The beach was quiet as I walked along the warm sand, soothed by the rhythmic swish of the waves. I was born in Cornwall and I’ve visited this spot, Par Beach, near St Austell, many times.
But tonight was different. I had a special mission.
I was looking for lost souls.
Opening up my energies, I allowed myself to be at one with the Universe, to feel the presence of spirits on the quiet, deserted beach.
Suddenly, I saw the bodies of hundreds of warriors in the water’s edge. They were lying there, battered and broken, their blood spilling into sea.
I gasped – but the event happened hundreds of years ago, in ancient time. It wasn’t the warriors’ bodies but their souls that needed rescuing.
I’d need help opening a doorway to the light, enabling them to pass over. I planned to return the following week with a group to help the souls and other lost spirits.
I’ve been able to see spirits since I was young. When I was 6, I used to watch spirit children playing with toys in my bedroom, although the strangest thing was when I saw my grandfather’s head floating in my bedroom one night!
I never mentioned any of these experiences to anyone. Until my early teens, I thought everyone could see spirits.
After leaving school, I worked as a bank clerk on the high street then as a community nurse. When I was 35, I fi nally started working as a psychic and medium.
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