How my spiritual development started
I am a normal down to earth bloke. Over the years I have had more questions than answers on my life’s journey.From butchering to plastering,labouring to working in the prison service I have had quite a varied work life. In that time I have met a large range of diverse people who have all had their own beliefs. I used to deal with all these different people without considering why people act in the way they do. Everything with me was either black or white; no middle ground.
Towards the end of my time in the prison service something happened to me that really changed how I felt about life as a whole.
Like everybody else who works in a stressful job I had my worries and anxieties.As a result of this I ended up in hospital with a kidney stone. While I was in hospital I met a man who was to change my perspective on life. This chap was only in for a relatively minor procedure. We got talking and I found out he was suffering from terminal cancer. No doubt in his position it does change your perspective on life but I remember him saying,
“You never know how long you have in this world so don’t sweat the small stuff. It only hurts you not others when you stress and worry, so let it go!”
The next morning on returning from the bathroom, he collapsed and died in front of me. His death made our earlier conversation especially poignant. This had a profound effect on me.I knew that I had to make changes. First up was to leave the source of my stress behind. I left the prison service shortly after and I ended up labouring on a building site.It was here that I started to sense somebody who smoked I kept getting the smell of fag smoke around me. I have never smoked so this was indeed a strange phenomenon.
One day I was clearing an area on site ready for the next lot of materials coming in and I saw in the corner what appeared to be a person. Looking closer, it was my grandad or at least a vision of him complete with his traditional flat cap and cadging bag that I remember him with.
Now seeing someone who had died as clear as a bell is somewhat scary and I needed answers. Where do you start when you are stubborn and insensitive? Where do you go to to talk about this sort of thing? I ended up at a spiritual church. With like minded people a lot of my ideas began to unwind and take on different forms. I found myself opening up to the possibility that there were maybe other ways of thinking. Things didn’t necessarily fit into the black and white theory anymore.
Initially I went to church for the peaceful environment. Here I was made to feel very welcome.As I began to relax I started to fit in. I had a lot of questions and not a lot of answers. I decided to join the development circle. Initially I found the sessions at circle difficult, opening up to people I didn’t know made me feel a bit daft. There was nobody and I mean nobody who has felt as awkward as me discussing what I had seen and experienced.I felt it was like “spooky” counselling. Despite this my love for the work of mediums and psychics continued to grow alongside my curiosities to all things spiritual. I was even told that I had potential to do this sort of work for myself, I wasn’t convinced.
Now I am not a particularly religious person. I do believe in universal energy and I liked the peaceful environment the church gave.I carried on going to services. Over the next few months I had many
readings at the divine services. 99% of the people that read for me picked up on my grandad. He was becoming an ever present and it dawned on me he was there for a reason.He was there to guide me along this new pathway.About this time that I began to get the sense that there was something to what people were saying to me about my abilities. I now wanted to fully explore my own potential.
Having now attended a good few courses on development I feel that you never stop learning. I always look forward to new challenges and opportunities to grow spiritually.
Throughout my spiritual journey and development I have discovered a joy, love and deep sense of satisfaction in passing on information that a recipient can validate. I hope that this also proves their loved ones are still around. This can bring a great sense of peace and comfort to the individual. It is always an honour and a privilege to work for spirit. It is my hope that any work I do for people brings them as much joy as it does for me doing the readings.