Second Sight Is a Gift Which Many May Unknowingly Possess
Are You a Clairvoyant?
Second Sight Is a Gift Which Many May Unknowingly Possess
OF exceptional interest, and explanatory in a simple manner of an oft-discussed subject is Mrs Annesley’s article in the June “Fortnightly” on Clairvoyance
There are those, she says, who, speaking on the subject, say “utter nonsense,” and those who say how wonderful! Both these are wrong. Clairvoyance is not nonsense; it is a fact capable of demonstration. It is not wonderful any more than other gifts are wonderful.
I am, personally, convinced that a large number of people have second sight. They may know nothing of this, hut the gift is there for them to use or ignore as Fate may decree.
I once came across a very interesting case of budding clairvoyance. A man told me that while he was staying in an hotel he pretended just for fun to be an adept at palmistry. He could not even tell the difference between tue head and life lines, but, he ended, isn’t it a curious thing? I told them such a lot that was true: one woman told me that no one in the world knew what I told her. I asked how he had managed this.
Oh, he answered, T don’t know what made me say the things—they just came to me—I said the first things that came into my head.’
Well he foretold something that was to happen to one of his ‘clients,’ and months afterwards he heard that It come to pass. This was long after he had told me about the matter.
This is only curious! No, it is not so; one is given second-sight just as one is given any other talent—the power to paint, a voice with which to Sing, the gifts of literature or imagination. It is not in the very least ícurious.’
Clairvoyance does not necessarily mean seeing with the physical eye; indeed, in my own case, I never ‘see’ except with the mental eye.
Possibly it would be more satisfactory to give an account of my first experiences of this second-sight: the beginning tallies almost exactly with my friend’s quoted above.
I studied palmistry and used to ‘do the hands’ of people for amusement. When I was staying in a country house my host gave a fete in the park one day in aid of some local charity, and f was begg’ed to do palmistry, dressed as a gypsy, in a tent. I consented, and, after some little time, I began to be very ni-cli puzzled. I realised that I was saying’ things to my clients which I could not possibly see in their hands, also,more surprising still, what 1 sa,d was true! Here is an instance: One man, whom I had never seen before, came into my tent. I told him his character and the ordinary episodes of his life from his hand, then I said more or less as follows: ‘You are worried
just now. You are in a position of great responsibility. I see a great crowd of men round you, and you have been trying to arrange a matter of importance. This matter would have been settled long ago if it were not for one man. I see you soon—and very soon— surrounded by men and talking. It will be a long time, but you will succeed if this man I speak of does not interfere. He is tall and dark, has a beard, and a scar over his right eyebrow. Suppress him and you will succeed.’
I did not know why I was talking like this, the words came to me in a quick flow.
That evening I met my client (Mr. B. we will call him) at dinner; he had been invited by my host. He was the
manager of Lord--’s quarries. I
knew that there had been for a long time a strike amongst the men. Mr. B. told me that that very evening at midnight he was to have a great meeting with the men. He added that he knew the man with the scar, who was very troublesome. T shall take your advice about him,’ he concluded. The next morning I received a telegram saying:
‘All you described came to pass. I succeeded. The strike is over.’
Now here was some food for thought.
I had always from childhood’s days, had "instincts,” as 1 called them, had always known those who were dishonest and so forth, but this was something quite different. I did not even know that it was clairvoyance, it seem-
1 was once doing palmistry for a friend at a garden-party, having a summer-house to work in. I here remark that I had heard discussed a budding scandal, in which a maridad woman (whom I called Lady Z.) and a married man (Captain A.) were concerned. I knew Lady Z. well, but at that time Captain A. was away and I had never seen him, nor his photograph.
A man came in my summer-house and I proceeded to tell him many things that astonished him. Then I said, ‘Your whole career is threatened unless you have the strength of mind to break with a woman who is drawing you gradually away from all honour and making you forget your ambitions, your ideals aud everything. Wait, I will describe her.’ Here I began a description—height, shape of the face, the mouth, the nose, and, last of all, there came to me the particulars, in words, of her hair and eyes. As I spoke the face I had built up came to my mental, vision just as if someone else had described it—it was Lady Z.! I stopped short for a gasp. The man, looking very wretched, asked me to go on. I said: ‘No, I can’t, because I
recognize the woman—therefore I’m afraid I know who you are.’
