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Human conflict

human conflict

I’ve been writing with spirit since 2000 and many times, over those years, I’ve wondered: how clear a channel am I? How much do my own views, beliefs or prejudices influence the words that appear on the page or, in the case of my developing mediumship, the messages that I receive for others? As my teachers on this side of life and in spirit frequently remind me, learning to trust in the words or messages I receive – which sometimes don’t make any sense to me but hopefully will to the intended recipient – is absolutely essential.

There is no better test of this necessary detachment than to select an issue about which I feel particularly strongly and then aim to get totally ‘out of the way’ while spirit write about it. And then, of course, to have the presumption to share with you what I’ve written. In this instance, there was never any doubt in my mind what I would end up asking spirit to write about – which just made it more difficult to sit down and do…and even more difficult to publish. I did decide to remove explicit reference to the particular situation which triggered the piece because I believe that my guide’s words apply to all human conflicts and should be read in that light.

Human conflict – Tybran, 10 August 2014

I chose to step forward for this task because I have incarnated on your Earth. I have lived on your Earth during many ages of humankind.

In those lives I experienced war and peace. I was involved in conflict and separate from it. I have felt empowered to act, and by so doing to effect change, and I have felt powerless. I say this to illustrate that I remember what it is to be human, to be involved, to be confused or conflicted. To be terrified or to be angry – to be so outraged that I could no longer think clearly.

But it is not from any of those perspectives that I address you today. I speak to you from spirit, as spirit. As such I may appear removed from those experiences, from your reality. But in truth I see your reality with more clarity, with greater depth of field, than is possible for you.

Those of us in spirit who have lived lives on Earth do not forget what it is to be human. On the contrary, we remember everything. All those experiences are assimilated into our greater selves, become essential essences of us. They give us depth and richness of viewpoint, of not merely knowledge but of understanding. We are not human, we do not experience emotions in the same way as you do – but we remember and we love and care for you, from the very essence of what we are. Each of you has a greater self in spirit who is feeling as we do and observing as we do. We are separate and we experience your lives from a different perspective, but we are not in truth removed from you.

As a human I have been the oppressor and the oppressed. I have been the victor and the victim. I have survived the conflict and I have perished. As spirit I tell you that I never won. No one is ever the victor when that victory comes at the expense of another. No matter the passion, the belief, or the provocation, violence solves nothing. Violence begets violence; pain begets pain.

Yes, as a life ends and the soul returns to spirit, there is learning. But the learning is only that such actions were unnecessary, that the same lessons could have been learned without violating another. During the course of a human life such actions lead only to suffering and when the soul returns to sprit it realises that those same actions gained it nothing save the indelible knowledge of that suffering. For this reason, most human victories are short lived in spirit.

Each soul must learn and grow at its own pace and that sometimes means repeating the same lessons, especially the most difficult lessons, over and over again until they are truly learned. I did so – and so have, and do, countless others.

Some aspects of learning about conflict and violence come more quickly than others. Relatively few take up arms, commit violence on others, life after life, without provocation. But the desire for justice through retaliation, the desire to respond to those provocations, is a harder instinct to fight and a lesson that often needs repeating.

On a more instinctive level still is the desire to win and hold territory. It is a deep-rooted human desire and is at the heart of your present crisis. (Edit) Mother Earth belongs to no one but herself. Do the many millions of bacteria that live on and within a human body lay claim to it as their own? Ridiculous, you cry – my body is my own! How can a bacterium or a colony of bacteria own me, or even a portion of my gut? How can I compare the two? You would not entertain the notion for a moment that bugs could own your body.

Consider then that you are roughly in proportion, to Mother Earth, as that microbe is to your body. No single human being, nor human tribe, can lay true claim to any portion of the Earth. Like the bugs upon your person, you inhabit a vessel that sustains your life, and often you inhabit that portion of her that is most suited to your physical make up. If you multiply too rapidly, or move to too foreign an environment, either you or the vessel or both begin to suffer. You begin to do damage to the very environment that sustains you. Either the environment fights back, or the neighbouring tribes whose area you have spilled into (for is not an infection akin to an invading army?) will begin to fight back to stop your encroachment. Nature requires balance and ownership does not deliver balance. Neither the humans upon Earth nor the bacteria upon a body, owns the host. Your relationship is at best symbiotic and at worst your presence is tolerated.

I speak generically…(edit) but the sadness is that it would do no good to focus on specifics for, as in all conflicts, the root cause is the same. The harsh but essential lesson to the souls involved is the same.

None of you owns the land. At the heart of the conflict, a conflict that is generating such pain and fear and violence, is that deepest and most fundamental misconception. Take away the territorial aspect of humanity and you take away the primary cause of all your conflicts. Many humans would say it was religion, but almost always, conflicting religious beliefs are a cover story. Fighting over territory – over the ownership of soil and rock and air and water that in truth belong to no one – is the true source of human misery.

I do not wish to appear, even for one of your moments, to sit in judgment. That is not spirit’s role. I speak only from love and from an understanding of what it is to be human and to confront these most basic desires and fears. I speak from the perspective of a greater self whose soul units have fought your battles – physical, emotional and moral. And I tell you: peace is possible. You know this. You have many examples of this all over your Earth in the present – where there is war no longer – and in Earth’s history. Peace is always possible.

Peace begins in the heart of the individual; with the heart and soul speaking and thinking as one to the ego, persuading the ego that fear of homelessness is empty, a fallacy. Peace begins with the surrendering of ego-generated fear to soul-generated calm. Once the heart and soul and ego of an individual accept that peace and tolerance is paramount and that they have a personal responsibility to ensure that peace and tolerance are exemplified in their own life and actions – then peace has begun.

Such internal conflicts and considerations are challenging and a newly achieved state of peace is delicate. Fear may disturb the balance. Others around the individual may influence him or her and cause the peace process within to be interrupted. Again and again the individual must challenge himself, bring herself back to peace, must determine not to be provoked into fear again by the fear of another.

Peace is as infectious as fear. Believe that. Believe that with all your heart and mind, as your soul already believes it. When enough of you win that internal battle with your fear, you will begin to notice others around you who have done likewise. The knowledge that you are not alone in your desire for peace is liberating and comforting and exhilarating. The feelings are more nourishing than those generated by your fear. Your heart may have raced then, but those feelings were destructive. The feelings generated by inner peace are strengthening and enriching – they help you grow.

