My work as a Clairvoyant/Medium and Healer takes many forms, and I meet so many people from all areas and walks of life.

The clairvoyant aspect of my work brings people to see me who perhaps have lost their direction in life, and need guidance to show them ways of bringing their lives back on track. Sometimes we find ourselves at crossroads in life, or relationships, and need to know which ‘way’ to go. The word ‘clairvoyance’, means to ‘see’, so by tuning in specifically to someone, I can then guide them into directions that will benefit. There is nothing weird, strange, or occult in how I do that.

Long before we come to the earth to live out our lives, I believe we pre-plan a route or pathway; we make a sort of ‘blue print’ or script, which we then follow through. We retain our free will, so we can change things, indeed we are masters of our own destiny, and so sometimes we will change matters in our script of our own accord, and sometimes life will throw changes in, and then it is up to us in our mental state to cope with those aspects. Some people do this better than others.

The beauty of clairvoyance is that I can look at a person’s life and we can decide whether they are working to their script, or if not, perhaps look at why things are happening and bring about change. So when some people say they would not like to know the’ future’, I am always a little surprised, as I feel it is useful to make decisions with ‘foresight’ rather than always dealing with life with ‘hindsight’

Basically by tuning into a person vibration, or wave length, I can ‘read’ their Script and guide them into making positive changes or decisions in their lives.

I have lost count over the years of the number of people, who have come back to me to later to confirm that through clairvoyance they made a ‘right’ choice, on a job, relationship, health or life matter, which of course is good.

I now understand my clairvoyant ability and treasure its use, but years ago as a child, I had no idea of how it worked, and the following poem is something I wrote when I was around thirteen years old, in my rather puzzled state. Maybe you might like to share my ‘past’ thoughts.

I gave the poem simply the title

Voices

I heard the voices first, when I was but a child
I didn’t know who they were, just that they were kind.
They guided me through early years, and helped me on my way.
They told of things that were to come,
To my surprise they came.

I did not really understand,
There was no one to explain
So I accepted the loving words
From wheresoever they came.

And then one day I questioned,
I thought that I would ask
I sought help from a teacher, a nun who taught my class.
I asked about the voices, and all the things I heard,
She looked at me quite oddly, and said ‘child, don’t be absurd’

I tried to tell her, ‘sister, the voices are so real’,
But I could tell she didn’t understand the way they made me feel.

In fact she got quite angry and said I must be ‘bad’
‘Children who hear voices’, she said, ‘are wicked or even mad’

I really was quite worried, and felt so very sad,
Could it really be true I wondered,
That I could be so bad.

And so with a great firmness, I sent my friends away,
I said I couldn’t listen to the things they had to say.
I tried to live my life the way the sisters said I should,
Without the loving voices, I just did the best I could.

The days went by, and life went on, I no longer heard a word,
That’s how it ought to be’, I told myself,’ now you’re not being absurd.
But life felt very empty, the joy and care was gone.

All that Love and the Healing
Could it really be so wrong?

So on went life, regardlessly,
Though sometimes days were bleak,

And then one day they came again, I heard my dear friends speak.

On that sweet day, life dawned again; I pushed all fears aside,

And now I live in harmony,

With God, Love and Sprit by my side.

If you would like to discuss my work, Contact Me.

Love, Light & Blessings

Angela