The Guardian
NOTE:
The Guardian’s sudden and profound presence, and instant omniscient involvement in Gloria’s therapy, was mystifying and, yes, frightening to say the least; yet in all reality it turned what might have been weeks, if not months, of hard therapeutic work breaking through Gloria’s psychic numbing, hopelessness, and despair into an exciting get-acquainted session between us. As a result, Gloria’s faith, hope, and optimism were unaccountably reborn while my solid grip on what I thought was reality suddenly shifted towards a greater and unknown reality.
Could I possibly be in contact with an otherworldly spirit? The unfathomable question sent shivers up and down my spine. Was I talking to a ghost or spiritual being who claimed only to be LOVE and Gloria’s deceased husband? What did that mean? I tried to do a reality check but came up with no answers. I was sailing into supernatural and uncharted territory without a sensible compass or a map. And as I thoughtfully stepped into this strange spiritual world, I wondered where it would take me.
AUTOMATIC LETTER 120
Wednesday night
Hi again,
Thank you for your encouragement and hope, I feel a burden has been lifted from my shoulders. It feels good to know that when I can’t count on myself – I can count on someone, you. In Gloria’s dream tonight, I decided to see what she was up to because I saw her “sneaking” up the stairs to the attic, in the grey house, with books and a school bag – but I stepped to one side when I saw her glancing back. She came back down the stairs and entered a side room. I was watching her through the open door – she hadn’t taken no more than two steps into the room when a sharp punch like blow landed in the lower right side of her head – before she could turn a second more savage blow was sent to the same spot. She fell to her knees, struggled to turn and face her attacker and never saw the bat that slammed into her face – she was lying on her back unable to draw breath.
I was paralyzed – I couldn’t see her enemy just a long arm and a large figure – the sudden swiftness of the attack had left me stunned and terrified. I was aware that a little girl lay there with blood covering her face and filling her mouth and smashed upper teeth – then the little girl moaned and rolled slowly from her back to her side and tried to rise to her hands and knees when her upper body was jerked up right by the arms into a kneeling position and the sound of swearing and yelling started while the long arm came out with a knife and a man’s voice yelled, “See how easy I could cut your throat, well I won’t do it this time but you try getting away again and I’ll get you for sure.” Then he added, “Just to remember me by, I’m going to give you another good punch,” and suddenly the large man was pushed on the floor – and I saw a beautiful woman with a blue sparkling robe put a tiny foot out and put a star on the man and he couldn’t move and she went to the little girl and it seemed like she erased the blood from her face and she gave her a key and told her, “Don’t lose that key, whenever you need me, rub the key – if he tries to touch the key, he’ll be one dead man.” She asked the little girl if she knew what “dead” meant and she shook her head meaning “no” and the lady said, “Never mind, he knows that’s enough.”
But you know what the strangest thing of all was – the beautiful lady had three eyes – one just like a pyramid in the middle of her forehead – even so I was happy when she got there because I wasn’t being of any help to that little girl. I was too scared.
Gloria’s Helper
AUTOMATIC LETTER 121
FROM THE GUARDIAN
For Adam and Gloria
Sunday night
My Dearest Little One,
I think it’s time we meet, my Gloria. I am your Guardian, another one of your guides—except that I protect you more than the others. My great, great friend Adam has talked about me—in your hypnotic therapy sessions—and has given you post-hypnotic suggestions for automatic writing to help you heal. Now it’s my time to help. Know that I am LOVE, but you have to believe in me with blind faith. You will be blessed with two other healers whom I call Gloria’s Helper (your unconscious) and The Pyramid Lady with three eyes. They will come to you in your dreams to help you. You are truly blessed. Remember the day you told Jesus, “God I think you forgot where I live; it’s 33 Snow Flake Lane” and the very next day you got a letter from Heaven with $100 in it? We both know who sent it. Gloria, what prompted Adam to send it, on that particular day, to 33 Snow Flake Lane? That’s blind faith. It is the first to come from Santa Claus—who was Adam—and he generously sent you the gift and letter postmarked from the North Pole. He cared that much for you and will do his best to take care of you. My lovely Gloria, I came only to help you find your way spiritually and physically. I just want to help guide you and Adam to the right path which is LOVE. Don’t be alarmed. I do not follow you around; I am just there when you need me. Please understand.
