PREFACE
It will further help your understanding by reading the ‘Forward’, to give you some knowledge and understanding of the world of Mediums. Although I am a Spiritualist/Medium/Psychic, my goal is not to impose my views and beliefs on you but to tell a story and to tell the stories behind the poetry, my inspiration and the meaning behind them. Whether you believe whether some incidents are possible or not just be open minded for these incidents frequent the lives of Mediums. This is a love story and includes some of the situations around the characters concerned. It is written as if the character Maryann herself is telling the story. Some of the characters names may seem unusual but those are the nicknames given in relation to their social network pages. Those of you who have experienced a long distance or online relationship will understand the challenges faced. This story I like to think of it as a kind of hybrid. Please read with an open mind and try to understand there is much more in heaven than on earth. The Universe is awe-inspiring and never doubt its power. Any names, dates, places or similarities in any way are purely co-incidental MPB
SOUL LOVE
Endless as the heavens for eternally forever
As deep as the darkest ocean, can never sever
Spiritual love
Looking up at the skies I see that star
It gives bright hope although so far
Hope for one day to meet once more
I will meet again, those eyes as before
And taste your passions fruit
Never wanes or dies Soul love spans all time
For eternally entwined
One is part of the other as the other is part of the whole
Never knew you existed for my heart you stole
For some who do not understand
For feelings to be shared
Love has to be given freely all truth must be aired
Sometimes the truth hurts and pains and bleeds the heart
For sometimes too love hurts so bad, time must be spent apart
But a silver cord is threaded to, your soul from me to you
Sending healing comforts and unconditional love too
Even when impossibilities stretch ahead and cloud and pain the heart
I will always be in spirit behind guiding and encouraging although so apart
For you I have boundless feelings, there's no beginning and no ending
Like the stars in heavens sky
There's never any need to ask why
There's just a knowing of what is meant to be
If I could have a wish for mankind it would be to see
For when spirit touches your heart your soul is set to fly free
MPB (c)
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
The Star gate Project was the umbrella code name of one of several sub-projects established by the U.S. Federal Government to investigate the reality, and potential military and domestic applications, of psychic phenomena, particularly "remote viewing:" the purported ability to psychically "see" events, sites, or information from a great distance.] These projects were active from the 1970s through 1995, and followed up early psychic research done at The Stanford Research Institute (SRI), The American Society for Psychical Research, and other renowned involved psychical research labs.
For those who largely remain unseen, our guides and our mentors and for the love of Spirit who without, this book would not have come about. & To my beloved Grandmother Jane Paterson my first mentor. MPB
TWIN FLAME
A thousand longings
For the day of recognition
For the dawning you recall
A thousand years and many lifetimes
Are worth waiting for that day
Of reuniting and kindling
That twin flame
MPB (c)
“Love is the ultimate answer. Love is not an abstraction but an actual energy, or spectrum of energies, which you can "create" and maintain in your being. Just be loving. You are beginning to touch God within yourself. Feel loving. Express your love.
Love dissolves fear. You cannot be afraid when you are feeling love. Since everything is energy, and love encompasses all energies, all is love.” Brian L Weiss MD “MESSAGES FROM THE MASTERS”
“I know by his scent Before he reaches my hair That the breeze has risen And dances upon the meadow. If one could take love as one takes a lover and rest his head between the breasts and know peace!"
~ Excerpt from
Thousand and One Nights
“Know, therefore, that from the greater silence I shall return.... Forget not that I shall come back to you.... A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.”
KAHLIL GIBRAN
DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR
CHAPTER ONE "THE BACKGROUND"
Maryann was a senior lecturer who worked at a private college in the centre of a small provincial city. Her job as head of holistic therapies was to teach and develop new courses for the growing interest in complementary therapies. It was a stressful job one that she sort of fell into. A previously employed colleague had warned her what might happen working in this establishment but she had thought she could handle it. In spite of this, she loved the work and she enjoyed meeting the students and found it rewarding.
FEBRUARY 13TH 2006
Maryann was sitting at her computer; she loved tinkling at her little Mac and loved it for it was easy to write up notes. However getting a bit fed up, she switched Yahoo Messenger on to available to see if it would alleviate some of the humdrum.
HIM john_jack01
“Hey”
ME
“Hi, who are you?”
