ABOUT OUR COVER
By; Speakers Gerald & Linda Polley
Many have asked for pictures of us, and to know where we live and how we do our work. And I have promised to get a special out on this for almost a year. Thanks to a special gift, this has now become possible.
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PICTURE #1- Speaker Gerald Polley. I was born January 29, 1947 in Lewiston,
Maine. I was raised primarily around Ellsworth and Surry, Maine, but with
sojourns to Texas, Mississippi , Virginia and New Jersey. (Every time
one of my sisters would have a baby, off we'd go!)
I had learning difficulties and did not do well in school. At the age
of 13 was introduced to alcoholic beverages by an older friend and soon
became dependent on them, aggravating an already difficult situation.
At the age of 16 ran away but was returned home shortly after. After
this, left school, as I had only reached the 6th grade, and the frustration
was causing too much strain.
At the age of 17 joined the army, but because of poor reading skills
and the constant desire for alcoholic beverages and weak physical condition,
could not keep up with training and suffered a physical and mental breakdown.
Was released from the army and returned home.
The difficulties with alcohol finally led to a confrontation with the
legal authorities at the age of 18, which resulted in a 3 year term at
the Maine State Prison. It was while awaiting transfer to prison in the
Penobscot County Jail in Bangor, Maine, when I was in my deepest point of
mental depression, and I had given up all desire for life, that I receivd
my first spiritual vision. A Lord Of Light came to me saying that all was
not lost, that each thing that had happened to me was for a definite and
needed purpose, and everything had been very carefully arranged so that
all I did actually resulted in good. Though it was hard for me to understand
this, I would come in time, to realize it, that I would be sent a Teacher
shortly, and the reason for everything would be made clear.
I at first shrugged off this vision as an hallucination, but shortly
after entering prison I began to have more dreams. The Spirit of the famous
psychic Edgar Cayce directed me to books about him in the prison library,
thus proving to me that he was not a figment of my imagination, and then
began to teach me that the reason I had such a difficult time with human
thoughts and understandings was that I was not truly human; that only my
physical form was human. The rest of me was alien. My essence, my eternal
being, was from another world and another race, altogether. That all that
had happened to me was part of my training. That in order to help men I had
to learn men's weaknesses, because with my nature, I could not understand
these weaknesses unless I experienced them myself. He also taught me that
I have in the past, lived many lifetimes, performing many missions for
those Sacred Lords that I love and serve just as he did, for he, himself,
was like me.
My mission, he said, in this lifetime, was to be a living history book,
to give mankind the wisdom of Those Lords we love before it faded forever,
from the memory of Those in the Spirit World and was lost.
This is why I had so much trouble learning, because my mind is already
crammed with so much knowledge that it can hold no more.
There is much more I could tell you, but we are running out of space,
and someone else has to have her share. I will merely finish by stating
that since accepting Spirit's Teachings I have given up the use of alcoholic
beverages, tobacco products or any other substance that might damage Their
temple in which I now dwell.
PICTURE #2- Our simple ALTAR in the livingroom. Perhaps at this time, the most spiritually energized point on Earth.
PICTURE #3- Speaker Linda J. Polley, Born July 14, 1951, Bangor Maine,where
I lived for twenty years. Also resided after this in surrounding communities
and lived for some time in Orlando, FL before returning to Maine.
I have always been interested in books and television programs relating
to psychic phenomena, and wanted to speak with Spirits since the 1960s.
Because of my curiosity of how Tarot Cards were truly used, how seances
were really held, etc., I began learning the use of The Tarot, sincerely
studying metaphysics and Wicca, and even visited a haunted house where I
encountered Spiritual Being!
After my parents passed away in 1970 and 1971 from heart ailments, I
decided to attend a nearby Spiritualist seance where I first met my husband
Gerald. I began attending mediumship classes shortly after, at the same
house where we'd met, and was told we were both very psychic, that things
would work out well for us. Someone even said they could feel we'd be married.
