My dad died 27th of May 2004 Lately i have “felt” he was around. before I tell you about this I am including a tribute to my Dad from my daughter 12 years ago.
“Dear Granddad, we miss you very much. You were so full of wisdom and always had a smile on your face. You took people for who they were and never had a bad word to say about anyone. You were the rock of our family, steady and strong. You taught us so much, and we are all better people for having known and loved you. You will always be in our hearts and memories. Love you forever your Granddaughter”
On the first Father’s Day after Dad’s death I took my Mother and a friend of hers; Mavis (now also deceased); to the local cemetery to visit their husband’s graves. Afterward I brought them back to my home for scones and tea. Mum made remarks that Dad was with us. And I could see him also. When I “see” it flashes for a fraction of a second. Then the image has gone: same with words and concepts. They are just a quick flash .
After driving my Mother and Mavis back to their respective homes and returning to mine. I concentrated on my Father.
It was quite possible that I had imagined seeing Dad. Wishful thinking?! So I asked that he prove that it was/is him by showing me something that I didn’t know.
He showed me an umbrella stand that I knew he had made. It had several umbrellas on it; one with a bird’s head handle.
I telephoned my Mother and asked if they ever had an umbrella with a bird’s head handle. She said that they had “But what is he going on about this for?!” I also asked if Dad had made the umbrella stand and she said that he had: Repeating “What is he going on about this for?! We left all that in England!!
Recently I have thought that my Dad was around but (again) wondered if it was just wishful thinking! So I suggested to him that he contact someone else as confirmation. Last Monday I received a message via Facebook messages.
“Hi Kate, just wondering if it’s your dads birthday or anniversary or something ???????????????? He’s popped into my head for about 4 days in a row, he was looking in your front door giving a little wave with a smile. Weird , at odd times and I wasn’t even trying, busy doing things and there he was. Thought I’d wait to see if I got a message for you but nothing today, he looked happy and as I said he was smiling………..hope this makes your day x”
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.
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.
Many 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.
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 know that there are many people who have similar stories to share.
I have many similar stories all making me question the nature of reality and life and death.
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(With apologies to Marshall McLuhan’s “The Medium is The Massage”)
[Marshall McLuhan argues that technologies — from clothing to the wheel to the book, and beyond — are the messages themselves, not the content of the medium. In essence, The Medium is the Massage is a graphical and creative representation of his “medium is the message” thesis seen in Understanding Media.]
We tend to believe what the media tells us, yet it is controlled by multinationals, just as the government is. Thus it is neither objective nor honest.
(Sunrise is sponsored by the meat industry. I switch off every time I am told how good pork is. They strangely enough don’t tell us how horrific factory farming and the abattoirs are for these intelligent animals)
This morning on Sunrise, there was an interview with some one from Australian Wild Life explaining that feral cats are destroying our wild life. I don’t doubt that they are but humans are the reason we have feral cats.
The last time they mentioned feral cats on Sunrise one of the ladies on the panel made a comment about how much damage the mining industry does to our wild life and sarcastically said “But lets target the cats!” Kochie ignored her; not acknowledging the comment!
Humans definitely destroy more wildlife than feral cats. Not just mining but the real estate companies who destroy trees and heritage bushland, thereby destroying the homes and food sources of our native animals and birds. And then there’s road kill!
Recently a now ex friend asked me to drive him to Hindmarsh Island to dump a possum that was annoying his dog. (His car was off the road) I refused saying that I wasn’t moving an indigenous creature out of its territory. He turned really nasty and got someone else to take him! Possums being territorial will kill a possum that doesn’t belong. Even if this were not so the poor possum had no way of finding its way home over water.
People thoughtlessly destroying insects; mice; arachnoid; snails and even snakes (which they are not supposed to kill, but do) are destroying the ecology by killing so called pests.
The biggest problem is that there are too many humans on the planet. Why we don’t have zero population control, I don’t know.
This is off on a tangent but to do with the meat industry. In 1982 the husband of one of my staff was carting stock to the abattoirs and asked me to report to the RSPCA that the suckie calves were left to die of dehydration and starvation. When I called the RSPCA I was called a trouble maker and a liar!
I put something in writing but did not receive a response.
