Monday, September 12, 2011

Technology in the age of incompetence?

Let me rant for a moment ...

Thanks to a 'donate' button on my website (which I have now changed to one more suitable - even though they don't have one on the merchant site and no instructions on how to create anything similar), a certain merchant program, world-wide, decided I was a charity and asked me to provide my registration certificates .. and various other documents .. to prove I was me, and a charity. Since I never registered with that merchant program as a charity to start with, and only used their donate button button so that people could decide how much of a gift they wanted to give me, once in a while, for all the work I do around the world solving paranormal programs .. I took their message for spam to start with, and ignored it. The third time it arrived I checked my account, and low and behold, it was 'limited'. People can pay in, but I can't get the money, and this is after having the button on my site for a few years now?

Sigh .. one of their requests was for a birth certificate .. the other was for utility bills to prove I live where I do. Well, guys, I don't pay utilities on this property. The bills are in my partner's name because he's been here far longer than me, or the owner of the house's name, who has owned it longer again. And then I was thinking .. how would my birth certificate prove who I was now and where I live? It has neither my (ex) married name, which I use for legal documentation, nor does it have this address, and I wasn't even born in Victoria!

So I sent the merchant company as many of the documents I could, not including the birth certificate, because I do not have a copy, and a few others to try and help (two of which have my legal name, address and date of birth and are government documents), and I am still waiting for them to get back to me. It's been three weeks now, since this muddle started, and I am still getting 'please send us your documents' emails from them two or three times a week? Why? Did they forget to click off the button that says 'she has already done this'? And some emails seem to be addressed by to my legal name and some to my business name .. have they got me in two files now? So I rang them today .. and it seems I'm still registered as a charity with them, although the first man I spoke to three weeks ago was supposed to have changed that bit of nonsense back then, at the time.

Is it any wonder I lost my temper .. but not with the lady on the phone, trying to communicate through a very faulty 'connection' .. that I think goes to America?

Love & Peace

Saturday, September 10, 2011

How can blackmail be part of a spiritual group?

The other day my daughter and I went to visit a training group for mediums here in the hills around Melbourne. I had met the trainer through the local spiritualist church, where s/he had done a very good 'reading' for me .. or talked to a 'spirit' that was supposed to be 'with' me, and 'had been for some time'. Given that I can see ghosts and spirits just fine, I was slightly bemused at this new one, but thought I might possibly know who the lady was .. and I do love being told I am intelligent (so said the lady). Well, I wondered if this person's group might be an interesting place to learn new skills from, and suggested to my daughter she might like to check them out as well. I have since apologised to her.

So up the hill we drove, and parked, and went inside, to be greeted with friendly smiles by the two people there. One was the trainer, the other one of her/his students. I'd seen the student at the church on sunday as well. We gave our first names .. and then the comments started .. not questions like 'who are you and what do you do?', no, my first was 'what is your history with spiritism' or 'spiritual churches'? Well, my history is brief, since I've only been to a few, so I explained them, and then the trainer demanded to know how hard s/he could 'push me'? S/he'd put me "on the stage straight away" to do a reading. Push me? Being me I said 'as hard as you like', but as I wasn't signing on as part of his/her team I thought the question inappropriate for newcomer to a group, but I said 'no' to the stage performance - I had only come to observe .. and the conversation got lost in the arrival of a few more people. Sitting down there were about 15 of us, in rows of 5 or so chairs facing the podium in a very small, stuffy, room.

It was not going to be the usual 'chairs in a circle' this week, I guessed from a comment, it was because we had so many people. No, it was two 'readers' on the stage and the rest of us watching. And the readers were picked from the 'audience' and went up quite willingly, because they were not new to the group.

I won't comment on the readings because its not appropriate to the problem .. that came later .. so let's skip to after lunch.

After daughter and I came back from the local 7/11, munching on the way, we wandered back inside and I slipped away to the lady's room. When I returned a few minutes later, my daughter was sitting on a chair with her back to the corner of the room, with the trainer sitting in front of her, effectively boxing her in. Let's shorten 15 minutes of haranging, and only say s/he was demanding that she join his\her group .. because s/he was the only person to train her for her/his ARMY of mediums. Army? Yes, it seems we will need an army of mediums in the future, to rejoin everyone to Spirit. The problems really only started when she said 'no' .. up until then it had only been mild nagging, then it turned into stronger nagging, then it turned into emotional blackmail .. she HAD to do it her/his way for the future of humanity.

My daughter is a very old, very wise, soul even in her mid twenties .. and she recognises emotional blackmail for what it is, and calls it as she sees it. She explained to older person (late sixties) that s/he was coming from a place of ego (the person then tried to define why ego was important in ways that left both of us very puzzled - seems you divide it into 4 parts, but were are only 3 bits of it explained, 2 of which were the same, and there's a vacancy for the 4th??). The trainer didn't like being told what to do by a 'child', or what s/he was doing, and had proved a number of times over the conversation, that s/he certainly wasn't listening to one word my daughter, and then me, when I joined in the conversation about half way through after listening from one side, was saying .. no, the trainer had expected me to support him/her .. not a chance in hell .. I don't like bullies, and s/he was being a bully.

And so lunch ended and the group was being called back together for the second half of the gathering, by a bell being rung. Bells are good for energy of a site, I use them myself, to dispel negativity .. good idea in this case. And daughter and I left. We shall not be returning.

When I had rung up and asked questions of that group I had been told the leader 'did things differently'. The person I spoke to was right, s/he was definitely different. I don't believe that blackmail and bullying is a good way to gather members of the group - nor is feeding the egos of people who obviously are not good readers .. going by other members of her/his group that I have seen in the spiritual churches I have visited. You either 'can' do this work, or you 'can't', and no amount of hit and miss proves that the dead can still speak to us. Guess work is guess work by any estimation.

Perhaps some people need to be bullied into the work? But not us. We are already among the called.

Love & Peace

Thursday, September 1, 2011

What is your mental age?

Today is obviously not a day for writing, since my daughter asked me to write an article about a definition of 'mental age' .. but I can't get into it .. for the child in me wants to chill out and play silly games instead. LOL But I'll give you a brief description, and let you take it from there ...

How does one define the mental age of a person? Defining the physical age is easy enough, most people measure it year by year, although I'm told the asian countries count a child as one year old when it is born, while western countries count it as one, one year after it is born.

