My Story

Chapter 2                                                                                                                        Page 6

Now, I have explained One of my many visions to you, let me now explain One off my many miracles.

I don’t know which one to share.

I know, let’s begin with this one.

When my spiritual awakening took hold in 2008, it can only be explained as complete madness, bizarre even, a feeling of chaos, confusion, a darkness, a loneliness I could not shake off.

What was happening to me?

Why was I so lost? 

 Despair hit, my Faith being tested like never before.

The tears, forever seemed to be falling, my Heart aching, a longing, to just go home.

Not my Home, my property, one with a key to let me inside, not the one which I pay my bills each month.

I felt stranded between Two worlds.

One, my human self, unsure off where I was heading, One, which I understood to be my spiritual world.

Why though were the thoughts of returning home so apparent in my mind.

I did not want to leave this world, a longing to belong though, ever getting stronger.

I wanted my Human world to accept me, allowing me to continue to explore, to grow, to experience, this blessing called life.

Time passed, the years, forever getting confusing, I understood though how I could receive my answers, I would call upon my Angels.

They would give me my answers subtle at times, sometimes though, the answer would feel like they slapped me in my face, waking me up, to feel present.

I sat one day, thinking that all of this madness, just a dream, none off it real, how could it be, I told myself, convinced myself, since my moment of birth, my Angels, they did not sit by my side, hold my hand, rock me to sleep at night, listen as I sent my prayers to my Father in Heaven.

Why was I thinking like this? 

The tears rolling down my cheeks as I placed my loaded fork, full of shepherds pie, to the parting in my lips, only for this to fall.

Looking down, my tears stopped, my mouth, open in a gasp, my head shaking from side to side,

Blinking now, through the tears that had attached themselves to the end of my darkened lashes.

What I witnessed, stays in my memory forever, keeps me believing,

Yes, my trials still come, my Faith still tested, but what I witnessed, what I felt on that day, gives me Hope, Strength, Courage, belief, that we are surrounded by our Angels, our miracles are there for us too see.

Let’s finish off this miracle.

As my food fell and my eyes followed, there sitting beautifully entwined with the pleat within my Orange blouse was a large White Feather, not one off small, which I may have missed, my Feather came with assurance that My Angels we’re communicating with me, I was not alone.

My tears fell, not ones off sadness, but of Hope, Faith and Trust.

Yet again, whenever I found myself doubting my Angels, my Faith, a message, a sign, an answer always arrives.

I will share with you as I write My story the never ending miracles I have encountered.

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

My Story

Chapter 2                                                                                                                                 Page 5

My visions, let’s explore these today, where do I start? 

So many to share with you all.

My first of what I can remember, myself at Five years old, walking to school with my Sister, holding hands, laughing away, no care in the world, just free to express laughter and happiness.

Today, was a Thursday, swimming lessons, not at my place of learning, a short walk away, arriving to a place resembling paradise, large Willow trees, standing erect, with the wayward, weeping willow branches, the tips, gently stroking the ground, gently rocking, in the ever so slight breeze,

Each one placed as if deliberate, to cover the pool, planted neatly, in among all of this beauty.

I remember the teacher pulling back the cover, the natural Blue waters, still, no movement, just capturing, the sunlight, flowing through the gaps, in the trees.

Not a confident swimmer, biting my nails, whilst standing, by the pools edge, sporting my Blue swimsuit, with little Pink poker dots.

My Blonde hair, tied into Two perfect bunches.

My tummy trembling, sure, I spotted the White polystyrene floats, to support me, still I was scared, I needed my Mum, just too let me know she would help me into the water, not leaving the pools edge, until my first lap complete.

My Mother was at home, I was all alone, myself, now in my head, just the sound of my classmates, their splashes and laughter, as they jumped into the pool.

My teacher tried to comfort me, inviting me to sit on the pools edge, just dipping my feet into the Water.

So I did, this didn’t help though, it just confirmed my fears, once I moved forward, I would be submerged in this ocean of water, or a least this is what it felt like to me.

I don’t know how long I had been sitting, still biting my nails, I’m sure I didn’t have much more biting to do.

Then something changed, everything so still, the sound of the other children, my ears, now not hear.

