Haunted lifts, World War One Hospitals, Hospices & Things That Go Clunk In The Night!

Hello,

I wanted to do another blog post when I'd heard from Spirit & Destiny as to whether they are going to feature my interview in the magazine at some point but I have been told that I need to wait until they have had their features meeting.  Here's hoping it will be good news.

So what has been happening?  A lot is the easy answer.  I will start with the haunted lift!  When my ex husband and I finally sold our house last year as part of the divorce, I was left with only a week to move out.  I decided to rent a flat in a new small countryside town in Hertfordshire not far from the house.  I had to act quick and the flat was ideal and spacious for both myself and my daughter.  Only one snag, it had been built on top of the site of a the old hospice.  However, I was assured by the estate agent that no spiritual activity had been prevalent and getting the ok from my MIB spirit guards, we moved in.

Everything was great in the first week but in the second, the first of a series of troublesome faults appeared.  The toilet in my ensuite bathroom continuously flushed and the agent couldn't get the plumber out for a few days despite my hassling because I was being kept awake at night by the constant noise of running water.  It felt like water torture.  I might as well have been water boarded.  That was fixed and then later on the shower in the ensuite started to drip constantly and the taps in both bathrooms often leaked water for a while after use.  The shower didn't get fixed until recently.  I initially put it all down to faulty plumbing in a relatively new building but then something else happened.

A month ago my daughter came in to my room in the middle of the night shaken up and disturbed by a strange noise.  I often hear noises at night apart from the obvious ones of the building settling and it is usually a spirit trying to get my attention.  As a Medium, I am used to them trying to penetrate the protection my MIB spirits put around by walking around my room and the rest of the flat guarding both myself and my daughter.  I often witness them escorting a spirit trying to make contact out of my room.  That is why I sleep with headphones in and listen to an audiobook to stop the disturbance.

I tried to work out what the clunking noise was but I couldn't.  It went on for days until I came in the main door of the block of six flats and had my attention drawn to the lift stationary on the ground floor in the middle of the building.  It was making the strange clunking noise as though someone had pressed the button for it to go up and it couldn't quite make it.  It made the sound over an over again.  I quickly dismissed it as being anything spooky believing it to be something wrong with the lift again. On Christmas Day, my friend from upstairs got stuck in it with her adult son and my daughter and I had to call the fire brigade to get them out.  The lift had been quickly fixed and there had been no problem for quite a few weeks until now.  I tried to put it out of my mind and ignore it.  But the noise fast became loud, especially through the night and began to distract both myself and my daughter just as the running water had done.

I also noticed that when the lift made the eerie noise the lights in both bathrooms quite often began to flash in unison but not on all occasions.  Again, I tried to put it down to a faulty circuit breaker interfering with the lights.  But I knew that my MIBs often flashed the lights in the flat to warn me of something, or if I was going to fall or have a fit with my health condition.  Then one night it got to the point where I began to think about moving out.

It was around 3.00am in the morning when I woke to go to the bathroom.  I'd heard the noise off an on through the night before then and was mad it was doing its best to keep me awake.  I couldn't understand why it went for long periods during the day not making any sound.  I got to the bathroom and the lift noise went crazy and soon after, the lights in the bathroom also flashed continuously.  It was accompanied by a strong feeling of fear.  I am not ashamed to admit I was terrified.  Someone was around and deliberately doing this to me.  I just knew it.  The whole episode co-incided with a smell of cigarette smoke hanging around the hallway in the flat that appeared and disappeared at will since we'd arrived that even the removal people noticed.  I did find out later that the young man who'd rented the flat from his parents before me a while ago had smoked drugs in there but this was distinctive fresh cigarette smoke.

