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Mediumship and me
My journey with spirit with Kathy Mingo, Aura Medium and Healer
I usually avoid the topic of mediumship and tend towards the more dimensional and consciousness themes, but I thought that discussing my journey with mediumship might be helpful to any of you pursuing your own path to this and ultimately to the realisation that spiritual practices are encompassed within the framework of consciousness, in fact, they are one and the same.
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As a child I was very imaginative, my mind was awash with the ethereal and the magical, I ran everywhere and was generally called happy go lucky.
My imagination was purely natural to me and I thought nothing of losing hours and hours within the context of my own mind. I was an avid reader and thirsted for knowledge, I still do.
Once, during a camping trip in Cornwall when I was young, I went “ missing” only to be found by my sister with our black whippet at the time called Lizzy Dripping having an imaginary dog show, complete with guests, other dogs competing and a brass band! Time was easily lost in this meditative world.
This imagination was what I now believe to be a way of surpassing the mind and allowing the stream of consciousness to naturally flow through me. I can somehow allow the mind to release when I am channelling or tuning in.
I have always been Psychic ( intuitive and prophetic) but my mediumship career really started when I was at Quest (crystal and wellbeing shop) when it was in Ewell Village, the psychic had not turned up that day and I was asked if I would step in at short notice.
I knew that whatever happened I needed the client to lie down and that I would intuitively work through their auric field. (As I have developed, I now call myself an aura profiler, as the auric layers hold a litany of information, that can be decoded and deciphered).
The client lay down and all I saw were pins and screws in their neck and spine, I was convinced, but he kept saying no Kathy I haven' t. I connected with his loved ones that had passed and thought no more of the pins and screws information. Two days later the client was hit by a truck when he was on his motorbike, and came back to me with a head halo, as his whole neck and some spine were pinned and screwed together as I had foretold. He was fine by the way, but he kept calling me the witch for years after.
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