Silence, everything magnified, the colours brighter, the insects more visible to my eyes, even the tiny ants, which I had not noticed, scurrying past me, carrying a leaf, between them became visible,

I then felt a presence, not one I could see, just feel, this presence felt adult in size, displaying a gentle and soothing aura, immediately I felt safe, protected, assured, all will be okay.

I then heard, not out loud, but from within my body, soul and mind, that I should not fear the water, I will be supported slowly into the water, I will be given courage to hold onto my float, the strength to hold my body to straight will be provided, whilst moving my feet slowly with the motions of the water.

I spoke to myself, I am ready, all fear removed from me.

Gently and ever so slowly, I felt Two hands hold mine, lowering me into the water, by the edge, as if by magic, my White float was before me, I then felt a hand under my  tummy, my legs naturally took the perfect position to allow my feet to help glide my body through the Blue waters.

I was swimming, I was no longer scared.

I then came out of my stillness, everyone clapping, including my Teacher.

“Well done, you’ve done it”.

A sense of achievement on my face, smiling, knowing I did not do this alone.

Without questioning Why I just said spoke within my mind

“Thank you my darling Angels, for helping me to swim today” 

“I love you”.

I was never taught about my Angels and the support they would always offer in my life, at Five years old, without searching, looking for them, I already understood through their presence they were with me and would continue to do so.

love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

My Story

 Chapter 2                                                                                                        Page 4

My words, my visions, my dreams, so important to me, I understood that they were already written into my path of life.

I didn’t know the exact time one off my visions would feel familiar to me, when one of my dreams would become evident, how my life would change, still though, a resistance from me.

Yes, I trusted, yes, I had Faith, still my Ego would come to say hello.

My human self questioning, searching, looking for a clue, a distraction, was this vision true, was my dream achievable, was this the path I should walk.

You see, this is the confusion from our human self and our spiritual self, both needing the same amount of attention, one searching externally, one already knows the answer inside our very being.

Our brains constantly working, looking for evidence, our spiritual self, requires no searching, just Trust.

As a child I saw my visions emerge many times, my teacher, would always describe me too my Mother as a daydreamer, needing to concentrate more.

I loved my visions, they would magnify my vision, everything looked brighter, more colourful, more enhanced,

I would feel my energy surrounding myself, I felt my light, leaving my body, radiating outwards, attracting all things beautiful.

I loved how the butterflies felt comfortable settling on my hand, each tiny flap of their wing in sync with each breath I took.

I would spot the birds, settled upon the branches, a tune, emerged through the small gap, their song, mesmerising, taking me deeper into my vision.

The sky, my fascination, a feeling like the sky in all it’s Blue glory, lowering, radiating towards me, as I’m seated on the ground, the fluffy White clouds, almost tickling me with their candy floss like appearance.

My visions, a blessing, as the years have passed, my understanding of them now appreciated, never questioning.

My dream, always the same, a writer, sitting in front of my typewriter, looking through my cottage window, with Blue checked curtains, while I type away, the cool breeze, touching my face, ever so lightly, bringing me comfort to type into the night,

My visions have appeared as True, my dream of writing, this too has appeared before me, I am writing for you all today and have continued this for many years now.

My path, I need to continue with trust, walking with a belief, that where my feet lead me, so shall I tread.

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

My Story

Chapter One                                                                                                                                          Page 3

As I started to get older, my prayers remained consistent morning and night, I would even find myself, my mind still, talking away to my Father, a natural flair, a normality, my best friend.

Sometimes, hours would  pass, so much shared, always a feeling, like my Heart, resembling a feather.

Always saying thank you, a wave, sincere, so grateful.

I never questioned my Faith, always a closeness, a longing, feeling loved.

Why would I not want to feel this, why would I decide to not pray, my connection with my Father lost.

I could never comprehend this, my tears falling at the very thought.

My younger years, a freedom, an innocence, the view in my mirror, I saw my soul, alive, light, full of dreams.

My Blue eyes sparkling, resembling the brightness from the stars.

My smile, no force, just beautiful, creating Two perfect dimples, settled within each cheek.

My walks, my journey in my mind, my path, no question, no searching, just guiding by Gods light.

I loved each season, each bringing a different perspective on my view our beautiful world.

I loved Spring, with its new beginnings, newly planted seeds, ready to be nurtured by the Earth, creation of things so beautiful.

