Red Cloud is one of my spirit guides and he saved my life over 10 years ago. In 2004, after many discussions with a friend about psychic readings and psychics, she insisted I had to go and see a medium called Derek Sherman. I was working in a family restaurant, worked every evening and Derek being ill only saw private clients in the evenings. My friend turns up at the restaurant and says, “Right I
have booked for you to see Derek with my brother and my boyfriend, Monday 7pm”. Before I even said I can’t, she says “don’t worry I am looking after the restaurant. You need to go and see him”. Monday, the three of us went. We arrived at Derek`s house, a lady and two dogs greeted us at the door. We were invited into the lounge where Derek was seating. A wooden fire lit up and warmed his humble home. Derek greeted us and asked us to sit. He then explained to us that he was a medium/psychic and a retired spiritual priest and that he was going to channel messages from the spiritual world for the three of us. As we waited for Derek to start, my mind wandered. I had a degree of healthy scepticism, even though I have faith that there are brilliantly gifted people in this world. Having an understanding of the spiritual world and some years practice, I was eager to see who was going to be the first lucky or unlucky one to get messages from the other side. My ego was impatient. I wanted to be first. I was aware that those who have very strong guides and connections to the spiritual world often their guides would be felt first. That being the norm, Derek would start the session with the person whose guides were stronger or closer. As I fidgeted while waiting for him to start, he pointed to my friend`s bother and started channelling messages. The instant he started channelling messages for Miguel, my mind wandered far, I felt alone, my ego was not filled. I was not the first. And my Spirit guides not strong enough. By the time Derek had finished the session with Miguel, my mind had already come back to the room. I wondered if I was next. Would my guides be there? Are they close? Are they strong? I was not next. I was going to be last. As I quickly accepted my place I started to pay attention to what Derek was channelling for Paul, my friend`s recent boyfriend. He kept on saying, “there is a child here in the spirit world. He says he is very happy you are with his mum. He says you have loved his mum a very long time. Does it make any sense to you?”
Paul. Kept on insisting it did not make sense. He kept saying: no, it was a baby girl I lost, not a baby boy, a few years ago. But Derek insisted and said; there is a little boy here in the spirit world who says you loved his mum for a long time. And he is very happy you love his mum. At that instant I got a flash. It made sense to me. I had a certainty my friend had had an abortion. I just did not know how I knew, I just knew. Something during the session had allowed me to feel the energy of this child and it was loving and knowledgeable. I could not be any eager to come to her and ask if my feelings where right. Had she had an abortion? As Derek carried on with Paul`s session, my mind once again wandered into my own world. How did I know she had an abortion? And would the spirit of an aborted child not be angry and not so loving, But I though science says it`s ok to abort! And so on and on in my mind went. So much went through my mind about the soul and abortion in particular, that formed a strong foundation in my understanding of life, death, birth and rebirth. Finally, it was my turn. As Derek looked at me his, first words were, “I left you for last because your spirit was so strong he was blocking me.” I got the biggest slap in my life right there and then. I was so embarrassed with myself and my ego did not respond. I was humbled. As he went on, He says, the name of your spirit guide working with you is Red Cloud. He is a Native American form Lakota. The spirit that works with me is White Cloud. Derek explains that I am not alone and that Red Cloud is working on bettering my life and creating a role for me to play spiritually. Derek and Red Cloud take me back to a previous life, Red Cloud`s childhood, friend`s, a love for horses as well as dancing. Derek explains that I am very spiritual and I will end up doing spiritual work. As he ended the session due to his poor health, he let me know it was Red Clouds wish for me to make an appointment and return another day. The three of us got up thanked Derek and gave him £20.00 each. Derek adhered to the old belief that, he who has the gift should not charge for it but simply share the gift and help. In turn people donate. On the way back to the restaurant the three of us chatted about the readings and our opinions. I was happy with my reading but disappointed. Yes he had got something right, the subject of a fascination I had from early on in my childhood, the Native Americans. I always rooted for the Indian never the cowboy; I made arrows and bows and loved everything Indian during my early years. I felt the reading did not have much to do with me. Apart from the initial slap in the face and the feeling that my friend had had an abortion, not much made sense to me. Yes I was spiritual alright, I had been reading for years but he said nothing about work, love or health. As soon as we arrived at the restaurant I ran up to my friend and asked, before anyone came close, have you had an abortion? She looked at me and with teary eyes said yes. “How do you know?” so I quickly explained that during Paul`s session I had this flash and I understood something that was not making sense to the others. She then explained that Paul had been in love with her from childhood and that, three years prior she had aborted a baby boy but not one knew nor was supposed to know. Then we had to leave the conversation for another day as I had to go back to work. As time went past, I became more curious. Little made sense and something urged me to go back and have another session. What message did Red Cloud have for me this time? On my return I was eager to take something back that would affirm Derek`s gifted. The session was to take place in the lounge as previously. As we smoked a cigarette and sat by the fire while I played with the dogs Derek said to me, “Today I don’t have a message for you but my wife has. She keeps her gift under wraps.”
As I looked at her she smiled and asked,” how is your health?” As I said its fine, she says, “I want you to go and see a doctor do a general check-up and I want you to call me once you get all results from doctors.” I was surprised. Is this all I was going home with? So I asked, “Why? Am I ill?” She says, “No”. Just got and see a doctor them come back to us and tell us you are ok. I left confused. First week on January 2005 I did get doctors results and they were not good. As the doctor and I carried on discussing the next course of action I could not help but to be grateful, thanks to my friend, Derek, Red Cloud and Derek`s wife, my life was saved just in time. I probably had another six months to live had it not been for my friends insistence I met Derek Sherman. Derek is and was truly gifted. He gave me another chance at life. The law in the UK now forbids from discussing health issues, one has to be careful when health turns up in readings, however, if one can forewarn and save someone’s life that should be praised. I have in past occasions, spoken about client’s health when I felt it could prevent grave issues. I have also delivered in past sessions bad news with tact rather than ignoring them. As time has gone by and I regained my health back more clients began to seek me for readings and I started to understand really who Red Cloud was and how his essence or part of it runs through my veins. I decided to find out if such a person called Red Cloud ever existed and researched. All of a sudden things made sense, my childhood fascination with Native Americans, my wanting to chant or stamp my feet, whenever, I heard the sound of a drum, my political views and firm belief that the Native people of America need to be able to govern themselves and have a country that they can call their own. Best of all whenever, I dressed up for spiritual occasions I wore 1 single black feather in my hair, always in a vertical position. A friend of mine always corrected the position of my feather and said, “Always wear a feather horizontally, upwards means war, down means peace.”
But soon after I would remove the feather and place it vertical in the back of my head because that’s how it felt right. It was not until I found photos of Red Cloud, that I understood why I always wore the feather pointing up. Most of Red Clouds photos he is wearing a single feather vertically. So I ran to my friend to tell him why. And I finally accepted that Red Cloud was one of my Spirit Guides. As I accepted Red Cloud as a warrior spirit, fighting for Justice, Peace, Love and Healing, I began to speak to him on numerous occasions. One in particular, was about my personal identity and who I was. I was born in Madeira, Portugal; at birth I was given 2 Christian names, Jose Duarte. My parents decide to call me by my second name, Duarte, and so I was until the ages of 13. When my parents brought me, and my younger brother at the time, to London I became Jose. So as I questioned who I really was, Jose, Duarte or Jose Duarte. A voice you my head said,” You are from the Cloud family, and you are Rainbow Cloud. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Cloud
