Quite how I have managed to miss the College of Psychic Studies in London until now is a mystery, but I made up for it last week when I attended An Evening of Spirit Communications given by a man, Gordon S, who is, apparently, the crème de la crème of modern mediums.
The school is famous for its association with the great historic spiritualists, chief among them Arthur Conan Doyle. Spiritualism predates the Great War by decades. A century ago an evening out in polite society might easily feature some sort of seance; the library downstairs is stuffed with the literature of spiritualist notables and the walls lined with portraits of distinguished Victorian mediums.
The place was packed for the meeting with Mr S; it was a very respectable gathering … a bit like I imagine a Rotarian society get-together. He stood at the top of the room; he was a cheerful individual who kept up a patter of chat while he tuned into individuals from the Other Side who seemed to be queuing up to have a word with their relatives. The lady in front of me was the granddaughter of a Durham miner who had a very keen psychic sense; she was gratified when Mr S called out his name and told her that he was looking after her.
18 July 2019, The Tablet
Personally I was praying that my own deceased relations would keep quiet
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