THE OLD DAYS

My Dad and his two best friends ( in the UK) before he moved to South Australia.

Several  years ago now my youngest granddaughter (who has been teaching in the UK for a couple of years ) asked me how we survived before television.

We played in the street:

Went for long walks, exploring:

It was safe for children in South Australia back then:

And we had sing alongs often.

Karaoke isn’t the same:

But musos having a “jam” session would be similar:

My Dad and his brother (who grew up on there parents farm in Yorkshire)

Would sing old war songs:

ROLL OUT THE BARRELL

They would also Recite “Albert and the Lion”

This is Stanley Holloways version

Uncle Teddy (Edward) and Aunty Nora

Apologies for the “flash” –I have several scanners but none compatible with this laptop –so photographed the photograph.

Dad had such a dry sense of humour:

I would have to tell people that  he was joking.

I love his funny sayings—only sharing a couple:

You’re not very often right

 but you’re wrong this time”

Why worry

If you worry you die

If you don’t worry you die

So why worry”

Stay safe and happy during this pandemic

Blessed be

my son: my dog: me and Dad early this century

I’M NEITHER DELUDED NOR GULLIBLE

With age comes wisdom

I find it strange that people believe that there is a god who demands worship:

(read “Thank god I Am An Atheist -Pun Intended)

yet see psychic ability as either evil or a scam

— admittedly there are a lot of scams.

Psychic ability is now backed up by quantum physics:

I was sceptical in the beginning:

that is why I called my book “The Clairvoyant Experiences of a Sceptic”

Please just read the last paragraph re the incident that convinced me clairvoyance was “real”.

In the 1970’s I was intrigued by psychic abilities.

 I read what few books I could get related to this.

One was on quantum physics but called quantum mechanics back then.

 Another a friend at Teacher’s College loaned me:

it was a book by Jane Roberts “Seth Speaks”:

She also took me to lectures on Spiritualism, Wicca and associated philosophies.

These were run by a Spiritualist minister and held at the Gawler Town Hall: Gawler South Australia.

(I attended teacher’s college as a mature student in the 1970’s because it was free, thanks to Gough Whitlam)

I started consciously “seeing” ‘people that had passed over in the seventies and we were most definitely the lunatic fringe back them:

along with people that cared about the environment and animals.                   

I was in Greenpeace (which actually cared about the ecology) and Animal liberation.

 I was in Women’s Liberation:

Women were still an inferior sub culture with no rights nor status

One’s status came from one’s husband.

I rarely told people about clairvoyance in the nineteen seventies and early eighties to avoid ridicule.

I was also ridiculed and abused for being vegetarian.

I was even ridiculed for recycling.

Goes without saying the attitude to people who visited the local nudist beach (which didn’t become official until the 1980s)

The Spiritualist minister who organised the “talks” at the Gawler Townhall ran psychic development classes:

 but the first time I attended she supposedly went into” trance” now called channelling.

It was so phoney that I never went back.

 I was fortunate to get into a group run by another Spiritualist lady, Stella.

Stella was not only an amazing clairvoyant she advocated our being ethical.

 One thing she told us was never to tell someone something bad in their future (unless we could tell them how to avoid this) because the person could make it happen (nocebo) and we could be wrong.

 And when Stella went into trance it was genuine.

 The incident that convinced me that clairvoyance was a reality happened at work.

 I was a student nurse at Strathmont Centre.

 I was washing dishes with a male staff nurse.

 We didn’t have kitchen hands in those days.

 Kym was six feet tall and rather heavy set and had longish blonde hair.

 A man (deceased) flashed in

 (when I “see” or “hear” they flash in a fraction of a second)

 He had Kym’s high forehead and similar features but wore a suit with a crepe ribbon and a cross and had a short back and sides haircut and dark hair.

 I asked Kym if his father was a minister. He asked me why and initially I would not answer.

 I eventually told him what I saw and Kym told me that it was his uncle. He asked me what denomination his uncle was.

 I did not know.

 After Kym left the kitchen I asked his uncle, whom I could no longer “see”, what he had died of.  The words were that fast all I could make out was “sclerosis”.

