Quite a few years ago (when car radios were worth repairing) I had a run picking up and delivering car radios for repairs.
While at a large car dealership’s service counter one Friday, the receptionist I normally dealt with was complaining of a very stiff and sore neck, she showed me a large bump on her neck. I enquired about what had happened and she started on about a step or something, then had to answer the phone.
Between calls I told her it had nothing to do with the step. I was not sure how she would take what I was about suggest but I did know her pretty well, so I suggested the lump on her neck meant she was frustrated. The phone kept on interrupting , however piece by piece she explained that she started work at 7am, her husband looked after the kids all day and worked shift work at night. He would leave for work soon after she got home. With a 30km drive to work, they really were ships passing in the night.
I just mentioned that it was the weekend, and she should go home and spend some time with her husband.
Monday I returned with the repairs, and was shown a neck with no lump or pain and a big smile on her face.
Two weeks later they both tossed in their jobs and bought a cellar door winery.
When I saw her two years later they were very happy.
When he was alive my father didn’t understand his mother’s psychic skills and was one of my biggest critics.
He had a listing that was so bad people would stand at the entrance and call out for the weekly book and not step into the house.
In desperation he called me to do whatever I did as the auction was to be held in four days and there was no prospect of a sale.
I found that four of the neighbours hated the woman in the house.
When I asked Dad about for more details, he said she had already left for Sydney. The house was empty. The neighbours still thought of her and the house in a very negative way. He had been in business for about 60 yrs and could not remember anyone worse than her over all that time, he said.
This confirmed what I thought so I drew up some mandalas to neutralise the neighbours thoughts.
At the last open inspection I got a call from Dad. There had been a lot of comments like “Hasn’t this been on the market with another agent before you?”, “It’s fantastic – why hasn’t it sold?” He knew it was going to sell at the auction…
Which it did two days later, going for $60,000 over the reserve!
He never criticised me again.
About twenty five years ago, I worked on a troublesome case. It started when I was handed an envelope with a knot of horse’s hair, and a list of ten questions.
A well-known horse trainer had been accused of smashing in the skull, and thereby killing, a prized horse he was training. The owner was suing for several hundred thousand dollars.
The trainer knew this accusation to be entirely false but could not prove it. The horse had dropped dead suddenly during a normal training session. The owner had organised for the dead body to be sold for meat and, when taken off by the butcher, apparently the skull had been smashed in. At the time, this seemed odd but it was only months later, after the body had been well and truly disposed of, that the accusations and lawsuit started.
The trainer was a fellow member of the South Australian Dowsers Club and asked if I could look into it. He gave me ten questions regarding the cause of death. Was the cause of death a heart attack or a haemorrhage? Was the skull smashed before or after death? Were any of the trainer’s staff involved? From dowsing the questions, it came up that the cause of death was bleeding from an artery, the cracked skull was post mortem and the stable hand was involved.
I spoke with another member of the Dowser’s Club as I couldn’t figure out the sequence of events. He thought about it and gave me two more questions, sealed in an envelope – both yes or no questions. It came up yes to both questions. When I opened the envelope, the questions were – was the horse poisoned, and was the owner involved?
The final story came out that the owner had given the unsuspecting stable-hand poisoned horse feed. When the horse finally succumbed to the poison the owner cracked the skull in order to frame the trainer for insurance money.
With my insights, the trainer confronted the owner who was so aghast that he knew what happened that he dropped the charges.
We live in a soup of different forms of energy – gravity, electrical, magnetic, thoughts and sacred and spiritual energy. All of these are forms of energy, the difference being frequency and form and our perception of them.
Water is a good example. It’s made up of hydrogen and oxygen atoms, held in a bond. Did you know the solid part of water – the oxygen and hydrogen – are in proportion with the moon and earth in size and distance between them. It’s the energy in the bond that’s most important. We are mostly water and as the tides are caused and affected by the movement of the moon, so are we.
To think we can live disconnected from these influences is unrealistic.
Feng Shui (wind and water) takes this into account, looking at water, as we are mainly made up of this, and wind, which you cannot see. You know it exists, but only the effect of its energy is made known by what happens when it’s around.
Everyone can find water underground – it’s one of our many hidden abilities, which most people don’t realise they have. Over the centuries people wanting power have used many methods of coercion to suppress this ability – calling it “witch craft” or discrediting it in order to suppress this ability. The Priest, shaman or medicine man kept this little secret to themselves as a means of control. I have met with some resistance to this work from some people who still suffer from this ignorance and ingrained programming.
I have found it hard to talk about this to most people, and have had to simplify things when discussing the subject. The good news is that, with the massive shift in consciousness which is happening in the universe right now, many people are realising there’s lots of things they know they don’t know. We are undergoing a massive shift in thinking and more people are now ready to listen, explore and learn.
Do I understand all this? Not really, but it’s an exciting journey to be on.
I have started this blog to bring like-minded people together on this trip.