A Murder A Friend & A Lesson from Spirit

Monday November 3, 2011

A few months ago a woman booked a reading with me.She lived in another state, I didn't know her or anything about her the appointment was even booked for her by someone else.  

The tiny blonde walked in to my reading room and sat down. A little frosty faced I thought at first to be quite honest. All I could get from spirit was a young man, maybe late 20's early 30's and a sound. That was it. I asked her "Is this young man your son?"... already rattled that I couldn't seem to get through her spook barrier. It doesn't happen often but it happens. "Yes" she said. 

I think during our hour together I may have validated her Mother but that was about it. Drawing to a close with the admission I was struggling, a message came through from spook to tell her not to sign a contract as she was about to get ripped off. Her son in spirit was adamant and insisted I delivered the message before she left my room. That was all I could get - other than the odd vision or word from one of her parents but I certainly couldn't do a full one hour reading, I drew a blank for most of it.

A few weeks later *Rosie called me to tell me she had indeed received a contract and wanted to know if I would mind taking a look at it. I did and I advised her not to sign it.  It was a publishing contract for the story of her son's brutal murder to be ghost written. It also involved telling how the justice system in the relevant jurisdiction had handled it. As we were talking on the telephone I could see her son in spirit *Richard sitting on the end of the bed clicking a pen and grinning at me.  I explained this and also told Rosie although I knew what he was up to but there was an ethical and moral issue with my taking over the project as I had advised her not to sign the contract. She had to find someone else to write the story. I simply could not write the story for her as it would look like my advice was deliberate to get the work for myself, and therefore make money out of my recommendation and in my capacity as the owner of a publishing company.

Next day I was making coffee and I felt someone behind me, I had a song in my head that I had no idea where it came from either. I was feeling quite frisky! Full of fun like I needed to find someone to play a trick on or something! I turned around and there was Richard in spirit but coming to me in the physical, grinning, making fun of me, singing and dancing, calling me short of all things (he is right by the way!). The next time I spoke with Rosie I told her about her son pranking me, she said "Yes, he used to do that to me all the time!"

A few weeks (I think it was weeks and not days) later I woke in the night. I knew I was awake because I could hear the rain on the roof and two possums having a hissing match in the tree by the window. I settled to go back to sleep and suddenly felt bitterly cold. I know it wasn't as sudden as I thought now because I had clearly drifted off into my spook space. The events that followed next were more like a nightmare than a vision or spiritual message. I can't begin to describe it and I won't because Richard's Mum will read this and she doesn't need that all over again. Suffice to say Richard had taken me through the events leading to his death. Let me make something quite clear..Richard was NOT a criminal, a drug dealer, violent, aggressive, prone to fighting or anything like that. He was a normal loving father of four.

The feeling stayed with me like a bad dream that I just couldn't shake off. Visions of greenery, feelings of cold and noise that meant nothing to me, kept entering and leaving my head as if to remind me of something I had never actually experienced. As a medium you have to tread carefully with anyone who has lost a child. I had learned a hard and emotionally brutal  lesson earlier in the year on the same subject and was wary to say the least but something kept nagging at me about this. It took me a few weeks to actually tell Rosie about it and she confirmed that some of the feelings and sights I had seen were possibly true. I say possibly because we can only rely on evidence from the murderers and where Richard's body was found. I was devastated that another human being, let alone three youths could take someone else's life as a form of entertainment.

Eventually I agreed with Rosie to write the book, you got me Richard you smooth talking gorgeous man you. Having a background in law, publishing and being a medium it seemed to make perfect sense to us, and clearly to Richard weeks before we caught on!. The only condition was that I was not to be paid, in kind or otherwise. I had to maintain my moral as well as my professional ethic, not to mention a clear conscience. 

Obviously as a medium Rosie asked me if the book would do well. I had nothing from my own spooks on the subject. I still couldn't read for her. Now and again I would "feel" Richard and I remember one incident that made us both laugh. I was in the shower and through the glass I could see Richard, what's more, he had bought a friend with him! Explaining the friend and the circumstances of his death Rosie confirmed she knew who it was and he was a friend of Richards. I could "see" him (Richard) but most times I got nothing from him by way of messages or predictions. The same with Rosie's parents, I could see them, describe them but rarely was I able to give Rosie anything of substance other than a validation they were there. It irritated me that I couldn't read for her and worried me a little that my radar was bent!

Then about a week ago, some eight months later we were doing an interview session for the book and Rosie mentioned a medium she knew in her hometown. Rosie said "If she had been accurate I would have been on the phone to her every night," and then a quiet voice beside me in spirit said "Do you understand now Honey?"  The penny dropped. I was to write the book, but as a result of that and to prevent me being hurt like the previous time and more importantly to allow Rosie to continue through the grieving process to find her own way of coping, I was cut off by spirit.

Had I been able to connect with Richard easily of course any grieving Mother would want that all of the time rather than learning to let go and remember the happy times. As a consequence if Rosie was constantly talking to her friend who could read for her, Richard's journey would be hindered and Rosie would never come out the other side of her grief and back into the light of day. There was also the risk I would be hurt again and as P said, "No darling, you have done that lesson, you don't need to do it again..." Richard wanted the book written. Richard knew his Mother was going to get something different than normal out of our meeting. I firmly believe the little so and so engineered it!  

It is true..spirit moves in mysterious and sometimes 'obvious after the fact' ways.

The book will be completed in 2016.

Soul mates or just friends?

Thursday September 11 2014

This was a good question posted on my Facebook page by the lovely Blanche. There were quite a few responses some for and some against the theory that we either all have one, do but sometimes never find them or don't.

Can't help thinking that some of the non believers were swayed a little in their opinions by the fact they haven't found someone they consider their soul mate, rather than an absolute I don't think so.

Some people posted stuff about tribes. Seriously the thought of yours truly running around the universe in a grass skirt brandishing a spear looking for love is kind of scary. Having said that it's exactly how I have done it so far in this life so maybe not! Just kidding! So what do Arty and P have to say about this?

The first thing is the usual thing. At a spiritual level we are all energy. Just as we have talked about two negatives making a positive that can fuel malevolence, two positives make even more positive. A stronger charge if you like. So if you are of similar energy, well yes it would feel more like a fit than if you weren't. Don't confuse similar energy with "similar personality," its not the same.

There is no doubt about life after death and little doubt about reincarnation. Life after death we can almost prove to a certainty, but reincarnation we can only validate in places. If I told you that you had met your husband, wife or partner in a last life I can't prove it. I can read for you and validate that Grandma Edie liked ginger nut biscuits and jam donuts though. So it's a tough call to say you know someone from a previous life and absolutely believe it.

The human self has senses as well as the spiritual sense. What? Never heard the phrase "eye candy"! So some attractions are visual and human, then by virtue of a common human path we form a bond. Most marriages (legal and non legal) fail because of external influences. Oh yeah! Bet you didn't know that! Whether it is stress, finance, the little strumpet from the office or the big hunk from the stationery room... or whatever. So there is quite a lot of human input and output into the soul mate thing. Some women only want a rich husband, some men only want big bazonkas. Again nothing spiritual about that if you narrow the field before you even get on it to play!

The other thing is many of us tend to settle for someone who is kind of right rather than be alone. We are all intrinsically afraid of being alone in our old age. There is nothing spiritual about that either. I have read for so many people who's partners are clearly not soul mates. So how can you possibly expect to find yours if you stay in a relationship that's destructive? I am rambling. So I will stop. The point I am trying to make is, it isn't a done deal that you meet a soul mate because there is too much human influence. Nor is it a done deal that you have one and to be honest I get the word "fable" from Arty so shoot us both dead right now...oh wait. Just me...Just shoot me!

 Neither is (stick with me we are going somewhere with this) is your alleged soul mate a romantic partner. Let's not get carried away . Just because it's good sex doesn't mean they are your soul mate! Wrrrrongggg!We are humans and sometimes the human choices we make severely cock up the spiritual path we are supposed to be on! That's why we get to come back..over...and over...and over...again!

