What an interesting day. It’s been time to start the circle once again. With the surprise that it was much easier than I thought.
I do love how everything falls into place if I let it. If I trust in the flow of energy I surprise myself with the way it all works out. Eleven years ago I went to Colne, a small town in Lancashire, to begin my journey into mediumship. Although I had no interest in being a medium in public I was fascinated by the contact I was haveing with the Spirit people. So I set off on an interesting, frustrating, challenging and life changing journey. I had no idea how much change there would be. So, not too many years later, when I found myself on the platform at Keighley Spiritualist church it was quite a surprise. It’s the oldest Spiritualist church in the UK. The mother church. The place I had said was the top of my mediumship wish list.
This is my last year of public mediumship for a while. My new book is almost here and I am being asked by my Guides to write more books. So how lovely to give the first public reading from my book at the Writers Circle in Colne. And to round off the evening doing the mediumship at Keighley once more. Although I am bringing one area of my work to a close I feel that the new beginning I’m stepping into will start a wonderful new circle of my life. What a surprise to get to here from there. I am excited to see where this next circle will take me to in eleven years. Certainly not where I might think I would be. This time I’m allowing that the circle will contain lots of fresh experiences to surprise, stretch, push and pull me to a new level.
I can see from the completion of this current circle that my life is so much better for my mediumship experiences. So I am letting myself be free to go in whichever direction I’m sent as a writer. And I’m hopeful that I will love reviewing this new circle from that distant viewpoint.
Day 670 of my blogging challenge
I had a conversation about death today. It might seem slightly odd to start my blog that way, as my life is full of conversations about death. However, this one was about the way that the Spirit approaches death.
Being human is about being born and then dying. The span in between is life. Forgive me for stating the obvious but I feel we often forget that an ending is inevitable. And when our loved ones pass to the Spirit World we are bereft. Because of our love for them. But what about death when there has been a short span of life? Or hardly any living involved? Is it the same as a death when life has been long, full, fulfilled? What does the Spirit inside every one of us think or feel about passing out of this physical body? And can that help us to understand the process of living and dying any better?
Good questions, I thought, when it came up today. So I remembered the discussion I had with my Guides about death. From a Spirit point of view I came into this physical body with agreed start and end dates. I also sorted out the life experiences I wanted to try and a whole range of options to choose from. I did this to make the most of the time I had agreed to spend here. Because I understood that my life as a human was a visit. My consciousness would continue to exsist (and had been there before) long after I, the human, passed away. To the Spirit every life, however brief or long, is an experience that promotes growth. Since each life is different the I that is my Spirit has an opportunity to try all sorts of different things.
So each time I have another death I am really going back to my former, Spirit, life. I’m taking my place back in the eternity of existence that my Spirit experiences.
The I that is the Spirit me hasn’t ended. Instead I have a whole new set of experiences to think about, understand and contribute to the community I live with. Our Group Soul. Those other Spirits who are also busy being born and dying alongside of me. Every person I meet in my human life is part of that greater community. I believe that we have agreed to connect with one another here in a physical existence so that we can all understand what it’s like to live with love that is conditional. And to return to the place where love is unconditional as wiser Spirits who value love more highly than before.
That helps me to understand that death is something my Spirit looks forward to. And no matter how much life I have experienced my Spirit values every single moment. Just as my Spirit values every single moment of life that has been given to all of those other Spirit/Humans who have shared my life. In the end, my Spirit welcomes death as the completion of an adventure. A journey ended. Knowledge obtained and to be taken back to share. I love the idea of returning to contribute experiences and discuss them. To think up new questions to be answered by the next life’s experiences. My Spirit embraces the planning of the new life. Of setting the length of time.
In fact, my Spirit sees dying as a natural move forward. Even if my human me doesn’t quite get that yet. It’s time for me to appreciate that death is just another one of those experiences I came here to try.
Day 669 of my blogging challenge
I love the muddle of my days. Coincidentally I had space and time to listen when someone needed it. It’s the Universe taking a hand in things.