HIM
“John”
ME
“How can I help you?”
Looking back, I was very abrupt and blunt in my response for I had been through this chat up scenario so many times and felt so jaded and I couldn’t be bothered but none the less carried on the conversation.
ME
“And why have you contacted me?”
There was a long pause before John typed.
“Emmm just for a chat, I saw your profile on Yahoo and it said you were a teacher”
ME
“Well yes I suppose I am, a lecturer at a further education college”. “So tell me about yourself”
Poor John, here I was sort of busy, yet a bit bored, half wanting to escape the workload and half not wanting to be bothered with silly chat up lines.
HIM
“Well I am a Math Teacher in San Francisco US”
ME
“Well what age are you?” “What kinds of interests have you?” “What kind of music do you like?” “What kind of food do you like?” “Describe yourself to me, your height, build etc”.
Looking back it fills me with smiles, I must have interrogated him and at the time, I really was not bothered if he messaged me again. I barely told him anything about me as far as I was concerned this was a one-way conversation on my terms. I was determined to keep myself to myself and not be taken in and duped. I must have asked him around 50 questions all about himself and barely giving him time to respond before I launched the next onslaught.
ME
“Well I have to go, it’s lunchtime and I’m busy”, I said abruptly. “Bye!”
HIM
“Can we chat again?”
ME
“Perhaps, bye”
HIM
“Bye then”
Thinking no more about him, I logged off messenger, had lunch, and returned to my Mac to get on with some work. This was supposed to be my day off, but I did not mind I took pleasure in what I achieved and had made many friends amongst the students. I know you shouldn’t have favourites and I tried to treat each equally, but there had been one who had intrigued me.
To be honest in the beginning she was disruptive, a loud mouth and a stirrer and if there was any disruption in my class, she would have been at the centre of it. However, I felt I had to help her. Annie as she was named, although she could be a right pain in the ass made me laugh, she brought out my wicked sense of humour but she was hopeless as a student. She was not terribly bright but she had a way with people, getting them to talk about themselves and that was a good quality to have as a therapist. Boy was she dumb though, she was totally hopeless at theory and as I got to know her, she talked about her family and her mother often popped in as a model for her treatments. As I got to know them both I knew her mother wanted her to pass this course so I decided to take her under my wing and tutor her through the course. This was the beginning of my friendship with Annie.
The most of the students knew I specialised in complementary therapies and quite a few knew I was also a Medium/Psychic and this fascinated the majority of them. I tried to answer them as tactfully as I could. I was aware I could frighten a few of them so had to be careful and would avoid talking about this subject. As I had introduced Aromatherapy and Reflexology into the curriculum, I had to touch on the Auric field to explain about the meaning of holistic and how some complementary therapies worked in this way, working on the spirit.
I also ran an evening class in Psychic development at a well known psychic college in town and always had to depart sharp after my aromatherapy class to be prepared for this class as a result students found out this class and a few wished to attend.
Annie was a total unbeliever of Spiritual matters and would goad and tease me about this psychic side of me; she could be disruptive in class at times because of this. Until one Tuesday afternoon in manicure class, she was being particularly obnoxious with her goading. I had always felt that there was something about Annie and it was to be this day I would discover why.
She was calling out, “Prove it, prove it Ms Smith!”
When she was sitting alone and reasonably quiet I sat down beside her and launched into survival evidence. Something I did not like doing unless I was invited to do so. I had just had enough of her goading and was loosing patience with her general behaviour. I gave her evidence of her grandmother’s passing, her deceased aunt and details about her family and father, giving out dates, times, places and names. She was stunned and very shocked into silence for a moment burst into torrents of tears and then rushed to the students’ rest room.
I gave her time to calm down then I sent a student to find her and bring her back into the classroom, from that day, forth she was a believer and it forged our friendship.
13TH FEBRUARY EVENING
Well I finished of the notes I had been preparing for the students course work had dinner watched TV for a bit and then opened my Mac to check over the notes, that everything was in order. I also logged into Messenger as I communicated with my students from time to time. I gave out my IM and email address, so if they needed help and if I was around, I would. Not many took up the offer but Annie was one of the few and she did make me laugh so much. I was not expecting him! John_jack01 to message me again. I had been polite to the point of rudeness.