So, about soul mates? Spiritually yes I do feel we have energetic connections more so with some than others. Yes I believe sometimes we come across energies that we 'remember" and we don't know where from. Yes if one of your lessons is how you treat your partner you might have to come back and do it again but it doesn't mean you are his soul mate. It means you were a bitch the first time and poisoned him probably!

I don't believe in the whole tribe thing either. Arty mentioned nothing about that kind of thing when we spoke, neither did P. Naming tribes is like discriminating or labelling and neither Arty, P or I believe the universe does that. I believe we as individuals learn our particular lesson which then makes us a part of a collective soul, we have the "human race" for the human experience and the "collective soul" for the spiritual lesson.  Same as a gaggle of geese or a herd of cows right?

Like attracts like, same as in humans we tend to gravitate to communities where we fit in and in the same way we operate spiritually. We will tend to gravitate (maybe even literally) toward similar energies. . So when like souls come together they can achieve and feel so much more because the positive strength is stronger.  I have found one of the most common "soul mate" combinations is mother and son. The biggest myth about soul mates is that it HAS to be romantic. There are people in their lifetime who never have a fulfilling and happy relationship, it's just so so for however long. There are others who find Mr or Mrs Right and live happily ever after.

Yes there is spiritual influence. maybe your great Aunt Edna mixes it a little so you meet Mr Right or Miss Right. I've experienced it happen when a loved one who has passed over has meddled in affairs of the heart. By the same token neither Arty, P or Me are of the belief that there is someone out there every time who is perfect for you during the human experience.

There are definitely those out there who you may have encountered in another incarnation but how can the modern world possibly subscribe to the theory that everything we do in the human is pre ordained and so we have to meet them again, either because it was so good or so bad (remember you poisoned him ok!)? We are here to make human choices and the more we rely on or make assumptions about spirit the less we learn as humans and the more times we go through the revolving door. Just love that's all you need to do. Honour your emotions and don't cheat yourself out of love just because you think spook is going to slap a soul mate at your doorstep soon because "they have to.."

That will be two cents please :)
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What the Hell is Heaven and How Do I Get There?

Thursday July 26, 2014

I thought this question was well worth the Daily Spook treatment so thanks Kate for grilling me and my spooks! It is actually something that is addressed in my book and a question I am often asked. Well, not me personally as I have to confess when I answer questions it is generally with the help of Arty, P and others! Let's just set the scene for the answer...

Why is it that only the good die young? Surely if you are good you don't deserve to die young at all? Does that mean if you're bad you should die as soon as you have unleashed your badness upon someone? Picture this; a man loses his job in wartime England. He has four children, a wife and no means of putting food on the table for his family.  So, he steals a few loaves of bread. Is he a thief that should be condemned or a man that will do anything for his family regardless of the consequences to him?  So what we have to decide first Kate is the definition of "good" and "bad."

Goodness or badness it seems, and  according to spirit is based on intent. Our bread-thief didn't want to get away without paying, he wanted to feed his family. Let's assume a person has a drink problem that manifests itself because of underlying psychological issues. Our man Joe didn't want to be a drunk it's just that it developed over time as a means of coping with a life he couldn't cope with sober. When Joe get's poodled, he beats his wife and children. When he sobers up he is filled with self loathing and can't bear to think about what he has done.  Joe is ill. That doesn't mean to say what he is doing is ok, no no no! The clincher here is whether Joe chooses to get help because he knows his impulses and addictions are wrong and hurting others. Joe doesn't go to hell for being a violent drunk, he goes to hell (well he doesn't actually go anywhere but you know what we mean) because he won't do anything about it and therefore makes others needlessly suffer.

Annie goes to church religiously, every Sunday of her life best frock and hat. Kitty can't be bothered with all that hoo har but has a strong faith in God. She prays by her bed at night, asks God for help when things are bleak and thanks God when things come up roses. Does Annie get a better seat at St Peters dining table whilst Kitty has to have jam sandwiches with the sinners? No. Why? Because we are taught that the universe, your God, my God is not judgmental. All love in spirit is equal once we get there. Church is a social thing, people who share a common faith and a common way of wanting to celebrate it and not a way of racking up brownie points so you get a window seat on a comfy cloud!

So..now we have that sorted, sort of, we have to get to heaven and hell. Well Kate the short answer is no; because there is no physical place because there is no physical about the afterlife at all. The only way Arty feels it can be explained without adding confusion is that heaven and hell are a state of mind or a state of being.  The purpose of the afterlife is to allow us to redeem ourselves, review our thoughts and deeds and hopefully make a better go of it next time and so we carry on with our spiritual journey.

There is no doubt as a reader, I have encountered angry spooks, happy spooks, kind spooks who have helped me and mean spooks who have tried to do the opposite. So it doesn't follow that once we die we go through the heavenly sheep dip and come out whiter than white the other side, all forgiven and penitent. No we tend to hang around in our "human spiritual form" for a while until we and those who love us accept the finality of our exit from the mortal world. For a while we remain exactly who we were but with no physical attributes. It is another way of learning and if you like, the intermediate experience to being a spirit real. We are a human spirit at first and that is why we can retain our original selves and where they fit within our human environment.

Once we progress from that point (and as an aside we can come back from that and interact with the human but that's for another day), according to my beloved Arty, we go through a phase called "the knowing". Arty calls it that to explain what it is, rather than there being a big door with a flashing neon sign that says "This way to the Knowing!" This is really the "heaven" or the "hell" that we think of as a place of flames and a little red guy with a pointy stick, or clouds and lollipops as far as the eye can see. When we go through this we have to feel, and that is the key to the knowing it should perhaps really be called "the feeling."

It's not a movie of our life because we have no eyes and what's the point in watching something you already know anyway? If you were a thief and you denied it in court and got away with it you will only deny it again! The knowing is about feeling the impact of our thoughts, and deeds. I had violent parents, so let's say when they pass on they will have to feel how I felt as a child. Trapped, beaten and no where to run. They will also feel the physical pain of each blow as it happened when they were in the living. On the flip side if you are a good person you will feel that which you bestowed on others by being kind and good. You may be a mix? Someone who started out on a wrong path but righted it. You don't get to avoid the grubby bits just because you made good, you still have to do both.

We also go through a healing process whether we are deemed good or bad. No soul is returned to earth broken or damaged that is something we do to ourselves. Most of us bear battle scars of human life when we get to the next world. Whether it is as an abused child, a starved prisoner, a tortured mind or a physical disability we are healed and made whole again ready to go onward; maybe back into the human world or maybe a higher spiritual progression.

The payoff? That is a really human concept. What do I get when I die if I'm good when I am alive? There is definitely no bag of lollies, new car or holiday for two to the Bahama's if you live a good life and why should there be? A good life is what is expected of us when we first get here on earth in human form.

The payoff for good is peace and spiritual progression, the value of which we never truly know until we get there.

Similarly if you are evil it can be traumatic. I remember for a few years seeing the spirit of a ne'er do well family member who had been quite quite evil in his life. I wanted no connection with him and so he was always outed from my spook space and ignored.   I wondered why he kept coming around me, I despised him for his evil ways as did many others. The one night I was "dreaming" of P as she sat on my bed she said "You have to forgive him." I knew instinctively who she meant, and realised that his "hell" was not being healed or progressing because forgiveness wasn't forthcoming. To make matters worse for this troubled spook he was (even as a spirit) afraid of going on to the knowing because he feared having to feel the physical pain and emotion of his misdeeds. In some ways he had learned a lesson and the mid-plane existence was his hell. He eventually did make it through the veil to the other side and I saw him a couple of years ago and this time I didn't feel the evil, dark fear and hatred he just felt like every other spook! he even smiled. Which gave me the creeps, just a little. Alright a lot!

As usual I do hope mine and Arty's collaborative effort make sense; all or in part!

Divining with the Divine

Tuesday June 17, 2014

The latin word of origin for divination (telling the future) actually means to foresee but has also been translated as "inspired by God." Essentially what divination or reading with tools is, is taking a random object, series of events (fall of the cards for example) or signs and symbols and put them together to interpret the meaning for the person with the issue they need advice on.

