Spirit Rescue

This is my artwork depicting the image of a spirit rescue I did of a small boy called William (Bill). I call it 'Going Home'.

I came across this boy quite by accident. I had been visiting a friend for a coffee when it was time for me to leave.

After all the coffee I drank, I quickly nipped to the bathroom before setting off. Whilst taking care of business, I suddenly became aware of a young boy entering the bathroom. He clearly didnt realise that I was aware of his presence. In my mind, I said to him 'I know you're there!' He immediately shot off through the door much to my amusement.

As I came down the stairs, my friend was there to meet me. She took one look at my face and she said "what is it, did you pick up on anything?". At first I said no because I didn't want to scare her but she persisted so I told her what I had just experienced. I asked her if I could go back upstairs and try and sense him.

We both went to the upstairs landing and I tuned into my senses to see what I could pick up on. I immediately felt him in the spare room. When I went to go into the room, he shot past me and went into the cupboard on the other side of the landing. So I went to open the cupboard and he shot out again. It was like playing cat and mouse.

I let him know not to be scared of me that I wanted to help him. He told me his name was William then I heard 'Bill'. He was around the age of 10. I felt he had blondish hair. He was looking for his Mum hence the reason he seem attached to my friend, because she reminded him of his Mum. I wasn't quite sure how to help him at that point so I said I would be back.

My friend and I chatted about him and she told me that she felt he was 'bad' and she was fed up with him. She was convinced that this spirit boy had smashed the glass lampshade next to her husband's side of the bed so that the glass was in the bed. She said she was pestered by him and wanted rid of him.

I personally felt awful for the boy and was surprised by my friends hostility towards him. I explained that Bill was jealous of her husband because he wanted her to himself becuase she reminded him of his mother whom he was missing.

I went home and got in touch with a friend who is a medium and asked her advice. She said spirit rescue was simple and that I did not need to physically be in my friend's home to do it. All I had to do was sit quietly and think about him and send my energy out to find his energy, simply by thinking about him.

So I prepared myself by lying on my bed and closed my eyes and thought about him, sending him loving energy. Within a few moments I felt his hand in mine. I was a little startled but was determined to carryon. I envisioned a white door in my mind and spoke to Bill explaining to him not to be scared that on the other side of the door was his loved ones and that's where he needed to be. In my mind I held his hand whilst creating the door and asking my Guide to help me. I saw a door appear in my mind's eye and the door began to open. There was a very bright light with what looked like moving mist within it.

Suddenly Bill shouts "MUM!" in an excited energy, then just like that he was gone and the door collapsed in on itself and disappeared.

I just lay there on my bed with the emptiness, eyes closed trying to process what just happened! It all happened so quickly and spontaneously! Then I was overcome with the most intense sobbing. I lay there crying for about 5 minutes.

Once I composed myself, I then phoned my medoum friend who advised me with the spirit rescue, and explained what took place. She laughed in a good natured way and said that what happened is perfectly normal, that a rescue literally only takes a few minutes. The reason for the crying, she said, was because when the door opened, I was exposed to the love of spirit and it affected me to feel absolute love in its purest form.

I contacted my other friend to let her know that Bill had crossed over and that he would not be bothering her anymore. She was cynical but I knew Bill was gone where he could be happy and that was all that mattered.

A week later that's same 'cynical' friend reached out to me to say she has had no more disturbances, that "whatever you did must have worked". Go figure!

I felt the desire to draw/paint what I saw in my mind's eye but took it took me a few tries/years to finally do it.

NOTE: Can you see the accidental spirit face in the painting. ;)