I am not usually frightened of spirits whether good or bad but the air was filled with heavy energy and was oppressive on top of the horrible strange noise.  I was so afraid I woke my daughter and bunked in with her.  Plugging my headphones in, I could see my Men in Black gather around to reassure me they would keep us both safe.  Nathan, my principal MIB guide and Twin Flame, lay on top of the bed and cuddled me.  His presence was very strong and I could physically see the outline of his body and face.  He tried to calm me down and soothe my fears.  But I knew it was bad because I could see the rest of them walking around with large spirit Mastiff dogs, something they only do when there is a real threat.

We awoke early the next morning.  My daughter left early for the gym at the school where she is finishing her A-levels, around 6.20am.  I opened the door for her and reached to turn on the communal hallway light.  As I did the strong smell of cigarette smoke hit my nose.  It was as if someone had stood in the doorway and smoked.  No one else was up!  When I went out later, the smell was there again and a white orb floated from the door past me to disappear in the hall.    


Nathan did inform me there was a man in spirit who was not happy I was in the flat.  He wasn't evil, just nasty and annoying.  He wanted the flat to himself after dying in the hospice of a smoke related illness.  A Medium friend later confirmed he'd had a tracheotomy.  He was the one making the lift noise and causing the rest of the trouble to get me out.  Too bad I am not up for leaving yet!

I mentioned the noise to my neighbour upstairs who said she'd briefly heard it and had told the lift maintenance people to come and sort it out.  They came last week and when they left the sound continued.  A new MIB spirit arrived and introduced himself.  He was there to stop the man who taunted me with the noise.  There was a definite improvement for a while but this spirit is determined and relentless.  Yesterday I heard nothing until the middle of the night when I woke up just before 2am feeling unwell.  I couldn't sleep and after getting up and going to the bathroom the clunking sound started again and once more a light flashed.  I did not sleep for the night.  I often feel he hears me get up and deliberately makes the noise.

Once more while opening the door of the flat, the doorway smelt strongly of cigarette smoke.  No one was up again and not anyone who smoked at that time of the morning right outside my door.  It drives me nuts especially when I am not feeling well.

The man regularly appears in my ensuite bathroom when I come out of the shower.  He informed me that he did not like me and that I was a witch!  I told him to get out and I didn't particularly like him before my entourage showed him out.

There have been other experiences to tell you about.  I often see an older lady doctor who used to work at the hospital in the 70s and when I fit she gives me great comfort.  Also, one night I lay in bed and in the corner of the room I kept seeing a small narrow bed with a young man in suffering pain.  Nathan asked me to move him on in to the light.  He had died a terrible death.  But the whole scene did not fit with the hospice.  Months later, I lay in bed again and noticed on either side of me there was a line of these beds with people in.  It gave me the impression that there might have been an army hospital on the site in the first world war.  I found out there were two in the town where I live during the Great War but not on this site.

I haven't really got time to tell you about the other sightings in the past week, the ones I mentioned at the end of my post last time or the spirit woman standing on the street looking up at the window when I opened the curtains this morning.  I will save it all for next time!

Have a good day and remember, don't have nightmares!

Sara

Spirt & Destiny Magazine, Characters Leaping Out of Books in to the Real World, Puritans, Witches & Rock Star Spirits

Hello,

Where do I start?  It has been a while since my last post but then a lot has been going on.  I have been so busy setting up my publishing company that will also include an online subscription library, I haven't had time to think.  However, this hasn't stopped my Spirit Guides & Guardians communicating and turning the heat up on my sensitivity to spirits and other supernatural occurrences!

First of all, I was interviewed on Friday by Spirit & Destiny Magazine about my experiences with my Men In Black.  I am just waiting to hear if and when they will be running the story after it was pitched to the editor.  Watch this space!

Second, my MIBs prompted me to re-release the vampire romance novel I wrote back in 2010 and get some bespoke cover art for it.  Vampires are coming back in to fashion in the book world at last.  I loved writing this book because of the supernatural experience I had whilst doing so.  You can read more about this on earlier posts.  But to recap this was the novel in which my Guide Nathan first appeared to me.  He literally leapt out of the book as the main character and physically appeared in front of me in my dining room as I sat and typed up the story.  He and the others guided the story by showing me images of each scene in which I felt immersed as though I were really there.

