The Meaning of Life —I don’t think there is one!

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This blog is just my personal opinion and certainly a broad generalization.

 

I respect people’s right to their religious beliefs but this doesn’t extend to “New Age” yuppies: Actually, considering the definition of “yuppie” new age posers would claim they are not “yuppies” because they are not materialistic but I think it fits their description perfectly.

I label religion as fascist because it is an absolute ideology: but your average mindless automaton patronisingly spouting new age crap is equally fascist because they don’t allow people to dis agree.

I don’t believe in karma. Karma, like god is a way of stopping the peasants from revolting. If one believes God will change things or what goes around comes around they will not try to change things themselves. And karma is the Hindi word for work: e.g. karma sutra. – a form of work I am sure most would enjoy.

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Another new age philosophy which infuriates me is that we should thank abusers, sociopaths and psychopaths for teaching us something. Certainly, fits in with a culture that supports and glorifies criminals and tell victims that they must have deserved it!

This theory is based on the “New Age” assumption that we are here to learn.

Really! What I have learned in my almost three score years and ten is that to fit in one is required to be a mindless automaton: to succeed it is necessary to be a sociopath and a narcissist!

I realize we as humans try to find a meaning to life and I am not sure that there is one.                              I don’t disagree with everything that is now labelled “New Age”.

I agree with positive thinking and in “spiritual” healing.  I have “seen” healing energy swirling electric blue and auras expand. In my opinion, our thoughts and words do have power.

I like sceptics — people who question what they are told. (Including my blogs)

Long ago, a lecturer at college told me that I was an original thinking. I realize it was a compliment but although “original thinkers”  can no longer be put to death, we certainly don’t fit in.

No wonder I am anthrophobic.

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Be blessed

Following  is my own advert –for my eBook

In primary school the class was asked to write an essay entitled “My Wish”

I wrote that I wished people would care more about looking after nature and the planet than money.

Seeing that this is never going to happen in my life time or possibly ever!

I wrote this short story for myself and as sympathetic magick

A Short Story About Healing The Blue Planet Kindle

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Some Clairvoyant Experiences

This is taken from my answers to a questionnaire that my youngest grandson gave me some years ago.

Question:

What has been your most memorable experience when giving a reading to someone?

Answer:

There are of course many; I respect peoples confidentiality when doing a reading. Also I tend not to remember peoples readings: Other clairvoyants say the same. Probably to protect the client and also not to take on other people’s problems.

I will describe three; one very upsetting; one that I was told was wrong to begin with; and a funny one.

I while I was reading for a man (in Chantilly Place, Goolwa. SA) I picked up a friend of his who died in the Crimean War. The man I was reading for asked if the man had been killed or was he taken and tortured. As they had had to leave him behind. The man had been tortured. I did not feel the physical pain but the emotional horror.

I read for a lady whose son had died. Off on a tangent – (When this lady first came to me I told her she would have to come back in four months. Her son had only died two months ago the first time she came for a reading. Spiritualists had taught me that people had to be dead six months before they could make contact. This isn’t true. A year later I was reading for someone whose husband came through amazingly clearly. I asked how long he had been “passed over” and was told nine weeks.) Back to the story: One of the things this lady’s son did was point to the head of his grave. She told me that there was nothing there! I pointed out to her that I wasn’t to know that her son had been buried. The following day I received a phone call from this lady. She told me that she had gone straight to the grave after her reading. Her son’s girlfriend had put a headstone on the grave saying “His loving Wife” and not mentioned any of the family!

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I was reading for a young lady. Her father was one of the people that came through. He kept showing himself sitting on a long drop toilet: pants around his ankles; reading the paper and smoking. I didn’t feel comfortable “giving this off”

But he insisted it was a family joke. When I eventually told the girl, she explained that her grandfather had put kero down the long drop. Her dad got off the toilet throwing the cigarette butt in and blew up the building!

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My Dad always told me that you shouldn’t charge for readings He believed it affected ones ability to be genuine.

But I have charged for readings for approximately 37years. I do not charge very much! Several years ago a clairvoyant friend told me that I should charge $100 because I genuinely communicate with people who have ”passed over” At the time I was charging $30 I now charge $50 and give a pensioners discount! I have realised since way back to the 1970s that if I charged a fortune people would think I was good. Because our culture programs us this way. John Edward is genuine so I am not criticising people who charge high prices. It just isn’t how I wish to “work”!

When I genuinely communicate with someone that has passed over it is so exciting for me: even though I have done this for decades. It makes me realize that there is so little I understand about this reality and our existence.

Quantum physics fascinates me as it did my Dad. It was called quantum mechanics in his day.

A few years ago I finally acknowledged to myself that I was an atheist.

Surviving death has nothing to to with worshipping a god.

