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Unusual Phenomena In this section I will be telling you of some of the magical yet unusual phenomena that has occured in my life. What is classed as unusual to others, is perfctly normal and usual to me, as it is with most psychics. |
A leap of FaithI was asked to give a lecture in a University Dublin in 1997 on Psychology, Spirituality and Healing. My own Son was studying Psychology there at that time and the then President of the student Council, so I turned down the offer until my Son was finished College the following year.
Two of my Sons friends were the President and Vice President of the student council the following year and I agreed to give my talk in April 1998.
When I arrived at the College, there seemed to be a double booking for the lecture hall I was to use, the boys went off to make arrangements for another lecture hall, which seemed to take forever. At this stage there were a lot of people wandering in and out of the College wondering where to go for my talk, I was waiting in the College coffee shop with some friends. The College and a Hotel behind it, share a large car park. When time seemed to be pressing we went out to see where the lads were and if the hall had been allocated. As we walked out into the car park there was an awful lot of activity and people everywhere, there were two fire brigades and two ambulances in the car park. I said we would go through to reception and find out what was going on when a receptionist from the college came running towards us, I asked what is going on over there and she said ‘A’ has had a fall.
I knew immediately that ‘A’ was my Sons friend, I dropped my things and ran across the car park to where all the activity was going on. There was a low wall around the back of the hotel with steps down at the back to allow for supplies to be brought to the basement of the hotel. Looking down from this low wall there is a thirty foot drop. Which is now thankfully covered.
When I reached the wall and looked down, there were fire brigade and ambulance men strapping A onto a stretcher. I was horrified A was in a coma and deathly white, and C his friend was kneeling beside him was a very strange pale green colour, the colour I now know to be shock. As they lifted A up the steps and brought him toward an ambulance, I seemed to spring into action without thinking or being aware of anything else going on around me.
As soon as they put the wheels on the stretcher I went straight to A, leaned over him and started doing healing. What I wasn’t aware of at the time was the fire brigade, ambulance men and crowd all stood back and watched. A was unconscious, he was wrapped in a blanket and wearing a very vivid orange helmet, I immediately noticed a hand that was showing was covered in blood and there was a huge bruise appearing on the side of his head which was also bleeding. I panicked thinking if this head injury keeps swelling the helmet will prevent it from coming out and will start to swell inwards. I put one of my hands over his hand and another over the bump on his head. As if by magic the blood on his hand just seemed to dry and appeared like a rusty coloured dust, the same happened to his head and the bruise began to subside, leaving no trace of cuts on his hand or head.
At this stage A opened his eyes and said Catherine thank God you are here, “now I know I will be alright”, and immediately went back into a coma. I put my hands over his torso and saw the most amazing thing I think I have ever seen. It appeared to look like a circular sink with black water swirling at a very fast pace as if it was going down the plug hole.
As I was standing there aghast at what I was seeing, white, hot light started pouring out of my hands and going into this strange looking vision, but it didn’t stop this swirling motion. I knew A’s life force was going, it was pouring out of him, I assumed that he was going to die if I didn’t do something really fast. So with all the intensity I could muster and calling in all the help I could, I poured healing into A for all I was worth.
Things suddenly began to change as if the white light when hitting the black just wouldn’t mix together, somewhat like putting cream on top of coffee. All this time I was totally unaware of the effect all this was having on everyone standing around, seemingly everyone watching was flabbergasted by what was going on. Then amazingly the white started to merge with the black and I felt at last I am getting somewhere. Then to my horror, the white light began going down A’s body toward his feet and leaving his body. I looked up for the first time totally unaware how long this had been going on and asked C to help me, I just said ‘his feet’, C immediately went to A’s feet and put his hands toward the soles of A’s feet. I continued channeling the healing into A’s torso, it went down his legs, came up again and poured into what I would now describe as a black hole. When the black mysteriously turned totally to white I stopped. A woke again at that stage and said I am going to be ok, I said, yes and hoped he would be. I asked what hospital they were going to take him to and the ambulance men said the Meath Hospital, I asked C to go in the ambulance I would phone A’s parents and follow them.
