Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Benevolent Spirits, Guardian Angels

I think most of us are familiar with the concept of the guardian angel, who stays with you throughout your life on earth, guiding you and shielding you from danger and harm.

Some mediums believe most of us have spirit guides, known as “Doorkeepers”, that stay with an individual from a time prior to birth right through to the afterlife and beyond.

Whether that is true I cannot say, but over the years I have collected many accounts of a mysterious benevolent force preventing death and injury in the lives of people, and here are just a couple of these intriguing cases.

At 6.30pm one dark autumnal evening, in October, 1973, a 19-year-old Kirkby woman named Sylvia went to help her husband, Ken, who was serving in a mobile shop.

Sylvia was 5½ months pregnant, and as she made her way to the shop on wheels, she had to walk over an expanse of treacherous waste ground which was still slippery from a recent heavy downpour.

Sylvia slipped, and both of her feet came off the ground as she tumbled backwards, but the young pregnant woman never landed on her back because something “caught her” in mid-air and gently lowered her down to the ground, and that unseen something felt like a giant pair of hands.

Sylvia was sure that, if those invisible hands had not saved her, she would probably have fallen heavily and miscarried.
In 1965, an unearthly mimic saved the life of a girl on Cornett Road, off Longmoor Lane, Aintree. A 14-year-old named Mary attended Sherwood Lane Girls’ Secondary Modern School, and after the 4 o’clock bell had rung, Mary would go to Hartley’s newsagents for a bag of sweets before going home.

Mary’s beauty soon caught the eye of a 15-year-old boy named Sam Miller, of Inglis Road.

He started following Mary, and became hopelessly besotted by her to such an extent, he would often stand opposite the girl’s home on Cornett Road of an evening and gaze up at Mary’s window, hoping to catch a glimpse of her silhouette on the lemon-coloured curtains.

Three days into this stalking behavior, infatuated Sam saw something that froze his blood. Just before 9pm, he saw Mary’s silhouette come into view on the curtains.

The girl seemed to be standing on a chair for a few moments – then she dropped slightly and hung there, plainly suspended by a rope or cord.

She swung sideways, and Sam ran across the road and hammered on Mary’s door until her bald bullet-headed father answered.

‘Mary’s hanged herself!’ Sam shrieked, and the girl’s father was understandably taken aback by this remark. ‘Where?’ he asked. ‘Up in her room!’ a tearful Sam told him.

Mary’s father looked down at the teenager with a puzzled expression.

‘She isn’t in her room, lad. Why, here she is now!’ he said, and looked down the road.

There was Mary walking towards her house. Sam backed away from the furious man and ran off, feeling confused and a fool.

Three days later, Mary was found red-handed in her bedroom, trying to make a noose from a length of washing line.

She intended to end it all, for she was being bullied by a gang of local girls.

Her father had seen his daughter go upstairs with the washing line, and, recalling the chilling claim of Sam Miller earlier that week, he became suspicious and followed Mary up to her room.

She’d been saved by the eerie premonition that her admirer had seen three nights before.

Mary and Sam dated for three years and later married.