Readings are available via skype or messenger. I can still see auras and those who have “passed over” Some people claim electronic media affects clairvoyance? It doesn’t affect mine!

Blessed be Kate
The following is to promote my “short story”.

In primary school the class was asked to write an essay entitled “My Wish”

I wrote that I wished people would care more about looking after nature and the planet than money.

Seeing that this is never going to happen in my life time or possibly ever!

I wrote this short story for myself and as sympathetic magick

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A Short Story About Healing The Blue Planet Kindle Edition

http://www.amazon.com
It threatens the status quo– just remember it’s fiction.

I also have a Facebook page

kathleen 2017   “Clairvoyant Medium and high priestess Wicca”

 

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Wicca

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Wicca means wise and or “to bend” ( as in bending energies)

I am a third degree initiate of The Craft.

What attracted me to Wicca in the seventies was that most of the people that I knew  (in Wicca) were concerned about the planet and other life forms.

I was (and still am) a vegetarian: involved with Animal Liberation: Greenpeace and Women’s Liberation. In later years, I was involved with Trees for Life.

Women’s liberation was necessary because we may have had the vote but women had no rights  and no status. Wicca is matriarchal.

Other life forms still have no rights or status.                                                              Humans are still raping our Mother Earth.

Some people still think witches worship Satan and use blood sacrifices!

We do not!

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I used to lecture on Wicca so I have researched this!

In western culture the idea of Satan worship  came from the Inquisition and was taken up by what we witches call Satanists.

Because Wicca is a resurgence of an old religion it is difficult to find out what really happened in the distant past and I would presume they did use blood sacrifices?

In modern Wicca energy is raised by dance, as in the cone of power and by singing and chanting.

One can also use sex magic.

There is power in body fluids. If you are so inclined you can use a small amount of your own blood.

When I first started, we couldn’t buy books or ritual tools so mine are all homemade.

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There is:-

The magic of the mind

The magic of the four elements

The magic of herbs and flowers

The magic of numbers

The magic of colours

The magic of talismans and amulets

The magic of sex

The magic of dreams

There are plenty of books on magic these days.

One of the late Stewart Farrar’s books for which I filled out a questionnaire gives an over view on  modern witches.

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Because I am an atheist I perceive the god and goddess as “thought forms”.

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Be blessed

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In primary school the class was asked to write an essay entitled “My Wish”

I wrote that I wished people would care more about looking after nature and the planet than money.

Seeing that this is never going to happen in my life time or possibly ever!

I wrote this short story for myself and as sympathetic magick

A Short Story About Healing The Blue Planet Kindle Edition

it is only $2.99 ($3.99 Australian) and you may read a sample for free.

Thankyou to those of you who have already purchased this

Blessed Be

 

A Short Story About Healing The Blue Planet

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When I was in primary school, in grade seven, the class was asked to write an essay entitled “My Wish”

I wrote that I wished people would care more about looking after nature and the planet than money.

Fifty seven years later realising that this is never going to happen in my life time or possibly ever!

I wrote this short story for myself and as sympathetic magick:

It is called “A Short Story About Healing The Blue Planet”

Available on Amazon Kindle — $2.99      In Australia it is $3.99
It threatens the status quo– just remember it’s fiction.

 

 

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Be Blessed

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I Like Sceptics

.sceptic noun

a person inclined to question or doubt accepted opinions.

synonyms: cynic,doubter, questioner, scoffer

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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.

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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:

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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.

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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

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Blessed Be kate

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Past Lives

 

Last century: in the 1980’s and early 1990’s my friends and myself were fascinated by past lives

The first past life regression that I experienced was at a psychic group at Kent Town SA. (I think it was 1980)

Instead of a guided meditation the man running this group took us back to our very last life.

Only four of us achieved this and everyone else complained that it was supposed to be a meditation.

I wrote mine down in an exercise book as soon as I got home. I kept this book for years but it disappeared last century when my 2nd husband moved out. Pity!

I still remember much of the information that I got in this regression:

I was an American Marine in Borneo  (male of course) : either during or just after the Second World War.

At the time I had no idea the war went to Borneo. I checked all the information that I could in the library. I also didn’t like the “Yanks” back then so had no desire to be one. I have since visited the USA and know how friendly and welcoming Americans are.

I died when the b12 I was in ( I was the gunner; not the pilot) was shot down. [This sensation of spinning downwards to my death was brought back to me in this present incarnation when a pilot friend took me up in a Victor (two seater aeroplane) cut the motors and spun the plane downwards without warning me. (He was trying to show off.)]

I was 19; male and the middle child of three boys. My name was Harold. I saw my home but not my parents.

Thirty years ago I didn’t have the internet to find information: so much easier than the library.

