So, that is the background, until the age of 33 there was absolutely nothing to indicate any latent psychic or mediumistic ability and even after, just a few things that happened infrequently.

Let’s fast forward to November 2005 when I attended a demonstration of mediumship by Derek Acorah. I didn’t even know if I would be able to be in the auditorium with the man without wanting to leave. Chris applied heavy pressure to persuade me to even buy tickets, (see how scared I was?). I delayed ringing the theatre and when I did the receptionist told me that she thought they were all sold out, but would check. Well of course, there were just 2 left and by this point it was easier to attend than withstand the steamroller that my dear brother can be! With trepidation I attended and within a couple of minutes realised that it wasn’t a problem – what a wimp! Little brother hadn’t finished with me as he then asked if we would put him up whilst he attended an introductory day with Tony Stockwell in January 2006. This was followed by persuasion to attend with him. I don’t really know why I went, but my brother is an excellent salesman so I didn’t really stand a chance and I remember him saying, “It’s only £35 pounds, if you don’t like it you can walk out”. We had to carry out various exercises that involved psychic and mediumship abilities. I was amazed that I did quite well in receiving various images that were understood by the recipients.

The part that made the most impression was a guided meditation to meet my spirit guide that was led by the wonderful medium, Tracy Higgs (T. J. Higgs). Not only did I see my guide and receive a big hug from her, but she told me her name too, Authelia. The feeling of love I received was overwhelming and I finished the meditation with tears running down my cheeks. When we ‘came back’ I was amazed that not everyone had had a similarly strong experience. Incidentally I wasn’t sure that I had heard the name Authelia correctly as I had never heard of it. It took a few weeks, but I eventually thought to check the internet for its existence – there it was. It doesn’t appear to be an Italian name, but Penny, who drew Authelia’s picture for me, told me that Authelia was not her name as a nun, but one she uses now as it is a name she admires. Small point, but I’m happy to have that explained.

You’d think at this point that I’d be starting to get the message, but no. I’m not stupid, but looking back I was doing a pretty good job of appearing slow on the uptake. The main thing about the day with Tony Stockwell was that I felt entirely comfortable, nothing ‘spooky’ happened and I didn’t see anything scary etc. I’m not sure what I thought might happen, but nothing scary did. However, for some reason I did feel that it was imperative that I overcome my fear of the ‘Other Side’, it really felt like a burning need. During the day we were told that we could put our name down for a reading with either of the tutors. I felt particularly drawn to Tracy and decided that I would put my name forward for a reading, and anyway I could always change my mind and cancel.

In March 2006 I had my first ever reading and this was with Tracy Higgs. Well, I didn’t really know what to expect, but attended Tony Stockwell’s Psychic Studio at Wickford, Essex on the first day of opening. I spent the most amazing hour with Tracy who told me many things, brought through my beloved parents-in-law giving evidence that left me no doubt that I was indeed in their presence. The salient points to this narrative were that Tracy said I was a natural healer (I’d worked that out by then) and that I should be in a circle. I also asked about seeing trance work as seen in the Shirley MacLaine video. Tracy encouraged me to apply for a place on an introductory workshop at the studio with a medium called Jay Love. As I recall, Tracy said she hadn’t met Jay, but knew that Tony wouldn’t have anyone working for him who was nuts!

At the time I don’t think I really appreciated the implications of the recommendation to join a circle, but the reading was so amazing – I really did go ‘to the top’ for my first ever reading – that I couldn’t help but take notice of what was said. The other thing was that once again I had felt entirely comfortable whilst I was there, even though Tracy was happily ‘talking’ to dead people! This gave me the courage for the next step.

A few days later I thought about the advice regarding the trance workshop and the ‘joining a circle’ bit and decided that the only person I would trust as a circle leader was Tracy and that if the ‘Universe’ wanted me to study with her ‘they’ would have to arrange it thank you very much! I had found out that Tracy had started a circle the day I had my reading, so in my mind she was ruled out as a tutor as I was too late to join. However, I decided to contact the studio to enquire about the trance workshop.