One of the things that differs for each reader is how we do it. What we need as clue cards to the message we are trying to bring through for the sitter.  Tea leaves, coffee grounds, cards, pendulum, crystals or tarot cards the tools are many and varied. Most people who use tools will later go on to trust their own intuition and spirits. Other chose to stay with the prompts and hints of visual aids and are still as good a readers. Me personally my preferred "tool" is spirit. I cannot read for anyone unless I have a spook present. I need to see that spirit or at least feel them before I can kick off the read.

In the early ages seers, mediums etc who had no tools to speak of were thought to be witches or warlocks, subjected to horrible'punishment' because no one could actually see where or how they were getting their information from. I believe, as do many others, that Jesus was one of the first mediums and in some ways he literally put the fear of God into people with his abilities, even though he only sought to do good with them it frightened people and for wanting to do what so many of us do nowadays, he was crucified.

So how does it work? Does a big invisible hand come down from the sky and create patterns and chose cards for us? How can it possibly be preordained what cards will come up? Seeing in crystal balls etc is just a confidence trick of the best kind. Because it really isn't a trick at all. Using a tool in that way gives the reader confidence that she or he can "see" her own visions rather than trust in something we hear or see but not with our biological ears or eyes. It is the same with the practice of psychometry, the practice of holding a piece of jewellery or item that belongs to the querent is said to be so the reader can "feel the vibrations" of the sitter. precious metals have their own molecular structure and vibration and so to assume that intermingled with the scientific composition of a precious metal there can be any kind of human element, is scientifically ridiculous.  Sure sweat, DNA and your Avon hand cream might rib off but there is no part of you as a person that is "absorbed" by a ring or a watch. I had a dear friend who used to read that way and she was brilliant. One day I asked her why she did it that way and she said "To be honest kid, I just need to do something with my hands because I can't smoke inside!" God love her and so did I! she was just a darned good medium who needed a spiritual "blankey" to comfort her during readings!

I am a firm believer in the notion that spirit can influence things in the physical. I don't believe anything is preordained though because as a medium one of the pre-read cautions is, "This is what is here for you now, you can take it or leave it." That is also why when using tools, particularly tarot cards that if you throw them twice you won't get the same cards. If life was pre ordained you would. it's as simple as that. So declining the notion that we can meld with a piece of precious metal I DO believe (and so do Arty and P) that when Tarot cards, crystal balls, rune stones etc are being used, there is an energetic influence at play. You shuffle the cards and even if you don't hear it maybe that inner voice says "stop and split now."  

Pendulums are another energetically influenced means of divination but what never ceases to amaze me is the number of people who think because it moves it is telling the truth! Do you KNOW how many spooks  are around at any given time? It isn't always who you think it is influencing the movement of a pendulum and if you aren't a medium and can't see that then you are playing with fire. Opening an energetic door that you might not be able to close to easily. it is the same with ouja boards, unless you really know what you are doing it is a dangerous practice and nothing like reading tea leaves or coffee grinds because with such methods (pendulum, ouja etc) you are effectively summoning spirit. Sometimes they just don't like that, especially as the world gets more and more conceited and selfish in it's use of spiritual communication.

So, in short there are two ways of using tools. One is a placebo effect; crystal balls, psychometry etc. Things that don't move and all you can possibly do is use them as a prompt or confidence booster from the spooks around you. The other is something which the energy of the universe may or may not be influencing; which cards are drawn, which runes come out, which way the pendulum swings.

Whatever your method it is important to clearly understand that you need ot have the connection and the protection before you begin. You have to be psychic or a medium to read with any kind of divination tools, so really why use them at all?? Good point me! 

A Spooky Adventure - Midnight at the Moulin Rouge

Thursday June 12, 2014

If you have been hanging out on my Facebook page you will know that recently we have been looking at doing some documentaries on all things spooky. Sort of medium meets scientist if you like. One of the things I don’t want to do was EVP’s in prisons, mental homes, hospitals. I mean pardonne moi for stating the obvious but hasn’t that been “done to death?” I rather like the idea of identifying the resident off worlders, connecting with them and then doing all that kind of stuff. Give them a name, a face and a story. After all that is probably why they are there, they want to be heard.

Here is Part I of what happened on my recon mission to a Queensland brothel that was reported to be haunted. Before I start let me just say this; don’t you go getting all judgemental with me because it’s a brothel.  You WILL get an argument out of me aif you do but this isn’t the place to do it. God is NOT judgmental so you don’t have the right to be either. Suffice to say ALL of the people I met on my research affair were the nicest people. Kind, accommodating and deserving of your respect. 

Now onto the dead ones. Let me state without a shadow of a doubt…it is haunted!  One of the things I like to do when we know we have a throng of spooks waiting is to talk to them. Upon arrival there was a short-ish man in spirit who just seemed to make me laugh but was like the smart kid at the front of the classroom shooting his hand up "Miss! Miss! Pick Me! Pick Me!". Although I could only see him in my spook space, he was a complete dag and seemed to be up to all sorts of antics. He didn’t feel like he belonged at the Moulin Rouge (not the real name of the establishment so God help me if there really is one called that because it’s not your place..ok?) He felt like he was with someone who was there. We eventually had a little chat, validated him and who he was with and he hung around a while to see what was going on. He even told me where to look and where not to go. Thanks Dad! You know who I mean..no not my Dad you idiot…I don’t actually know who he is. Ooops wandering off…ok back now!

Walking around with the Manager of the Red Windmill he was telling me where the lurking spooks were reported to have been seen by the girls. It was important I didn’t know too much in case it looked like a set up.  Dad wasn’t even mentioned before he introduced himself so I think they got that I was intending on acting like a pork chop with integrity!  There were definitely good and bad energies, entities and spirits there.  Some lurking and some shoving me on the stairs or tapping me on the shoulder. In the end we had three main players and two family members that we could positively identify. The main spirit-players; Mr G, Skinny Guy and Mary. The gatecrashers; Dad and Margaret. I would like to apologise to Margaret for not realising who she was straight away.  Sorry Margaret.

There was no doubt there were cold and warm spots in the establishment. Similarly I felt both friendly "Hey stop for a chat" energies as well as some less endearing spirits.  One of them hissed at me and said "Go away you big baby" but that was later on.

Once we can “feel” there is someone around in spirit I like take photo’s lots of them because it's really only one in one hundred that you get anything in the frame. Even that doesn’t always work and to be honest I have only met one spiritual being who will be photographed on demand. Most times I see them, click and they are gone and I am left with just a splurgy light thingy when the image comes out.   Having said that once I decided to take photos the bizarre stuff kicked off. Remember, I am a a pork chop with integrity, there were witnesses to everything.

I took photos all over the place but the camera would not work in one particular room ( in the living area for the girls) with one particular person in it. You know who you are Lollipop!. After trying all three cameras I bought with me to cover off "equipment failure" I decided to leave it and carry on about the place taking pictures, clicking and flashing like an old pro myself I was!  When it came to downloading  from the memory cards there was NOTHING on any of them, nothing…except…two pictures of Lollipop.  If that wasn’t a spectacular start to the 24 hours I don’t know what was! It reminded me of the time I went to a cemetary to take pictures and record.3 hours of tape was just three seconds of  "Go away" and 211 digital pictures were all just grey fuzz like when the television programming ended in the 1960's, white noise and grey fuzzy.I know spirit can interact better with electronic equipment than some people, so I was annoyed but not surprised. I just wanted to know what the caper was though? Was someone trying to tell me not to take pictures anywhere else?

