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Powerful Mediums – Doris Stokes – Part-3

Tuesday, September 19th, 2006

Doris Stokest

She never trained as a medium but gradually became known in the Spiritualist church circuit, passing on messages from voices that became increasingly clear. Sometimes she earned a little money by giving private sittings. The death of her baby son when he was only five months old made her more conscious of her psychic gift. She was to lose three other children before she finally adopted her son Terry, and the sadness she experienced made her especially sensitive with regard to bereaved parents.

Doris Stokes

Doris Stokes

It is difficult to pinpoint exactly when she started to become a household name, but it was probably after her stunning success in America in 1978 when she went through a series of tests on television. Suddenly she was in demand everywhere. Her books became best- sellers, her public appearances great occasions. The waiting list for private sittings with her ran into thousands. She went on gruelling tours, and in Sydney the traditionally sceptical Aussies queued for hours just to get a ticket.
People were amazed at her down-to-earth attitude to the spirit world. It seemed to be as real to her as this one. Her utter belief in life after death communicated itself to her audience. Describing herself as being like a telephone exchange putting the spirits in touch with their loved ones, she performed as a clairaudient, hearing rather than seeing spirits. Sometimes she saw spirit children because she had a special empathy with them. She never promised to ‘get through’ to any particular person but would simply create a quiet, serene atmosphere and wait for things to happen.
The messages she gives are usually made up of trivial details, but the accuracy of these exchanges is usually enough to convince people that they are experiencing a paranormal event. Some people, trying to find a rational answer for what is going on, have suggested she is using extrasensory perception (ESP).
Those who attend her performance expecting a weird experience are disappointed. ‘Hello, my loves’ she greets those who have come to see her. She claims that she can see flickering blue lights above the heads of those she puts into contact. The longer a person has been dead, the stronger the voice. The newly dead tend to sound faint, sometimes fading away altogether. She has learned to cope with these awkward silences, though earlier in her life she was at times tempted to ‘fill in’.
Doris Stokes recorded her contact with some very famous spirits in her book A Host of Voices. George Orwell, author of Nineteen Eighty Four, talked with her at some length. John Lennon and Marc Bolan, superstars of the pop world, came through, and so did the young actor Richard Beckinsale, who died from a heart attack when he was only thirty-two. He wanted her to tell his parents that he had taken up music, something he had always wanted to do on earth.
Perhaps the most poignant conversation she reported was with comedian Dick Emery. She has endured some traumatic physical illnesses in her life and was in hospital after her thirteenth operation for cancer when he came through. Trying to make her laugh, he joked that the spirit world wanted her so much they were taking her bit by bit.
Doris Stokes has always said there is no need to fear death. She has spent a lifetime trying to get that message over to as many people as possible.

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Powerful Mediums – Doris Stokes – Part-2

Tuesday, September 19th, 2006

Doris Stokest

Doris Stokes was born in Grantham, Lincolnshire, just across the road from Margaret Thatcher. Her father, blacksmith Sam Sutton, was a sensitive man and probably a natural psychic. She was only a child when she first realized that she too had a psychic gift.

Doris Stokes

Doris Stokes

One night there was a terrible fire in the next street to where she lived. Her parents, hearing that the blaze had started at their friend Tom’s house, rushed out to see if they could help. Excited and curious, Doris was not able to sleep. She slipped a coat over her nightie and followed them. Crowds were gathered in the street. She craned her neck just in time to see a terrible burned shape being carried out of the house on a stretcher -all that was left of Tom. She stared, horrified yet fascinated, then lifting her eyes from the stretcher she saw something else that made her freeze. Tom was walking beside his body, real and solid-looking, not a hair singed.
Sam Sutton suddenly saw his daughter, clipped her smartly round the ear and sent her home to bed. She was still sobbing with fright and incomprehension when he came home. She described what she had seen and he patted her hair gently. He realized that night she was going to be different from other girls.
Though there was never a great deal of money, Doris was part of a good family and had a happy enough childhood. She thought her life would fall to pieces, though, when her father died. They had been so close and he had taught her so much. But before he died he said to her, ‘All you’ve got to do is put out your hand and I’ll be there to take hold.’
She was twenty when war broke out and she joined the WRAF. Life was fun, with plenty of boy friends, dances and different experiences. Sometimes, though, she was disturbed when she saw the young pilots walking out to their planes. She almost knew the ones that would not come back. Sometimes she would tell fortunes, but her predictions began to get too close to the truth. When a giggling group of WRAFs went to see ‘the spook show’ at the local Spiritualist church one night, the medium told her, ‘One day you’ll be doing this.’ Soon after she married a handsome young airman called John Fisher he was reported missing in action, and a medium at a local Spiritualist church confirmed that he had been killed. It was the most traumatic experience of her life. She had become pregnant in the early days of their marriage, and now had a baby son. She returned home in a state of shock, and what happened next is described in her autobiography,
Voices in My Ear:
The bedroom door flew open so sharply I thought it was my mother bursting in, and there stood my father. My mouth dropped open. He looked as real and solid as he did when he was alive. …
‘Dad?’ I whispered.
‘I never lied to you, did I, Doll?’ he asked.
‘I don’t think so,’ I said.
‘I’m not lying to you now. John is not with us and on Christmas Day you will have proof of this.’ Then as I watched, he vanished.
Three days later the War Office informed her officially that John was dead, but to everyone’s amazement she refused to believe it. They even began to think the shock had affected her mind as she clung to her hopes. Just as her father had predicted, news that John was, after all, still alive, though badly wounded, came through on Christmas Day.…more…Part-3…

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