When I arrived at the hospital, thankfully driven by a friend, because I was incapable of driving, it seemed as if a lot of A’s friends and people who were watching this scenario had already got there before us. They said no one was allowed in, I asked for A. L. and was unquestionably shown into a room where two Doctors were standing over him, he was again in the coma but opened his eyes when I appeared. I was shocked to see that the black hole had returned and was again swirling down as if pouring out of his back, I started doing healing again and yet again the white light firstly would not mix and then went straight out his feet. I went out the corridor and shouted for C. Again C without being told, put the palms of his hands to the soles of A’s feet. This time it worked like a dream and stayed, I intuitively knew that the hole that was in A’s spine had closed and he was going to be perfectly fine. I don’t know what the Doctors must have been thinking, but like the ambulance and fire brigade men, they didn’t question who I was or what I was doing. Which is strange in itself.
A woke up as his Father entered the room we introduced ourselves and again I was told I am glad you are here. The funny thing is I wouldn’t have been there if A hadn’t asked me to give the talk to begin with and He wouldn’t have been there if I wasn’t there.
I went off to a Hotel with friends to await a call from A’s Father when they would have the results of the x-rays. I not only got a call from A’s Father but from A himself who incredibly was allowed home without a single mark on him from his thirty foot fall backwards. It was only then I heard how the accident had happened. The lads had been kicking a ball around in the car park, when someone said we had better go in, Catherine will be wondering where we are, A said one last kick, so a friend kicked a high ball towards A, A stretching up and running backwards to get the ball went straight over the low wall backwards and down the thirty feet onto cement. The following day I heard the accounts from others of what they saw and experienced. Had I not played a role in this scenario I would have found the whole story a bit hard to swallow. A and his family came to see me the next day, all rather amazed by what had happened. Then the story became even more strange. A said he knew his back was broken and that he was going to die after the fall, but he looked up and saw me standing by the wall and knew he would be alright, when I told him I wasn’t at the wall but in the coffee shop and didn’t get there until he was on a stretcher and about to be brought up, he doubted it and thought I was confused, then C said that after A fell he ran down the steps, thought A was dead and looked up and also saw me at the wall, strange!
Seemingly when A was being taken into x-ray, he already knew he was perfectly fine and there would be no broken bones, but what startled him was seeing a man sitting in the x-ray room smoking a cigarette and laughing at him. Saying you nearly had it that time. A quickly realized that no one else could see or hear this man. So he asked him if he was really here or if he was hallucinating, the man said yes I am here, can’t you see me? And nobody else can see me, he told A that he was perfectly fine and would walk out without a scratch, which he did to a standing ovation.
A told me the next day that when he removed his clothes that night there was a lot of the rusty coloured dust on his shirt and trousers, but not a mark on his back. He said he did know exactly where he assumed his back was broken and said that until he saw me at the wall after the fall, he thought he was going to die.
There was a lot of concern over A’s fall the following day from people who were staying in the Hotel and saw what had happened and of course the College staff and students as well as the crowd that were in the college for the lecture. The papers got wind of the fall and wanted a statement the following day from me, which I refused, telling them that it was A’s story, not mine. Now with A’s permission I am telling the story of what to me was one of the most incredible and unbelievable things I have ever been a part of or a witness to.
I have often wondered why any of this happened, and for the life of me I just don’t know, what I do know is A is obviously destined for great things in life, anyone who takes a leap of faith [ as I jokingly call it] must have a very specific purpose in life.