What then is 'mental age'? Surely a person has the same mental age as their years since birth .. but no, many of them don't - just look at their behaviour, if nothing else. It all seems to come down to emotional maturity? Just how old is that person you are having that discussion with? Not how intelligent, (e.g. a gifted child of six can have a mental (coping) age of only three years, and many of the world's most brilliant scientists and great thinkers could not cope in social situations and would have temper tantrums), but how do they cope with life's challenges, and when people question their opinions or judgments? Or are you the one who might need to 'grow up' and deal with life differently? I know I have my moments. :-)

Oh dear, sometimes I can be incredibly 'childish'. It's ok to be child-like, but to call someone childish is an insult .. or a fact. So our mental age seems to be defined by our emotional maturity, but what does that mean?

Here is a good definition of emotional maturity -

And here's a bit of fun to see how 'old' you are?

I am quite old it seems LOL

Love & Peace

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Fundamentalist Christians

Let me be quite specific ..

I have no issue with what you as a person believe. I only make it an issue when you are rude to me, inform me I am wrong for broad reasons, and from badly translated copies of your personal Bible.

Don't tell me I am going to hell just because I argue with your interpretation of the Bible. If you want to have a discussion, be prepared to state Chapter and Verse, because I'll be checking it up, taking it back to the original languages, and questioning 'why' you think what you do. And I would expect you to do the same to me (but you don't?) So think it through!

And don't come onto a site where I am talking paranormal subjects with other people, and butt in and expect a friendly welcome. We have heard it ALL before, and most of us don't need to hear it ever again. And let me remind you, your Bible says you should not associate with people like me - so what are you doing on a site that defies the teachings of your Bible? We are not looking for missionaries. We do not need to be saved, and often, some of the people with me there do not even WANT to be saved .. by the God who hates instead of loving, who judges and torments, and finds us all wanting.

In that case I would have to question your judgment. Why love a being you fear? Isn't that what hostages come to do to their captors, and don't we see it as a mental illness, something they have to be cured of?

I am not the cure. I make no claim to knowing everything, or anything, about God, but I speak from my experiences, from the knowledge I have gained over the years through my readings in the theological field, anthropology, mythology, christianity and metaphysics.

You will not convert me to your way of thinking by throwing the Bible at me. For one, respect your books! For another, I will pick it up and throw it right back at you! And if you can't catch .. duck! LOL

And we love you .. says a quiet voice in my head. God loves you, all of you, so much. How could you possibly doubt that? Only 144,000 people are supposed to be able to go to heaven. Are we all so sinful that there are only 144,000 good people on the planet right now? Or was it the number of recognised Christians at the time the Revelation was written? What does logic say? I am frightened to think that there could be so few.

Love & Peace

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Called to Serve - Part 3

This blog is posted to answer questions from a comment by Arch on Part 2. Since Blogger would not allow me to post a comment after his, and I could not work out why!

His Question:

Is calling an internal or an external thing? Meaning do you regard it as something God asks of you, or is it something you choose to do? I guess the two are not exclusive, but I'm wondering if you have a different name for something God asks of you and something you feel compelled to do?

My answer:

Hi Arch,

The calling I feel in my heart, and 'know' in my soul, is a very internal reaction. It is based in calmness, peace and healing (though, having ego, I might not always react that way). All of us were created through the energy of love and curiosity. In other words, we appear to mirror our creator. Given the right circumstances, humans are capable of incredible Love; and when we are of a balanced mind and emotions, we become incredibly creative .. in a million different ways.

Created from love, we express love (give out the vibes/energy) when we are happy and satisfied, and the opposite when we are not. When we 'live' our calling, we share that love with the world in many forms, some more obvious than others. If you are Christian you might call it God's love; the Wiccans see the Goddess' love .. and then there is the 'wisdom' of Buddha or Confuscius, each of whom taught love in different ways. Here, then, is a very stong central theme .. Love.

A calling is something that satisfies our internal need to give love through external action. A person called to serve God might do so by praying all their waking hours. The act of praying answers an internal need, the external action might answer someone else's need to believe that people are capable of sacrificing their lives in prayer for others, or some other way, although they might also think them completely nuts. The Love the praying person is expressing through their prayers may change the foundations of the world, or a grieving person's heart .. and we might never know it, and nor might the person praying .. but change happens anyway. Remember the comment about the butterfly.

We were created with the gift of free will. We have the right to say no, and to control our own destinys, so I do not believe that God has asked me to do anything except be myself. I try to serve humanity in the capacity I was created to achieve. I know this from the peace it gives my soul. It is my choice to listen to the 'still quiet voice' that sometimes says 'write this' and sometimes says 'Ama, sit on your hands' (in other words, reconsider that paragraph or thought LOL). I follow because I want to, I am never 'compelled'.

In my opinion, a person may define God as anything they like, as long as they are at peace with their decision. My son says he is a Jedi .. that's fine with me.

May the force be with you,
Love & Peace

Monday, July 25, 2011

Called to Serve - Part 2

Continuing on my theme of what it means to be 'called' ...

What is a calling? You could describe it as a voice in your heart that asks you to do something with total focus and dedication. It is something you feel you are born to do. The example in the online dictionary was "Samantha felt 'called' to be a doctor", or you could want to be a dentist or a car mechanic. For a Christian it can be a 'calling' to follow Christ. For an athiest it could be the exact opposite, a great desire to prove that there is no intelligent awareness in the universe? I think, sometimes, the problem with a 'calling' is the intensity in which it governs your life.

As a child I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child, and yet I grew up 'knowing' I would follow God, and Christ, and help people with paranormal problems, and demonic ones. What a thing for a child of five to have to think about - particularly as it defied the teachings of the church that I went to. And then there were the thoughts and memories in my mind, of other lives, and other times, when I had done the same sort of work - and so my 'lessons' were more like memories than any formal teaching, and my teachers were angels, as well as people in the street. So the 'child' never really felt like a child, but very old, and was never sure she knew 'enough'. And yet I served, from the age of seventeen, and people, old and young, would come to me and talk and ask questions, and I generally had an answer that satisfied their need - and I bless the angels for that gift, and thank God for the angels.

To serve, or be of service, means that you must help people to find your own peace of mind. Pretending that you don't have to provides no satisfaction, nor relief. You cannot turn your back on the need to serve, anymore than you can turn your back on the desire to following your calling. People who do can become small, mean and shallow.