As I was walking along the hall I muttered an apology to the naked man standing in one of the bedrooms and properly averted my gaze.  I thought he was an idiot for leaving the door open when there were strangers around but I have eye balled enough bare bums in my time for it not to ruffle my feathers.  I turned around in the stairwell and the Moulin Manager was behind me coming up the stairs. To protect the innocent I shall refrain from describing under what circumstances and his attire but I almost peed my pants laughing! I quizzed Lollipop who was the other guy? I feared the two and only males on the floor would be in cahoots playing practical jokes on me all night. Lolly casually responded that there was no other man in the building. Gosh! Naked spook bum! He looked so real and usually when I see spirit in the physical environment they are grainy or don’t hold there for long but in this instance this perky pink derriere looked jolly real to me! My very first naked spook!

Two things became obvious when it came to pinpointing the most ethereal activity; around the pool table was definitely spook central and Mary liked to walk the hall upstairs with a frosty look on her face. I feel she considered herself house-mistress for the girls.  At one point I was sure I saw an older man leaning against the pool table, looking directly at me. Time and time again as I passed a black leather chair I saw someone sitting there as if they were waiting for their turn at pool. Then there was the tall dark shadow that I am sure was not good, it loomed over the pool table like the dark miserable energy it was.  Skinny Guy liked to hang out by the kitchen door or in one of the bathrooms. Which had frightened many of the girls already. Not least little Miss Sarina who simply refused to go in one particular room unless she had an armed guard and a string of garlic!

Taking the first daylight photos this is what we got. Now let me tell you that usually spiritual energy is more active at night.  I have said before that Arty explained this is because of the less unnatural light and the slowing of human energies.  It is easier to manifest at night than in the day but you will see from these photos those we had connected with were giving it a red hot go to be seen.

I had managed a spook-up (like a hook up but spooky!) with Mr G who explained he was in his late 50’s and worked for himself when he hopped off the human merry go round. He owned a business, had one daughter and was separated from his wife. He didn’t say divorced he clearly said separated. His family he felt had used him and not been as genuine as they could have been and when he had a heart attack (too much rich food and wine he smiled). They were “faster to the bank than they were to the funeral home.” 

That was a little sad as he struck me as such a genuine man. Salt of the earth type who got where he got through hard graft without any tricks or handouts. In fact he confirmed he had no handouts and he started things from scratch. When I asked him his business he said “manufacturing and insurance.” The two don’t really go together but we were located in a semi industrial area so I pondered whether he was actually from the area and the word insurance was just a furphy.  Maybe he had a local factory in the same area but decided to hang around the girls rather than his family? he mentioned he was there because he wanted company and I never thought at the time to ask him how a spook becomes lonely! His story made sense to me and is worthy of some local research to back it up.

Tomorrow I will ramp it up a little as the evening goes on and tell you about Skinny Guy (heads up he is a voyeur…tsk…tsk). For now let’s evidence where we pinpointed ‘the action” to be…..a demain mes enfants! See you tomorrow kids!  Bis morgen kinder! 

Orb It!

Saturday May 17, 2014

Do you know what the photo is to the left? Yes it's actually a photo and not a computer graphic or a man created image. It is an orb blown up 600%! 

The one below hasn't had anything done to it, both images were taken with the same camera at night.  It is the flash that picks them up but to be honest I have no idea why a camera flash will illuminate orbs and a flashlight won't.

Two separate and distinct orbs 16/05/13

One of my favourite questions is "Which came first the energy or the matter?" It's a sort of chicken and egg one only easier. Nothing could happen to the matter if there was no energy to make it happen. Case closed, with a  little bit of a smug grin! I believe that the orbs represent and are the origin of us and the end of us if you like. They are us. The interesting thing is that we  human beings must either give off or generate slightly different types of energy, because these little suckers are all around me when pictures are taken. There never seems to be just one, but a whole gang of them as if I am some kind of orb magnet! Like  a chick magnet only better boys!

It sounds conceited and I don't mean it to, it just is what it is. The other thing is that when I am in bed at night; (don't forget I live on a mountain top on acres, no street lights, no one around me, no  nothing just peace perfect peace!) I always hear voices. Lots of them like a group of people are having a conversation and I can't make out the words I just know they are all talking. When you look at the photo (left) I have to wonder if I am hearing all the souls who wait outside my house? My belief is that orbs are the purest form of individual spirit. When they don't manifest in a form we recognise as previously human this is what we get; an orb. I guess you could say that all those little shiny guys hanging out by my hedge are actually 'people that once were'.

On and off throughout the year I read and quite often I will have someone in spirit come into what I refer to as my spook space, wanting to connect with someone that hasn't booked a reading or unbeknownst to me, will book a reading soon.. I don't know if it is by chance or they know something I am too slow to catch on  but it always works out that I can make a connection with a solid validation. Sometimes I actually get names that they want to speak to or their own. I can't help thinking that all these hanging around me orbs are in my spook space just waiting...waiting. 

On a more scientific note everything travels on a wavelength; light, sound, heat, energy you name it it has to travel on a frequency. What we are talking about here is a visual wavelength; specifically how we SEE spook and the energy frequency in which they appear. Each type of energy has it's own frequency. Getting too intense...but wait there's more!  It has already been  "established" that the energy of spirit is radiant energy, electromagnetic energy to be specific. EME has a visible colour spectrum and the colours we see for the two separate and distinct orbs that we shall call violet and/or indigo are actually the lowest wavelength frequency. The smaller the wavelength, the smaller the structures with which they interact and the more powerful the energy.  That is actually a scientific fact as is that violet and indigo are the lowest wavelength of the visible elecrtomagnetic colours. So our orbs are not only the strongest type of radiant energy, they are the lowest wavelength.

I am no scientist but I do hope this makes some sense. We communicate, as opposed to see, on a different frequency..but I am not going to confuse either of us with that at the moment!

Industry Standards? Don't make me drop a house on you!

Anyone who knows me knows there were a few weeks in March/April where things were a bit rough to say the least. The most shocking thing was that a lot of the hurt was caused by other practising mediums trolling me on Facebook! People that I don’t know, who have never met and quite honestly I don’t want to meet them! It lead me off in the direction of some research and I was gobsmacked with what I found! This industry needs professional and moral guidelines because it’s seems sometimes a mediums moral compass accidentally points to “bitch!” Because we are spiritual people we seem to think we can get away with it too!

The psychic arts are a multi- billion dollar industry, unregulated and unsupervised. No one has to answer to anyone. F-k you all! We can do what we like when we like and hang the consequences.  We can charge as much as we like, call it what we like and make as many claims about our abilities as we like. A tepid application of the Trade Practices Act might get you your money back but who wants to go through that kind of embarrassment and expense?

If a Doctor, Lawyer, Check Out Operator or Cleaner did or publicly said some of the things that have happened over the last few months they would undoubtedly be in serious trouble. At the very least humiliated for their gross lack of professionalism and warned by their employer or ruling body. Heck even one of John Edward’s staff jumped on the bandwagon by making publicly spiteful comments about someone else when allegations by a random nutter were posted on his page. Why would someone like him bother? People are so desperate to be the next John Edward, but you don’t fool me. You want the money and the big house, the fame and the recognition. The material stuff, not the feel good, that’s just a bonus to roll in after the crowds have adored you and you have waved goodnight.

My research indicates a large number of Australian and US Facebook pages that are owned by mediums are also used to bitch out other mediums or metaphysical practitioners. To make sly comments, open and scathing criticism and generally mud sling and bleat not very sweet nothings about people who apparently share the same goal; the greater good. No other industry or profession does this!!!!

Just before I go any further I would like to say I have had the absolute HONOUR of never having a client express any kind of disappointment in me. Ever. It doesn’t mean it isn’t there or that it isn't coming at me one day, but so far never has a client seen fit to attack me. It might come and if I deserve it, my chin will be sticking out and ready to take it.

So how did we let it get so out of control? How did we go from people who genuinely deal in love and light and the energy of God to egotistical malicious hurtful people who attack anonymous individuals or name names because we simply think we are better than them? How did some of us become vipers who goad others into a vicious frenzy so they cause harm and hurt? Then hide behind social media, ‘pen names’ or the skirts of sacrificial friends?  It seems we will do everything we can to enhance our own reputation by spewing forth angels, auras, peace love, mung beans, fairies and butterflies but at the same time spit fire and the f-word whilst doing everything we can to destroy someone who, in the grand scheme of all things our own  is completely meaningless?

