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Featherfoot
After having spent two years or so living in the Bush I returned to Perth in 1995 and moved into a house in the suburb of Viveash, near the Swan River. In the garage the previous owners had left an assortment of items, among them was an unusual spear. It was barbed, carved and pyrographically patterned, and even though it had been broken at the end it was at least 7 feet long. It was clearly ancient. This was no ordinary inheritance. I knew in the heart of me, without knowing why, that I was now, in some mysterious way, not the owner, but rather the custodian of something quite extraordinary.
During my time living on the borderlands of the desert, east of Perth, I had become close friends with the native Nyungar people who lived there and I was fortunate enough to spend countless fascinating hours listening to their stories and learning about their culture. Inevitably I did wonder whether to pass the spear to them, but strangely this didn’t feel right. It was for someone else, but who? I did not know. With and about the mysterious missile I felt a strange and latent power; not dulled, not even deep; more like a Manhattan bride waiting for its moment. I knew not to bother it, not that it would awaken for me but it stood like a silent, still shivering sentinel in my office keeping watch…waiting. And I wonder, did the spear play a part in keeping me and those around me safe in some quite precarious situations?
Shortly after acquiring the spear I had two very vivid recollections of past lives that may be appropriate.
The first was through a Medium that I had been introduced to. I first met Mrs Andrews when I was taken to a packed evening session she was holding close to Charles Gairdner Hospital. Forming a sizeable number of the audience were several doctors, surgeons and nurses. In everyday life Mrs Andrews was a farmer’s wife while in her other capacity the lady had built a formidable reputation as an extremely accurate channel for previously incarnated health professionals, scientists and other white-coat bods. The medical and scientific intricacies were way beyond my ken but I was told by well-heeled and credential-ed attendees that the detailed knowledge and advice she brought through was of the highest order. The following week I drove to the Andrews’ farm for a personal consultation….
Philosophers stone – selected views from the boat http://philosophers-stone.co.uk
Source: http://www.philosophers-stone.co.uk/?p=1167