One week later found me speaking to Tony Stockwell about the workshop and in passing said that Tracy had recommended joining a circle, but that I would only have her as a tutor and as her circle had already begun I would have to leave it. Tony cheerfully informed me that there was a place left in her circle and that the second session started at 7:30pm that evening, I was grounded and would be fine as I hadn’t really missed anything. I found myself saying that I would see if I could come along (in four hours time!). Unusually my husband had a day off that day and I asked him if not only would he mind if I spent £100, but if he would baby-sit for the next 9 weeks on a Thursday evening. Fortunately he didn’t, and indeed has been a rock throughout.

Somewhat bemused I found myself attending my first ever circle in March 2006. What was I doing there? I certainly didn’t have a clue. Everyone was really nice, but there was I, an ordinary person amongst all these mediums, how was I going to manage? Well, if I’m honest, I’m not sure I really did to start with. It was unfortunate for me that I had always found any form of public speaking or stage work brings forward the ‘rabbit in the headlights’ condition as learning at the studio requires one to stand on a platform to get a Spirit link and give the evidence. This ‘rabbity’ condition was evident as a small child when at the shows for our local ballet school; I would freeze in the middle of the performance completely forgetting the dance. Not really a promising background for a medium. I have found that Spirit has a real way of providing personal challenges and frankly, this was a big one. I regarded those early classes with absolute dread, but at the same time so utterly compelling that I couldn’t miss them.

The first time I was asked to stand in front of the class to get a link I just stood there thinking that I couldn’t ‘feel’ anything, then I began to get really hot and was tingling all over. As this was happening I began to hear ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ from the rest of the class. I gather that my face was being overshadowed by a series of about six different faces. They were all taking turns! This included a really old gentleman, a very unattractive tiny ancient lady and an alien face. Tracy told me to stop them, but I had no way of doing this as I didn’t really know what was happening. Eventually Tracy came up to me and somehow got rid of them. I can’t say I got a Spirit link after that because I didn’t, but was quite satisfied that I had entertained my audience!

On another occasion I was called upon to stand on the platform and get a Spirit link. Well I decided that I had a man with me and then just froze. The silence got longer and longer. Tracy told me that I could do this, but to no avail. To my embarrassment I was on the verge of tears with nowhere to go! Tracy who was stood at the back of the room said that she wanted to come and give me a hug, but Authelia who was standing next to her was saying no. Is this what they call tough love? Eventually I was allowed down. I turned up the next week and Tracy asked if I was alright. Despite my crashing failure of the previous week, there was no question that I would not keep going.

Gradually, and I do mean gradually, I improved, ‘poco a poco’ as the Spanish say (see, three years of Spanish lessons have not been wasted), ‘little by little’. Each card reading I gave a little more information, each link a little more detail to my message. The circles run in 10 week cycles and I would say that it took me the rest of 2006 to even feel that I should be there with all those mediums! My poor brother would have to put up with the latest Friday instalment of the previous night’s failure or success. He links in to Authelia and he would frequently tell me that she was standing there with folded arms and tapping foot wanting me to just get on with it and stop analysing everything and thinking I couldn’t do it. Little bro frequently used his favourite phrase of the time ‘build a bridge and get over it’. With their support I kept moving forward.

I don’t want you to have the impression that I didn’t enjoy the classes, far from it. Thursday evenings were the highlight of my week and nothing, bar the family being ill, was allowed to get in the way of it. It is lovely to receive frequent messages from relatives and friends who have passed over and I have to say that many of mine have shown given wonderful support, in particular my maternal Gran and my parents-in-law. It is interesting to note that if someone is feeling down or has a particular need, they are likely to be the one to receive a message from the platform. The way I think of it is that the tutors and the tutor’s guides are running the class and all the students’, the students’ guides, relatives and friends are gathered around ready to help all the students develop, not just their own member of the family.

