Two Places At One Time
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Two Places At One Time

As a practicing Psychic Medium and Healer I have complete and total trust in the Universal Energy. I do not always understand how this Energy works and I am often confounded by how little I know or understand the reasons as to why some things happen. A case in point is the day that I first met Rhonda. She visited me looking for some practical help and advice relating to some healing courses she intended to organise. When she left she was quite excited about her new role in life as a healer. The next time I became “aware” of Rhonda and her situation was about six weeks later. She was standing in an almost deserted railway station at Killbarrack in North County Dublin. She was standing at the edge of the platform gazing down at the empty bed of the railway tracks. She gave appeared to be forlorn and desolate. I knew instantly what Rhonda had in mind. In the distance I could hear the sound of a fast moving train. Just as the train approached at high speed, she looked up and saw me standing not ten feet away from her. She continued to stare at me with a puzzled expression on her face for some time. I say that I became ‘aware’ of Rhonda and her situation because I know that I was physically several miles away from Killbarrack railway station that day.Rhonda and her parents came to see me about two weeks later. She told me that after suffering an emotional trauma she had gone to the railway station that evening to take her own life, but just as she was about to throw herself in front of the train she looked up and saw me. She described me as having shoulder length blond hair and wearing a brown leather jacket. Her description of me confused somewhat me as I do not possess a brown leather leather jacket nor is my blond hair shoulder length. But she was quite adamant that it was me standing there that day. Rhonda and her parents left me, mystified but grateful. Some weeks later I was clearing out some old papers and I came across an old photograph of myself. The photograph showed me as a much younger man down in my native Wexford wearing a brown leather jacket and shoulder length blond hair.
Maybe you, the reader, can offer an explanation.
 

6 Comments to Two Places At One Time:

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rosanna on Sunday, January 29, 2012 8:07 PM
explanation not needed a woman's life was saved. Life has a strange way about making stuff happen .
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Joe Cooper on Monday, January 30, 2012 11:22 AM
You're right, Rosanna, it does. Synchronicity happens all the time, sometimes in small ways, or sometimes more dramatic like with Rhonda.
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eric mc kay on Thursday, February 09, 2012 10:31 PM
Hi joe eric here great story you should write a book, keep up the great work you never lost it.
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Joe Cooper on Friday, February 10, 2012 11:26 AM
Thanks Eric, I'm sure many weird and wonderful things will be happening to you, too, on your psychic pathway! Joe
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michelle on Friday, March 30, 2012 10:01 PM
Hi Joe, Michele here regarding that girls story, I'm compelled to ask you by any chance were you feeling as that girl did at the age you were in that picture and because you pulled yourself through this image came to her and showed her that you pulled through as she had ony been to u few weeks previously and not only did u pull through u were vey successful.
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Joe Cooper on Sunday, April 01, 2012 8:16 PM
Hi Michelle, that's a very interesting question! But no, I never felt suicidal. Maybe the universe just used me as a means to prevent the girl's untimely death. A mystery, really!

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