Apparently she had woken up in the morning to find that the left touch lamp had switched on by itself in the middle of the night. She put that down to a power surge, or perhaps, she thought, she had bumped it with her arm. Feeling irritated she got up and abruptly switched it off. Then, she said, in front of her face, the two lamps on both sides of the bed proceeded to go up and down their three settings simultaneously. They did so three times each, until she raced over and switched the power off at the wall. She had spoke out loud saying, "That'll fix you!"
My mother said that if it happened to me, I was to switch the power source off at the wall or "pull the plugs on the bloody things." It sounded weird and by the look on her face I knew that it was. I rang Power and Water to see if they could explain how this could have happened. I spoke to an electrician on the phone who was relaying what I was saying to several others. An agreement was reached that, while there were power surges that could affect a touch lamp, there was no known explanation, from their perspective, for this particular incident of the two lamps going up and down several times in unison. In fact, the electricity seemed to have a mind of its own. All the many incidents and patterns that were to occur involving the various lamps, wall lights and touch lamps at Ridgehaven Circuit, could only be observed properly over a period of time. No other odd incidents occurred for the remainder of my mother's stay.
When my mother left Darwin on the 8th September 2003, my health was going downhill fast. I was restricted to bed or a chair. Once the dogs and I were in the house alone, I began to hear what sounded like singing. The first time I heard it I was lying exhausted on the bed in the main bedroom. I opened my eyes, coming out of a light sleep. It sounded like singing but without the words. It sounded like very high-pitched harmonies that were continually rising and falling. It seemed to me that while it was loud, it was actually coming from inside my own mind, or at least existing as part of my own consciousness.
Another thing that had been going on for years was the feeling that a white light was dropping down from the top of my head and into my body. This would change my consciousness to the extent that I walked like a different person and saw the world through different eyes. I knew it was still me. But at the same time I felt that something aside from myself had come into my body. Sometimes there appeared to be two of them. The first one felt like a gentle young 'angelic being' filled with awe and wonder and love. Then this golden white light from what appeared to be a second 'angelic being', would seem to come down through the top of my head and flood the consciousness of the first being and myself with white light. This happened a lot while sitting at the desk in the study at Ridgehaven Circuit.
I noticed that every time it happened, there would be a loud sound like a mallet banging on the roof of the front verandah. I could time it down to a few seconds. It was like sharing my physical body with another consciousness where we had seemed to be both connected and disconnected from the other simultaneously. The white light would enter my body. My consciousness would shift and then came the rap on the tin roof. There was also another single loud rap that occurred each morning as I was waking up. This was accompanied by yet another consciousmess who seemed suddenly alert at first light.
I then found out that I had actually been 'channeling' or going into 'involuntarily trance states', after seeing a picture of a Himba woman who was described as being in a trance state in National Geographic Magazine. Her eye whites were showing in the same way that mine were in some of the photos that I had found of myself. At this early stage I had no understanding in regard to what was going on, only that it was going on.
I wrote in my journal: "A lot of our problems in regard to living in this world are through our 'otherkin' who walk in our body. Some of these we have so far not been able to trace back to childhood development. It appears as if several were VERY ANCIENT when this body was born. I knew that they were 'not human' but I didn't know exactly how 'not human' they were, until we became co-conscious enough to see what occurred and how they think when they walk in the body with us. They are not human and nor do they have any understanding of human society. I am placing all these experiences with these 'beings of light' in a book. Sometimes they can be seen by others coming into the body. They cause the 'phenomena'."
