Glasgow, Scotland- Although Gordon Smith is a highly gifted psychic and medium, he doesn’t like it when people refer to him as the “psychic barber.” He states that doing his daily job makes it difficult to do things like giving haircuts, blow-drying, and shaving customers.
“People sit down in my barber’s shop, in the West End of Glasgow, and say, ‘I lost my mother last year.’ I say, “Sorry to hear that, but how much do you want off the top? I haven’t got the time or the energy to be a spirit messenger 24 hours a day,” he confesses. However much he wishes to be left alone so that he can do his job, the spirits will not listen. They never cease to make contact with him.
“I was lathering a man for a shave when a woman came through. She was so real. But I didn’t want to give the man a message from the other side- I had a razor at his neck. When I finished his shave, I said, ‘Do you know a Judy? She says thank you for the lollipops’. It was his wife. He visited her grave the week before- and the child left three lollipops.” People who have interacted with Smith will tell you he deserves the title he earned: ‘most accurate medium in Britain.’
He achieved this title due to his unique ability to give exact names, usually middle names and even addresses- something most other mediums cannot do. Smith knows he needs to prove his authenticity to people without leaving any doubts in their minds. He recalls a séance he attended once where the spirit messenger forwarded messages from Danny La Rue. “Danny La Rue wasn’t even dead. That just makes me laugh,” he says.
Mediums Get A Bad Rep Sometimes
Fake mediums have a lot of tricks up their sleeves for acquiring information about people and then using it to convince them that they are genuine mediums. For example, many mediums have been known to look through church registers for names and addresses of patrons. Some go out of their way to disguise themselves as avid churchgoers to socialize with and make the acquaintance of fellow patrons to learn valuable personal information and gossip about each other.
Some have stooped so low as to study and learn about church groups by going through their credit card purchases. They then use this personal information to deceive them. People trust the name Gordon Smith though; he never employs any of those tactics. People can feel his authenticity when he begins talking to them.
People seek out his psychic gifts so much that he wouldn’t need to work as a barber anymore. He could give it up and charge people for his work as a medium. That is unlike him, though; he refuses to charge anyone for his gift. “I want to use my gift to help people. Besides, whenever I need money, it arrives.
Like the day I was having trouble with my mortgage repayments- that was the same day I won £3,000 in the casino. It’s what I call pennies from heaven.” He doesn’t want to make a living off his unique abilities; he simply wants to run his barbershop and help people on the side. Smith has performed medium demonstrations in the past, and anytime he holds a demonstration, the turnout is always enormous.
Smith Is The Real Deal
Unlike many other medium demonstrations, people line up around the block to attend his demonstrations because they can tell he is genuine. During his demonstrations and anytime he makes medium appearances, he wears a red neckerchief given to him by the holy child of Tibet underneath his shirt. Along with being given the neckerchief by the holy child, he also received a vow from him. Smith can only use the vow when he is about to die. It guarantees him life after death.
Smith has had his gift ever since he was a young boy living with his family. He began by seeing dead people. The first spirit he ever saw was that of an old family friend named Ummy. He saw Ummy walk down the road and mouth, ‘I’m in Dalbeth.’“I went dashing in to tell my mother, but she said, ‘Stop imagining things.’ I later learned that Ummy had died, and they had buried him- one week earlier- in Dalbeth cemetery,” he says.
As he grew older, his psychic abilities became stronger. He kept experiencing little psychic phenomena throughout every stage of his life. For example, one night, he felt his bed move; another time, he could accurately predict the text of a letter that arrived the next day. Of the experiences, he says:
“Mostly, I kept quiet about it. I was aware that my mother had seven children- the last thing she needed was some wacko kid saying that ‘so-and-so is here, and he wants to speak to you. Eventually, I shut up altogether.” However, one night, his psychic experience was so strong that he could not keep it to himself- his decision to share this experience changed his life forever.
An Unforgettable Experience
“I saw my friend, Brian, in the bedroom. So I turned to wake my wife. Brian had died in a fire the very second I saw his image. His sister asked me to join her at a Spiritualist church, and as soon as I walked in, a woman insisted I was psychic. She said that within five years, I would be recognized as a medium. And she was right.” He feels that his psychic abilities are an asset for the most part, but at other times, they are more like a liability.
It’s hard for him to be out in public and have personal time to himself. “I’ll be relaxing down the pub, and someone will want a sitting. That’s dangerous. With a drink in you, you start to gush. So I don’t do it anymore,” says Smith. He now knows better than to mingle his spirits together. Smith knows that the people who come to him hoping to contact a deceased loved one are very emotional and that he needs to have tact and sensitivity with them when relaying messages.
