I continued through life with my angels and guides by my side. I never spoke about these experiences or my beliefs to anyone, except my family and the few close friends when the subject crept into conversation. I accepted it as being part of me, but being a quiet and reserved person, I feared people around me would judge me and call me weird or wacky, so I kept it to myself, in order to fit in.
Through my medium friend I had been introduced to my mum’s mum, who had sadly died when my mum was just 8 years old. She had come through to my mum at one of the spiritual meetings with our medium friend in the beginning of my family’s experiences with spirituality. This reunion between them was very emotional and moving. My mum had never spoken about her mum, as she had felt too much sadness, for when her mum passed away she was taken from her beloved father who lived in Somerset, to be brought up by her mum’s sister in Birkenhead.
Her auntie was a strong forceful character and convinced her dad that he was not in a position to bring up a young girl alone. Mum had two older brothers who were away in the army at the time, it being 1944. Although mum’s auntie gave her a good home she always rubbed it in that she did not belong there and treated her differently to how she treated her own 4 children, yet still dictated how my mum should live her life. Fortunately mum’s uncle was a gentler character, and was always there to comfort her and help her get through some of the difficult times. I guess my mum blocked these childhood memories from her mind, so when her mum came through at this meeting, my mum alone knew that this was really her, on the basis of what was being said by the medium. The emotions and energies were intense in that room that night. Since that first meeting my mum’s mum has been so happy to share and be part of our lives. I have come to know her and grown to love her as if I had known her here on earth. She has always been with us, but our bond is stronger and closer now, for knowing that she is there for us.
Since then, my grandmother has comforted me when I feel down or sad. She sounds very much like my mum, which is comforting as I live a long way from my parents. This was reassuring when I was bringing up my two lovely young daughters. She was willing and eager to offer advice when needed and kept me calm. I could feel her happiness and delight in watching my daughters grow into the beautiful young ladies they are today. She made me realise that every moment spent bringing up my children are precious and I still enjoy being a mum today. I knew she was present, for when my eldest daughter was only a few months old, she would often stare into the same place smiling and chuckling away to herself. She would suddenly stop crying and become calmed before I even reached her. As a toddler she would point and laugh into space and as soon as she was able to talk she would say the kind old lady came and kissed me goodnight. I would feel my grandmother’s presence or catch a glimpse of her but I think this was a special bond that was developing between great grandmother and great granddaughter. This strong bond very much exists today.
When my eldest daughter was 4 months old my dear grandma, my dad’s mum passed away. I was very close to her and could not imagine life without her in it.
My mum had a close relationship with her and although my grandma had a daughter and 3 sons of her own she treated my mum as if she was her own daughter. She too had lost her mum as a child. My grandma was a very gentle kind lady who had worked hard all her life, being in service from a young girl, then dedicating her life as a wife and mother while running a small sweet shop. She coped looking after her 4 small children during the dark hours of the blitz of the 2nd world war, while my granddad was working at the docks. She never asked for much but was contented and grateful for small pleasures in life and loved her family being around her. Her passing was devastating to us all, but I always sensed her presence in that quiet manner of hers, and my eldest daughter would often refer to seeing another old lady smiling down at her.
About 10 years after my grandma’s passing, a neighbour invited me to go with her to see a medium who was visiting our village hall that evening. The hall was packed but I did recognise another villager, who I knew was an animal healer and very spiritual, but everyone else were strangers. The medium did a couple of readings for individuals, then she came through with a quiet gentle lady, who was without a doubt my dear grandma. I was shocked, and being shy and hating being on show I was hesitant to reveal myself. The force around me was stronger and I had to speak out, although the medium kept asking me to speak a little louder. She conveyed that my grandma had died of motor neurons disease, which was true, and that she had always feared death, which I also knew to be true. She said that she had passed peacefully and as her illness was diagnosed not long before she died, she had not suffered and still had time to get everything in order, before she left us. She went on to say how I had been an odd child in the fact that she and my granddad always said I was an old soul. She knew that I believed in angels, though I had never told her this before, and that an angel was with her and presenting me with a beautiful diamond in gratitude for all the kindness I had given to people throughout my life. 
She said I was unaware of how many people I had helped and given comfort too. She confirmed that she was often with me and that I would become more aware of her presence. I had forgotten my shyness as the medium talked, for I was in no doubt that this was my dear grandma. I felt so peaceful and calm afterwards, and when it ended many commented what a lovely special reading I had had. I also discovered that many of those present were spiritual and knew that I was too, and were surprised that I had not been using any of my spiritual abilities. One person suggested that I could read auras. This was new territory for me, but that evening was another development in my spiritual awakening.
After that evening I felt different, more aware of things around me, and I began to educate myself with as much knowledge I could read or find. I felt guided to books and lessons by inspirational people such as Doreen Virtue, Colin Fry, Gordon Smith and Kyle Gray but there have been many others.
I chat to my grandma often and she is still as important in my life as she was when she was alive. I realised that it is not auras that I read but it is people’s energies that I seem to pick up on.
The precious gift from an angel opened me up to seeing angels all around me and I always feel safe and at peace. It still took many years to work through my own lack of confidence, self-doubt and not believing in myself to fully understand the divine power that the precious diamond possessed and the extent in which my spiritual abilities can be used to help people feel joy, peace and love within themselves. So a new chapter begins in my spiritual awakening, which I intend to cover in future blogs.