My Journey to Discovering Spiritualism - Part One My Father’s Death
My earthly journey to discovering Spiritualism began just over two decades ago, twenty-one years in fact, when my father passed away. People that knew him have often said that the older I become the more like him I am.
I was still living with my parents into my early thirties because my father had been terminally ill with cancer for eight years. I was there for support and helping my mother to run the family business. That was one of the key disagreements I had had with my father in his latter years and what directly lead me to ultimately discovering mediumship.
Shortly after he was diagnosed my parents sold a local shop that they owned and bought a large bed and breakfast in Edinburgh. At first it was joint work between my the two parents but as my father’s health worsened my mother and other family members replaced my father’s input. One of my major disagreements with my father was the price he had paid which was simply far too much, by about £60,000. Remember that number!
My father’s passing was a long and painful event which I do not wish to dwell on. When he crossed into spirit I can only say that is was a blessing simply because his final days, weeks and beyond gave a horrible quality of life.
My mother with my help had been looking for somewhere for her to purchase. My property was in Musselburgh just outside of Edinburgh and we were looking or something close for her. After many false starts eventually she found for her, if not me, the ideal location. The apartment in the tenement directly below mine.
So we jump forward a year. I was still living at home to help my mother helping to run the business and get it ready to sell so that she could retire. I had bought an apartment when my father was still living and had been renting it out for almost three years. Now I was getting it ready for me to move into. mine. never met the Bank manager who did that, and he is eternally in my prayers of thanks.
It was however a little to expensive. Or it would have been had not a small financial miracle occurred in the last few months. The Bank that had financed the purchase of the hotel at remember that two high a price offered to write off just under £40,000 of what had become my mother’s loan after my father’s death. I never met the Bank manager who did that, and he is eternally in my prayers of thanks.
Okay a Bank being kind to a customer who over paid for a capital asset? I would say that is almost totally unheard of. But just the first of a series of strange co-incidences let’s say.
Mother sold the hotel and had her offer for the apartment below me accepted. But then we ran into a little problem. The purchasers of the hotel were having issues raising the required mortgage. And the sale was gettiing delayed. Without the sale Mother was not going to be able to purchase her new home.
As the neighbour of the seller I was talking and begging them not to withdraw from the sale to Mama Mia. This however could not go on forever and eventually the sale was removed. Disaster, Mother was back to square one. And worse if the sale completed for the hotel she might even have to move in with me.
Mother sold the hotel and had her offer for the apartment below me accepted. But then we ran into a little problem. The purchasers of the hotel were having issues raising the required mortgage. And the sale was getting delayed. Without the sale Mother was not going to be able to purchase her new home.
The two things happened virtually on the same day. The apartment immediately above me came up for sale when the bottom one fell through. The sale of the hotel completed at the same time. Mother got moving made an offer which was accepted on the same day it came onto the market, resulting in several weeks later that we both moved out of the hotel into our two new apartments on the same day.
Now I can accept some level of coincidence in life perhaps. But the exact amount required written of by the bank to buy the property she wanted, the first being lost on the day that another identical came up for sale just as the delayed hotel sale completed... In fact this property being on the top floor had views out across the sea which the bottom one did not.
I always felt that my father left a mess for my mother to deal with in terms of the finances of the business. Yet somehow it all worked out to the penny.
Stranger things were to follow but that is for the next element of my life history.
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