Chat It’s Fate — August 2017

trip with Andrea

while on a

a trance

I was in

Brimstone Hill:

Sad history

As told to Anna Elsey Chat it’s fate 27

True life: Eerie in-flight entertainment

The spirits

of soldiers

killed during

the siege took

me over

whole

flight giving

me messages for

her delighted

daughter. I didn’t

even get to eat!

Old

soldiers

It isn’t just while
I’m travelling that
I pick up on
spirits. They come
through to me
while I’m on
holiday, too.
In April 2004,
me, Barry and
Andrea were on the Caribbean
island of St Kitts for a
friend’s wedding.
While there, we visited
Brimstone Hill, a fort held
under siege during the Anglo-
French War in the 1700s.
Hundreds of soldiers, French
and British, lost their lives.
As we drove our hire car

towards

the fort, I went

into a trance. During it,

I channelled the spirit of a

garrison commander.

‘We could see his face

transfigured over

yours,’ Barry

said when I was

myself again.

And, walking

round, the spirits

of soldiers killed

during the siege

took me over.

They told me

names, which we

later saw on

placards to

commemorate the

fallen troops.

But, disturbingly, I could

also feel how they died.

I picked up on their pain,

despair and fear.

Eventually, I couldn’t take

it any more.

‘I have to go,’ I said.

Back at our villa, I picked

up a pad

and pencil

from the

bookcase.

Sitting down,

my hand started

moving of its own accord

across the paper.

I stared as face after face

appeared, as I channelled

sketches of spirits!

Passed away

Later that evening, a local

bus driver came to pick

us up to take us to a

nearby restaurant.

Desperate to know who

the faces were, I showed him

the drawings.

‘I recognise these people,’

he told me,

stunned.

I’d been drawing villagers

who’d passed away!

Ectoplasm

Another time, in June 2005,

when Andrea and I were in

Paris, I fell asleep reading a

book about mediumship.

In the early hours, the book

fell off the bed, waking me.

The room was filling with

white, steam-like ectoplasm,

as if a kettle was boiling.

Looking at my chest,

I realised it was coming from

my solar plexus chakra.

Spirits’ hands and faces

appeared in the ectoplasm.

Then it whooshed back into

my chest, disappeared.

When I picked up the book it

had fallen open on a page titled

You are a physical medium.

‘You can say that again,’

I laughed to myself.

I’m blessed

As a spirit medium, I spend

my life surrounded by spirits.

Speaking to them is part of

who I am, and I can’t switch it

off while I am away.

But my gift is a blessing,

and I wouldn’t change it for

the world.

l To contact David, visit his

Facebook page Spirit Medium

David Traynor.

I

n December 1972, Eastern Airlines Flight 401

crashed into a Florida swamp. The pilot Bob

Loft and flight engineer Don Repo were two of

the 101 people who perished.

Afterwards, the ghosts of Loft and Repo

were seen by crew on other Eastern Tri-Stars,

especially planes fitted with parts salvaged

from the Flight 401 wreckage.

Did you know?