 Because we were with the intellectually disabled I thought “tubular sclerosis?” Then I realized it must be multiple sclerosis.

 When we were having a tea break Kym told me that his uncle died of multiple sclerosis.

 I was amazed and said that his uncle had “told” me this!

 Kym said “Get more”!

 I informed him that I couldn’t.

 But I “saw” panama hats and monkeys.

 I said “He was a missionary in South America”

 Kym said “Yes”.

I then saw masks and a jungle and said he was also a missionary in New Guinea.

Kym told me this wasn’t so.

When Kym came to work the next day, he said that his mother had confirmed that her brother was a missionary in New Guinea.

This showed that I wasn’t just reading Kym’s mind.

I will give a free email reading to anyone who has read this far

and sends a recent photo of themselves to

katallen1949@hotmail.com

This art work was done for me by an excellent clairvoyant and author Chris Parmenter

Over more than forty years I have had a lot of positive feedback

but know my future predictions are not always correct:

I would say 90 percent of the time they are.

I can read you and people that have “passed over” from the photo because time and space are not as we percieve them to be.

Blessed Be

and be kind to non humans

I took this photograph last century on Kangaroo Island

Thank God I am an Atheist: Pun Intended

I have the greatest respect for Jesus but believe him to be a teacher not a god.

After Constantine stopped throwing Christians to the lions and made Christianity the religion of Rome there was a meeting at Nicaea to decide what to leave in the bible and what to take out.

The old testaments was responsible for women having no rights or status.

The “Koran” is almost identical to “The Old Testament”

I was brought up Church of England.

(I never explain to Christians why I don’t believe out of respect for their beliefs.)

If “God” is a loving god why would it desire worship?

Religion is what influences a culture.

Our culture believes other life forms don’t feel and have no soul.

We have destroyed the ecology and continue to make all life extinct.

In my sci fi short story the gods were E. T’s breeding us as live stock:

There were other E. Ts  that fed off our fear and pain.

 I thought my ideas were original but have recently seen an episode of Dr Who where E T ‘s were feeding off our fear and pain.

If we credit some “Being” as having created this reality, this “Being” would have to be a sadistic psychopath.

Every creature has to deprive another life form of its existence in order to survive. ( Its called eating)

Just breathing kills other life forms! As we breathe in micro organisms.

I believe everything that exists has a consciousness: And because of my clairvoyant experiences I believe everything survives beyond physical death.

Pity: because there are a lot of humans who shouldn’t survive death especially when there is no hell for them to burn in!

Instead of making changes people “leave it to God” or karma ( which I don’t believe in either)

I asked clairvoyantly about “the meaning of life” which strangely enough isn’t 42 (Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy)

The answer I got was more a concept than words but translated, I was asked if I could conceptualize NO linear time and when I said “No” I was told that “they” couldn’t explain.

This is my sci fi short story —-

I realize there isn’t much depth to my characters

but console myself that Asimov started out writing short stories:

I think my sequel/prequel is better (not finished yet)

Blessed be

and be kind to non humans

And to quote Ellen whom I admire “Be kind to one another”

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I’M NEITHER DELUDED NOR GULLIBLE

As you can tell I am a sweet,demure old lady

I find it strange that people believe that there is a god who demands worship:

(read “Thank god I Am An Atheist -Pun Intended)

yet see psychic ability as either evil or a scam

— admittedly there are a lot of scams.

Psychic ability is now backed up by quantum physics:

I was sceptical in the beginning:

that is why I called my book “The Clairvoyant Experiences of a Sceptic”

Please just read the last paragraph re the incident that convinced me clairvoyance was “real”.

In the 1970’s I was intrigued by psychic abilities.

 I read what few books I could get related to this.

One was on quantum physics but called quantum mechanics back then.

 Another a friend at Teacher’s College loaned me:

it was a book by Jane Roberts “Seth Speaks”:

She also took me to lectures on Spiritualism, Wicca and associated philosophies.

These were run by a Spiritualist minister and held at the Gawler Town Hall: Gawler South Australia.

(I attended teacher’s college as a mature student in the 1970’s because it was free, thanks to Gough Whitlam)

I started consciously “seeing” ‘people that had passed over in the seventies and we were most definitely the lunatic fringe back them:

along with people that cared about the environment and animals.                   

