For this week’s blog, I would like to tell my own dreamtime story: Before the beginning of eternity, in the time before time existed, there lived a Being so wondrous, so magnificent, so powerful, so full of love, that no human now living could ever comprehend the majesty of it. This Being had no name, because it could not be confined within any terms that a name could give it.
As often happens, my blog this week is inspired by a song (Heaven Is A Place On Earth, written by Rick Nowels and Ellen Shipley, and recorded by Belinda Carlisle). When I woke up with the song playing in my head, I thought this could be the subject of this week’s blog. When I heard it a little while later on the radio, I knew it was confirmation. I knew
I spent three days, last weekend, learning to talk to angels, at an Angel Intuitive course with Doreen Virtue PhD. The truth is, I already knew how to talk to angels, but what I realised on the weekend, is that I had forgotten to actually do it. I had forgotten to ask their advice in all that I do. I had forgotten that I am never alone. Don’t get me
In last week’s blog I wrote about redeveloping our abilities to follow our inner guidance. I would love it if everyone could learn to do this, because I know that it would make for happier and healthier lives for everyone. What we have to understand, though, is that if everyone is following their inner guidance, it doesn’t mean that everyone will automatically start thinking as we think, and believing as
I have just been reading an article in Cosmos, a magazine about the ‘science of everything’ (thanks Jennifer). The article was about tickling rats and making them laugh (rats laugh ultrasonically, apparently). It also talked about the laboratory rats exhibiting all of the same basic emotions as humans: fear, joy, anger, and love. Electrical stimulation of particular parts of the brain produced the same results in those laboratory rats, as
I started to wonder about the balance between masculine and feminine, and whether our society, in Australia, is headed towards that balance. We know that in many societies in the world, including our own, the masculine has dominated for many years, but is that starting to change? As often happens, I received some inspiration from a television program: Doctor Quinn – Medicine Woman (again). The story this evening was about
In Billie Dean’s Animal Whispers newsletter this week, she mentioned that she and a lot of other people were getting the feeling that “something big was getting closer. That it was time to step into our medicine. What Lightworkers and Wayshowers and Pioneers and Earthkeepers and Animal Warriors all came here to do. Be the Light.” I started to contemplate what my role in this might be. Although I know
I started reading the book, E2, by Pam Grout, a few days ago. This book has a number of experiments, which theoretically prove that the Law Of Attraction works, and that we can manifest our own reality. I thought: “This is great. If I can do the experiments and prove that it works, my belief system will change, such that I will know for certain that I am a powerful
Nothing happens by accident. There are no coincidences. Everything happens for a reason, even if you never know what that reason is. Everything is always happening for the highest good of all involved. This concept is illustrated by an old Buddhist tale: It is the story of an old farmer whose only horse ran away. That evening, the neighbours gathered to commiserate with him since this was such bad luck.
I have read a lot of books in the last few years about consciousness, the mind, and the brain, and the links between them. Is the mind that which we call consciousness, and if so, where does it reside? A lot of people believe that the mind resides in the brain. Others believe that the mind is stored in every cell in our bodies. Yet others believe that our mind