I also often felt as though I was engaging in automatic writing when working which helped give the story a strong Victorian feel to it.  I changed my pen name to Victoria Wolf and here we are.  If you are interested, take a look at it on Amazon, Barnes & Noble & more.  You can check out the blurb of the novel at my Victoria Wolf blog.

Knight of Swords will be available on Amazon & other sites until the website for my publishing company, Star Temple Publishing Ltd goes live in the very near future.  Then the book will be exclusive to the site together with the second and third books in the trilogy.  Nathan played the main protagonist, Lord Nathan Valancourt like an actor in the movie of the story playing in my mind.  The picture of the character on the front, closely resembles how he has appeared to me during this time.

So what else has been happening?  Plenty!  I am seeing more spirits than ever who appear to be gravitating towards me, being able to help more people with quick impromptu readings, channelling and both my ability to see, hear, feel and smell spirit is stronger than ever.  I am not sure where it is all leading but hopefully the MIBs will make it clear soon.  And yes, I am grounding myself!  I want to post on this blog most days and treat it like a diary as there seems to be something happening every day I need to share with you so if you like it, please keep coming back.

Recently, I met a new friend in the small town where I live in the Hertfordshire countryside.  She told me about a spirit they had encountered in one of the oldest buildings existing on the High Street housing a popular restaurant.  She'd found it amusing because the female spirit had commented on her dress and expressed her disapproval at what she was wearing as well as clothes worn by young women today.  Intrigued, I and my daughter went for breakfast.  As we finished, I excused myself and nipped up stairs to the toilets where my friend had conversed with her.  The spirit made her presence known immediately.

All I heard was her calling me witch, witch over and over again.  I have to say this amused me.  When I asked what she was called though my mind she answered Josephine, Josephine over and over again.  For the first time and at my wish, my Men In Black guardian spirits stood back and let me experience this encounter like someone on Paranormal Witness! Lol.  They did not interfere.

I tried to talk to Josephine but she was more eager to start a fight with me.  She greatly disapproved of me altogether and I apparently did not have one redeeming character.  I could see an outline of the woman moving around the room but her image was more clear in my mind.  I was surprised to see that she was a puritan girl complete with the white cap around her head.  She kept pushing and shoving me while I washed my hands and dried them.  I couldn't help grin and tell her defiantly that we were now in the 21st century and she had to move with the times!  When she got a little rough one of my MIBs moved her against the wall and kept her there so I could leave.  I actually felt honoured to have been allowed to have the experience and not overprotected by my Guardians as I walked down the stairs back to my table hearing witch ringing in my ears.  But it wasn't over yet!

Sitting at the table finishing my coffee, Josephine appeared next to me.  This time she was holding a broom.  Josephine proceeded to hit at my feet with the broom and shout at me to get out.  She kept doing it wanting to sweep me and my energy out of the restaurant.  She continued trying to brush me away even as I paid the bill and walked out the door.  A week later I returned to the restaurant with two other friends, also Spiritual Mediums who were keen to see if they could pick anything up.  Again, I trotted upstairs and was greeted with the same welcome.  This time Josephine was more vicious and my MIBs weren't letting her get her way, pushing her away from me. as though they were bodyguards and I a celebrity that needed protecting.  Chance would be a fine thing! Nice to know I am important to someone! Lol.

One of my friends went upstairs and whilst there heard footsteps but did not see anyone.  When I came back downstairs Josephine tried to chase me out with a broom and shouted at me to get out once more.  Now she was joined with another young Puritan girl who was joining the show.  My friends and I left and as we did I felt a hand in my back pushing me out of the door - one of my MIBs.  I haven't been back for a while but when I walk past I can see them fussing around the tables outside watching out for me shouting witch, witch as I pass!

