When you get questions: All things energy…

Lately, I have had been reminded that knowledge, language and communication don’t necessarily go hand in hand, and that not everyone knows about or understands energy and the subtle body.

In the four stages of psychological learning model, a person moves from unconscious incompetence, to conscious incompetence, conscious competence and then finally to unconscious competence. At first we don’t know how little we know, but then we become aware of it and consciously increase our knowledge and skills. Before long, we are automatically skilful without consciously thinking about it – thus are we unconsciously competent.

While we generally want to achieve that final learning stage of unconscious competence, when it comes to teaching there is a whole new level of learning that is required: awareness of where our students, clients and interested fellows are on the knowledge and experience ‘scale’.

In my healing work I have recently caught myself assuming conscious incompetence with clients – that means people know about energy and the subtle body but don’t quite know what to do with that knowledge to benefit them.

However, what I’ve found lately is that many folk seeking healing or spiritual guidance are at the unconscious incompetent stage: they know little or nothing about energy models and health. And really, why would they? Sadly, vital energy is not taught in schools and not generally part of our Western cultural taken-for-granted knowledge.

In our evolution and the changing eon that we currently bridge, more and more people are waking up to their spiritual beingness. That means that folk are becoming aware of more than their mundane material existence and looking for meaning and answers in the natural environment, the unseen worlds and their own spiritual being.

In this early awakening stage people may experience all manner of physical, emotional and psychical phenomena, from aches and pains, vision impairment, headaches, colds, distress, visions, seeing lights, auras around objects, plants, animals and people, dreams of past lives, guides, visitations, angels, spirit, hot, cold feelings and so on. 

Some people just have a curiosity piqued or find that synchronistic events lead their way. Whatever the mode of prompting, it seems that energy healers, psychics, mediums and similar practitioners are in increasing demand to assist people who aren’t satisfied with the answers that mainstream society provides or who want an integration of both.

I find this happening more and more. People with no former understanding of energy, psychism, spirit or the subtle body are coming for healing and guidance. So too, more and more children are being brought in to visit with me or I’m hearing about parents who are concerned about their children seeing, feeling, sensing in new ways. 

All this means that as practitioners we are frequently compelled out of our unconscious competence into our aware teacher role. It’s a role that we may not be ready for or even have considered. To be honest, I am only now moving into my conscious competence aspect of that role, and it’s such an important one. 

These are some of the questions that I’ve been asked recently – you too may have encountered some of them:

  • What is energy?
  • Is it only in me? Do others have it?
  • What is an aura? Is that the same as an etheric field?
  • What’s this ascension that everyone is talking about?
  • Is spirit a ghost and are they all bad?
  • What is spirit?
  • Can you see energy?
  • What does energy feel like?
  • How does energy make me feel better or worse?
  • What is a light body?
  • What is energy healing?
  • Someone told me I should manage my energy better – what does that mean?
  • Is there such a thing as negative energy? 
  • Do I need to protect my energy?
  • Really, can this energy get stuck? I mean, inside me?
  • Does stuck energy stay stuck? What can I do about that?
  • I think I have this black mass inside me – is that energy or something else?
  • I think I’m possessed…
  • What are chakras?
  • What is meditation? Is all meditation the same?
  • What is intuition? Is that the same as instinct?
  • What do you mean that you can see energy? What does it look like?
  • Why does my body jerk when I have healing?
  • Sometimes I see lights when I have healing – what does that mean? Do I have to go to the optometrist?
  • I felt hands on my head but you were down by my feet – what does that mean?
  • What is an energy cord? Is it a thing inside me? How do I get rid of it?
  • What does astral mean – is that the same as aura?
  • My child has started having strange experiences and seeing stuff in the house – what does it mean?
  • Will it hurt when I have healing?
  • Can anyone use energy for healing?

So many precious questions that I could write pages and pages, and I’m sure you’ve had them and others besides. Or you may have questions of your own.

How do you answer them? Are you prepared for when your clients begin asking these questions? For certainly, more and more folk will be drawn to the energy-based modalities of health and wellbeing.

Over the next wee while, I am going to use this blog to answer some of the questions to the best of my knowledge.  I know it will aid me in my work, and I expect that you’ll have questions and/or answers you could add to my considerations – I’d like to hear them.

Meantime, happy days friends – and happy dissemination of your unconscious competencies!

Silence is a cool river of joy

Silence is cool. It soothes a warm body. Silence and stillness soothes the being. When we stop and we become quiet, the machinery of our world ceases to move us. We simply exist. In a moment of pure awareness, we notice the noise, the futile attempts at order, and we return to our self, and to Source. In such a moment we comprehend eternity and we know ourselves eternal.

It is the non-doing, the not trying, the effortless state of being that our world shifts and moves and gravitates towards us through all the chaotic order, a thread of pure perfection responding to the note of our being. For we are born into the harmony of the universe. It is only the human-made attempts to constrict and manipulate the universe that disrupts that harmony and stems the flow of our vibratory ease.

