Far from being relegated to the history books, physical mediumship is very much alive and well today. There is a sad lack of publicly demonstrating physical mediums in the UK but we musn’t forget the quietly run home circles where 100’s of mediums and sitters are diligently working with their Spirit controls and developing their gifts in pursuit of physical phenomena.
Physical Mediumship articles that have previously appeared on the old version of this website will be uploaded periodically for posterity. Current relevant information will also be posted as well as interesting general spirit world articles.
Some words of encouragement from Silver Birch, hope you enjoy the following excerpt from “When Nothing Happens”, taken from the “Teachings of Silver Birch” edited by A W Austen.
“No time that is spent in the desire for spiritual attainment is ever wasted. You wait very patiently, I know, but I want you to realize that great progress continues all the time. The bonds of unity between us are being strengthened and there is a quickening in the perceptions of your own soul powers. Growth, unfoldment and evolution are taking place all the time.”Read more…
MEMBERS of a spiritualist group have given a “bingo boost” to a Scarborough day centre.
The Spiritual Light Group, which meets at the Unitarian Church in Victoria Parade, donated £199 to help buy a bingo machine for 101 Prospect Mount Road.
The money was collected during the group’s weekly meetings and at a special Easter egg raffle in April.
Organiser Margot Sibley said: “Most of the eggs were kindly donated by friends of the church and the mediums who gave their time for us with their clairvoyance.
“Without all their help we wouldn’t be able to support charities as we do.”
Mrs Sibley also thanked Andrew Hargrave for his donation of £50 towards the total.
The group meets every Tuesday evening at 6.45pm and new members are always welcome.
A TV show where rival contestants battle it out to avoid getting the sack… sound familiar?
But this is not Sir Alan Sugar and his ruthless business proteges — this is a world-famous psychic with a team of apprentices who are more interested in Ouija boards than boardrooms.
Medium Tony Stockwell has been in touch with the spirit world for more than 20 years and now wants to pass on his skills to one lucky trainee. After auditioning hundreds of hopefuls for his new show, he has chosen six finalists to compete to become the nation’s next top clairvoyant. And with more and more of us turning to mystics as the recession hits home, it seems there will be no shortage of demand for their services.
Click here to take part in a survey about how psychic you are for The SunTony insists many of us have hidden psychic talents that can be developed with a little encouragement and practice. So I met up with him to see if he could teach me to connect with the other side. After stressing that belief is vital and that only those who have faith can succeed, Tony put me through my paces using exercises from his new show. So would I discover my mystic mojo — or was it all a load of crystal balls? Recalling his first paranormal experience, Tony says: “I grew up in Canvey Island in Essex and when I was eight I was playing with pals in the old war bunkers on the beach.
Colour test … Jenna’s psychic powers weren’t up to scratch
“Running through one, I saw a glowing, orange light that I knew was a spirit person. I wasn’t scared, more interested. “Later, I went along to a spiritualist church. I loved it and found I had a talent for it. From the age of 19 I was giving demonstrations there myself.” Now 40, Tony has written three best-selling books, appeared in three TV series and done five sell-out national tours. He also helps police around the world with investigations. “Most people have some intuitive ability,” he explains. “It’s like a muscle — you have to train and practice for it to work well. “Even if you’ve never done anything like this before, with the right instruction many people will find they have some psychic skill.” Hmm. At this point I fear Tony may have his work cut out with me. The only orange glow I remember from my childhood is from the bonfires on Guy Fawkes Night. However, I am fascinated by people who claim to communicate with other worlds and I am not an out-and-out sceptic. Tony starts my training by showing me two envelopes. He tells me that one of them contains a picture of a murderer, the other the victim. I close my eyes and pick up the envelopes. Tony says: “Relax, chill out, forget where you are and concentrate on your feelings. See if you can tell which person is in which envelope. “Rub your hands over them and trust your instincts.” The cynic in me says there is a 50/50 chance I will get it right but then, oddly, I begin to “feel sorry” for one envelope, while the other makes me angry. After I reveal my response, Tony says: “Well done — you got them bang on. You felt sorry for the victim and felt the rage of the killer.” Perturbed, I open the envelopes and look at the pictures closely. I try to clear my mind and concentrate on my emotions again. “Tell me what you feel about the killer,” Tony says softly. For some reason, I sense a hands-on job and a strong smell of cooking oil. I am stunned when it turns out the murderer was a chef in a hotel kitchen.
Workshop … Tony Stockwell tutors Jenna Sloan in the art of clairvoyance
Maybe this psychic lark is easier than I thought. Next, Tony hands me coloured ribbon, then blindfolds me and asks me to identify the colours. “This one is green,” I predict confidently. It’s red. “How does this colour feel,” Tony asks. “Er, squidgy?,” I reply. I get the yellow ribbon right, but to be honest I think that was just a fluke. Tony then shows me a picture of three elderly women and informs me that they were all together for a historic event. He asks if I have any idea what that was. I tell him I feel they survived the Second World War together, so I am a little deflated to I learn they actually all survived the sinking of the Titanic. On this performance, I’d be fired in the first episode of his search for a psychic star. An exercise using an old sepia photo of a nine-year-old girl is more fruitful. “You need to clear your mind, relax and get in touch with your feelings,” Tony says. “Don’t worry about looking silly. Just search your mind for emotions and tell me what they are.” Shutting my eyes, I try to clear my head and feel, well, anything other than foolish. “I think she was taken from her family,” I say. “I don’t see blood but it’s scary and I think maybe she was beaten or strangled.” Again, it feels like I’m spouting rubbish, but Tony confirms the little girl was murdered. She disappeared after being abducted and probably strangled by a neighbour many years ago. Great, so I’m rubbish at ribbons but totally tuned in to violent killings. As my session concludes, Tony insists: “You did really well, much better than a lot of people. I had one person who thought those old ladies were all ex-drag queens, so at least you didn’t come out with that!