Join me tomorrow when I talk about the ghost taxi driver, flashing house lights, things that go bump in the night, stalking shopper ghost and the rockstar MIB who appeared next to me today who helps me choose what music to listen to!

Before I go, can anyone else see faces of some spirits in my book cover?

Don't have nightmares! :)

Sara

The Man In Black Book Release, Alarms & Strangers In The Night!

Hello,

I have finally done it!  I have just released by first short non-fiction book about my ghostly and spiritual experiences aptly named, The Man in Black.  It is available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

You can read an excerpt on a previous post on here!

I am now going to work this blog like a diary because so many things have been happening.  I have been arguing with my Man in Black & Spiritual Guide, Nathan along with my spirit protectors and team.  As I have previously said, this usually happens when I think they are trying to tell me how to run my life a little bit too much, something I talk about in the book.  It all started after I was given the news from my Solicitor that I was officially divorced on the 28th November.  I guess, I will never forget that date rather like the way I always remember being in labour for 17 hours and 58 minutes with my daughter on Christmas Eve! Lol.

Although, I am ecstatic to be a free woman, I experienced some sadness and my mood dropped.  On top of that it has been hectic setting up my publishing company ( just waiting on the bank finalising my business account) and I have been suffering some symptoms from my balance an neurological disorder, all of which made me think about life and how it has been treating me lately.  I am not going to go on in to the sob & pity me story suffice to say, I ended up spouting a few home truths to my spirit team about life and how they had forgotten how painful it was to live sometimes.  I switched their interference off and refused to speak or acknowledge them for a while to get some space.

I found out from a lady working in a shoe shop in my town, who is also a Medium that she has similar experiences rowing with her Guides and also stops speaking to them for a while when they get on her nerves and she has finished shouting at them like me.  Nice to know I am not the only one!

So, what has this got to do with all the strangeness going on around me I spoke of earlier?  Well, when I shut them off they will keep quite for a short period of time and will then do all in their power to get me to notice them again which can be infuriating or amusing depending on which way you would choose to look at the situation.  It started yesterday morning when I was sitting in my favourite cafe chatting to my friend.  There were two large flashes of light.  We couldn't work out where they came from.  Also, on the way back from the bathroom I noticed a light flash in the deserted hallway against the white door.  I stared at the door then up at the lights waiting for them to flicker like they do at home and sometimes when I am out when I argue with Nathan but they didn't.  As I moved towards the door to open it in to the restaurant, the alarm for the whole building suddenly went off.

Alarms and sirens are used by my team to try and get my attention.  When I sit in the cafe on the High Street, walk around the shops, sit at home and watch the TV they will both show and make me listen to sirens and alarms going off.  In the last few days I have seen a lot of Ambulances, Fire engines, police cars etc.  It means listen as do the flashing lights.  What signs are used by your Guides and Angels to get your attention?

During the night I woke up suddenly to four large flashes of white light in the room.  There was no lightening storm and it had the same feel as the flashes I had seen in the morning.  Still I am a stubborn woman and when a point needs to be made I stick to it and I promptly ignored them.

The following morning I became aware of a Native American Spirit.  I have been told before this man was around me but I have never seen him or made contact.  He didn't speak to me but he took on the appearance of a Scout.  I am still unsure as to why he keeps showing himself to me.  But he is one of three new spirits I have been seeing around me.  The second is a priest who is there to give me spiritual counselling as I have become disillusioned with my faith in the event of my strong emotions over my divorce, having to move from my home and illness.

But the third gave me a surprise last night.  I was asleep and then woke with a jerk to see the full almost solid image with my physical eyes of a young professor type man standing next to my bookcase in a red shirt, navy jumper and trousers with longish dark hair reading a book.  Disturbed, I asked him to leave but he did not go and my team didn't appear to want to make him.  Both he and Nathan placed their hands on my arm to give me comfort but I would still not be moved.  Sometimes things hurt too much.