Can you imagine if Coles and Woolworths decided to launch attacks on each other because they both sell cornflakes? Stop for a minute because that is exactly what is happening. Petty jealousy, rivalry, and EGO.

Do clients really want to seek hope and guidance from people who take others lack of tolerance and understanding only to weave them into a hangman’s noose?  Do we really need to trust in someone who makes poison darts for others to send on their way? What HAVE we done? We think we are oh so good with our connection to spirit and our “loved ones” and “God” and the “Divine” but we haven’t evolved spiritually at all! We should be ashamed of ourselves!  We have learned something new  about the two worlds in which we live and have no real clue what it could possibly mean to the human race we are too busy making money, the understanding can come later right? We have de-volved not evolved. We have caved in. In the wrong hands active spirituality is just a money machine, an ego trip.. We aren’t learning to be good and kind through our own spiritual connection. We are learning pomposity, greed, avarice, competition and spite. We are learning that we must destroy the next person in case they are better, bigger or stronger than us. Look what happened to Jesus when the power brokers feared his compassion and passion. Nothing has really changed has it. Shame on me. Shame on you. Shame on all of us for dragging God out from his chair and shooting at his feet to make him dance so we can get our face on the internet, or better still on the telly.

The power of God and the Universe is scientifically, morally and spiritually stronger than we can comprehend. Unseen life and forces can communicate and move amongst us, seeing hearing and knowing everything we do and think.  It goes without saying that the life after death is a wiser, kinder and much more humble way of being. That is why we use it to guide us and to teach us.  Only we turned prophets into profit without turning a hair.

I admit I make a very small part of my living out of reading and so far my spiritual helpers (my beloved Arty and P mostly, but there have been and I am sure there will continue to be others along the way) have been kind and supportive and I have managed to do right by others as far as I know.  I’m not going to say I don’t enjoy it. I have had more laughs with and involving dead people than live ones recently. A medium once said to me, “You have more dead friends than live ones.” I wonder why? I love my human friends very much, but these last few months and my factual research has left me reeling and wondering what motivates someone who practices the psychic arts to then show their dark side so vehemently and so viciously.

I know for sure that not everyone is like this and I thank God, literally. This is just another and hopefully tiny facet of the industry. Are we really so dumb that we are reading, and seeing and connecting for other people but we don’t get the message ourselves? I am sure my beloved Arty and P would drop a house on me if I ever behaved like that.  The world is awakening and it won’t be long before we are all our own spiritual counsel and mediums won’t be needed. Make hay whilst the sun shines but don't steal anyone else's sunshine whilst you are doing it. There is plenty to go around.

Me? I took a year out of work to write a book and explore my own spirituality after spending years battling with it, not really understanding it and trying to find out where it fits in my life. For the most part I have loved and been loved  and have met some truly beautiful people, mediums, psychics and everyone in between and on either side! But the tiny peek into the human dark side of this "industry" has left me reeling. I’m not the only one either but I am not here to speak for others. I am here to speak for me, and me alone in the hope that others who have been subjected to this kind of treatment (I can name 9 without trying!) can be heard by default.

Kindness costs nothing. Your ego will cost you everything. You can be sure of it.

The word on EVP - Part II

Wednesday April 16, 2014

Let's not forget we are trying to explain EVP in a more or less "non scientific way" so we can all have at least a basic grasp of what EVP is.

First of all think of a dog whistle. You know that high frequency whistle that we humans can't hear that our canine friends respond to? Dogs can hear it, we can't. So that being the case we have the principal in place for Part II; it is quite possible there are noises we cannot hear with the 'naked ear'. Regardless of whether some EVP recordings are considered genuine or not it is no longer in dispute that their are sounds that are such a frequency or pitch that the human ear can't hear them. it makes perfect sense that if they aren't generated by a human there is less likelihood we will understand the concept, science or language behind these noises. Don't forget, no one has ever "gone to dead" and come back again to explain the science of the afterlife. Near death experiences are always personal rather than research gathering. What we don't know is far greater than what we do know, but we make judgments on that tiny little atom of knowledge anyway.

The second part of the mystery is how are the noises made? Spirit does not have a human voice and yet we always record human voices that are reported to be EVP's. It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Dogs don't make noises like humans so we can understand what they want! Spirits are no longer human so why do we expect the,m to mimic us like parrots? Get the principal here or are we getting a little too 'out there?'

It is an interesting concept that we don't question as much people "seeing" spirit but we do question the hearing and recording of them. This is because when we see, we have hard evidence in plain sight that we can easier process with our human brain-processor. When we record sound we have nothing tangible to prove anything other than some distorted sounds that we decide to put into words. We more readily accept the appearance of spirit than the sounds of spirit for some reason.

I have found one thing over and over and that is mediums tend to get better (clearer) EVP recordings than those who are just experimenting. So there has to be some kind of connection energy there. I remember once I left a recorder on my bedside table and the next morning it was clearly the sounds of people talking, people walking over a wooden floor and the scrape and squeak of wheels. The apartment I lived in at the time was a converted tobacco factory and the bedroom where the recorder was carpeted. There was actually a name on the tape and we (my husband and I) went looking for him. We found him as an old employee of the factory so that EVP was genuine and real, it must have been.

Some EVP's are really a bit of a stretch seriously. I mean if you go to a lunatic asylum, disused hospital or something similar you really aren't going to get a recording of someone saying "Do take a seat and stay for a nice cup of tea!" are you? The energy that was generated in that physical place was pain, frustration, hostility, fear and all sorts of other negative things. Soit's always "Go away" or something like that. I always kinda switch off when I hear those kinds of EVP's. They have been done to death. Literally!

You can record an EVP on anything, pretty much any recorder will pick it up, I guess the more sensitive the recorder the broader range of frequency but I also feel the speaking spooks 'know' what frequency they need to play on to be heard. I am also of the belief passed from Arty and Nikola, that we don't know enough about energy to actually find (hear) a lot of the communication. Just imagine for one second there is an energy we have yet to discover and name. It would be arrogant to think otherwise. To think we have discovered all we have to discover in the field of energy. Thank goodness some of science's greats didn't think that and leave it there. The highly specialised equipment required is really for the afterwards part! Don't forget with an EVP recording, like a dog whistle, you might only hear 1/10th of what you actually got with the naked ear. Again you can only test for something if you know it exists in the first place though.

Much of my channelling about communication comes from Nikola Tesla (What? You don't actually think I claim to know all this myself do you!??).  Edison filched some of his work but in the 1920's they were both working on the same thing by the same principals of electricity and current transfer. But did one of them actually discover the ability to record the dead? Nikola says "He knew it was possible but it wasn't where his work lay at the time. " In 1933 Decca Records allegedly produced records (vinyl) that recorded communication with the dead.  This was apparently done under controlled conditions to avoid future allegations of recording fraud but still it doesn't stop the nay sayers I guess.   How they did this was rather ingenious, they spoke into a normal microphone which in 1933 was going to be in no way as sophisticated as those we have these days. The mics were placed in different areas of the room to enable different energies to be heard.  Apparently these early tests produced results but fear of losing their jobs (as sound engineers!) they refused to publicly release the material although they confirmed that had captured "spirit voices". It wasn't until 1938 that a spook was recorded on a phonographic record. His or her first LP I guess!

The "voices" heard on EVP messages almost always demonstrate a frequency outside of the normal human voice range. Not to be confused with the normal human hearing range. This is why the production and analysis equipment is more important than the original recording equipment in some ways. A human voice ranges between 300hz & 1000hz, in general terms. Spook voices seem to reach as far as 400hz.  So we know they CAN be recorded so let's ask again, "How does it work?" I roll my eyes at this point because that actually is NOT a scientific question.   Some out there have weird and absolutely nutty explanations that the voices are "left behind" or an imprint remains. I mean seriously! How many times do you have a conversation with someone and then go back to the same place and hear it again because you left a "voice imprint." Ooh! ooh! I know the answer to that one! NEVER!