The Guardian
AUTOMATIC LETTER 122
FROM THE GUARDIAN
For Gloria
Wednesday night
My Precious Little One,
Words fail to express what I feel at this moment. My heart goes out to you in your belief in me at this time. You are very beautiful because God’s light shines out on you for the world to see. May He continue to minister to you as He has done these past days. I’m grateful you’ve gotten so close to me also. Jesus has prepared you for this, and I know He’ll give you the strength and courage you need to see this work through. I cherish the fact that you have become so above me in spirit. As you read my first letter to you, I could sense your soul meeting mine in wondrous love and understanding. Praise God! He waits for our love, and those like you and my dear, dear friend Adam who have the capacity to love, not just to love the lovable but also the obnoxious one who steps on your toes in the elevator. Your sensitive thoughts since we met have touched my life with grace and have endowed me with new strength in these troubling times. I thank you very much for just being you as you are. Now Gloria, I must return you to the guidance of Adam, so you can continue to see the God spirit working in a man who will be inspired by God and by me in all his work. Remember, “A day at a time.” The problems of tomorrow cannot be solved without the experiences of today. There is a plan for your lives dependent upon the faithful work of each day. You frustrate that plan if you fret of tomorrow’s happenings. All is yours. Trust me. I want you to learn the Glory of God’s protected life. Difficulties may come but you will know no harm—safe, protected, and guided. God Bless you, Adam. You’re my friend.
The Guardian
PART TWO
BEYOND GLORIA’S NIGHTMARES CHANNELED MESSAGES FROM THE GUARDIAN
Gloria’s story would be incomplete unless I invited you into the inner sanctum of my office to witness the miracle of Gloria channeling the Guardian. But, let me share a personal anecdote about my beloved home and about me before we enter.
My grandfather, Elias Jaxon, made his fortune in the Comstock Lode, in 1860, where he prospected silver ore located under the eastern slope of Mount Davidson, a peak in the Virginia Range in Nevada. He soon retired and settled in the booming Lake Tahoe Basin nestled between the spectacular Sierra Nevada to the west and the Carson Range to the east and built a two story log cabin on 20 acres of land, where my father was born. Later, my father, Thomas, built our rustic home with hand-hewn walls and exposed rafters that warmed the spacious 5,000 square foot home. The house included three bedrooms, three bathrooms, a large living room area, a butler’s pantry and a kitchen. A natural style and picturesque residence, I inherited after my parents died in an avalanche. I guess that’s why, I chose the study of psychology to save my sanity.
My private office was a warm and cozy library off the entranceway to my rustic home. It suited my needs and allowed me to be near my family. The office was softly lit by two Magic floor lamps with oyster silk shades and a Byzantine-style desk lamp that sat on my desk. I liked the tranquil, shadowy ambiance for hypnosis. I even had a crystal ball I used as a paper
weight on my aged oak writing desk; though I saw no visions or apparitions in it. No fault of the crystal ball. Oh, and there was also a colorful Rubik’s Cube I’d sometimes throw to a client and ask them to solve it. I don’t know why it fascinated me. I guess from childhood I loved solving puzzles, and numbers always seemed sacred to me.
The walls were lined with a lifetime of books I had collected from bookstores and on my travels to distant lands. Some were classics; some from antiquity; some ancient looking and mysterious like The Book of the Dead; some from medieval monasteries; some from Buddhist philosophy; and a few academic and scholarly, but I was nuts about vintage, horror and science-fiction novels; they were my weakness and true love—let that be our little secret. I used a tufted executive chair on rollers for close up work with my clients who enjoyed a plusher, comfy leather arm chair. It was the kind you could easily fall asleep in. I treasured my office; it was ideal.
Yet, I never imagined ghosts in my house, let alone a wise ethereal presence talking to me as if we were old friends, until I met Gloria. And now that confounding reality was sitting in front of me. Before you experience Gloria rising from dark evil places, I wish to immerse you in the eerie world of the Guardian and the unbelievable impact the Guardian had on me and Gloria’s therapy. Only then will you experience, understand and appreciate the greatness of her ascent.
Gloria took to hypnosis like a zealous skydiver jumping off Mount Everest from dizzying heights into an abyss. In this respect, she was fearless. She loved my arm levitation induction which resembled a magician’s sleight of hand, except it was real magic that took Gloria time traveling into her sordid past and on higher astral voyages.
The hypnotic arm levitation was well suited for Gloria’s need to experience catalepsy and deep trance where Gloria’s Helper and I could do our work, and it was necessary to reach the Guardian’s higher vibration of energy and reality.
In the beginning, I would hold her right wrist very, very gently and lift slightly almost imperceptibly with just the slight suggestion the arm was levitating. I enhanced the effect by the slight movement of the arm this way or that until her arm levitated by itself. Invariably, this led to a deep trance and communication with Gloria’s Helper.