Imagine a beautiful river, gentle flowing through the passageway of wide open lands. Its banks are steep and lower in places. Fish swim in the deeper waters and grasses grow in the shallows. Its flow is a continuous rhythm to the beat of hills and earth, rains and sky, sun and the tides, and the cycles of nature. Harmony.

Imagine now human made traps set along the banks, designed to catch the fish. See how a road is built and the river diverted from the path of nearby houses. Watch as its waters recede, spread out in new ways, only to be blocked again. Perhaps a wall or a damn. Perhaps the ecosystem of the river becomes so interrupted that fish die, grasses become diseased and waters polluted.

Now consider that you are the river, and land, the sky, the rains, the sun, tides and the natural world is in harmony with you. You know who you are and you flow free. The rains come, you fill. The sun comes and you reduce. Sometimes you spread out. Sometimes you breathe in, but always you ebb and flow with the pulse of the land.

That is until the disruptions begin. And then the ebb changes, the flow alters, and before long the homeostatic relationship with the natural world becomes misaligned, damaged, dis-eased, sometimes destroyed.

That is how it is for us when we move out of alignment with the flow of the universe. The universe wants us to harmonise with it. It entreats us to move back into the fold of its cycles, rhythm and pulse. But there is far too much noise, far too much distraction and oh so much conditioning that prevents us. And this is how we lose our way. This is how we move out of alignment with our being – with the Source of all.

And try as we might, often times desperately, the more we thrash around attempting to return to that state of harmony, the more we flail as fish in the river caught in a net.

For it is not more activity that is required – it is stillness. It is quiet. It is openness and inner noticing that will allow us to hear our spirit talk, that will return us to our flow.

And when we are returned to that state of harmony, to our simply beingness, do we attract and create all that is in alignment with our soul’s evolution.

Why does this matter? Our soul’s evolution?

Because we are eternal beings. Because we cannot remain the same. Because we are expanding consciousness that has the spiritual power to create a world of harmony, and yet for all that this is possible as individuals and as a collective we choose fear, war, disease, poverty, hunger, struggle.

We are better than that, and there is a state, a plane in which we know that we are, and more… we care.

When you decide to remember who you are, where you came from and why you are here, you cannot but be compelled to turn around into the silence and to listen, and to change, and to return to harmony and then BE that change in the world.

Your peace is the peace of the world.

And it’s not that you incarnated so as to mend a broken world – you didn’t, or perhaps you did – but that is not why we incarnate, to have our human experience. It’s a gift. It’s a joy. This brief moment of individual living is the greatest joy. It’s only that we create discord and struggle, and find that we come into the physical world and have to navigate our way through it before we get the experience of human joy.

What if we learned to return to joy. And stay there. You do not shift, you are not moved, you do not stray, but return to joy every moment, every opportunity, every remembering. Joy.

And yes, there will be pain and sorrow and challenge in the world we have made, and it is important to meet each and every episode of emotion and circumstance and be supported in processing it well. And then how marvellous it will be if every now and then you remembered joy. And brought that into your sphere of living.

Even if at first you fake it – til you’re actually feeling it.  

An exercise that I like to practice each day is one in which I am like a balloon lifting up, only, I remain seated, but my mood is as if it has helium in it. You might like to try it…

  • Sit quiet a moment
  • Bring your awareness to your chest – in the centre where your heart chakra (energy centre) is
  • Now whether you feel like it or not, bring a small smile to your face
  • Now you are aware of your smile and your heart centre
  • Now imagine that both your smile and heart energy are growing – expanding up and out – so you might bring in a long breath and your chest rises and your mouth widens
  • And at the same time think on something that brings you joy – a child, a loved one, a dog or cat, a favourite activity, dance, music, play – whatever it is and use that as your balloon to rise higher and higher on the breath of air…

When I practice this each morning, I base it on a dream I had… I was standing in front of a group of men from religious order and Spirit said ‘show them’ and within me a tiny light ignited in my chest. With my eyes closed my energy rose higher and higher and grew wider and wider until it burst out into a blissful expanse of white light. Tears flowed from my dreaming eyes. I looked at the men and they understood my connection with the divine. When I awoke, my face was wet with ecstatic tears of connection – of bliss and joy. 

Joy raises our vibration and illuminates our path in a way no other emotion does. It creates our unfolding reality just as we designed it to when we we were non-physical.

I invite you today to sit a moment in the cool silence of joy.

Karolyne is a psycho-spiritual therapist, writer and teacher, living and working in Edinburgh, Scotland. Visit her website here and School of Intuitive Studies here. You can contact Karolyne via email
Painting by Corie Hinton

What if this is all there is…

Recently, with my mum going into hospital, I’ve been called to consider our mortal life. When a loved one is ill or needs surgery or requires care, there is often a compelling to be closer, to say more, to reach for them. At least, that is how I’ve found it these last days, and in the past.