A MYSTERY I had a phone call one September day from a woman who said her eight month old grandchild was extremely ill with cancer and asked if I could help, I told her I would do my best. She informed me that it would be difficult for her daughter and son in law to come to me with the baby unless I could see them on a Sunday. My own daughter had just had a baby, so I knew how a Grandmother would feel, how devastating it would be if I were in her shoes. I told this lady this and said I would see a baby any day, even Christmas day. The parents with their sick baby came to see me the following Sunday. The little dote looked like a normal eight month old, but had a growth on her neck which was cancerous. Doctors had told the parents that little S would live for only three months, the parents were of course devastated and certainly not looking forward to Christmas. I held the child on my lap with one hand over the lump and the other on her chest, as one does. The baby was totally content to sit on my lap, not at all surprised that I, a stranger was carrying her. I was the one who was surprised, because where I had my hand on her chest I also felt a cancerous growth. When I asked the parents ‘What is this on her chest’ they told me she was born with a cancerous growth that had wound itself around her organs and nothing could be done about it. I was actually more surprised by their acceptance of this fact and wondered why they assumed I could help with the growth on her neck and not even mention her chest. As I was doing healing on S’s neck, I thought the lump which was the size of a table tennis ball, was getting smaller, I mentioned this and the Father came over and started feeling the lump. He wasn’t exactly gentle, but the baby didn’t seem to mind. The Father said it actually was getting smaller. I decided if it was getting smaller then I would continue, which I did, the Father feeling it regularly. When the lump was no more than the size of a gob smacker and wouldn’t shrink anymore. So I eventually stopped. This was about an hour or more later. The parent and baby left and I assumed I would hear from them again soon, but I didn’t. I had oftened wondered how the baby was. I was watching my own adorable Grandson grow and develop and felt very sorry for this family, especially at Christmas that year. A long time later I received a letter from a client I had not seen for a long time, asking for an appointment and telling me how grateful she and her family were that I had saved the life of a baby, a friend of the family’s. She went on to say that according to Doctors, the baby’s cancer had gone from malignant to benign and then totally vanished, in her neck and chest, a medical impossibility, they said. What amazed me even more than this discovery was that I hadn’t heard anything from the parents at all, nothing until this note arrived. When I saw this client , I told her that I was just as surprised by the baby’s good health as was everyone else. I later received a call from the parents telling me that they assumed I already knew, they thought I knew before they left me that Sunday that their baby was going to be perfectly fine. They did tell me that they were asked if they had someone praying for Sorch, they said no, we took her to a healer in Clontarf, they were asked if I was extremely religious, they said no, she is as mad as a hatter. Which really amused me. That wasn’t the end of this strange tale. A long time afterwards, about three years, for some unknown reason, I kept thinking about this child, wondering how she was. I just couldn’t get her out of my thoughts. I couldn’t remember the parents names, but looked through my cards and came across S’s index card, brought it down stairs and wondered what I would do about it. I spent three days looking at this card, couldn’t fathom what I would say if I did phone, because I didn’t know what I was doing. I have a golden rule, I never phone clients, if they want me they know where to find me. So what was I phoning them for. After three days I plucked up the courage, decided to be honest and tell them I didn’t know why I was phoning and also telling them I was sorry but I couldn’t remember their first names. As sort of luck would have it, I thought, I was told that the parents were out for the evening, so I gratefully left a message to say that Catherine Campbell phoned, I thought now I have done that I can gladly forget it, if they remembered who I was then that was fine and if they didn’t that was also fine. The next morning I received a call from S’s parents telling that me that for the second time I had saved their daughters life and asking me how I knew. I said knew what? They told me S had been in intensive care with meningitis, with absolutely no chance of her pulling through when the meningitis suddenly disappeared. When they returned home and learned that I had phoned, they said they knew before they even checked that my call coincided at exactly the same time as S’s meningitis mysteriously disappeared. I did explain that I had absolutely no idea why I phoned, that I honestly had no idea that S was even ill, but my curiosity at my own strong compulsion to ring got the better of me. |
UNUSAL PHENOMENAWhen you are in this field of work, you can always expect the unusual or something extraordinary to happen. The simple things are just knowing what is wrong with a client, or knowing when something is going to happen. There are a lot of little things that happen constantly, which you get so used to, and just ignore them, like electricity, I have a strange effect on electrical appliances, or maybe they have a strange effect on me, I am not sure which. But I get shocks constantly; I even give people shocks sometimes when I touch them. MY oven, stereo, and television come on regularly on their own. A clock that hadn’t worked for about five years suddenly began working suddenly one morning, giving a loud chime and nearly making me jump our of my skin, one morning when I was meditating. The clock was battery operated and had no battery in it. When it eventually stopped ticking, many hours later, we put a battery in it and it works perfectly to this day. Which was rather convenient because we had tried so many times to fix this particular clock?