Peace will come. Believe it with every thought, every action, and every word. (Edit) Wherever you are in the world, whether in a place of peace or of conflict, believe it. Do not let doubts and fears invade your mind. Thoughts have power. Deny negative thoughts the power to engender fear, the power to destroy. Think of Gandhi, of Mandela, of the Northern Ireland peace process. For every figurehead who led by example there were millions of others who, whether directly involved or not, chose to believe in the possibility of peace and to act accordingly. Their thoughts created actions and their actions created a new reality.

All such realities are fragile – they require constant nurturing. There have been and there may be more false starts, more violence, more loss – and this makes inner conviction, positive and unwavering belief in the possibility of peace, more crucial. The nature of human existence is fragile. It is fraught with emotion, for that is the nature of a human being. But the soul is there to calm and to advise. The soul is the link to the deeper knowledge and experience of the greater self, of spirit. At the heart of that experience is a state of grace, of joy, of stillness. There is no fear.

There is no easy answer, except to say that during all such conflicts, your souls are willing you to listen; are supporting every thought, feeling or action that leans towards the stillness where understanding comes. We in spirit – your greater selves, your guides, communicators and other levels of being which provide energy and support – are all radiating that stillness, that peace, that love. You have free will and we cannot intervene directly. We are not your Greek Gods of old, dispensing thunderbolts from Mount Olympus. But if you listen, if you open yourselves, you will find the strength for peace. We wish to support you in this awakening, as we have supported others.

Hold this thought in your minds and hearts, then listen and hear it echoed by your soul. Peace is possible. Peace is achievable. What you think of as loss – the loss of the land – is a myth. You cannot lose what you never truly possessed. And what you will gain in reality is of far greater worth. Share the Earth as those microbes share your body – in balance with one another and with the host, creating no cause for conflict. Do not tell another person how to feel or act, what is theirs and what is not. Look to yourself. Change your own behaviour. Treat others as you wish to be treated.

Until you truly examine yourself – understand your fears, tolerate your imperfections, find peace with yourself – how can you hope to understand your neighbour, to find peace with him? Until you are willing to share what you have – thinking of it not as sharing what is yours but as sharing what is available – how can you move away from the conflict that any concept of ownership provokes?

No human being is born wealthy or poor, privileged or deprived, right or wrong. It is the beliefs and behaviours of those surrounding the baby that make it appear so. It is the beliefs and behaviours instilled into the growing child that perpetuate those illusions. But you have free will. You can choose to reject such beliefs and cease such behaviours. You can decide to be at peace with yourself and your neighbour. You can decide to share resources rather than claim ownership of them. And you can decide to raise your children to see the benefit of doing the same.

We do not suggest this is easy. We know – I know, from direct experience – just how difficult this is. We ask only that you believe that it is possible – for your beliefs shape your actions and your actions shape the world in which you live.

Believe in peace, act in peace, shape peace in the world.







About this blog

Hi there and welcome.

‘Writing Spirit’ documents my journey with spirit by sharing some of the observations my guides and other communicators have made through their writing with me. Each post can be read as stand alone but those interested in the journey and the process might prefer to start with ‘About’ and read the posts in chronological order.

Whichever way you choose to read it, I thank you for your visit to my blog. The words here were given to me with love and I offer them to you with that same sentiment. Your comments are always welcome.

May all our journeys be fruitful.



Noisy neighbours


In my experience Spirit have a great sense of humour and of irony.  The selection of the topic for this next piece illustrates both. I picked a story ‘at random’ out of a newspaper. I was expecting war, crime, politics…I got a story about noisy neighbours. At the time of writing, I *had* noisy neighbours – ones who stomped about above me and builders who’d been working next door for over a year. At times I felt they’d drive me crazy, and yes I’d often cite them as the reason I ‘couldn’t’ meditate, or write with spirit, or work on my book as I’d planned to do…

Clearly, spirit thought I needed a little pep talk about this more than I needed to produce a piece on social injustice. And as it turned out, so did the rest of the class (need the pep talk, I mean ;)). So I thought I’d share it with you, too. Given my state of agitation when it came to said noise, I wanted someone calming to write with. So there I was, asking Buddha to talk to me about noisy neighbours. I felt a bit bad bothering him with such a trifle but he didn’t seem to mind.


Noisy neighbours – Buddha, 19 July 2014

Tolerance is a strange thing. It is something that may be learned consciously but it is something that may also be learned unconsciously.

Think of your noisy neighbours, my child. They may be making the same degree of noise but, depending on how you are engaged at the time, your response is different.

If you are sleeping and their noise wakes you, you feel irritated. You assign to them feelings or beliefs that have no basis in fact. You feel they are inconsiderate. They may well consider themselves to be dutiful and fruitful – carrying out their work at the prescribed time.

Now, when you are happily occupied – absorbed in conversation or activity, or the company of friends or family – you may not even notice that same noise. Consider also the times when you have lived beside a busy road. At first you could not imagine sleeping through – how did you describe it – such a racket. And yet, before too many weeks had passed you slept undisturbed.

The mind, body and soul are interlinked, of course. Each has mechanisms for coping with disturbance. After a time your conscious mind can choose to ignore the disturbance, just as your soul will always choose to note the noise, accept it, learn what there is to be learned from it and move on. It is your mind, your ego, which chooses to label the noise ‘a disturbance’ – to assign emotion to the fact, to react to it emotionally.

It is your choice whether or not to be disturbed. Are they noisy neighbours – or are you simply hearing noises that your neighbours are making?

This concept has much broader applications. Much of human life is busy, loud, challenging. There are myriad opportunities in every day of your lives to be disturbed, distracted, irritated; to feel put upon. And yet, none of them *must* disturb you.

No matter how crowded your day, mind or environment, there is always peace and space within. Choose the peace, the space, which does not depend on others, which is not affected by others – and you will not be disturbed unless you wish or choose to be.

Sometimes distraction is a good and valuable thing. Sometimes it breaks you away from unproductive activity or from negative or destructive thoughts. There is much wisdom in the adage ‘you need to get out of yourself’. You are human; you require interactions, social contact, to fully experience your life and to know its joys.

