I was raised in a fundamentalist Christian home. My father was a preacher who believed every word in the Bible had been dictated by God. He was particularly attracted to the words of Solomon that he must not “spare the rod” in disciplining his child. When I was quite young, he would use his bare hands to smack me across the face if I forgot something or had an accident. Then after a few years, he went into the bush and pulled off a branch from which he made a cane. At the age of nine, my father used this cane to beat me when I tripped over a hole in the street and broke some eggs. Soon after, the same kind of punishment occurred when I lost a cardigan. This treatment continued right throughout my teenage years. But at the age of twenty-three, I realized that I would have to leave home. The decision was forced on me when my father used the cane because I was late for a meeting.
What I experienced at my father’s hands caused me enormous psychological damage. It destroyed my self-esteem, and I was made to feel like a failure as a believer. I had no sense of God in my life and felt that if there was a God, he had abandoned me. Then on one momentous day, my sense of abandonment was called into question. By a miracle, I came into contact with the spirit world.
The event occurred when I had two tasks to complete. One was to clip around the edges of the lawn; the other was to clean the car. I placed the cleaning equipment and my car keys in the middle of the lawn. When I had finished clipping the grass and was ready to work on the car, I could not believe it when I saw that my cleaning equipment was still there, but my car keys had disappeared. The yard layout meant it would have been impossible for anybody to steal them.
I had never encountered anything like this, which affected me deeply. I was an intelligent, rational person who viewed the world as a predominantly orderly place. But this was neither rational nor orderly. I was so challenged by the situation that I experienced a kind of breakdown.
For several days, all I could do was to walk through every room of the house, out into the yard, around and around the lawn, and back into the house again. It was as though I had been thrown into an alien universe where the laws of the only universe I had ever known had just ceased to be. I felt almost as if I no longer existed. This was when I realized that I was in serious trouble.
I kept telling myself that I had to find out what had happened to those keys. So I did something I would never have contemplated before: I made an appointment to see a psychic. From time to time, I had heard psychics speaking to people on the radio, and they seemed able to convey accurate information.
After making an appointment to see a psychic in a nearby suburb, I was greeted by an elderly man, who led me into a quiet, darkened room. After a few minutes of silence, he asked me how he could help. I told him about the disappearance of the keys and the days of desperation that followed. Eventually, he said, “I can’t see what’s happened to your keys, but I don’t think you’ll ever find them” (which turned out to be the case).
Then he said something almost incomprehensible to me.
“There’s a being on the other side who wants to talk to you. I see her in a wartime nurse’s uniform. I’m being given her first name, which is Edith. The second name starts with either a C or a K.”
After thinking about it for a moment, I said, “Would that be Edith Cavell?”
“Yes,” the psychic said. “That’s the name I’m being given.” He did not know Edith, which seemed a good sign to me.
Then things got even stranger.
“You own a pendant,” Edith declared through the psychic. She then described it accurately to me.
“When you get home,” she continued, “I want you to hold that pendant perfectly still and ask a question. If the answer is ‘yes,’ it will swing one way, and if the answer is ‘no,’ it will swing the other way.”
Being a skeptic by disposition, I quietly assured myself there was no way in the world this would work. Still, the moment I arrived home, I closed all the doors and windows so there would be no breeze, and I held that pendant rigid. Cautiously, I asked it a question, and I could hardly believe it when the thing moved! The thought that I could communicate with someone who had no physical presence in the world I occupied was mind-boggling.
Was this real? Or was I somehow moving the pendant without realizing it?
With my left hand gripped tightly around my wrist to keep it perfectly steady, I continued repeatedly asking questions, testing the pendant. Eventually, I had to concede that it wasn’t my imagination. Some other energy or spirit could control the pendant to communicate intelligently with me. It seemed like a miracle. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized it was no more extraordinary than many of the “miracle” stories I’d read in the Bible.
Although contact with psychics was regarded as contrary to Christian teaching, I recalled that in the Hebrew scriptures, King Saul contacted the witch of Endor, who could summon the spirit of the prophet Samuel. After complaining about being disturbed from his rest, Samuel accurately predicted Saul’s downfall. Thinking about this incident gave me confidence that communicating with individuals in spirit was a legitimate activity, and that I should continue along this path.
During this period, I was studying for a Master’s degree in Psychology, and most of the questions I addressed to Edith concerned the ideas of Carl Jung. For example, I would ask her, “Can we always discover our shadow side?”, “Did Jung believe in a personal God?” On one occasion, I was surprised when instead of moving vertically or horizontally, the pendant spun round in a circle. I eventually realized that some questions could not be answered with a simple “yes” or “no,” and when this happened, I would have to rephrase questions so they could be answered the usual way.