All this concern for my mum has led me to ponder my own existence…

What I came to realise is that I will die. And it is the same for all my family and loved ones, as it is the same for you and yours. It’s a funny ol’ thought.

Sounds silly, doesn’t it? I can hear you say, ‘Ah, der, yes, Karolyne, of course you will – we all do’.

And true enough – at some point in my beautiful existence, there will no longer be a Karolyne except in the memory of those I’ve touched.

And yes, of course I knew this, but it was not really a tangible, feeling-state knowing – more a little way off, won’t happen for some time, it’s all fine, kind of awareness.

Even then, with my understanding of spirit and the indestructible nature of energy, I know that death is not a finality but merely a transitional state leading to another existence in the perpetuity of life. This gives me comfort and indeed, communication with loved ones already in spirit, is an on-going source of succour and learning.

Still, I began to think about my precious life…

I thought what if everything I believe in turns out to be wrong, and I am simply flesh and blood and my bones and flesh turn to dust upon death, and what I understand to be my consciousness is nothing but firing neurons, and they too will cease to exist upon my death – so that I no longer am in any capacity, individual, singular or even part of a greater whole of consciousness – what if death really is ‘it’…

Well, I thought… if that is so, then I want my life to stand for something. I want my life to help others to live a freer life. I want to help free people from their hurts. To help heal people of their wounds. To assist folk to find meaning in their life. And to use the Laws of the Universe to work for them, not against them.

Thinking of how proud I am of my mum. How she so courageously stood up when her community group lost it’s funding, and ran the singing class herself. How she rallied on the steps of parliament to raise awareness about the health benefits of singing. How she had radio interviews, spoke with politicians, wrote articles in the paper, and how she now runs one group and belongs to three others. Her singing, her passion, changes lives. And it has changed her life. 

The courage to be in life – no matter the circumstance of its beginning, its unfolding, the place and context you find yourself in now – the courage to live.

So in all this pondering, I realised that it doesn’t matter if I continue to exist after my death or not; it only matters that what I do with my life now has a positive, life-enhancing impact on the world. That I do not let the train pass me by.

It is my contribution that matters.

To this end, I cannot creep towards my death. I cannot settle for any circumstance that is less than exactly what I want. I cannot allow fear to hold me back, to intimidate me, to limit me in any way. I must grasp opportunity by the hands and dive in and thrive whenever the moment comes to me.

Whether I am here for a reason or not – I am deciding that my reason is to leave the world a better place; to assist and help as many people as possible to live a better life.

That is my mission.

And it is a mission I fully accept. No qualms.

It is my service, and my delight. It is my privilege.

And I wonder what is yours?

If this is your one life – if this is all there is – what will you do with it? What are you doing with it that will you be able to look back and smile contented…

Perhaps you are already living your chosen life. Perhaps you are already content. Perhaps you’ve never thought about it and aren’t really interested, and that’s fine too.

But then again, perhaps it is just now that you feel the rise within you, the fire of determination, the zest for something else…

Whether we live once or a thousand, thousand times, one thing is for sure… THIS life will not come again.

Why not live it fully? Live it true. Live every single moment in a way best aligned with your inner being…

And if not every moment, perhaps one conscious act whenever you are able… and one courageous act whenever you think you cannot.

For me, it’s starting the work on my publishing book proposal. Even though my ego-self denies my soul’s utter peace with the process I’m forging forward despite ego-fear bleats that I cannot…

What step might you take? What new thing to live your life more peacefully, positively, healthily, happily, fulfilled….

If this is all there is… which, I don’t for a minute believe… but, hypothetically… 

What single thing could you begin, change, do differently, embrace… 

 

‘Puckoon’ – A Gift of Care

Here I am at 730am on Monday morning and I’ve been awake since 230am. Why? Well, some of you will understand that the creative impulse knows no time!

Surprisingly, it’s quite a lovely part of the day; watching the changing light is so beautiful. And as I look out the window from my desk, the sun is already stretching well into the morning sky. 

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What have I been doing for the past few hours? I’ve been writing to my ideal reader… And I wonder if that person is you?

It’s such a precious process coming to write for my reader. I closed my eyes and there she was… her life unfolding before me. A character who is leading me to answer her questions, help her overcome her fears, guide her in her spiritual unfoldment, and reassure her that she is not alone.

And as the creative juices flowed, I reflected on the people who have helped me along the way; a number of whom were schoolteachers.

When I was home in Adelaide recently, I went through all my books, passing on hundreds to charity and retaining custodian of many. I brought a few back with me too. One of these you may be surprised to hear, was Spike Milligan’s ‘Puckoon’.

For those of you who have never heard of Spike, he was a British-Irish comedian, and I have to say, I would not have thought to buy one of his novels. But, this wee gem came my way in the mid-1980s from a temp English teacher who had a gentle, caring way about him, and it gave me succour in a year of teenage angst.