This man has followed me around all day with a book.  I don't know who he is.  He will not tell me but I believe he is there to help me somehow and I think it is for me to work out.  Perhaps he is from the old Hospice on which the flats I live in are built?

I will post again soon.  In the meantime enjoy my new book which is also available on Kindle Unlimited!

Sara!

 

Spirit Rider

Hello,

I have finally finished my short book or should I say long essay about my life with spirits.  I am now going through the tedious time consuming process of editing and finalising the legal process for Star Temple Publishing.  Once they have been completed I will release the first book in the series of What Your Spirit Medium Would Never Tell You About Their Relationship With Spirits which will have a subtitle of, Sara & The MIBs.  You can read an extract from my frank account which I guarantee you will find very different from any self help spiritual book you will download off Amazon or buy from a bookshop!

In the meantime, I wanted to tell you about the spirit appearing on a bicycle outside my window riding up and down the street every night.  At first I thought he might be one of my crazy spirit team having a laugh, pedalling his bike fast up and down the pavement, removing his hands from the handles while lifting one leg up in the air to show off.  But I have my doubts.  Even though he is a spirit, I still worry when a car goes past and hope that the young looking man keeps looking where he is going while he moves recklessly across the road.

When I first saw the bike, it looked old fashioned as though from the Victorian era or turn of the century.  Then a few days later it had taken on the appearance of a Raleigh Chopper from the late 70s, early 80s.  He had a flag on a flexible pole on the back.  I haven't seen one of those for years.  He then showed me the bike lying on the ground underneath the front of a car and I decided he might be trying to tell me that he'd had an accident as a child in the 80s and died.

As though to emphasise and amplify my thoughts, when I looked out of the window early evening just the other day I saw him riding around next to what I thought were a group of school children on the corner.  But when I looked closer they moved and I realised they were spirits!  Sometimes, they appear just as strong as the living do walking down the street and I can't tell the difference.

He is there now riding up and down the street at a frantic pace as I look out of the window.  If I find out more about him, I will let you know.

I want to use this blog as a bit of a diary about my life with the spirits around me so come back in the next few days to find the next instalment.

Enjoy your Sunday evening!

Sara

What Your Spiritual Medium Would Never Dare Tell You Extract

Hello,

I am glad so many of you enjoyed my last post detailing the chapters in my forth coming spiritual book, What Your Spiritual Medium Would Never Dare Tell You, based on my experiences and relationship with my spiritual team of guiding and protecting Angels who wear black suits and I nickname my MIBs.

Today, I have posted an extract and I would love to receive your comments.  Also would you prefer me to release my account as a series of short novels on Amazon as I often do with my fiction work as Arabella Kingsley or do you wish to wait for a whole book?  Please leave a comment on here or my FB page, Woman In Black.

Enjoy the extract!

Sara




Holidaying with Spirits

I have written the majority of this book while on holiday on a cruise to the Caribbean in October.  Yep right in the middle of the hurricane season, in particular, the catastrophic Hurricane Ophelia and Storm Brian in 2017.  Why did I do it?  Because I wanted an adventure while the emotionally exhausting process of my divorce came to an end and because I did not want to be left alone in my flat when my daughter went on her A-level trip to New York.

In the summer, just after we moved out of our house and in to the small flat as per the requirements of my divorce to start a new life, I booked a cruise around the Mediterranean for myself and my daughter.  It had been an exhausting two years without a holiday and I could finally find a way to relax.  So, we boarded the cruise ship Britannia at Southampton for the first time on our own ready to have some fun.

The first port of call was Cadiz in Spain and we would be at sea for two days before we reached our destination.  It wasn’t long before I began to notice that not all of the passengers were travelling just with their family.  Some had brought friends from the spirit world.

These extra guests took every advantage at their disposal to make their presence known to me.  Spirits always use paintings, walls and other flat surfaces they can impress their image on to be seen.  Everywhere I looked there was a face grinning back at me and my spirit protection team was having to work overtime to keep them back otherwise I would have been overwhelmed.