But when the outside world begins to feel noisy or distracting, step away from the labels, from the judgment of others’ activity, and seek the peace within. It is good practice, healthy practice, for you to be able to move from one state to the other – from interaction to stillness – with ease.

To be human is to be flawed in such perfect ways. To be human is to seek learning from the peace of spirit, just as to be spirit is to seek learning from the noise of what it is to be human.

There is no such thing as a noisy neighbour. There are only people being heard by you. How you respond is indicative of how you view the world and to what extent you are in contact with the stillness that forever resides within.

Peace to you all.

The current that shapes the world

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Each time I sit to write with my guides on a ‘big’ topic, I have to lay aside my nervousness and trust that Spirit are always ready to offer us insight.

The state of the world – Jy, 13 July 2014

First, we must consider what we mean by ‘the world’. Do we mean what is the ‘state’ of the world upon which you are all living i.e. what is the state of Mother Earth? Or do we mean what is the ‘state’ of the society in which humankind is living, upon that world? I suspect we mean both. An even bigger question!

Let us consider the first part, first. What is the ‘state’ of Mother Earth? Hmmm. On first observation, she would seem to be quite sickly, suffering from the effects of millennia of human occupation by a race whose self-serving ‘progress’ has been at the expense of the planet that gives them life and is their only home.

To begin with, man lived in harmony with nature, respecting its rhythms and its periods of rest. But man’s insatiable curiosity and cleverness has led to his capability to control the environment around him. To plunder the Earth for fuel which affects the atmosphere. To grow crops until the soil is exhausted, then create chemicals to grow more without thought for the harm they might do you and the soil into which you salt them. To farm the Earth’s creatures in increasingly cruel ways without regard for their wellbeing, where animal feeds upon animal in ways Mother Nature never intended.

When you examine, from a larger perspective, the ways in which humankind has manipulated nature and then accept that you did so without knowledge of the possible long-term consequences but thinking only of short-term gain, it is no wonder that Mother Earth is at last rebelling. She heaves and curses, she storms and floods, she freezes and burns, she erupts and trembles. Seasons change and the icy landscapes melt. The canopy of atmosphere unravels. Her raiments are coming undone.

And yet she is strong. She loves her unruly children and if only a few learn to behave, she will prevail for them all. Mother Earth is generous and bountiful. She is forgiving. She knows humankind acts out of ignorance – the wilfulness of ignorant children. She is fighting back but she needs the help of those children who are sensitive to her rhythms. She does not expect a return to the old days. Man must instead use his newly acquired knowledge for her good as well as his own. Science can build in harmony with her as well as destroy. The knowledge already exists for the most part but what holds it back from being deployed is greed. For often, the most harmonious way is not the cheapest. Greed prevents many eco-friendly scientific discoveries from seeing the light of day. This is what must change. This is what the collective minds and hearts and will of the responsible few must achieve for the many and for Mother Earth. Choose wisely, choose responsibly, refuse the easy, cheap choices that destroy the world that gives you life. You have a responsibility not only to yourselves but also to those who come after you.

The air you breathe, the soil that supports you, the fire that warms you, the water that quenches your thirst – these are more valuable than any wealth you might accumulate, more essential than any false sense of security you acquire through status or possessions. They are to be cherished as closely and dearly as those people you love best.

Treat Mother Earth with respect and she will be calm and bountiful in return. Never consider that your efforts alone cannot change society’s behaviour, for you can only be responsible for yourself. You can only set an example for others to follow if they so choose. Have faith in yourself and in others, as Mother Earth has faith in you.

Now, to consider “the state of the world” as in the society that humankind has created and in which you live.

At first sight, again, an apparently depressing prospect. Wars are rife, inequality even more so. Half the world starves while the other grows unhealthily obese. The haves and have nots are as evident now as at any time in humankind’s history.

Why have not all your discoveries, all your cleverness, all your knowledge of science, all your crop rotations and transport capabilities led to equality across the globe? There are no medieval fiefdoms any more and yet with them died the responsibility of the rich to look after the poor. Better still the society in which there is no such divide – but to do away with feudalism without introducing equality can hardly be regarded as progress, can it?

A bleak picture then – a world spiralling towards chaos rather than away from it? No. Nothing so dreadful.

It is true that the world – that society – is as yet far from ideal. But it is also true that society is now occupied by many more individuals for whom autonomy is the reality and by countless others for whom autonomy is the goal. They do no wish to be looked after; they wish to be self-sufficient. They do not seek charity – though they may need it in the short term to prevent extinction – they seek instead the means to help themselves.

This could never have happened in a totally tribal or feudal society. It is possible now. What is missing is the global recognition of the need for personal responsibility alongside independence and self-sufficiency. If ‘I’ have too much, take too much, more than I need to be self-sufficient, then I am responsible for my neighbour’s inability to thrive. It is not enough to keep yourself to yourself – you cannot harm no-one by ignoring everyone. If you examine the state of the world in which you live – the state of society – its ills are all, every one of them, the consequences of ignoring the needs of others to serve one’s own needs, or of trying to control others by manipulating their needs.

You, as a reincarnated soul, cannot change the world. But you can change yourself – your behaviour – and that will have an energetic effect on the world, on the people and the society around you. One ripple is not the ocean, but it is an essential part of that ocean. The ripples join, flowing together to make the wave, and the waves together become the currents and the currents of the oceans help shape the world.

Be the world you want to live in. Be the life you best can be. There is much truth in the old adage ‘do as you would be done by’. Take responsibility for your actions, always. Be kind but do not seek to control others by smothering them with kindness. Share but do not regard it as charity. There is no such thing as charity. A gift is a joy when it is given with purity of spirit; it is merely the sharing of resources to create equality and harmony in the world. Give and expect nothing in return. And when it is your turn to receive, do so with humility and thankfulness. Accept that it is your right and natural state to be equal.

The world has enough for all – only the distribution is at fault and that is something entirely in the hands of humankind and a situation entirely of your own making. Learn to give and to receive in a state of grace and a state of balance will result. Be the graceful ripple that becomes part of the graceful wave, the current that shapes the world.