That blessed teacher wrote in the front of the book, and his words remained with me throughout the years:

‘Dear Karolyne, All the best for your future – remember anything you want to do you can do. This book should make you laugh – I hope so. Love… ‘

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I had thought the book was lost so imagine my delight when I found it at the bottom of a box in my parents’ garage.

Reading the teacher’s message again, I wondered about all the ways the Universe conspires to help us.

Small and large moments come along to help us navigate the oft times tricky matter of life. Sometimes the inspiration, guidance, kindness, compassion or generosity that comes to us counters dominant themes in our life that may not serve us best.

I’m sure if you had a think back, you’ll remember at least one person who gave you a precious gem to hold to at a time you needed. 

Of course, we may not have seen it as the gift it was then; hindsight can make rich something that once seemed everyday.

Considering the words, gestures, books, guidance I’ve had along the way, I’m inclined to make a scrap-book or a memory-inspiration board out of them.

We’re exposed to so many quotes, inspiring sayings or motivating words from complete strangers, given credence because of their fame and popularity. But what of the everyday person – the parent, friend, employer, shop-keeper, taxi-driver, florist, bartender, librarian, dog walker, person on the street… schoolteacher… What of the wee gems that the average person passes onto us…

Let us remember them today. Let us remember the gift they gave, and how we were brightened for it…

Social media is not the only repository of best inspiration…

We find that the Great Spirit works its magic through all beings…

Ready are you? Guides, Mentors, Friends and Fellowship – Helping hands along the way.

After a lovely weekend with a dear friend, I’m reflecting on how valuable a group of people or an individual is for the development of creative and spiritual endeavours. 

During this past week, I’ve had valuable conversations with friends. I’ve sat in conversation with another dear one who apprentices me in ways of magic and life learning. And, as I work on my chapter outline for ‘Spirit Talk’, I was gifted a weekend with a dear friend who has just published her first book. We spent the time discussing ideas, growth points, vulnerabilities, dreams and enjoyments. It was a wealth of sharing, peer-support, friendship and mutual guidance. 

When I consider the richness of company I enjoy – a fellowship, if you like – I realise how fortunate I am to have people in my life who nurture, reflect and guide me in my personal, spiritual and creative life. And I feel the gift it is for me to participate in that role for others.

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The Fellowship of the Ring – a band of companions for a significant journey.

But this connection and guidance wasn’t always there. When I first entered into magical study and the Western Mysteries in Australia, I was quite isolated in these endeavours. And as these studies opened me up to Spirit and the inner planes, I had little support in understanding my experiences.

When Spirit and those Otherworld contacts began speaking with me, communicating teachings and intentions, well, that was outright unsettling. How could I be in relationship with the unseen, devote my time, energy, interest and indeed, my foreseeable future to the visions and directions Their communications were leading me when convention said that was wrong?

Convention said I must be mad. Fear said that path is too hard. Fear said that demands too much of me. I was yearning for it all to be true and yet terrified my experiences were real – because I would be called to act; then I would have to face what that meant; I would have a responsibility, a duty to follow through and to be guided, and I knew, ultimately, I would have to make visible the invisible and known the unknown, revealing myself as one who communed with the Otherworlds.

And yes, that terrified me.

Then, I couldn’t tell you why it scared me so, but it did. I know now that a fear of persecution, of ridicule, betrayal, torture and death was the hidden force behind my reluctance to BE one who mediates the physical and non physical worlds. One who is both bridge and seer.

But that is what I am, and to deny it is to deny my Self. To shun it is to love a lie and decay in unfulfilled potential; to make mockery of the soul plan I entered this life to live.

And so here I am today… dropping the mask, revealing my truth. It is what I hope for you too. It is all I hope for you. Drop the mask, and live your truth.

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Dropping the mask, revealing your truth.

I did not come to this state of acceptance alone – this living truth overnight. Ever, always, constant and never failing me, was Spirit and those of the Otherworlds and Inner Planes. And just as the inner realm is reflected in the outer, the physical world sent me people who taught me, helped me to understand my unfolding, guided me through healing, assisted me in very practical ways, until I was able to integrate, accept and then offer what I had learnt.

What I know now is that it is difficult to navigate creative, healing, spiritual and personal development alone. There are times when a person needs to share, to seek guidance, to have an affirming word spoken, to gain direction, to see familiarity in the other, to know she is not alone – or crazy!

It is in relationship with a mentor and guide or a friend who is able to hold space for you, reflect and advise when required that you are freer to simply allow and encourage your spiritual and personal progress.

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Calypso meets the young Telemachus while Athena, disguised as his older friend, Mentor, looks on.

‘Mentor’ comes from Homer’s Odyssey, wherein the Goddess Athena takes on the guise of Mentor, the trusted friend of Telemachus. As Mentor, Athena encourages Telemachus in his pursuits and plans. It is this guidance and the journey that Telemachus subsequently undertakes that gave ‘mentor’ it’s meaning today. 

