Wednesday 3 June 2009

The Wise Women of Old


Yesterday a friend and I were invited to an amazingly old and wonderful cob house. It looked idyllic, a chocolate box house in a typical english cottage garden with obligatory stream. Nestled in a wooded valley with the june sunshine warming the land it looked like a slice of heaven on Earth.


Inside the house though it was different and it was the house we had been invited to see and hopefully to heal.


There were 2 great back to back inglenook fireplaces where the mediaeval hall would have been and it was around these fires that we could feel the energies of others. We sat down in front of one of these fires and together with the help of the angels we let our thoughts roam and slowly began to unravel the story of the wise country women.


Around 500 years ago the house was lived in by 3 generations of wise women. They collected herbs, made poultices and tended sick animals. Their beliefs were tolerated by their neighbours until they upset a powerful religious farmer. He used his influence to spread lies and scandal about these women calling them devil worshippers. Fears increased and persecution began. Eventually they were all burned at the stake as witches.


The youngest of the women was Nancy who was only 19 and 6 months pregnant. After her death Nancy felt numbed and unable to leave the Earth. Her spirit returned to the only place of sanctuary she knew, her old house.


There she had remained ever since, still shocked, fearful and full of guilt over her baby. the other women had stayed with her to comfort her and to draw attention to her plight.


The current owner of the house is sensitive and aware that she lived there for some important reason. 500 years ago she had lived as Jack, Nancy's brother. In this life she had returned , not to avenge her death, but to heal her life.


As the story unravelled a staircase of light opened up and the angels gradually led Nancy up into the light. One special angel Plaeos surrounded her in love and helped ease her sense of shock. As the other women left I saw a beautiful red rose bud fall from the sky onto the owners lap. A thank you gift, given with overwhelming love. Her job here had been done.


It feels a privelege to be able to use my gifts to help a soul such as Nancy and to bring calm to such a magnificient house.


For more information of the angels visit http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/

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