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’ve been doing a bit more work to finalise my book today. It needs a cover. In a muddle I started calling on my friends for assistance. Thank goodness for their support.
I know I have a tendency to get in a dither. Especially when I know what I have to decide can make a big difference to me. Bringing my first book into being has had me calling on all sorts of abilities I wasn’t sure I even possessed. My writing for a start. Believing I could do it. And sticking with it through all the tedious bits. Now I have to finalise all those little details that make it as professional as possible. Checking the spellings, comma placements and grammar. Looking at what I’ve written with a fresh pair of eyes to make sure it’s relevant to the story. Making sure that there is a flow between each section. And trying to make sure it isn’t boring or long winded.
Having got through those things I’m left with how it will look when published. What should I put on the cover? That’s where I decided calling on my friends was a good idea. And they responded to my shout out. Not so that they would make the choice. But so that I could stop my ideas going round and round. I find that is a wonderful part of friendship. My friends knew that I needed to step back from the stuck spot. So they helped me do it. And they know that I will help them to step back whenever necessary. Get some space and look at things with fresh eyes.
Calling on friends wouldn’t have occurred to me a while back. I really thought I had to manage everything all by myself.
That meant I wasn’t valuing my friends in the best way. Because they wanted to help. It was me who was stuck on not asking. Or even when I did, on not receiving the help. Nor was I valuing myself. My friends wanted to help because I had helped them. We were in relationships based on giving and receiving. Except that I was unwilling to receive. It took me a long time to recognise that I was suffering from a serious shortage of self-worth and self-belief. Fortunately my friends kept calling, sticking with me until I had figured it out, making sure I had the chance to learn to accept.
Today I thought about how much better I am at receiving help. About asking for it in the first place. And I’m writing about it because I know that many other people are also stuck about asking for help. It’s part of the difficulty that hinders that community feeling we all hope for. When everyone is focused on giving and no one is receiving we have a one sided society. And the energy of compassion is stuck. To make it flow I have to become open to receiving and passing in all the goodness that is offered to me. Fortunately my friends have helped me get into a better balance with this. Now I can help others to notice and experience the balance of giving and receiving.
I owe my friends a lot. They have improved my life by calling on me to receive as well as give. Today I showed I could ask for help. And they very generously gave it. I’m delighted to receive their inspiration once again.
Day 622 of my blogging challenge
I’ve been muttering about writing a book for quite a number of years now. However, I’ve also been fighting quite a big writer’s block. Some of you will know that I started to write a diary blog so that I could find a way to overcome the barriers to my writing. Well, it certainly seems to have worked!
A big chunk of the last couple of weeks, especially over the last four or five days, have been taken up with getting my manuscript ready to go off to my editor. I’m delighted and relieved to find that the book is almost ready to be born. I guess you could say I’m currently in labour, lol. I’m determined not to drag it out endlessly so I’ve been revising my written pieces a lot. Though there is a real danger the forrest of paper will swamp me if I’m not careful. That’s one of the best reasons why I decided to have an editor help me at an early stage. I don’t want my authentic voice, the one that comes through in my writing, to be silenced. After all, it’s taken me a long time to find it, trust it and use it.
I hope you will understand why this is going to be quite a short blog today. I need to keep the momentum going. The urge to write is very strong now. I can finally sense the flow and shape of the finished book. That rather random pile of blogs, notes, scribbles, post it notes and scraps of paper has turned into something that makes sense. At least to me. And I’ve taken a big step outside my comfort zone once again. I’ve posted an excerpt from the beginning of the book onto my Facebook wall to find out if people will find what I write interesting. Whatever people say it won’t stop me writing the book. But I do value people’s opinions as I would like to write something that they find meaningful, entertaining or useful. That’s what I would hope to find in any books I read.
So it’s goodbye from the blog and hello from the book. Goodnight!
Day 266 of my blogging challenge.