They were usually prevalent in the public café and shop areas.  At one point, I even spotted a spirit who had once worked as a chef on board trying to attract my attention.  A young teenage spirit girl ran up the stairs to stand outside one of the cabin rooms in front of me and countless others simply strode through the public areas as though reliving their previous holidays whilst alive.  Thankfully, no spirit made a request for me to inform their family or friends they were there.  I am not sure I would have had the confidence to deal with that.  But there was more to come . . .

After Cadiz, the next port of call was Barcelona.  I was really looking forward to this one having never visited the city before.  We had an excursion booked for the morning and we enjoyed a trip around the city centre as well as outside it to the Spanish village.

When the tour bus made its first stop it was near the famous street, Las Ramblas.  Our female guide pointed it out to us and informed the group that she would not be taking us down the street as it was too busy and she feared she would lose us.  We walked parallel to the street and around the city seeing the famous sights and Gaudi’s masterpieces.  The whole time, I felt a strange prickling sensation up my neck that made me feel chilled despite the very hot weather.  The sensation confused me making me wonder if an unwanted spirit entity was stalking me.  But I received no information from my guides and spiritual protectors.  All I could discern was that they appeared more protective than usual.

Finally, we ended up just outside the city in the Spanish Village where different areas of Spain are showcased with architecture, restaurants etc.  I took a selfie with my daughter and posted it on Facebook announcing we were having fun in Barcelona.  The tour ended and our guide announced that she would have the bus driver drop us off back near Las Ramblas if we wanted to go and have further time in the city before we had to return to the ship.

I wanted to get off at Las Ramblas and take a look at the famous street but my daughter was reluctant.  She wanted to go back to the ship because she was feeling tired and didn’t feel like being lost in the crowd going up and down there.  I was in two minds.  My feet were already killing me and were swollen from the heat so I relented trying to dissuade my mind that I was missing an opportunity.  Around 2.30 pm we returned to the ship and lounged around until we were due to disembark.

I always like to watch the cruise ship I am on leaves the dock and the pilot takes it out of the harbour only to have to make a flying leap on to the boat chugging alongside to retrieve him.  I stood outside on the balcony looking over on the rail to the dock below as the final checks were made by the bridge.

Suddenly there were a flurry of announcements asking if certain named passengers could confirm they were back on board by contacting reception vi the nearest phone on the ship. The voice sounded stressed and frantic.  But I still dismissed it as them searching for passengers who were stragglers and hadn’t turned up on time for the ship’s departure, something that happened every time we were in a port and I duly dismissed it.

While I stood out looking out over the rail I watched my MIBs walking around it guarding.  I wasn’t pleased with them at that moment and I was arguing with them – a natural occurrence when I believed they were interfering too much.  Suddenly a transparent shadow of one of them moved on top of the roof of one of the buildings.  He bent down and sprouted wings that were large and clear at first but then they turned black and menacing as did his body.  Annoyed at them, I shook my head and said sarcastically, “What is that supposed to be the Angel of Death?”  I did not receive an answer.

Shaking my head again I watched the ship move away from the dock and begin its way to the next port, Cannes.  I went for a shower to get ready for dinner and I started to do my hair while my daughter took her own.  We must have been only a few miles out of the Harbour when the Captain made an announcement that was piped directly in to the cabins and in to the bathroom overriding the option to keep announcements silent.  What he told us made me shiver to the bone and my daughter come quickly out of the shower.

“I have been contacted by several of you who are currently watching Sky news about the terrorist attack in Barcelona.”  My phone started to light up and go crazy on Facebook with messages.  We turned on the news and all of the places I had not long ago seen were cordoned off.  Las Ramblas was on lock down.  The Captain informed us that they had been requested to inform the Cruise line’s office in Southampton that all passengers and crew were accounted for and had not been caught up in the attack which occurred before the ship had left the port of Barcelona just when I was seeing my Black Angel which I aptly had named the Angel of Death.

