Our interactions with people can be our greatest teachers. And yesterday I was taught a big lesson. I'd taken myself off to a cafe to treat myself to some sacred 'me time' with a muffin, tea and a book. I sat on a high table which permitted me a clear view of other patrons in … Continue reading A Lesson From Pushy Patrons
Last night in meditation I was bestowed a missing link I'd been overlooking in my healing journey to self love. The setting was a tranquil lagoon in which I was guided to witness something significant from my recent past. As I gazed down into the water I saw myself rising upward. Yep me, appearing exactly as I do … Continue reading The night I met me.
How do we forget so easily a love that is for us? We remember what we need to do and say and be and get. Yet loving us seems too far fetched, or hard or something bad. But it isn't til we've gone astray and become desperate in our days, that love finds our heart decayed … Continue reading Something gone astray
The gifts the Earth parades for us, fall silently far from sight. All that ails, she's there to cure, as she begs to ease the minds of many. Yet we push and pull and complain away, and miss the show, the majestic dance, of wind and rain and water spirits, each beckoning our pain away. The over identified persona … Continue reading The Gift Awaits Us.
I know I know, we're not supposed to talk about it. It's scary or morbid or whatever. But I like to talk about it and I like to think about it too. And no, I don't think I'm morbid. I find it fascinating to imagine that one day I'll be gone and the world will continue on. … Continue reading Are you afraid of death?
Has the question ever crossed your mind? It crosses my mind all the time, and I often wonder how we can go about our day as though everything normal when this question is still unanswered. What's the point if we don't know what the point is? How can we get up each day and go to work, pay … Continue reading Why Are We Here?
All will come through the art of not-trying. I scrambled for my pen, as my eyes opened from meditation. It is the unwinding of all the wound up parts of yourselves and your lives. It seemed the messages coming through were for more than just me. I wondered whom or what I'd connected into... And what if … Continue reading Channelled Wisdom, but from what Source?
Seriously, that question has done my head in for most of my life. And it wasn't until a couple of years ago that I started to question the whole idea as just that - an idea. I'd always assumed it was a fact - that each of us have a life's purpose and when we … Continue reading What’s your life purpose?
When I see news about Trump, what I actually see is people using him to divide themselves from other human beings - and acting as though it's him doing it and not them. I see people using his name to abuse other people, and to be mean, heartless and disconnected, and all the while feeling justified in … Continue reading What I see in the word Trump.