In the process I would later discover if I simply lifted her arm higher, this triggered my contact with the Guardian. The Guardian from the start would speak through Gloria’s voice without the theatrics of a split personality. It was Gloria’s voice but not Gloria. Through the course of her therapy the Guardian would only appear if called on—never intrusive, only offering support, encouragement, and omniscient insight and understanding into Gloria’s emotional disturbance. In case you have forgotten, I must remind you that the Guardian was Gloria’s deceased husband, Greyson, a shocking fact that even I had a hard time wrapping my mind around.
Nevertheless, I am pleased to present the channeled messages from the Guardian that encompass and enlighten Gloria’s therapy. The Guardian’s messages were fascinating, thought provoking and decisive to the success of Gloria’s therapy. Some messages towards the end were answers to my questions about the Guardian’s nature and being—bold and blunt questions that challenged his reality and who he claimed to be. I probed whether the Guardian was a dissociated or split personality of Gloria’s personality, questions my lifetime of scientific training and rational mind forced me ask. Nonetheless, I felt self-conscious as if I were questioning the Wizard of Oz hiding behind a curtain.
The Guardian’s responses were always lighthearted, humorous, unoffending, and illuminating as you will see. The Guardian’s words and profound messages often made my mind whirl with astonishment and wonder. In the beginning the Guardian’s messages were terse until the Guardian could take full control of Gloria’s body and then the messages became grander as long as Gloria’s energy could sustain them.
RECORDED MESSAGES FROM THE GUARDIAN
“If you do not believe in Gloria—she’s sensitive—it would do her harm.”
“Something you have to know—Gloria is developing a great respect for what you are teaching her. I am determined to take care of her. She must rely on it—an outlook she can get from the reassurance that will flow through her from within.”
“A swift dart of memory and she will recall how she has again closed herself against pain. Gloria’s Helper must be made to peer into a time of loss without anguish. It has to come from this source, Gloria’s Helper, to be of any help – the dates—November 26 and November 27. I will help.”
“No cause for alarm! My work is not your work. Gloria’s progress is based on the therapy of your concern, devotion, and skill. I merely try to help.”
“Must remind you that Gloria and Gloria’s Helper have acquired more in her life span than many of us ever do. Something sustained her—a philosophy, a way of life much simpler than any we might practice here; and because it is and was so simple, it may be that it was more advanced—it got her through horrors most do not live through.”
“Gloria’s Helper is an inner source who leads her to beautiful thoughts and peaceful places, while I seem to have a source and give her an intuition that tells her whatever she needs to know.”
“Something to make you think: Gloria has not reached the turning point yet. She has only had a small glimpse at the core of the problem which resulted in a depression; so do not make the mistake of not probing further. The therapy must keep her going forward.”
“Because it would hurt too much to think about things she had managed to wrap up the biggest part of her life in healing self-induced amnesia, she buried it all in the back of her memory. When I tried to reach her and failed, I knew the griefs of childhood persist where others fade. Inside the woman talking so calmly in a polite tone is a small child who has never been given love, never has known why, and has carried a lifelong burden of guilt and rejection because of the horrors that came with the people who entered that life. It is all complicated but it will fall into place. Do not make the mistake of thinking it will be easily done—but it will be done!”
“Gloria is receptive to healing treatments which attract harmonious vibrations into her life. Sometimes she forgets this until a need arises. Such is this day! For two days now she has pushed off reality deliberately. I can do no more than to say to you that two harmonious energies will always be better than one; two spiritual seekers may accomplish anything. You will literally be able to refashion, reshape and get reality to be harmonious with Gloria’s life.”
“… There are those who have been ill, or in misfortune for so long, that they are afraid to get well; yet those are the ones who would become far happier than others who have not been fortified by trials. Such is this case. Be an open channel for love—the main ingredient—for then a healing will automatically take place.”
“Regard a mistake as an experience, not as darkness but as dawn.”
“A failure conquered is a lesson in life.”
“I remind you that the problem of tomorrow cannot be solved without the experience of today.”
“This world is really blind—hypnosis was quackery, the first operation, and the development of ether—everything has to have a first start.”
“Gloria’s very weak, but she is not insane. Do not be alarmed by what she says.”
“If Gloria’s Helper thought logically, there would be things she wouldn’t say.”
“I’ll try not to get myself mixed up in this but only tell you where you make mistakes. It’s your talent—otherwise, I would be like a mother trying to solve a problem for her daughter.”
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