To change the world you must change yourself. And in so doing you will learn more than you ever thought possible. You will know more joy than you ever believed could be yours to experience. The state of the world is not something to fear – for it is yours to embrace. You are the world. Do not fear yourself. You are capable of great change, great learning, and great joy. It is never too late – even the last day of a life, lived well, is a ripple the world needs. Every day you live is an opportunity to embrace.

Begin, my friends – seize the moment, quell your fears.

Human diversity

Human diversity by leo-n via

Human diversity by leo-n via

I learned a valuable lesson after writing this piece – never to take my connection with spirit for granted, never to become complacent about the stillness and discipline needed to enable their words to come through clearly.

I was away from home and I’d set an alarm clock as I needed to check out of my room by a certain time. Jy was there, as eloquent as ever. I thought it was ok but on later review it was muddled – something spirit never is! And so I revisited the piece, allowing Jy to edit and clear up the muddles my distraction had created.

Human diversity – Jy, 23 June 2014

Human diversity – a diverse and far-reaching subject!

Hmmm – let us first consider what we mean by diversity. Do we mean variation in physical form? In ethnicity, culture or belief? Do we mean diversity in behaviour – in what is considered ‘acceptable’ or ‘normal’? Do we mean variety in geographic location and thereby in society, habit or appearance? Perhaps we mean all of these things, yes?

And yet all of these are things that you can observe with your human senses – with sight, or hearing, through observation. Is there not another source and sort of diversity that is equally important? What about the diversity of your souls?

These essences of your being drive your human lives. They determine how and why and as what you are born. They predetermine some major milestones of your lives, experiences your greater selves wish to experience and through which you will learn.

So how much of what you perceive as human diversity is in fact spiritual diversity? How different are your souls from one another? The answer is: as different as it is possible to be. For each of your greater selves is completely and utterly unique. Therefore each of the fragments which your greater selves choose to send to Earth to live a human life, or to send into other dimensions to experience a different type of ‘living’, is in itself equally and totally unique.

Each soul is a recognisable facet of a recognisable whole and that whole is unique. Each facet reflects the whole but is in itself unique. Like a huge cut and polished gem, each of our greater selves contains and reflects the light of spirit in a slightly different way. Each facet reflects a different part of that spectrum of light and so when those facets are upon the Earth as souls, each placed deep within the setting of a human body – well, humanity cannot help but reflect that diversity.

Oh what a cause for joy and celebration this is! How much there is to be learned from encountering such differences, such diverse reflections of the great peace, the great spiritual essence.

As seen through the filter of human settings – human beings and lives with their deep-rooted emotions and energies – the diversity is magnified and expressed in ways so powerful they can never be forgotten. And that experience is then carried back to the whole, to the greater self, to be stored within that magnificent gem and shared with spirit.

Were the calm and peace of spirit to be reflected exactly on Earth, things would certainly be easier but not so fruitful – for it is in the storms of emotion, in the variations from the carefully planned path, in the vibrant spontaneity of human will and existence, that the greatest learning occurs. Because the greatest aspect of human diversity is unpredictability.

You may choose to incarnate as this or that person, in this or that part of the world and into a family believing or behaving is this or that way. You may choose to have a life populated by this or that formative experience or challenge. But that is before human will comes into play. Oh how often you see, from your greater selves’ perspective, those carefully laid plans thrown to the winds, or stalled, or shattered. Oh how often you feel, reflected by that facet of yourselves incarnate, the frustrations, the joy, the anger, the despair, the puzzlement.

Unpredictability; whimsy; recklessness; impetuousness; spontaneity – your greater selves smile on such things and welcome them, even as your incarnated selves are wandering through the maze created by them.

We should now reconsider the original subject, in the light of this further dimension of diversity.

Human diversity is indeed colour, creed, belief, morals, societal habits, deep-rooted and more casual choices and preferences, from sexuality to taste in food and fashion. All of these things make you, when incarnated as human, different from one another. And each presents you with a choice when you encounter one who differs – who is diverse – from you. Do you recoil? Do you rebel? Or do you listen, observe and attempt to understand? Will you be converted to this other behaviour or belief? Is it moving you? Will it be accepted into what makes you, you? Or will you give thanks for the opportunity to observe this difference but, knowing that it does not feel ‘right’ or essential to you, maintain your current behaviour and belief and move on? Or will you attempt to dominate the other, different being – to impose your behaviour or belief upon them, oppressing them in some attempt to homogenise humanity into your own image?

Put in such a way it is difficult to believe that any being would choose the latter behaviour, is it not? And yet some lost souls – by which human expression, we of course mean humans who have lost conscious contact with their own soul, their wiser inner self– do choose to behave just so.

When you as humans, diverse and glorious, are faced with such choices, the paths you take will also be manyfold. For of course there are degrees of choice, and many branches upon each road you choose to take. Those choices are also determined by how in tune with your souls, those facets of your unique greater selves, you are. And so the possibilities – the diversity of choices – are multiplied again.

We in spirit rejoice in this infinity of choice for it means that when each soul, each facet, returns to the whole, it brings with it unique experiences to share with its greater self and in turn with all spirit. Knowledge is as food to us. To grow and to learn is not something that solely belongs to human experience. We in spirit wish to grow and to learn, also. That is why we work with you, love and support you, why some of us also choose to send our souls to Earth and to other dimensions to learn. For we are you and you are us. We are all unique aspects of one whole, one truth, one existence that is growing and learning and loving.

Like the compound eye of the bee, each of us sees differently, but each of us is the bee.

Viewed from this perspective, from the great unity that underlies all diversity, how insignificant the colour of one’s skin, the form of one’s worship, the geographical location of one’s life, seems to be. And yet all such seemingly insignificant differences are an essential part of the diversity that is the root and branch, the essence, of human and spiritual learning.

Yes, those differences are sometimes the cause of great pain – of conflict and suffering, of hardship and loss. All these, when encountered, should be met with compassion. But there is great learning in adversity and as your souls are listened to by their human counterparts, as you become, while incarnated, more in tune with your inner facets and through them to your greater selves, so the likelihood of suffering is reduced. So your choices become calmer and more balanced. So your attitude to diversity, when you encounter it, turns to joyful surprise and eager observation, not fear and suspicion.

