Often I see people when their grief is still raw,
but sometimes it turns out that a spirit has waited a long, long
time to deliver a message to the right person and the best example
I can think of happened when I was taking part in a seminar in
Dusseldorf in 1995. I was giving some private readings and working
with an interpreter called Christina because I don’t speak
German. I would relay the messages in English and she would translate
it straight into German for the sitter.
One day Christina brought a very elderly lady
to my hotel room for a reading and introduced her as Helena. They
made themselves comfortable opposite me and I began to explain
via Christina how the sitting would work. Helena nodded in agreement
and I started to tune into the Spirit world to ask if there was
anyone there who needed to reach Helena.
In my mind’s eye I could see a young man,
tall and handsome, sitting at a table in a dimly lit café;
I described him and Christina told Helena in turn, who looked baffled.
She was just opening her mouth to say she didn’t recognise
this person when I heard a voice call “Dieter”. She
clapped her hands over her mouth and nodded that she knew him.
I asked my spirit guides to make the link between
the name and the young man and they confirmed that he was indeed
Dieter and that he had passed during the second world war. I closed
my eyes and saw a scene unfold, something I rarely do; usually
I hear messages rather than see them played out. There was a beautiful
girl sitting opposite Dieter and holding his hands. They got up
from the table and went outside to stand together under a streetlight
in the snow. I knew that they were in Berlin.
Christina kept checking with Helena that this
was true, and she kept nodding. I saw the couple kissing and embracing
each other and I could hear and repeat their conversation. Dieter
was saying how much he loved her and that when he came back from
the navy they would marry. He took off his glasses, which had a
gold frame, and gave them to the woman, telling her to have them
melted down for a wedding ring. They stood quietly for a while
and then Dieter started to sing and they both laughed and began
to dance under the streetlight. When the scene ended I opened my
eyes and saw Christina and Helena both in tears. The young woman
was obviously Helena. I continued to tell them the message as I
heard it.
Dieter said that he was a submariner who died
at sea in 1944 and that he had continued to watch over her after
his death. He said too that he had guided her when she was escaping
from Germany at the end of the war. Helena continued to nod, and
Dieter told me about a tiny farmhouse in Holland where he had led
her and that he’d known that as she was struggling across
Europe she could often feel his presence. He knew that she’d
thanked him, even though she had wanted to die when she’d
heard he’d been killed. He added that he was glad she still
wore his ring, and Helena lifted her right hand to show Christina
and I the gold band.
He had come through to communicate with her because
he wanted her to know that he was happy that she had found love
again, and said that he was in Spirit with her husband, Paul, who
had recently died. He told Helena she must not upset herself by
over and over terrible memories of the war and that everyone on
both sides had suffered enough loss. He mentioned others she had
lost during her life and told her that she must be at peace with
herself and know that she was a good person who had been caught
up in a horrendous situation, and had to do all she could to save
herself.
Her husband Paul them came forwards and I heard
his voice instead. He passed on a gentle message of love and thanks,
promising her that she would never feel lonely as so many of her
loved ones were looking on. Then the sitting ended.
Christina, Helena and I all went to have a coffee
together to think over what had just happened and Helena told me
her story in great detail, and this time Christina translated it
for me. Everything in the message had been true, and fitted into
the tale she told me now. After she met and married Paul she had
been unable to forget Dieter, sometimes feeling as though she was
betraying her husband when she wondered what her life with her
first love might have been like.
She’d also felt that both the men would
have been great friends had they met in life, and this thought
sustained her. When Paul died suddenly of a heart attack she had
felt the need to see a medium so she could have a chance to say
a proper goodbye, but the last thing she had expected was for Dieter
to come through, nor for him to be standing alongside Paul.
This was a true story of love never dying and
I think that if we truly love someone neither death nor time has
any bearing on it. Dieter had loved Helena passionately but when
she had a second chance at family life and happiness he moved on
and allowed her that. When she was left bereft after the death
of her husband he reappeared to comfort her. There is nothing selfish
about real love, and it transcends personality to become healing
and nurturing. When people die it is this love which persists and
lives on with the spirit..
