The missing pieces of the puzzle

30th Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

Remember the competition

I recently read about a man that spent months building an 18 000 piece puzzle, only to discover that the last 5 pieces were missing.

Can you imagine his frustration and sense of failure?  He had a vision and worked diligently towards it, only to stumble at the last hurdle.  And he had no control over it.  He could have gone back to the manufacturers of the puzzle and demanded a replacement, but what if all the original pieces were provided and the dog ate the missing pieces?   Is this the time to punish the dog?  What if a child was attracted to the shape and colour of the missing pieces and took them away to play with?  Is this the time to punish the child?

We often live our lives like that.  We work very hard on our life’s task, whether it is raising children or achieving in a career or having a prize-winning garden or writing that book we all want to write. Then we get to the end of the task and we look at the result and we are disillusioned, because the result did not come even close to what we had in mind.

We forget the joy that we experienced along the way.  We forget the situations that challenged and stretched us and forced us to overcome our fears and our weaknesses.  We forget the numerous occasions where we touched other people’s lives and brought smiles to their faces.  We forget how many times people appeared in our lives at just the right moment and shared magic with us.

Sometimes we live an entire life of striving towards perfection.  We work very hard at whatever our life’s mission is, so that we can achieve perfection before we leave this earth. 

Others are very lucky in that they realise soon enough that every single day in our life is perfect.  We stop complaining about the weather and we start to appreciate the feel of raindrops on our faces. We feel the wind against our skins and see how this invisible wind blows tree branches in a particular pattern.  We feel the sunshine through our closed eyes and we see the colours of the rainbow in the sun.

Some people simply find joy in living every day.  They understand that looking back at yesterday results in guilt where we were not perfect.  They know that looking forward often results in fear of what tomorrow may hold.  They understand that today is the tomorrow that we feared yesterday, and that there is nothing to fear – ever.

Those people live in the moment and enjoy where they are.  That does not mean they do not see or plan any future for themselves.  It means that they understand that living in the moment equips us far better to visualise a perfect future and then live that future. 

This is a cliché but think about it.  If I tell you today that you only have a week to live, what would you do with that week?

I can hear you describing all the things that you have always wanted to do, and the usual item at the top of the list is telling people that you love them.  Then why wait? Why not do it today?

Start telling yourself that today is your last day in this life – because it is true.  Tomorrow you will be different and the world around you will be different.  When you believe that every day is your last day, you suddenly focus on the things that are really important to you.  You understand that living the joy and blessings of today is far more important than living the fear of tomorrow.  And you become alive.

If you then reach the end of your life and discover that the last five pieces are missing, you have a different perspective.  Does it matter how many pieces are missing, or does it matter what you did with the other 17 995 pieces?  Do you get the picture?

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The Peace Intention Experiment

27th Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

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Unhappy families are a blessing

26th Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

Remember the competition.

I am currently reading a fascinating book about Henry VIII and his six wives. The author of the book states that happy families all resemble one another, while unhappy families are unhappy in their own unique ways.

And Henry VIII was very good at creating unique unhappy families. He was married six times. During an age where divorce was the last option and the divorce of a monarch was unthinkable, he divorced his first wife, had the second one beheaded, lost the third in child-birth, divorced number four, had number five beheaded and left number six widowed.

I recently attended a talk where the presenters described their upbringing to give some perspective to their product. They started the presentation by asking the audience how many people were from dysfunctional families. As you could expect, some hands went up immediately (some people like to define themselves by means of their history rather than who they really are) and other hands went up reluctantly (because we all have some skeletons in our closets).

The one presenter then said “As I expected – we are all from dysfunctional families” as if that was a given. It became clear during their presentation that their view of the world being populated by dysfunctional families impacted on everything they had personally experienced.

It reminded me again that we like to put labels on people, because it makes us feel safe. We tend to compare ourselves to other people, see their challenges in life and then see our own challenges in a far better light.

You may have heard about the woman who discovered that her husband was having an affair. They moved in circles where this happened quite often, but people were very discrete about it. However, this woman was determined not to share her husband.

She confronted her husband with the evidence, and he calmly acknowledged that he was having an affair with a particular woman. He reminded her that his friend Bob had been having an affair for years, that she was aware of it and never had an issue with it.

However, the wife would not tolerate her own husband having an affair, and of course she then threatened to divorce him if he did not end the affair immediately.

His response was “OK, you can have a divorce. You will also have your credit card taken away from you, which means you will have to get a job. You will no longer get a new car every two years or holidays on tropical islands once a year. You will not be able to buy designer clothes or get your regular beauty treatments. Would you really like a divorce?”

The wife thought about this for a while, and then said “I think our mistress is far more beautiful than Bob’s.”