As he says, “Mediumship requires sensitivity. Like when people have died a horrendous death. The families always ask, ‘Did they feel anything?’ Chances are they did, but I say no anyway. Some mediums milk a situation like that. They say, ‘I can see the car skidding.’ But I don’t. As a parent, I would hate for somebody to describe my child’s death in that detail.”
Not Everyone Is Always Happy With His Work
He also regrets that he cannot always give the family the closure they want. Sometimes he can, but not always. There have also been times when the family members of deceased loved ones resent him for his gift. For example, he met with a couple whose 15-year-old daughter was stabbed in a school playground. She crawled to her house, but when her father saw her, he removed the knife from her back, and she bled to death.
“I established contact with the daughter, but the mother was livid. She said, ‘How dare you talk to her? When I can’t?’ It was awful,” he recalls. He compares his medium demonstrations to a sort of “psychic bingo.” He said a sea of faces always waits for their chance to speak to him. When he enters the medium realm, his conscious mind leaves him, his eyes go out of focus, and a sepia tone takes over everything he sees. He looks very strange in this state and understands why this would scare his mother.
Smith wastes no time when the demonstrations begin. He begins talking to himself- or at least that’s how it seems. It’s not himself that he’s talking to, though; it’s the spirit world he communicates back and forth with. He describes it as feeling “pulled” by the spirits; they all try to get his attention because they want him to relate messages to the audience. The conversations go something like this: “Really? That’s interesting. All right. I’ll tell her. Bless you. That lady in the front row- someone’s telling me you’re having terrible trouble with your feet.”
We Don’t Always Get What We Want
To us, messages like those don’t seem to mean anything, but that is one of the difficulties with being a medium- the messages that spirits want relaying never really seem to bear any critical information that can benefit us. For example, he never gets the winning numbers to a large lottery or answers to life’s biggest questions like, “why are we here?”
Mostly, the messages are just to let someone know that everything is ok to put people at ease. He finds that the most common message he relays is simply, “I want you to know I’m fine.” When communicating with spirits, Smith doesn’t always get a name from them. Instead of making up a common name, he tries to describe them.
“I’m in the Abbey National. I’m playing the acoustic guitar” is an example of something he has said out loud to find the person this spirit is trying to get a hold of. Another example was once when he was doing a demonstration, and he said, “I’m in- I can’t pronounce it- but it ends in gogogoch,” and a woman in the audience let out a shriek. Apparently, that meant something to her. Then he says, “Ellen sends her love,” and she shrieks again since she knows who Ellen is.
Feeling What The Spirits Felt
Aside from verbal communication with the spirits, Smith also physically connects with them. For example, he once met a spirit that died of gangrene and felt an awful pain in his foot. Another time, he felt a pain in his lungs and discovered that the spirit had died of tuberculosis. “I can often sense my body becoming paralyzed. I get a numbness for a second. That tells me the spirit suffered a heart attack or a stroke. Or a brain tumor. If I get pain in my chest, it’s usually cancer. It’s no surprise that the demonstrations are so tiring,” he says.
Smith knows that the demonstration is ending once his focus returns and he begins to feel normal again. The audience always applauds him with all their might, showing they were very impressed with his gift. While Smith gathers his thoughts, he hears what the people say. They begin to chat loudly and excitedly amongst themselves. Once, he heard a woman say to another woman, “He’s got the gift, alright. No one could argue with what happened tonight.” This response is common to what they have just experienced during his demonstration.
Not Everyone Is A Believer, And That’s OK
As flattering as that sounds, though, he knows it isn’t a fact- there are a large number of people who can and will argue whether he has the gift or not. For some people, believing something they cannot understand or have not experienced is very difficult. However, once these people speak to a medium in a personalized setting, they are more qualified to judge him; otherwise, it does not affect Smith. At the same time, he acknowledges that he is not always right.
He relays what he hears, but if it doesn’t mean anything to anyone, he moves on. Smith has a large fan base in Australia; the people there seem to love him and cannot get enough of him and his gift. He will be traveling there shortly to promote his new book. The last time he was there, an audience member asked him to foretell the gender of six unborn babies. They were inside their pregnant mothers’ bellies, and he predicted every one of them correctly.
The mothers were blown away, along with the rest of the audience in attendance. He laughs about how even though he can blow strangers away with his gift and accuracy, he can’t seem to impress his own son. “Once, I correctly identified a stranger as Michael Hutchence’s brother. When I told my son, he said, ‘Yeah, Dad, cool. Can I have some money?’” Smith doesn’t mind, though. He says, “Living in Glasgow and working as a barber- it’s the best way to keep my feet on the ground.”