Tracy has a wonderful teaching style using her own prodigious talents to help the students and drawing out of them abilities they didn’t know they had. She tends to have a zany style and one exercise left a big impression on me, probably as it went surprisingly well. This is the exercise to ‘read the tissues’. Each person was handed a new tissue which they crumpled up and held in their hand for a minute or two. This was then handed to a partner who gently pulled it open and ‘read’ the tissue for that person. This is a very intuitive method as one looks into the tissue to read past present and future, different aspects are suggested by the shapes made by the ridges and folds of the tissue. It’s amazing what comes out!

I have always enjoyed Tracy’s style because it tends to have few rules and therefore is easy to do without having to learn anything first, this has great appeal for me. I am always impressed by the people who have learned all the meanings of the Tarot cards and can use that knowledge to do a reading. This is not for me, I’m too impatient, give me a tissue any day! Also I feel that the tools such as the Tarot, crystals or tissues are just a hook for the psychic to link in with the recipient.

The highlight of the circles for me was always the last session of the 10 week cycle. Generally we would try physical mediumship which would typically involve table tipping, EVP (Electronic Voice Phenomenon), watching for the lights to flicker and seeing if we could see any visible phenomena. Also, asking the Spirits to touch us. One time I distinctly felt something touch my shoulder.

The first time I saw table tipping I nearly left the room I was so disturbed. Tracy would ask four people to stand around a small 4 sided table, one to each side. The students would lightly place their finger tips on the table and then ask the Spirits to rock it. Usually Tracy had to touch the table to start with, but was able to move away once it got moving. Sometimes the energy balance between the students at the table was not right so others would be substituted. At first one could feel the table start to vibrate through the fingertips, and then it would begin to rock from side to side. Next we would ask ‘them’ to take it for a walk. The table would then tip onto two legs and begin to rotate and in this manner would move around the room. I understood that the table was being moved by a student’s relatives and it was usual to ask the table to go to the person for whom the Spirit was there for. On the first occasion that I witnessed this (before participating myself), the table virtually ended up in the lap of a lady who had a birthday and the ‘visitor’ was her late son. It was so moving there were quite a few tears shed that day. On another occasion, when I was at the table, it was asked to move and rocked towards me so violently I thought it was going to hit my legs. It was apparently unusual for the table to be moved for a student at the table, but when I asked if it was my late Father-in-Law, the table promptly stopped. One way of finding the identity of the Spirit was to slowly spell through the alphabet and ask the table to stop when the correct letter was reached. In this way a name could be spelt. Another was to ask the table to stop rocking if the answer to a question was yes. I believe that table tipping was very popular in Victorian times and it is fascinating to watch, but as a means of communication it is very slow (slow, but spectacular!).

Now, there are many sceptics who are convinced that there is trickery involved. All I can say is that in my opinion there was no trickery; I could feel the vibrations of the table before it started to move, and the difficulty I had even keeping my finger tips on the table once it started to rotate around the room precluded anyone deliberately moving it. In addition, once the four students had each had a reasonable length of time on the table they would be switched, one at a time, with other students. So unless the whole class of students was ‘in on it’ I fail to see how the table was moved by anything but an unseen force. Argue if you will who or what moved it.

In the beginning I struggled with everything, except the one thing which was to grow into this website. I also found it very off-putting as most mediums seem to have either seen Spirit or had other experiences since childhood and known that they had a connection with the Spirit World. I wonder now if my lack of early experience was to underline the point that there are many people with a latent ability. Remember? If I didn’t realise, perhaps you don’t either.

One day we were asked to do an inspirational writing as homework. In Tracy’s inimitable style all we had to do was go to our bookshelves, take the first book we felt attracted to, open it and the first line we saw was the start of the piece. We were to write this down and then keep writing with a message from Spirit for the class.