Following your calling means giving your heart to humanity in some cases, or to animal welfare, if that is where your calling lies. It means knowing the inside of a car upside and backwards, for a true mechanic, or being able to read the soul of a tree for those called to serve nature. It's more than an ordinary knowledge of your subject, its an indepth understanding of how the world works .. in relation to where you serve.

When you find your true purpose you 'know' it in your heart. You find a peace there that can be found in no other place, and when you do good for others, it touches the whole world .. not just the two of you .. but the love created by peace of mind ripples out into the ether, sparking other moments of enlightenment and helping others find their true hearts as well. Remember the old chinese saying 'a butterfly flapping its wings in China can cause hurricanes in the pacific' (or words to that effect), it applies here because one deed of goodness leads to another, and another .. snowballing ... and another saying, before I sign off. "It only takes a moment to make a difference."

And last of all, one of my favourites, for which we can thank Gandhi .. "be the changes you want to see in the world".

Ok .. so follow your heart and BE them.

Love & Peace

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Called to Serve - Part 1

My daughter is blogging at present. It's a pure joy to see the wisdom she has, although she is only in her twenties .. and me at her age .. well, she's a lot more grown up than I was. I was still a child then, with children, she being the youngest, and her older brother. A child raising children .. but isn't that the way?

Thinking of the actions of children led me to remember my favourite chapter in 1 Corinthians, number 13. It tells us what love is, and what it's not, and then says

"When I was a child,

I spoke like a child,

I thought like a child,

I reasoned like a child;

when I became an adult,

I put an end to childish ways.

For now we see in a mirror, dimly,

but then we will see face to face."

Face to face - so many people are seeking what they 'are supposed to do' in this lifetime. So few of them think they find their true calling, or even recognise it when it is staring them in the face. They are so busy looking for 'grand adventures', but sometimes God simply wants them to do small things often, in kind and gentle ways.

When I was seeking I already knew my 'calling', but I was frightened to confront the reality of it, in a society that looked down upon people who were 'different', and I am very different ... though I can laugh about it now. I wanted to be like other people, not see things that others didn't, or know things they didn't, or have experiences that would frighten the hell out of most of them, but to me became part of the 'norm'. Or part of the normal. Because I wanted to be normal.

What I had lost in all that 'wanting' was that I had never been what I wanted. Being normal was not something I could go 'back' to, since it had never been there. What I was confronting was accepting that some of us are 'called to serve' in different ways, and that we have to ignore society's norms to help people who are caught up in things 'they cannot understand'. So whatever you are called to do, if it sits well in your heart, and makes you happy, then do it.

"Sits well in your heart" does not mean 'feeds your ego'. We should not glory in harming others, but in being of service to each person we meet, because this service is what is lacking in society now, so focused as we now are on 'serving' ourselves.

The ego is a child demanding attention. A frightened, lonely child who is only 'happy' when the being it governs obeys its commands, stays 'safe' and doesn't venture out of the appropriate behavours that make the ego feel protected. This is the child who spoke, thought and reasoned .. but when did we stop growing up?

Now that I am an adult I put an end to childish ways - or did I? I admit there are moments when I am hurt that I can act in childish ways. Hurt my feelings and I will 'turn the other cheek', but eventually even I run out of cheeks, and then I will say 'no more' in various ways. Sometimes simply by no longer talking to the person that has hurt me. In that way I do the least amount of harm, and I am here to do exactly that. Let me do no harm.

Every person on this planet was created to serve God (call it Spirit or Allah, or any other name that you think appropriate). Ignoring this knowledge is not going to benefit anyone. Oh, I know there are plenty of people who think God doesn't exist, and that's fine, as long as they are doing good, taking care of themselves and other people, I don't see a God in a fiery chariot coming down to smite them, just to prove s/he exists. Nor, for that matter, does 'God' smite those who do wrong .. regardless of what people are actually expecting. Sometimes I think we would all learn to be better adults if s/he did smite a few of us once in a while. But that is just an observation, and I, like the rest of humanity, know I deserve a smite or two.

Did you realise that being kind to other people was serving God? Think of it this way, there is a part of God (Holy Spirit .. or just plain Spirit) inside every person. An act of kindness to another is a way of showing love to that person, and to God. Pretty simple. God's ways are simple, clear and precise .. if what you are learning isn't, you'll know a human got to the information and complicated it. We are good at that!

My daughter asked me to write about being 'called to serve'. This is what came of the request. Expect more in part 2, but not today. LOL

Love & Peace

Monday, May 9, 2011


There's a large part of me that does not like conflict in any way, and would rather walk out of a difficult situation, rather than hanging around, stating my case, and making it worse .. which is what would have happened if I had not left the building early on Saturday afternoon just recently.

Where were we .. we, being myself, my grown daughter and a couple who are good friends. We decided to go to a Trance Channelling session at one of the spiritualist groups here in Melbourne. My previous experience with this has been varied. One session I went to, many years ago, was incredibly beautiful. Quan Yin came through the lady channeller and gave many people in the room relevant messages, clear information and help. If I had been braver, and owned up to thinking I might be the Quill Pen she was asking for, I might have had a message too, but it was long before I knew my role in this lifetime, and I was not sure .. so I booked a reading with channeller afterwards, but the only person who 'came through' then was a lost soul (yes, I could recognise them even then) from the very recent Turkish earthquake who demanded I 'rewrite the Koran', something I know (and knew) next to nothing about, so there was no way I was going to follow those orders.

Another session was completely different. I invited myself to it out of curiousity. I think it must have been the first time I would see a channeller at work. So I asked nicely, through a friend of the channeller, and the lady seemed quite happy for me to join her small, select, group .. until I got there and was seated. You see, I made a mistake. I told the 'entity' beforehand that if it wasn't in the Light I would know and kick its ass into healing. So when the channelling lady saw me she looked uncomfortable, checked with her 'guide' and informed the group that the 'unbeliever' had to leave or the 'guide' would not be appearing that afternoon. Hmm.. me being the only newcomer in the room, you can guess whom everyone looked at .. and so I got up and left. Later I checked and it seemed the 'guide' didn't appear that afternoon anyway .. right. It was of the White Feather, or Yellow Eagle .. or something american indian variety, and I had gone in with an open mind and no desire to cause trouble ...

... which is the same state of mind I was in when daughter and I rocked up in the city to sit in with this lady, who, by a quick search on the internet, seemed very busy among the various spiritual churches, but had no webpages to tell us about her. No problem. We are not all computer literate.

