Today a friend shared a video from an Indiegogo campaign, and I was moved to tears by it. The funding is for completing and distributing a film that shows the journey of a man in his twenties, which is cut short when he takes home a bone from a Mayan burial cave. It sounds a little bit crazy, but I truly believe that as we are all made of energy, and all material objects are made of energy, that it’s possible for things to contain the energy of feelings and emotions and even curses. Continue reading
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Want to Attend the Earth Angel Training Academy?
It’s tough being an Earth Angel sometimes, and despite having had training on the Other Side before arriving, there are some things that are still difficult to deal with. Which is why I have created a seven week course (with the assistance of amazing Earth Angel Andrew Embling), consisting of seven evening classes, that are based on the classes taught at the Earth Angel Training Academy on the Other Side. (Which you can read about in the book)
The classes can be taken individually or you can attend them all! Each one will go into depth on the topic, and will include an activity and useful techniques and actions you can take into your life to improve your experience here on Earth.
The classes will be running in two locations before Christmas, starting on Thursday the 15th October in Harts Barn in Longhope, and then on Monday the 2nd November in Peace of Stone in Monmouth. In the new year, there will be two more locations, and later in the year it will be developed into an online video course so that no matter where you are in the world, you can take the Earth Angel Training Academy classes!
The aim is to have fun, to create a community and to learn things that will assist your missions here on this planet.
You can check out the website, where you can register your interest, and book your spot on the course!
Is Encouraging Creativity Irresponsible?
After recording an oracle reading yesterday where the question was about how to make a living through being creative, my partner said to me – “Do you think it’s irresponsible to encourage people to be creative? To say that the Universe will help them make a living making art?”
Irresponsible? Yeah, maybe it is. After all, I don’t make much of a living through my creativity, so encouraging others to tread the same path may seem like a bit of a crazy thing to do. But I like to think that even though I may not be rolling in cash, it doesn’t mean that there aren’t other creatives out there who can make a decent living through their creativity. And also, at some point, I do hope that I can earn more money through my passion. In the mean time, I do what I need to do to survive, even though some of it is very boring and not at all creative.
(I think maybe the dragonfly was trying to tell me off for encouraging creativity. He was coming right up to my face!)
I guess I also feel that if you’re a creative person, that it’s impossible to live a life that is devoid of creativity, just in the name of earning an income. I find that when I have a normal job, and a regular income, though it feels good that I can pay my bills and buy things I need, my soul feels as though it is withering, shrinking, and fading away. You could argue that I could just do creative things in the evenings outside of work, but often I find myself so drained or tired, that the creative juices don’t flow in my free time. So the alternative was to do my creative work, and survive with the help of credit cards and some freelance work.
I must admit, there’s been more than a few times where I’ve wondered about the sanity of my choices. Where I’ve wondered why I continue to do the work I do, writing books and doing readings, and spending most of my time on social media, when it doesn’t yield the monetary compensation that fits the number of hours spent on it.
But after having received so many beautiful letters, emails and messages from people who have been helped or touched by my books in some way, I know that I cannot choose to ignore my creativity. That I cannot turn away from the words that flow through me. That I must write, I must share my words, I must publish my books, and I must connect and interact with my readers. It’s the reason why I’m here.
Yes, I could get another job, I could stack shelves, organise activities, do data entry or answer phones, but I choose not to. I choose to follow my soul’s purpose, to do the work I have been called here to do.
I also feel that part of the work I have been called to do is to help to change the collective consciousness that believes that artists and writers shouldn’t make money from their work. Their work is just as valid and valuable as work done by other professions, and it needs to be recognised as so. After all, can you imagine a world without art, books, music, movies or crafts? If it is possible to imagine it, lets me ask you this – is that a world you would like to live in?
As my partner pointed out, the same holds true for spiritual folk, for the healers and alternative therapists. There is this overwhelming feeling that to make money from helping and healing others is wrong. But doctors get paid, so why shouldn’t healers?
There’s a world that James Redfield describes in The Celestine Prophecy, an idea of a world where people are compensated for their knowledge, their wisdom, their energy and creativity. He talks of the playing field being levelled, and spiritual people being recognised for their value and worth. That’s always stayed in my mind, because it is something that I very much hope to see happen in my lifetime.
What do you think? Are you creative? Could you be happy if you weren’t exploring your creativity daily? Do you encourage others to be creative? Let me know!
Have you considered that perhaps none of it is ‘real’?
That everything that exists is really just a figment of our imagination?
