I went to America in 1996 with my cousin Malcolm who works there as a Spiritual Healer. He had asked if I wanted to do readings in Detroit. He was in a different location to me so I was on my own in a big hotel doing readings there every day. It sounds glamorous working in America but it is very tiring and when you are not working all you have time to do is sleep.

 

When travelling I always took a crystal with me and had onw on a table with my cards. On the Tuesday a tall black woman came to see me, she was beautiful and had a serenity about her. As she walked in and sat down her eyes went straight to the crystal, I said to her “Crystals mean a lot to you don’t they?” She smiled and said yes. I asked he if she had lost a daughter and she nodded, ‘was she 13?’ And another nod, ‘Had she had a brain tumour?’ Another smile and nod, ‘Was her name Crystal?’ And this time tears flowed down her cheeks. I went on to give her many more truths and the whole time I talked Spirit was telling me to give her my crystal. I told them no it was my comfort blanket from home and I had another few days to work.

 

When I had finished the reading she kissed me and told me how much I had helped her. I got a thump in my back from my guide telling me to give her my crystal, I resisted again. She walked to the door and then came back to give me another hug. This time I picked the crystal up and gave it to her and walked her to the door.

 

As we opened it my next client was waiting to see me. Before we even said hello she held out her hand and gave me a crystal, “This is for you, it is my favourite crystal and I could not leave home without it. I even locked the door and then had to go back for it. I know your need must be greater than mine and it is meant for you.”

I looked at my first client and we smiled together. I explained what I had just done and added I had also resisted giving it away when spirit had asked me to. I then felt worse when Crystals mum looked upset and asked me to take the one I had given her back. I told her no it was meant for her from her daughter and a lesson for me. I later asked about the lesson and will explain later.

 

Both women asked me if I would like to visit them or return back to the USA on a stay with them. I never did or kept in touch but I later did a reading for Crystals daddy and grandma. They insisted I go out for dinner with them and their love and gratitude was very touching.

 

On the plane to America I had looked out of the window and observed that the fluffy clouds looked like monkeys playing. I always write to my guide Chan on planes to pass the time and to prepare for the trip. I received a short poem back from Chan telling me I would see the monkey playing tricks on me.

 

We were met at the airport by the man who had arranged the trip, he was driving a people carrier and Malcolm climbed into the front passenger seat. I was about to sit beside him when I realised a monkey was sitting there. I was too shocked to say anything but thought well I have to get in so opened the back door and sat there looking at the monkey on the seat in front. I wondered why Malcolm had not said anything, then the monkey disappeared! I realised it wasn’t ’real and was indeed playing tricks with me, I would know more later.

 

The first morning I woke up in the hotel at 5-30am to the radio shouting out “Let’s Go, Let’s Get It” The previous room guest must have set the alarm for that time. I lay there laughing and telling my guides OK I was awake and ready for anything they could send me. I wrote with him a while then had another hour in bed.

 

All that week I had something wonderful happen to show me my trip had been planned and I was meant to give people more than just a reading. Each day I had proof that what I was doing was opening people to more than life after death. Going back to the reading with Crystals mum I told her she had 3 more daughters younger than Crystal who all missed their eldest sister. I told her she had a daughter called Faith who saw Crystal and told her Mum that she played with the Monkey Crystal always brought to see her. This was correct and the Mum told me how Crystal had always wanted to have a real monkey while she was on earth. I told her about me seeing the spirit monkey in the car and realised this too was Crystal with her monkey playing tricks on me.

 

I always ask my guide Chan to explain about lessons I do not understand. Why had I not wanted to part with the crystal? Chan said that for years I used to say to people “I enjoy using cards but I do not need them, as long as I have Chan I do not need any other toy. I called Tarot and angel cards, crystals and books toys. Chan told me I had used the stone as a comfort blanket and this proved I was not trusting my guides enough when away from home. This made sense and I never took stones with me after that. However much we enjoy using things that help us and give us pleasure it is what we are inside that matters. I have told people many times what articles they put in a coffin of a loved one. They know that they are not going to be able to use them but it seems to give comfort to put in a material thing that their loved one enjoyed on earth.

 

I now know that I want the cheapest simplest coffin as I want to meet my maker the same way I entered this world. I want to know people remember me for my simplicity of speech and truths. I do not need to leave money or goods to my family if I have done my work well they will have a million memories to last their lifetime too. If anyone still needs me then I have failed. I want them to miss me but never need me. To make your children independent and well balanced, to give them a role model they can remember and take lessons from is far more important than any material wealth.

Do this for your children and they will use your guide lines to bring up their own family.

 

When I have something to do that I know will take energy and discipline I hear in my head “Lets go lets get it.” I know if I give my all I will receive everything I need back. Sometimes I fail to see the lesson or the gift but in time it always makes sense and I can look back and see the bigger picture. I, with Chan and his helpers, gave Crystal’s family a great deal of proof and joy. It also gave Crystal and her Grandfather in Spirit joy too. But far above all that it gave me more insight as to what my work was all about and I had not just to say things, I had to believe them. I never again placed too much importance on anything outside of my body and soul.

 

When I moved from The Bungalow Hotel and I was parting with everything, it hurt not just because it was all wasted money but it was watching my dream place slowly being dismantled. To see the beautiful kitchen being stripped even of the doors and walls was like watching a loved one die. To see the lounge I loved to see people enjoying slowly turn into a second hand shop with boxes of stuff for sale was again distressing, but it was never about how much money I had lost. What I thought I had lost at that time was the happiest time of my life. Now a year on I rejoice that it all happened the way it did. If I had gone on working the hours I had done there I would have worn myself out and not had the time to create the life style I am enjoying now.

 

I have always believed in perfect timing for the good and also for what at the time appears very bad. We become wiser after every event and we move on with greater understanding and tolerance of others and of ourselves. This morning I switched on my computer and shouted to Chan “Let’s Go Let’s Get It.”