So the four of us gathered downstairs, got told we could go upstairs 'now' and went up and were the first people there. I admit the energy of the space was not particularly nice, which affected the lady in the 'couple' more than it did me. I have walked into nastier energy and tend to ignore it until I feel like something has to be done. Well, once it was mentioned I cleared the building, and cleared it again. Accumulated negativity occasionally takes some work .. and it felt ok to me afterwards - so I made sure my friends and daughter were shielded as other people came into the room. It was set up for about 30 and in the end there were perhaps 12 of us?

I will cut a long story short and just tell you the puzzling bits. The lady channeller came into the room, walking straight through where we were (nearly all, 3 or 4 came late) sitting. She did not introduce herself, just sat in her chair facing us with her eyes closed (didn't even look around the room) and starting doing some deep breathing and twitching, which I assumed was her way of preparing to go into a trance. Eventually a very soft voice came through, again not introducing itself, and it then told us, to raise the vibrations in the room it was going to give us a brief talk .. all the time getting louder and louder. In the end the channeller was straining her throat and coughing repeatedly, without being allowed to drink water, which was in a glass beside her, because it might disrupt the energy of the entity???? Hmmm??? Whatever - having channelled Gabriel (archangel) and a few other entities myself, drinking water was never a problem, but .. each to their own way of doing things.

So who was this strange creature and what was the message - basically it was convoluted, confusing, non-sensical and some of it was completely untrue. Now that's being blunt. After a talk that went around in circles, up mountains and down valleys, without actually getting to any point, she then said we could ask questions .. but only if we 'talked very quietly' (said the man running the show). The problem was that the lady channeller was obviously deaf and misunderstood the questions .. but hang on now .. wasn't it the entity answering the questions, and where exactly was it, that it couldn't clearly hear what was being said .. or for that matter, SEE anyone in the room. It proved that by asking twice if one questioner had understood the answer (she nodded .. it had been her third attempt to get a straight answer to a simple question, and she just finally gave up completely). Well, the entity asked if she understand, again, and the man running the show answered that the lady had nodded .... and we moved on.

Before that another lady, desperate for an answer, got some convoluted nonsense as an answer and left in disgust. I am kicking myself over that one, because I should have gone after her. I knew the answer she was looking for, but by the time I abandoned the channeller and went downstairs for a break she had left. I am sorry.

My daughter asked a question (which I had given her, based on something the entity had said) and was given an answer that was only vaguely related to the question itself. She had to ask it three times in a row, before the channeller appeared to 'hear' it. 'What happens after you die?' .. the answer told us what happens to the body before you die, but non-specifically - and that the silver cord snaps. I did a quick search on the internet, knowing full well that the cord 'dissolves', and yes, it seems some people do believe it snaps. That's one heck of a jerk in a very gentle experience. It can snap due to accidents, not suicide, but it throws the spirit into shock and they can often end up as lost souls because of it .. so why was the entity teaching something like that .. it seems it had a big issue with suicide - that was what the original lecture had been about .. don't commit suicide. I couldn't agree more, such a waste of a lifetime, but please, next time, don't try and explain things in such a complicated manner.

Somewhere, just before I went downstairs, the man suggested to the entity that everyone needed a break, and everyone in the room decided they did too (we all shuffled and got ready to get up) .. only the entity was having too much fun and refused to co-operate .. so I admit to going downstairs, where I promptly lost my temper, made a few polite comments to the staff waiting to make coffee etc for everyone, and then I went back upstairs, waited until my friend had got her answer, and then begged the entity to allow everyone to have a break. I used my almost recent operation as an excuse, flattered the 'spirit', saying I would love to hear more, and finally it agreed to give up the channelling and let us all go.

I know what I have forgotten. Early in the middle of all those strange statements, half truths and such-like the entity said, and/or inferred, that it wasn't human and had never been human. It had never lived on planet earth .. it then contradicted itself at the end and inferred it was human. At the beginning it spoke of everyone being individuals, in spirit .. and then, when asked 'who it was' by a young lady at the very end, told us that when you are in-spirit you are 'all one' and so it didn't matter who the entity was because it wasn't that anymore, inferring that it had had human lifetimes. And yet, it had never been human, nor lived on earth?

What is wrong with this scenario.

1) the entity (I refuse to call it a spirit) had no respect for the lady channeller, forcing her throat to overwork and causing her to cough a number of times before she told it back off a bit
2) it refused to say who it was, or even who it 'had been' (when I asked it after the other lady)
3) it had never been human, then contradicted that and inferred it had had human live times
4) the information it gave was confusing, contradictory, convoluted and complicated .. Spirit works on the KISS principle when it teaches .. keep it simple, silly.
5) it never answered a straight question with a straight answer .. why use 4000 words when 3 would do
6) it appeared not to be able to hear what people were saying, even though we were told to be quiet to not disrupt the energy of the channeller's connection
7) it could not see anyone in the room .. the channeller's eyes were closed, but if it was actually in the room with us it would have been able to see everyone .. unless it was, of course, blind .. but blindness is a human condition, not a spiritual one.

So who was the entity? I have my suspicions, having seen the same dark blue aura around another spiritualist lady channelling in her church not far from my house. She also talked this base-level, convoluted nonsense that says nothing in a great big circle. At the very least it was a very young soul who enjoyed the audience's energy, as it was busy draining us dry, or trying to, and thrived on the sound of its own voice.

I would be interested in other people's experiences with trance mediums. I intend to start investigating all the spiritual churces I can reach easily around here .. and there are lots. I want to know the level of their teaching. I would think, in a 'society' that has been around since the 1800's, they would be way past the 101 (first class, first day, of a university course) level of our learning. It's not hard to step up. You just have to be prepared to learn to love and forgive.

Love & Peace,

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Hello again

Hello everyone,

(if you read both my blog sites you might be having a deja vu moment .. this is the same post for today as the Sacred Gates site .. so ... no need to read it again.)

It seems rather appropriate to say hello again, after being away so long .. and where have I been? I've been on a long and complicated journey through bowel cancer and kidney stones .. they happened within 2 weeks of each other, so that I couldn't separate the pain of the operation for the 'removal of the site of the polyp - just in case' from the stones that were stirred up by filling me to bloating point with saline (some 6 bags full), which some bright spark decided would be a good idea a couple of days after the operation.

We shall draw a veil over the first hospital experience, and instead commend the nurses, and doctors, at the second hospital called Casey, where I was admitted for the procedure to remove the kidney stones .. all 8 of the stones were 'made of a substance we do not recognise, so we've sent them away for testing'. They've never told me what they were, but right now I don't care. I am just very relieved the whole experience is over and I am well on the mend, to the point of gardening again, and carrying clothes baskets down to the line to hang the washing out.