I was in Greenpeace (which actually cared about the ecology) and Animal liberation.

 I was in Women’s Liberation:

Women were still an inferior sub culture with no rights nor status

One’s status came from one’s husband.

I rarely told people about clairvoyance in the nineteen seventies and early eighties to avoid ridicule.

I was also ridiculed and abused for being vegetarian.

I was even ridiculed for recycling.

Goes without saying the attitude to people who visited the local nudist beach (which didn’t become official until the 1980s)

The Spiritualist minister who organised the “talks” at the Gawler Townhall ran psychic development classes:

 but the first time I attended she supposedly went into” trance” now called channelling.

It was so phoney that I never went back.

 I was fortunate to get into a group run by another Spiritualist lady, Stella.

Stella was not only an amazing clairvoyant she advocated our being ethical.

 One thing she told us was never to tell someone something bad in their future (unless we could tell them how to avoid this) because the person could make it happen (nocebo) and we could be wrong.

 And when Stella went into trance it was genuine.

 The incident that convinced me that clairvoyance was a reality happened at work.

 I was a student nurse at Strathmont Centre.

 I was washing dishes with a male staff nurse.

 We didn’t have kitchen hands in those days.

 Kym was six feet tall and rather heavy set and had longish blonde hair.

 A man (deceased) flashed in

 (when I “see” or “hear” they flash in a fraction of a second)

 He had Kym’s high forehead and similar features but wore a suit with a crepe ribbon and a cross and had a short back and sides haircut and dark hair.

 I asked Kym if his father was a minister. He asked me why and initially I would not answer.

 I eventually told him what I saw and Kym told me that it was his uncle. He asked me what denomination his uncle was.

 I did not know.

 After Kym left the kitchen I asked his uncle, whom I could no longer “see”, what he had died of.  The words were that fast all I could make out was “sclerosis”.

 Because we were with the intellectually disabled I thought “tubular sclerosis?” Then I realized it must be multiple sclerosis.

 When we were having a tea break Kym told me that his uncle died of multiple sclerosis.

 I was amazed and said that his uncle had “told” me this!

 Kym said “Get more”!

 I informed him that I couldn’t.

 But I “saw” panama hats and monkeys.

 I said “He was a missionary in South America”

 Kym said “Yes”.

I then saw masks and a jungle and said he was also a missionary in New Guinea.

Kym told me this wasn’t so.

When Kym came to work the next day, he said that his mother had confirmed that her brother was a missionary in New Guinea.

This showed that I wasn’t just reading Kym’s mind.

I will give a free email reading to anyone who has read this far

and sends a recent photo of themselves to

katallen1949@hotmail.com

This art work was done for me by an excellent clairvoyant and author Chris Parmenter

Over more than forty years I have had a lot of positive feedback

but know my future predictions are not always correct:

I would say 90 percent of the time they are.

I can read you and people that have “passed over” from the photo because time and space are not as we percieve them to be.

Blessed Be

and be kind to non humans

I took this photograph last century on Kangaroo Island

GENUINE CLAIRVOYANT READINGS VIA EMAIL HALF PRICE

This art work was done for me by an excellent clairvoyant and author Chris Parmenter

Email readings are half price:

Look forward to receiving your email request

$40(Australian) until the covid19 crisis is over.

I am able to accept overseas clients:

I send you an invoice via PayPal:

These are genuine clairvoyant readings hence I require a photo of you

as I am reading you and anyone who has passed over around you.

Gift vouchers are available.

I use runes for divination and will include a photo of the runes that I picked for you

Send a recent photograph of yourself to

katallen1949@hotmail.com

If you don’t wish to read any further please just read the last paragraph re the incident that convinced me clairvoyance was “real”.

In the 1970’s I was intrigued by psychic abilities.

 I read what few books I could get related to this.

One was on quantum physics but called quantum mechanics back then.

 Another a friend at Teacher’s College loaned me:

it was a book by Jane Roberts “Seth Speaks”:

She also took me to lectures on Spiritualism, Wicca and associated philosophies.