HIM
“Hey again”
ME
“Oh hi”. “How are you?”
HIM
“I’m doing great!” “How about you?”
ME
“Oh I’m fine thanks”
Moreover, I cannot remember the conversation word for word but we did chat more and before I knew it, the time just flew. We seemed to just click and an hour had passed John asked if he could add me to his list, so I agreed, but I didn’t add him to mine straight away being still a bit sceptical but at the same time fascinated.
I didn’t tell John too much about myself at this point preferring to interrogate him and at some point as the relationship deepened John did admit I had almost put him off by my fifty questions. When I asked why it had not put him off he told me there was something about my eyes in my profile picture.
Later on that first day after I had chatted to him the second time, I checked out his Yahoo Messenger profile, it stated his age was 48 but it was a younger looking photo and my immediate thoughts were he must take good care of himself. Then I noticed his email address, Yahoo.co.uk. Immediately I felt my hackles rise,
“Another chat up liar!” I told myself.
I mentioned the chat to Annie next day and I mentioned I had been taken in by him that I had really liked him but I couldn’t understand why if he really was in the US, why was he using a UK email address?
TUESDAY 14TH FEBRUARY
Today was Valentine’s Day, I was a bit sad but at the same time, it was Tuesday my favourite day at work, Aromatherapy and I loved teaching this subject. I was passionate about it. It was a busy day though for I taught Psychic development that day in the evening too. Annie was becoming so curious about my class.
“So well why don’t you come along?” I asked.
“Oh can I?” Annie exclaimed
She seemed excited like any new convert. I smiled to myself, for me it was just ordinary and part of normal life.
“The class starts at 7.30pm, I will see you then,” I told Annie.
Since Annie was new to all, of this, I decided to sit her in the centre of my circle of students and each was to use their psychic abilities to tune into her aura. All Annie had to do was just sit there. Annie had also told me she was starting to get premonitions, some were just mundane ordinary things but some were quite frightening to her. I reassured her saying she had a choice, she could learn to master this ability by coming to the classes, where by she could develop the ability to be able to switch her power on and off. On the other hand she could choose not to think about psychic things, and have nothing to do with it what so ever. The choice was hers.
That night my psychic development students were quite excited at having someone new on which to practise. They were a band I had been working with for some months, they had previously attended other classes elsewhere and had not been too enamoured by them. They were however coming along very nicely with my fun teaching methods. I always had believed that learning should be fun and that you learn and take in so much more information whilst having fun.
Annie had enjoyed the evening, she was impressed by what my psychic development students had told her and how fast the class had gone, she just did not want to go home. When I asked her if she had decided what she wanted to do, she jumped at the chance to come again. Therefore, it was settled I had a new student in my psychic development class.
Next day I met an excited Annie at the college.
“You will never guess what happened!” she explained excitably. “I met this most amazing woman, she told me all about you, she knew your name, what you looked like everything”.
“Who was she? Did she say how she knew me?” I retorted very puzzled.
Annie went on to explain whilst she had been at the train station waiting for her train home and she had phoned a friend to tell her how much she had enjoyed my class. Unbeknown to her a middle-aged woman who was sitting on the same bench overheard the conversation. When Annie hung up, she apologised for overhearing but she had heard Annie mention the college and she had been there that evening. The woman then handed over her business card and introduced herself to Annie.
“My name is Meg Watson, but this is my professional name”, she explained. “This is my professional name on the card”.
The business card was brightly coloured with a sun and moon on a dark background, it had the name “Emperoress of the sun” “Mystic and Clairvoyant”.
She then went on to explain that she knew the college and told Annie that, you will go on to help Maryann in lots of ways. Annie was amazed she knew who I was and not only that but went on to tell her lots of things about me, described my appearance and character and told Annie things about me that Annie did not know but that I could confirm. She told Annie too that I would help her in lots of ways. The two of them continued to chat until Annie alighted from the train at her station. It had been a chance but amazing meeting.
“Can you tell me as much as you remember”, I quizzed Annie. “How could she know me? This is so strange”.