That psychic's prediction was destined to come true. Because of problems
with a roommate in the boarding home where I stayed, Gerald and his mother
invited me to take up temporary residence with them at their nearby apartment.
I graciously accepted their invitation and moved in as soon as possible.
I found it hard to believe that Gerald was actually my boyfriend, since
he was the first man who had ever shown any true interest in me, and been
my 'first date.' My entire life seemed to be turning into a good plot
for a romantic movie or something! I'll never forget when he walked me
home after our first date he hesitantly kissed me, and the air between
us lit up with a spark! Startled, I exclaimed "Does that happen every time
you kiss somebody?" And laughingly he told me no, that it was caused by a
shock from the type of winter clothing material we wore. The friction from
us holding hands while we walked caused static electricity, which had made
the surprising effect! It was so funny! Certainly a memorable experience!
I did not realize how rapidly I was falling in love with Gerald, since
as I mentioned before, I had no past experiences with this type of emotion
before. And, I was worried I might do something to scare him away.
He knew all about me; that I was an only child of parents who had spoiled
me rotten, and that I didn't know how to do housework. That I had had
plastic surgery when in my last year of high school, (from which I graduated
in 1970) because of a protruding jaw, and , a full set of dentures. And,
that I didn't have many friends. And, that I loved to spend money! But
he loved me anyway, and he was also honest with me, telling me first thing,
about his jail term, and army experience. I said I didn't care about that,
as long as he was different now and didn't do that stuff. He taught me about
the things he'd learned in jail, and afterwards, about Spiritism, and said
that his mission was to write a Book from Spirit. I asked if I could help,
and accepted Spiritism as my own faith shortly afterward.
I learned housework swiftly with help from Gerald's mother, who I love
as much as my own. We three had wonderful times together! Then, in December
of 1971 Gerald proposed to me. He knew I liked old-fashioned ways, so
he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I immediately agreed,
in shock anyone would ever ask me to, and so glad he loved me as much
as I did him! We decided to wait six months for the wedding as a friend
had told me this was the 'proper' way to do things, to be sure we knew
what eachother's character was like and that we'd truly get along.
It was a grand day June 2, 1972, when our small ceremony was held, with
Gerald's mother, sisters and all but one of the eight nieces & nephews
there. My new and wonderful family!
I did help Gerald with his mission, of course, and many others as the
years have gone by. It is so wonderful being here with him, and Spirit,
and sharing the abilities I have developed with others through my help
with our Psychic Services. I am now a trance medium, an internationally
known Tarot Consultant I have also studied several of the major faiths
of the world. I'm so glad that Spirit guided me to my proper Path To Happiness
and Enlightenment, and I intend to be with Them and follow That Path for
the rest of my days.
PICTURE #4- Snowball, our second born and mischief of our house. We usually spend half the afternoon trying to find out where he snuck off to and usually, find him in some comfortable sunbeam, nearby, looking at us with those big, sad eyes, saying 'We don't have to go in yet, do we?" He is a Poodle, with all the tempraments and love of his species. He considers it his duty to guard the altar and spends most of his day in the chair by it; especially when we're doing a Blessing. He usually doesn't like it however, when I go into trance and hides under the same chair until this strange person leaves his 'daddy's' body!
PICTURE #5- Puddles, a female Cockapoo, who is our firstborn and getting to be a bit of an old lady, and her declining health worries us, at times. But she is the joy of our heart, fighting with brother every night for the best position between us in the pillows, or in the wintertime, the choicest spot beneath the covers by our feet. But it is a friendly rivalry that usually ends with a kiss on the nose, after she has taught brother his place, and settled down.
PICTURE #6- Linda at her desk in our livingroom where she prepares VOICES and types her Readings, and helps prepare other services.
PICTURE #7- Our kitchen table where VOICES is prepared. This present issue visible.
PICTURE #8- Gerald's desk in the bedroom. Though it may look cluttered,
there is organization in all that confusion, and most of the time we know
precisely where everything is. Though there are occassional moments when
things mysteriously are not where they were left; but these are rare.
