You know, and after reading Salinger's Catcher in the Rye a few years back, there's still one piece of writing in that book which haunts Paul Jackson to this day. It's where Holden Caulfield is presented with a dream where swarms of little children are running toward him and he's standing on the edge of a cliff. It's an excruciating feeling to even begin to hold this vision on the mind. One child after another runs past him and over the edge to certain death. The message in the dream seems to indicate that we can't save everybody as much as we could try. It's quite enough just to save the one that runs into you ''head on'' or in my case at the weekend, the help that I can give in bringing closure to those that are drawn to me for a link to their passed loved ones. I now realise that neither myself or the public make the decision for the sitting - it's already pre-made by a higher intelligence (often called the sub-conscious) which our brains are still evolving to. The beginning of closure only comes to those who are presented with evidence from a medium that surpasses all expectation and which cannot be refuted nor disputed. This is how it was at the weekend, and thank you to everyone who sat with me. Undeniable evidence of the presence of Spirit.
So now, I walk in the mid-day sun; I never thought that my Saviour would come.
Love, Always, Paul.
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