So Nikola, Arty and I; by the way the last line amused both of them and Arty says he is 'rather fond of my wit' but I digress and shall not further! Nikola, Arty and I all agree that an EVP is a spirit who is present at the time of the recording and not like a lingering smell but only audible! Another mystery solved. As we all know when we "see" someone who has passed over we really can't be seeing them at all because they no longer have a body. We are "seeing" something spirit has conjured up for us so we can, well, see them! This is the exact same principal for the "voices".

Going back to the adage that we are part electrical energy which upon death cannot be destroyed but only reformed AND that there is other energy around us that we cannot detect that spirit can use. Like the noise of the energy of the dog whistle, spirit uses their own energy and other energies to create and form words that we can understand. THAT is why they are distorted and sometimes have to be (wrongly) interpreted. Think of it as giving a spook energetic play doh! They make words out of it! The energy can be angry or sad but they have to form the words so we can record them. They DON'T talk! If that makes sense.

Mediumship communication is far easier because to all intents and purposes it is "silent" to everyone other than the spook and the medium, the exchange of energy is far easier as it goes from "mind to mind" if you like. As a medium I don't "hear" with my ears it is like a process of transferring thoughts into my head. Whereas with EVP you are asking  spirit to come into the human world. We do that all the time; we go to foreign countries and expect them to speak OUR language rather than learning about theirs!  We can't learn about spiritual language and the ability or not for speech because we are trying to put the cart before the horse. Good grief we aren't even sure where the spiritual dimension is, let alone be able to shout at them in the hope they understand us!

Someone once asked me about other equipment to make the energy or ability to hear or "speak (by spirit) stronger." I am reliably informed by Nikola that it makes things worse not better. They have a  bit of a laugh about all the "balderdash" that is spoken and the "gadgets" we will buy just because someone tells us it will make things work better. The fact is we don't understand the afterlife well enough to make anything with any reliability yet.  All we can keep doing is EVP recording and analysis and hoping that the spiritual side keep cooperating so we can learn. In the meantime we can continue to pretend we know everything I guess!

“Life is and will ever remain an equation incapable of solution, but it contains certain known factors.” Nikola Tesla

What's the word on EVP? Part I

Tuesday April 15, 2014

I am not a scientist. Not even close. I had an asthma attack in a chemistry class once when we were doing something with magnesium sulphate and accidentally electrocuted myself trying to change a power plug. I was 7, give me a break ok! So what qualifies me to write about EVP, electronic voice phenomena? Well other than Arty and Nikola Tesla nothing to be honest. I first saw Tesla as mentioned in my book when I wrote it and he tried to explain electronic things to me in terms of communication. He had to dumb it down. I mean really dumb it down so I could understand communication by spook. So there you go; that's what qualifies me to write about it. Expert advice I don't understand! 

Let's start with the obvious and something I repeat a lot. Our "minds" are the part of us that is spiritual. That intangible part of us that only we can get into and the place where we generate thoughts and feelings that are totally unique to us. We may one day be able to transplant a brain but never a mind. Never mind. 

Our brain creates electrical energy, our mind IS electrical energy that we then individually play doh into thoughts, dreams, spiritual experiences. It is the part of us that remains after death. We have labelled this energy a type of electromagnetic energy.  That's what we call it because it acts like EME, which means that the first place you should look for spooks in your house is more than likely in the microwave! Different frequency perhaps or we would all be able to boil cabbage in our ears! 

We must remember though when making claims of recording the dead that they have absolutely no biological attributes that enable speech and speaking as we know it. So we aren't recording voices of any kind. No way no how. It is simply not possible. It is like when people ask me when I talk to their loved one's do I hear "a" voice or do I hear "their voice".  It's "a" voice although sometimes I will be given an accent, a word or a phrase they used to use which helps validate them. But I am not physically "hearing" voices, my mind is downloading a message, essentially from another "mind" and I am decoding it.

Confused yet? Let's go deeper! So what exactly are we recording? Who is making the noise and how do they, if they do, make it sound like words? It's not a "mind" connection because we are recording it on a mechanical device. I have done a few experiments, one was leaving a digital recorder on "meeting" mode overnight and aside from my husband snoring and making other "man noises" we also heard people walking across a wooden floor, what sounded like squeaking wheels and muffled talking. Kind of scary are we were living in a warehouse apartment at the time with a carpeted bedroom. What we seemed to be hearing was the noises in the old tobacco factory that was the converted building we now call home. We had carpet on the floor in the bedroom so there was no way the noises could have possibly been "other stuff" happening whilst we were sleeping - a mouse with clogs on maybe? We didn't live in a windmill so it couldn't be. 

My very first EVP experiment was accidental a product of leaving a tape recorder running overnight. It was part of a "stereo" unit so there was no external microphone. The morning after there was nothing on it other than a clear voice (not distorted) saying remember me....we had a little boy.  Unknown to me at the time I was about a month pregnant and yes I had a boy. Who was saying remember me? I don't know - a past life connection? A spook who had visited once before? I don't know but whoever it was it was like a reintroduction rather than a request.

But here are where my experiences and others end because all the EVP recordings I have heard to date have been unclear, sometimes hard to validate or interpret properly and involve non mediums but rather people with voice recorders.  The human brain is a fickle little piece of us. It can drive us off on wild goose chases so if we want to hear something there is a good chance we can distort our own thinking to distort the crackle and hiss of EVP into a scary message or a warning in a lunatic asylum.

So HOW does it work if indeed it does? Where do science and the natural being of life cross over? Part II is where we find out who said what in the spook world. 

Religion & Spirituality - The same but different?

Wednesday April 9, 2014

I was asked a tricky one yesterday and I thought it would be a good subject to blog about.  What is the difference between religion and spirituality? Is there a difference? Isn’t being religious the same as being spiritual? Ok that is more than one question but it definitely got me thinking. I wasn’t raised in a religious household, in fact it was more like hell than anything even remotely God respecting so I suppose my perception of religion is personal to me. For some people their religion is their support, it is what makes sense of their lives. Everyone has  faith in something or someone. I realised when trying to think up a vaguely intelligent response that spirituality is a search for something within whereas religion is an education that gets foisted upon us from without. We are brought up or taught religion and how to be religious. Spirituality is unique to the individual and we have to decide to go looking for it, ourselves. There is no book just You and the universe and it is up to you to decide what that means and represents to you. No one can decide for you.

We discover our own spirituality but we are told what each religion means and what it holds true. There is no arguing with religion because it is written. Spirituality is more like science, it is a constant journey of discovery and sometimes we have to get it wrong and accept that to eventually get it right and believe it, know it to be true by our own experience rather than rely on the words of others. We find our own truths when we become more spiritual in our outlook, they aren’t forced upon us by some book that may or may not have been doctored to suit the power brokers and the pollies throughout the ages.

Something that also came to mind is that there can often be quite negative connotations attached to religion; wars start over them, people have and continue to be slaughtered purely for their faith but no one has ever sought out or segregated those who exist within their own spirituality. Mediums don’t start territorial wars or scar others because they won’t be told to believe in the same God as we do.

Another interesting thought that came to my mind is that organised religion, in my opinion, all but erases God, Allah, Buddha or whomever is the focal point of your particular worship from the scene anyway.  We appoint “mere mortals” and they are the ones who decide what God meant when he said it! We go to confession and speak to a cleric, prayers and hymns in organised religion are written out for us, supposedly handed down by by whom and who decides what is written and how it is used. In short there is much more human intervention and very little free will involved in organised religion. Spirituality is all about the free will of the individual.  Religion is very much do what you are told to do, spirituality is about listening to your own spirit, your intuition, your inner voice and learning to disregard the clatter of the human world when you do.

I am definitely not anti-religion, I'm not really anti-anything. I am respectful of others beliefs and their own reality where their faith is concerned. This is just my view, something we are all entitled to have. To me religion is about doing, being seen to be doing and following the rules. Spirituality is quite simply about being.