These were run by a Spiritualist minister and held at the Gawler Town Hall: Gawler South Australia.

(I attended teacher’s college as a mature student in the 1970’s because it was free, thanks to Gough Whitlam)

I started consciously “seeing” ‘people that had passed over in the seventies and we were most definitely the lunatic fringe back them:

along with people that cared about the environment and animals.                   

I was in Greenpeace (which actually cared about the ecology) and Animal liberation.

 I was in Women’s Liberation:

Women were still an inferior sub culture with no rights nor status

One’s status came from one’s husband.

I rarely told people about clairvoyance in the nineteen seventies and early eighties to avoid ridicule.

I was also ridiculed and abused for being vegetarian.

I was even ridiculed for recycling.

Goes without saying the attitude to people who visited the local nudist beach (which didn’t become official until the 1980s)

The Spiritualist minister who organised the “talks” at the Gawler Townhall ran psychic development classes:

 but the first time I attended she supposedly went into” trance” now called channelling.

It was so phoney that I never went back.

 I was fortunate to get into a group run by another Spiritualist lady Stella.

Stella was not only an amazing clairvoyant she advocated our being ethical.

 One thing she told us was never to tell someone something bad in their future (unless we could tell them how to avoid this) because the person could make it happen (nocebo) and we could be wrong.

 And when Stella went into trance it was genuine.

 The incident that convinced me that clairvoyance was a reality happened at work.

 I was a student nurse at Strathmont Centre.

 I was washing dishes with a male staff nurse.

 We didn’t have kitchen hands in those days.

 Kym was six feet tall and rather heavy set and had longish blonde hair.

 A man (deceased) flashed in

 (when I “see” or “hear” they flash in a fraction of a second)

 He had Kym’s high forehead and similar features but wore a suit with a crepe ribbon and a cross and had a short back and sides haircut and dark hair.

 I asked Kym if his father was a minister. He asked me why and initially I would not answer.

 I eventually told him what I saw and Kym told me that it was his uncle. He asked me what denomination his uncle was.

 I did not know.

 After Kym left the kitchen I asked his uncle, whom I could no longer “see”, what he had died of.  The words were that fast all I could make out was “sclerosis”.

 Because we were with the intellectually disabled I thought “tubular sclerosis?” Then I realized it must be multiple sclerosis.

 When we were having a tea break Kym told me that his uncle died of multiple sclerosis.

 I was amazed and said that his uncle had “told” me this!

 Kym said “Get more”!

 I informed him that I couldn’t.

 But I “saw” panama hats and monkeys.

 I said “He was a missionary in South America”

 Kym said “Yes”.

I then saw masks and a jungle and said he was also a missionary in New Guinea.

Kym told me this wasn’t so.

When Kym came to work the next day, he said that his mother had confirmed that her brother was a missionary in New Guinea.

This showed that I wasn’t just reading Kym’s mind.

Look forward to receiving your email

Blessed Be

and be kind to non humans

I took this photograph last century on Kangaroo Island

CLAP YOUR HANDS AND TINKERBELL WILL COME BACK TO LIFE

In April 2018 a few of us started sending healing to the flora and fauna.

Thankyou to everyone that is participating

The non human life forms appreciate you

Namaste —–

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I include all birds, animals, reptiles, insects, trees, plants, molluscs, arachnids, sea life, bees,koalas. flying foxes and all endangered species.

Initially I asked everyone to send at 2000 hours South Australian time:

but if you just send once a day at any time, that is great.

Re sending healing- It is your “intent” that matters,

so send the healing to those issues that are important  to you.

Happy Face

If you believe in angels, nature spirits and elementals ask them to help

Blessed be

I took this on kangaroo Island last century

TOUCH IS A BASIC NEED – HUG A TREE

ferguson road bush

I first posted this when we were self isolating in South Australia due covid 19

For tree lovers there is an audio meditation to link with a tree.

A wise friend posted on Facebook:-

“ humans are intrinsically social creatures and removal from others is used as a form of torture.  Also touch is a basic human need..(babies will die if left untouched)”

I remember learning this when I studied psychology.

if you haven’t a human or a  pet to hug why not hug a tree 😀

Find a tree that you can sit near and be quiet enough for meditation.

