Madeleine McCann: 'she is safe; though there is currently danger all around. Her fear of a busy road keeps her from running away.
But where can she run too?
ANOTHER TRANSCRIPT
11.10 - 11.20PM - 24th May 2007
New Zealand
That strange apparition again. The gentle voice in my mind. Real ... it is in these moments I accept the connection. Later, I am likely to dismiss it as a figment of my mind. Again, if it is dismissed and the information proves correct ... vital to the search for this little girl ... I cannot overlook it.
'The little girl is safe. She is coming to no harm. Though there is currently danger all around her. She wants to go home. Her fear of busy roads keeps her from running away. But if she did, where can she run too?' (transcript partly own words)
'There will be silence for quite some time. No sigh, no word ... all through the summer time. Towards July ... a trail gone cold. Nothing going anywhere. Circles round and round ... a village beside a waterway ... something obscure leads to a fresh trail. Then the receipt of a line or two of words. A transcript initially kept from the world. Then a photograph to be shown to the world ...'
'Will the little girl be returned safe ... will she be found alive?' I ask;
'Pebbles (Peebles?)' is the whispered reply
'Pebbles? Or Peebles?'
'Sticks and stones. Pebbles. Boulders. Given the run around. Circles round and round. Back to where it all started.'
'Please explain ...'
'Driftwood on a beach --The beach -- A promenade beside a promontory -- An abandoned car close by to a favourite place -- Ask her daddy who's is the car? A clown dressed in blue on a photograph --A field beside a park -- A man is almost always someone's brother unless he is an only child -- Answers come from questions -- Ask the same questions again -- Tell them to ask the same questions again'
'I can't make any sense of this. Please explain.'
'No need. Someone will make sense of it -- The man cracked the rib and she turned the other cheek.'
Again. Like last night, this doesn't feel right. I sense a child, or a perhaps senile person. The connection is real. But it isn't under my control. Especially as I'd asked if the little girl would be returned safe. I sense I was given the 'run around'.
'Can I speak with the lady who was talking with me the last time.' I tried again.
NO REPLY
A man 'wades' towards me. He is dressed like a fisherman with yellow waders which are pulled up to his mid-drift. He is dressed in a tweed suit. He has a tidy moustache and is clean shaven round the chin. He is mid-fifties. He also indicates he was a huntsman too. Around an estate in the Home Counties (he said a specific county but I've chosen to omit it - MJ). The man claims he is linked to the paternal side and coughs. He had a wheeze or an illness affecting his throat. He whispers 'Thomas' too me ... I'm told it may not make sense to anyone as he wasn't commonly well known. Paternity was but a child when he died but 'Blessed Dorothy' survives (I thought it was 'dear Dorothy but he insisted it was Blessed - MJ) ... 'the deeper someone delves the deeper the mystery and the stranger the situation is -- truth is yet to be found -- he shows me a horse of a 'strange breed'; taps the side of his face with a smile ... and wades back into misty water ...
I have decided to leave it there. Apologies again to anyone this posting might have offended. If I didn't post it and information here turned out to be relevant ... I have therefore to post it even if it leaves me 'with egg on my face' ... it is the territory which comes with psychic/clairvoyant predictions ...
