Embracing the Spirits: True Stories of My Encounters With the Other Side Read Online Free PDF Page A
Author: Barbara Parks
Tags: supernatural, Body; Mind & Spirit, on vacation, personal journey of gradually accepting and embracing the clairvoyant gifts that allow her to see spirits. She shares dramatic and heartwarming stories of interacting with spirits who turn up everywhere: at home, Traumatized by vicious poltergeist attacks that lasted five years, she receives a miraculous visit from him. This joyous experience marks her first step toward healing—and opening up to spirit world.In the Presence of Spirits chronicles Barbara’s uplifting, Barbara Parks never imagined that her deep-rooted fear of ghosts would disappear. A momentous turning point occurs when, still mourning the sudden death of a beloved friend, these amazing true tales are convincing reminders that our loved ones are never far away., and accompanying her patients. From the departed uncle that protects Barbara’s young children from grave injury to the child spirits who bring comfort to their parents
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I asked it to stop, after which I asked for the pendulum to
indicate a NO. At this request, the pendulum began moving back and forth; in a straight, deliberate line.
“Great,” I said. “Thank you! OK Matilda, you can start ask-
ing questions …”
Matilda was a little uneasy to begin with, but as the conver-
sation began, she became increasingly bolstered.
We discovered that the spirit sitting on Matilda’s left was a
young man named Gary, the brother of an ex-boyfriend. Gary
was an eager communicator and his replies came through
strongly. He was also quick to comply with requests to appear in our photos, and repeatedly showed himself as a small, vivid orb.
Meanwhile, the spirit to Matilda’s right waited patiently
beside her, occasionally wandering towards the staircase, but
never straying far from Matilda’s side. Once we’d promised
Gary that we would arrange for an opportunity for him to talk
to his brother, he was happy to step back and allow the other
spirit to take over.
We had thought Gary’s energy had been strong, but this
presence was even stronger.
“Are you related to me?” asked Matilda.
The pendulum began to go around in an ever-increasing
circle, spinning faster and faster with each turn.
Yes!
28 Matilda
Matilda asked the pendulum to stop, after which she asked
if she was communicating with her father. The large circles
started up again.
Another Yes!
By now Matilda had cast her fears aside and was well and
truly savouring the moment. She asked question after ques-
tion, all of which validated Matt’s presence. Matilda took
things one step further as she asked for a physical sign.
“Can you make a noise for me Dad?” she asked.
A small bang came from the ceiling above us.
“Umm … can you do it a bit louder?” she asked cheekily, “I
really want a sign Dad!”
A louder bang came fromthe same spot on the ceiling, and the pendulum (which I was now holding) began to go berserk.
The circles it was transcribing were getting bigger and bigger, the pendulum was moving so rapidly it was beginning to look
like a blur. And then, as part of the grand finale, it flung out of my hand, flew across the length of the table where it landed with a triumphant clatter.
Matilda and I looked at each other, with eyes as wide as
our excited smiles.
“Thanks Dad!” she said happily, the fears she had walked in
with replaced by excitement and joy. She could barely contain
her excitement and wasted no time in getting on the phone to
tell her mother.
I knew then, that this was just the beginning of Matt and
Matilda’s story. Matt had a wonderfully strong energy and I
had no doubt he would put it to good use by proving to his
family that his spirit lived on.
chapter four
M a t t
Less than a week later, Matilda came by for another visit.
This meeting was arranged specifically with the aim of mak-
ing contact with Matt; and as such Matilda was joined by her
mother, Sue and two of her aunties.
Matt had been making his presence felt for the few days
since Matilda’s first visit and I was convinced that he wanted to make further contact with his family. I mostly saw him sitting on the downstairs lounge as a vague, luminescent figure;
but he would also catch my attention by periodically flashing
his bright spirit light.
