First Encounters

08/11/2011 22:24:00

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I have put in a small story which happened to me when I was a child ,some people may recognize this in some small part .

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This story starts at a time when we moved house back in 1969 ....

I remember my first night alone in my new bedroom ,I should have been in a good mood as I was looking forward to the move and the new adventures I was going to have ,however my thoughts were not of fun filled days but consumed by the unusual feelings I was experiencing in the room .The room seemed alive with energy,and as my mother said goodnight and closed the door leaving only a shaft of light appearing from the bottom I grew nervous ...I can’t explain it ...I was scared as most kids of that age are about monsters under the bed or creatures ready to jump out at you from wardrobes ...but that was not that type of feeling .It was an excited ,electrified feeling ...like something was going to happen ...not sure when or how.I pulled the covers up over my head and tried to count sheep ,I tossed and turned and eventually I felt my eyes drifting and then ...BANG... But as I rubbed my eyes this was me I realised kicking it off a book from my bed with my tossing ,I took a deep breath with a sigh of relief and drifted back to sleep .Then again BANG ...I shot upright in the bed ...my heart skipped several beats ..I didn’t think twice but galloped to the door and down the stairs to my Mother ...whats wrong she asked ...there was a loud noise in my room I replied ..ah it was only a dream ...she retorted ...come on up to bed .She tucked me back in and I felt reassured .I drifted off again and slept soundly until about three am ...then I awoke to a sudden pressure on my chest ...I could not get up ...I paniced ..I wriggled and wriggled trying to get free ...to no avail ...I could not breathe ...then as quick as it started ..the pressure on my chest was gone ...again I darted out the bedroom door and into my parents room past my sister who was sleeping soundly.I jumped straight onto the bed between my parents ...who awoke with a startled expression .Was the problem David my father asked ..and I gushed out my words ..to which he said slow down ..tell me slowly ...My father told me I was having a bad dream ...but it wasn’t ...I said ...I was not dreaming ....My father brought me back into the room and told me to go asleep and everything would be alright ...I did not believe him ...I settled down again ,the covers firmly over my head but even through the layers of blankets I would feel a coldness ..I peered over the top of my sheet and gazed at the shimmering haze that was at my feet,my breath formed a mist of condensation ..i rubbed my eyes and looked again ...the haze had a colour ..a blue ..then i noticed a form .It was a women she was making gestures with her hands and i could hear a garbled sentence .she rose up from the bed post and hovered there ..her brown hair was down around her shoulders but was not brushed ,her face was long and drawn with deep dark sunken eyes but i could tell she was an adult around twenty five or so ..she was wearing a night dress with long sleeves and down to her ankles...i was terrified but locked into the experience ,the room no longer existed nothing existed ..only this women calling out to me ...but i could not clearly hear the words ...who was she ...and more importantly what was she ?.The image faded as quick as it formed ..the cold air warmed up slightly and things began to settle again .My mind raced with possibilities but no answers came .I quickly raced for the door but held back ...I did not want to stay here ..but my father would now be annoyed with my constant interruptions .I turned back towards the bed and yet again lay back down .I was in a deep disbelief at what i had just witnessed and probably in shock however i sat on the bed with my eyes wide open ..nothing was going to catch me out this time I was certain.Several minutes passed nothing happened ...then a loud scream ..my heart stopped ..my breath stopped ...my body was paralised ..a blood curdling scream exploded in my eardrum ...still paralised to the spot ...i sat in disbelief ...then the bed vibrated ..stopped ...started again ..then it got more violent and rocked savagely .The bed moved sideways towards the wall .Stopped again ..the voice returned calmer in my ear but gradually it rose again ..with now several other voices all talking over each other ..not making any clear words but i could feel unhappiness and sadness .I could see my breath condensing in front of me with the blue glow all around .The actions repeated until about four am and stopped .I sat in the bed ,breathless and alone ..cold and tired ,but they may return i though ...I eventually fell asleep and awoke to my sisters voice from under my bed playing with a toy and singing a song.I was glad to hear her happy voice but so tired i would not raise up from the bed with my usual gusto .

Are things really that bad?

11/17/2010 00:03:00

Hi Guys

I would like to start off by telling you a little story which I heard recently ..It was told to me by a very charitable women who offers her services to a centre close to her which deals with young people .

Esther helps out at the centre by feeding these young kids and helping them with their homework ,recently she noticed one of the children looked very tired and she asked him why?.He replied by telling her that he was worried about his Mothers health.

Esther knew of the family situation regarding drugs which had taken the boys father in the past year ,but she told the child to try to sleep as worrying would not help .The young lad replied that he overheard his Grandparents talk about his Mother and that she had only three months to live .

Looking at this eleven year old child and knowing what must be going through his head was almost to much for Esther to hide from the young man ,but she reminded him that she would always be there for him if he needed to talk to someone.To this the young lad replied 'if my Mammy dies will you be my Mammy?'.Esther without hesitation replied 'of course I will be your Mammy'.

Esther found out later that the young man returned home and told his Mother (her weight had gone down to 4 stone) that she could go now as he had found a new Mammy .This was a shock to her as you can imagine ,but sometimes this happens for the best as up to this point his Mother (a drug user) had resisted going to seek help for her addiction and health problems .Esther discovered that the childs Mother had gone to hospidaland through a new treatment her life expectancy would rise to three years.

A happy ending or at least a better one than expected.

Myself and several other Mediums and Healers will be holding an event in the White Sands Hotel in Portmarnock on Thursday the 25th November at 8pm .We will be giving a Platform demonstration of Mediumship and we are also offering a healing to people and /or a card reading included in the price ...which is €20.00 ..tickets at door or myself on0879561396..All proceeds going to Pobal Aire

The Mediums on the night are

Dave Grant

Noel Murray

Gerry Brennan

Susan Broderick Hughes

Esther McGaley

Graham Dowling

Charity Info

Pobal Aire is a well established and growing organization in Newbridge, that provides Residential and Outreach services to young people at risk. The philosophy and ethos of the service seeks to build on the recognized strengths of young people in their care.

Many Thanks for your support.

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