May every sunrise hold more promise
and every sunset hold more peace
I've really enjoyed spending my brief moments of free time catching up with the Commonwealth Games.
Scotland were terrific hosts.
An occasion like this brings out the patriot in most of us and it makes me really proud to be British. I know it’s not the forum to get political, but I truly hope that Scotland don’t go their own way.
In a wee while, at the end of August, I will be working in Inverness, Livingston and Alloa and hope to see all you bonnie lads and lassies there!
Travelling back from Edinburgh on the train yesterday, in the Quiet Coach, I started off annoyed at the loud voice of the student chatting so noisily on her mobile phone.
But as I listened to what she was saying - how excited she was to land her first job, to get in to concerts for FREE, to put posters on the walls of her new rented apartment - I took a minute to remember what that excitement of youth actually felt like.
It may have just inspired me to get some of that giddiness back in my life.
It occurred to me that ‘eavesdropping’ is, to my mind, a crucial life skill, and one that might lead to learning even more crucial life skills.
Over the span of a train journey, I have learned how to detect a gas leak, check for skin cancer or how do drink whisky without getting drunk, —potential lifesavers, all!
It has been a treat as always to work with James Van Praagh this week. We’ve been teaching and demonstrating at The Arthur Conan Doyle Centre in Edinburgh and I urge anybody within commuting distance to make an effort to get here. It’s wonderful for Scotland to have such a prestigious Spiritual Home.
Even though the Commonwealth Games are being held in Glasgow, everybody in the shops and restaurants up here in Edinburgh has been talking about the country’s sporting prowess. I wish all the competitors every best wish in achieving their personal best. From one who has difficulty lasting longer than 10 minutes on a treadmill and who was never a first choice in my school sports teams, I’m full of admiration for the athletes’ talent and determination.
I was flicking through the August edition of Soul and Spirit today (for which I write a regular column) when I came across an interesting article on the Soul Midwife movement.
Soul Midwives provide holistic and spiritual companions to anyone at the end of life to ease the passing of the dying and to ensure that their death is a dignified and peaceful experience.
How wonderful that such a facility can be available for those who could be alone or for those whose families need support in their grief.
It is a very interesting concept.
Born 18th July 1918, died 5th December 2013
Nelson Mandela was one of the most influential men of our time who touched the hearts and souls of many, especially the oppressed and those fighting oppression.
His life was an inspiration to everyone the world over; a man not afraid to stand up for all that he believed in – democracy, equality and education for everyone.
“What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.”
“People must learn to hate and if they can learn to hate they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”
“Education is the most powerful weapon which we can use to change the world.”
Wise words from an amazing individual. Thank you so much.
Tears of Joy
For this single Mum the last few years had been hard – a messy divorce, several house moves, Asperger’s and ADHD diagnoses for her sons.
Despite the hardships, Friday night ‘dinners’ are a tradition she keeps faithfully.
On a Friday night out at a local pizza restaurant her kids were loud and acting up so she apologised to a fellow diner. He told her not to worry; he had three kids of his own and could relate.
When the young man left the restaurant the woman found out that the stranger had not only paid for her family’s dinner and left them a gift card, but he also wrote her a heartfelt note including the following:
“I do not know your back story, but I have had the privilege of watching you parent your children for the past 30 minutes. I have to say thank you for parenting your children in such a loving manner.
I have watched you teach your children about the importance of respect, education, proper manners, communication, self-control and kindness, all while being very patient. I will never cross your path again but I am positive that you and your children will have amazing futures.
Keep up the good work and, when it starts to get tough, do not forget that others may be watching and will need the encouragement of seeing a good family being raised. God bless!
The mother and waitress were filled with tears of joy. As you should be too now – am I right?
My demonstration at Cranleigh Arts Centre on Friday 27 th June was an intimate gathering. I enjoy these evenings every bit as much as demonstrating to a much larger audience. My journey from home had taken me through the glorious rolling countryside of the Surrey Hills, along the most beautiful country lanes and I arrived at the venue feeling full of the joy that doing my work affords me.
Despite the theatre having problems with the sound system, I was able to give much and varied evidence of survival but I must say that the names of those in the spirit world played a very big part in my demonstration that evening.
All manner of names came tumbling into my awareness and all were accepted by the relevant recipients. There was Peggy, Elizabeth, Jack, Charlie, Irene, Andrew, Violet, Stan, Margaret, Joe, Pat, Ellen, Bill, Joy, Alex, John, Sally, Tina, Thelma, Brian, Sue, Bert, Cyril and Sylvia! One family even had three members called Tony! At times it felt as if the whole spirit world had come to call. It can make the contact seem so very real if you are able, as a medium, to give the actual name of a loved one. I became aware of one spirit lady's name when I saw in my mind's eye, a statue of Molly Malone. The lady's name was indeed Molly!
The evening was also significant for the number of animals that came through. A cream Alsatian/Labrador made his presence felt, as did a Golden Retriever and a number of Black Labradors, all of which belonged to people in the audience. A tortoiseshell cat also came through for the sister of one audience member. I brought through one spirit contact who had been reunited with her beloved horses in the spirit world, while one lady was able to accept references to a pug dog and some frogs!
It was lovely for me to be able to demonstrate that, not only do our loved ones and relatives pass into the spirit world, but the animals we have loved, do so too.
I am really looking forward to my visit to the Cliffs Pavilion in sunny Southend-on Sea tomorrow (Tuesday 24th). It’s always a bit special when I do a show so close to home; I know there will be many familiar faces, old friends and new and I won’t have a problem with the local accent, I can chat about Rossi’s and the Kursaal and everyone will understand!
Let’s hope that no-one has too many sherbets in the bar beforehand this time. We like you all to be merry but not actually at the shouting and falling over stage.
The weather man says that the sun will be shining too, so we can all get our legs out and top up that tan!
Tuesday 24th June – Cliffs Pavilion, Southend-on-Sea at 8 p.m.
Be there or be square!
I enjoyed my time in Blaenau Gwent this week, not least because of the beautiful scenery on the journey over. With the sun shining at this time of the year, there are few better places in the country to be.
The messages were very colourful that evening and I particularly enjoyed what I thought to be a moment of inexplicable random madness. Whilst giving a very descriptive message, I suddenly felt compelled to say "The Queen of Hearts and Tarts" which had absolutely no relevance to any other information I had been giving.
My recipient loved it however as ‘The Queen of Hearts’ had been the name of the pub that her brother had owned and she remembered fondly the sociable evening they had when all the guests were dressed as tarts!
Perhaps not so random at all and a good exercise to explain to my students that they should not doubt the information they receive from the Spirit World, however bizarre.
Last month Tony gave an interview to Terry Sullivan of 'The Sticks', a digital radio station and online magazine, which covers Hertfordshire, Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire.
This was a prequel to a very enjoyable evening at the Gordon Craig Theatre in Stevenage on 4th June.
The article can be read online via: www.the-sticks.co.uk or you can listen to the interview by clicking on the triangle below!
We understand that, following the unfortunate cancellation of Tony's show at the Arts4Every1 Centre in High Wycombe, some people are having problems getting a refund from the venue.
All tickets were sold through the venue, and any refunds can only be through Arts4Every1.
Contact details for the theatre, regarding refunds are:
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Many of you who have read my last book, 'Walking With Angels', will know that I have always had a fascination with Lincoln and whenever I am in the area I take every opportunity to visit the Cathedral and Castle.
Yesterday was no exception and I spent a wonderful afternoon of contemplation in the cloisters in preparation for last night's demonstration at The Drill Hall. I think it was time well spent (and I hope the audience felt the same way too), as the show was a good one, full of strong evidence, laughter and happy reminiscing.
I look forward to returning to Lincoln in 2015.
I spent a very enjoyable evening last Thursday working at the Harlequin Theatre in Redhill, Surrey. There was a lovely audience there whose energy helped make the evening an enjoyable one for all who came. At the start of a demonstration I always ask the audience to give a round of applause, not for me, but to increase the energy in the room and to help their loved ones draw close. The contacts that came through were many and varied and I gave around 13 contacts in all.
Sometimes the spirit world come through simply because they can. They want to be here with us to let us know that they have survived.
Like the young man who was simply known to a member of the audience as a sensitive soul who had passed instantaneously and unintentionally, at a train track. He simply needed to gather close. He had been particularly close to his mother and the member of the audience promised to pass on to her, proof of his survival.
Sometimes people from the spirit realm come through with a particular message. There was a 74 year old man who came through for a much-adored member of the audience. He simply wanted to say that he knew he had heard her talking to photos of him earlier that day, and to keep chatting! He reminded everyone that his favourite food was a pork chop. A woman came through for a young lady in the audience to say that she will be at her wedding next month! I knew as I worked with this spirit contact that there would be something significant for the young lady in the near future, involving butterflies. I was also made aware that she would have a daughter and that their bond would be a historic one in the sense that they were bound to each other spiritually, through previous lives.
A much-loved and much-missed grandmother who had been like a second mother, came through for another member of the audience, to dry his tears as he had had an upsetting week. She asked him to play a musical box of hers, and to remember her. And to squeeze the ragdoll that she left behind so that she will know that he needs her. She wanted too, to say “I have never forgotten you and I love you.”
Those of you who have seen me work before will know that I often ask towards the end of a demonstration whether anyone in the audience has a photograph of a loved one that they would like me to work with. I worked with two photographs, each for very different contacts. One was a young lady who had had a belief in the afterlife and who had promised to come back and let people know if it was true. Riding a bicycle had been a goal of hers during the illness that took her to the spirit world, and as she connected with me, I saw her riding that bicycle in the spirit world. The other was a ‘working man’s club’ type of man who had been a fan of Arthur Mullard. It was my feeling as I worked, that he had indeed brought Arthur Mullard with him to my demonstration!
It was a humorous moment on which to finish what had been a lovely evening full of special moments and some laughter too.
Maya Angelou April 4th 1928 - May 28th 2014
Deeply saddened to have heard that Maya Angelou has died. She has been an inspiration to me and many others for a long time.
I have used her wise words in my teachings for many years and suggest that you look at the many wonderful clips to be found on YouTube.
" I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel"
The Star Thrower
There's a story I would like to share with you. It was inspired by the writing of Loren Eiseley. Loren was a very special person because he combined the best of two cultures. He was a scientist and a poet. From those two perspectives, he wrote insightfully and beautifully about the world and our role in it.
Once upon a time, there was a wise man, much like Eiseley himself, who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had the habit of walking along the beach before he began his work. One day he was walking along the shore; as he looked down the beach, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself to think of someone who would dance to the day, so he began to walk faster to catch up. As he got closer, he saw that it was a young man and the young man wasn't dancing, but instead, he was reaching down to the shore, picking up something and very gently throwing it into the ocean.
As he got closer he called out, "Good morning! What are you doing?" The young man paused, looked up and replied, "Throwing Starfish into the ocean."
"I guess I should have asked; why are you throwing Starfish into the ocean?"
"The sun is up and the tide is going out and if I don't throw them in they'll die."
"But young man, don't you realize that there are miles and miles of beach and Starfish all along it, you can't possibly make a difference!"
The young man listened politely, then bent down, picked up another Starfish and threw it into the sea, past the breaking waves. "It made a difference for that one."
His response surprised the man, he was upset, he didn't know how to reply, so instead he turned away and walked back to the cottage to begin his writings.
All day long as he wrote, the image of that young man haunted him; he tried to ignore it, but the vision persisted. Finally, late in the afternoon, he realized that he the scientist, he the poet, had missed the essential nature of the young man's actions. Because he realized that what the young man was doing was choosing not to be an observer in the universe and watch it pass by, but was choosing to be an actor in the universe and make a difference. He was embarrassed.
That night he went to bed, troubled. When morning came, he awoke knowing that he had to do something; so he got up, put on his clothes, went to the beach and found the young man; and with him spent the rest of the morning throwing Starfish into the ocean.
You see, what the young man's actions represent is something that is special in each and every one of us. We have all been gifted with the ability to make a difference. And if we can, like the young man, become aware of that gift, we gain through the strength of our vision the power to shape the future.
And that is your challenge, and that is my challenge. We must find our Starfish, and if we throw our stars wisely and well, I have no question that the 21st century is going to be a wonderful place.
Vision without action is merely a dream
Action without vision just passes time
Vision with action can change the world
One night last week, while I was demonstrating in a theatre, it was a complete night of names, both of those in Spirit and their relatives left behind. More interestingly for me was how I was able to receive those names. I’m quite used to hearing and feeling names but that night something happened that was quite different.
When I describe the sensation of ‘wearing the name’ it’s not going to make much sense! The exact way to describe it is knowing that you are wearing a heavily embossed T shirt with a dominant logo and then glancing down to see it written across my chest. In this way, names quite simply kept coming up in my consciousness all night long.
We had brothers Tony and Phil, May the ‘other woman!’ and Aunty Eileen to name but a few. For me it was a different way of working which may or may not happen again.
Watch this space!
A colleague recently went to a spectacular garden in the Scottish Borders. It’s called the Garden of Cosmic Speculation and sadly only opens 1 day of the year. Covering thirty acres, the garden uses innovative landscape design to celebrate nature, both intellectually and through the senses, including the sense of humour. A water cascade of steps recounts the story of the universe, a terrace shows the distortion of space and time caused by a black hole, a "Quark Walk" takes the visitor on a journey to the smallest building blocks of matter, and a series of landforms and lakes recalls fractal geometry.
I can’t wait to go there!
We’re looking into getting a party together as I can’t think of anywhere better to meditate and be at one with British nature.
Have a look for yourself at http://www.charlesjencks.com/#!the-garden-of-cosmic-speculation and if anybody is interested in potentially joining a group to visit, please email email@example.com and we’ll get back to you if we are able to arrange this.
“The garden is a love song, a duet between a human being and Mother Nature”
I thought you may be interested to see this image given to me by one of the students on the course in Phoenix, Arizona.
He had taken this image on his mobile phone while visiting his Mother. His father had passed a few weeks before. What appeared on the phone and what the Son (my student) couldn’t see were 2 very different images. He was convinced that someone was watching over her.
You can read the story at www.diamondlifecreators.com/angel.html
Recently I overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'
The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Dad.'
They kissed and the daughter left. The Father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'.
'I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' he said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?'
He began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.' He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.' Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how grey the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
He then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
Take Time To Live..
Easter Sunday in the United Kingdom is traditionally about Jesus Christ's resurrection from death, according to Christian views. Whatever your belief, many people use the day to spend with friends and family and what better thing to do than make contact with those you haven’t seen for a while or reach out to those who ordinarily spend time alone. Young and old alike can join in the traditional celebrations of decorating, exchanging and searching for eggs. By opening up your home to others, the confectionery industry won’t be the only ones to profit from Easter.
"Remember day by day just to scatter seeds of kindness as you pass along the way”
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Intuition – that silent, inner knowing – is something that everyone possesses. This inner guidance is built in– we’re all born with it.
What is intuition?
It’s the feeling that comes over you sometimes – you just know something without being told? You have a hunch that turns out to be accurate, or you get an impression about an idea to pursue. The issue is – how to develop your intuition so that it can serve you and help you find greater fulfilment in life.
Building intuition is like most skills – the more you practice it, the better you will become.
Do you often feel or notice your intuition? Do you struggle with even noticing your inner wisdom?
Is trusting your intuition something you want to improve?
The first step in how to develop and listen to your intuition is simply to become more aware.
Are you intuitive? What are you sensing? What are you noticing?
Slow down and give your intuition an opening in your mind!
You may want to practice quiet times of contemplation or meditation - those are wonderful ways to become still inside.
Your intuition will automatically provide input if your mind is still enough.
If you are always anxious and trying to figure everything out mentally, you may have a more difficult time developing your intuition.
Simply relax, knowing that your inner guidance is always there and it has the best solution to anything you may encounter.
Nature is a great place to spend time listening to yourself!
Whatever determines the first day of Spring, the change of the season and Springtime refers not only to the season but also to ideas of rebirth, rejuvenation, renewal, resurrection and re growth. Throughout the World, the beginning of Spring is not always determined by a fixed calendar date. In some regions it's an astronomical definition, in others an ecological one relating to biological changes; the blossoming of plants, the activities of animals or the significant warming of the earth that causes new plant growth to "spring forth" giving the season it's name.
In Ireland Spring traditionally starts on February 1st, St Brigid's Day but I have never seen blossom on the trees on any of my February trips and of course, I've just returned from Australia where spring occurs whilst we in the Southern Hemisphere are watching the leaves drop from the trees.
Spring is seen as a time of growth, renewal, of new birth and more generally as a metaphor for the start of better times. During Spring we wake to a world which is being renewed and remade; dew lies beaded on the grass, chaffinches sing their descending scales in the hedgerows, daisies unfurl their petals, swifts begin to scream through the skies in search of the first flight of insects. The natural world is a refection of spiritual reality and so it is in the visible renewal of the world around us we find the key to a spiritual renewal within ourselves.
I have recently completed a few weeks Down Under. Once again the people of Australia showered me with generous hospitality and I had an amazing time. Incredibly I managed to secure a whole day off in Sydney before I started working and thoroughly enjoyed being a tourist for the day, along with my Psychic colleagues Lynn Probert and Ozzie Louise Herman. We took a boat trip around the harbour with the mighty impressive view of the Opera House. It really must be one of the greatest buildings of all time. I remember reading a quote from an American architect who is so right when he says, “ The sun did not know how beautiful its light was until it reflected off this building” and what better way to see it than from a boat. The weather was perfect and I got quite carried away and thought I was on my holidays!!
The following day saw the beginning of a Mediumship workshop which included a demonstration, albeit with a bad throat as I was coming down with a severe case of bronchitis. Just before the demonstration in the second location, Melbourne, I felt inspired to close my eyes and assumed that I was about to meditate but the Spirit World must have had other plans for me as from the moment I closed my eyes, I felt the room had completely disappeared with a sinking feeling which I usually associate with “entering into an altered state of consciousness”. I felt the Spirit World rush forward. It’s difficult to describe exactly what happens during these intense moments of Spirit Connection but the ensuing results are invariably the same, only heightened. As I stood up on the stage for my dem, I felt that I was both present, yet somewhere faraway. I was aware that the room was full of people, yet not one of them stood out to me – the audience was quite simply a sea of expectant faces. Descriptions of those recently departed, times, dates and memories filled my mind with such ease and the evidence I brought through was accepted readily. I realise that neither myself nor other Mediums have demonstrations like this all the time. Usually, us Mediums have to work incredibly hard to bring real evidence of survival of the Soul but some days are truly blessed, as was my day in Melbourne, when circumstances collided and the audience were suitably excited, the atmosphere of the room was conducive and the Spirit World really wanted to communicate. Days like this really lift my Spirit too.