So hello! I've learned a lot about myself since the couple of weeks before the operation on the 3rd March. I've learned some good things, and some not so good. I've learned what I fear, not cancer, not death or dying, no, my strongest fear was that the pain would never stop. Hmm .. turns out I'm a bit of a control freak .. an undercover one. LOL I chose one heck of a way to learn it for certain. I am laughing at myself now.

Hello, hello .. the radio is back on. And I'm back at 'work', in a spiritual sense. Seems I'm going to be starting a 'church' .. well, a something anyway. The word church is synonymous with people running away in fright. I want them to run towards God/Spirit, not away. The Love is there. We only have to reach out and touch it ...

Love & Joy,

Monday, January 31, 2011

Hello Hello ...

.. what does that remind you of? The mad bunch in the comedy on tv where Rene pretends to chase the girls, and his wife pretends not to know? Or is the song I keep singing in my head -

Hello, hello, turn your radio on ... is there anybody out there, help me sing my song ... by Shakespear's Sister.

Ok, its a really odd song, but in a way its very appropriate too. Life is very strange, people do have their priorities confused, and we have woken up to a brand new world .. or so some people say. From here in Nar Nar Goon it looks pretty much the same to me?? Perhaps I'm in the daze? The tune is good.

I am not really in a soapbox mood today. I'm even vaguely enjoying the 36C windy weather, from here inside my airconditioned house. I'm loving the clouds rolling in! They (the PTB's) promise rain tomorrow afternoon. I hope so for now.

So let's get back to 'hello, hello' ..

What's the first thing you think of .. hmm.. policeman .. Pirates of Penzance perhaps .. another lot of wonderful music. Hmm.. my mind is rambling at the moment. I wonder why?

How do you hear your guides? Ah .. trick question. Do you even listen? Another doozy. When was the last time you acted on your gut feeling about something, or the 'sense' that you had to do something, or be somewhere, and it was very important that you followed through? When was the last time you trusted yourself, paid attention to your heart instead of your head - your emotions instead of your logical mind? And just how much trouble did you get yourself? Hopefully none at all. Sometimes it happens, but mostly when we follow intuition things turn out just fine.

When was the last time someone commented on you talking to yourself, laughing at shadows or skipping and not stepping on cracks on the pavement? When was the last time you had some fun (me .. on Friday night at Altona Homestead where I got to be chief medium and there were lots of ghosts to talk to .. that was fun!). You? What brings you joy?

What brings you joy? (Yes, I repeated myself - it's important)

What makes you happy? When was the last time you thought about that?

Did you know that it's said that God/Spirit created the universe through music, and keeps creating and recreating it, because the angels are continuously singing. I might not have mentioned it on this site, but I once got caught in a stream of their music. It was just before Christmas a few years ago, on a zebra crossing in the middle of Armidale NSW and I walked straight through a flowing steam of Michael angels singing a hymn/carol. I immediately turned around and walked straight back over the road again .. and straight back into the music, and stood there for a moment just listening .. luckily the road was not busy at that time, and the town already thought I was a little 'touched' .. actually my friend Sherry and I once took off our shoes and danced in the tiny stream of water flowing down through the mall (pedestrians only) one hot day when a sudden downpour caught us all by surprise. We got very wet, but oh we were happy .. and it made other people laugh, and a few joined in. That's joy for you .. it's infectious! (Just think - a disease you can catch that won't kill you :-) )

Hello, hello .. sometimes my ears get a tin whistle sort of sound, and instead of grumbling about it I ask my angels to 'tune me in better please'. There could be a logical explanation .. well angels are a logical one to me .. but it could be tinnitus .. but it never hangs around for long .. so I figure I've just 'bumped the knob' (so to speak) on my personal radio and need to tune the thing in again .. so that I can hear the music that Spirit is playing, to my heart and soul .. just as they are playing it to yours.

Hello, hello .. are you listening .. because the music is there, all day and night, every day and night, since all of this was created and into forever.

We love you,
Love & Light

Thursday, January 20, 2011

When is a flood not a flood ...

Dictionary definition:

· the rising of a body of water and its overflowing onto normally dry land; "plains fertilized by annual inundations"
· an overwhelming number or amount; "a flood of requests"; "a torrent of abuse"
· deluge: fill quickly beyond capacity; as with a liquid; "the basement was inundated after the storm"; "The images flooded his mind"
· light that is a source of artificial illumination having a broad beam; used in photography
· cover with liquid, usually water; "The swollen river flooded the village"; "The broken vein had flooded blood in her eyes"
· a large flow
· supply with an excess of; "flood the market with tennis shoes"; "Glut the country with cheap imports from the Orient"
· the act of flooding; filling to overflowing
· become filled to overflowing; "Our basement flooded during the heavy rains"
· flood tide: the occurrence of incoming water (between a low tide and the following high tide); "a tide in the affairs of men which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune"

I think that explains it. Do you think we should all email it to the Australian Insurance companies that are busy saying that the water in Queensland, New South Wales and Victoria are not a flood and so no one is covered by their, usually expensive, insurance policies?

I guess all those people are expected to sacrifice their goods and chattels to the greater good of the Insurance God .. whichever God that is? I just checked Google and there doesn’t seem to be a God of Insurance? Hmm... I wonder if we could define it as Ego?

And on this subject of sacrifice – I wonder how the Life Insurance companies are going to feel at the end of December 2012 when lots of people put in claims for all the people (over one million according to something I read) that are suppose to die before then – for the greater good of Mankind. Is mankind a God? Does it deserve that much sacrifice? Not in my opinion, and yes it is my opinion, but then .. this is my blog.

When I joined the new age industry, following the advice of my guides and angels, and opened a Healing Centre and learned Reiki, and Counselling, and became a Spiritual Teacher, I hoped that I would stop seeing the world fall apart around me. Perhaps, from my light and happy vantage point the small nasty things that people do to each other wouldn’t touch me anymore, and I would no longer weep at the confusion in people minds and hearts. No such luck. (Hang on a minute, according to one workshop I went to Luck is a Babylonian God and we are not even supposed to mention that name, let alone wish anyone any of it .. but I still do). I guess I am going to be going to hell, but then .. sometimes I think we are already here.