NB: My partner is a very creative person himself, and is a potter, wood-turner, sculptor and artist. He didn’t ask me the questions above because he thinks that creativity is a bad thing to encourage, he just felt that perhaps people may have a rosy view of making lots of money through their creativity, and that perhaps encouraging that was not a good thing. But as I find with my author clients, there’s a really fine line between giving them a reality check and killing their dream and their spark of enthusiasm and hope. So as I like to say, if you have your head in the clouds, try to at least keep your feet on the ground.
Gaining Mastery
True mastery can be gained by letting things go their own way. It can’t be gained by interfering. Lao Tzu
At the beginning of this year, I decided that I would, for the first time in my life, plan my year. I would plan where I was going to be, what I was going to do, how much money I would make and how much of my debt I would pay off etcetera. I got an organiser and I sought advice from time management experts on how to best structure my time and get things done.
I was determined to not just drift along, going wherever the wind took me. Because that was irresponsible, after all, look at what a mess my finances were in! No sir, was not going to go with the flow, I was going to have a PLAN.
You can probably guess how long that lasted. Not very long. Having plans felt very much like I was swimming against a riptide, or clinging onto a tiny branch in the rapids.
Futile. Ridiculous. And arrogant, in some ways. To plan my life would be to suggest that I know what I should be doing and where I should be. But how can I possibly know of all the beautiful, sychronus meetings with amazing people that the universe has lined up for me?
But despite realising that I needed to go with the flow once more, there were parts of my life that I did desperately want to improve, and so I came to the conclusion that instead of planning things, what I needed to do was manage things. If I managed my finances and my time rather than planned it, then there would be room for flow, spontaneaity, and surprises.
And since all my plans went to hell, that’s exactly what I have been doing. My organiser is still in constant use, my finances are improving bit by bit and I have had the most wonderful synchronistic meetings with beautiful souls.
I feel that I am finally on the path to mastery over my own life, my own existence. Now tell me about you, do you plan or do you flow?
Escaping Reality
While sitting on a bench halfway up a hill the other day, (to catch my breath, it was a steep hill!) I realised just how much time I spend escaping from my reality.
When I was younger, I read books every single day, and would happily escape into fictional worlds full of witches and magic and Californian beaches and parties.
Then as I grew older, I loved movies, and spent hours in my room watching videos, getting them second-hand from video rental shops.
I also played video games, racing cars was my favourite kind of game, seeing if I could beat the other competitors on the track.
In the late nineties, the internet arrived, with its allure of chatrooms and emailing, which then consumed much of my time and attention.
Of course, I did actually go outside and interact with real live people throughout my childhood and my teens, but I did spend quite a chunk of time ‘somewhere else’ and not quite on this plane of reality.
In my twenties, I discovered the world of spirituality and mind, body and spirit books, that then taught me about other dimensions and universes that existed, and I explored those topics through my writing, which was also my way of escaping my reality here on this planet.
Now, it’s mainly social media that is my escape. Only with the pretence attached that it’s a more social form of anti-social behaviour, because I’m not escaping into a fictional world of fictional characters, but into a digital world full of actual people.
I stopped to take in the magic of the woods
While sitting on the bench, all of this was running through my mind, and I forced myself to put away my phone (I was having a conversation on Facebook with my friend) and I just sat there, and took in the sunlight, the shape of the leaves above me, the sounds that I could hear, and the smells. I wanted to beat myself up over having escaped so much over the years that I had missed out on being here, fully present, in each moment. But then I realised something.
Escapism may be the only reason why I am still here.
It’s no secret that there have been many times throughout my life when I have found it difficult to remain on this planet. Indeed, many Old Souls and other Earth Angels often feel this way. It can be a dark and scary place to be, and the idea that we are here to make any kind of difference can be incredibly overwhelming. So reading, writing books and poetry, watching films, playing videos games, being on Social Media – they are my coping mechanisms. In a similar way that alcohol, drugs, meditation, overeating, etc are coping mechanisms that others employ.
I would like to be more present, to be in the moment with whatever is happening or however I am feeling. But I recognise and accept that in order for me to be here, I also need healthy doses of escapism, in the form of fictional worlds and chatting with friends in various parts of the world, watching stupid cat videos and even blogging my random thoughts right here for all to see.
So next time you find yourself vegging out in front of the TV or computer, don’t beat yourself up over it. Just enjoy the escapism and let the break from reality refresh you and help you to be more productive and present at other times.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to the world of Faeries and Starpeople to continue writing my new book!
