Derek Acorah: Extreme Psychic. Derek Acorah

      DEREK ACORAH

      EXTREME PSYCHIC

       To Christine and Alan – two of my dearest friends

      Contents

Acknowledgements
Introduction
1. Teenage Terror
2. Horror in my Home Town
3. The Condemned Man
4. Black Magic in Underground Edinburgh
5. Hospital Trauma
6. Carnage in California
7. A Moment’s Madness
8. The Murderous Monk
9. Bewitched
10. Human Tragedy
11. Possessed
12. Nearly the Death of Me
13. Satanic Sorcery
14. Civil War in a Public House
15. The Haunted Hotel
16. The Green-eyed Monster
17. Spirit Children

       Introduction

      I have been following my spiritual pathway for many years now and have learned to trust implicitly the word and strength of spirit in the many and varied situations I have found myself in. Once I would go on an investigation and merely talk about the energies I was picking up and the spirit entities present, but now I have progressed to channelling those spirit energies.

      My experiences in spirit investigation, or ‘ghost hunting’, as some people call it, date back to the mid-nineties. Some of these investigations have surprised me, some have saddened me and I have learned a great deal from the personalities I have channelled. There have been some experiences, however, that have scared me and taken me to a point where I wondered whether I would come out alive, or at least sane, and it is those experiences I wish to share with you in this book.

      I could not have come through these experiences without the trust I have in the strength of my spirit guide Sam and the guardians and doorkeepers who have protected me to the highest degree in some of the more dangerous investigations in which I have taken part. Our guides are our spiritual strength. They inspire us and guide us through hazardous, dangerous and hurtful situations, taking care to ensure that we experience only what is meant for us on our pathway through physical life. Our guardians and doorkeepers prevent intrusion from uninvited negative spirit influences; they draw close to us when necessary and retreat when their presence is not required.

      I was horrified once when I heard a well-known sensitive state during a television programme that he ‘strengthened up his guides’ before entering what he considered to be a potentially hazardous area of the location where he was filming. I can state quite categorically that it is not up to us – or possible for us – to do this. We may, however, request the presence of our guides and doorkeepers by offering up a prayer of invocation prior to any situation where we feel we may need their particular help and guidance.

      Prior to an investigation I always ask for my guides’ and doorkeepers’ help and protection for myself and the people around me. I must stress, however, that it is up to each person to be responsible for their own spiritual safety. If they enter into a situation in the knowledge that there is the potential for spirit activity, whether of a positive or negative nature, then they must ask their own guides and inspirers for protection. It is foolhardy to do otherwise and it is very wrong to expect another person to take on that responsibility, whether that person is a medium or not. An individual cannot rely on somebody else and then feign ignorance at a later date, especially if that person is well aware, prior to the investigation taking place, of the possibility of a less than friendly spirit presence being at a location.

      Some spirits are very far from friendly, as these pages will show, but all can be encouraged to find their way to their home in the world of spirit.

       CHAPTER ONE

       Teenage Terror

      I was still a teenager when I first experienced the dangerous edge of spirit energies. It was also the first time I actively used my psychic powers. At the age of 15 I had been apprenticed to Liverpool Football Club under the management of my eternal hero Bill Shankly. I was now 17 and had completed my apprenticeship. I was a full-time professional footballer playing for Liverpool Football Club ‘A’ team.

      Each week we would play football matches against other clubs’ ‘A’ teams, one of which was Blackburn Rovers. The games against Blackburn were always played at the grounds of a local mental care institution commonly referred to as ‘the asylum’ in those days. Whilst the games were being played, certain of the inmates were allowed to watch from the sidelines. The people were of mixed ages, ranging from young adults to quite elderly men and women. One of the regular spectators was David, a strapping young man aged around 21 or 22 years. It did not matter what the weather was like, David would always be there to cheer the Liverpool side on.

      I recall one occasion when we were about 15 minutes