Jade Kyles part one part 2 part 3
This is the story of some of the events and the happenings that have made me who I am today.
I was born in Dunedin, New Zealand in February 1969. I saw my first Spirit child when I was six years. She would come in to my room and stand in the corner. I was not scared, she made me feel safe. I thought she was an Angel and was here to protect me. I had my first out-of-body experience at seven when I was involved in a major car accident. My beautiful girl spirit, my Angel, was with me. She told me I was going to be just fine. In 1976, it was the time when you didn't wear seatbelts. We were hit head on by a drunk driver then hit from behind from another car. |
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I was thrown out of the car and knocked out on the side of the road. I saw the scene from above my body. When at the hospital on the way into the theater, I told the nurse who was walking beside my bed and holding my hand. She smiled and whispered I was very lucky to have an angel. I healed. The scar on my face and head is my reminder that to me that I am never alone. I didn't share my experiences with anyone as a child but I always felt comforted. Even though I didn't know why I knew things sometimes about others, or my dreams would sometimes come true, I had a sense of knowing that even though I felt "different, everything was going to be okay". I was always being told as a child that I had a "vivid imagination" and "I was in my own world". I suppose in a way I was just in a different world. A world where they or myself at that stage didn't fully understand. Glimpses of the Spirit world.
How I was guided to the right people
My career began as a hairdresser when I was 15 years old. The salon I worked at was very busy. Their were two very special clients that came to the salon that I had an unexplained connection with. One asked me to come around for a visit to her house as she wanted to talk to me. I walked to her house that was in the middle of the city and felt so excited. She read my palm and explained to me about Spirituality. She showed me how to protect myself and to "turn off" and "turn on" on the messages I received. She gave me invaluable information. The second salon client used to put her hand on mine. She told me I made her feel good and it took away the pains in her hands. I did not realise that I was a healer. Even though I was busy with my friends and going out, bit by bit my path was shown to me.
My tarot cards, pendulum and auras
At age 17, I started seeing auras of my clients reflected in the mirror. In the 80's the public was starting to accept "psychic happenings" but it was not something I shared easily. At being a young hairdresser I was very much into individualism and being different but I was too frightened of judgement to speak up to many people. We didn't have computers and the internet like now. Trying to find information out was difficult. The library had nothing either. I remember this day just asking out loud to an empty room, "Why cant I find out any information ?" Within a few weeks there was an advertising article in a NZ woman's magazine for a book club. I signed up to the book club. Would you believe it...they had a "new age section." I brought myself a pack of tarot cards and the book and a pendulum kit. Before I knew it I had the knowledge I needed. I started personal readings for others. I was 17 years old. The next few years I had surges with my spirituality depending on my friends and what I was doing at the time. I qualified as a hairdresser at 18 years old and took these years to live life and learn about people.
How my development increased ten fold
The summer of 1989/1990 I moved to Christchurch. In the 90's I was part of a very small and intense psychic training workshop. We continued to us meeting up for many years. Personally I was going through significant changes and I found meditating to keep me grounded really helped. Amongst the chaos of my life, as I had many very significant soul searching situations, I met some wonderful friends who were spiritually very much like me. This opened my mind further.
In May 1995 my development increased ten fold. I knew there were some changes coming but I wasn't sure what they were. This incident is still very clear in my mind. I had been helping a friend shift house. Coming home it was about 4pm and I was in a turning lane, in the middle of the road, waiting to turn into a side street. The traffic seemed like an endless stream. As I waited I could see in the distance, coming down the centre yellow line was a very fast white car. "What is it doing on double yellow lines?" I could feel the panic set in. I was in a 100 kilometre area and there was busy traffic. "What was happening?" Every thing slowed down. As my heart pounded slowly and loudly in my ears I watched as the car approached. There was no where for me to go. Traffic on either side driving at 100 kilometres. The car come closer, my breathing was intensifying. "What was happening? Slow down car!" My mind was screaming. Then I felt a warm calm sensation come over me. "Pull your legs up!" the words were clear and definite in my ear. I quickly pushed my seat back as far as I could and pulled my legs up. My heart was beating so loud and I felt I was in slow motion. When I pulled my legs up and the car stalled. "Take your hands off the steering wheel!" I heard the voice in my head and I did as instructed. In slow motion I watched the car approach towards me. I felt myself "lift" and before I knew it I seemed to be above the car. I watched on like I was watching a movie. At the last minute the white car tried to serve as it was about to hit my car. The impact was intense. Thankfully he had turned slightly right before impact. My car spun and went off to the right into oncoming traffic. I saw bits of car flying in the air and I heard a voice yelling "NO!" it was me but was like an echo. I was hit again by another oncoming car again at full speed.. Next minute I knew I was laying flat on my back in my car looking at the ceiling of my car. There were people trying to open my door. I was being pulled from my car. I could hear them say they worried my car would go up in flames. I raised my head from the road and looked. My trusty ford laser car was written off. it was a crumpled pile of metal. There seemed to be broken cars and people everywhere. In total five cars written off but thankfully no one was killed. If I had my legs were pushed on the brake they would have been crushed. I survived. I had a neck brace, injured back and neck and I attended physiotherapy for 18 months.