You choose the classroom, not the conflict. You learn, rather than deny.

The beginning of this process is to accept diversity in yourselves – as a human and as a soul. You will not always behave in the same way when confronted by the same situation. As you grow older, for instance,  and your experience is enriched, you behave differently if you have remained open to learning. Human moods and emotions also colour your judgement and behaviour. You may respond differently to an experience when you are alone rather than in company, when you are in love or feeling lonely, when you are well, or sick, or tired. You must learn to love all these aspects of yourselves, to accept your own behaviours and to be gentle in the scolding. To be kind to yourselves as you seek to grow, as you reach for tolerance and understanding.

Each new day is a new opportunity. It is never too late to learn and to derive joy from the learning.

Once you begin to accept and to love yourselves in all your diverse moods, behaviour, appearances and stages of life, then it becomes easier, more fluid, to accept and love others; to appreciate their differences from you. Then you begin to enjoy, at a true and deep level, human diversity. You actively seek it out to experience its adventure, rather than sticking to the safe, to the known, to the same.

And on this journey of appreciation for the great diversity of humanity and human existence you become naturally more and more in tune with your true selves; more and more in tune with your souls – those utterly unique facets of your utterly diverse greater selves. The paths of knowledge and wisdom and joy – both inner and outer – begin to flow in parallel. And one day, when perfectly attuned, they will flow together and onward to the Source.

Therefore be happy, be joyful as you examine and experience human diversity. It is a playground for joy and a classroom for learning. It is a reflection of the soul’s and the greater selves’ infinite diversity. Oh, the wonder of it!

You cannot stagnate if you will only continue to flow. Flow to freedom, to the essence of joy. Celebrate your differences as earth celebrates air, and water, fire. All complement, all combine to create. All are utterly different and yet arise from the same source.

As do you and I. As do we all.

The lesson and the lark

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The following session of writing with spirit felt more like a vivid guided meditation – a feeling that was reinforced when I read it back. If only I could impersonate Jy’s voice, I might be tempted to record this one and play it when I need to chill out after a challenging day.

A country walk with Jy, 5 April 2014

I wish to take you for a country walk, as so many of you will begin to enjoy now your weather is improving. I wish to stroll with you along a lane, across a field and down to the banks of a stream, where we may observe the water and all that lives within it.

As we walk we will talk and our conversation will be joyful. But as we walk and talk we will also observe. We will drink in the beauty of nature; we will use all of the senses with which your fine bodies are graced. We will enjoy each other’s discourse but we will not miss the beauty around us and the joy to be had from it. We will be fully aware.

So let us imagine, bizarre as it may seem, that my words here are our conversation. As we discuss them, as you question me and I playfully respond – for what sort of a teacher, or a good companion, does not have a sense of humour? – as we chatter amongst ourselves, what else is there to see, to feel?

Feel the hard-packed earth of the lane beneath your feet. Feel the breeze upon your skin. Do you feel the warmth of the sun upon your cheek? Hear the bird that chirrups from the tree above, the buzz of the bee as it bumbles by. Now, as we cross through the gap in the hedgerow, smell the blossom, feel the scratch upon your hand of hawthorn. Feel the new softness and give under your feet as hard-packed earth changes to grass.

But do not lose track of what I am saying! Do you need to beg my pardon as you admire the buttercups but miss my joke? Aha – you are not fully open and using all the senses with which you are blessed.

Feel the temperature change as we pass beneath the shade of the oak and discuss our need to be aware. Aware of ourselves but also of life around us; of our direction but also of those opportunities and beauties along the way.

As we reach the stream, refreshing our thirst and cooling our feet within its clear, gurgling waters, we admire the firm brown fish which shimmer in the shallows, the flowing green weeds which bend and sway in the currents. And our shared laughter gurgles like the stream. Time flows like the water. Our energies mingle and mix like the water and the weed, the weed and the fish.

Your journeys through life are like walk. Your attitude, your focus, may change from minute to minute. There will be many calls upon your time, energy and attention. Try to be measured, be prepared. Keep yourself well and energetic, so that you may enjoy the meadow and the mind, the field and the friend, the lesson and the lark.

Life is rich. Partake of its richness. Do not rush so towards the end that you lose sight of the experiences that will bring joy along the way.

The bullet or the bird


One thing I really enjoy about writing with spirit is never knowing where they’re going to take me. It’s the complete antithesis of how I might otherwise work as a creative writer, thinking about plot and structure before I begin. I certainly had no idea where things were heading when I sat down with my guide Jy in March 2014, but he knew exactly what he wanted to say.

Life and its trajectory – Jy, 31 March 2014

Let us first consider the word trajectory. For it is a resonant word, yes? A large word. A grand word. And one I suspect carries many assumptions, interpretations that colour one’s thinking right from the start. You, humanity, must set these preconceptions apart when considering this subject in full.

But on the basis that, if I said ‘do not think of a green door’, you would be hard pressed to think of anything else, let us consider your prejudices.

What would most humans, most souls in incarnation in the present day (for you) think of when they heard the work ‘trajectory’? A gun, yes. Precisely. So let us first consider the word, the images evoked by the word, in the context of a gun.

Trajectory is the path taken by the missile propelled by the gun, the direction and angle or curvature taken by the bullet. And, as we know, the bullet leaves the gun at high speed, slowing only when it has travelled considerable distance or when it hits a solid mass.

If we were to consider the trajectory of life as being akin to that of a bullet – why, then we would be sorely mistaken. Bullets cannot, outside fantasy films, travel around corners or curves as they travel. They follow a predictable path, which can be estimated by science, re-created by analysis. The trajectory of life knows no such limits. Neither does it travel at a predictable velocity. Just because you took off at a gallop and you now feel yourself slowing, this does not mean that you are at the end of your journey or your inspiration. Pace, direction, awareness as you travel may all vary. And all are far less easy to predict than the path your bullet is likely to take.

What a good job that is! How tedious would it be to be me, observing life after life, it they all conformed to such strictures? How tedious would it be to be you, oh humanity, following such narrow paths, beset by those same strictures? How glad are you to be the bird not the bullet?