Then again, it was not really that strange in the life of a Medium............................CONTINUED
COPYRIGHT MAGGIE BROWN COURTESY OF PARKBENCH PUBLICATIONS
maggiebrownonline.com
It will further help your understanding by reading the ‘Forward’, to give you some knowledge and understanding of the world of Mediums. Although I am a Spiritualist/Medium/Psychic, my goal is not to impose my views and beliefs on you but to tell a story and to tell the stories behind the poetry, my inspiration and the meaning behind them. Whether you believe whether some incidents are possible or not just be open minded for these incidents frequent the lives of Mediums. This is a love story and includes some of the situations around the characters concerned. It is written as if the character Maryann herself is telling the story. Some of the characters names may seem unusual but those are the nicknames given in relation to their social network pages. Those of you who have experienced a long distance or online relationship will understand the challenges faced. This story I like to think of it as a kind of hybrid. Please read with an open mind and try to understand there is much more in heaven than on earth. The Universe is awe-inspiring and never doubt its power. Any names, dates, places or similarities in any way are purely co-incidental MPB
SOUL LOVE
Endless as the heavens for eternally forever
As deep as the darkest ocean, can never sever
Spiritual love
Looking up at the skies I see that star
It gives bright hope although so far
Hope for one day to meet once more
I will meet again, those eyes as before
And taste your passions fruit
Never wanes or dies Soul love spans all time
For eternally entwined
One is part of the other as the other is part of the whole
Never knew you existed for my heart you stole
For some who do not understand
For feelings to be shared
Love has to be given freely all truth must be aired
Sometimes the truth hurts and pains and bleeds the heart
For sometimes too love hurts so bad, time must be spent apart
But a silver cord is threaded to, your soul from me to you
Sending healing comforts and unconditional love too
Even when impossibilities stretch ahead and cloud and pain the heart
I will always be in spirit behind guiding and encouraging although so apart
For you I have boundless feelings, there's no beginning and no ending
Like the stars in heavens sky
There's never any need to ask why
There's just a knowing of what is meant to be
If I could have a wish for mankind it would be to see
For when spirit touches your heart your soul is set to fly free
MPB (c)
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
The Star gate Project was the umbrella code name of one of several sub-projects established by the U.S. Federal Government to investigate the reality, and potential military and domestic applications, of psychic phenomena, particularly "remote viewing:" the purported ability to psychically "see" events, sites, or information from a great distance.] These projects were active from the 1970s through 1995, and followed up early psychic research done at The Stanford Research Institute (SRI), The American Society for Psychical Research, and other renowned involved psychical research labs.
For those who largely remain unseen, our guides and our mentors and for the love of Spirit who without, this book would not have come about. & To my beloved Grandmother Jane Paterson my first mentor. MPB
TWIN FLAME
A thousand longings
For the day of recognition
For the dawning you recall
A thousand years and many lifetimes
Are worth waiting for that day
Of reuniting and kindling
That twin flame
MPB (c)
“Love is the ultimate answer. Love is not an abstraction but an actual energy, or spectrum of energies, which you can "create" and maintain in your being. Just be loving. You are beginning to touch God within yourself. Feel loving. Express your love.
Love dissolves fear. You cannot be afraid when you are feeling love. Since everything is energy, and love encompasses all energies, all is love.” Brian L Weiss MD “MESSAGES FROM THE MASTERS”
“I know by his scent Before he reaches my hair That the breeze has risen And dances upon the meadow. If one could take love as one takes a lover and rest his head between the breasts and know peace!"
~ Excerpt from
Thousand and One Nights
“Know, therefore, that from the greater silence I shall return.... Forget not that I shall come back to you.... A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.”
KAHLIL GIBRAN
DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR
CHAPTER ONE "THE BACKGROUND"
Maryann was a senior lecturer who worked at a private college in the centre of a small provincial city. Her job as head of holistic therapies was to teach and develop new courses for the growing interest in complementary therapies. It was a stressful job one that she sort of fell into. A previously employed colleague had warned her what might happen working in this establishment but she had thought she could handle it. In spite of this, she loved the work and she enjoyed meeting the students and found it rewarding.
FEBRUARY 13TH 2006
Maryann was sitting at her computer; she loved tinkling at her little Mac and loved it for it was easy to write up notes. However getting a bit fed up, she switched Yahoo Messenger on to available to see if it would alleviate some of the humdrum.
HIM john_jack01
“Hey”
ME
“Hi, who are you?”