Unlike in the Odyssey, today’s mentor is not a goddess or god. They are not better than you – often revealing their own frailties and flaws along the way – but they do have experience that qualifies them as teacher and guide. In this way, your progress is directed and nurtured until your readiness to take the lead changes the need for the mentor.

Of course, this relationship is not one-way. The guide or mentor learns through the process and this often informs the ongoing development of the their interests and path.

The guide and mentor will listen to where you want to go, outline a path of training, framework or guidance in order to reach your goal, and hold you in support as you journey the ofttimes challenging adventure of your development. And when you are ready, that person will ‘let go’ the reigns of teaching, stepping aside that you may walk confident in your understanding and unfoldment, having attained the desired outcome. And perhaps you too will go on to guide others. 

These days, my ‘fellowship’ of significant friends and individual mentors helps me to know myself better, and to gain knowledge in areas I’ve little gleaned. They help me to stay on track, to create frameworks to assist in my creative pursuits, to give feedback on my ideas, to critically assess my work, to listen to my concerns, my pains, to hold me in my changing and healing, to consistently stand steadfast all the while I grow into myself and reveal that Self in the world.

Their value to me cannot be measured. 

If you want change in your life, to pursue a creative idea, work towards the realisation of your goals or dreams, heal or you simply need short-term guidance, I encourage you to seek out a mentor or peer support.

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Reach for support.

You likely already have a few support people in your life. Often, there is one among those people, someone who plays a particular role in your life and who could easily slip into being a regular mentor. Sometimes, a friend or group of friends or peers can fulfil the purpose. You’ll know what is right for you.

I am convinced that if we want to drop our masks of convention, complacency and existence to embrace the vibration of our centre and soul’s evolution, we cannot do that alone. We need to be in relationship with mentors and guides – whatever form they take, the single Yoda or the Fellowship – to advance our intentions and to unfold our spirit.

It is with much heart gratitude that I give thanks for those in my life – physical and non-physical – who guide and nurture me. 

 

Everything Is Always Working Out For Me

(Warning, some explicit language. Sensitive souls may wish to cover their eyes at paragraph 7) 

Last week the lovely Louise Minhas sent me a YouTube video on Facebook. It was a recording of Abraham through Ester Hicks. If you don’t know who I’m talking about, please do Google them. I had not heard of Abraham-Hicks prior to coming to Britain, but if I had, I would have said, that is what I want to be doing with my life. I want to be sharing the wisdom teachings of Heru, the collective consciousness of non-physical being with whom I share a relationship. I would have said that I want to be instrumental in helping facilitate the vibrational evolution of the people I meet. And of course, that is part of the unfolding of me in the world today.

Well, this particular video begins… ‘Everything is always working out for me… Everything is always working out for me’.

When I first listened to the recording, I sat there thinking ‘Aye, right. Everything is working out for me – my arse.’

Well, by the time, I’d finished listening to it, and ever since, I’m thinking ‘Too right – EVEYTHING! IS always working out for me.

Yes it is.

And, I can hear you from here… How? Because I was you.

I was thinking about all the ways those things weren’t working out for me. I was thinking of all the financial poo I was in. I was thinking about my health… hell, I was SO wound up about my finances that the wee lump in my booby I’m getting checked out, I was thinking, oh yeah, if it turns out to be terminal, I’ll get my life insurance policy – and THEN everything will be okay. Ha! As my nephew might say ‘What the Fuck?!’. I mean, What the actual Fuck!

But it’s true right? Sometimes our experience is that things are not working out the way we would like it. Between family, children, finances, health, work, friends, relationships, and countless other nuances of daily life, these ‘things’ may or may not be as harmonious as we would like.

And yet…

And yet…

Everything really is always working out for me.

And when I say that, I do truly believe it. I realise I have always believed it. 

There is a song some of you might remember, Bee Gees I think… ‘There’s a light, a certain kind of light… that’s NEVER shone on me… I want my whole life to be… ‘ .

Well, I remember opening a letter on my way to my parents’ place, where I was living at the time. I was 30 years old, just returned to Australia from Christmas Island, and that letter announced my acceptance into university – mature age student. Oh I sang my heart out. Walking along the train tracks, not a care in the world…  

‘There’s a Light, a certain kind of light, that’s ALWAYS shone on me... I want my whole life to beeeeeee….’ And truthfully, for the better part of my life, that is how it has been for me, belief in that light shining on and in me… but not just me, everyone. Only, I knew it then, as I know it now.  

Even when the challenges of life weigh me down, even when I am farthest away from my alignment, I know that everything is working out just the way it needs be.

Okay, so I may not know it at the time. In all honesty, I rarely know it when I’m in the thick of it. I may have glimpses of it – moments of ‘It’s okay, helps on the way’, as Abraham reassures us. But not consistently, when in those challenging times.