So here are three prickly topics to look at ... the powers that be in the Insurance industry who redefine water falling from the sky, filling up a big dam, and rivers and lakes, and then overflowing and ‘inundating’ thousands of homes as not a ‘flood’ and ‘therefore they don’t have to pay’. Geez man .. if it was your house, you’d need help getting your life straight again .. but hey, I guess you can’t see me at the top of the corporate ladder with your dry feet and your thousand dollar suits .. and btw, my house isn’t in a region that flooded. I am counting my blessings on that one.

When did you forget, in all that worship of Mannon, that there are people out here who do not earn top dollar, or live on high ground. No, the council approved the speculators to sell land in the flood plains and then build houses on it. Great. And what about all the farmers and the lost crops .. oh, you probably don’t insure for them either .. and neither do the banks awaiting to foreclose ...

Yes I am ranting again. In the scheme of human lives, given that we are supposed to lose over one million people in the next almost two years, twenty or more people is probably not too much to lose, but for your mother, brother, sister, cousin .. the lady across the street who lost her husband and her nine year old son .. it's TOO MUCH! And now you say they have no right to rebuild using the money they paid you in good faith. What happened to your ‘good faith’ return .. to looking after them when they are fallen? Hell no, it might have to come out of your wages? They are just unlucky, aren’t they?

There’s that word again, but I don’t feel like debating with a small group of Christians about whether wishing someone something wonderful is invoking a ‘demon’. Intention is actually everything, and I am sure that God, whose name is El, btw, will understand the will of my heart, and perhaps my lack of wisdom in the saying. At least that’s what it says in the bible.

And then we get to the sticky one – sacrifice.

According to the Christian Bible there was a man called Jesus Christ who was crucified and died on the Cross, as ‘the perfect sacrifice’, a once only event, his blood breaking a lock that freed all of humanity to go get on with their lives. (Hebrews 9:28) My theology teacher described Jesus’ outstretched arms as reaching towards all people in every direction. I know it’s hard to believe in the metaphysical in this age of mechanical wonders – but what does it cost you – you only have to believe in the Christ to be free, you don’t actually have to go to church – plenty of people have proved that. In the Catholic church you can even buy ‘redemption’, if you have enough money – but why do people have to buy redemption? Hmm.. which church is worshipping which God these days, or spiritualist group for that matter - seeing as many of those I have visited have the 'Lord's Prayer' as the only part of God in the 'service' (dedicated mostly to proving there's life after death by having unidentified spirits 'standing beside you - your mother perhaps - oh she's still alive, did she have an sisters?' giving advice about stuff that even I don't relate to. ("You don't connect? Well, can I leave it with you .. I'm sure it's for your future.) Hmm.. do I sacrifice my commonsense just by going to those 'churches'?

Back to topic in hand: According to Christian teachings no other human sacrifices are needed to keep open the door into the heaven for all of humanity, nor has it slammed shut – you would think we would have heard – so why suddenly is a group called the Light Force saying that over one million people will be sacrificing their lives for the rest of us, through earth changes they are creating before the 21st December next year (the end of the Mayan calendar in case you are wondering about the date) to force humanity to change? What happened to the one perfect sacrifice? Wasn’t the Son of God ENOUGH?

I live in a world where the news is mostly propaganda, where the latest headlines are more important than the simple truth (see my last blog on Sacred Gates Blog - the link is on the right).
Propaganda is defined as a form of communication that is aimed at influencing the attitude of a community toward some cause or position.

Take the angels .. we have two main kinds in the world, those in the Light and those who are fallen. The fallen you might know better as demons. I believe the angels are supposed to be part of the Light Force .. the good ones .. the ones that say "love one another" and not the ones that say "die for Jesus". We get so upset when someone chooses to "die for Allah", you know them as suicide bombers, and then there were the Kamakaze, who died for their Emperor .. they thought he was a god. They sacrificed themselves for something they believed in, a form of ritual suicide .. taking out as many of the unbelievers as possible .. and they did it for the greater good - the greater good that they believed in, which in a way is understandable, since the Light Force are now saying that the folks who have to die are also doing it for the greater good. But whose Good is it?

Back to JC and the perfect sacrifice. It can't be for God, because God sent Jesus as humanity's redeemer, and s/he doesn't need us to sacrifice ourselves for him/her. So it can't be for humanity for the same reason .. its already been done.

So I ask again, who is it for? Or could it be that someone is lying?

Do the Light angels lie? Or does it simply mean that over one million people will die anyway, in the next two years, due to natural attrition and silly accidents? I certainly hope so.

I will leave you with those thoughts ...

Love & Light

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Are we pawns or willing players?

My daughter once explained to me what a player is .. someone who dips into life, rather than commiting to it, or anyone. That's the polite version, anyway. Dips into life - doesn't commit - doesn't stay for the long haul, doesn't try when things get tough. Easier to walk away, change job, change location, change clothes, change friends, change spouse or partner, even change your name and start again .. only to repeat the whole thing, because we learn nothing from turning our backs on challenges and running .. the challenges follow us, in one form or another - until we stop and confront them and stop being 'players'.

The other side of the coin are pawns. Life is so tough 'for' them (you might know them as their other name 'victims'). Everything always goes wrong. Everyone hates them, does things 'to' them, doesn't do what they want them to do .. makes life hard. And they are not responsible for any of it. You've heard the reasons that are really excuses. Once again they are players .. not pawns. There are no such things as human pawns, because God/Spirit gave us Free Will, and there are very limited circumstances that take away our right to choose. And even then, our actions usually set up the circumstances. Don't know what I mean? How about a graphic example, political prisoners become prisoners because they choose to defy their leaders. Sometimes they do this for the greater good, but often they are only doing it to satisfy some 'want' within themselves ... even the greatest of them, whose motives seem so pure, could be trying to manipulate an outcome that backfires on them.

Manipulation .. yes, even they are players - for players try to manipulate others to suit themselves. You could say I am being cruel, or overly judgmental, but look at the world around you, where are the great people now .. mostly they are dead. These generations of ours seem to have forgotten how to be 'great'. We venerate footballs who can't keep their clothes on, the notoriety makes them more popular? And the drug dealers who admit their crimes are still talked about in the media as if they are suffering some fate worse than death in their Asian prison .. for the addicts its a fate worse than death. If the drugs were not available anymore, there would be no addicts. But, people become addicts through choice, and people become drug runners through choice also. And where are the bosses, who paid them so much money when they succeeded with the deliveries, when they needed bailing out of gaol .. ? More players.

