Hi All,
We have been talking ghosts and ghost stories every
Thursday. I have been sharing “Ghost 101” as I know it and some stories to how
it all ties together.
Today let’s talk how grief can tie a ghost to being
earthbound. While in England this last spring, my group of friends and I went
to Wells Cathedral.
Wells Cathedral is the seat of the Bishop of Bath
and Wells. It dates back prior to the year 1175 but has been used since then as
the seat. The cathedral itself is still in use for services.
The group ended up splitting up for a bit at our
time at the Cathedral. Rob and I did a group tour to gain knowledge of the history
of the building. Vicky and her group went at their own pace and took in the
cathedral.
I was in awe of all the art work not only in the
design of the building but in the stain glass windows, the pews and ceiling
throughout the building. To my surprise there were tombs in the floor for the
building throughout the hallways and Bishops and other higher-ups in the church
were entombed along the walls of the cathedral and in the mini areas that had
alters. I was in constant amazement as to how huge this cathedral was and all
the different areas within there were.
It started in a small round private worship area
that was circular in shape. Vicky was actually exploring the area as Rob and I
were wrapping up our tour. Vicky asked me to come and check out this area. When
I walked into the private area I felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness and despair
wash over me. Vicky asked me to step out a minute so we could discuss what I
was picking up. As I stepped over the doorway and out to the hall, the feelings
immediately left. Vicky shared she felt there was a woman stuck in there. I
told her what I had felt and we both stepped back into the area. When we did, I
took a few minutes to ground, center and do my ritual of preparing to
communicate or what my friends call “Tapping In”. Once I was ready, a young
woman started to come into my view. She was sobbing as she was curled up in a
ball in the middle of the marble floor. I began to describe to Vicky what I was
seeing. I slowly approached the woman and asked her why she was there. She said
she had lost her husband and sons when raiders burned and pillaged her small
village. She had thought she escaped with her infant son, but men found her
hiding, took her baby, killed him in front of her and then abused her and
killed her as well.
I asked her why she was here in the church and not
with her family happy on the other-side and at peace. She said to me she had
gotten confused and frightened with all that was going on around her and the
sadness she had for her husband and boys. She was crushed spirit-wise seeing
her body lying broken on the ground she thought of the Cathedral and it being a
place of safety. She said she didn’t remember how she got there, just that she
was there.
I then explained to her, she didn’t belong here and
that she was in fact deceased like her family and she belonged in the light
with them. Still grieving and wiping tears from her eyes she looked up at me
and said she did not understand. I had to take a minute to figure out how I was
going to explain this all to her. I began by telling her that I was very sorry
for the loss of her family who she loved very much. I also told her I couldn’t
imagine what she had been through and the pain she must have suffered. I
explained to her that when she crossed over to Heaven or the other-side,
however she sees it, that she would see her family and be healed from all she
suffered in her life. She would experience pure unconditional love and all the
grief would come to an end.
I then asked the angels to help by bringing her
family with them to help her cross over. I saw her face light up as a small boy
jumped into her arms. I could hear him scold her for taking so long to find him
again. He smiled at me and then they both faded into a stream of white light.
Vicky and I took a few minutes to discuss what had
happened. Then we both channeled Reiki to the area before we grounded and cut
cords from the situation.
I still have a hard time believing this woman stayed
trapped in the church for hundreds of years grieving for her family and scared
to move on.
Have an amazing rest of the week!
Blessings All,
Wendy
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