After several months of contact with Edith, the pendant suddenly stopped responding to me one day. This immediately put me into a state of panic. At first, I had a strong feeling – and I don’t know where it came from – that Edith was ending her contact with me but that someone else would carry on the work. When I asked her if this was the case, I was relieved when the pendant responded affirmatively. I then had to go through all the letters of the alphabet to find out who the new guide was. The name was Aristotle.
This can’t be true, I thought. Why would a famous philosopher want to talk to a nonentity like me? I was so freaked out about this that I went to see another psychic. I didn’t tell her anything about myself, but she said in the middle of the reading, “I see a group of ancient Greek philosophers discussing your work.”
Following this affirmation, I sat quietly in my lounge one day and, with great trepidation, asked if I was speaking to Aristotle. My joy was indescribable when the pendant moved horizontally. At first, it was difficult for me to work out what information Aristotle wanted to convey to me. But through a seemingly endless rephrasing of questions, I was told that after completing my Master’s degree in Psychology, I should apply for a PhD in philosophy. This was even though I had never even been to a philosophy lecture. When my Master’s thesis was subsequently awarded a high distinction, it confirmed Aristotle’s message that I should continue with my studies the way he had suggested.
Writing my PhD thesis meant that, initially, I was totally dependent on Aristotle for guidance, mainly because of my lack of background in the discipline. Through my use of the pendant, Aristotle was able to help me clarify what the various commentators were saying.
The more I engaged with these higher beings, the stronger and more dependable my intuition became. Before long, I understood what they wanted to share with me even before asking a question. The importance of this new skill I was developing became apparent to me one day when the pendant would not respond. Disappointed and curious to know why it had stopped working, I found myself formulating this question in my mind without really expecting to receive an answer.
But almost instantly, a strange thought popped into my head. I no longer need the pendant because I can just as easily communicate with my guides using my hands! I soon realized that this made a lot of sense; hand movements were faster. They also made it possible for me to ask questions even while driving or walking along the road.
After several months, Aristotle handed me over to the recently deceased French philosopher, Jacques Derrida, who subsequently referred me to the medieval theologian and philosopher, Thomas Aquinas.
Contact with my spirit guides continues to serve me to the present day. It has not only been philosophers who have given me important information, but other beings on a higher plane who understand the challenges of living in this changing world.
One of the important insights I have gained through contact with the spirit world is that no one kind of belief can be life-transforming. Although the idea of a personal God did not affect my own experience, it was evident that such a view was meaningful in the lives of people I knew. Through my studies and contact with spirit guides, I concluded that the whole of reality is one. This has led me to the view that transformation occurs when the deepest part of our being is opened to experiencing that oneness and that this process is unrelated to the imagined correctness of the beliefs we may hold.
The above ideas have been conveyed to me not only through the guides who helped me initially but through various other higher beings to whom I have been introduced over the years. These include entities with previous incarnations on this planet and those who have chosen to exist on higher dimensional planes.
As I had been raised in a deeply religious family, my life had been devoted to my faith and to experiencing the transformation that is promised to believers. When this did not happen, I thought at first that this was due to the psychological damage I had experienced at my father’s hands. But then I formed the view that there was another explanation. It was not as though my beliefs were incorrect since I witnessed the kind of transformation I was seeking, not only in the lives of other Christian believers but in the lives of those who held different beliefs and those who had none. This led me to wondering whether there could be a difference between the ideas we hold at a conscious level, and what is happening at the deepest level of our being.
With the help of my spirit guides, I pursued this line of inquiry through my studies and everyday experience communicating with my guides. They have helped me clarify the difference between our consciously held beliefs and what we hold at the deepest level of our being.
As a result of these insights, I have been able to experience the transformation I had initially sought through my Christian faith. This kind of transformation has been experienced by mystics in various cultures, most of whom do not hold to the idea of a personal God. The alternative they present is that everything in the universe is one, and the goal of our lives is to engage with that oneness. Pursuing this path has enabled me to experience a sense of connectedness to other people and accept life’s challenges.
All of these discoveries were made possible because of the intervention of higher-level beings. They initially caused my keys to disappear, leading me to connect with those entities who could help me understand the mystery of our existence. At the same time, they have enabled me to experience the transformation I initially sought through my Christian faith. They have also guided me in writing a book where I outline my journey and the strange events that have led me to where I am today.
My contact with the spirit world is continuous, and it involves not only the big questions that philosophers address but the common issues that confront us each day. Being able to seek guidance from beings who can see far more than we ever can, has enriched my life beyond measure.