I would watch for hours as I sat on the Green Grass watching the new leaves emerge, with all their colours of vibrancy.

The summer, I would love rolling down the hillsides, my trips to Malvern hills, the never ending picnics, the food freshly baked by my Mother, neatly placed within the family woven basket, each of us eager to help transport it to our favourite picnic spaces.

The summer holidays, hours upon our favourite beaches, making sandcastles and watching the sun sets.

Sitting upon the oceans edge, my soul syncing with each roll of wave, the Blue waters enticing my still, visions emerging, my writing ever present in my heart and my mind, busy, scrambling all the letters together, creating wonderful stories to tell my younger siblings at bedtime.

Autumn, wow, I see this season as our Change, our transformation, everything falling, leaving, preparing itself for the next chapter, the next new, the next year.

Winter, rest, a need to reflect, appreciate, let go, prepare for the new.

During my life, I have taken so many instances, viewed them, allowed the purpose to become evident with patience and time and with this came additional knowledge, experience and growth, all needed for my soul at this time.

I describe so much beauty and this will forever be present, tears though have been present too.

Many times have my tears fallen, sobs released from my chest and my Two hands covering both my eyes in despair, fallen to my knees and my Fathers name I have called upon to ease my pain, comforted that he is with me and hears my call for help,

I have introduced a little bit about myself, I don’t know which way my words will create, what will be there for you all to read, I just trust that my words are supported by my Faith, my dreams and visions,

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

My Story

 Chapter One                                                                                                                    Page 2                                                                              

I came to realise, I was no different from any other within this world.

Yes, we don’t look the same, unless we are identical twins, or other multiple births, where features resemble the other.

Unique as an individual we all are, our own gifts, our own dreams, our own paths for our feet to tread.

One thing we all have the same, our spiritual self, encased within a Human shell, here at this time to learn, grow, find Strength, Courage, Hope, Faith, Knowledge and Wisdom.

Your eyes, capture what my eyes see.

Your senses enticed by the aromas within our world.

The lights that present before you, that may be missed, they are there.

I look back on my journey, just walking an unknown road, trusting in where I was being led.

Why did I trust the light before me, no fear, no uncertainty, no ego in my head, planting doubts and creating sinking sand for my tiny feet to become stuck.

I trusted in the hands that were guiding me, big and strong, feeling so secure, no feeling of falling.

When I was a child small, I always knelt by my bed, my head resting, with my hands in prayer.

No one taught me how to pray, or told me this was a necessity, to me it felt so natural, morning and night, I would share my hopes and dreams with my Father, thanking him for my beautiful Angels, who sat with me each night and watched over me as I slept.

Life as a child gave me the freedom to communicate with my inner child.

If My Inner child felt safe, so did I.

I remember One Sunny day, holding my older Sisters hand, walking to school, along the lanes, Five years old I was.

I noticed how the sun rays, transformed the White Blossoms, lighting up the street, attatched to the trees of Hundred or more years.

I noticed, how the sky, perfect Blue, with tones of Blues and White, when I looked within the sky, my eyes saw more.

I saw the creation of another world, I named this Heaven.

I could sit for hours just watching the sky, watching the movement, glimpses of my Heaven, seeing different angles of my perfect world.

How could I know in my Heart, really truly know, Heaven was watching over me.

I was 5 years old, where would such imagination be created in my daydreams and my visions.

I learnt as time passed to trust in the visions being shown, It felt like my Heart slowed down, to near stopping, my mind empty, stillness within, a journey within my mind, so vivid, so colourful, so captivating.

Different from a dream, when sleep is evident.

As years passed, the visions stayed, the prayers continued and to this day, I still sit and watch the sky pass, glimpses of another world, taking me back to a child of small.

Life still brought me challenges and trials, I still felt tears of sadness, like every other, I still felt pain and hurt, like my Heart was being ripped open.

I have learnt that life is not easy, there are struggles, there are times when things get too much and the Boulder appears upon your shoulders, dragging you down, understanding, that life can get dark at times, isolation can set in and the mind can torment you, your dreams slowly fading.

It is impossible to live life as a spiritual being all of the time, Yes, there are glimpses throughout the day, that would be so amazing, no distraction from the chaos within our world.

Why?