I looked up the dictionary definition of coincidence – a remarkable concurrence of events without apparent causal connection – to remind myself. Because sometimes what has been planned turns into something quite different. But it turns out to be exactly right. I know that things just seem to happen together in exactly the right way. Yet I often take that rearrangement of my day in my stride. Today however I noticed that coincidentally several people who needed support ended up getting it without me, or them, trying to arrange it. I appreciate the Universe setting up the space at the right time for me to be able to listen. It did involve juggling a few things around. And shifting the priority items around. But it was worth it.
Coincidentally what was discussed echoed themes that are happening in my life right now, or had in the recent past. I also know that the same themes are flowing through other people’s lives too. It’s a time of great changes and life altering decisions. During these times it’s easy to get off balance. To imagine the worst possible outcomes. Or find myself paralysed with indecision. That’s when the Universe seems to take a hand in getting me unstuck. By pointing me at the people who can offer another point of view. Or share a bit of insight. Those people who will support me as I wobble forward and get on with getting myself on solid ground again. To be able to return the favour today was really great.
If it seems, coincidentally, that you get into a conversation with someone who needs a space to work things out do what I do. Listen to what they say. Notice how it resonates with your experiences. Respond with compassion. And remember that help give is always returned.
Day 668 of my blogging challenge
Daddy’s girl! My Dad has been in the Spirit World ten years today. There are lots of days when I don’t immediately remember that he and Mum are gone.
But at some moment in every day I notice that they aren’t around. It’s like a sort of ‘oh, yes’ in my head when I am on the point of picking up the phone to call them with my problems. Because that’s what I really notice now. There is no back up. I don’t have them as a sounding board when I’m in my stressy head moments. I miss their wisdom. Even if I didn’t always agree with it. It was hard for me to be a Daddy’s girl and then to have to join the tribe of women. Underneath I feel I was always trying to impress my Dad. Even when I needed the influence of my Mum and other women. I do know I pushed hard against my Mum. And equally hard against my Dad. That’s what teenagers do.
As I made that transition from child to adult they gave me space to do it. And were there to help me pick up the pieces afterwards. Yet for the last ten years I have no memories of my Dad. We didn’t have time to make any new ones. He hasn’t seen my child grow up. Or been able to influence her life by his presence. I so wish she could have shared some of the magic I had as Daddy’s girl. Because I am sure she would have become a grandad’s girl too. There is sadness when I think of the missed memories. Yet I also know that he has another life now. He is in the Spirit World with my Mum. They both keep an eye on me and help me when they can. That’s a comfort.
Not quiet as good as being able to sit round the table with them down here. But something Is always better than nothing. I’ll still be Daddy’s girl no matter how old I get. So I’m looking forward to that time, when I eventually return to the Spirit World, were we can make more memories together. Love you Dad ❤️
Day 667 of my blogging challenge
This evening I’ve been to a local UFO group. It’s an interesting subject and one where validating experiences is important. Because it’s very easy to be a sceptic about flying saucers.
One of the things that I discovered for myself, as I developed my connections to Spirits and Energy Beings, was the disbelief of other people. It was hard enough for me to make sense of what was happening. Doubly so when the people I talked to denied that I could be having those experiences. There were a few people who did help though. The ones who listened to my stories. And revealed that they had experienced similar things. They were validating, for me, what I had been going through. That was very important for me. Because it encouraged me to continue trying to communicate. In the end, I found my way to the people who openly accepted my experiences as real when I stepped inside a Spiritualist church. And I never looked back.
Tonight I was able to listen to other people share their personal experiences and to be part of the group validating what was being said. In this case it was about experiences of contact with Beings from other planets. One of the interesting things was that this subject affects many more people than is currently said. It’s as if the people being contacted haven’t quite found their voices yet. So these stories aren’t part of the mainstream discussion about our world and our experiences. And that’s the problem. Whilst the few who speak about what has happened to them have to deal with a tidal wave of disbelief others are not encouraged to follow suit. They are silenced. They can’t get help in validating their experiences. In fact they may end up feeling very alone, isolated and scared.
I want to share the information about the Todmorden UFO group that meets at the Golden Lion on the third Tuesday of every month. It’s a way of encouraging you to share your experiences. Or to go along to a similar group and find out more about the experiences others are having. After all, one day we may need to welcome Energy Beings into our lives more fully. Either through intuition or because we have actually met them.
Day 666 of my blogging challenge
Sometimes I feel like I’m leaping into darkness. I can’t see what’s ahead and my shadow side is doing it’s best to hold me back. That’s when I have to make the biggest effort to stay on track.