A Place to Call Home

Sunday April 6, 2014

I was talking to a friend once about writing my book and I said to him but how can I prove it’s true? He said well it’s your reality so it may well not be true to some people. Deep. Very deep but a darned good point! So when I write I write about my own spiritual experiences, meditations and communications. The reason I am saying that is because I don’t profess to know everything I just write about what I do know and most of that comes from Arty and Co. Anyone who can communicate with spirit knows that sometimes it flows and sometimes it doesn’t and sometimes we have to translate ‘a feeling” to get the message.

Well that’s the preamble here’s the amble! It’s about spook space and what it is and why I believe we all have one and should find it, it is a place of peace and spiritual connection and unique to each of us.  I preface this with the knowledge that anything spiritual is not about a physical place, it’s about being. We can “be” happy but we can’t go to happy. We can “be” emotional but we can’t go to emotional. That I believe is the spiritual part of us; the intangible side that we and we alone can experience; our minds, our thoughts and our feelings. So when I talk about finding our spiritual space, I’m not talking about a place at all. I am talking about a reference point for us to start learning the ways of spook! This is actually an excellent meditation exercise and can be very revealing about who we really are.

As human beings it has become apparent through the ages that we need to relate all things spiritual back to the physical. God may be an energy that we can’t actually see, but we still have to create a vision of a middle aged man in a white robe. Angels may be a slightly different energy but we create white robed beings with wings and golden halos. Once we have created our physical reference point, that is exactly what we see when we see God or angels when we are within our spiritual self. It is what we NEED to see so we know what it is – if that makes sense. It’s the same principal when we see loved ones who have passed over. They have no body and no physical appearance but they create one that is familiar to us, so we know that particular energy is them.

So, what is our spook space? When I meditate I always “go into my room”. It is a place in my mind and my spiritual heart that I found by following my inner self. I wanted somewhere to be, a state of mind, where I could “sit” with Arty and talk with P. Meditating and being out there in the ether in a dimension I don’t understand was not a place I envisaged meeting with the spirits of those I love so much.

During my meditation one day I asked my spooks to show me “my” spook space. We all have a human space and we all have a spiritual space. I knew they would have to give it some kind of reference point so I could relate in the human. We mortals have to give everything spiritual a human reference point or a label to understand and connect with it. So off I drifted into a meditation asking Arty to take me where we would meet in future. I went through a small gate, up a stone pathway guarded by lawn and through some white gloss painted French doors. Inside was a room with an alcove to the left, where Mr Trumble my gatekeeper sat! As I was floating with the vision I was quite surprised (although now it seems totally logical) to see my gatekeeper there.  Of course, he was manning the door to my spook space! There was a fireplace but the fire wasn’t lit, a white couch that was fabric, a side table and another alcove the other side of the fireplace.

So this vision was created by me? By Arty and P? Who knows but what it did was give me “somewhere to go” when I need to be with Arty and P. Sometimes I have meditated into that room and seen others on the couch and sure enough there has been a message for me or for someone else.  I remember once I went into “my room” and saw a woman who had been murdered and it was all over the news. She told me what happened and sure enough it eventually came out that what she had told me was indeed the story of her death.

I have found it is my anchor and my link to the spiritual. We all have a spiritual self and I guess this kind of delineates the two beings that are me. I didn’t create the vision I waited to see what was given to me. I don’t have a favourite style of house or décor so it wasn’t something that I “imagined.” I taught one of my students to find their space and he said it was like a late 1800’s library and he would go there and speak to his Grandfather. He would say “I saw Grandad the other day in my room.”

So many of us try and see our loved ones in the physical world, in the human world. Trust me it is far easier the other way around. This is a meditation exercise so go on the journey and see where you live in spirit! I can't help thinking it is no accident that mine has space and land around it, my beloved dogs are usually there and it is light and airy. It is no secret that I prefer to read outside in natural light or darkness. I love the space, the trees, nature and animals and this is reflected in my room. What does your room say about you?

Monsters Mushrooms and Crusades

Wednesday April 2, 2014

There is a Chapter in my book "Don't Blame God" where I share some of the more random connections with spirit. It's not all seriousness and sombre predictions you know! Every spirit was once a person (not to be confused with an entity or an energy) and so they act like people most of the time when the come into the human space. It makes me crazy trying to explain to people that once you pass into the next life you don't automatically become a "whiter-than-white-sorry-for-everything-bad-I-did", sort! You are you until you move forward and if you regret what you did - You say sorry if you don't; you don't!

Having said that it is no secret to those who know me that I don't "close the door" to spirit. They are with me when they want to be, dropping in when they feel like it. Some days they are around me and the day is still rather ordinary. Arty may comment on my health (he was a doctor and is mad with me at the moment over something); P might comment on my fashion sense, as she has more than me and we both know it! Other times I get random visitors at the most inappropriate or inopportune times! People often ask me "Can you find so and so?" Or "Can you communicate with (eg) Da Vinci?" Well yes but it is up to them not me to connect. I'm not some all seeing all communicating Goddess I am just a phone waiting to ring. Here is one that made me laugh from a few years ago.....coincidentally for those who think I have finally lost it, there was someone else there (a human) when this happened and we had a good laugh about it!

Often I do wonder about historical events and people. Just wondering if we got it right. I am a bit of a buff for natural, geographic and social history. I remember my consternation at the need for Christopher Columbus to reveal his sexual orientation and that he was not exactly the master seaman history depicted him to be.  It's all in the book and was another impromptu spook visit! Maybe he just needed to get both matters off his chest and picked me to do it to. So I suppose I should not have been too surprised at the following out of the blue information from my spooks.

Half regarding a television program on the crusades between 1096 and 1292, of which there were about 9 in total from memory, there came a segment about the belief by the crusaders in monsters. A one eyed one legged Cyclops, a man with ears like elephant trunks and a flying bird that was so big it could swoop in and carry off cattle. During the narration of the program it was revealed that none of the crusaders had actually seen these monsters but the travelling people, nomads or gypsies if you like, HAD encountered these strange looking beasts in the forests. Coming out of the woods and through the thickets into the daylight the travelling vagabonds were always so panick stricken that they saw fit to warn the battle weary and battle ready of the potential for danger from the one eyed, one armed flying purple people eater; and the like!

Out of nowhere as I was watching the TV and at the same time doing something on my laptop, my head was filled with this horrible smell. I really felt nauseous but was also a little fixated on the grainy fuzzy vision before me in my spook space! As the spirit materialised it became obvious it was he who stank like a yak that had been marinated in another yak and then left out in the sun!  He appeared to be in front of me although I could clearly see the TV screen "through" him.   My "visitor" had a kind of thick yellowing film of clag-fur over his teeth, seemed to have made a head-hole in a folded blanket to wear like a dress and although his shoes kind of looked like shoes they also looked like they were tied to his feet with string. His hair was blondish and seemed to be in clumps. It looked like it was just sawn off at the ends with a knife, a mud caked coiffure. He was also sporting a leather or fabric braided neck 'thingy'.  He had a scar over his right eye and one of his earlobes was funny, like it had been partly cut off but was still there!  He grinned, ‘Magic mushrooms!”

I then got the entire story from the attending spook who said his name was Simon but he didn't look like a Simon he looked more like a filthy! It actually sounded like he said "Shimmon."  He proudly offered the reason the crusaders feared monsters they had never seen ; the soldiers were fed on meat and grain products prepared within their own camps and castle walls. The vagabonds and pedlars would travel the woods scrounging whatever they could to eat; including slightly toxic and very hallucinogenic mushrooms! As a result the itinerants would ‘see’ all sorts of wild and woolly things and when leaving the woods they would tell those they met along the way about the fearful and strange monsters lurking in the trees. The truth was the monsters were lurking only in the peddlars imagination!

Thanks spooks, another one of histories’ mysteries solved and certainly one of the funniest I have had! 

Why Aren't I a Medium?