Soon after he had gone out a friend came to me and said: ‘Did you know
that Captain A. was back ? He came in here just now. What did you say to him ? He absolutely implored Lady Z. not to come in to see you; then he made some excuse and has gone home!’
Why one should see utterly trivial things I cannot possibly imagine. Clairvoyance is not an exact science; one may very possibly give a detailed picture of a person or a house that the inquirer knew when a child and leave out altogether the fact that he broke his leg six months ago !
Here, again, is a somewhat amusing case. When I was living’ in the country a friend came down from town. I told him that I ‘saw’ a certain number of people with him, and proceeded to paint in words five persons whom he did not know. I was nonplussed. I then went on to the sixth: this, I remember, was a stout woman with some peculiar feather in her bonnet, and she held a large brown-paper parcel tied with green tape. When I got to the parcel my friend roared with laughter—I had given him accurate descriptions of the six people who had travelled down from town in his railway carriage ! He had not even consciously noticed them, but the photograph was in his brain all the same, and I had seen it. I have described a woman’s coachman, whom she saw every day of her life, but she ueciared she did not know the man. She wrote me afterwards. It also appeared that she had never before noticed a mole on his cheek of which I had told her, but naturally she must, subconsciously, have noticed it.
Foretelling of the future is undoubtedly pure clairvoyance. Yet. even here, one can be very deceived as to time and conditions.
Here is an instance of what I mean by conditions: I told a man once that there would be a suicide in his house within three days. I had divined, in a strange way, that it was no one very dear to him, or I should not have told him what I did—I presumed it must be a servant. It was the first time I had met this man and I knew nothing about him. It appeared that he lived in a maisonette, the other part of the house being occupied by another family. The next day a member of this other family killed herself ! Of course this
was a suicide in the house, but it had nothing to do with this man. Why did I “see” this?
Another day 1 said to a friend: “You are going to have another dog. It is very like Jack (a valuable and dear possession i , he has only three legs. My friend laughed and thought it very unlikely so did I. A little time after Jack was badly injured, the vet. cleverly amputated one of his legs. He was quite happy afterwards and followed my friend about as usual. Now, I was very fond of this dog : why did I not foresee an accident to him instead of seeing another dog (as I thought) with
Another mystery is this : Sometimes characters of other people and events in their lives will come to one through the person who is sitting. A clairvoyante once gave me a correct resume of my husband’s life and character, and told ' me practically nothing about myself, though my life has been a very eventful one ! I once had a curious instance of this myself when doing palmistry at a village jumble sale. A very low price was charged in the evenings, and I had many servants and small tradesmen as clients (always a different class, I may mention). One girl, with whom I could get no personal impression at all, conveyed to me most clearly a young man whom I described. I had an ' exceedingly disagreeable impression about him and was most honestly convinced that he was a thief and would soon be in prison. I told the girl this and implored her to have noth-
ing to do with him. The vicar’s daughter told me afterwards that the
girl confided weepingly in her—the girl and young man were to be married in a month. The fiancee was so impressed by my accurate description of the man that, with some excuse, she put off the calling of the banns for a week or two. In about five weeks, if I remember rightly, the young man was in prison ! He was an employe in a shop and had been robbing the tradesman for over a year. I worried myself horribly before the man was taken up, as, having been told about the matter, I felt miserable in case I had been wrong. I have many times felt this frisson about people connected with my ‘client’ of the moment : usually it is caused by dishonesty.
If any reader wishes to test his power for himself, I must warn him against one or two things : He must not start with friends. We know, or think we know, too much about our friends and are apt to draw on that knowledge, consciously or unconsciously, instead of allowing thoughts to come in a perfect natural way.
Another thing—do not let your brain conjecture or imagine. Do not say to yourself ‘This does not seem likely,’ or ‘This is impossible.’ Make your mind quite empty, and just say the words —not your thoughts, but the words that come to you without thought.
If you have second-sight, you will very soon find it out. I do not for one moment suggest that many will succeed, but some may.
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