Hand In Hand With Angels

Ian De Coster

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This book is written by a former President of the Spiritualists' National Union Healing Guild, who for many years was a prominent speaker and demonstrator for the SNU. Ian De Coster has now been healing for over forty years.

Sujets

• Spirit guides
• Spirit guide

Informations

• Publié par: Andrews UK
• Date de parution: 19 octobre 2015
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9780722345894
• Langue: English

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Title Page
HAND IN HAND WITH ANGELS
A Diary of a Spiritual Healer
by
Ian De Coster
NFSH Member of The National Federation of Spiritual Healers (Holder of Long Service Award)
DSNU Holder of Spiritualist National Union Certificate Healing Diploma
CSNU Holder of Spiritual National Union Certificate as Speaker and Demonstrator



Publisher Information
First published in Great Britain, 2015 by
ARTHUR H. STOCKWELL LTD
Torrs Park, Ilfracombe, Devon, EX34 8BA
Established 1898
www.ahstockwell. co.uk
Digital edition converted and distributed by
Andrews UK Limited
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© Ian De Coster, 2015
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Acknowledgements
I should like to thank my wife Nan for her patience and encouragement in the preparation and production of this book. She was described by my Spirit Guides as ‘my strong right arm.’ I would also like to thank my daughter Wendy for her support in the writing of this book, as well as for my work as a Healer.



Preface
Whilst listening to the radio one day I heard Chris Rea singing ‘Tell me there’s a Heaven, tell me that it’s true.’ Listening to this song made me realise that it was the right time to begin writing this little book; something I had wanted to do for quite some time. I firmly believe that there is a Spirit World, or Heaven, as some people call it and would like to share my beliefs and experiences with others.
I have always believed that if you pray, someone - some higher power - is listening. Depending on what or who you are requesting, something will take place. Though perhaps not always in the manner you expect!
The Christian Faith (amongst others) includes a belief in Angels, attested by Scripture and supported by tradition. The following order within the Angelic Realm, was set out by Pope Gregory the Great in one of his homilies. There are nine orders of Angels namely: Angels, Archangels, Virtues, Powers, Principalities, Dominations, Thrones, Cherubim and Seraphim.
Angels are spiritual beings without bodies. Scripture tells us they are servants or messengers of God. St Augustine explained that the term ‘angel’ refers to their office, not their nature, which is spirit.
Each of us is blessed because we have a Guardian Angel who, as St Basil understood, surrounds us with watchful care and intercession from the beginning of our lives on earth until our passing. Beside each believer stands an Angel as protector and shepherd, leading them to eternal life.
St Jerome purportedly said : So valuable to Heaven is the dignity of the human soul that every member of the human race has a Guardian Angel from the moment that person begins to be. We may not see our Guardian or hear them speak, but we can always ask for help, support and guidance.
On many occasions over the years, either when talking to patients and friends, or when giving a lecture on healing or life after death, I would relate some events which had happened to me. Events that while to the ordinary person on the street may seem strange, were nonetheless true. Events which undoubtedly proved to me that there is much more to this life than meets the eye! Frequently after talking about such events, people would say, Ian, you should write a book about this!
So at long last, with the guidance of Angels, here it is. I will endeavour to keep this book as simple as possible; to let the facts speak for themself.



Spiritual Healing: An Introduction
Although there are still many sceptics and unbelievers, Spiritual Healing is now much more widely accepted by people from all walks of life. When I first began to be used as a channel for Spiritual Healing, I little realised what a wonderful variety of people I would meet; both patients and fellow healers. While the craft of healing will naturally be attractive to those already in the caring professions, it can also appeal to anyone having compassion and a deep sense of love - in its highest form - for our fellow beings.
Through involvement in Healing one gradually develops a state of mind which can only be described as an awareness of both people and place - a sensing of events which have already happened either to people, or in certain places. However one of the first lessons a Healer learns (perhaps the cardinal rule of Healing) is never to become too involved with patients, to remain detached. But that is not always easy. In my opinion, maintaining a sense of humour is essential to carry us through some of the more stressful situations; to enable us to keep everything we see and hear in its right and proper perspective. It is important that we Healers do not take ourselves too seriously, that we do not try to impress the onlooker. The healing energy, the power of love, will flow all the stronger if unhindered by thoughts of self.
The make up of a Healer, that is to say his or her attitudes and lifestyle, can play an important part in their wonderful work, which incidentally, is mostly voluntary. If, like me, a Healer is fortunate enough to have a caring and supportive partner then all the better. This can be of great benefit, especially when dealing with the many letters, telephone calls or travel arrangements involved to attend to patients. However, nowadays with the NFSH referral system and a greater number of colleagues taking up this work, life as a Spiritual Healer is a little easier.
On many occasions, whilst delivering lectures on Spiritual Healing in halls and churches up and down the country, people frequently approached me to ask if I had ever thought of writing about my experiences in a book. These experiences are wide and varied but mainly concern my work as a Healer, as well as communicating with people of all class, race and creed; helping them in some way to bring a measure of awareness into their life.
Sadly, many people feel and indeed believe that their own life is empty; that there is no rhyme nor reason to it; life is haphazard and has nothing to offer them. However, I believe the reverse to be true. It is my belief that each of us come here, to this earth, for a specific reason, for a purpose. We come with an element of freewill; of freedom of choice; limited only by the circumstances in which we find ourselves at any given time. We have to work within the framework of natural laws laid down by a higher power; if we accept them, take them on board and work with them then ultimately we will see the purpose of our life on this earth.



Early Days
My story starts when I was really quite young, with the first recollections I have of my Mother and Father. Despite my Father being a high ranking army officer (whom we did not see very often) we lived in rented accommodation. My Mother was a telephonist with the Post Office, where, unusually for a Mother in the early 1930’s, she worked during the day. Really, my Mother brought me up single-handedly. Meanwhile my Father hovered in the background. From time to time he came to stay with us, although never when dressed in his army uniform. After staying a short while would return to his office in the camp where he was currently stationed.
I was a lonely child, for reasons unbeknown to me, each day I was left on my own: Perhaps there were no family or friends available to look after me; perhaps the cost of childcare - if it even existed then - were prohibitive. But whatever the reason, my Mother left me alone when she went to work. Every day, before she left for work she would lay out my meals on trays. I was very young and could barely even reach the table where she placed the trays. When my Mother arrived at her office she would telephone our flat and tell me to take my breakfast. (I had already been instructed how to answer the phone). Later, the phone would ring again and she would tell me to take my lunch and so on. This went on for quite some time, I was left entirely alone, something that today would not be allowed to happen, although it certainly did then!
While Mother was at work one day I was sitting on the floor playing with some lead soldiers which my Father had brought me, when the figure of a man suddenly appeared in front of me. He was tall, his hair was black and brushed straight back and as far as I can remember, he was wearing ordinary clothes. To me, a young boy around three years of age, he appeared to have a very nice expression on his face; calm, peaceful, loving. Although I wondered where he came from and how he got through the locked door of the flat, I did not feel afraid. In the innocence of childhood I just accepted his presence, glad to have some company. He sat down on the floor beside me and began to play with my soldiers. After that he seemed to appear at the same time every day, playing with me and keeping me company. We had a great time playing soldiers! One day I asked him his name. He answered Gilbert, but said I could call him Gibbo. Few, if any words were spoken, our communication was most often by the process of thought.
Strangely though, when my Mother rang the flat to give me my meal instructions, Gibbo disappeared, but always reappeared when I put the receiver down. At the time I never questioned it, again accepting