Helen the Healer: June 2014

Wednesday, 25 June 2014

Spooky house clearing: Lighting up

Tom opened the windows and doors to let the joystick smoke flow from the house and managed to stop the smoke alarm from screeching.

Clifford, the spirit and I joined the others downstairs and I started to relay Clifford’s concerns, no sooner had I mentioned leaving a light on that a knowing and slightly bemused look flashed between Tom and his partner Sheila; ‘what?’ I enquired of them. Tom had often been adamant he turned the landing light off only to see it back on again, similar happenings had occurred with other lights in the house. Tom said it had become so common place that he gave up turning the landing light off and left it on all of the time now!

We had to laugh, it seems Clifford got his point across without my intervention on that one.

Tom assured Clifford that the electrics had recently been re-wired and he promised to check all of the windows were safe for children. We walked around the house and garden with Clifford in tow, asking about the safety of it all.

Although Clifford was happy about Tom’s efforts and his promise to keep the house safe in future, he was still not willing to move on. Clifford was not ‘Stuck’ in the house, neither was it stopping him from being with his wife. He had been popping back and forth keeping an eye on it for some time but more so once he knew it was to have new tenants.

Monday, 16 June 2014

House clearing: Smoke & Mirrors

Clifford’s wife fell very ill, she stayed at home and they made the back bedroom into her nursing room when she was bed-bound.

Clifford did most of her caring with a little help and support from a district nurse. She passed as peacefully as she could in the bedroom of their lovely home.

Clifford went on for a few more years without her but always knew they would be together again; and they are. Though it was Clifford that often returned to the house alone. He was not there all of the time, just when he thought he could get his messages across.

‘This home was intended for a family, to have children in it.’ Clifford said time and again.

He told me how the landing light should be left on so no one fell down the stairs, of how the electrics in the house should be checked out, that sockets needed to be moved up the wall. He was obsessed with having a smoke alarm, with the kitchen being child friendly, the windows being secure... He was like a health and safety spirit ensuring the next family were safe and he was not going to let up until he could be sure it was done!

I understood and suggested we talk to the gentleman owner downstairs about his concerns; just at this point the smoke alarm on the landing let forth it’s scream as the scented smoke from the jostick became too much for it.

Wednesday, 4 June 2014

Spirit Cleaning: Family house with no children

I explained the situation to Tom and asked him if he would ask the ladies to refrain from the chanting, he trotted downstairs and the chanting ceased. I sat on the edge of a single bed waiting for the gentleman spirit to return, it did not take long before I was introducing myself to an elderly gentleman of ‘cuddly’ proportion, dressed in casual trousers, shirt and well loved and worn jacket that was very comfortable being left open. He had fair skin and very little hair as you would expect from a man of his years.

Once I was introduced to Clifford he immediately picked up on all the questions I had racing through my mind; why are you still here? What were your circumstances when you were alive? Did you live in this house? Were you alone?

Clifford’s answers came across to me as images, expressions, feelings and words: ‘We were very lucky to be moved up here after the war, they wanted to fill these houses with new families, start a new community away from the city.’ I could see he was talking about himself and his wife, they were newly-weds intending to start a family but the family never came, it seems they could not have the children they so desperately wished for, instead living out their lives in the family house alone.

They made some friends in the area, ‘some you could call good and others that were just around’ he said. The couple grew ever closer and loving through their childless lives.

Still I was none the wiser for his apparent reluctance to leave his home.