“If you attended one of my psychic workshop classes, I’d definitely mark you out as having lots of potential.”
My inner sceptic is screaming that, as a journalist, of course I can piece together bits of information and come up with some sort of story. And I have reported on enough court cases to know about the typical kinds of murders.
But as a wannabe psychic, I’m thrilled by Tony’s praise.
Perhaps my future is sitting over a crystal ball as a fortune-teller on Blackpool Pier.
I’ll have to ask Tony.
Tony Stockwell’s Psychic Academy is on BIO at 9pm on Thursdays from July 2.
We should certainly count our blessings, but we should also make our blessings count. - Neil Maxwell
Yesterday morning, my family and I got up at 5:30am in Mexico to begin our journey home from the Holistic Coaching Made Fun retreat. Eight hours of packing, driving, flying, and standing in line later, we arrived at the airport in Los Angeles physically intact but emotionally a bit worse for wear.
It was at this point, standing in yet another line with a screaming toddler in my arms, that my six year old daughter Clara decided she absolutely had to have a look at her passport picture. This was a seemingly innocuous request, but in fact would have involved my unhooking several bags from my shoulders and letting loose the toddler who, screaming aside, had already demonstrated her intention to leave no ‘Do Not Enter’ sign undisturbed in her exploration of the world of airport immigration.
Now, it would have been the easiest thing in the world to have thought ‘why me?’ when Clara was nipping at my ankles and the people around me in line were silently nominating me for a ‘person I’d most like to not sit next to on an airplane’ award. (Actually, many of the people around me may have been asking themselves just that.)
But after responding to Clara’s continual requests like a six year old adult, (I believe the words “I’m not going to do it and you can’t make me!” may have passed my lips :-), I took a deep breath, recognized that my reaction was more a function of my emotional state than her behavior, and I apologized for being mean to her.
“Mean?” she asked, incredulously. “You weren’t mean to me. You’re my daddy. Daddies can’t be mean.”
It was at this point that the question ‘why me?’ popped into my head. Why me? Why do I get to be loved so unconditionally by someone who is all too frequently in the line of fire when I lose my cool? How is it possible that her love and trust are still firmly intact after six years of sporadically positive parenting?
As I thought about some possible answers to those questions, the following story came to mind:
One day, a human went to heaven, in the way that humans often do. On arrival, the human was greeted by a host of angels and given a tour of all of heaven’s wonders. Over the course of the tour, the human noticed that there was one room the angels quickly glided past each time they approached.
“What’s in that room?” the human asked.
The angels looked at each other as if they’d been dreading the question. Finally, one of them stepped forward and said kindly, “We’re not allowed to keep you out, but please believe us - you don’t want to go in there.”
The human’s mind raced at the thought of what might be contained in that room. What could be so horrible that the angels of heaven would want to hide it away? The human knew that one should probably take angels at their word, but found it very hard to resist temptation. “After all”, the human thought. “I’m only human.”
Slowly walking towards the room, the human was filled with dread and wonder at what horrors might be about to be revealed. But in fact, the room was filled with the most wonderful things imaginable - a beautiful home, nice cars, great wisdom, a happy family, loving friends, and riches beyond measure.
Eyes wide, the human turned back to the angels. “But why didn’t you want me to come in here? This room is filled with the most amazing things I’ve ever seen!”
The angels looked at each other sadly, then back at the human.
“These are all the blessings God wanted you to have while you were on earth, but you never believed you were worthy.”
There is a notion in Jewish mysticism that the nature of the universe is not one of reward and punishment but rather one of receiving or rejecting God’s blessings. When we connect with our sense of value in the world and connection to others and to life, we become like God - we share naturally and receive continually. When we cut off from our awareness of being of value and a part of all things, we become distinctly human. We retreat into ourselves and experience a world of pain, loss and suffering.
Maybe when good things happen to me, it’s not so much a reward for good behavior as it is a case of an abundant universe sharing freely with one of its citizens. Maybe the reason I have a daughter who loves me unconditionally is to make it easier for me to be a really great father to her. And if you find yourself to be happy, or beautiful, or successful, or talented, or wealthy, maybe it’s so you will be able to share your happiness, beauty, talent, and wealth with the world.
Today’s Experiment:
1. Imagine if there was a storeroom of blessings waiting for you to accept delivery. What would be in that room?
2. Take a few moments now to accept your inherent worth. Remember the story of the crumpled $100 bill - no matter how much it’s been through or how beat up it looks, its value remains undiminished.
3. Finally, connect to both your humanity and your holiness - share something you have with someone who doesn’t and open yourself more fully to receive.
Have fun, learn heaps, and the next time you experience your life as filled with love, abundance, joy, and wonder, don’t forget to ask ‘why me?’
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