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OK, I’m back. Did you notice Black Hawk’s influence coming in there? You’ll get used to it. I know I have, even though these horns on my head are getting extremely heavy!
So where were we? Oh yes, Anne and I met in 1990, got engaged in 1992, and surprise, surprise, married in 1993 – all very normal and straightforward. And so it was. Life was good, I was happy. My job was stress-free and I was living with somebody who made me feel much more confident about myself, without having to resort to alcohol. We moved in together in 1992 to a small two-bed semi in Kilmarnock. The house was only about five years old but I soon identified some peculiar spiritual activity within. The house was built on the site of an old ceramics factory and I felt certain that workers who may have died there were wandering around my house.
We had only been living there for a few weeks when one afternoon Anne had left me decorating our bathroom, while she went shopping of course. Suddenly I became aware of the handle of the bathroom door being pushed down as if someone was trying to come in. I presumed that Anne had just returned early from her shopping trip so I naturally continued with my decorating. After about ten minutes had passed I suddenly heard a strange whistling sound from outside the bathroom door. As I knew that Anne couldn’t whistle, I decided to investigate. There was nobody outside and Anne was definitely not in our house – we had a lodger!
We stayed in that house for nine years and it was a surprisingly happy house with just the three of us! There were many paranormal experiences and I was sure that a young boy in spirit was responsible. I don’t know why he was with us, or where he died, but he never intended to cause us harm. He certainly didn’t want to crush us in metal!
When we later moved house in the year 2000 I’m sure he missed us, as the lady who bought our house telephoned me shortly afterwards, in a state of alarm. The carbon monoxide detector that was situated just inside the front door had gone off during the night and as a result the Gas authorities had switched off her gas supply as a precaution. She wondered if I had ever had any problems with the detector as she claimed that it would start beeping and then suddenly stop, before starting again. She had been informed by British Gas that detectors don’t normally work this way and they couldn’t understand why it was even going off in the first place as there was definitely no gas escaping from the house. I told her that it was probably a faulty detector and that I would buy her a new model. When my wife asked what the problem was I told her that our wee boy was simply missing us, but had started to play with his new friend!
During this period of my life my main interest was song writing. When I say it was an interest, it was more like an obsession. I would write and record my own songs before sending them off to people like Simon Cowell, who would subsequently flush them down his toilet. It was an expensive hobby and one that was always really destined to fail. I always felt that I had the ability to succeed but the music business is like the lottery, there are millions of hopefuls looking for that one big prize – and ultimately greed and ego govern that prize.
I also played in several bands as a guitarist. We were never very good; in fact we were total rubbish. How we never got a record deal I’ll never know!
The nineties came and disappeared in a flash. The millennium would soon be upon us and my life would suddenly change quite drastically. The quiet, peaceful, happy life that I had enjoyed for the last nine years or so was about to become a roller coaster ride of emotions and a prelude to my spiritual re-awakening.
Incidentally, I did pass my driving test. Job done!
Now where did I park that ‘metal crushing’ Tonka truck?
Chapter 6
THE MILLENNIUM
As the year 2000 rapidly approached, the world held its breath hoping our everyday lives wouldn’t collapse under a cloud of smouldering mass hysteria, for apparently we were being held to ransom by a mysterious phenomenon known simply as the ‘millennium bug’.
And as the clock tentatively crept past midnight on the 1st of January 2000, we all cheered and celebrated the birth of a great new century. But secretly our minds were full of worry for our video recorders and microwave ovens. Would they suddenly sprout arms and legs and attack us with fireballs from their failed digital timers?
We still don’t know who started the rumours about technology being corrupted by the dawn of this new era that we now suddenly found ourselves in. Yes, we had arrived safely in 2000, and thankfully our computers still showed the correct time and date. But why wouldn’t they?
You see, time is not a universal force of nature. Time does not have the ability to cause the world to change course or indeed to end the world. Time is simply a man-made measurement of physical decay.
Of course, scientists will argue that time is relevant to all scientific experiments and almost all of the laws of natural physics. And they would be correct. However, this only applies to the physical world – not the laws of the spirit world, and ultimately not the laws of the universe as a whole.
If you were to consider that the spirit world has no physical restrictions, then wouldn’t the measurement of time be totally irrelevant? If spirits wished to travel from one place to another, no matter the distance perceived by us, and there was no physical mass to be carried during that journey, then we can logically assume that the spirit energy would reach that destination instantaneously. In actual fact, spirits travel so fast that they can realistically be in more than one place at the exact same time. So how do they do it? Well, you will ultimately find out one day, but meanwhile I will try and explain the process in simplified terms.
Let’s imagine you are in a dream. You see something in your dream that reminds you of a place that you once visited, and suddenly you are there, in that exact place that you imagined. And, after arriving instantly, you will never remember how you quite got there. Furthermore, you aren’t imagining it, you really have been transported to that place by your thoughts, and those thoughts are real to you.
Some psychics call this phenomenon ‘astral travel’. Try it tonight when you go to sleep, or even in meditation. You can go wherever you want – as long as it’s not North Korea, they won’t let you in!