Tuesday March 18, 2014

I recently asked on my facebook page what's your connection to spirit? How do you connect? Do you see? Feel? Hear? The response was overwhelmingly 'a feeling' which tells me that most people who are on my page are normal human beings with the normal connection to spirit. Yes, we all have it and it comes into play at different times in our lives. We are ALL mediumistic, we all have the same basic connection to spirit simply because we all have one! A spirit that is!

So WHY aren't we all mediums? Well truth is we are but human biology steps in for some of us and causes a few problems. We have already found out that research indicates severe and even more so, long term trauma changes the electrochemistry of the brain (in very crude and simple terms the 'frequency" of our brain waves). This actually seems to make connections with spirit easier but I ahve yet to understand why. I do know it is essentially our physical self that interferes with our spiritual self development. No big news there really. 

So how do we better prepare our physical self to connect with spirit in a stronger more purposeful way? Well I believe one of the first things we have to change is the energy we create around us and the energy we decide to take on as our own. Good intent equals good energy. That's not to say we all have to be maniacally happy all the time because sometimes life throws a curve ball at us and we just can't find it in us to be happy. Having said that we can still be good and true to ourselves and others. It's true you don't need to be a saint to be a medium, some people are mediums and they are hideous people; as is the case in ALL walks of life. They are lucky because their overall physical brain chemistry is right in order to activate the spiritual part of the mind. Our mind is our connection with spirit.

Meditation and calmness. None of us can have a sensible conversation if there is chaos going on around us and neither can spook! Learn to calm your mind. Start with three minutes a day, sitting still and clearing your mind. It's hard it takes practice and even these days I find it hard sometimes. Increase it until you can zone out for an hour. 

I also believe you have to want it without ego. Having a "live" connection to spirit keeps you honest because you know someone is always there and knows what you are thinking, feeling and doing. Use that, it's your conscience and your conscience IS your guide. If you can feel, learn to go with the feelings. Don't wait and second guess them! Don't "What if .." when you feel you should because then you are ignoring spirit and shutting them out. Don't ask them to help and then slam the door in their face!

There is a Simon and Garfunkle song, "Feeling Groovy" and a couple of the lines are; slow down you move too fast, you got to make the moment last.." This is very important to strengthen your spiritual connection. Live in the moment and don't expect it all to happen at once. Your spiritual connection is a process of the evolution of you. If you want to develop it there has to be human changes but also spirit will decide when and if you are ready. It's not your decision, it's theirs. Didn't your Mother ever tell you "I want doesn't get!"

The other thing which slows many in their mediumistic development is fear. We WANT to see and hear but jump out of our skin if we do! I remember seeing my partner after he had passed away, standing at the end of my bed. My instinct at that moment was to run toward this apparition and hug him tight. I realised that day I was no longer scared and had accepted spirit as part of my life. My every day life.

Once you get yourself into a human space where spirit is easily able to connect you, it will flow. In fits and starts at first. It took me over 40 years to be confident enough to read and even now I get nervous but my spooks have never let me down. 

So, unless you are a natural with the perfect brain waves through biological circumstance you have to be in a state of mind, frame of mind and at a place in your life where you can make yourself the perfect conduit. Many of us have waking dreams and early morning visits from spirit. Why is that so? Because at that stage of semi consciousness our mind is not thinking of making money, getting the better of someone else or wagging a day of work. We are a human vessel with an open spiritual portal without the conflicts and issues of the human day. It is almost a state of purity of mind. A calmness that allows the afterlife in because there is nothing human in there.

Once you have recognised and made spirit a part of your life and reinforced this by thought and deed you will find it easier and easier to connect and then it will be with less effort as your spiritual door will have been opened.

I hope this makes sense. I'm not saying be a saint, but shrug off the unimportant things in life; declutter your mind of negativity and allow strength and positivity in and you too will find you are never alone and help is always there when you need it.

Lawyers, Doctors and Spooks!

Thursday March 13, 2013

I had an interesting day today which was an excellent representation of how the spiritual and the material have started meshing...it's even a little bit funny! I have obviously changed or deleted the names of the medical practitioners and some of the details (nature of complaint and locations etc) to be respectful. The reason I went to the doctor in the first place was because P woke me in the night and screamed at me that we were running out of time and I had to see a doctor. For one reason and another her warning was valid, but I didn't know that I just knew that if she was prepared to make that level of effort to be seen and heard I owed it to her to take notice.

First stop after GP was a specialist and it was decided this should be before I fly again. My GP who I have to say is rather humourless (not like my fablious GP in Perth who I miss big time!) had written some kind of note on my file about "seeing dead people, but no sign of schizophrenia or other underlying mental illlness!" Ha! Another one fooled I proclaimed to the voices in my head! The specialist shined a light in my eyes;

• Dr:    (Sort of casually) "There is a note on your file that you talk with dead people"
• Me:   "Can you see any in there?"
• Dr:    "What now?"
• Me:   "Yes! Well don't most medics think they are all in my head!? So are they in there?"
• Dr:    "Funny as well? (Steps back and leans on his desk and has a little chuckle).
• Me:  "You probably woke them up when you turned the light on. The voices in my head I mean. They will  probably tell me to go buy hundreds of dollars worth of chocolate now because you upset them!"
• Dr:    "You are lucky I'm not a psychiatrist you know that don't you? (Laughs) I  Do you need painkillers?  Specialist sits down and starts writing something in my file
• Me:   "No thanks I am pretty good without them.
• Dr:   (doesn't look up) "So is it a blessing or a curse this dead people thing of yours?
• Me:   "A bit of both I think. I would love to know why and how though. What do you as a specialist (deleted specialty) think? 
• Dr:   If you had asked me that when I was at university or even doing my residency I probably would have told you it was impossible but I'm not so sure these days. You can't ignore some of the stories you hear from people. Even people who don't know each other have similar stories sometimes and it makes you wonder. I am scientist though. I couldn't and wouldn't practice based on something like that, it's interesting though but still too much of a mixture of religion and science to be taken seriously in my profession. (rips off a piece of paper and hands it across his desk). I do think in many years to come it might actually get some research funding though we can't just leave it alone. (smiles).
• Me:  Cheers, I'll just make an appointment after I have had this done and come back and see you and the guy standing behind you when it's done. He really thought your little brother was going to be the doctor not you you know.
• Dr:   You win, probably my Father. Good Bye Ms Shankland, and thank you.I look forward to talking to you again.

Ok well this one is a bit of a cheat as my lawyer is also a friend. I spent some years working in law and accounting so I have a bit of knowse going on about this one. We did the skype thing and after we had finished the social stuff;

• LLB: Anyway what's up?
• Me:    Nothing really I just wanted a general talk with you about .. (subject deleted)
• LLB:  That's really interesting there has been a lot about that in recent years but the short answer is yes. It's tricky and can be argued but I don't think successfully, I'll give you some case law to read.
• Me:     Cheers , thanks for that reckon I owe you about six bucks we were that quick!
• LLB:   I'll swap it for six bucks of your time\
• Me:    Sure! What's up?
• LLB:  Well I can't actually tell you that's breaching client confidentiality.
• Me:   Oooh like Alison Dubois you want me to help you catch the bad guy?
• LLB:  Idiot! I don't do criminal (insert girlfriend types jokes here!) but sort of.
• Me:   Well I can't give you anything if I don't know what you want. Wait have this....Arty says "bank statements from a really huge guy, I don't mean tall and broad I mean overweight. You've missed something about his involvement in something." He signed something and he didn't have the authority to but it was acted upon. His own signature though not a forgery.."
• LLB:   Crap that actually makes sense, sort of.
• Me:     That will be twelve bucks. Six for me and six for Arty. We charge in units of ten seconds (big laugh cos I thought it was funny anyway!)
• LLB:   I think Alison Dubois was thinner and prettier than you. Just sayin. She probably still is.
• Me:  You owe me lunch!

Ok so both conversations are considerably pared down but my point here is that my spooks and spirit in general are part of my every day life and serve a purpose. As well as being amusing they look after me, help my friends and are really as involved in my life as much as anyone in my life who isn't on the other side. Maybe this is just a little peek into the real reason we are really discovering the full extent of life and life after life?