I Like Sceptics

.sceptic noun

a person inclined to question or doubt accepted opinions.

cynic

noun

a person who believes that people are motivated purely by self-interest rather than acting for honourable or unselfish reasons.

I like sceptics but not cynics: Cynics are as fascist about their opinion as a religious person is about theirs.

More than forty years ago I was a sceptic. I have had experiences that have convinced me of the validity of surviving death

I have written blogs about when I first started developing my clairvoyance and how I was determined not to believe anything that wasn’t proven to me. “To thine own self be true” etc.

I much prefer people who don’t make clairvoyant messages “fit”.

I started consciously “seeing” ‘dead’ people etc in the seventies and we were most definitely the lunatic fringe back then: along with people that cared about the environment and animals –I was in Greenpeace ( which actually cared about the ecology back then and Animal Liberation — ditto ) And although I had been in Women’s Liberation; Women were still an inferior sub culture with no rights nor status ( one’s status came from ones husband)

I rarely told people about clairvoyance to avoid ridicule:

In the late seventies I was working 12 hour shifts; I turned up at a barbecue one Saturday night after work and was met by the owner of the house ( whom I had never met before) Who started ridiculing me ( I had previously “seen” and “communicated” with the grandfather of my husbands best friend. Granddad didn’t like this man’s father. And I was shown a wedding. This was all I got and I said so. My husbands friend thought that I knew everything: His father had never married his mother—Definitely taboo in his mothers day. Husbands best friend must have told this story before I arrived at the party. Hence the ridicule: I told my ridiculer his occupation and “picked up his (deceased) Dad. Made my night!

I am not interested in converting people. People are free to believe as they choose as long as “it harms none” I respect peoples right to a belief in god or religion even though I am now an athiest.

I once had a belief in god but it was a cultural norm when I was a child. I went to Sunday school – and I taught Sunday school.

Prayers work not because god answers them but because many people are putting out the concept that a certain thing happens.

I accept that I do not understand the nature of reality but work at understanding what I do know.

I had the idea that the best analogy for this reality is that of a virtual reality or more like the “holodeck” from Star Trek – long before the movie “The Matrix” came out.

Question everything

Blessed Be kate