Who are your heroes? I admit to having none. Oh no, that's not entirely true. I have a few whose words of wisdom have touched the hearts of so many people - you know them - Jesus, Buddha, Gandhi .. all of them were human, all of them defied societies expectations, and all of them left a legacy of wisdom that we can dip into anytime we feel the need to 'play'. And there are so many others, poets and muscians, simple people and cranky old nuns. Did we listen when they spoke, do we now?

Funny how the angels say to me, when they want me to do some serious work for them, "Ama, come and play". Who took the words, and the world, and twisted it in knots.

And how do we untwist it again?

I'll start with me ...

I am neither a pawn nor a player. I will walk the path of Light to the best of my abilities, watching my step so that I don't 'tread on anyone's dreams' (WB Yeats), watching my tongue so that my words will 'harm none' (the Wiccan way), and watching the love and joy dance lightly on my heart.

Try it .. you might enjoy the sensations.

Love & Light

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Let me get back up on my soapbox ...

Good morning,

I was having a deep think while underwater this morning (the shower is a great place to communicate with your angels). I was asking them what I should 'rant' about this morning. I can feel their smiles from here. :-) They popped so many ideas into my rather scattered mind, and they all slipped away but one ...

When did we separate God from Spirit? Why did we? What dope decided this? When did we forget God? God didn't push us away from him/her .. we turned our backs and walked off. We decided the 'rules' were too hard .. you know .. the 'love one another as I love you'. What are the other commandments .. oh yes, do not have any other God but me. Loosely translated that could mean 'I am the God of Love, so make Love your first priority .. because it is ME.'

I guess that is Rule no. 1 Have no other God but Love.

Rule no. 2 Worship no idols. I won't even start on the tv program. Let's pick something bigger.

When did Mannon become our first priority? How many people have the desire for money foremost in their thoughts. Don't get me wrong, I think money is great too, I just don't think chasing it is more important than chasing and finding Love. No, Love probably won't feed you, or buy you all your new toys ... but then .. how many toys will last in the floods we are having in Queensland right now .. if you lose everything tangible, you will still have the Love!

Rule no. 3 Don't swear .. or worse .. don't blaspheme. Ok, I am guilty of that one. Oh God! when not addressing the Most High is actually rude. So is 'bloody' btw, a great aussie by-word .. it actually means 'by our lady' .. with so many more interesting anglo-saxon adjectives we could use, why do we spend so much time abusing God's name? Truth is, its a lazy form of speech - and the English language, which used to have thousands of words, is becoming more and more limited - particularly now we have texting. Do u no wt i mean?

Rule no. 4 Remember the Sabbath day and keep it holy. That's right, God decided we needed one day of rest a week. The Jewish people chose Saturday. Most of the Christians chose Sunday. Just think, you could go to church on both .. who knows, you might learn something .. starting with how similar all our different beliefs really are. And how do you keep it holy? Can it be as simple as giving our thoughts to greater things than the prompting of our egos? Can it be a day of giving thanks for all the good that is in your life, instead of focusing on the negative stuff - the things we don't have, the people we are angry at, and our fears of the unknown future that cause so much stress in our lives. Why have we all learned to focus on the stress, and build it into huge mountains that threaten to destroy us .. when we could easily come to God and ask for help with our issues .. to take those huge mountains and turn them back into little hills all over again.

Most of the shops shut on sundays when I was a child, (oh I know hospitals can't but I am sure God understands the need to help the sick and gives special blessings to those who have chosen careers based in service to the frail) but that was before we all learned to worship the great shopping dollar and our 'need' to entertain our minds instead of thinking more worthy thoughts. Instead we find other thoughtless entertainment like choosing to play 'shoot-em-up' games on the computer instead of talking to our family and friends. Hmm.. I also guilty of that .. well, not the shootemups, but silly games that are a distraction when I could be learning so much of the good of the world, instead of sitting in a lump clicking the mouse over and over again.

I think you get my drift.

Rule no. 5 Honour your father and mother. That one can be a challenge when the parents forget to honour their kids as well. But its also talking about honouring God as father and mother - so if you can't abide your parents, don't take it out of God. We chose them (no I didn't! will scream some people but..) - according to spiritual beliefs - we choose our parents and those people who have the most impact on us during our lives - which means those we love, and those we hate, for what they would teach us. If we could learn to honour them all, perhaps then we would learn to honour ourselves, and give up all the self destructive behaviours, from drugs to alcohol, and all the other mental illnesses the people of the world now suffer from. I include greed here, and lust, wrath, sloth, pride, gluttony and envy - you will know them as the seven deadly sins.

Rule no. 6 You shall not murder. Self-explanatory in action, but also do not do it even in your thoughts. The Buddha teaches us 'with our thoughts we create the world'. Yes, I know its not 'God', but where do you think he got his ideas from? It wasn't the devil. The devil promotes such negative behaviours. On a metaphysical bent, either is really bad karma.

Rule no. 7 You shall not commit adultery. Hmm.. I shall leave you all to know your own issues on that one.

Rule no. 8 You shall not steal. Anything. Not the food from another's table, or the idea from their head. Not a moment from their lives through your foolish behaviour, nor the heart from their body - and no, I am not talking about organ transplants. I actually think that's a good idea. I am talking about deliberately choosing to lead someone on, only to hurt them in some way for your own satisfaction. There are so many other ways we steal things from each other - and we steal things from God - because many of us, when we are in trouble, will demand God's help and offer nothing in return. "Help me or I won't believe in you". It's called 'emotional blackmail' and shows us all up for the children we truly are.

Rule no. 9 You shall not bear false witness against your neighbour. That's pretty simple. Don't lie - not even the little social ones. "Does my bum look big in this" .. Oh God, what do I answer? "The colour is wonderful on you," because it is.

Rule no. 10 Do not covet your neighbours house, wife, slaves, donkeys or anything else that belongs to them. Envy is a poison that destroys too many lives. Can we not be satisfied with our simple lives, a safe place to sleep, food on the table, good family and friends. Why do so many people have to try to 'keep up with the Jones'? When is 'more' enough? So many times I have heard that the rich might be RICH but they are very seldom happy. Happiness comes from serving others, not from self-serving behaviour. We have to change our programing. Dear Head, please help me think another way. Or better yet ..

"Dear God/Spirit help me think in a more loving way. Let the good I do for others lift up my spirit and show me the good in me, so that I might find peace and healing within your loving Grace. This is my only request. All else I have through you."