I ended up with the illustrated page to the Pasta section of a Jamie Oliver cookbook. It had one word ‘Pasta’. I wrote this down and my life changed. Ooh that sounds really dramatic doesn’t it?! Well what came out were two pages in an exercise book about my Spirit Guide Authelia, telling me about herself. Extracts are shown in “About Authelia” elsewhere on the website. Gradually I realised that I could communicate with her in this way, that I could ask her a question and would receive an answer. The answer was written in moments, no hesitation and a complete piece would be written. I have received many messages from Authelia, some that I have requested and others written after I had the feeling that she had something to say. We’ve now progressed to giving advice to others, if asked, and this has been well received.

I do actually communicate with her in other ways and often find myself talking to her in my head (Sceptics among you stop thinking about hearing voices please). The only thing about this is that at the moment the inspirational writing is a good way to be certain that the thoughts are not my own. The book references find a way to kick start the message without the logical side of my brain getting in the way. Having said that, I do feel that I could deliver Authelia’s messages without writing them down first and indeed on a couple of occasions have spontaneously done so, perhaps this is the way I will develop? Watch this space…

In January 2007 I joined Jay Love’s trance class and started developing as a trance medium. This is incredible and for me, so far, has been my best experience of Spirit. Trance mediumship gives the guides a chance to express themselves directly to our world.

To me, trance is a beautiful form of mediumship. It is a way of communicating directly with Spirit by non mediums. Don’t you think that speaking to a discarnate mind is awesome?! Why should mediums have all the fun?!

The medium develops the ability to move their consciousness aside so that the guide can use the medium’s mind processes to express themselves. I understand that the guide is limited to the vocabulary of the medium. I think of it like this – if the body, including the brain is a car and the driver the consciousness, then the driver shifts to the passenger seat whilst the guide drives the car. This is only a rough analogy because the guide is not controlling, for example, the body’s breathing or digestion, but hopefully you see the idea?

There is a variation in awareness amongst mediums whilst they are in trance and I have often questioned whether I really am in trance as I appear to be aware of everything said. However on a number of occasions I have heard my voice giving opinions or answers that were new to me! It’s a strange feeling. On one occasion in, October 2007, four of us carried out an experiment where the mediums each took an animal card (a similar idea to Tarot) looked at it for a minute or two and then went into trance. The idea was that the medium’s guide would then outline a problem connected to their guide and ask the other guides for advice.

I remember saying to Authelia “Don’t you dare embarrass me” (exact words) and then outlining to her a couple of things that I would like advice on. The experiment proceeded with Jay facilitating and from my ‘passenger’ view it was very interesting as each guide outlined a problem for their medium and the other guides gave advice for the guide and their medium. Authelia contributed some very useful advice I thought.

Our turn came last and Authelia immediately referred to my card which was the opossum, a night creature with huge eyes. She then went on to say that I would rather not be doing the exercise and she was surprised I had allowed her to speak! That I looked at the world with huge eyes, frightened of everything and that whilst our partnership was progressing really well she needed me to be bolder if we were to achieve all that was planned. I have to say that passenger me was not really pleased to hear this, particularly as one of the guides told her that until I stopped asking so many questions and listened more, I could not progress to the next level. I immediately recognised the truth of these words, much as I didn’t really want to hear them and at the same time thought “cheeky so and so” (actually that wasn’t the precise word, but as I’m in print …!). I confess I was bristling a little at this point whilst at the same time amused.

Help was at hand. We have a very gentle gentleman in our class and his guide said that the fear came from doubt and that I had to learn to trust; not a new message, but very true. He also said that I shouldn’t judge the quality of the messages I give, but their effect on the recipient. This really connected as that is exactly what I had been doing, striving to give the perfect message and inevitably failing, instead of seeing if I had actually helped the recipient. I now try (I don’t always succeed) to judge my messages by the standard ‘Have I helped?’ If I have, then it’s ‘Job done’ and move on.

The above anecdote does expose a weakness of mine, but the salient point is that there is no way that I would have said what Authelia said and definitely not in that way. So although it was very uncomfortable at the time it was a powerful lesson in showing me that although I feel very aware of what is going on, Authelia is ‘driving the bus’. Sometimes she feels stronger than others, but I expect that is the same for all mediums as we all have good days and we all have off days, perhaps when we are tired or under the weather.

