Dearly Departed (17 page)

The whole team was so psyched up they were making ghostly noises, jumping out from dark corners, scaring themselves—what a combination of overactive minds! ‘Georgina, we need you in this cell. We’re going live in one minute. Get your butt in here now,’ my radio hosts called out. As soon as I entered the first set of cells, the atmosphere was icy cold compared to just outside the door.

Then I felt a presence from behind. Whatever it was held my neck, and I felt intense pain in my buttocks. I doubled up in pain and was overcome with sheer fear and a sense of hopelessness. I started to vomit and choke.

Rushing past the radio crew, looking for an escape, I had to manoeuvre myself down the stairs and find the exit to fresh air as quickly as I could. Even then, I still couldn’t throw the ghostly presence away. I knew the only way was to light the large sage stick I had in my protection kit. As the smell of sage circled my body, I felt calmness and clarity and I was once again at peace.

The spirit energies had left.

Meanwhile the crew had found the public relations consultant for the jail who subsequently went back to her office to research which tenant had been in that particular cell. The news was bleak.

I had entered the death cell of Charles Hines, who was hanged in 1897 for raping his stepdaughter.

I came to realise the vibrations I had tapped into were that of the victim. I had walked into a spiritual hellhole. Hines’s residual energy of evil deeds had become entrapped in the cellular structure of the walls, waiting for the next ‘victim’ to walk into his vibrational field, so he could affix his tentacles of negative energy upon them. The experience brought home to me that no matter how skilled, informed and trained you are in psychic protection, unless you do protect yourself, unhelpful spirits can and will find ways of manipulating energy—like a psychic vampire—to draw attention to themselves.

Some souls never rest, they are always looking for ways of connecting to the physical plane; perhaps seeking acceptance of their past wrongs in order to be set free. Unfortunately, some of these lost souls will never find resolution for their wrongful deeds and continually wander in energy fields disbelieving they’re dead.

They seek someone who can move them forward towards the light; someone to help them cross over into the afterlife where they can heal and make penance for their wrongful doings. They will eventually return in another life form to understand and learn the consequences of their actions. Fortunately, there exist people in the psychic field who are skilled practitioners in ‘soul retrieval’, assisting such tormented souls to cross over. This is a specialist field and should not be attempted without skilled knowledge and training, after all you are dealing with the ‘dark’ side of life.

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From tragedy to triumph From tragedy to triumph

It’s not what happens to you in life; it’s what you do when it happens that makes the difference.

Ken Marslew, Enough is Enough

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ne thing I can guarantee, we will all be subjected to some form of grief in our lifetime. How then do we deal with these dark chapters, is there a unique, special way of pushing through the pain barrier?

My youngest child celebrated his first birthday in 1986, and amidst the drought and hardship of the land, I felt blessed to see him move forward into his second year. This is not the case for others—reality hit home that some lives are cut short when in the same year a murderer took the life of beauty queen Anita Cobby.

Anita was on her way home after dining with several friends, alighting from the train at Blacktown in Sydney, when she was abducted, robbed, raped and brutally murdered. It was a case that was in the media for years—even after the trial—and was later made into a book, which I recall reading in one night.

The murderer’s childhoods were splashed in front of the public—they had come from abusive, dysfunctional families, they were tormented souls. Many years later, Anita’s parents, who were devout Christians, went on to form a support group for victims of crime based on forgiveness and Christian foundations.

Eight years later, Ken Marslew’s son Michael was shot in a robbery at the local pizza shop where he worked part-time. I remember tears fell down my face as I watched a television program many years later that showed Ken visiting the correctional centre where his son’s murderer was imprisoned. He chose that day to meet the man and openly forgive him for taking the life of his beloved son. It was one of those moments of television I will never forget, both the father and the murderer crying—the emotions were raw.

In Ken’s words, taken from his website for Enough is Enough:

The murder of my son in 1994, I saw the way that people were being treated by ‘the system’—by that I mean by the legal system, the government, the judiciary and the broader public. I saw a real need for a holistic approach to dealing with the ills of society. Did you know that there are four-and-a-half times more words in the dictionary to describe things negatively than there are positively?
Enough is Enough
is about teaching people that when you change the way you look at the world, the world begins to change. We firmly believe you can change adversity into advantage, bitter into better and conflict into congruency.

History has demonstrated that often through the death of someone famous, there is a chain reaction among the population. The death of Princess Diana brought the British people together—a country united in grief. There was a similar impact on society with the assassinations of Gandhi and Martin Luther King. After the 9/11 terrorism attacks, I noticed that among clients, associates and friends there seemed to be an ongoing wave of internal stocktaking.

Where once these people focused on advancement, career escalation and complaining of not having enough, suddenly there existed a realisation—a new vision through the impact of this tragedy. They came to cherish what was truly the most important thing in their lives—the love of family and friends.

I recall a male client of mine, in his mid-forties, seeking a consultation after this event. The knowledge that he had become a work-obsessed executive with little time for his wife and children was burning him up. He realised his children had grown up before his eyes and he didn’t even know which were their favourite TV shows and the names of their friends.

His reading confirmed to me that the life changes he was considering would be successful. That evening he called a family conference, resulting in a decision that he would leave his high pressure job and follow his personal dream of developing an internet business from a home office. He would then have time for the things he and the family craved for—time! Several years passed and I heard from an associate that he has never looked back.

I have come to realise through Dearly Departed readings that there appears to be a greater plan in the Spiritual realms. Souls are chosen—or perhaps they have chosen themselves—to be ‘sacrificial lambs’, to return to this life with a particular mission, a task that will greatly change the structure of how society thinks and acts. Their deaths have in fact been ‘gifts’ to humankind to instigate greater change—and for this I thank them!

