Musgjerd Grendahus

A few weeks ago Eva, my wife, suggested it would be a good idea if we did what’s known in the UK as a Podium night. I laughed, shook my head and said, “are you mad, Woman!”. Now, those of you who know Eva, will know that such a comment is like a red-rag to a bull and we agreed that a mediumship demonstration would be held a few weeks later.

For the three weeks leading up to the evening at Musgjerd, I pissed Eva off with my constant, “what if no dead people show up?!” and “but, but, but there is nothing I can do to prepare for it!”. Well, that part was true, there is no preparation that can be done for such an event, you have to put yourself in the hands of the dead people and hope for the best and it’s this that I’d like to comment on.

When I turn-on to the dead people and look for someone to come through, I simply say in my head, “right, let’s see who’s there . . .” and then allow the people to come through. It’s all very simple and normal and on an everyday basis, that’s exactly what happens, they come through and give confirmation to those of us alive, that even though their body has died, their soul is still very much with us.

So, back the Musgjerd and 20.05 on Wednesday 14th April 2010 . . . Eva introduced me on stage and I walked to the front, to a room packed full of people. The first thought that went through my head was, “so many people . . . bloody hell, I hope there is someone here ready to come through!”. There wasn’t and I was on my own, standing on a stage looking out at 92 paying people, looking right back at me, expecting messages from the dead to miraculously come out of my mouth. For the first time as a medium, I was blank and was cursing the fact that there was nothing I could do about it.

After saying hello to everyone, I took a sip of water, closed my eyes, asked my helpers to work some kind of magic . . . please . . . and I looked to see if there was anyone quietly waiting to come through. Thankfully there was an old lady ready and waiting and I instantly knew who the message was for. We were ready to go and by the time I came back to the microphone, I could see a number of people queuing up, patiently waiting their turn to come through.

Privately, a flood of relief come over me and it taught me that I must find a way to relax before getting up in front of so many people because it was my own nerves and anxiety that was blocking the communication and nothing else. This takes us back to the problem of not being able to prepare for such an event. I have people come to see me almost every day, wanting to speak to their dead friends and relatives and so you would think I have all the practice I need. But, when it comes down to it, because the messages that come through are so subtle and a degree of relaxation and concentration is needed on my part, there is little I can do other than hope and try to let go.

I’d like to thank everyone that came to the mediumship evening and for all the kind messages sent to me afterwards. Once I was past the initial worry about not having any dead people with me, I had a great deal of fun and thankfully, so did your dead friends and relatives.