It is funny how you look back and you begin to connect all of the dots and suddenly everything makes sense and you realise that maybe everything was for a reason and meant to be! ​Here, I have tried to give you a glimpse of my life as Shelley's mother.  So many things to say, but I can only say so much here, so I have tried to tell you what I feel is most important for you to know about her.  Of course, there is so much more! When I was a young girl, I do not know why, but I wrote an essay on Faith Healing as part of my exam years before I became a mother, I dreamt I was in a tent in the middle of a battlefield and I was giving birth, whilst the battle was going on.  I dreamt this for years before I physically gave birth.  When I was pregnant with Shelley, I knew it was to be Shelley. I just knew her and I knew that she was sent here to bring peace and love amidst the battles that many go through! I was in hospital pregnant with Shelley for 6 weeks before giving birth with high blood pressure and therefore had to have complete bed rest. ​Shelley was born on a Monday, the sun shone brightly all day and it has done on each of her birthdays since. Whilst I gave birth to Shelley there were doctors, trainee doctors and nurses gathered around the whole bed, I saw it as a sign that she was welcomed into this world by an audience, in a way that was preparing her for the many that would gather around her in years to come.  ​Shelley hardly slept as a baby, she was ‘awake’ a lot of the time. When she turned 1 years old, she just got up and started to walk on her first birthday. ​​As a toddler, she would spit out fish, meat, milk and eggs at dinner times, she was obviously meant to be the vegetarian that she is today and has been most her life.  Shelley loved nature and did not ever want to see animals hurt. As her mother, I noticed that people would stop and comment on her beautiful blue eyes, thick dark, curly hair and her Celtic look. People would make a fuss over her.  We noticed her hands got very hot, and as her mother, I noticed that she seemed very aware and seemed to know what was going on with people, and Shelley would naturally place her hands on people where there was pain.  She was a loving, kind, gentle and sensitive child. She used to run circles around us and I would sit in wonder at how she would miss everything and never have an accident.  From a young age, Shelley said she saw things and heard things and would make me aware of this. Shelley never seemed afraid of these things that she told us she saw.  I thought she was hallucinating and didn't realise then that Shelley was seeing Spirit. Shelley, from young, never wanted to see anything or anyone harmed, we would call Shelley to take spiders outside if they were in the house. She used to bring insects in from the garden to look after them. She loved flowers and plants. Shelley was always kind and would rather give than receive. She was a very loving child and would never harm anyone or anything. I knew Shelley was different and I wanted to come with her to protect her when people invited Shelley to Spiritual workshops. We would all say that Shelley was definitely an old soul, with her love of old films, old music and she wrote poetry from around age 8 that was deep and meaningful and very mature for her young years. Shelley always got very good reports about her generous character and hardworking attitude whilst at school, she did very well in all her subjects, especially the creative arts. She always enjoyed her life and never complained. She could never see the bad in anyone and if anyone was mean to her she would always forgive them and just see the good in them. When people in her life treated her very badly, she would still see the good and try to help them. Shelley was very innocent, she never had tantrums, she was a very good, caring, easy going child, I never had to ask her to do anything and she never asked for anything. She was full of life and she was very inquisitive, she would ask me about death, life, many deep questions for such a young child.  ​She would spend her pocket money on others. She would rather watch others open their Christmas presents and not care so much about opening hers. Every year since she was a child, we have given her a notebook for her Birthday and Christmas for her to write her lovely writings and poetry in.  She was always told by many of her teachers that she would write a book and I have always hoped that she would.  ​Growing up  and still now, she never liked any confrontation or any arguments, but she would be objective and a peace maker. She loved her quiet, alone time, either listening to music in her room, drawing, or sitting very still alone in Silence for long periods of time, which we now realise that she was meditating! ​​As a person though, Shelley never looked mature, she looked always very young, small and timid.  From a very young age she was very interested in mystical subjects.  She seemed to have a good and natural understanding of the mystical, Spiritual side of life. She would tell us often about messages from loved ones.  She would always be the one to guide and advise her friends. ​​We got Shelley a cat called Trina, when Shelley was 12 years old and she was a loving, yet feisty cat.  Shelley had lots of scratches over her arms from Trina.  Sadly, Trina died after a year and the night the cat died, all the scars on Shelley's arms disappeared. ​​Although, I accepted and was open to how Shelley was and knew it was for the greater good, I was always concerned how other people would take it and how they would react to Shelley. I wanted to protect her and her gifts and not let Shelley be taken advantage of or taken for granted. This was something, I learned that I could not prevent. ​Several times throughout Shelley’s youth she was approached by strangers and they would tell her of the gifts that she was blessed with, often advising her to join Spiritual groups or circles or they would say that she would help many one day.  As her mother, I always wanted to go with her, because she was so young and innocent, but I knew that she needed to go in order for her to get confirmation of what she was experiencing. We only went a few times, as it seemed Shelley already understood.  