When it’s going really well it feels like a powerful force from my chest area and I can feel Authelia’s emotions about what she is saying. Fairly early on I would find my head moving to emphasise a point or to turn to someone else (the medium’s eyes are closed). Recently I have found that Authelia is able to move my arms and hands to make a point, it must be the Italian side of her coming through! I have also discovered that although she has a very strong personality she has a sense of humour too (I am frequently the butt of it which seems a little unfair as I can’t interrupt!) and can be very gentle towards those who need it. She can also deliver a very effect kick up the *** and doesn’t suffer fools lightly. As time moves on she is able to show more of her personality and is revealing herself as a dedicated teacher enjoying the opportunity to speak to an audience. Quite a girl!

Authelia now has the opportunity to speak her own words albeit filtered through my mind and accurate to the degree that I allow her to take control. It’s very challenging, but I love it and it makes me feel very close to her. I sincerely hope to become an increasingly purer instrument for her so that she can bring through the higher wisdom of the Spirit World as accurately as possible. Got to keep working on it!!!!

Some of the words that Authelia has written are beautiful and I was always struck that it was rather a shame that I should be the only one to benefit. On 9th June 2007 I was reading some of the talks given by Silver Birch. The lady who had put the book together had written that she realised that although it was wonderful to sit in Silver Birch’s presence, the real value of the sittings was the written word. It is easy to forget something that has just been heard, but the printed word may be referred to and passed onto others. At that moment the inspiration came, that the modern way would be to put Authelia’s words onto the internet. I leapt out of bed (ok, I confess to lying in bed one Saturday morning when I should have been doing something useful) and shot to my books and journal and this is what Authelia had to say:

“You’re so excited, I feel it, you’re like a Jack-in-the-box. Well done, you got there! This is what we will do. It will be excellent experience and an outlet for my words. We will bring the Divine to the people! Bless you my dear. We will work well together. Just keep doing your classes and we will improve. Go for MySpace first and then the website. The others will not join you (I had had the idea of sharing this with two friends from class), but it doesn’t matter. We are on our way! A.”

I got the feeling that she was happy too!

Well, here we are, thanks to my brother who is better at getting things done than me and who has organised this website. I am still very much the student, a developing medium, but it is a magical journey. I no longer feel that I am looking for that elusive ‘something’ so I can only conclude that I have found my path. I’ll keep working at it, try not to ask so many questions or analyse too much (some hope!) and see where the journey takes me.

I would conclude from my experience that there is the distinct possibility that there must be very many people around who have abilities that they are unaware of. I am aware that some of you may be thinking that with a father and brother as psychic mediums it is perhaps not so surprising that I should start to develop. I would take issue with this. I believe that you may have relatives that have varying abilities that they have either taken for granted and not connected to the Spirit World or refused to acknowledge for various reasons. Some people are put off as children by a parent who has dismissed what child is saying as imagination and the ability is then buried. Some religions are very strongly against mediumship and an adherent to that faith may then block the ability.

Look, I don’t have all the answers (wish I did!) and I’m still coming to terms with how my own life has changed. What I ask from you is to consider the possibility that you too have this ability. Some believe that we all possess it and I have heard it likened to “Everyone can play football, but not everyone is in the First Division (or should I say Premier League or something?)”.

Can you imagine what the world would look like if everyone had a strong relationship to their Spirit Guide? Please think about this.

We are all different and your path and way of accessing your guide may be different to mine, but how about you give it a try? There are lots of books available; I recently enjoyed ‘Channelling’ by Shirley Humphries Battie. I have also included a guided meditation that I have tried out on a couple of friends. It is based on a variety of meditations I have read about or experienced with a little help by Authelia as I was writing it. You could record it and try it out if you like.

If you’re still with me, thanks for staying with it.

If I may, I suggest that if there’s anyone out there who is struggling on their own, not knowing where to go to learn about psychic and mediumship abilities, they should visit Tony Stockwell’s website. Go to www.tonystockwell.com )