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Over the years Terry's work has taken him to a huge cross-section of places and through a wide range of expriences. Here he draws on some of his vast wealth of knowledge to show some of the things you are likely to encounter in Soul Rescue.

An Intense Trouble Spot. This is a high-profile tale of just how disruptive Geopathic Stress can be

In Hauntings, Terry looks at just two of the different types of ghost that one can encounter in this field of work.

An Intense Trouble Spot
St Ethelbasurgh’s Church, Bishopsgate, London

On 4th May 2006 this former church was opened by HRH Prince Charles as a centre for reconciliation and peace. During the site work, architects and builders were regularly disturbed by the misfortunes that beset the proceedings. In the words of one architect, “What could go wrong, did go wrong.” It was as if the site was blighted.

Upon inspection, Terry discovered the place was haunted by many historical dramas, ranging from pre-Christian times through to more present events, such as in 1993 when the church was bombed by the IRA, killing a journalist. With 1,500 years of history bound up with a series of unpleasant events, the atmosphere of the place was heavy and intense. A joiner who worked on the site told me: “I measure frames, tailor make doors, and guess what, they were the wrong size. This has never happened to me before.”

With a catalogue of bad luck, something had to be done… and quick. I was given one day to turn around the site for its inaugural opening. As luck would have it, on Saturday 8th April, I was able to call on the services of a group of students who were delighted to be given the opportunity to work on such a high-profile project, even at short notice. We set to work in three groups of three – one psychic, one dowser and a reporter – a dossier of possible causes was being prepared, linking past to present.

The root cause of the problem was Geopathic stress, which in itself can have many roots. On this occasion, though compounded by the influences from many bad memories of past happenings which had become stuck in one place, the earth and the building were suffering from the equivalent of a migraine. The pressure was so intense that everything was stuck, there was no fluidity or movement in evidence. Every event was caught in a bubble charged by the anger, grief, trauma and hatred of the people who were involved.

The bubble had to be burst to bring reconciliation and peace into focus. To liberate the past so life can go on in a unified manner. With such an atmosphere nobody would be able to work towards a common unity. Attitudes and opinions would remain in conflict. The ground where St Ethlerburgh’s stood required healing and the earth memories needed to be released.

Once the problem had been diagnosed, solving it started by focusing on the basic needs – compassion, to look beyond individual right or indifference. Forming a circle as a group in meditation and reinforced by prayer, light and love were summoned to heal the past. A great quiet enfolded us and we all felt at peace as we experienced a great dark shadow lifting from the earth.

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Hauntings
Some buildings are haunted only by ghosts, some happy others sad and, very occasionally, some evil. There are those who will move on because they want to go when they understand that their body has died, but others will hold on because they bear a grudge, have unfinished business or when on earth practised dark rituals which they still persue beyond the grave, affecting both environments and individuals alike. Here are two tales of different types of haunting:

The Happy Ghost
Occasionally, soul rescue falls outside a professional engagement and slots into our social schedule. On one such occasion we were invited to a friend’s house in West London. The couple in question had moved there about a month before, both being creatures of habit seldom did they vary diet and especially not their drinking patterns. Phil, since I’d known him, had always drunk lager, so when I saw him drinking Guinness it was somewhat out of character, but he said he liked it.

About half an hour passed when I heard a voice in my head in a thick Irish brogue. He was the influence on Phil’s Guinness habit. When we had a quiet moment, I explained to the deceased that he had died, to which he replied: “I thought something funny had occurred when all my friends stopped speaking to me, even at confession the priest said nothing. So I went to the pub.”

It was in the pub that he introduced Phil to Guinness. The Irishman had died in the house Phil now lived in with his wife and kids.

The Sad Ghost
When a person dies either they move on to a different plane away from the Earth’s gravity or they become earthbound, either because they have unfinished business, they desire material things, they cannot leave loved ones behind or because they have died tragically.

This particular sad ghost story takes me to Essex. The origins of the house stretched way back to 1284. Still partly surrounded by its ancient moat, and having served as an armoury during the English Civil War (1642-1648), the house now rests sedately in peaceful English countryside… or so it would appear. When ghosts are the problem, appearances can be very misleading.

When I first arrived at the house, the staff, who had been there for three years, talked about “strange goings on” ending their conversation with “Oh no, I wouldn’t stay here at night, not for all the money on God’s earth.” At that moment, the owner, a widow, spoke of her yearning to be happy and have a normal relationship, but she explained that every man who came into contact with the house became spooked as if it didn’t want any menfolk to be there at all.

Even a professional heavy-weight boxer could not cope, he “ran for his life” as the clock chimed midnight. This house was over-run by dominant male ghosts – one ghost in particular had been the victim of trickery and deception. A soldier who had died in the Civil War, he was killed on the stairs by his own side, a pike piercing his heart. He died instantly screaming “Treachery, treachery”.

This ghost could not move on because he sought an answer: why was he killed by his own side? Not being able to solve this burning question he repeatedly lived out the last moments of his life. His journey would start in the bedroom, where his ancient bed, fixed to both the floor and the ceiling, was felt to shake “as if in an earthquake”. He would then cross the landing and step onto the stairs. It was on the stairs that unsuspectingly he was killed, and on the spot he died it is said that to this day bloodstains periodically appear.

This ghost was unable to move on because of unfinished business, as long as he stayed earthbound his experience of dying would be recycled as if on a loop. His thoughts would begin at “why did I have to die, why did they do this to me?”, ending with him feeling his armour pierced by the pike. This inconclusive answer never went away and he simply repeated the process.

The method used to release him was to reunite him with family, those he loved. He needed to be distracted to be drawn away from his rigid thought process, love was the only way forward. In releasing the spirit from life’s drama all that is left is the traces, the memory, which as a shadow will break up and cease to be. The house and the spirit liberated.

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