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Authors: 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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able to provide proof of his presence as he had hoped.
As we debriefed afterwards, we were all similarly heart-
ened by the evening’s events. We were in no doubt that we had
just shared a wonderful experience with Matt, and we were
Matt 35
convinced that he was equally delighted with the success of
the night.
As evidenced by the large number of orbs which showed
themselves prior to our table-tipping session, I knew that my
preparations had attracted a large number of spirits to our
home.
As I lay on my bed the following afternoon, I noticed doz-
ens of flashing lights up near the ceiling. I was speaking on the phone to my friend, Deb, and was telling her about the previous night’s events.
The camera was beside me on the bed, so I grabbed it
and took a quick snap. Not surprisingly, the photo was sprin-
kled with numerous shining orbs. In light of this, I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised by what happened next …
It was a few hours later and I had not long fallen asleep.
I was woken by my bed shaking, in the same steady rhythm
that the table had been shaking the night before. I wasted no
time snapping on the bedside lamp and as I sat up, the bed
continued to shake.
“Guys!” I said in a voice which betrayed my nervousness.
“Stop this right now!”
The bed continued to shake.
“If you freak me out, I’ll end up blocking you out forever.
This isn’t fair, it’s my rest time!”
I went on to tell them that there had to be boundaries.
The spirits were welcome to contact me, but preferably not
at night. And especially not when I was alone! I asked them to only come in the day time, or at night only if they had been
invited.
It took quite some time, but the bed eventually stopped
shaking and I got out my pendulum once again.
36 Matt
Matt stepped forward.
“Was that you shaking my bed?” I asked.
NO.
“ Were spirits shaking my bed?”
YES.
“ Were they trying to frighten me?”
NO.
“Were they trying to get my attention?”
YES.
“Was there a main instigator?”
YES.
At this, I immediately knew it was Gary, the young man
who had shown himself at Matilda’s first visit. I asked Matt if he would please encourage Gary to step forward.
“Gary?” I asked, “Are you here?”
YES.
“Were you shaking my bed?”
YES.
“Are you going to do it again?”
NO.
“Promise?”
YES!
And at this, I made a promise of my own. Whatever it took,
I would find a way to contact Gary’s family. Gary didn’t want to frighten me, he was just desperate to let his family know that he was OK. I just needed to work out how I was going to facilitate a meeting with a family I had never met. Now that the doors of communication were open, there was no way I could turn back.
I hoped that between us, Gary and I would find a way.
chapter five
G a r y
As my mediumship abilities have developed over time, I’ve
certainly noticed how some spirits will do whatever it takes
to make themselves known to me. This is particularly true of
those who have taken their own lives. No matter how tenuous
the link between myself and the spirit, these souls somehow
manage to find me. Sometimes it feels as though they have
deliberately sought me out, to help them pass on messages of
reassurance to the families they have left behind.
This was particularly true with Gary, who made himself
known to me when the young journalist Matilda came to my
home. As you may recall, I was trying to facilitate contact
between Matilda and her father Matt; yet Gary was desperate
to be acknowledged and kept repeatedly butting in.
Matilda had been in a relationship with Gary’s brother,
Callum. He was now taking advantage of Matilda’s connec-
tion to me, in order to come through.
37
38 Gary
Unbeknownst to me at the time, there was another con-
nection between Gary and myself; he had actually been a
patient at my clinic. I have no idea how the realisation dawned on me but I was suddenly
able to provide proof of his presence as he had hoped.
As we debriefed afterwards, we were all similarly heart-
ened by the evening’s events. We were in no doubt that we had
just shared a wonderful experience with Matt, and we were
Matt 35
convinced that he was equally delighted with the success of
the night.
As evidenced by the large number of orbs which showed
themselves prior to our table-tipping session, I knew that my
preparations had attracted a large number of spirits to our
home.
As I lay on my bed the following afternoon, I noticed doz-
ens of flashing lights up near the ceiling. I was speaking on the phone to my friend, Deb, and was telling her about the previous night’s events.
The camera was beside me on the bed, so I grabbed it
and took a quick snap. Not surprisingly, the photo was sprin-
kled with numerous shining orbs. In light of this, I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised by what happened next …
It was a few hours later and I had not long fallen asleep.
I was woken by my bed shaking, in the same steady rhythm
that the table had been shaking the night before. I wasted no
time snapping on the bedside lamp and as I sat up, the bed
continued to shake.
“Guys!” I said in a voice which betrayed my nervousness.
“Stop this right now!”
The bed continued to shake.
“If you freak me out, I’ll end up blocking you out forever.
This isn’t fair, it’s my rest time!”
I went on to tell them that there had to be boundaries.
The spirits were welcome to contact me, but preferably not
at night. And especially not when I was alone! I asked them to only come in the day time, or at night only if they had been
invited.
It took quite some time, but the bed eventually stopped
shaking and I got out my pendulum once again.
36 Matt
Matt stepped forward.
“Was that you shaking my bed?” I asked.
NO.
“ Were spirits shaking my bed?”
YES.
“ Were they trying to frighten me?”
NO.
“Were they trying to get my attention?”
YES.
“Was there a main instigator?”
YES.
At this, I immediately knew it was Gary, the young man
who had shown himself at Matilda’s first visit. I asked Matt if he would please encourage Gary to step forward.
“Gary?” I asked, “Are you here?”
YES.
“Were you shaking my bed?”
YES.
“Are you going to do it again?”
NO.
“Promise?”
YES!
And at this, I made a promise of my own. Whatever it took,
I would find a way to contact Gary’s family. Gary didn’t want to frighten me, he was just desperate to let his family know that he was OK. I just needed to work out how I was going to facilitate a meeting with a family I had never met. Now that the doors of communication were open, there was no way I could turn back.
I hoped that between us, Gary and I would find a way.
chapter five
G a r y
As my mediumship abilities have developed over time, I’ve
certainly noticed how some spirits will do whatever it takes
to make themselves known to me. This is particularly true of
those who have taken their own lives. No matter how tenuous
the link between myself and the spirit, these souls somehow
manage to find me. Sometimes it feels as though they have
deliberately sought me out, to help them pass on messages of
reassurance to the families they have left behind.
This was particularly true with Gary, who made himself
known to me when the young journalist Matilda came to my
home. As you may recall, I was trying to facilitate contact
between Matilda and her father Matt; yet Gary was desperate
to be acknowledged and kept repeatedly butting in.
Matilda had been in a relationship with Gary’s brother,
Callum. He was now taking advantage of Matilda’s connec-
tion to me, in order to come through.
37
38 Gary
Unbeknownst to me at the time, there was another con-
nection between Gary and myself; he had actually been a
patient at my clinic. I have no idea how the realisation dawned on me but I was suddenly
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