Wednesday April 2, 2014
There is a Chapter in my book "Don't Blame God" where I share some of the more random connections with spirit. It's not all seriousness and sombre predictions you know! Every spirit was once a person (not to be confused with an entity or an energy) and so they act like people most of the time when the come into the human space. It makes me crazy trying to explain to people that once you pass into the next life you don't automatically become a "whiter-than-white-sorry-for-everything-bad-I-did", sort! You are you until you move forward and if you regret what you did - You say sorry if you don't; you don't!
Having said that it is no secret to those who know me that I don't "close the door" to spirit. They are with me when they want to be, dropping in when they feel like it. Some days they are around me and the day is still rather ordinary. Arty may comment on my health (he was a doctor and is mad with me at the moment over something); P might comment on my fashion sense, as she has more than me and we both know it! Other times I get random visitors at the most inappropriate or inopportune times! People often ask me "Can you find so and so?" Or "Can you communicate with (eg) Da Vinci?" Well yes but it is up to them not me to connect. I'm not some all seeing all communicating Goddess I am just a phone waiting to ring. Here is one that made me laugh from a few years ago.....coincidentally for those who think I have finally lost it, there was someone else there (a human) when this happened and we had a good laugh about it!
Often I do wonder about historical events and people. Just wondering if we got it right. I am a bit of a buff for natural, geographic and social history. I remember my consternation at the need for Christopher Columbus to reveal his sexual orientation and that he was not exactly the master seaman history depicted him to be. It's all in the book and was another impromptu spook visit! Maybe he just needed to get both matters off his chest and picked me to do it to. So I suppose I should not have been too surprised at the following out of the blue information from my spooks.
Half regarding a television program on the crusades between 1096 and 1292, of which there were about 9 in total from memory, there came a segment about the belief by the crusaders in monsters. A one eyed one legged Cyclops, a man with ears like elephant trunks and a flying bird that was so big it could swoop in and carry off cattle. During the narration of the program it was revealed that none of the crusaders had actually seen these monsters but the travelling people, nomads or gypsies if you like, HAD encountered these strange looking beasts in the forests. Coming out of the woods and through the thickets into the daylight the travelling vagabonds were always so panick stricken that they saw fit to warn the battle weary and battle ready of the potential for danger from the one eyed, one armed flying purple people eater; and the like!
Out of nowhere as I was watching the TV and at the same time doing something on my laptop, my head was filled with this horrible smell. I really felt nauseous but was also a little fixated on the grainy fuzzy vision before me in my spook space! As the spirit materialised it became obvious it was he who stank like a yak that had been marinated in another yak and then left out in the sun! He appeared to be in front of me although I could clearly see the TV screen "through" him. My "visitor" had a kind of thick yellowing film of clag-fur over his teeth, seemed to have made a head-hole in a folded blanket to wear like a dress and although his shoes kind of looked like shoes they also looked like they were tied to his feet with string. His hair was blondish and seemed to be in clumps. It looked like it was just sawn off at the ends with a knife, a mud caked coiffure. He was also sporting a leather or fabric braided neck 'thingy'. He had a scar over his right eye and one of his earlobes was funny, like it had been partly cut off but was still there! He grinned, ‘Magic mushrooms!”
I then got the entire story from the attending spook who said his name was Simon but he didn't look like a Simon he looked more like a filthy! It actually sounded like he said "Shimmon." He proudly offered the reason the crusaders feared monsters they had never seen ; the soldiers were fed on meat and grain products prepared within their own camps and castle walls. The vagabonds and pedlars would travel the woods scrounging whatever they could to eat; including slightly toxic and very hallucinogenic mushrooms! As a result the itinerants would ‘see’ all sorts of wild and woolly things and when leaving the woods they would tell those they met along the way about the fearful and strange monsters lurking in the trees. The truth was the monsters were lurking only in the peddlars imagination!
Thanks spooks, another one of histories’ mysteries solved and certainly one of the funniest I have had!
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