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As I was born this life in February 1949 I would have come straight back after I died. But knowing that I do not understand the nature of reality or time anything is possible.

I have done numerous past life regression. I am only sharing a few.

When a friend of mine took me back to a past life(in the early eighties this time space). I was walking toward a well in a cobblestone courtyard. (Probably the Middle Ages.) As soon as I appeared everyone else scattered. Immediately I came back to waking reality and couldn’t stop laughing. I said “I don’t know who I was but they didn’t like me.” (I may have been a leper?)

A Reiki master (not so common back then) took me to a past life. I was an English aristocrat in India. What I remember the most about this person who was supposedly me was the way he thought. He was “so far up himself his feet stuck out!” Anyone who wasn’t English upper class was worthless and irrelevant. I said to the Reiki master “I don’t think like this!?”

He was mountain climbing and someone slipped. The Reiki master asked me to “ask” who this was in my present life and I was “told” my daughter.

This aristocrat also raped one of the peasant women. When I asked who is this woman was in this life– The answer was my first husband?!

I experienced another past life (as a man again?!) when I did an exchange of service for someone. This someone balanced my chakras in exchange for a “reading”

When we got to my solar plexus chakra I told him that the problem was a past life. He told me to go there!

This was the most lucid past life I had ever experienced.

I was black; very tall and performing human sacrifices in Egypt. People that I  have told the story to have said that they didn’t have human sacrifices in Egypt: And my reply was/is “Yes they did! I was there!”

The sword that I used look something like a Turkish sword but not quite the same.

I asked who the person that I was murdering/sacrificing is  in my present incarnation; .And was “told” my Mother. ( I don’t see this as a reason for enduring almost 64 years of her physical, emotional and mental abuse this time round — I am joking!)

I killed myself with the sword in this Egyptian life because I hated what I did.

Most of the past lives I have experienced have been male: i have no idea why: But I was a courtesan in France: When I became to old for this lifestyle I became a nun.

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I was also an Australian Aboriginal elder (female): – before white man came here. She was wise and a powerful healer.

The last time that I wrote/posted this blog I included a meditation for a past life regression. So if trying this mediation interests you, that blog  was called Past Life Regressions.

 

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Where Is The Duck

 

When my daughter’s paternal grandfather was alive he would ridicule me for my clairvoyance and say that there was nothing after death. He claimed that he knew this because he had died several times.

I was running a psychic development group in 1991. Someone “saw” my ex father-in-law. Actually what they described was a photo of Barney and his brother in their army uniforms. I was able to connect with Barney at this time. He was “saying” you were right and jumping around. I told him that this didn’t prove anything to me. I said “I know what you look like; I know what you sound like and I know what you think; show me something that I don’t know.” (Not out loud!)

Firstly he showed me one of my daughter’s horses that he claimed had gone through the meat works. I told him I wasn’t going to check this up. Too upsetting! He then showed me a “duck” and lifted the head off. He “said” “Where is the duck?”

But my mind went to something familiar. I associated this duck with a rocker duck that Barney had made for my daughter when she was a baby. I tried to find out what had happened to the rocker.

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Two weeks later I went to my daughters for dinner. In the kitchen there was a biscuit barrel. A duck! And the head came off. I asked my daughter who had bought this for her. She told me Grandma and Granddad.

In January 1992 while I was sitting outside knitting. (This was my stopping smoking therapy!)

I “saw” my daughter’s paternal grandfather.

My initial response was “What do you want?”

He gave me some information pertaining to a male friend which is not relevant to this story.

He then told me that he was reincarnating as my daughter’s son in August.

Years later my daughter had her first child. A boy; born in August . I had almost forgotten Barney’s message until a pagan friend whom had been sending healing to the baby wrote to me that there was a reincarnation link with this child. She thought it my daughter’s grandfather (Actually; she said my father in law).

Re the “seeing” and “communication” everything flashes in a fraction of a second. Clairaudience is often way too fast to understand and I usually get concepts which still flash; in a fraction of a second.  I few years ago I realized that I was an atheist ( after decades of searching for my spiritual home): I actually wrote a blog entitled “Thank God I Am An Atheist: Pun Intended”

Surviving death has nothing to do with  religion or a God concept: We/I simply do not understand the nature of reality: I asked one of my guides who “said” “Can you understand that time is but a dimension and doesn’t really exist?” When I answered “No” she said she cannot even use an analogy to explain things.

In the 1970s I read a book that theorized other realities exist in the same place as we inhabit but because the electrons are moving at a different speed around the protons and neutrons; they are out of phase.

For clairvoyant readings on Skype ” ceridwen2 ” or via Facebook Messenger – or Facetime – email for Facetime is katallen1949@hotmail.com  

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