Often that feeling of knowing that everything is working out, is a retrospective thing. My learning just now is how to be in the presence of that knowing at the time. 

And it’s not for me to tell you to; it’s just for me to teach me to.

For how can I tell someone who just lost their job – it’s okay, everything is working out for you. Or someone who just lost a child? Or a partner? Or folk caught up in the various atrocities around the world? How to tell them that everything is always working out for them?

What I’ve come to appreciate is that it’s not my job to tell folk; it’s my job to tell me.

I will know when I can vibe with that affirmation. I will know when I can meet it. And I will use it when I am able to, and when I am not able to, I will be kind to myself, until I am able to.

And I guess that is my message this week:

‘Everything is always working out for me’. And I know that when I am in alignment with this statement – when I feel the excitement of it rising up, in and through me, then by goodness, the Universe responds immediately, and the momentum brings about reinforcing manifestations that aid my belief, my knowing that YES, things are really working out for me.

And when I am disconnected from my alignment – when I am out of phase with it – I am making a commitment now to be gentle, kind and loving to myself, until I am realigned.

And rather than telling, this blog is an invitation to you. I invite you to have a listen to the Abraham video, to take up the mantra, the affirmation.

And when you’re not feeling the excitement and joy of ‘Everything is always working out for me’, to be in whatever feeling you are experiencing and to sit with those feelings without judging yourself. To offer yourself kindness and compassion.

And when things are lighter, move into that affirmation space again…

Everything is always working out for me.

And when it isn’t, I am easy and gentle and kind to myself, until…

Everything is once again, always working out for me.

Let us ride that momentum for a while, and see what life brings us.

 

 

 

Jesus Take The Wheel

Before my regression training, I felt a silent, fierce impetus that pushed me forward, that got me up every day, that kept me on a trajectory, and which whispered into my ear ‘You’re on the right path – keep going’.

After more than a dozen past and current life energy clearings, that silent, fierce impetus is no more.

And what I’ve realised after it had disappeared, is that it had left little room for much else. It was a driving force that drove all else, but the energy of it, aside. 

I use to marvel at folks who would go to art classes, dance lessons, evening walks, theatre, singing groups, heck, leisurely holidays abroad. My impetus meant that I had little time for those pleasures.

Even though I would encourage others to take up hobbies, to rest and enjoy creative endeavours, to make time to experience non-work activities; even though I knew that this material incarnation is a gift to be cherished and experienced in all its many facets… still, my fierce impetus told me there wasn’t room for everyday pleasure, joyful abandon or simply having fun. My impetus had a trajectory, a forward urgency that relentlessly push, push, pushed me, on and on…

But my last set of regressions released that impetus. Cut it off from my life energy. It was linked to a few past lives as religious persons, and one in particular…

High up on a sharp mountainside, within the thick, medieval walls of a last bastion of a castle, I sat in my aged, male body, desperately attempting to complete a piece of writing that would ensure the secrets of a young boy’s ancestry, his bloodline, would be safe. Two men awaited my completion, for the parchment to go into the dark wooden chest, with all the other documents that needed safe keeping. Two poles had been fixed to the chest so the men could carry it beyond the castle walls and town. Time was of the essence. But time did not favour us. A loud commotion alerted me to the battle raging through the castle. I could hear it getting closer and closer – the sound of metal on metal, the muffled cries of men dying. And now, my room breached and the men by the chest cut down, and before the ink is dry and the parchment hidden, I am driven through by the sword of a knight among those who have stormed the castle; my work left unfinished.

The impetus that drove me came from this time. The religious fervour that was my drive, derived from that incarnation – a job unfinished.

And now that life is healed. And now that wound is healed.

And now that impetus is gone. The striving has vanished.

And I am left, a small boat upon a big ocean, no longer fevered in my drive towards spiritual truth, unanchored now, free to float towards a trajectory, unknowing what that is…

And, it’s like any change. It’s an ending. And where there is ending, there is a strange twilight receding and beginning. A time of inbetweenness, of uncertainty. A time that can be most unsettling.

That time can feel lost and wayward and as if purpose is unknown.

And, I know that I am not alone in this experience. That I am a microcosm of the macrocosmic inbetweenness that is our moving out of one eon or age into another; that is our changing evolution and vibrational state.

And this is played out on all levels, and we feel it as individuals. 

It may be the release of energy; it may be the job transition, the end of a relationship, the passing of a loved one, the changing of home or city or intention. It may be heightened emotions, unexplained illnesses, inexplicable concerns… A sudden or gradual change of a state or a way of being.

We are a species constantly experiencing inbetweenness but ever more so just now. In this global condition, we agreed to incarnate into as we cross the Bridge of Ages, we live with change and uncertainty. And though our individual experience often mirrors the global condition, our conscious awareness, our awakeness, can assist us in times of transition and inbetweenness.  

