💜 A LITTLE BACKGROUND ABOUT ME - MARY G 💜

Born 27th December 1963, I actualy remember my birth and have done for as long as I can remember!

My lovely Mother didn't know she was having me until 10 days before I was born. Rushed into hospital on the 17th December,  Mom was suffering from Preeclampsia and her life was at risk,  it was confirmed that she was 7 months pregnant.  10 days later I arrived on this earth plane, weighing just 2lb2oz. Mom was fighting for her life and all efforts were put into keeping Mom alive. They assumed I wouldn't survive (things were a lot different in 1963) and I was virtually 'thrown' onto a metal table.

That is the first thing in this life that I can remember, the ice cold sensation of that freezing metal table on my back.  I could hear the nurses and doctors working on my Mom, them talking, but no one was bothering with me! I needed help, so I screamed, a blood curdling scream that stopped everyone in their tracks.  I then heard the words 'It's alive!' I was an 'it' because they had not even had the chance to check my gender.

As I grew up I was always aware of what I called 'Mommy's Lights', pretty lights that surrounded her head and shoulders. I was seeing her aura but it wasn't until I mentioned 'Mommy's light going dull' to my Cousin Mark that I realised that not everyone could see these magical lights. I never mentioned them again for years and years because I felt odd and, as children usually do, I needed to fit in. 

Over my fomative years, probably up to the age of about 9, I had weird things happen, for example - Aged 4, sat in the back of Dad's car, on the way to our annual holiday in North Wales, I told my Dad he had gone the wrong way, he had missed a right hand turn. Dad's reply, 'Sit down in the back and shut up'. I was adamant, I just knew we were  going the wrong way. About 5 miles up the road, Mom said 'I don't recognise this bit of road, perhaps she's right?' Eventually Dad turned the car around, drove back and found the turning that he had missed.  Yes, I had been in the back of the car on that route a couple of times before, but as a little child I had never actually watched or taken notice of where we were going. I couldn't yet read road signs,  yet alone the Welsh ones,  so how did I know we had gone the wrong way? All I knew was that I KNEW, simple as that.

As the years went on Mom and I formed a special bond, she always trusted my opinion on things, she never questioned me when I came out with strange things like 'All we're doing here is dying, but we must learn what we have forgotten', I was about 7 when I came out with that and the classic, when being told that if I didn't behave Dad wouldn't take me to the local travelling fair 'It's all just a dream anyway and I'll do it in my next life '

At 9 years of age I suffered a very high fever, I was diagnosed with Glandular Fever and the whole of the 6 weeks school summer holiday I spent in bed. During the initial fever stage, when my temperature was spiking,  I was aware of looking down at my body, like I was floating above myself, watching my body just lying in bed.  I also remember 'travelling' to different places. I met people and could  describe them in detail, people that I had never met in this lifetime. The only person I spoke to about this was my Mom,  it turned out that a lot of the people that I had met on my 'travels' were actually family members that had passed over before I was born. I didn't know it at the time, but I was Astral Travelling, gaining knowledge and meeting souls, some of which, I later discovered, were my Spirit Guides.

My education was literally that, an education, but probably more for those that tried to teach me than for myself. I learned quickly if I was interested, but completely shut off if I wasn't. If I needed help with something I didn't understand, I would literally 'go inside myself' to find the answer, teachers thought I was ignoring them, but I was just learning through a different method.

During my Senior School years I was always in the top form but my school reports, which I still have today,  say things like ' Mary must try to stay focused', ' Mary must concentrate more',  ' Mary can be a bit of a daydreamer'. Although in the top form, many of my teachers said that I would never pass my O Levels because my head was hardly ever present in class. I never revised for any of my O Levels, but left school with 8 O Levels and one AS Level.  My learning was being done at a different level, I was gaining knowledge from Source. 

Jumping forward to when I was 18, I started nursing and lived in the Nurses Home. The day I moved in, I was putting my clothes away in the top of the wardrobe and found a pack of Tarot Cards that had been left by the previous girl to occupy that room. A friend tried to contact her, without any luck, so those cards sat in my drawer for about 6 months. One evening, whilst having a girlie night, drinking Cinzano and lemonade,  my friend asked if I still had the pack of Tarot Cards, I got them out and started shuffling them. I had never even had them out of the box before, I had never ever seen a tarot card.  I told another friend to pick 10 and I pretended to give her a reading. Within a couple of minutes my friend was in tears, I was describing her past (which had not been easy) and I was bringing her messages from her Grandfather....I thought I was just talking a load of random nonsense,  but it all made perfect sense to her. To this day I still use that same old IJJ pack of Tarot Cards, I have had new ones bought for me, given as gifts, I have Angel Cards and White Eagle Cards but that original pack is the one I know and trust. 

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