I Never Felt Lonely, Since I Was Never Alone. My Guides Were Always With Me.
Jamie George from Gothic Images Tours hadn't turned up to Glasgow Airport, to pick me up for the 'tour' of the highlands of Scotland, as arranged. I was still on an exhausted high from my week at The Arthur Findlay College and my main thoughts were about my father. I couldn't seem to stop thinking about him, and I desperately wanted to maintain the contact, that had already been established between us, through Helen at the college. I wondered why dad just couldn't contact me himself, like why I needed another medium for him to speak through. Or in my case, I was making contact with him through my guides/ angels, who said that they were now acting as 'controls'. There was nothing straightforward in regards to mediumship. It appeared that the 'still waters' of the 'spirit world', were both murky and disturbing.
I Knew That My Guides Were There To Support Me, No Matter Where I Was In The World.
I was staring off into space with these thoughts, when I happened to look down and focus on the tiled airport floor, nearby to where I had placed my luggage. As I stared at the tiles, I was amazed to see an image my father's face forming on one of them. Had I somehow willed it to be there? I took a number of photos and it would be several weeks later, that I was to find spirit orbs in the photographs as well ...
I wrote the following in my journal:
Orbs At The Airport
"... I was thrilled to make the discovery of orbs at Glasgow Airport. Out of the thousands of photographs I have taken over the past 30 years I had never taken orb photograph. Nor have I been interested in taking them. Furthermore, I noticed that I will never get a spirit orb appearing in a photograph, unless there is likely to be an energetic connection with the spirit world that may be considered to be mutually beneficial to both parties involved ..."
My father's face had appeared on the wall in the hotel room in Glasgow two nights before. This time it started with the floor appearing to move and take shape, as the energy began to build the image of his face, by starting with his distinctive forehead. As in the hotel room, his chin was the weakest point in the image, with his forehead, hair, eyes and general facial shape being the most distinguishing features. As had occurred two nights before, another face appeared beside him. Again, this face appeared front on and it had the same chin dimple, but it was not my father's face.
I Was Mesmerised, By The Appearance Of My Deceased Father's Face, On The Tiles At Glasgow Airport.
As this was occurring, I entered a state of consciousness where I was hyper focused on the floor and all the sounds of the airport became a secondary to my awareness. In one way my mind closed down from this reality in order to open up to another reality.
I urged him on with my thoughts, Come on dad, you can do it. On the floor in front of me, my father's face emerged and again, there seemed to be a second face attached to him. It was alot more obvious that what can be captured with my $149.00 camera.
I took a photo of my luggage to indicate the general environment in which this was occurring. I then let go of that mindstate, but the image of his face was still clear to be in the floor. For a second I did wonder if I was imagining all this. Then as if to affirm my experience, a song blasted over the Starbucks sound system: "That will be the day when you say good-bye, that will be the day, the day that I die." This was unbelieveable. This was obviously another affirmation from my guides, in regards to my continuing contact with my father, even if the tone was a little ... insensitive.
Journal Entry
It was several weeks later, when I looked at the photos again. In the suitcase photo, I discovered two spirit orbs, close to the location where my father's face, and a second attached unknown face, where forming on the airport floor, at Glasgow Airport. [Update 2011: I can now actually see four spirit orbs in this photo. There is also another spirit orb near the ladies leg, that appears to overlap her black trousers.]
There Were A Number Of Spirit Orbs Manifesting Around Me At Glasgow Airport.
I wrote the following notes in my journal: "... This may be significant of the energy that was building upon this environment between myself as the medium, my father as the contact, and my guides as the intermediaries. This raises several questions in my mind. Were the orbs in fact the spirits of my father and this secondary figure? Were they my guides? Or where they merely consciousness beings attracted to those area by the doorways that were opening between the worlds? Furthermore, did orbs appear every time there is a synchronicity, or only when that synchronicity involved possible contact with the spirit world ...
... I know that at the present time my father is unable to manifest physical in his body. This has been indicated through his and my need to maintaining the link to him and by various things like flooding a train carriage with smells associated with him and him coming through four different mediums to speak with me. Even when they were not working, his face materialising on a wall and the floor. Was this him manifesting in a form that was easier to achieve than full body form? This may be yet another case where only time and experience will tell, as the phenomenon unfolds ...
... I still am not fully understanding if my father's face manifested before my eyes and remained as part of the floor at the airport. Was I somehow lead to that exact spot at that exact point in time by both my father and my guides in order that the environment might be again utilised to give evidence of life after death? From my side, I can only attest that any sightings and occurrances of this nature are effortless and without my conscious understanding or seeking participation ..."
That'll Be The Day - Buddy Holly
This website is part of my personal testimony and has been guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name.