Because we are human, chosen to live a human life.

What I have learnt is to find a balance between the Two.

When the storms come, I go quiet, sit in the still, still my mind and search for an answer from a higher perspective.

I’ve learnt every trial has a beginning and an end, with much growth to be gained, much Strength to feel and more courage to hold onto.

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

04/08/2021

My Story

 Chapter One                                                                                                                             Page 1

Where do I begin, a journey of no beginning and no end.

Do I start with my friends, my Angels, who shared my childhood.

Do I start with my Father, my creator, who created my first breath.

Do I share my amazing experiences, the ones, where your head does shake in disbelief, a smile so wide, miracles do happen.

Do I share my Faith, Trust and Hope in my Father, not visible to my eyes, felt within my Heart and soul, his presence all around.

I will start from my breath of first, my walk in life, my trials, my challenges, the storms I have been thrown into, replica of a tornado, bringing havoc, chaos, tears, many, many tears.

I was born in the 70s, where my Father carried hair, to his shoulders, sporting a moustache, laying thick under his nose.

Riding a Triumph, flares and T-shirt, Black helmet on his head.

My Mother, flared, checked skirt, sometimes flowers, with Farrah Fawcett, hairstyle, tied back in ponytail, confined within, silken bow

I loved my roll neck jumper, ribbed, complimented by red checked flares, Baycity Rollers, my favourite band.

Sitting on my tummy watching Top of the Pops, singing away too, I only want to be with you.

I am One of Five children, our childhoods were so much fun, all of us feeling free.

I never spoke of my days, my Angels by my side, laughing and whispering, soft words, within my ear.

My eyes, spotting everything, my senses heightened.

My view of the world as a child, felt dreamy, magical, excitement in my tummy, excited for the sun to shine through my draped curtains and for the lights to join me in my bedroom.

My eyes following them One by One, as they popped up, dotted, syncing within my wallpaper.

I wondered so many times, did my Brother and Sisters, feel the same as me, did their eyes, catch the coloured orbs, that followed me on my walks.

No conversation was ever had.

Even the late night stories, I would be excited to share with them, as their tiny heads emerged from their sleeping bags, thick blankets, the ones that lay upon your Grandmothers bed.

All I could see were their eyes, like saucers, taking in my every word, until their eyes rested and they fell asleep.

I would lay on my side, watching as they slept, the White shadows, sitting by, on the edge of their beds, a tiny tip of wing, strocking their faces gently.

So many questions, for a mind, so young, I suppose I was an Old Soul, looking, searching for rationale for the things I saw, nothing gave me the answers, just a feeling, a feeling of complete, feeling a love like no other and a comfort I was safe.

I always felt God with me, from the moment my eyes first woke, until my tiny lids, fell into a world of dreams and so he would join me as I slept.

I would feel such enormous love, the feeling never strayed, sometimes, I felt so overwhelmed, my tears would roll down my face, catching a sob or Two.

My Mother would ask me, why do you cry? 

I could not answer, instead, just smile.

My tears I understood, can be happy tears, not just sad.

My tears resembled, my Heart opening, I felt grateful, happy, but at times overwhelmed.

I suppose as I child, my Angelic face, slightly round, with inset dimples, Blue eyes, hair as Blonde, can be.

Carrying an innocence, no distraction from life, just carefree, allowing my own Two wings, to carry me in the wind, like a kite, capturing, every moment.

I knew I felt different, but was I, was I different at all.

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

Use Your Wings

Waking up this morning, gently rub my eyes

I stand and stare in mirror, admire view behind

I take a stretch, above my head, then I shake them out

My Two Wings, upon my back, the world, I now do shout

I’m dressed in White, around ankles so, bare my feet, are so

A band of flowers, pretty pink, around my curls, they grow

A gentle blush, upon my cheeks, my eyes of Blue alive

I’m ready to go, explore God’s land, beauty I will find

I leave my room, gentle steps I take, now I exit door

Open wings, soar through the air, urging me on more

I trail the leaves, as I do pass, dance now with the birds

I feel alive, I’m free at last, I’m ready for my world 

You do too, have your wings, they sit upon your back

Believe in you, your love to share, light you never lack

Feel now free, explore your world, in quiet, within your mind

Let your wings so open, God’s land explore, you find

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm