A GENTLE GHOST
This book is dedicated to
All students of
Thank you for deciding to pick up this little book. It contains no less than one of the most extraordinary experiences of my life.
As a Reiki and Sound Healer, I have always been so humbled by the sharing of energy that takes place, between myself and my clients and students.
This particular event, however, will always stay with me as one of absolute outstanding privilege on my part!
I hope that it gives you goose bumps as it did me and takes your awareness to another time and place!
Thank you all for taking the time to share with this little moment of Joy!
Wishing you all much
Light, Love and Grace
Elizabeth Bradley xxx
How wonderful is this World of ours, especially when it presents us with extraordinary encounters!
There really is nothing quite like a mystery to attract us into gaining a greater understanding of life.
I have been both privileged and humbled by some of those moments of pure synchronicity and divine blessing, during my journey of a “spiritual kind”, over the last 30 years.
With that in mind, I would like to share with you today, one of those particularly vivid events that occurred way back at the beginning of my ‘AWAKENING’, but which has always stayed with me as an outstanding gift and lesson from the powers that be!
During my early thirties, I had become involved with a small healing circle. I was beginning to understand the nature of Energy and the transmission of Light, and just how good it felt to be on the receiving end of powerful spiritual healing.
I was also recovering from a major illness, and so was able to understand and appreciate the experience, from both sides of the healing couch!
This was not a lifestyle that I had ever planned for myself. Infact, it is fair to say I would have been quite horrified at such responsibility in my twenties, to be placing my hands on people and expecting them to lay still, as I passed energy through my hands, into their auras!
Yet, there I was, sharing in what can only be described as a little piece of Heaven on Earth!
As I became more confident in my abilities, I began to see people at my home. I would set up a space, one evening per week for those who wished to come and experience this joyously loving energy.
It was at one of my healing sessions that I met a young woman called Brenda. She had found me via a friend of a friend, as was the usual way in those days before the Internet.
I recall that she was a very quiet young woman, who gave very little away in her demeanor, but shared very eagerly, that she was a teacher of music.
She had a gentle energy about her and seemed quite relaxed. I wondered what had brought her to my home.
At the time, as I have already mentioned, I was very new to the whole world of “spirit” and was therefore very keen to meet and embrace as many new people as I could, and to help in whatever way seemed appropriate at the time, but this evening presented me with something very unusual indeed!
As we sat down together and the young woman began to talk about her life over a cup of tea and a chocolate biscuit, I began to tune into her emotions. The more she spoke, the more anxious I felt she was becoming.
From a very relaxed beginning, I was feeling as if somehow my presence in the scheme of things was causing her to feel uncomfortable.
She spoke about her family briefly and then her career, which she loved, but there was still a sense that this was not what had brought her to see me, and most definitely not what was causing her distress.
I decided, in that moment, the only way to deal with this was to be quite direct and so I asked her outright. “What is the real problem?”
Without even a second thought, she gazed up from her tea and stared straight at me. “I live with a ghost!” she pronounced.
I had met many people with differing kinds of problems, but this was a whole new world to me. GHOSTS!
It is fair to say, I was slightly worried and a little bit scared. What on Earth did she expect me to say or do?
I really had not expected her answer, but at least she was honest, even if she turned out to be slightly bonkers. Or at least that’s what I thought, until she continued with the conversation.
“Will you come to my home and meet him? He has asked if you will come,” she continued.
Well, I don’t mind admitting that a shiver or two ran through me at the suggestion.
As I gulped back my tea and started to wonder whether perhaps I was truly out of my depth or even that perhaps this young woman needed a different kind of help, I began to get a sense of déjà vu!
Suddenly, all sorts of other thoughts raced through my head.
I remember becoming aware of a warm tingly feeling around my neck. I had experienced this strange sensation before, whilst giving healing, and I somehow equated it with protection and peace. It made me feel that somehow this situation had been guided to me, for whatever reason I could not comprehend, but yet it almost immediately made me feel so much calmer.
And so, after giving her a gentle healing session, the arrangements were tentatively made that I would visit her house within two weeks, to meet her friendly Ghost. Or at least I hoped he was!
One thing was for sure, once I had made a commitment to this young woman, I knew I had to stick with it. And that really scared me!
Brenda lived about a 30-minute drive away from my home. I had to head into London from the West and negotiate an area, somewhere near Ealing, that I was unfamiliar with. This was in the days before SatNavs and other such useful equipment.
As I headed off, in the late autumn afternoon, I had an almost overwhelming sense that I was being guided every step of the way. I can still remember, even though it must be some 18 years or more since that trip, how nervous I felt as I neared her home.
But as I arrived outside, looking for a parking place, in what was a normal suburban street, I broke into the most awful sweat. I had one of those feelings when your heart is racing and you are not sure whether you are actually still breathing.
I could not control my fear for what seemed like ages, but in fact, it was really only a few minutes. I began to question whether I was really ready to meet a full on Ghost, especially one that had requested my presence!
As I slowly did some deep breathing exercises, I began to regain my cool. Eventually, I began to calm down and convinced myself that this was probably going to be a giant practical joke, set up by someone I knew.
Stepping out of my car and locking the door behind me seemed very brave at the time, as I continued to slow down my breathing!
I stared at the row of terraced houses in front of me, and there was Brenda, staring back and waving from her front door.
“Over here, she called out. You found me ok then?”
I really wasn’t sure if any sound came out of my mouth as I replied “Yes.”
So I nodded my head just to confirm, even though she would not have been able to see me properly from that distance.
“This way, mind the sticky gate,” she shouted. “Just give it a bit of a lift and twist!”
Lift and twist – I really was beginning to get a bit freaked out, and my heartbeat was racing, but it was too late, and I couldn’t run away now, could I?
I crept along the path like a mouse about to be leapt on by a cat, but was so warmly welcomed by Brenda, who opened the door wide and invited me into her very comfortable home.
Her house had a lovely energy, and I began to relax!
Very calmly, I removed my coat and left my bag by the door, on a very small telephone table. “Yes, please do leave it there, it will be fine,” she said, as if reading my mind.
Her living room was warm and cosy and filled with large comfy furniture. It was decorated in peachy hues and salmon pinks, which blended beautifully.
Everything was shiny and polished, and it was clear that this young woman was very house-proud indeed!
As we sat down together, at the living room end of her home, I looked around and breathed a sigh of relief!
I began to wonder what on earth I was doing worrying so much about the Ghost! It wasn’t exactly a dungeon! I really could not imagine any clanking going on in this lovely home
As Brenda stood up and headed off towards her kitchen, I began to believe that this was a ruse and some good friends were about to leap out on me, laughing!
However, that feeling did not last for long.
When she quickly returned back to the room and placed a tray of tea and cake on her dining table, near the other end of the house and the garden, she suddenly looked back towards me, sitting near the front window, and said: “He’s here, can you see him?”
I can remember quite vividly, feeling very strange and looking ahead at the window. “No I can’t,” I said. “Where is he?”
I wasn’t sure where to look and I really thought by then that she was probably just a bit lonely or strange or both, but just in that moment I felt a cold breeze brush passed my knees. “He is coming towards me now and wants to join us at the table,” she responded.
“Oh boy!” I thought to myself. Here we go again.”
My heart was racing and every hair on my body stood up as I walked towards the table. I couldn’t see a thing but I could feel what can only be described as electricity building and surging around me.
I convinced myself in those short moments that this was a major fear or panic attack and it wasn’t real and this woman was crazy, but that lasted for about a minute.
The feeling got stronger and stronger and I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest. My inclination was to run but then in the next moment it all suddenly stopped and I found I couldn’t move my legs.
Frozen to the spot, she beckoned me to come and sit down.
I was about to say that I could not move, when suddenly I found I could and as if obediently, moved quickly towards her.
“Where is he now?” I muttered in a slow quiet tone. “Oh, he’s just about to sit down opposite you, is that OK?” she replied.
My heart was racing again and I tried to look calm. But then, before I could say anything else, a huge surge of power and electricity jumped through my body until all that was left was an ice-cold breeze, which simply took my breath away!
“What is happening?” I asked. “He wanted you to feel him,” she said. “He says he’s sorry for walking through you but thought you wouldn’t believe in him otherwise.”
Believe in him! It’s fair to say I was completely freaked out. A ghost had just walked right through my body and all because he wanted me to accept his presence.
It’s fair to say, I was in shock!
This amazing, and unbelievable experience left me with a thousand questions and no answers.
My whole body was tingling as I moved to sit down again.
That is the weirdest thing – common sense says I should have run, but I didn’t!
PRAYER OF RELEASE
“Who is he?” I very sensitively asked my host.
“Why is he here with you?” I quizzed.
My heart was racing, but I felt so much calmer. As the electrical charge started to wear off, I began to feel more like myself.
I wanted some answers, which seemed only fair to me.
“I don’t know for sure because he won’t tell me,” replied Brenda. “That is why I wanted you to come.”
She then went on to say: “Please can you get him to tell you who he is, I would be so grateful.”
I was incredibly moved by the whole experience and at the same time felt so incompetent. What could I do?
I knew many mediums and healers, who were my teachers at the time, that could have helped, but I felt helpless!
But, they do say that when you take up the “spiritual” path you get tested and I was certainly feeling that. I kept getting the warm feeling around my neck, which I took as a sign that help was with me and that I might just be able to offer some kind of support, even though I didn’t have a clue!
As I sat at the table, opposite the Ghost, I began to drink my tea and in a very strange and reassuring manner nodded and smiled gently in his direction. One thing for sure was that he clearly meant us no harm.
My mind, however, was analysing and re-evaluating every movement and breath I took. In fact, as the penny dropped, I could not believe just how amazing the experience was!
With that thought, I looked towards what effectively was an empty chair and nibbling at my cake, asked out loud: “Who are you and why are you here?”
There was, to my relief, no auditory reply but all of a sudden I found myself looking towards a dresser near the other end of the room.
I immediately stood up, and walked over to the dresser, and then stared back, towards the dining table.
The sense was strong that something on this dresser held the answer. There appeared to be a lot of mess and paperwork above the small drawer section, and I really did not feel comfortable going through Brenda’s personal papers! However, I knew intuitively that something very special was close by.
I looked at Brenda, who was sitting at the other end of the dining table and then I looked back at the dresser. I felt as if she silently gave me permission to continue.
Amongst the assortment of letters, a small neatly placed envelope stood out. Without even asking, I picked it up and pulled out the enclosure. Brenda stared at me, but did not speak.
I unfolded the piece of paper and on it was written the following: “A memorial service in honour of a very well respected and loved young man, who passed before his time.
A musician of great merit and outstanding achievement in our community – he will be sadly missed.”
I looked over to the young woman whose eyes were filled with tears. “Is it him that comes to me?” she asked. And without evening thinking I nodded: “Yes.” Somewhere in the depth of my heart I knew that it was, too!
I returned to my seat at the table as Brenda went and sat in the big armchair by the window.
At that moment, the sun began to set and it sent a glimmer of light through the gap in the curtains that bounced off the large oval mirror, on the wall opposite the dresser.
For a moment, just a moment, my eyes were drawn to the mirror where I saw him in a kind of narrow silhouette, standing beside her.
“Is he with you now I asked.” “Yes,“ she replied, “He is standing beside me.”
In that moment, I felt light-hearted and was sure that I had seen him.
“How did you know him?” I asked.
She then told me about a young man whom she had taught to play the piano. As time went by, she realized that he was suffering from depression, and was also aware of how detached he appeared to be, when he came for his lessons.
One day she heard that he had very sadly taken his own life. It had only been a year since his death, and she talked about how sad she had felt.
“What will happen now?” she asked. “Will he leave?”
My reply was that I did not know, but that I would try to find out more from friends who were much more skilled in these matters.
I suggested that we both pray for him to find peace and rest and release, and she agreed that this was indeed a very good thing to do.
SANSKRIT HEALING PRAYER
of Ultimate Protection and Divine Light
OM BHUR BHUVA SWAHA
TAT SAVITUR VARENYAM
BHARGO DEVASYA DHEEMAHI
DHIYO YO NAH PRACHODAYAT
We both sat and talked for about an hour about her life and her work until eventually it felt like it was time to say goodbye.
As I picked up my bag and coat and hugged Brenda, with a tear in my eye, I also said goodbye to the young man.
On the drive home, I reflected on the extraordinary experience I had just had!
It was, and still is, one of the strangest experiences of my life, and yet also something I have never before shared, until now!
To be called, and then touched by a Ghost is both exciting and humbling. I must admit I have always wondered, why me?
Later, I did as I had said I would, and passed all the information to a very good friend of mine at the time, a spiritualist medium of some 35 years.
She said all would be well, and that she would assist him to pass into the Light, if that was indeed his choice.
I never heard from Brenda again, but I have always wondered what happened to her and her Ghostly Guest!
In hindsight, I believe it was a great gift that I received that day to be able to experience a Soul or Ghost in that manner and yet it was also one of the most frightening experiences I have ever had TOO!
Yet the reality was so different from my fear, which could have prevented me from sharing this incredible experience if I had let it.
He was indeed a Gentle Ghost who I believe had lost his way and found solace in a Gentle Earthly Spirit, that of the Piano Teacher! I do hope they both found peace.
It only goes to show that sometimes you really don’t know with whom you are sharing your armchair!!!
Much love and thank you from ELizabeth xxx