Let us consider trajectory for the bird. And I use the analogy consciously and, I hope, explicitly. Let us, more precisely, consider the trajectory of the migratory bird. Before that bird is even born, it is imprinted, it has absorbed the instincts, inherited the compulsions, which will dictate that, at certain times, it is compelled into certain behaviour. When the weather does this or that, when its fellow birds begin to travel in a certain direction, it will feel compelled to do likewise.

So does the soul decide, before each birth, what great paths it wishes to travel. What experiences will be its eyries, its ocean crossings, its nestings and its learnings. And the human soul enters this contract knowing that the compulsions of its family and social groups will also exert great influence – will, to some extent, act upon and determine its direction of travel; its trajectory.

But there are unknowns, uncalculables for the bird and for the soul incarnated. There are the storms – whether physical weather or emotional disturbances – that throw the bird, the soul, off its intended course. Some may prove only a delay, with much will power and determination brought to bear to overcome them and be heading once more in the right direction. Some may prove more insistent, more overwhelming. And the bird, or the man, finds itself washed up on an unexpected shore – battered, tired, but still exuberantly alive, needing to explore. Perhaps it is the object of much attention, as a foreigner in those parts.

Embraced, such experiences offer much learning and can even permanently alter the course of one’s life – as a bird or a man. But be cautious – do not become so distracted by the novelty of your surroundings that you find yourself netted, snared, caged and become the object of curiosity at the expense of your freedom.

You, whether bird or man, are born to be free. Free to make choices – and to do so you must remain free to exercise your own will. Do not subject yourself, therefore, to another’s power. Meet them head on. Make free decisions to stay or to go; to remain in the new, unexpected land or, having sheltered there a while and recovered your strength, to take flight and resume your original course. For you carry with you the experiences of that time. You are the wiser bird for them, albeit one back in the flock.

So, the storms may redirect you, but what else? The richness of your surroundings may also prove a distraction or offer learning. Your own strength may flow freely, accelerate or ebb. The landscape may offer challenges. Can you fly as far as fast at altitude? Do you need or desire to rest more when on such a heady path? If what is important is reaching the final destination, then is it not also wise to do so in good health and good spirits, so that you may fully enjoy it when you arrive? The bullet cannot choose the mountain flight path, the valley thermals, the risky but direct ocean pathway. You can, as a soul incarnated to human life.

And, of course, the ultimate effect on your trajectories are the people around you; the other souls with whom you exchange learning and experience. The relationships you form in a lifetime can move you forward towards your original destination, or have you dallying for years. Sometimes dalliance is beneficial – a mutual learning experience that enriches your life. But sometimes you allow yourselves to become stuck, trapped by your doubts and fears.

This is when quiet is necessary; quiet introspection and communion with your soul. Look inward and ask the part of you that knows you best, which has recorded all your hopes and dreams before you were ever born, which has absorbed every piece of learning in your lifetime. Ask this soul-deep well of wisdom: What am I doing here, right now? Is this where I should be? Is this what I should be? Who I should be with? Am I still on my ultimate trajectory or have I strayed too far? Have I taken one turn too many or allowed the solidness of someone else to block my path to an extent that is not beneficial to them or to me?

Your instincts are strong. Every one of you has that knowledge nestled deep inside of your human selves. Just as the bird knows where it should be heading and when, so does your soul know where your true path lies.

The beauty of human life is that there are so many different pathways one may take to that ultimate destination. No pathway is too long or too short, too steep, too high, too stony. As long as you are moving, growing, experiencing, learning. It is only when you stop, when you allow yourselves to become stuck in a rut, as you might say, that the warning bells should sound. Are you lingering out of choice, for some lovely, deep or fascinating experience? Are you free to leap skyward, to take off and fly free whenever you choose? Then no matter where you find yourself, you are probably still on the right trajectory. But if the answer is “I cannot leave because of this,” or “I cannot follow my heart because of that,” then you have become the trapped bird. Seek your soul’s answers to find your way out of the snare. No-one who truly loves you will want you to be anything other than free – as free as a bird.

So do not compare the trajectory of a human life to the trajectory of a bullet. There is no comparison and be thankful for that. The bullet is not complex. It does not have free will or the element of choice. It interacts with nothing but the weapon that fires it, the air it passes through unheeding and the solid mass that stops it. Your lives know no such boundaries.

Embrace the beautiful circling, arching, bending, swerving, swaying, twisting and turning trajectories of your lives. Stay connected to your soul, be aware of your true destination, even if only as that ‘gut feeling’ the soul conveys so well to the mind of its man. Be aware and be free.

Embrace the journey, little birds. Ride the thermals of life and look to the sun and the stars – the ever-fixed marks that guide you home.

The year of the horse

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Spirit guides seem frequently to adopt the archetype of a Native American, but I’d never communicated with one until a class early in 2014. And he was determined, because I became aware of him standing close behind my classmate as soon as we gathered – well before the task (to deliver a written message for another member) had even been set. The date was 8 February – one week after the start of the Chinese New Year, that year being the Year of the Horse.

A message for a classmate from his gatekeeper – 8 February 2014

Sister, I welcome your invitation – for my brother has many doubts and some fears. Most are unfounded but some are grounded in experience in this and other lifetimes. With my help and the help of my brothers and sisters in spirit who are here to assist, these doubts and fears will be overcome. They will become as dust upon the plains, thrown up by the hooves of horses as we thunder towards our future.

For he will ride with us upon the winds – strong, free, courageous and joyful. He has a warrior’s spirit and a poet’s heart. He feels with his whole being and sometimes this depth of feeling paralyses him. But he will come to know and accept that it is a strength. It gives his words and actions integrity that others value.

In this year of the horse we wish to assist him in leaping upon the unbroken stallion of his fears. We wish him to know that we are there beside him, lending him our will when his own falters, our belief when his own self doubt plays upon him. He is a master of his craft in his inner being, in his soul, and he can be this in actuality.

I will guard the door to spirit so that only those brothers and sisters who believe in his goodness, greatness and wisdom come through to assist.

Oh brother, let the spirit flow freely through you so that you ride with us across the plains of destiny as you once did and can again. I am your brother, your friend and your guardian. Ride with me, hold me close, know my name.