HIM
“John”
ME
“How can I help you?”
Looking back, I was very abrupt and blunt in my response for I had been through this chat up scenario so many times and felt so jaded and I couldn’t be bothered but none the less carried on the conversation.
ME
“And why have you contacted me?”
There was a long pause before John typed.
“Emmm just for a chat, I saw your profile on Yahoo and it said you were a teacher”
ME
“Well yes I suppose I am, a lecturer at a further education college”. “So tell me about yourself”
Poor John, here I was sort of busy, yet a bit bored, half wanting to escape the workload and half not wanting to be bothered with silly chat up lines.
HIM
“Well I am a Math Teacher in San Francisco US”
ME
“Well what age are you?” “What kinds of interests have you?” “What kind of music do you like?” “What kind of food do you like?” “Describe yourself to me, your height, build etc”.
Looking back it fills me with smiles, I must have interrogated him and at the time, I really was not bothered if he messaged me again. I barely told him anything about me as far as I was concerned this was a one-way conversation on my terms. I was determined to keep myself to myself and not be taken in and duped. I must have asked him around 50 questions all about himself and barely giving him time to respond before I launched the next onslaught.
ME
“Well I have to go, it’s lunchtime and I’m busy”, I said abruptly. “Bye!”
HIM
“Can we chat again?”
ME
“Perhaps, bye”
HIM
“Bye then”
Thinking no more about him, I logged off messenger, had lunch, and returned to my Mac to get on with some work. This was supposed to be my day off, but I did not mind I took pleasure in what I achieved and had made many friends amongst the students. I know you shouldn’t have favourites and I tried to treat each equally, but there had been one who had intrigued me.
To be honest in the beginning she was disruptive, a loud mouth and a stirrer and if there was any disruption in my class, she would have been at the centre of it. However, I felt I had to help her. Annie as she was named, although she could be a right pain in the ass made me laugh, she brought out my wicked sense of humour but she was hopeless as a student. She was not terribly bright but she had a way with people, getting them to talk about themselves and that was a good quality to have as a therapist. Boy was she dumb though, she was totally hopeless at theory and as I got to know her, she talked about her family and her mother often popped in as a model for her treatments. As I got to know them both I knew her mother wanted her to pass this course so I decided to take her under my wing and tutor her through the course. This was the beginning of my friendship with Annie.
The most of the students knew I specialised in complementary therapies and quite a few knew I was also a Medium/Psychic and this fascinated the majority of them. I tried to answer them as tactfully as I could. I was aware I could frighten a few of them so had to be careful and would avoid talking about this subject. As I had introduced Aromatherapy and Reflexology into the curriculum, I had to touch on the Auric field to explain about the meaning of holistic and how some complementary therapies worked in this way, working on the spirit.
I also ran an evening class in Psychic development at a well known psychic college in town and always had to depart sharp after my aromatherapy class to be prepared for this class as a result students found out this class and a few wished to attend.
Annie was a total unbeliever of Spiritual matters and would goad and tease me about this psychic side of me; she could be disruptive in class at times because of this. Until one Tuesday afternoon in manicure class, she was being particularly obnoxious with her goading. I had always felt that there was something about Annie and it was to be this day I would discover why.
She was calling out, “Prove it, prove it Ms Smith!”
When she was sitting alone and reasonably quiet I sat down beside her and launched into survival evidence. Something I did not like doing unless I was invited to do so. I had just had enough of her goading and was loosing patience with her general behaviour. I gave her evidence of her grandmother’s passing, her deceased aunt and details about her family and father, giving out dates, times, places and names. She was stunned and very shocked into silence for a moment burst into torrents of tears and then rushed to the students’ rest room.
I gave her time to calm down then I sent a student to find her and bring her back into the classroom, from that day, forth she was a believer and it forged our friendship.
13TH FEBRUARY EVENING
Well I finished of the notes I had been preparing for the students course work had dinner watched TV for a bit and then opened my Mac to check over the notes, that everything was in order. I also logged into Messenger as I communicated with my students from time to time. I gave out my IM and email address, so if they needed help and if I was around, I would. Not many took up the offer but Annie was one of the few and she did make me laugh so much. I was not expecting him! John_jack01 to message me again. I had been polite to the point of rudeness.