Ok, so I said it was going to be a rant. I'll climb down off my soapbox now.

Love & Light

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Love is a danger of a different kind ...

Good morning, anyone else love Eurythmics? I am singing the song to myself even now, having started it in the orchard as I wandered down a row of those glorious trees, covered in tiny apples (well, about half the size they will be in a month or two), and I was thinking about hate.

How's that for a subject! Hate. Why do we hate? Why do we bother? Dear God, why do we do it?

Really, the whole thought came up because I was thinking of the word 'God' and 'Spirit'. It can make both sides of the 'religious' bunch blanche. The Christians (and I'm a believer, just in case you are wondering) can't bare the word 'Spirit', used by the new age folk for God. And the new agers .. don't use 'God' because .. because why? Because the Christians do and they don't believe in that 'stuff'. Because its not specific enough?

"Which God do you mean exactly? I follow Isis." Yes, that has been said to me. I even ask the question of people when they come out with some truly outrageous statements that are supposed to be Christian .. like "I hate him!"

I don't remember God or Jesus teaching us to hate .. but then again, go and check out the Old Testament. There's one heck of a judgmental 'god' in there, known as 'the Lord' .. and then there's the other loving one .. and then there's a whole lot more of them - so which God do you follow?

And then there's the Holy Spirit - guess what guys .. new age folks .. and I've worked among them for years and years .. your 'Spirit' is the Holy Spirit .. someone just left off the first word. It's all the same energy .. you keep telling me that, and yet you then isolate bits of it and name them 'Gods'. Sigh ..

Where was I? Oh yes, hate.

Sadly, we are all more than capable of hating. Even the sweetest person you have ever met has a touch of hate in them, or they wouldn't be on this planet. The 'I've come only to serve others' sugarbabies make me blanche (that means go white in the face and want to groan BTW). All of us are here in physical bodies because we have work to do on ourselves - poke a sugarbaby and they are equally capable of lashing out when they are hurt. Believe me .. I've been on the receiving end. We don't intend to hurt them, we just remind them of their issues. I say 'we' because, although its me talking, its often their angels, or mine, who are directing where the conversations go.

Hate comes from fear. Hate is not the opposite of Love. Hate is what happens when we no longer trust, either another person, or ourselves. It is part of wounded pride and ego trying to restore integrity within us. It's version of integrity anyway, which is not always good for us. We should try not to feel that way (ahh.. the should word .. well, in this case, its appropriate). Hate destroys us from the inside, just as unexpressed anger, jealousy, guilt and all the other 'acid' emotions do. They burn away within us creating illnesses such as cancer and others (see Annette Noontil and Louise Hay for the connection between emotion and illness - fascinating .. and true).

Hate is the weapon we use first on ourselves, before we broadcast it not only at the person we are angry with, but also at everyone around us. It poisons the air around us, the food we eat, the water .. our friends, our family, our pets. Please tell me .. why do you hate?

No one deserves this sort of punishment. Not you, not me. Not whomever did whatever it was they did to you .. no matter what it was.

There's a belief among the spiritual folk that we create our reality and that everything that happens to us 1) happens because we chose it for the lessons, and 2) happens for a very good reason. One of the main reasons negative stuff happens is to help us to learn to love UNCONDITIONALLY. I typed that in capitals .. yes, I'm shouting. Should I type LOVE that way too?

Love is a danger of a different kind - because it makes us vulnerable to being hurt. Through love we open ourselves to receive so much good, and when the someone who the focus of that emotion cannot give back what we want them to .. for whatever reasons .. we can choose to 'love anyway' and let go, or we can drag them to us and hold them there forever by hating them. It is ropes of steel that bind us to the person we hate .. and they might never know it, and you might never meet them again .. but you are still bound to them, in the time and place where you chose to hate.

I do not want to be trapped in a time of great pain and loneliness, so when I was given a choice to love anyway, I fought to choose it. I fought my own anger, fear and loneliness, all reactions of ego based in pride, and in the end I let go .. oh it took time, but I made the choice and kept working on it each day until the whole issue didn't hurt anymore. I am very grateful for the lessons to those people involved. I learned so much about myself, how can I bear you any ill will?

Do not hate. Do not choose to destroy yourself and everyone around you through that negativity. The planet suffers enough with our stupidity. Do not make it suffer more. Confront the reality of your emotional attachment to those people you are angry with, forgive yourself, forgive them and let go. So much more than you will be healed. And we need that healing now.

We love you,
(and the angels)

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Spiritual Soapbox

Good God its afternoon again. What happened to the morning .. oh I know, I spent a large part of it trying to change the background pictures on this site, and my other 'sacred gates'. I succeeded finally, after abandoning any hope of uploading my own favourite pictures. I settled for the wood of a crate for this one .. very appropriate given its new title. Yes, the site will still be about God, Spirit, the angels, demons, elementals, and hopefully a tiny bit of wisdom that I have been trying to acquire over the years. I noticed I succeeded in not writing a thing here since 11 March 2010. That didn't mean I wasn't writing .. believe me, I was .. there are reams of (paranormal) pages to prove it, and then there was the meetup group .. which turned into more of a struggle than it was worth .. so its gone, but some of us remain - quietly hidden (lol) away at yahoo and facebook. In summing up the year I have to say the rest of it was a struggle - a mood swing and hot flush and other joyful symptoms of peri-menopause one .. so before I go any further, for those who also suffer, the Australia Menopause Centre is wonderful. Check them out. They have been my saving grace!

In the last nine months I have made many attempts to write a blog or two here. I even started a couple of other blogs with the same results .. no words were forthcoming on any particular subject, because most of the time it was my frustrations I wanted to express, and not the joys. When I sat down this morning I 'clarified' my thinking, which Spirit had been asking me to do for some time .. I deleted two of my blogs and settled down to keep just these two. I intend to try and write in each each day, but if I don't .. you'll know there's a very good reason. Call it my new year's resolution. I usually resolve not to resolve anything, but not this time. Things have got to change! :-) So this site is for expressing the challenges in life, and sacred gates will be for the joys.

Having spent at least an hour under the clothes line hanging clothes and talking to myself, everything I wanted to say here has vanished .. so I'll sign off for now and flip over and write something cheeful at Sacred Gates. The link is there on the right if you want to follow.

Have a wonderful day, have a wonderful year, and most of all, have a wonderful life,
Love & Light
Ama (who is very happy to be back!)'