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Life beyond the physical world Life beyond the physical world

When I consider the hour that will come In which my spirit will be one with God It is then that my joy will be complete It is then that I will see the whole creation All of its secrets will be revealed to me And my knowledge will be perfect The galaxies will be at arm’s distance I will touch the stars with my bare hands The beauty of every flower, mountain and valley No longer will be a secret And every creature will reveal to me The immense, awe-inspiring world Created by God’s loving hand And so I stroll on the bottom of the oceans Ride a comet through a million stars Or watch a flower grow I will look in the eyes of other angels To meet in them the same beatitude In which my spirit rejoices.

Unknown

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liken Spirit to a mother who tells her children she has eyes in the back of her head. How does she know her children are up to mischief? She’s using her well-honed skills of knowing them ‘oh so well’.

So too our dearly departeds know us very well. They will line up amazing synchronicities to pass on messages of love and hope and, in some cases, to put to rest unsolved questions concerning their passing. They orchestrate meetings and divine timing when someone or something can be used as a vessel or a tool, a voice to be an instrument from the life beyond to the physical world.

Nothing is impossible as far as they’re concerned.

I’ve been told by many clients after the passing of someone close that they’ve have episodes of lights going on and off by themselves, and even television sets switching on unaided.

We take for granted how frequently we use our telephone, allowing us to keep in touch with significant others. Perhaps it’s this same vibrational frequency and carefree attitude that Spirit see as a portal from their world to ours—a magnetic pull, a manipulation of molecules and energy to transport their inner dialogue to the living. Similar to a dog who can hear a whistle inaudible to human hearing yet profoundly clear to the vibrational frequency of the dog’s ears, we too can learn to raise our energy vibrations and tap into the world of Spirit communication; the world of the psychic medium.

Given that radio is made up of frequency waves, it seems a natural communication tool that the ‘other side’ would be drawn to use as a vehicle to ‘tune into’ to disseminate their messages. We don’t see radio frequencies or waves, yet we trust that when we switch on the radio and adjust the dial to our favourite radio station, we will be instantly connected to the world of mass media— music, the latest celebrity gossip, weather forecasts brought to you by a DJ’s voice which is propelled down a microphone into frequencies that are played into your radio band. This, I sense, is how Spirit link their connection to the living. All they need is for you to believe, be observant and be open to receiving.

Spirit is practical—they use signs, movies, songs, feelings, smells, sounds, even taste or a memory to get their cryptic messages across. I have learnt not to question what is given, just to say or write it down and allow the natural flow of information to come through. Once you start to analyse what is given, you lose the spontaneity or free flow of information. This is similar to the feeling of being interrupted when you’re in the middle of a conversation and you lose your train of thought.

Learning to be calm and relaxed aids the information flow.

Having a faith in what I believe coupled with a dash of patience, I have learnt to stay focused. This isn’t an easy task when you’re working on live television or radio, where you may well be interviewed by a sceptic reporter or a DJ who is hell-bent on keeping his reputation as a shock jock intact by trying to discredit your gift and abilities.

Life is a school and I’m constantly challenged by Spirit to learn, investigate and understand how they wish to use my abilities for the glorification of their lives. It hasn’t been easy. In the past I have become unravelled, frazzled and hard on myself, believing

I could have done more to hone my craft. My mother taught me to close my eyes when doing a psychic reading so as not to be distracted by outside influences, but this isn’t a good look while working on television, so slowly I’ve had to retrain myself to work in a different manner. Those closest to me have commented that they know when I’m ‘working’ as I seem to get a glazed look in my eyes!

One question that’s raised continually in the media is: ‘How do you know if it really is the voice of Spirit you’re hearing, and not just you thinking it or making it up?’ Practice, practice, practice.

Many years of life experience, lessons and learning to fine-tune your personal receiver set—the human body—and how your receiver interprets the data from the six senses of sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste and intuition, added to experience and maturity, is where your strengths of discrimination between fact, fiction and delivering an accurate interpretation lie.

I have learnt when I experience an inner stillness within my body, an internal strength and ‘a peace that passeth all understanding’, I know that what I am interpreting is correct. Some refer to this as a ‘knowingness’. I have found that in some instances when I receive a pain in my body, unless I can accurately predict why I am receiving this message for the client or the deceased, it stays with me! When I hit the right interpretation, the pain or discomfort instantly leaves.

How does a mother know there’s something wrong with her child? She senses danger, a disturbance in the child’s well-being.

How do policemen know they’re hunting the right person for the crime? Some say it’s a gut reaction, others call it a hunch. Some say ‘things just don’t add up’, ‘something doesn’t sit right with me’ or ‘I smell a rat’. These are all small pieces of the psychic puzzle that on a daily basis we take for granted—what our intuition is telling or confirming to us.

Silence is golden. You know how much easier it is to have a telephone conversation when there is little background noise. You can concentrate, listen and enjoy the exchange with more ease.

You can allow stillness into your life and let yourself become more accessible to the small messages, symbols or clues your loved ones are trying to communicate to you.

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A lost soul finds a voice A lost soul finds a voice

They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.

Carl W. Buechner

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know when we’re open to communication, wonderful things can happen. So when the radio station solicited for callers to register for on-air ‘Dearly Departed’ readings and Jessica had been selected from one of the registrations, I wondered what Spirit had in store for her. The production team had rung Jessica and transferred her call to Studio 2, where I was preparing to ‘tune in’ to the other side. I was given no information except the caller’s name.

I asked the name of the person she wanted me to contact and how old they were at the time of passing. She told me it was Trevor.