I felt blessed as I could heal. I had this new gratitude for the words of wisdom that I heard that I believe saved my life. I meditated. I hated the pain relief and my doctor said 12 to 18 months to recover. I knew I didn't want to wait and I needed to live my life now. I meditated more for hours on end focusing on healing. All I could do was wait. When I was able to drive, I went to as many healers as I could in Christchurch. I read as much as I could on psychic development. I learnt a lot. I was guided to the right people. My accident took my psychic awareness to a new level. This was my second chance at life.
How I was guided to the right people
My career began as a hairdresser when I was 15 years old. The salon I worked at was very busy. Their were two very special clients that came to the salon that I had an unexplained connection with. One asked me to come around for a visit to her house as she wanted to talk to me. I walked to her house that was in the middle of the city and felt so excited. She read my palm and explained to me about Spirituality. She showed me how to protect myself and to "turn off" and "turn on" on the messages I received. She gave me invaluable information. The second salon client used to put her hand on mine. She told me I made her feel good and it took away the pains in her hands. I did not realise that I was a healer. Even though I was busy with my friends and going out, bit by bit my path was shown to me.
My tarot cards, pendulum and auras
At age 17, I started seeing auras of my clients reflected in the mirror. In the 80's the public was starting to accept "psychic happenings" but it was not something I shared easily. At being a young hairdresser I was very much into individualism and being different but I was too frightened of judgement to speak up to many people. We didn't have computers and the internet like now. Trying to find information out was difficult. The library had nothing either. I remember this day just asking out loud to an empty room, "Why cant I find out any information ?" Within a few weeks there was an advertising article in a NZ woman's magazine for a book club. I signed up to the book club. Would you believe it...they had a "new age section." I brought myself a pack of tarot cards and the book and a pendulum kit. Before I knew it I had the knowledge I needed. I started personal readings for others. I was 17 years old. The next few years I had surges with my spirituality depending on my friends and what I was doing at the time. I qualified as a hairdresser at 18 years old and took these years to live life and learn about people.
How my development increased ten fold
The summer of 1989/1990 I moved to Christchurch. In the 90's I was part of a very small and intense psychic training workshop. We continued to us meeting up for many years. Personally I was going through significant changes and I found meditating to keep me grounded really helped. Amongst the chaos of my life, as I had many very significant soul searching situations, I met some wonderful friends who were spiritually very much like me. This opened my mind further.
In May 1995 my development increased ten fold. I knew there were some changes coming but I wasn't sure what they were. This incident is still very clear in my mind. I had been helping a friend shift house. Coming home it was about 4pm and I was in a turning lane, in the middle of the road, waiting to turn into a side street. The traffic seemed like an endless stream. As I waited I could see in the distance, coming down the centre yellow line was a very fast white car. "What is it doing on double yellow lines?" I could feel the panic set in. I was in a 100 kilometre area and there was busy traffic. "What was happening?" Every thing slowed down. As my heart pounded slowly and loudly in my ears I watched as the car approached. There was no where for me to go. Traffic on either side driving at 100 kilometres. The car come closer, my breathing was intensifying. "What was happening? Slow down car!" My mind was screaming. Then I felt a warm calm sensation come over me. "Pull your legs up!" the words were clear and definite in my ear. I quickly pushed my seat back as far as I could and pulled my legs up. My heart was beating so loud and I felt I was in slow motion. When I pulled my legs up and the car stalled. "Take your hands off the steering wheel!" I heard the voice in my head and I did as instructed. In slow motion I watched the car approach towards me. I felt myself "lift" and before I knew it I seemed to be above the car. I watched on like I was watching a movie. At the last minute the white car tried to serve as it was about to hit my car. The impact was intense. Thankfully he had turned slightly right before impact. My car spun and went off to the right into oncoming traffic. I saw bits of car flying in the air and I heard a voice yelling "NO!" it was me but was like an echo. I was hit again by another oncoming car again at full speed.. Next minute I knew I was laying flat on my back in my car looking at the ceiling of my car. There were people trying to open my door. I was being pulled from my car. I could hear them say they worried my car would go up in flames. I raised my head from the road and looked. My trusty ford laser car was written off. it was a crumpled pile of metal. There seemed to be broken cars and people everywhere. In total five cars written off but thankfully no one was killed. If I had my legs were pushed on the brake they would have been crushed. I survived. I had a neck brace, injured back and neck and I attended physiotherapy for 18 months.
I felt blessed as I could heal. I had this new gratitude for the words of wisdom that I heard that I believe saved my life. I meditated. I hated the pain relief and my doctor said 12 to 18 months to recover. I knew I didn't want to wait and I needed to live my life now. I meditated more for hours on end focusing on healing. All I could do was wait. When I was able to drive, I went to as many healers as I could in Christchurch. I read as much as I could on psychic development. I learnt a lot. I was guided to the right people. My accident took my psychic awareness to a new level. This was my second chance at life.