HIM
“Hey again”
ME
“Oh hi”. “How are you?”
HIM
“I’m doing great!” “How about you?”
ME
“Oh I’m fine thanks”
Moreover, I cannot remember the conversation word for word but we did chat more and before I knew it, the time just flew. We seemed to just click and an hour had passed John asked if he could add me to his list, so I agreed, but I didn’t add him to mine straight away being still a bit sceptical but at the same time fascinated.
I didn’t tell John too much about myself at this point preferring to interrogate him and at some point as the relationship deepened John did admit I had almost put him off by my fifty questions. When I asked why it had not put him off he told me there was something about my eyes in my profile picture.
Later on that first day after I had chatted to him the second time, I checked out his Yahoo Messenger profile, it stated his age was 48 but it was a younger looking photo and my immediate thoughts were he must take good care of himself. Then I noticed his email address, Yahoo.co.uk. Immediately I felt my hackles rise,
“Another chat up liar!” I told myself.
I mentioned the chat to Annie next day and I mentioned I had been taken in by him that I had really liked him but I couldn’t understand why if he really was in the US, why was he using a UK email address?
TUESDAY 14TH FEBRUARY
Today was Valentine’s Day, I was a bit sad but at the same time, it was Tuesday my favourite day at work, Aromatherapy and I loved teaching this subject. I was passionate about it. It was a busy day though for I taught Psychic development that day in the evening too. Annie was becoming so curious about my class.
“So well why don’t you come along?” I asked.
“Oh can I?” Annie exclaimed
She seemed excited like any new convert. I smiled to myself, for me it was just ordinary and part of normal life.
“The class starts at 7.30pm, I will see you then,” I told Annie.
Since Annie was new to all, of this, I decided to sit her in the centre of my circle of students and each was to use their psychic abilities to tune into her aura. All Annie had to do was just sit there. Annie had also told me she was starting to get premonitions, some were just mundane ordinary things but some were quite frightening to her. I reassured her saying she had a choice, she could learn to master this ability by coming to the classes, where by she could develop the ability to be able to switch her power on and off. On the other hand she could choose not to think about psychic things, and have nothing to do with it what so ever. The choice was hers.
That night my psychic development students were quite excited at having someone new on which to practise. They were a band I had been working with for some months, they had previously attended other classes elsewhere and had not been too enamoured by them. They were however coming along very nicely with my fun teaching methods. I always had believed that learning should be fun and that you learn and take in so much more information whilst having fun.
Annie had enjoyed the evening, she was impressed by what my psychic development students had told her and how fast the class had gone, she just did not want to go home. When I asked her if she had decided what she wanted to do, she jumped at the chance to come again. Therefore, it was settled I had a new student in my psychic development class.
Next day I met an excited Annie at the college.
“You will never guess what happened!” she explained excitably. “I met this most amazing woman, she told me all about you, she knew your name, what you looked like everything”.
“Who was she? Did she say how she knew me?” I retorted very puzzled.
Annie went on to explain whilst she had been at the train station waiting for her train home and she had phoned a friend to tell her how much she had enjoyed my class. Unbeknown to her a middle-aged woman who was sitting on the same bench overheard the conversation. When Annie hung up, she apologised for overhearing but she had heard Annie mention the college and she had been there that evening. The woman then handed over her business card and introduced herself to Annie.
“My name is Meg Watson, but this is my professional name”, she explained. “This is my professional name on the card”.
The business card was brightly coloured with a sun and moon on a dark background, it had the name “Emperoress of the sun” “Mystic and Clairvoyant”.
She then went on to explain that she knew the college and told Annie that, you will go on to help Maryann in lots of ways. Annie was amazed she knew who I was and not only that but went on to tell her lots of things about me, described my appearance and character and told Annie things about me that Annie did not know but that I could confirm. She told Annie too that I would help her in lots of ways. The two of them continued to chat until Annie alighted from the train at her station. It had been a chance but amazing meeting.
“Can you tell me as much as you remember”, I quizzed Annie. “How could she know me? This is so strange”.
Then again, it was not really that strange in the life of a Medium............................CONTINUED
COPYRIGHT MAGGIE BROWN COURTESY OF PARKBENCH PUBLICATIONS
maggiebrownonline.com