This still happens today. New born of all livestock are left to die without food or water. I was told by someone that worked at the abattoirs that the drug companies want them this way?
Attitudes to animals and minority groups have changed for the better in my life time. Hopefully humans will change before they destroy this beautiful planet.
Three of these photos were taken with a non digital camera at a full moon ritual at Encounter Bay at the beginning of this century.
The night the pictures were taken there was complete cloud cover so there was no moon light filtering through.
I was just clicking the camera to use up the film.
When I initially got the photos back I thought there was a camera fault. – Apparently not.
The interesting thing is that we do a spiral dance as part of the full moon ritual and there is a spiral in the photos.
The other photo is of my grandson: Taken a few years ago.
I have entitled this “Angels question mark” because I see angels as white light.
The photo with the sphere seems to be a common occurrence. Other people have shown me similar.
Re the photos taken at the full moon ritual I sent them to Janet Farrar; wife of the late Stewart Farrar; and her partner replied saying that they had similar.
Off on a tangent here– In the 1980’s I filled out a questionnaire for one of Stewart Farrar’s books entitled “The Life and Times of a Modern Day Witch” I loaned my copy of this and as often happened with loaned books, it was never returned. Suffice to say I no longer lend books. I found a copy on Ebay only to be informed that the copy was too damaged and had gone to recycling.
I wrote a blog sometime ago entitled Nephilim but deleted it. To my dismay I haven’t found a copy of it anywhere.
I theorized in this (deleted) blog that humans have a God concept because they presume that there is an hierarchical structure:
And that all the old gods including “Yod He Vau He (Jehovah) were ET’s.
Say religion; say fascism.
Last century I started writing a novel where the ET’s that created us were returning to cull or exterminate us because of the damage we have done to the planet. The means for our culling were specially programmed nannites. (This was long before the remake of “The day The earth Stood Still”)
Early this century I did a translocation meditation where I chose to go to the Ophiuchus system because this is the system the ET’s in my novel came from. It was the 5th planet in a binary sun system. In this meditation the ET’s I saw were not humanoid. (Humanoid is what I was expecting).
Difficult to describe them; they had a long necks; thick skin like a rhinoceros; four legs and were moving around in what looked like water but wasn’t water. I asked how they were so technologically advanced when they had no hands to manipulate with.
I was told they did everything with the power of their mind.
I was expecting them to be humanoid because of the Nephilim who were apparently giants. (See picture of skeleton)
I have no way of knowing whether what I saw was just my imagination.
It was only at the beginning of this my 65th year that I admitted to myself that I did not believe in God. I spent the greater part of my life looking for my spiritual home. Wicca suited me because we respect the planet and the earth as our Mother. Well we did when I first started. Now that it is so popular, I think most “wanna bees” are only interested in spells and being different.
I have been trying to understand the nature of reality since I was seven years old. I have had a few theories since then. In the 1990’s I used the analogy of us living in a virtual reality and of course when “The Matrix” came to the screen so many people recommended it. It was/is a creatively brilliant movie with subtle satire.
The fact that there isn’t a God doesn’t mean that we do not survive death. Considering that I see and communicate with those who have passed over: and have had instances of telling the person that I was reading for; something that they did not know. They usually told me I was wrong then later contacted me to tell me that I was correct. This proved to me that I wasn’t just reading their mind
After criticizing “wanna bees” I just realized one of the things that attracted me to “The Craft” was learning the skill of creating my own reality: I have since taught neophytes . Intent is what matters and emotions are the power. Another thing I know is that “thought forms” gain a consciousness and reality of their own.
I will discuss this in another blog.
Suffice to say after six decades I still do not understand the meaning of life or the nature of reality. This reality just feels wrong, but it could be because homo sapiens have destroyed the ecology beyond repair?
It could be 42 –Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy: or Monty Python may have the answer — I of course am joking!
When I first became interested in clairvoyance in the seventies there were only the Spiritualists. They called channelling trance. The first time I saw/ heard this it was a fake.
I was fortunate enough to be accepted into a psychic development group run by a lady called Stella Darwood. Stella went into trance the first time that I attended her classes. The features of a Mongolian man were superimposed over Stella’s face. I said nothing. Afterward the man sitting next to me described what I saw.
I believe that Jane Robert’s (deceased) channelling of Seth was genuine.
The guide that others saw/see with me and describe is/was Nubian. Extremely tall; possibly 8 feet. His skin bluish black.
I don’t “see” him but I communicate with him: And have had proof that this is a genuine communication. He lived in Egypt before we consider that Egypt existed. He told me his heritage and I was able to check this using the bible surprisingly enough.
In the seventies I asked him about pyramids. He told me that “pyramids refract electromagnetic waves like a prism refracts light”. I had no idea what electromagnetic waves were back then.
It was only at the beginning of this year that I acknowledged to myself that I was an atheist. I wrote a blog explaining why.
I also accept that I do not understand the nature of reality.
In the last 36 years I have only attempted to directly channel this guide twice and only succeeded the second attempt. On this occasion he greeted everyone saying “Shalom” which didn’t make sense to me as the word is Hebrew.
Despite my skepticism i have decided to channel and put the information on my blog. I will be asking people in my psychic development groups to ask my guide questions plus anyone who reads this is welcome to leave a question for me to put to him.
Bearing in mind that I was doing clairvoyant readings and a priestess of Wicca when most of the mindless masses thought only what they were told to think; Women were still goods an shackle and only few of us cared about the planet or other life forms: so if you are going to leave a stupid or insulting question it won’t bother me it is just a reflection of who you are!
I would like to understand as best I am able what the nature of reality is.
He“told”me that if I could understand that time was a dimension and that linear time isn’t “real” he would have an easier job of getting concepts across to me.
I understand that time decreases with velocity thanks to Einstein but that there is no past or future is a problem for me;
To be continued
My daughter wrote a comment on her Facebook page about how cute the sheep were and said it was a shame we ate them. A comment from her mother in law said it was the way things were meant to be. She said we were meant to be hunters. Another Facebook friend of my daughter’s said that sheep were stupid. (I felt like commenting that when one finger is pointing three are pointing back)
I wanted to stop eating meat as soon as I found out where meat came from. But I got a belting and the same meal was put in front of me for every meal until I ate the meat. My Mother told me that this was the way things should be and that I was really stupid. I refused to eat for a very long time when the meal served was one of our chickens. I had them all named and there was no way that I would eat “HennyPenny”!
I used to have nightmares that I was an animal at the slaughter house. Usually a cow. ( I don’t normally admit this because I can just imagine the jokes) These nightmares stopped once I stopped eating meat.
I was a vegetarian when my children were growing up but did not impose it on them or my husband. —————-
My Father’s family were farmers in Yorkshire. (UK) When I eventually became a vegetarian he asked me why. His actual comment was “What’s this about?” I told him that I was opposed to factory farming. He told me “We were one of the first family’s in England to have battery hens.” Thanks Dad!
I love my Dad (Deceased a decade now) He was a very caring person and I remember how he disliked having to slaughter the chickens.
The following was my comment on Facebook. —-
“Yesterday I refrained from commenting to be polite! But stuff it.
Firstly the people who own the house next door to me are sheep farmers and they think that their sheep are intelligent. But the IQ of a creature doesn’t affect my compassion.
Secondly the excuse that this is the way it is meant to be has been used to perpetuate injustice and discrimination for as long as I’ve been alive! In the 70’s when I joined Women’s lib.; Animal lib. & Greenpeace I got sick of hearing people say this.
Thirdly there is no “HUNT” hence no adrenalin rush. The animals just queue up & watch the rest of their family being slaughtered. And the horror stories I’ve heard about the abattoirs would take too much room. The RSPCA do nothing! One thing that I have been aware of for almost half a century is that new born are just left to die of dehydration and starvation. This still happens!
Having campaigned for animal rights I am pleased to see many changes for the better in my life. Hopefully one day ( Not when I am alive) all humans will be vegetarian and look back to these carnivorous days in horror.
With campaigning for equal rights for women I think it has gone to the extreme. Men require liberating now. M ind you some women are such mindless bimbo’s I just think to myself “Why did I campaign for equality for the likes of you?”
Being true to ones self is much more than just being honest. This Shakespeare quote is how I try to live my life.
Our culture operates on the assumption that people are honest and truthful yet this often isn’t so.
