About Montague Keen

A writing with Montague recieved by Veronica on Sunday 2nd July 6, 3pm

I was born into a Jewish family in Maida Vale, London on 7-2-25 the youngest child of John Keen. My father had a club and a guest house and we had a very comfortable life until the war broke out and I was sent to Wales as an evacuee – I was not happy there as they would not allow music in the house so I learned to play music in my head – Rachmaminov 2nd Piano Concerto was one piece of music I knew well and it became so important to me.

My father was killed when a bomb hit our house and I got a telegram to come back to London immediately. Suddenly we did not have a home it was the end of my childhood and my education which I loved – I had dreamed of going to university. My mother said I had to go to work to help support her. At 16 years old I got a job as a journalist at the Hornsey Journal as a young reporter – I cycled all over North London. I had to grow up fast.

I suffered from ashma and ended up in hospital many times. It helped if I went to see horror films so the cinema became a big part of my life.

I decided at 14 years old I really did not want to belong to any religion – I needed my mind to be free of restriction. I wanted to explore life. There was a medium in London Tom Corbett who was extremely popular with all the actors and actresses and high society at the time so I decided to investigate him. By then I was working at the House of Commons and no one ever refused an invitation lunch in that great historic building. So I was able to interview all those people I would never otherwise get to. I wrote a book on Corbett but never got around to publishing it. All I can say is it certainly opened up the world of spirit to me and it became my greatest interest in life.

I became a member of the SPR in London and I was not as active in it as I would have liked. I had 5 children, one died at 2 and a half years old – he was brain damaged – I met him after I passed and brought him on 3 occasions to meet Veronica. When I met my father in the afterlife I told Veronica that I never knew how much my father’s death had affected me until I met him again.

I left my life in London to go to College to study agriculture I felt I needed to work with the land. I had become very interested in farming. I eventually had a farm in Suffolk.

I was on my own for some years working on investigating Scole – (a little group of mediums who met every week) and channelled spirits who gave very interesting information and produced photographs etc, etc, in any country I took them too. It was very exciting.

Then Dr Rupert Sheldrake told me there was a lady in Highgate London who gave dinner parties to discuss the afterlife etc. He had been invited but could not go and so suggested I should go in his place.

I did so and enjoyed an interesting evening and good food etc. It was a lovely relaxed atmosphere and friendly.

Her name was Veronica Ford and she and Dr Jeremy Bernstingle hosted the evenings. She used to give dinner parties to discuss alternative medicine also. I joined both groups and learned a lot about alternative medicine. It has became a major part of my work in this side of life now.

I was having major problems with my heart and Veronica helped me a lot and when I had to have a heart bypass in Herefield Hospital she came with me and stayed in a little cottage near the hospital and she wheeled me to the operating theatre and was there when I was taken to Intensive Care She held my hands and her love was so comforting. I knew she would not let me die.

I had so much more work to do and I had to present the Scole Report in a few weeks. She tried unsuccessfully to get me off the ventilator after 3½ hours but I could not breathe and so it was almost 6 hours and she never left me and she willed me to live – her love was so powerful I knew I would be protected by her. She stayed with me in hospital and just to give her a rest I went to my sisters for a week. And then Veronica took me back to the Farm and looked after me. It was so wonderful to be with someone so loving and kind and who was so interested in my work. We talked about it a lot.

I got well and then we lived either in my home (the farm) or in her home in London. Our love just became deeper neither of us had ever experienced anything like this before, we knew for the first time in our lives what it was to be truly happy. Though we enjoyed going to conferences and séances etc, etc, our time alone just the two of us, walking and talking was of immense importance to us. She lived me for me and I for her.

I eventually persuaded her to marry – I wanted so much to say my wife and just not my partner.

Her family were so supportive and caring – I felt privileged to be part of it. For the first time in my life I felt I belonged to a family.

My family on the other hand resented her and the fact we were happy – that was not allowed.

When you first go the world of spirit you retain some of the earthly persona and so what you communicate in the beginning should be viewed in this manner. Now I am completely spirit and see clearly and am able to take care and advise Veronica. She was my rock and she still is.

The Spirit World at one time considered taking Veronica and for her to work with me from the Other Side. They changed their minds and so it was quite a shock to Veronica when I passed to Spirit - it was at a discussion on Spirit. Dr Rupert Sheldrake, Prof Lois Walpert and we were special guests and so Veronica and her Grandson Alexander, 15 yrs old and I sat directly in front of the speakers and when it came to questions Veronica asked me “Are you going to ask a question darling?” I replied, “When the timing is right”. It was during that question that I passed to the world of Spirit. My heart went out to Veronica and Alexander. It was such a shock for them.

Veronica came in the ambulance to the hospital with me. She knew I had passed and that there was nothing anyone could do. At the venue, doctors put me on the ground and worked on me to no avail. All I wanted was Veronica but they pushed her away. She called her daughter Maeve (Alexander’s mother) and told her I had passed. She was shocked. Veronica called her great friend Dr. Robert Trossel and he and his wife Dr. Wendy Denning came to the hospital. Robert thought he could do something to revive me. Her son Simon also came to the hospital and of course Dr. Rupert Sheldrake and Alexander were there too. My son Oliver popped in for 5 mins.

The Spirit World decided they would take me in a public place and it would be dramatic so it would make a deep impression and would not be forgotten.

Many hours later they persuaded Veronica to leave me. I gave her a line of sparkling diamonds from just over her head on the left side right down to the ground - poor darling. She thought she was having a stroke! I wanted to show her I was still with her and I will always be with her - that continued for 3 weeks...

For more information see Montague Keen in his own Voice at a Public Séance in Luton