Who Said No One Has Ever Come Back To Tell Us

By Catherine Kennedy

Catherine Kennedy writes with candor and humor about her and her husband's experiences over the years communicating with the spirit world in English and Italian through the medium of automatic writing-the process by which either Catherine or her husband holds a pen poised over paper and waits for spirit p

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookTrail Publishing
• Release date: Mar 17, 2021
• ISBN: 9781637671429

Catherine Kennedy

I am married to my Husband Antonio and we have one daughter. We live in Fife near St Andrews, in the East of Scotland. For many years I ran a fashion business and then a guest house. I had ample opportunity to use my healing ability on customers and guests.

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Copyright © 2021 Catherine Kennedy.

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Contents

Preface

Chapter 1      How It All Began

Chapter 2      A Wealth of Evidence

Chapter 3      Off To Bosnia

Chapter 4      Our Moroccan Adventure

Chapter 5      A Church With A Difference

Chapter 6      More Proof From Ivo

Chapter 7      The Seeming Cruelty Of Death

Chapter 8      Miracles Catholic and Protestant!

Chapter 9      Near Death Experiences

Chapter 10    Our Friend Emilio

Chapter 11    How We Learn From Each Other

Chapter 12    The Evidence Is All Around Us

Chapter 13    Confidence In Immortality

Chapter 14    More Experiences Of Our Own

Chapter 15    They Do Come Back To Tell Us

Epilogue

Bibliography

To my mother Elizabeth

and friend Marcello,

and I would also like to say

a special thank you to William

for his invaluable expertise

in the preparation of my book for publication.

Preface

I  have dedicated ‘Who Said That No One Has Ever Come Back To Tell Us?’ to my mother Elizabeth and our friend Marcello, both of whom are already on the ‘other side’. It was they who encouraged me to write this book.

My purpose in writing is to share with you the wealth of evidence that has proved for me the reality of the spirit world and that although our bodies die physically, our essential self (our spirit or soul) lives on in the higher dimension that we call heaven. And our loved ones really do come back to tell us – all the time!

I have practiced spiritual healing all my life, but have never worked as a medium in the formal sense. I have, however, a great admiration for the many good mediums who bring so much comfort and reassurance through the evidence they are able to provide to loved ones. It is especially gratifying to see a mother convinced that her ‘dead’ child lives on. This helps her to cope with the rest of her life in the knowledge that one day she shall see her child again. This kind of evidence is priceless.

Often when I am giving healing to someone they tell me of their own spiritual experiences. Hearing their stories has confirmed for me the fact that these experiences are far more common that we realise.

Where necessary I have changed people’s real names in order to preserve their privacy.

My husband Antonio and I have been talking (communicating) with people from the other side for so long now that it is for us, and for our friends, perfectly normal. Instead of describing talking with our departed loved ones as supernatural, it should be regarded as perfectly natural, as it is in some other cultures.

CHAPTER ONE

How It All Began

You hear it all the time – ‘No one’s ever come back to tell us.’ You know what? This is simply not true. There’s a wealth of evidence out there in the world, and if you go looking for it you’ll find it. In this book I describe my experience of people communicating with me from the other side. I also record some of my husband Antonio’s communications from ‘deceased’ friends of his. Most of these friends I knew personally. Others I ‘met’ for the first time when they communicated with Antonio by means of automatic writing.

Our experience over many years has convinced us that life really does continue on the other side. That death is not the end is something we have proved to our own satisfaction. In this we are not unique, so I have woven into our own story the similar experiences of others known to us. I also tell of well-known people whose stories are recorded in print. Especially when viewed in isolation from one another, accounts of communications from the other side are frequently dismissed as implausible hearsay. But considered as a whole, they constitute a substantial and growing body of evidence that cannot simply be ignored or explained away.

We know there are people who will scoff at any suggestion that there is life after death. ‘When you’re dead, you’re dead,’ is their often scathing remark. Frequently you find that people who hold such views have never properly investigated the wealth of evidence that is out there. So I say to them, in the words of one of my favourite quotations: There is a principle which is a bar against all information, which is proof against all arguments, and which cannot fail to keep a person in everlasting ignorance – that principle is contempt prior to investigation. No one knows for sure who first wrote this, but it’s a principle that all of us would do well to take on board.

Writing and Healing

It all began over thirty years ago. I don’t know what made me pick up a pen and ask if there was anyone there who wished to communicate with me, but I had already had a few spiritual experiences, and perhaps this is what prompted me. At this time I was practising spiritual healing, and was accustomed to feeling heat, energy and tingling sensations in my hands. It was a kind of ‘knowing’ that led me to pick up the pen. Immediately it started moving without any conscious decision on my part, forming quite big letters all joined together. Before long ‘I’ had written out four pages. I didn’t understand a word of what I had received, but felt that an external and intelligent force had taken control of the pen. I was holding the pen, but something - or someone - was doing the writing. I could feel the pen being taken over by an invisible hand.

Later on when Antonio came home I told him about the writing. ‘What a lot of nonsense!’ he responded. ‘How can you believe such things?’ I asked him to take a look at the writing, and amazement spread over his face. He sat down, still looking at the pages of writing, and began to draw vertical lines to mark where one word ran into another. ‘I’ had seemingly written four pages of fluent Italian, and in the dialect of a village not far from his own home in Tuscany! To this day I can’t write in fluent Italian. The spirit entity (for that is what we realised we had) signed his name as Ivo Franchi. Ivo was an Italian friend of Antonio’s who had passed over some years previously. Having established that it was Ivo, I then persuaded Antonio to take up the pen. Lo and behold, the pen began to move, and he could feel the same sensations as I had. Again it was his friend Ivo.

Jam On It!

Ivo continued to communicate with us for many years, and brought us a lot of evidence that proved to us, beyond any shadow of doubt, that life goes on after our physical death. I was told by a medium when I was young that in looking for evidence of the afterlife I wanted jam on it. And you know what? she added. Jam is what you’ll get! This has certainly been true for me where evidence from the spirit world is concerned.

As well as having the ability to do automatic writing, I am also a spiritual healer. These two abilities – the ‘jam on it’ that the medium had predicted - have together supplied me with irrefutable evidence that there is another dimension to which we all go when we leave this earthly body, and from which those who have gone before us are able to communicate with us. Their main purpose is to reassure us that they are not dead and that there is an afterlife. Their motivation for communicating with us is love.

Around this time Antonio and I had been giving serious consideration to the possibility of our emigrating to Australia. Antonio has an uncle there, and umpteen cousins. Ivo communicated with us quite a lot, and one of his messages was that we would not live in Australia, but in Ayrshire, near the sea, where we would have two businesses practically side by side. Sometime later all this came true. An intriguing detail of Ivo’s communications with us was that, Italian having no letter ‘y’, writing ‘Ayrshire’ was a bit of a challenge to him. When he did the best he could and wrote ‘Yarshire’, we realised what he meant!

I practiced healing from early on in my adult life, trying to do it mainly in secret because of the negative attitude that so many people had towards it at that time. But what kept me going was the certainty that it was very effective in helping people. I could only tell this through the positive feedback that I received from those to whom I had given healing – and they were many.

Who Do You Think You Are?

I had known John for some twelve years. At that time I owned a boutique in a seaside town on the West Coast south of Glasgow. John was a fashion agent, and I would see him regularly throughout the year when I visited his Glasgow showroom in order to do the buying for my shop. John was a pilot during the Second World War, and had to bail out on one mission. He landed badly in a tree, and twisted his back as he struggled to get free from his parachute. For nearly forty years thereafter he suffered