Travelling at this supersonic speed can have its advantages. Spirits can develop the ability to look into our future, as without time delays the future can suddenly become the present! This is how mediums and psychics can access your future via spirit contact.
Of course, there are also disadvantages. Spirit energy functions at a far higher vibration than what our physical senses perceive. If you can imagine a cheetah flying past a tortoise and trying to say hello on the way past, then you will appreciate how difficult it can be for the two parties to effectively communicate. That is the main reason why most of us human beings are not openly aware of spiritual energy. The trick is to condition our mind in order to shut out all distractions, thus allowing spirit energy to come forward and meet us halfway. We may still only get part of the message as the energy attempts to enter our thoughts, and this is also why spirit communication can be particularly inconsistent. Both parties will be attempting desperately to make sense of each other and inevitably mistakes will be made. But when they do suddenly click – it’s magical!
I hope you are all still with me at this point, for the spirit world is a complex environment where you are always learning and developing new skills. I have been informed that even my knowledge of the spiritual world is fairly limited and won’t realistically begin to develop until I pass over to the higher dimension.
I have regularly communicated with spirits who have lived many lives and been progressively developing in the spirit world for centuries, and who are also still learning new ways to enhance their knowledge of universal life.
To try and fully understand how the spirit world works in relation to the physical world would be like trying to count the number of fish in the sea. By the time you eventually reached a conclusion, the number of fish would naturally have changed due to the continuing development of nature.
The universe is indeed constantly changing. Each day brings new lives to the physical world and returns souls to the spirit world, thus affecting the universal axis of life. Rather than attempt to fully understand the process, it is much more beneficial to embrace the ideals behind this chain of events.
A question that I am often asked is, ‘Has our future already been decided?’ The answer is most definitely NO!
We’ve all heard of Karma and the law of ‘cause and effect’. Every one of us is responsible for our own acts or thoughts and as such we are responsible for our own individual Karma. Nothing has yet to be decided.
If a medium gives someone a message regarding their future then that message has come from a spirit who has been able to retrieve that information by the means previously suggested. However, that does not mean that the event has already taken place. It has still to happen here in the physical world and we have the choice to decide which course of action to take that is our Karma.
So, in actual fact, each choice that we make, each word that we say, each letter that I type on my keyboard, every sound that we make, every step that we take – determines our Karma, and furthermore determines our destiny. Only you can live your life and it is far better to live a life of mistakes, than forsake a life full of regrets.
At this point, may I recommend that you stop reading, bookmark the page, and give yourself some time to try and digest what Mr Chung has just transcribed. If you have just read this chapter in bed, then please don’t continue reading till the next day. You should have a wonderful night’s sleep.
Ultimately though, it’s your choice – your Karma. Sleep well.
Chapter 7
A NEW HOUSE FOR A NEW CENTURY
After the millennium celebrations had come and gone, thankfully with no global disasters, Anne and I made a decision to put our house on the market – it would be a new century and a new start for both of us. But after a couple of fruitless months we began to wonder if we were ever going to get a buyer. The housing market at that time was pretty stagnant and we lived in the proverbial ‘Fort Apache the Bronx’, a private estate bang, slap in the middle of the worst area in Kilmarnock.
To be fair, we rarely saw or heard much from the ‘Apaches’ that surrounded us, except at Halloween when the young bucks would venture into the heart of our fortress and attempt to ravage all manner of treasures from our humble abode. You won’t be surprised to hear that they didn’t need a costume to scare the living daylights out of the residents of our besieged estate.
Anyway, one cold Saturday morning in February, we received a telephone call from our estate agent. They were sending us two independent parties of viewers who they reckoned were sure to be interested in our property. Only two days earlier, I had walked down a quiet lane in a particularly leafy suburban area of Kilmarnock, admiring the surrounding neighbourhood and all of its appealing qualities, when suddenly a voice spoke to me clearly and precisely from within my mind: ‘You will sell your house at the weekend and purchase a house in this area only two days later.’ Wow! This was some prediction, although I knew from experience that it would almost certainly come true.
Our first viewing party arrived promptly at 11am, just enough time for Anne to wave her magic duster. The house looked immaculate and the viewers, a middle-aged couple who had just sold their house, seemed ideal buyers. They appeared to be extremely enthusiastic about our house and in fact the gentleman wanted to make a verbal offer right there and then. I told him he would need to contact the estate agent as they would inevitably take care of business. Anne nodded to me reassuringly just after they had left. ‘They will buy, I’m sure of it,’ she remarked confidently. I kept deliberately quiet. The day was young and there was still some competition arriving this afternoon. Could we have a bidding war on our hands after having had so little interest in our house for the previous three weeks?
The second viewing party arrived ten minutes later than had been prearranged with the estate agent. Anne wasn’t too perturbed, she had already decided that the previous couple would buy our house, so what happened in the afternoon would be totally irrelevant. A single woman in her early thirties arrived accompanied by her friend. She was very nice, although she didn’t display nearly as much enthusiasm as the previous viewers and in fact gave the impression that she wasn’t too impressed by the surrounding area. What was her problem? Halloween was almost nine months away!