Another unusual thing happened one day while I was sitting in the garden reading. It was a beautiful summer’s day. My husband, at that time, was gardening. For some reason we both looked up at the same time and saw what we thought were about twelve or thirteen white birds, like doves flying above my head in a circle. I immediately brought the dog into the house in case he scared them away and brought out bread to feed these birds. As I was going back outside I realised that the dog had taken absolutely no notice of the birds and the birds had not taken any notice of the dog. I also noticed something eerie about these birds, they were flying very low, but there was no sound at all from them. I walked down to the end of the garden to give the birds the bread when we noticed they were following me. I began scattering the bread, but they were not interested. I walked around the garden just to see what was going to happen. The birds followed wherever I went. We were both amazed as to why they were there and what was going on. This went on for so long and intrigued us so much that we went back down to the patio to sit down and watch this phenomena. After a while as the birds were circling they just seemed to vanish in front of our eyes. T o this day I don’t know why that happened or what it was all about, but at least with this I had another eyewitness.
Christine
I had a friend who had first come to me as a client with leukaemia. A long time after this I knew she was a special and gifted healer. Her name was Christine, she had decided to do my healing course. During this healing course all sorts of weird and wonderful things started to happen. Every member of the class became aware that something unusual was going on. Guides appeared and started doing the healing for us. We all stood back in awe of this. One girl was literally lifted about a foot and a half off the ground. One man while sitting in a chair, said he could feel himself being manipulated, his arms and legs were gyrating all over the place in front of our eyes. While the course was still going on, I just knew that Christine’s leukaemia had returned. I knew that this time I would not be able to do a single thing about it. I also knew that no treatment, medical or otherwise was going to do any good, her time was up. This is one person I had described as, an angel without wings, not only to myself but to a friend Paddy McMahon, when I asked him to see her for me. I just knew she was going to get them and soon. I had decided not to tell her, this was in October and I knew she wouldn’t find out until January, so I decided to let her have a peaceful Christmas with her family and son. I had never done this before and have never done it since. But there was an incredible feeling that I had to keep this from her. As it happened, when the medical profession did discover that her disease had returned in January, they reiterated that this time nothing could be done. When Christine did discover she was ill again, she knew immediately before being told that her time was up. She also knew that I had known for some time. We set about making plans, talking about life, the afterlife, guides, what she would be doing from the other side to help. We were with each other nearly all the time from then on. I knew I could keep her pain at bay and give her full support, but we both knew that the rest was in the lap of the Gods. I did know how long she would live, how I knew I don’t know, just this inner knowing again. Whenever we were together we noticed that we could read each other’s thoughts, so I had to be extremely careful with my own thoughts. One day Christine asked me to imagine a private place where she could go in her mind and feel safe, so we invented a beautiful haven with a lake, trees, a healing temple, and a fountain. She then decided she wanted a beach and a house with lots of windows over looking the beach. Any time she got scared after this Christine would go to her private place. After doing healing on her one day she said I want to go to my private place, will you come with me Catherine so I will feel safe? All of a sudden we were both in the place we had imagined. After this we did it on a regular basis. We would have conversations in this place and be able to discuss our conversations after our trip! We were really amazed by this; the only other time I had ever been able to do this was with my own son. If I verbally took us on a meditation, we would be able to be together and have conversations, then discuss them with each other afterwards, we always saw the same things and the same people, but I assumed we could do this because he was my son and we were not only on the same wave length, but alike in many ways. With Christine it was different. I then began to think if we could do this, so can everyone else. So we invited another friend to join us. Instantly we were all in the same place having a chat, after which we discussed all that we had talked about on our journey into Christine’s private place. Sometimes the three of us would go into our journey and Christine and I would find each other, but we could not find our other friend, whose name was also Catherine. When we came back to reality (such as it was) Catherine would say where were the two of you? I couldn’t find you. Before Christine made her transition into the spirit world, she asked me if she ever needed me or if I ever needed her, and then we could meet in out private place and have a chat. Which is exactly, what we do. Soon after she died our other friend Catherine and I would go to our private place, I would meet Christine but Catherine would not be able to find us. But we would have been together. Christine would laugh and say we lost Catherine again, and tell me to tell her certain things. Always the joker, in life and in the after life, that’s Christine, nothing much changes!