So, what to do? How do we live with the forces of uncertainty – in the inbetweenness?

Well, a couple of days ago, I was introduced to the term, ‘Jesus take the wheel’. It coincided with a piece I’d just written on letting go. 

Jesus take the wheel.

Let go and trust.

Let go and trust that all will be exactly as needs be. 

Because, I don’t know about you, but me, when I’m in that uncertainty, I tend to hold more tightly.

Jesus take the wheel… Let it go.

What happens when we hold tightly, latch on to, push against, is that our efforts usually cause us more unrest, hurt, disappointment.

Why? Because when we hold tight, attach, push, we do so from fear… Fear of loss, fear of hurt, fear of failure, fear of loneliness, fear of poverty, fear of all manner of things… And when we are sitting in uncertainty, fear can rise up in ways that it hasn’t before…  

Like when a person had an impetus that is no longer there…

When we let go, we don’t stop caring, but we do stop forcing, trying to control… When we let go, we TRUST that our very own, authentic, loving self will BE and DO exactly what is needed for our wellbeing.

Because when we let go, we surrender to the laws of the Universe, the rhythm of our planet of which we are part. We ride the wave that is the Symphony of Life within a vibration of harmony.

As Buddhist nun Pema Chodron says, that when we can let go of the fear, we come to learn how to live beautifully with uncertainty and change.

We let go.

Jesus take the wheel!

We let go into the space between, and we trust.

And rather than holding tightly, we can let go into all manner of experiences. We let go into family. We let go into friends. We let go into creativity. We let go into joy. We let go into meditation, dance, art, singing, Spirit. We let go into Love.

We let go into the Universe and its harmonious flow.

Jesus take the wheel.

For me that means living without striving, without that urgency pushing me forward; it means trusting that the unfolding of inbetweenness into knowing, clarity and newness, will have its own riches, learnings, opportunities.

Less impetus. More joy. Less striving. More play. 

That is my intention now – to live beautifully in this time of change.

What would it be like for you, if ‘Jesus’ took the wheel? If you let go and trust each moment in uncertainty, knowing, really knowing that even uncertainty has its beauty…

Oh My Goodness! Oh My Godness!

You know, I have been on this personal development path for a long time. It probably began when I was living amongst Buddhist Chinese-Malay folk on Christmas Island. True, my work wasn’t particularly spiritual at the time – surveillance in a casino, can you believe – but I did immerse myself in the Buddhist culture then at the age of 26 years. I went to temple, to celebrations and listened to the dharma. My travels took me along the Buddhist trail, and my first teacher, Andrew Tem Foo Lim, normalised my energy and kundalini experiences, and showed me the meaning of capital-L Love and compassion; Love that is greater than self and more than a single being; Love that encompasses strangers, people we don’t particularly enjoy or agree with, as well as those close to us; Love with a holy quality that transcends personalities, and which brings us closer to the divine within and of which we are part.

Even though I have been on this journey – lifetimes, no doubt – more than 25 years in this turn of the wheel, and even though I have followed my path, all the signs, all the openings, feeling this way and that, moving closer and closer… Still, I am prone to doubt sometimes.

Recently, it had been difficult to hold my head above uncertainty. A whole lot of personal change, moving home and vibrational shift had me pondering the grand meanings. And just when I needed that deep inner plane connection – with Spirit and Heru – nothing would come. Nadda. I felt as if a blanket had been thrown over me. It seemed I could not hear or see or feel Spirit or my other clair-senses. And I felt lost, and yes, afraid of what that meant. I could still link to people’s family who had passed, but my ability to elevate my energy and raise my vibration so that I could make contact with the higher frequency planes and communicators was dampened.

I’ve since heard that there is a lot of energetic activity over the Earth at present, and that light workers, healers, psychics, mediums, and all other folk who work with altered states and vibrational health, have experienced a blanking of sorts. You too may have felt something similar. Rest assured, it has lifted, and it seems the general consensus was, time for ‘rest’.

What does it take for you to stop, and to rest? When was the last time you did? I mean really stop; time and space that was just for you. What was it like? And how do you feel when you bring it to memory now?

Well, the flu (twice this year) didn’t stop me; I kept going – working, moving house, meeting groups, putting on smiles and ‘pushing through’. BUT, when my psychism was affected; when I suddenly felt like I was without my extra-sensory capacity, THEN I stopped.

And you won’t believe what happened when I stopped; when I gave myself time…

All of a sudden I realised that the thing I thought I wanted to do with my life, and was just taking steps towards via routes of unfoldment…. well, it turns out, I don’t want to do it! ha!

When I allowed myself to stop, to sit, to let the thoughts flow, the feelings rise within me and tell their story, then the truth of my Soul arose.

And oh! I could feel the LOVE. My heart ached with that Love. The thought and feeling of how magnificent it would be to help folk turn around to discover and come to know their own God Self – to connect with their Soul and to bring that connection into the world.