For most of this year I have been navigating my life blind. My usual sense of knowing exactly what I’m doing and where I’m going has been off line. That’s because it’s a year of big shifts, personally, globally and energetically. I’m not the only person confused, waiting and wondering ‘what next?’. As the year has gone on I’ve found myself shifting in all aspects of my life as the changes work their way through. But I’ve also noticed that whenever I’ve been leaping into the unknown my uncertainty has almost stopped me moving ahead. It’s really important for me to understand that habit. If I let it carry on into my future choices I could end up leaping – but not far enough or well enough.
That’s why I’m working hard to understand my fears. The parts of me that quake my way through change rather than striding confidently forward. I know I’m a bit of a control freak still. Change is something I’m only slowly getting comfortable with. But I have to help myself enjoy change when it happens because then I’m much more likely to make the best choices for me. And that’s the problem with my shadow side. When it gets in the way I don’t do the best for myself. Leaping forward turns into a jump backwards. As I acknowledge my fears it doesn’t remove them completely. But it makes it easier for me to ignore that ego prompt to stay in the same habits. Standing steady is my answer. I remind myself that I’m in charge, not the fear. And I remind myself of the many times I’ve leapt and succeeded.
That’s the point. Knowing that the leap will be over at some point. That I will be back on solid ground. And that everything will turn out well. Is it time to trust yourself enough to take a leap out of your comfort zone too?
Day 664 of my blogging challenge
The sun is shining. I’m glad. It’s my pleasure to be conducting a handfasting this afternoon. How wonderful to be part of the process of making a commitment.
I always enjoy representing the Spirit World. One of the ways they ask me to serve is to be the speaker at wedding, handfasting or commitment ceremonies. When two people decide that they want to share a life together in the energy of love the Spirit World rejoices. Because they have found the true way to connect to one another. I know that making any commitment represents the underlying energy of love. Loving myself and others enough to make a pledge of some sort. An agreement. A bargain. And I also know that it’s not a step taken lightly. I struggle when I break a promise. That’s why I try to make only those I am sure I can keep. However, I’m also a realist enough to know that love is conditional on the Earth plane. And some promises do get broken.
It’s how I handle the broken promises that matters. And how I make myself better in keeping to my commitments. That’s why the tradition of handfasting arose as a commitment that could be entered into for a defined period of time. After that period the couple could end the vow or choose to continue for another spell. I’m always delighted if a couple know they want to enter a permanent handfasting. It means I am working with people who value the love they share and have reached a place of total certainty. Because life is unpredictable. So I know it takes a lot to pledge to something for the rest of your life in spite of ups and downs.
This afternoon as I wind and tie the cord to bind them the energy of that commitment will echo up to the Spirit World. Where their loved ones will be celebrating the love too. And I will be reminding myself to commit to loving me more too. So that I can make that loving commitment out into the wider world ❤️
Day 663 of my blogging challenge
I’ve been over to Blackpool tonight taking the service and demonstrating my mediumship. It’s something I have been doing for nearly eleven years. But I’m winding down my work.
I never expected that I would be standing at the front of a Spiritualist church or centre giving people messages. It was the one thing I said I would never do. Yet I found myself, as a very nervous fledgling medium, standing up and passing on the things the Spirit people told me. To the public. Because it is a way I can help people. I don’t really know if I was very helpful in the early days. The things I said were accepted by the people I spoke to. However I always felt a niggling doubt about my ability. Taking the service became more and more a part of my life and eventually my doubts faded away. And I got very busy going here, there and what seemed to be everywhere. I loved my new vocation. Especially as I communicated with so many bright energies.
Now I’ve come to a new passion. My writing. Today I started taking pre-orders for my first book. Communicating with the Spirit World gave me the push to find my hidden abilities. So that I could do more to pass on their wisdom to everyone. So I will be taking a break from giving public messages in churches and centres. The time is right for me to use my connecting abilities in another setting. Between the covers of books. I’m excited to set off on this new adventure. Even though, like tonight, I really enjoy being the messenger for loved ones to speak directly to their families still on Earth. I hope that when the time is right I will return to public demonstrations of mediumship. Taking a break doesn’t have to mean stopping altogether.
