Whenever I am in a strange town I try to visit the local spiritualist church, and the recent event I wish to describe here occurred when I arrived way too early for the service, and so just sat relaxing and gathering my thoughts, in order to focus spiritually.
Suddenly I felt myself being taken into very deep meditation, in which I saw a close group of misty spirit people waiting for the service to start some distance away, and one introduced the others. But slightly separate to this group was a small child, who as I strained to see. He then ran towards me, and I could see quite plainly this young boy had callipers on his legs. He put up his arms to me and I picked him up. He had slightly crossed eyes and his teeth seemed too big for his mouth; I realized that this boy would be what we now call physically retarded and perhaps low I.Q, and had died young.
As I held him he looked into my face and said he had been waiting so long for someone to come for him, and was I his daddy? I said I was not and he asked if I could then be a daddy to him.
Adults love with conditions, but children and animals especially dogs love no matter what, and the love that I felt with this handicapped boy was incredible, we chatted and I felt a depth of warmth and unconditional love I had rarely felt before. Men have to be careful with showing affection to children but I bent his head forward and kissed him on top of the head, and he giggled and struggled to be put down. He wandered off with the peculiar walk of his wasted legs held up with the callipers, and I said come and see me again sometime,
it was only then that I realized sitting quietly in the Church, that the tears were streaming down my face.
Over the next few days I found it difficult to speak of what had occurred, I had been emotionally overwhelmed, but this rejected and abandoned child had given me the precious gift of acceptance and warmth that had helped me so much. Whoever this child was had taught me that teachers come in various guises. As Harry Edwards once told me, “often when we least expect them”
I was taught a lesson in love, humility warmth and spirituality I can’t forget.
T.Stokes is an English lecturer in paranormal studies and world wide known consultant palmist. He is available for palm reading by post or email: palmist@fsmail.net web site: www.t-stoke.co.uk
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