Yes!

Oh my goodness! Oh my Godness!

A little bit of quiet. A little bit of free-flowing thought. A lot of coaxing the feelings to rise up and immerse myself in. And a load of honesty.

My blanket of doubt is gone. My connection to the Inner Planes and beyond is returned.

So, when have you doubted? What do you doubt now?

Go sit with yourself. Make time for yourself. Be still with yourself.

The Love that rises within you when you nurture your precious being by opening ways of communication within – that Love speaks your truth.

 

A Beginning – Life After Life

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Welcome to my blog, where I share personal insights and experiences, teachings, meditations and videos in areas of healing, spirituality, mindfulness and personal-development.

To begin, I’d like to share with you an experience I had recently while watching a YouTube video in which Brian Weiss leads the audience in a past-life regression. It’s called ‘An evening with Brian Weiss’.  The experience speaks to my own journey and to the greater ever-lasting truth that life continues when we leave our body. 

Sitting on the couch, flicking through inspirational videos, I settled on one of Brian Weiss’ talks. As some of you will know, Brian is a leading expert in past-life regression. In this video, he leads the audience on a journey. I decided to participate and made myself comfortable. Closing my eyes, I followed the flow and tone of Brian’s voice and allowed him to facilitate my move into trance.

Call to the Child

First, he encourages us to think about a childhood memory. I am immediately taken back to a well known family photo of me running away from home. Actually cycling. Well, tricycling. At about two and a half, I am on my wee trike, face turned to the camera, stopped mid-motion as I peddle up the drive-way of my grandparents’ house.

As Brian takes us deeper into this memory, I no longer see the photograph but am now in the living experience of that moment. I am in my small child body, sat astride my tricycle. My tiny hands are wrapped around white rubber grips of the handlebars. My little legs are touching the seat, bike and ground, and I feel my determination, my purpose. There is no sadness, no anger, no indignation or tantrum as one might expect of a toddler leaving home. Rather, there is simply the knowing that I must leave. I feel the pull of something my child thoughts cannot explain, a current that I am following, flowing with, though I could not at that age have told you what or how, or even that it existed. All I know in that moment is that I must peddle away because I am called to do so.

Womb and Birth

Brian takes us further back now, into the womb, in the prenatal state, encouraging the experience, whether imagination or memory. And now I am back there, inside my mother’s womb. I can hear the pulsing, whooshing of blood and the warm, wonderful containment. Around me I feel safe, secure, unworried and unfettered by decisions or thoughts. I can feel my mother’s mixed emotions and I feel her love. I feel her strength and her resolve.

As Brian leads the audience and myself through our birth, I am shocked to experience the world of light and air and matter. It is all so much, so harsh, like sandpaper, and my cry is a cry of alarm and a will to retreat. And then love. Then warmth. Then comfort.

The Spirit Realms

Floating above this scene now, Brian takes us farther back to a past life and death point, and I am taken to a spiritual place. I am standing in the familiar realm of Spirit. I am me and not me, feeling both male and female. Before me stands a luminescent shape of an older woman. Her light is bright and that is all I can see. She exudes love for me, and yet it is not familial. I do not recognise her as family. She feels old beyond years, and I have the sense that the form she allows me to glimpse is merely for my benefit. Even as I am vaguely aware of Brian continuing to talk, asking ‘Are there any messages for you?’, this light being reaches into my thoughts with her voice. Though she seems to stand so close, I cannot see through to her or tell her distance, but her voice echoes clear and deep within me.

‘You see?’ she says, ‘You were already always leaving, making your way on the path.‘ And then she showed me that my little self was simply obeying an internal rhythm, a dance of the Universe, set in play before I was born and even before that, compelling me to follow its call. She showed me the nature of that path – of the healing and teaching, of the cycle that is life-in-spirit, life-in-matter, life-in-spirit; how my spirit leaves the spirit realms to be born again, and again, and again; how as spirit in the material world, once more I called to heed the vibration of the Universe along the trajectory of my soul’s path. She showed me too that my task was to remember this and to bring my knowledge and awareness into the world with me. It is why I share it now.

The Cycle

I come from Spirit. I am Spirit. You come from Spirit. You are Spirit.

All that I AM is conceived in Spirit. 

Born into the material world, we move along a pre-ordained path that in its fullest potential is aligned with the Spirit within us and from which we came. In our material life, we are tasked with remembering all that our long-memory, which we have intact in Spirit, knows of our Self in its magnificent, divine creation, such that our material life may thrive and be of service to others.

And here I am, fumbling my way through this earthly existence, just like everybody else, living, loving, falling down and getting up. Only now, I am listening. Now I am feeling. Now I am being present, ever learning, ever seeking, ever growing, ever training my material self to recognise and respond to the memory of my spirit and the call of the Universe in this dance and melody of Life after Life.