I always felt she knew the pain that people were going through, Shelley could see their hurt, even if they were smiling.  She could see clearly and take the pain away and ease it.  ​As Shelley got older, more people seemed to be attracted to her, they wanted to understand how she saw the world.  Shelley mysteriously met very established teachers who were much, much older than her and she would ask to be a student, because she was alone, but every time, I would hear that each teacher would say, she had her own path and already knew the way.  She received the same reply so many times and as a parent to hear that your daughter ‘knows’ Truth is a beautiful feeling, yet, she is also just my daughter too. Nothing in our culture prepares one for this with your child.  I had to learn to trust in Shelley's path. ​ Shelley also, always went against the grain, she was the first vegetarian in the family, the first to go to university, the first to home-educate her own children.  She was never traditional, not one for routine and was always very spontaneous! ​She was never scared of death or dying and at one point we felt that she did not feel that she belonged in this world and we felt that she did not want her body. A few times, we even thought we were going to lose her during her life time. ​She never wanted any fuss or attention drawn to her, no photos taken or videos of her during her creative arts years on stage and she did not even go to her University graduation day.   ​She had boundless amounts of energy, she would survive on just a few hours sleep each night, even now she is like this. ​​ Shelley had lots of gifts and opportunities given to her in her life and lots of different paths she could have taken, but she stayed always and devotedly upon the path of Spirituality.  ​From a young age, she would always just give and Shelley would not accept any acknowledgement in return.  ​When she was very young and we would visit my parents home, Shelley would often ask to go to the Convent opposite my parents home.  There she would sit with the nuns and talk with them and learn songs, she really liked to be with them. ​Even though Shelley was equally a mummy’s and daddy’s girl, she would love to spend time with her father.  Her father is a mechanic and Shelley would love to be with him, she would put on overalls that were far too big for her and help him with his work.  She would go to breakers yards and she never cared about getting covered in dirt. She always tried to help her dad.  They would spend hours talking about Elvis, Bruce Lee’s philosophies, they would sing together.  Shelley and her father would watch Jesus films together in tears and then discuss the deeper meaning of life.   Her father would ask her questions on God, life after death, which Shelley naturally answered.  Her father found it a great comfort when Shelley gave him messages from his parents who has passed when he was younger.  Shelley would often do her best to help him through his grief. As Shelley got older, she would guide us on all kinds of topics. She would offer healing if my knee, ankle or back needed it and the body would heal.  She would advise us on certain life matters and circumstances and through her teachings we have learnt many things.  She would place her hands open on her father and he would fall into a deep trance like sleep.  She learnt Yoga from young and we went along to her classes and loved to watch her teach and we thoroughly enjoyed her relaxations!  Over the years, I have been to nearly all of her gatherings.  I stand back, amidst her lovely group of followers, watching my daughter shine.  I have always had such belief and faith in her.  I am always in awe to hear how she answers with such ease the many difficult questions from her students.  I love to listen to her wonderful story telling.  We join many of her Healing Connection times and we always have the best deepest sleep.  I am always amazed at the bright light and colours that I see and the sensations that I feel during her connections and I always feel Shelley with me. Shelley has travelled much and has physically moved away a few times and 6 years ago she moved 300 miles away from us, which we have found very difficult. I have always enjoyed our long, deep and meaningful conversations.  Shelley understands me and I can talk to her openly.   She just knows when something is happening or about to happen.  She has predicted many things that have come true over the years. Shelley was very close to my parents and she was by my side to help in my mother’s final stage of life and then my father’s final weeks.  She created a sacred space for their passing and she gave them both comfort, time, love and helped me through my grief too.  The hospice nurses whilst visiting my father were very intrigued by Shelley’s wisdom and compassion during this sensitive and important stage of life and asked her if she would teach them, because they were amazed at the peaceful environment she had created and how my parents passed away so peacefully without hardly any medication.  Shelley also cared for her 2nd cousin whilst she was ill and dying.  Her cousin lived years beyond doctors expectations and would visit Shelley regularly for healing. ​As Shelley’s mother, she has always asked me to keep quiet about her life, her past and her ways.  She never wanted to be known, but I have watched, as people have been drawn towards her.  I have watched over the past 6 years as several students and their families have moved 300 miles to live beside her.  I felt this would happen. Now, it is the time for more people to be helped and healed and I am happy to finally speak about our daughter. ​As her mother, I have witnessed the lonely path that she has been asked to walk, I have seen many need her, many want her help, her time and want to understand her ways.  I have watched many take from her, yet still she gives. She, as my daughter has faced many hardships and has been a courageous, strong and brave young woman.  As her mother, I am extremely proud of her and I am so grateful that she is in our lives. We love her very much and we know why she is here and we know that she is here for you.