After being lead through The Akashic Records guided meditation on Friday 7th Feb, Sara came back to consciousness, and initially stated that "nothing at all" had happened, "however" what she did have, and was most anxious to note down before she forgot was a name; Jack Betts, a date 1758, the word, or seeming importance of the word "thesaurus", the place "Tintagel" and some other urgency regarding a sword and circles! (Hmmm, not much at all really huh?!)
Sara insisted that her initial search when she had returned home on the same day as the meditation had unearthed nothing about this "Jack Betts" person.
Subsequent "strange occurrences" on the following evening of Saturday, hastened her back to me on Monday afternoon. I suppose she was wondering if I could explain the bizarre occurrence of Sat pm, or at least help her with some input. The event will follow, as well as I can recollect of what she told me!
"I'd gone to bed on Saturday night, I hadn't had a load to drink, just a couple of beers, and I'd eaten the same meals as my husband and daughter, but just as I had laid down to sleep, I felt ill.
I physically held myself up as I staggered to the bathroom and draped myself over the lol! My husband came and retrieved me from here and literally had to carry me back to bed, I was freezing, and not because it was cold in the house, I was just frozen! My daughter had come in to see what the fuss was all about and I snuggled her up next to me in my bed and hugged her close to me, explaining how cold I felt. The next second I was screaming at her "GET OUT OF MY SPACE" and feeling completely furious.
I began to roll, physically to and fro, from side to side across my bed." I had to question her here and she re-emphasized "that yes I was physically rolling, it felt as though I was inside a toilet tube, and I was rolling back and forth within this! I was screaming at the same time, hollering like this "AAAGGGHH" She let out a kind of bothered moan (if you know what I mean,) in order to illustrate the noise she had been emitting whilst this was taking place.
Apparently, this must have gone on for some time, her daughter was clearly and understandably upset by the proceedings, and her husband so worried that he in fact called the NHS (National Health Service) helpline. Upon their request he assured them that no, she hadn't got a fever, and indicated that she was in fact freezing to touch. When they asked what she was doing, he had explained. They then asked him if she was saying anything.
"Circles, over and over", he replied. Just as the ambulance was about to be sent out, Tracy came around. She gazed at her husband briefly, and then dropped off to sleep!
When she questioned her husband as to how it had all appeared to him at the time, he stated that she had appeared, to him, to be demonically possessed!
Importantly, there is a slight history of very, very lucid/graphic dreaming/reality with this study. Some time ago Sara came to me with a nightmare which she was having trouble understanding. She didn't believe it to be an actual night mare, she was in fact confused as to what it was or indeed, what had happened.
She was still afraid as she related the story of what had happened to me the next day or so down the line, from the experience. I have been insisting since then, that she write the "dream" down for me to look at - as she still remembers it vividly - and I seem to work better this way. She hasn't yet, and the vagaries which I can remember I will relate here;
She can remember going to bed, and going to sleep, she can remember a figure leaning over her whilst she was in her bed, this would have been the cause of her waking up, I feel, as she insists that she could feel and smell his breath.
She then remembers diving out of her bed with the full intent of finding and catching an intruder. She had called out to her husband during this process and "chased" this thing through her kitchen, where she believed it had gone and then into her daughters room. I don't think she felt it had gone into her daughter's room, but she admits that a mother's instinct is such that the children seem the most vulnerable at times like this and need protection first.
I am not convinced if I am remembering all this correctly, but I also have an inclination to say that she may have picked up something to brandish at this figure mid chase, thus indicating how "real" for her it was!
After this little escapade, I had informed her how to call upon Archangel Michael, I had given her a carbuncle, Michaels gem of choice, and also his favourite oil, angelica oil; as used in exorcisms. I had instructed her how to use these items and had also issued her with an orgonite pyramid to place under her bed. She had, up until now, had no odd experiences since then. And now this!
Another important similarity between these two events, both she and I feel is one regarding her house. On both occasions massive internal demolition works had been undertaken, if not that same day, just prior to these events. What was once an Art Deco property is now "modernized" virtually beyond recognition.
Indeed the plot thickens some more, (why can it never be simple?) When she came around to tell me about this event of Saturdays, today - Monday - I also carried out a "search" for Jack Betts. After no luck with Jack, I changed the first name to what should/could have been the original; Jonathan.
Here we go, the only link which came up for Jonathan Betts was;
List of people from Cornwall - Wikipedia
"Gorlois, 'Duke' of Tintagel"... Jonathan Betts, 'Arnold, John (1735/6 - 1799) ', Oxford Dictionary of National Biography, Oxford University Press,...
En.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Cornish_people - 149k - Cached - Similar pages
Okay so the name she came up with is now matched to the date she came up with, remember she said 1758, that would be 23 years into his life, or there abouts. And funnily enough in the same link we get "duke of Tintagel", so the place she mentioned ties in too.
Understandably I am getting excited at this point and seem to spend the rest of the afternoon reading up on the Arthurian Legends.
These, I suppose, are actually quite interesting. The "duke of Tintagel" was known as Gorlois, now whether Gorlois was indeed Jonathan Betts or whether Gorlois was the dukes actual name, I'm not entirely sure. All I have read indicates him, "the Duke" known only as Gorlois. No Surname or anything else. I wonder if perhaps Jonathan Bets wasn't something to do with the bibliography or the data storage which began for subsequent records of this time, however, I digress. This Gorlois was married to Ygerna and, the then king, Uther fancied her!
So, Uther went to see Merlin (the wizard) and Merlin mixed up a potion which made Uther look just like Gorlois, thus enabling the cheeky swine to make his way into Gorlois's bed with Gorlois's wife, who was, of course none the wiser. Ygerna actually conceived this night to Uther and eventually bore him the son who later became King Arthur, OF THE ROUND TABLE! And the same night as the impregnation took place, Gorlois was "slain". There is no indication of how he was killed, but I think people are generally slain by a sword are they not?
Little medieval folk history out of the way, and on to the circles. The only information which might be relevant here are the circular burial grounds which are surrounded by stones on all accounts, and are situated on Tintagel island itself. Apparently there remain buried there numerous unnamed bodies. But that's all I can find!
Regardless of whether or not Jonathan Betts was The Gorlois, I don't somehow think that he was, and perhaps I am guessing that he, in fact, was some kind of record keeper, as is vaguely inferred in the original link. Then quite ironic (synchronistic) that all the tags should come up in near enough a single search response? Or not? Also, how close is Oxford Dictionary of National Biography to thesaurus, or is that me completely clutching at straws?!
Oh, one last thing. As I was talking about this with her today, she suddenly stopped in her tracks and grabbed my arm. She told me how, the first time she had visited Tintagel, with her Mother, she could remember that she had said to her mum that she had definitely "been here before." This was of course impossible, it was her first physical visit, and she was a child at the time. The reason she was able to recollect this so clearly was that when she in turn had taken her daughter to visit Tintagel (and this is not some odd infatuation with the place, it is quite a common tourist attraction in Cornwall, where we live,) anyway, her daughter had said the same thing to her!
One other point, which may be relevant. The whole reason I was leading her in meditation was due to the fact that she had been "grumpy as sin" "and a right cow" (her words!) for the past few days prior. This she was categorically putting down to the menopause. Initially I had taken her on a chakra balancing meditation, and she had then shown an interest in visiting the Akashic records. We did this as a second meditation.
I know this is a long post, but I have tried to include as much research as possible. I think I am clear on "the past life" however, I feel I need some help with explaining and helping her to deal with these "psychic attacks".
Thanks for your help!