The Ideal Life
In the spirit of the themes of my recent posts, after seeing an article about how fake our ‘online lives’ are, it made me think about all the many times I was too busy trying to record an event rather than experience it in the moment. I mean, it’s great to be able to watch the videos and see the pictures afterwards, but when we are only seeing things through a screen, we are not fully present in the moment.
The life we present to the world is also often very different to the life we are living. The smiles, the blue skies, the gourmet meals – we present the snippets of our lives that seem idyllic, that make people envious, that make us appear to have the perfect existence, when in reality, that gorgeous selfie took 20 takes to look good, and that meal didn’t actually taste that great, but it looked good, and the next day, that sky turned grey, the rain lashed down and the wind was howling.
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with presenting your best side to the world, as long as you don’t miss things because you’re too busy trying to record them for others. I’ve certainly been more aware recently, that instead of reaching for my phone to take a photo, I should just enjoy and experience the moment, and whatever it presents. After all, what matters most is that I was present with the people in that moment and enjoyed it fully, not that I have a cool photo and something to talk about afterwards on Facebook. It is difficult to strike a balance with this, especially seeing as I write a blog, and it’s well-known that in order to make something interesting, we need an image or a video to go in the blog post in order to catch people’s attention.
The other day, a baby deer wandered into the garden, calling out for his mum. At first I went out just to see, but then went and got my camera, because I was in the middle of writing my deer-themed newsletter and wanted a photo. But instead, I got the cutest video of him! But the whole time, I wasn’t looking at my phone, I was looking at the deer, and experiencing the moment (hence the dodgy framing and shaking) and it really was the sweetest moment.
How do you feel about your online life? Does it reflect your reality? Would love to hear from you!
Get Busy Living
In a follow-up to my post on Talking of Lack, I thought I’d write a little about realisations that have been formulating as a result of that post, and as a result of chatting to my friend and sorting through my stuff.
In my post before, I said how it seemed that we generally only speak of that which we lack, or the negative things that we have. And that we cannot create the life we want, by speaking of what we don’t have. Even affirmations can push away our desires, as continuously affirming – I am abundant – clearly comes from a place of lack. Because people who genuinely are abundant, do not feel the need to state it out loud.
It occurred to me today, that when things are going really well in my life, I literally don’t have the time nor the desire to really discuss it. I’m just too busy living it. It’s really only when things aren’t going so well that there is need to discuss things, to write things down, to think about things. I wrote in another post back in April, that I used to write diaries, but only ever really wrote when I was unhappy, which meant that I had recorded all the bad times, and was too busy having fun to record the good times. I said I wanted to change that, and to record more of the good times, but do you know what? I think it’s more important to be fully in the present moment, experiencing the good times, than to divert your attention onto recording them.
How do you know when life is good? When you’re too busy living it and enjoying it to talk about it or write about it. A couple of years ago, I created a ‘happy memory jar’, which I planned to fill with memories written down on pretty pieces of paper. For the first six months of that year, I was separated from my Flame, and though I was very busy doing things, seeing new things and meeting new people, I wasn’t completely happy, as so any happy moment was recorded and put in the jar. I did have some genuinely happy times, but the point is, there were plenty of moments surrounding those happy times where I was a little down, and to lift myself, I would write down the happy times.
By the middle of the year, I was back with my Flame and was putting fewer bits of paper in the jar. That Christmas, I emptied the jar and read all of the memories, and then I decided to re-use the jar for the following year. Because I was happy, and I was busy living, I didn’t put any slips of paper in that jar. I berated myself when I realised that I had been forgetting to write things down and add it to the jar, but I realise now how silly that is. That in fact, by not having time to write a diary, or to write down memories, it meant I was truly content and happy.
So truly, I believe that instead of thinking or talking about doing something, we should just do it. Instead of affirming that we are something, we should just be it.
So many times, I have stated what I am going to be, or what I’m going to do, and often, those things didn’t happen. Instead of stating or affirming these things, I should just get on with it. Because if I was getting on with it, I wouldn’t have the time to discuss it!
If this blog post has made any sense to you at all, and anything has resonated with you, please do comment below! If not, I hope that my mad ramblings have at least convinced you that you are quite sane and sensible, unlike me 🙂
Why does it take so long to let go?
What My Characters Have Taught Me – Aria
Aria is without a doubt, my favourite character. When I first read through The Earth Angel Training Academy, having written it in just over two months, I couldn’t help but giggle at Aria’s fantastic lines. Her cheeky, slightly naughty, infallibly honest nature shines out and I love writing anything with her in it!
One of the primary things I have learnt from Aria is to have fun. To not take anything too seriously. She hated the fact that humans seem to be so boring and serious, and did everything possible to have as much fun as she could. She chose not to go to Earth in the first book, because she couldn’t bear the idea of losing her wings and becoming a heavy human, and I have to say – I’m with her on that one!