On one occasion I saw him standing behind the bar; so
vividly that at first glance I thought it was my husband, Stu
preparing for drinks o’clock! Another time I was sitting in the kitchen with my son, Danny, when Matt suddenly appeared
above the island, radiating an intense purple light.
“Danny!” I exclaimed. “Look! Can you see the spirit with
us?”
29
30 Matt
Dan looked towards Matt and smiled, then continued eat-
ing his breakfast.
“Yep,” he said casually.
“What colour is he shining at you?” I asked equally flip-
pantly.
“Purple!” he laughed.
I was consumed with happiness.
tion.
I asked it to stop, after which I asked for the pendulum to
indicate a NO. At this request, the pendulum began moving back and forth; in a straight, deliberate line.
“Great,” I said. “Thank you! OK Matilda, you can start ask-
ing questions …”
Matilda was a little uneasy to begin with, but as the conver-
sation began, she became increasingly bolstered.
We discovered that the spirit sitting on Matilda’s left was a
young man named Gary, the brother of an ex-boyfriend. Gary
was an eager communicator and his replies came through
strongly. He was also quick to comply with requests to appear in our photos, and repeatedly showed himself as a small, vivid orb.
Meanwhile, the spirit to Matilda’s right waited patiently
beside her, occasionally wandering towards the staircase, but
never straying far from Matilda’s side. Once we’d promised
Gary that we would arrange for an opportunity for him to talk
to his brother, he was happy to step back and allow the other
spirit to take over.
We had thought Gary’s energy had been strong, but this
presence was even stronger.
“Are you related to me?” asked Matilda.
The pendulum began to go around in an ever-increasing
circle, spinning faster and faster with each turn.
Yes!
28 Matilda
Matilda asked the pendulum to stop, after which she asked
if she was communicating with her father. The large circles
started up again.
Another Yes!
By now Matilda had cast her fears aside and was well and
truly savouring the moment. She asked question after ques-
tion, all of which validated Matt’s presence. Matilda took
things one step further as she asked for a physical sign.
“Can you make a noise for me Dad?” she asked.
A small bang came from the ceiling above us.
“Umm … can you do it a bit louder?” she asked cheekily, “I
really want a sign Dad!”
A louder bang came fromthe same spot on the ceiling, and the pendulum (which I was now holding) began to go berserk.
The circles it was transcribing were getting bigger and bigger, the pendulum was moving so rapidly it was beginning to look
like a blur. And then, as part of the grand finale, it flung out of my hand, flew across the length of the table where it landed with a triumphant clatter.
Matilda and I looked at each other, with eyes as wide as
our excited smiles.
“Thanks Dad!” she said happily, the fears she had walked in
with replaced by excitement and joy. She could barely contain
her excitement and wasted no time in getting on the phone to
tell her mother.
I knew then, that this was just the beginning of Matt and
Matilda’s story. Matt had a wonderfully strong energy and I
had no doubt he would put it to good use by proving to his
family that his spirit lived on.
chapter four
M a t t
Less than a week later, Matilda came by for another visit.
This meeting was arranged specifically with the aim of mak-
ing contact with Matt; and as such Matilda was joined by her
mother, Sue and two of her aunties.
Matt had been making his presence felt for the few days
since Matilda’s first visit and I was convinced that he wanted to make further contact with his family. I mostly saw him sitting on the downstairs lounge as a vague, luminescent figure;
but he would also catch my attention by periodically flashing
his bright spirit light.
On one occasion I saw him standing behind the bar; so
vividly that at first glance I thought it was my husband, Stu
preparing for drinks o’clock! Another time I was sitting in the kitchen with my son, Danny, when Matt suddenly appeared
above the island, radiating an intense purple light.
“Danny!” I exclaimed. “Look! Can you see the spirit with
us?”
29
30 Matt
Dan looked towards Matt and smiled, then continued eat-
ing his breakfast.
“Yep,” he said casually.
“What colour is he shining at you?” I asked equally flip-
pantly.
“Purple!” he laughed.
I was consumed with happiness.
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