On a “white lie” level; how often do people say what they think the other person wants to hear or simply tell a lie to get attention? Sadly, lying, cheating stealing and scams are rampant. On the other hand one could argue that telling the truth is not always kind.
I feel so strongly about telling the truth as I believe it to be that even if I accidentally lie I feel guilty. What I write I believe either to be true or possible. I am not “into” absolute ideologies, so I acknowledge this is only my opinion.
The following is from Marion Weinstein’s “Positive Magic” (page 234; Positive Magic: Earth Magic productions New York; 1st published in 1978 by Simon & Schuster Pocket Books New York)
“Makeru, or The Word of Truth
The concept of Ma’Keru, or Maat, was a highly regarded state of being in ancient Egypt. In fact, it was always hoped that by the time a person died, he/she would have reached this state of personal evolution. The word itself is difficult to translate. In heiroglyphics, it look like
Witches who trace their own traditions back to the early Egyptian Mysteries still intergrate the concept of Ma’Keru, Maat, or The Word of Truth into their work. Once one has attained Ma’Keru, every word that is spoken literally comes true. The greater Gods and Goddesses were in this state, and you too may strive for it – as the witches do, in essence -for yourself. This state is attained by being very careful to say exactly only what one means. Consequently, “idle chatter, or lying” serves only to dissipate the truth and the Power. In our own lives, this means: Watch what you say! Say what you mean, and mean what you say.”
In my life time society’s attitude to clairvoyance and associated philosophy’s has improved along with attitudes to minority groups such as women; different races; sexual preference; etc.
Although there are still many “out there” who consider clairvoyance to be a con at best and evil at worst.
People are free to believe as they choose and I have no desire to alter people’s beliefs or opinions.
I do not require others to believe as I do to make it true.
The clairvoyants that I know (including myself) are genuine and honest and coming from integrrity. I am very aware that there are charaltans who are more interested in making money than helping people. How prevalent this is, is dificult to ascertain. I was made aware of a scam last century where people who went for readings were told that an “hex” had been put on them and were told it would cost $2,000 to remove same. No doubt similar scams still happen.
The way to avoid being conned is to tust ones “gut”! To quote or maybe para phrase Dr. Deepak Chopra: We should always trust our gut. Every cell in our bodies has neuropeptides which means every cell thinks. It is better to trust your gut because it hasn’t learned to doubt what it thinks.
I am able to “see and communicate” with people that have died as well as other discarnate beings. I know that my clairvoyant ability is genuine because I was extremely sceptical in the 1970’s when I first participated in Spiritualist psychic developement groups. I made sure that I was being honest with myself so that I knew that I was really “seeing”.
Everyone is clairvoyant. Because we live in a culture that denies the existence of this ability; the ability atrophies.
When I “see”(clairvoyance); “hear” (clairaudience) or “feel” (clairsensience); it flashes in a fraction of a second. The Spiritualists would train us to remembr by putting numerous items on a tray: Covering same with a tea towel; removing towel for a fraction of a second and then cover the items again. We had to see how many items we could remember and describe.
Knowing that I have helped someone by proving that their loved one is genuinely communicating is my greatest reward. I am not interested in the payment, although I don’t refuse the money. I have done readings for an exchange or for free in some circumstances.
My first paid reading for the public was in 1980 when I worked in a coffee lounge called “The Sixth Sense” which was in O’Connell Street, North Adelaide.
Despite my clairvoyant awareness and experiences I do not claim to understand the nature of reality. I have my theories but am also aware that these theories are limited by the cultural and personal concepts that I have. Even analogies cannot really help me understand this multi universe and what is beyond.
I realize that I have gone off on a tangent from the original title but this is something that I often do so in essence I am still being true to myself.
Long before the movie “The Matrix” came out I used to say to people in my psychic development groups —“Imagine we are in a virtual reality.” The movie “the Matrix” is creatively brilliant. The surreal colour: The names of the characters: The way the dialogue was presented: the social satire. And it questions “what is real”
In my early twenties I was facinated by the similarity between atoms & solar systems. I can remember associating the concept of an atom with that of a solar system. The protons & neutrons being the sun and the electrons the planets. But this is definitely way off on a tangent.
Now I think I had better be true to myself and end this blog!