All passengers and crew were accounted for and we had left on time.  We would learn the following day from other passengers on a trip to Monte Carlo from Cannes that many of them had missed it by an hour, half an hour and in some cases minutes.  Each time something had occurred to make them change direction or return to the ship. The frantic requests for certain passengers to make their presence on the ship known before we had left the port had been because the attacks were taking place and they were making sure everyone was safe.  Unlike other cruise ships in port not one passenger or crew had been placed in danger and we had left on time.  Others were delayed because passengers were locked up in cafes while the police dealt with the attack.  The Captain told us that he would be taking the ship on a different route closer to land so everyone could contact home to reassure everyone they were safe.  All night phones were pinging in all of the restaurants and clubs.  To this day I go cold when I tell someone how close my daughter and the others on the ship came to being involved in the attack and a possible casualty.  It might also have been worse if we’d had another departure time.  If I had experienced any doubts about the spiritual protection around me they were dispelled that summer’s evening.

Cruising with my spirit team is always an eye opener.  Not long after we got back from the Med I was hankering for another adventure especially when I remembered my daughter was going to leave me to go on to a school trip to New York.  I didn’t fancy being left alone on the flat when I was still continuing to get down, fit and occasion self harm.  I don’t think my daughter was too happy leaving me on my own either.  So, I idly flicked through the pages on one of the Cruise sales website and came across a cruise to the Caribbean for twenty-four nights.

My daughter was more than eager for me to go.  “Have and adventure, Mum.”  This would be the first time I was going to leave her to fend for herself and this would be the first holiday I would take on my own.  Swallowing my fear after much discussion, I booked the damn thing and went on a grand adventure.

On the 6^th October I boarded the Arcadia even though I was worried about the devastation and havoc Hurricane Ophelia was causing in the Caribbean and went for it.  The plan was to sort and develop my notes for this book as well as write up as much as I could.  I sat in the Piano Bar vigorously writing on paper, something I do to get going and soon found myself explaining to the friendly interested waiter staff that I was an author and it became a regular occurrence in the first few days. I envisaged no interruptions and that I would keep myself to myself but clearly my team had other ideas.  The first distraction came from my team and to my great pleasure from my beloved deceased family members.

I didn’t sleep well on the first night alone in my cabin and spent a restless night. Not surprising as I rarely slept well in the flat or at the house.  I woke around 6.30am and blinked. As I did so I could clearly see Nathan standing over me in his black suit staring intently at my face to check if I was feeling all right.

This is another nightly occurrence for me that, well let’s be honest, would scare the pants off most and did to me at first. But I have now learned to accept their quirky ways and almost obsessive need to make sure I am ok.

Earlier in the first night one of the many MIB sentinels squashed in to my cabin standing guarding me from the bottom of the bed moved out from the wall and tilted his head to one side to ascertain if I required help, so Nathan standing over me after a restless night was no surprise.  Often when I can’t sleep Nathan will lie on top of the covers next to me on the bed and put his arm around me.  I feel instant comfort and warmth.  Nothing makes me feel so safe and secure.  His transparent form and face will become clearer and I suddenly realise I am truly no longer alone in this life.  He will always be by my side.

What Your Spiritual Medium Would Never Dare Tell You!

Hello,

I know it has been a while but I have gone through some major life changes and have finally sold and moved out of the home I shared with my ex-husband.  On top of that I have been away on two cruises, one to the Med and another for just under a month to the Caribbean.  In that time I have been recording my spiritual experiences with my Men In Black Spirits and much more for my new book, What Your Spiritual Medium Would Never Dare Tell You.  I have also set up my own publishing company, Star Temple Publishing Limited here in the UK and will soon be putting out a submissions call for spiritual and self help books that offer a different twist and thought provoking slant than the masses of them out there just as I intend to do with my own.

