Excerpts

I’ve added a few excerpts from Facing Demons to allow you to have some idea of what the book is about. I hope you enjoy them.

 

From Bad to Worse

Excerpt from Chapter 22 When the boys arrived from Cairns in January we all crammed into our small flat for a few days before moving into our new home to start work on doing the place up and getting it ready to open. It was a nineteen-thirties house with intricate plaster ceilings. One side was to be completely opened up as a coffee lounge. Our living quarters comprised three bedrooms in the centre and there was a room on the other side for a private sitting room. I was able to use one end of this for my Healing room. Richard was finding his part-time job very boring. He was torn between helping do up the house or carrying on with his job. He felt left out when I related to him what had been happening during our day. This was supposed to be ‘his thing’ and already I was taking over. When I called the project his baby he snarled back at me, “Don’t you dare call it my baby when you keep interfering!” Once again I made excuses for his behaviour, blaming myself. However, generally he was more careful about how he spoke to me now as my ...
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My Son from Another Planet

Do you believe in space people?  What would you do if your 11-year-old son tells you in all sincerity that he came here from another planet?   This is the dilemma I was confronted with.  "Mum, I can remember choosing you to be my mother and coming into you before I was born”.  How was I to respond? Right from the beginning Jess appeared to have ‘an old head on young shoulders’.  His behaviour was not that of a child.  A lot of boys Jess' age were wrapped up in space comics, videos and games.  Jess had never shown any interest in these pastimes.  He was not given to imagination or flights of fantasy.   Looking back now I would describe him as being bewildered by the human traits of greed, selfishness and indifference to the universe.  These things were foreign to him, and seeing them occurring all around him caused a deep inner sadness in him.  This outlook is not typical of an eleven-year-old boy at all. He also had great difficulty grasping the English language, his speech having a strange accent and slow to develop.  Some people learn speech easily as if it is just second nature to them.  With ...
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The Instant my Life was Transformed

I had hit rock bottom. No fight left. All will to live gone. The next step was to end it all. “Who am I? I’m nothing, no good to anyone. My boys will be better off without me. Their father can do what he likes with them without me around. The constant bickering between us is affecting them. Better for him to bring them up alone than to have the two of us destroying each other, and them. I have no resistance left anyway. I’m just a burden on them all, a thorn in their sides that they can do without.” I ask myself why is it so cold and lonely in here?” I am beyond rational thought. Getting to this point in my life was a gradual process. I had tried being a workaholic, hitting the alcohol and smoking marijuana. I’d partied, played and worked till I dropped, in an effort to escape the reality of our orchard going bankrupt and a marriage that wasn’t working. My whole life was on a downhill treadmill. Now my self-loathing grew like a tumour inside me. The tunnel grew darker and darker. “There is not going to be enough money to feed ...
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New Home, New Ways

Excerpt from Chapter 11 Our priority was to find a place for long-term rental and I also had to endeavour to build a clientele in a hurry. We had very little money to get by on and three teenage boys and a dog are not cheap to keep. Harry would not be sending us any help. He had complained loudly over the little money I did take. Rental housing, especially one allowing me to operate a clinic and have a dog was very difficult to find. Four weeks passed and we still had nowhere to go when a lady, Sue, came for an appointment for a past life regression. She said she had contacts with a rental agency so would put some pressure on them for me. A house came up where the tenants were to be evicted, but we could not move in until a week after we had to be out of our other home. Another client, Jill, came to our rescue and said that we were welcome to stay with her until we could move in. This was truly generous of her considering she did not really know us, coupled with the fact that there were four ...
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Clash of Good and Evil

We were your ‘everyday family’ with a Mother, Father and three young sons and Major, a big black dog with the longest slobbery pink tongue and soft brown eyes you could wish to find.  He was defiantly one of the family. Jim, being the eldest slept in the sleep out, positioned ten meters from the house and backed on to the ‘home orchard’.  It was winter and the nights were getting long and cold. Two am one dark winter morning my 13-year old son Jim’s agonised screams of terror shattered my sleep. “Mum! Mum help me.  They are after me and trying to kill me”. Jim raced through the house into my bedroom, his face chalk white and our big black dog Major, close on his heels.  Jim and Major threw themselves down on either side of me quivering with fear.  I could sense the atmosphere in the house change, suddenly becoming cold and oppressive. “It’s the b-b-bad spirits Mum, if you don’t do something they will kill us!” A cold chill ran down my spine.  What was I to do?  I could feel them drawing nearer as the ominous feeling in the air around us drew closer and closer.  ...
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Trip of a Lifetime

Excerpt from Chapter 29 December saw a private sale for the shop, perfect timing I thought. My boys booked a flight on the nineteenth December to New Zealand for a surprise Christmas with their father. However the financing of the purchase dragged on. Christmas bore down on us. Finally, I received notice on the seventeenth December that the sale would finally go through. The exact take-over date still not set. The boys arranged to rent a house, moving as much as possible before leaving, thinking Geoff and I should be able to manage the rest. A phone call and the take-over date was arranged for December twenty-fourth nineteen-ninety-eight. Little time was left to wind up the business, clean up, remove our personal belongings and move out. Undaunted, I got to work and found for the first time that when the pressure was really on Geoff was not ‘there’. He found many reasons for not helping, all very valid to himself, from his map of the world or point of view. Somehow I made the deadline. Life with Geoff wasn’t easy, with many ups and downs. At times it looked as if we would never get on the plane together. Finally, ...
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