Someone looked up the meaning of my spirit guide Jy’s name (how come I never thought to do that?!) Here’s what the urban dictionary has to say:

Jy – used in Asia. It means “I support you!” or “I hope you do great!”. It is an abbreviation of “Jia You”.

He certainly does support me! Thanks Jy.

The next time he stepped forward, it was to write with me on a big topic – reincarnation – giving spirit’s perspective on the subject.

Reincarnation – Jy, 18 January 2014

This is Jy. As you know well, I am always here, ready to listen and to advise and to aid you, particularly around matters of writing. Why then have I stepped forward tonight? Am I the expert on reincarnation? This is puzzling, no? No – it is simple.

I am here as an interpreter, for there is much written about the subject of reincarnation in your world, is there not? Volumes and volumes of it, all purporting one thing or another, exploring what happens when you die, the choices you make or those made for you. Theories abound on the purpose for a between life time, when the soul may sit and ponder upon its actions in the last life…or alternatively when that soul is judged by beings greater than itself and held to account for its deeds, good or bad, in the last life.

Dependent upon which version you read or believe, upon which holds most sway in your heart and mind, you might consider each new life a reward or a punishment. The truth is, it is neither of these things.

You have free will. Without it, there would be no purpose to incarnating at all. And given that that free will applies at all times – when incarnated and when in spirit – how you choose to use your time between lives is as much your choice as how you choose to spend your time on earth.

Some souls do spend time resting, thinking of and doing nothing, while they recuperate from the stresses or even traumas of their last earthly life. Some throw themselves straight into the fray of reviewing that life, with the counsel of a wise teacher and mentor who can help them articulate what they have learned, what they failed to learn and what they wish to do next. Most opt for another life and the choice of learning further lessons. Some choose eternal rest. But it is always personal choice, taken of free will. Guidance is just that – guidance, not coercion and certainly not instruction.

Thus as each soul comes to an earthly life again, as it takes its first breath, it is in the body and the situation that the soul has agreed it would be. Those who most intimately surround it are part of that same negotiation – they have agreed to be part of the lesson – and in so doing are also learning themselves.

Your souls have contracts with each other that you are compelled to carry out – sometimes to the puzzlement and even frustration of the conscious mind, the human personality. This dichotomy is what gives rise to questions such as “why am I still with him/her?” “Why do I feel the way I do – he/she’s not my type?” “He/she irritates me and yet I love him so much. Why is that?” When your souls draw up the contracts, you are drawn together.

That is the mechanics, the process of reincarnation. But what is its purpose?

Its purpose is to satisfy your hunger, your curiosity. The soul is an eternally curious creature. It seeks to learn always, to grow, to change, to explore all there is to explore, to be all there is to be and thus eventually to arrive at a place where, in the completest of knowledge, it can make the proclamation: ‘here – this is what and who I am!’ That moment is reached by relatively few beings and those who do reach it rapidly realise that the journey is far more enjoyable than the destination. Not that Nirvana is unpleasant – on the contrary it is far too peaceful and serene to be anything other than relentlessly pleasant. But the soul which has had many an adventure while incarnated will often yearn again for the adventure. And then we teach; we guide; we mentor.

Reincarnation is the next chapter, the next adventure, the next experiment. It expands your souls, your consciousness. It enables you to see and to experience the world through your neighbour’s, or friend’s, or enemy’s eyes by becoming, in essence, that other person.

Reincarnation is the step by step, systematic unfolding of the soul’s journey from the bliss of ignorance to the ecstasy of enlightenment.

But do not hurry toward the end of your journey. Firstly, because it is very far away. But secondly, and more importantly, because you miss so much by rushing through life. There is always so much more to see, feel, smell, hear, than you are aware of in any and each moment.

One day, when you review your time on earth in this particular incarnation, you will realise that the joy you felt from the breeze in your hair, the beauty of a drop of dew on a leaf – that these things were as important and enriching as the most tangible of human attainments – the new job, the big win, the pay rise or the night out. Sometimes the memory of a smile will light your days for years and years and the love of laughter may be carried over into the next life. Such is the impression seemingly small incidents make.

So, savour every moment of this incarnation, however strange, or sad or sweet. Savour each moment, savour each encounter with another. Remember.

Reincarnation is a journey for the soul, the mind, the body and the spirit. Each will perceive it quite differently and respond to it differently but the whole will be enriched by the experience. Do not seek to control the process. Only your soul can have that say, between lives.

Trust not the man who claims to have the ‘definitive version’ of the reincarnatory experience – unless he is dead and speaking to you as your guide, from spirit. Anyone still in earthly incarnation can only put forth an opinion on what reincarnation is and does. The only definitive knowledge comes from death itself. And no-one is born into their next life with all their soul memory accessible. Some echoes may remain, to guide and sometimes to puzzle you. Certain elements may be recalled at a later date, perhaps during spiritual work. But essentially each life is lived afresh. Afresh and awash with new possibilities, new adventure.

Sally forth, my friends, on this your finest adventure. For the life you live now, in this moment, is always the finest. There is no better time than right now. When memories of previous lives surface, acknowledge them, examine why they have arisen at this time. They will be there to assist you in your present life in some way. There is no other reason to remember consciously. And having examined and concluded the purpose of the memory, move on. Do not dwell in the past – especially in the past life. For you are here to live the life you have now, to be the best version of the person you are now. Do not dwell in the past and do not hanker too much for the future. Let the adventure unfold as it will.

We all live many lives in many places. But the only one you need to concern yourself overly with is the you you are right now.

From the garden – a message for a friend


My first piece of writing with spirit in 2014 happened in the first few minutes of the new year. I’d elected not to go out, it was peaceful in my flat and it seemed a good time to attempt something about which I felt not a little trepidation. A very dear friend had a question of spirit, the answer to which I was going to attempt to provide by asking one of my friend’s guides to write through me.

I didn’t as yet give sittings outside my mediumship class and though I was used to giving other circle members messages, this felt like a whole new level of intimacy and responsibility. To say nothing of the fact that I was doing this remotely, without said friend being present to help bring in her guide. To add to the challenge, my friend’s question was all about her guides…did it matter that she didn’t know precisely who they were, their names, their histories? And was it the right time to embark, with them, upon the spiritual work she’d set her heart on? Oh heck.

But as I have frequently been told and frequently have to remind myself, working with spirit is all about trust – trusting myself not to get in the way and trusting spirit to get the message right. They did just that and with such love. My friend has kindly given permission for me to share her guide’s response here.

To N – 01 January 2014

Dearest one,

As I write with your friend the fireworks compete with the rain, just as humans forever pit themselves against the forces of nature. And by that I mean of nature in general, and their own natures, too.

It is a part of the human condition, the human experience – and an important, nay essential part at that – for you to rail against that which your instincts say is true, or habit, or just, or easy. You fight – and often you lose and sometimes you win. What you yourself recognise, but many do not, is that you often learn more in the losing than in the winning. Winning most often comes when all the lessons down that particular avenue of losings have been learned. Only then can your soul direct you to the correct choice and somehow the victory does not always bring the thrill you thought it would. It is a short-lived pleasure because, after all, the new challenge, the next curiosity, is far more engaging.

You may wonder what all this has to do with your question, but yes, it is pertinent. You are curious about the nature and identity of your guides, your helpers in spirit. You wonder who exactly we are, what are our names? Have we ever lived on your earth? Who were we and what did we do there? Did you ever know us in a previous life? What should you call us now, how should you envisage us? Your curiosity knows no bounds.

There is nothing wrong with curiosity. But I beg your indulgence for a while longer, my dearest. I beg you to ask yourself, if you were caught in a storm, without food or shelter, and a stranger emerged out of the gloom and offered you a supporting arm, an umbrella, if he led you to a warm shelter and cooked you a meal. If you knew from the start, instinctively, in your heart of hearts, that you could trust him, that he wanted nothing more than to comfort and assist and support you. If you knew that he was there only to supply what you needed to gain control of the situation for yourself and to give you the tools to move on under your own steam before he waved you goodbye and stepped back out into the night… If you knew all that, would the experience be any less meaningful for having never known his name, or what his profession was, or why he seemed so familiar, so safe? Yes, you would be curious, but would the encounter be any the less for that lack of facts?

We are many such ‘strangers’ – familiar for all that you do not know our names. Dear and beloved though you cannot recall how we came to be so. We appear when we are needed, we each have a role to play – specialisms, if you like, that can help you as you evolve in this life, as your wonderful path unfurls beneath your feet.

Call us what you will. Imagine us as you will. Create the story of our previous life or lives together if you wish to, as you will. For as a teacher once told you and as you will hear again and again in your journey with spirit, when you open your mind, please trust the thoughts and sounds and images that come. You know you were called Rafaelo in your life in Malta. How do you know? Because you were open to receive the sound of your name.

As you feel us draw close, single us out. Become accustomed to asking for whichever one of us specialises in what you wish to do at that moment. If you wish to heal, or learn of healing, call upon your healing guide, then meditate with an open mind in that guide’s presence. Ask that they show themselves to you, speak to you. You will hear their name in your mind, you will come to see them if you so wish. Trust the images you get. Trust the feelings and the gnowings, trust the physical sensations – the smells and the sounds and the colours. Develop your own lexicon as your friend spoke of developing hers – lexicons do not only consist of words.

In short, trust is the key to learning the details you so yearn for. The knowledge is all there – it is not hidden, but neither is it essential to the work and the journeying we do together. Do not let its lack become a barrier to the true achievements and harmony and fulfilment. Let the details, unimportant and yet we acknowledge tantalising, emerge naturally as the flower unfurls from the bud. They are but the fragrance, not the flower itself. And from the flower comes the fruit and the fruit provides the true sustenance.

As you relax into the work, into the journeying, the knowledge, the familiar details you yearn for, will come to you. It will be as if you brush the cobwebs away from your face and there, there is his or her beloved face before you! And of course you know their name! And that smile – how could you forget, since the first time you saw it in this place, at that time? Oh the joy of instant recognition! Strangers no more; nor ever were.

As for me, you will find me ever in my garden. At its centre a well – the giver of life. I will tend and prune and weed; my work will be battered by storms and droughts but life will inevitably survive and burst forth. And there will be long lazy summer days, warm October evenings, frozen days where the icicles shine like daggers in the sun and the spiders’ webs are stretched across the path like glass snowflakes. Come to me when growth is slow or seems to refuse to happen. Come to me when you thirst for knowledge of how to take things to the next stage of transformation. Do not always expect an immediate solution, for all seeds take time to germinate, some longer than others. Some need to over winter in frozen ground more than a turn or two before they emerge. Others never grow tall but are small and beautiful. Some need shade to thrive, others stretch and strain for the sun, only happy in its blinding light and warmth. The garden has room for many things, as the garden of life has room for many people. Gardens benefit from variety, from the beneficial interdependence of many species, each beautiful in their diversity. Such is your life and those of others around you.

I am Brother Marcus and you knew me once. You will discover more as we journey together. You often found me in the garden at the abbey. It was my work but also my pleasure. I found God in the soil and the face of a flower as often as I found him in the chapel. Sometimes I wondered if you knew or noticed Him at all but in my heart I was sure that He knew you and that was what mattered. You were a good man and in so many ways that is more important that being a pious one.

In your new journey all your compassion will be called upon and you will not be found lacking. To be a guide but not a leader is a challenge. To provide succour and support but then let the spirit fly free to its own reward…ah, what a calling, what a heavenly burden! Come to me in the garden when the burden seems great, when the sadness of others visits heavily upon you. It is a peaceful place; I am a quiet man. The peace of this place, the warmth of the sun, the coolness of the breeze, the richness of the loamy soil between your fingers, will sustain and comfort you.

To answer your question, the time is right. It is never wrong. Live each moment and each experience as it comes, fully and with pleasure and acceptance. All you wish to know is within your grasp but do not grasp for it. Instead, let it come gently to you, as your mind opens and the knowledge whispers itself to your heart. Like the robin who sits upon the branch, watching me work, until one fine winter’s day, seeing me pause to wipe my brow, and knowing after many months of silent companionship that I am no threat, he hops upon my hoe and sings his heart to me.

We will sing our hearts to you. Listen, listen.

Buenos noches. You are welcome in my garden whenever you wish it.