I don't have any cover art for the book yet but it is well on the way to being completed and is going to shock and intrigue.  I guarantee it!  Chapters after the introduction include:-

1) Meeting The Man In Black

2) The Men In Black Army - read about the Men In Black suits who guard and protect me surrounding my home inside and out.

3) Being Romanced By The Man In Black - the truth about my romantic relationship with my principal guide and twin flame Nathan who arrived an laid claim to me as his wife!

4) The Spirit Doctor - read about the deceased Consultant, World War I nurse and female doctor from the old Hospice on which my flat is now built on the top who take care of my health when I suffer from my FND and balance symptoms.

5) Holidaying with Spirits - this chapter includes an account of my ghostly experiences on my cruise to the Med and when I nearly became embroiled in the terrorist attacks in Barcelona.  And on my cruise to the Caribbean whilst heading towards Hurricane Ophelia in the Atlantic Ocean together with the reading I gave to an Opera singer in front of former Radio One DJ, Mike Read, after seeing spirits on stage with her.

6) Past Life Revelations - read about the images I received about my past life as Sarah with Nathan in  Wisconsin that formed he backdrop of my latest novel, Forever Bound written under my pen name, Arabella Kingsley.  And how I was stalked from the spirit realm by a ghost from that life who hanged me from a tree, murdering myself and my unborn child.

7) Writing With Spirit - read about how Nathan and the others helped me write Erotic BDSM Romance that knocked Fifty Shades of Grey off the No.1 spot in Romantic Erotica on Amazon.

8) Arguing With Spirits.

9) Living With Spirits After Divorce & The Future.

Watch this space!

Sara

Angel Orbs or Dust?

Hello,

I have been having a lot of ghostly and Angelic experiences recently that I want to share with you.  I am continuing to write my book, Writing with Angels but this needs voicing.

This urgency to let you know what has been happening has come with the advent of the Angel Orbs spinning around my very own bedroom at night.  For a while, I only occasionally saw these spheres when I videoed my encounters with the Men In Black Spirits I have already posted on here and my Youtube Channel.  Aware of the controversy created by sceptics and many paranormal experts that these light anomalies are simply dust or water on a camera lens, I didn't think there would be much point in concentrating on them because they would not be taken seriously.  So I dismissed them.

That was until I noticed they were appearing more and more and finally in large numbers in my bedroom at night.  They didn't appear in my room every night but when they did they were usually white or opaque.  However, after a while they changed in to all different colours and grew larger.  They were also accompanied by flashes of brightly coloured lights.

I was amazed and decided they had to be more than dust.  There were too many of them.  I started to post them on online and at first they didn't receive much attention.  That was until I made the mistake of posting them in the paranormal subreddit on Reddit.  I got a lot of messages that informed me it was dust and I was basically stupid.  They were offensive, rude troll comments and these so called superior, more informed people even considered the brightly purple orb I caught on camera to be dust as well.  One guy even told me to get an air filter to clean out my room! LOL.

Everyone is entitled to their opinion but they were taking it to the extreme and insisting my house was full of dust!  Take a look at the videos below and consider whether or not you have seen dust particles that size and whether or not they would move around like that.

I am all for healthy good natured and polite scepticism.  I am not fully sure what they are.  I'd like to believe they are wonderful Angelic beings floating around looking after us but I can't know for sure.  Neither can Scientists be sure they are dust.  Maybe they are a natural phenomena none of us have even considered yet.  One thing is for sure, I know what dust looks like and this isn't it! LOL.  In any event I don't need a camera to see these Orbs and I have seen them inside the house, in other buildings & houses and outside in the fresh air with my own eyes.

What do you think?  Keep it polite. :)

Check out my latest Orb videos below together with a MIB spirit video.  Remember you can see all of my videos on my Youtube Channel.

In the next few days I will be posting on more light phenomena and two Readings I recently found myself giving out of the blue in a restaurant for the fist time.

Enjoy your evening and don't have nightmares! :)

Sara

Latest Video,

Large Purple Orb

And finally for all those new to the blog, my MIB video! :)