After she had left, Anne commented that thankfully we still had the previous viewer, as the young woman clearly wasn’t interested in our lovely little house. Again, I stayed deliberately silent.
It was around four o’clock in the afternoon when the telephone suddenly rang, about an hour after the second viewer had left. As it began to ring I told my wife to quickly answer it, as the young woman would be requesting a second viewing. Anne gave me a puzzled look as she picked up the receiver, before subsequently giving me a wry smile. Sure enough the young woman was indeed requesting another appointment. She had contacted our estate agent, who was now subsequently calling us with the good news, adding that the first couple hated our house and were looking for something much bigger!
It was at this point that I decided to tell Anne about my prediction and how we would soon be living in our new house in the swanky cul-de-sac.
The young woman returned and after enquiring about the surrounding neighbourhood I did inform her it was normally very quiet, not mentioning Halloween of course she made us an acceptable offer. Job done.
Our estate agent telephoned us the very next morning. There was a house just about to come on the market and she thought it was absolutely ideal for us. This house was situated near to the mystical lane where I had my prediction.
The house was large and in need of some TLC, but the estate agent commented that the seller was desperate to move out and that if we acted quickly enough we could perhaps make an offer before the house was even officially placed on the market.
We did act quickly, we made an offer, it was accepted, and we arranged to move into our new home in only six weeks’ time. As spirit had previously predicted – all accomplished in only two days!
The new house was originally built around 1930 and apparently there had only been two previous tenants in all this time. However, from the moment I walked in the front door I could sense a hive of spiritual activity. More importantly though, there were no hostile inhabitants, apart from the odd cockroach or two!
That said, the house was clearly under a cloud of depression. Upon entering it I felt immediately as if I was suffering from a lot of heartache, although as I mentioned earlier, the house was still surprisingly welcoming. It was almost as if the house was saying, ‘Please come in and make me happy.’ I did find out some months later that the family who previously lived here had split up and there was a lot of heartbreak involved. However, the spirits who inhabited the house were not directly involved with this family, they were just reacting to the poor energy that had been created and which now lay dormant within the walls of the building.
Spirit will work with us to try and redress energy that has become stale. It is important to note that we must work in tandem with them to accomplish this task. If we remain positive in our work, then spirit will be able to work closer with us to achieve a happy and more positive energy environment. Even simply redecorating a room can lift the energy in a positive way.
Our house needed a lot of energy redressing. We redecorated all the rooms and slowly but surely began to brighten up all the furnishings. As each room was completed, I began to feel a sense of peace and calm progressively developing within the house. The level of spiritual activity also started to decrease as the spirits became more content, knowing that we were winning the battle to save our home.
Many people who view a potential new home will automatically dismiss the property if stale energy is present. We can all sense this energy. It’s not negative energy; and it’s not straight from the breath of Emily Rose. It’s just energy, simple as that. We’ve all walked into a depressing looking building and immediately felt depressed. If that building is then given a makeover then we suddenly feel more positive within its habitat. There are many television programmes highlighting the fact that a simple colour scheme and a dab of Feng Shui can completely transform the glummest of apartments into a palace of solitude fit for young executives with too much money and too little taste.
The point I’m trying to make is that we don’t need to perform an exorcism in order to rid a house of bad or stale energy. This type of energy is almost certainly caused by human misery, and unfortunately a lack of love. You just need to bring love back to the house; love each other and that house will love you back!
Anne and I brought love back to our new house and I felt that the spirits who visited us were content, happy in the knowledge that the previously depressing energy had been redressed and that we could all now live in harmony.
I can vividly remember two of my friends paying me a visit, two or maybe three weeks after our initial move. I opened the front door and they walked briskly by me, both of them curiously glancing up to the top of our staircase which led to three upstairs bedrooms, before entering our lounge and proceeding to open their cans of beer. It was a football night – an excuse really for these two guys to come and escape from their partners for a while, and for Anne and me to show off our new abode!
Before I even had the chance to join them on the sofa, Anne popped her head round from the corner of the kitchen door just to say hello and be sociable in the way that women do when there’s a football match on television and ironing to do in the kitchen!
Suddenly my two friends jumped up simultaneously from the sofa. They both looked at Anne; they then looked at me, before finally staring at the lounge door that led to the hallway, through which they had just momentarily passed.
Apparently both of them had seen a woman walking down the stairs as they had entered our house, assuming it was Anne, yet here was Anne in the kitchen – which clearly wasn’t connected to the hallway. How could she have passed them both without them noticing?
For a moment they just looked at me. I could tell they were extremely confused and frightened by what they had just witnessed and I knew they wanted me to give them some sort of assurance that they hadn’t indeed just seen an apparition.
I was actually pretty surprised myself. I had also witnessed the woman walking down the stairs, but I was even more surprised that my friends had also seen her. Three people witnessing an apparition is fantastic evidence of paranormal phenomena.
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