So at the end of the year I am stepping off the platform and walking into another way of working with Spirit. Perhaps a change really is as good as a rest. I’m certainly going to find out!
Day 661 of my blogging challenge
Another weird energy day! Technology working then glitching. People feeling unsettled. Deadlines shifting. And an air of waiting. Like the calm before the storm.
Of course there are storms raging across the planet. In many different ways. I know that the weather is anything but settled. At all level s of our global society people are unsettled. In fact, for many of us, life is unsettled and has been for many months. But today some of the weird aspects of life became more noticeable. I want to use weird with the meaning it had a long time ago. As in something connected with fate. Or a person’s destiny. The Celtic word wyrd is the origin of weird and signified a belief that fate threw changes into a person’s life to challenge them. I know that there is a fresh energy surge coming in on Sunday. So the feeling of weirdness is part of the build up to more changes for all of us.
That’s the point. I’m not the only one awaiting my fate. So is everyone else. The best I can do is to stay calm and grounded. I keep reminding myself that I have faced challenges before and got through them successfully. I am resisting the urge to moan about the weird things that have been happening. Instead I’m welcoming these signs of my progress. My life needs a bit of freshening up. It’s time for me to follow new interests. Get myself moving towards new horizons. Dream new dreams. But also to be aware that my destiny is waiting to be fulfilled. So I’m ready to follow my fate wherever the weird energy takes me. I’m also aware that the synchronicity of events had picked up pace. Everything is starting to fall into place.
If you have been wondering about the weird energy remember that your destiny is to use all of your skills and abilities for a happy life. Let fate bring you what you have been dreaming of. Stay patient. It’s almost here.
Day 659 of my blogging challenge
Sometimes it takes a bit of a jolt to get my attention. Bumping my car yesterday was one of those moments. In a weekend of strange and weird moments this was one that really got me thinking.
Of course, when I looked at some files this evening it all made perfect sense. But bumping into a wall was the key point for me to make a decision. I have to say it wasn’t a serious accident. I’ve had a bit of a stiff neck, shoulders and back today. And my car needs some cosmetic repairs. But the jolt of sliding into a stone wall certainly electrified my mind. For the rest of the day there was a little voice in there asking me how I wanted to spend the rest of my time on the Earth. A kind of invitation to check in with the direction my life was taking. With a view to making sure I was enjoying myself.
I had a good day with the Thin Places group. And a chance to stand on a high point to see things from a higher perspective. As well as recognising the fun of sharing my ideas with other people. When I got back to the office today I started pulling out the files I use to keep my work organised. One after another, like bumping into the wall again, I saw the titles bouncing me around again. They were activities I have wanted to do all year. All dated 2016. It’s taken me a year to get back to the focus I had when I made up the folders. But I’m coming back to them very much clearer where they fit in my bigger picture.
Because I’ve spent a year bumping into the bits of me that have held me back. All sorts of beliefs and values muddled in with doubts and fears.
Yesterday gave me a chance to think about my work. And ask myself again why I do certain things. Especially if I’m not really passionate about them. I know it can be hard to let go of what I feel I should, must, ought or have a duty to do. Yet I also know that often those SMOD’s are the needs and demands of others. Not my own. The last year has been about releasing myself from other people’s expectations. Because I have to be able to do what fits for me. Rather than try to fit with what fits for others. That way leaves me bumping against their interpretation of my life. And how they think I should live it. Not in a nasty way. But because that’s what we tend to do to each other.
Placing conditions on what is given and received. Stepping back over the last few days I’ve been able to appreciate that conditionality. And to choose to remove the barriers to what I require or desire in my life. Now it’s full steam ahead for Embrace Intuitive Mentoring and my writing. There is even a little space left for my painting. Out go the groups and workshops of the last ten years. Although there will be a little online teaching work for part of 2018. The folders are ready. I’m ready. All that remains is the tidying up of loose ends and clearing of space. Although I know that will be made much easier because I am ready to make the changes I need in my life. So the Universe will make sure it unfolds in exactly the way it needs to.
Bumping the car reminded me not to waste the time and energy I have. It gave me something immediate to focus on. In the moment my sub-conscious mind made a string of decisions. And confirmed my intuitions of 12 months ago. Time to drive a new route!
Day 658 of my blogging challenge