Another thing I learnt from Aria, is that honesty really is the best policy. She always says what she thinks, and is always open with her opinion. She hates to hurt anyone’s feelings, but cannot help but tell the truth, and because she is coming from a place of innocence, it’s difficult for anyone to be annoyed with her. One of my readers said that Aria irritated her in the beginning, but then she completely fell in love with her, which is generally how it goes with Faeries!
But the best thing I learnt from Aria is that as long as there’s chocolate, then everything will be just fine!
Talking of Lack
I am an avid reader of self-development books, of spiritual books, of positive thinking-hug a tree-be a unicorn type books. I love them. But a little revelation that has occurred to me numerous times over the years, which I tend to forget about and then rediscover, (and in fact, even mention in my book – The Elphite) is that for some reason, in general conversation, we mainly only talk about the things we lack, or complain about the bad things we have.
We learn that in order to manifest what we wish to have, experience or be, we need to affirm in a positive way that we have whatever it is we are lacking. And so we keep writing down, or affirming out loud – I am abundant! I am my perfect weight! I have a beautiful home! I am madly in love with my soulmate!
Yet often, these things don’t come to pass. Or they do, but long after we have stopped affirming them, and when we have forgotten our requests.
So why is this? When struggling with finances, I found that I talked about money a lot, in conversations with friends etc, and even though I was being positive about money quite often, it was a front, because I was still struggling. I did ‘abundance’ courses, read books, sought out new affirmations etc, but somewhere along the line something occurred to me – all of my focus on money was coming from a place of lack. And that genuinely wealthy and abundant people rarely speak of money – they are focused on their passions, on what they love in life. And if they do speak of money, they are not coming from a place of lack, but from a genuine place of abundance.
So how do you get to that space of genuine abundance when you’re lacking what you need or desire?
I’m finding that only talking about the areas of my life where I genuinely feel abundant is a good place to begin. Because then I am not speaking and feeling from a place of lack. And to relax, go with the flow.
I try to avoid small talk too. I feel that small talk keeps us small, because it make us connect to others through our complaining, griping and moaning. We share our stories of illnesses, woes and grief, because we know that others will relate to what we say.
It seems we don’t want to appear to be too happy, only speaking of what we love, in fear of looking to be better than/superior to/looking down on anyone else. (I’m talking from a British perspective here, things may be quite different in other parts of the world, I hope they are!)
But I feel that it’s only when we move beyond small talk that we can all grow and evolve and expand our thinking. Often, I will quite quickly get into a conversation about other worlds, angels, the afterlife and parallel universes, with complete strangers I’ve met minutes before, because it’s almost like we sense we can talk of these things, and neither will get ‘weirded out’. When I sense it’s not possible to bring up such subjects, I find myself lapsing into silence, in the hopes of not finding things to complain about in order to connect. But I do find it difficult!
Do you have any tried and tested ways to operate from that place of abundance? I would love to hear them if you have!
Vivid Dreaming
I’m no stranger to vivid dreams. I have woken up deafened from the noise of the tornado that’s just gone past me, woken up breathing heavily in fear of being chased or attacked. I’ve often had prophetic dreams too. Sometimes I have foreseen things in a literal way, other times, in a metaphorical way.
But what happened last week really did spook me a little bit!
I woke up on Thursday morning, and found that I was crying, because I had just been sobbing in my dream. In the dream, I had rescued a wolf from a river, as it had choked on the water and started to drown. I had pulled it out and rescued it, then I picked it up and cradled it in my arms like a child. Then I took it home but found that it kept wanting to eat things it could choke on, and by the end of the dream, it had in fact choked to death, which is why I woke up crying.
Now, if you’re into dream interpretation, then please, by all means, let me know what you think any of that meant!
So later on Thursday, I headed to the Brighton Film Networking meeting, and got chatting to Lorenzo Fantini, and artist and founder of Screen Rebels in London. For some reason we were talking about dreams, and I described my dream to him. He then showed me some photos of his artwork, and one of the images was so eerily like my dream, that it quite honestly freaked me out a little. The only difference was the creature was a fox, not a wolf, but he has very kindly let me share the image with you. Here it is:
Then on Saturday morning, I had a dream where a lion was watching me, and when I picked out a random tarot card later in the day, it had a lion on the card, sitting on the side, just observing the scene.
I’m just praying that the red and blue, whale-sized baboon fish don’t turn up when I go to the beach tomorrow…
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