Hugs

The following is a tree meditation

This is para phrased from “Mother Wit”

 by Diane Mariechild

hers was a plant meditation

my driveway

Blessed be

and be kind to non humans

and to copy Ellen (someone that I admire) – be kind to one another.

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EMPATH

Taken earlier this century with a phone.

I Googled empath =

“empath

/ˈɛmpaθ/

noun

(chiefly in science fiction) a person with the paranormal ability to perceive the mental or emotional state of another individual.”

Several years ago a young lady in my psychic development group suggested that I was an  empath:

A label that I wasn’t previously aware of.

Except applied to Marina Sirtis character in Star Trek The Next Generation.

In the seventies and eighties when I first started developing and using my clairvoyance we weren’t just the lunatic fringe we were considered evil:

No one used the term “empath”
 Woe betide anyone knowing that I was a witch.

“From Judith Orloff

Empaths are highly sensitive. …

Empaths absorb other people’s emotions. …

Many empaths are introverted. …

Empaths are highly intuitive. …

Empaths need alone time. …

Empaths can become overwhelmed in intimate relationships. …

Empaths are targets for energy vampires. …

Empaths become replenished in nature.”

This fits me:

I also sense and absorb the emotions of other lifeforms.

My following traits may not be because I am and empath?

I get upset when moths throw themselves at the window trying to get to the light.

As did Albert Schweitzer.

In primary school when our teacher was explaining Albert Schweitzer’s achievements ( he was still alive at this time) she found it amusing that he was concerned about moths throwing themselves at the light.

I don’t kill insects or mice – or spiders or snakes  – but don’t claim to sense their feelings:

 I just know they have every right to live.

So when comments are made that I wouldn’t hurt a fly  — it is literal.

Earlier this century when I had a Bully/Kelpie cross I would take him for a walk in the  sand dunes so he could run off the lead.

One day he jumped over this extremely long red belly black:

I called him back:

I wasn’t going to step over it although it was obviously too cold to move:

I know snakes are deaf but

I said “Are you OK?”  

and it moved its head and looked at me:

It looked afraid.

i understand this 😦

I tell everyone that I am anthro phobic ( break it down etymologically) and people laugh:

But if they had had the life experience I’ve had they would feel the same.

My driveway

I have always fed the birds

despite stupid people abusing me and saying that they should find their own food

(there in NOT enough food for them).

I knew who all the different magpies were

but they have stopped coming because a visiting  Ibis won’t let them in.

I still feed one crow who has been coming here for a long time

and I can tell who “she” is because she tries to sing like the magpies instead of cawing — unsuccessfully of course.

I talk to trees and plants

and sometimes appliances when they annoy me

Blessed be

and be kind and respectful of non humans

I took this on Kangaroo Island last century

AM I STUBBORN OR A KNOW IT ALL?

I detest people who think they know everything:

Yet I have refused to go to computer classes:

I have never had a computer lesson:

I consider that I don’t need same:

they are user friendly:

Plus my first job was working with computers

that were the size of wardrobes in refrigerated rooms.

I can read the holes in “telex ribbon” –well I may have forgotten what some mean 😛

I have to confess when I first started WordPress I didn’t now how to find comments

and people thought they were being ignored 😦

I just learn through trial and error.

And I have watched “I T Crowd” 😛

I noticed just now that my browser notifications were disabled:

So I must have missed good posts from others:

Got some reading to catch up on 😀

Blessed be

and be kind to non humans

I took this on Kangaroo Island last century

THE CLAIRVOYANT EXPERIENCES OF A SCEPTIC

This book has a five star rating

and a review

I still cannot work out why I haven’t received any royalties from Amazon for 2 years?

AN AFTER THOUGHT — It is since the Australian GST changes to international shopping — that I have not received any royalties — guess fees and cost are more?

Not a literary masterpiece but a true story.

And there are so many amazing stories omitted so as not to break client confidentiality.

The second part I wrote as therapy and had not intended to include.

It wasn’t included in the original l publication

Blessed be

and be kind to non humans

I took this photo on Kangaroo Island last century