So you see the strange things can become our normality. At least it certainly is in my life. Seeing spirits beings and guides are just normal to me and have never scared me, I know I am safe.
Angels
Another unusual thing I will tell you about happened to me a few Christmas’s ago. I was alone at home sitting watching television, when there was a knock on the front door. When I answered the door and there was no one there. I realised that it was the Christmas wreath on the door that was doing the knocking. This was continually happening and I was becoming spooked. So I decided to change my thoughts on the matter. I decided that every time the front door knocked, I would invite in an angel, if it knocked twice two angels and so on. The after a few days I thought the house is full of angels, so I set them to work. Some of them in the front of the house, some in the back, in all the different rooms, looking after my car and in my healing room. If I had clients who were going through a particularly difficult time, and of course understood how these things work and were not afraid of this, I would ask some angels to go home with them for Christmas. In every single case the people involved said they had the most wonderful Christmas ever. Just before Christmas that year, I had lunch guests Paddy and Maura, and as soon as they walked in they said, good heavens, what is going on here, the house is full of angels. I explained what I had done, but never expected anyone else to see them. A few days later a friend of my sons came to see me, as we were talking he said, don’t think I am mad, but there is an angel standing in front of you.
This friend is extremely psychic, but had been too busy studying to allow himself much time for his natural ability. In fact he told me afterwards, that the reason he had come was because he felt he had neglected that side of himself and needed to get back to it. That he had a dream the night before telling him to come and see me, he wasn’t sure why exactly, but that he had to come. I told him I was going upstairs to wash my hair and while I was doing this I asked him to tune into his angel. He had not known about my angel invitations. When I returned he told me the angels name, and that I had invited the angel in, earlier that evening. He said if it was ok with me, the angel would like to go home with him, that is why she had come. I told him of course the angel could go home with him, I also told Lee the whole story about how I had begun to do all this, to put a stop to my being spooked. I also explained to Lee that he was not the only person who could see my angels. A real case of if you don’t like something, change your way of thinking about it, and just look what can happen!
Now I invite angels in all the time, not only at Christmas. There is something we can all do, whether you can see them or not doesn’t matter, they are there, and never too far away either. I believe that they are more than willing to come to us at any time to help and protect us.
The Strange gets Stranger I am often asked what it's it like being a Healer, so I will give you some idea of what it is like. Firstly I would have to say it's magical, always amazing and staggering, to me as much, if not more so than anyone else, no matter what we know as psychics, or think we know, there is always a surprise element around every corner. This we learn to accept and expect. When I hear people exaggerating phenomena, I wonder why they bother, there is always more than enough excitement in everything we see, hear and feel and do anyway. You learn to keep an open mind on everything, because as soon as you feel sure of what will happen, or what is fact, something else even more astounding, comes along and takes your breath away. There have been so many magical moments in my life, in fact I would say I am having a wonderful journey! |
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