On a more serious note, the reasons why families are “dysfunctional” or challenging are because they teach us things about ourselves. We choose our families before we enter this existence because our interaction with them highlights our own particular needs for spiritual growth. Somehow we allow families to get away with behaviour that we would definitely not tolerate from others. We do this because we intuitively know our families love us and will always love us no matter what. We tolerate their actions until we have learnt what we needed to learn from them, and once we understand our love for them only becomes deeper.

Some people thrive on their badges of being from dysfunctional families. That blurs their own perceptions, but that is also part of their journeys.

I know of a couple who were both abandoned as babies. The husband was from a large family, and he was given away to an unmarried aunt who had a no children but a very strong maternal drive – so strong that she in fact emotionally abused the boy. By the age of about ten, he was claimed back by his mother. You can imagine the impact this upbringing had on him.

The wife was given to her grandparents when she was a baby, because both parents had serious health problems. She grew up thinking that her grandparents were her parents, until she was six years old. She had no contact with her biological parents and did not even know that they were alive. Then her parents simply appeared one day and claimed her back and took her home with them. Imagine the impact this had on the little girl, being taken away from a familiar environment and having to get used to two complete strangers who were now the new figures of authority in her life.

These two people then married and had a daughter. The daughter became anorexic and suicidal in her teens and nearly ruined her parents financially and emotionally with her excessive demands for things and situations that could potentially make her happy and stop her torturing herself and her parents.

The parents liked to describe the whole experience as an intervention from the Holy Spirit to help them realise that money and earthly possessions are not important. They described their daughter as a “very mature teacher” of spiritual lessons.

My view was that they were both abandoned as children, and then overcompensated with their child’s upbringing by smothering her with their version of parental love. They did everything they could to give her the opposite of the childhood they had. The daughter then rebelled by becoming anorexic and by playing on their guilt feelings and manipulating them to the hilt.

How would they react to a different view on their experiences? Would they sit up and think about it and learn even more about their journey? Would they reject a view that clashes with their view of the world and continue to miss the point? Or is this a point I want to make based on my ignorance? After all, I was not there and heard their version of the events long after they took place.

And those are the questions that each of us – at least those that do come from unhappy families- have to ask of ourselves.

Being a member of an unhappy family is a challenge because our relatives remind us time and again of our own dark sides. Because it is a challenge, we tend to prefer the least painful perspective on the issue.

How would each of us react to a view of our lives that focuses on the pain? Would we understand that the healing will only take place once we experience an equal amount of pain and pleasure, and achieve a balanced perspective on our experiences?

Confronting our own dark side is a brave act. We often choose to either gloss over it or wear it as a “badge of injury” rather than deal with it.

Once we start to search for the advantages in the experiences that shaped us, we gain an understanding of where and how it fits into the Master Plan. We see that every single experience has a positive and a negative side. We stop focusing on the negative side and get a balanced view. Only then can we experience gratitude and get a feeling of the immense Love that God has for us. That is the moment where our lives really begin.

And that is the moment when a dysfunctional family begins to heal and start to see and love the lighter side of one another.

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Say what you do and do what you say

22nd Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

Remember the competition

I tend to see myself as not very tactful. As a result people always know where they stand with me.

However, when I do clairvoyant readings, I am fully aware of the words I use, or rather of the words that are given to me. I am always focused on giving a very clear message to my clients, and on being honest, but at the same time on having empathy for them.

So maybe I am more tactful than I give myself credit for.

The problem is that I tend to expect other people to do the same – to say what they do and do what they say. And as life goes, this does not always happen.

Recently a friend who had just completed a course in Chinese face reading told me that a particular area of my face shows a strong “bull-shit detector”, in other words, don’t lie to me or create a picture that is anything but real and honest, because you will not get away with it.

Sadly this detector had failed me over the past year. I had particular expectations of some people and I did everything from my side to help them meet my expectations of them. I was quite sure that I had communicated my expectations in many different ways, but apparently I had not.

Over the past weeks I had one shock after another, and I realised that after years of knowing these people, I do not know them at all. I felt quite angry, betrayed and disappointed. I contacted them and told them how I felt, but they had nothing to say, and I know that expecting an apology would again be expecting too much. I now need to put this behind me and move on.

What went wrong? I can write an entire page condemning the people involved and pointing a finger, but they will have no idea that I am doing this because they are on the other side of the world, and I will just be in a hell that I created all by myself.

Alternatively, I can look at the three fingers that point back to me while I point my finger at them. Those three fingers tell their own story.

The first finger tells me something I have known for years, namely that you NEVER help another person because you feel pity for the person. When you do that, you take on a burden that another person must carry, and you exhaust your own resources. When you have no resources left, you cannot help yourself and you cannot help those people around you that can benefit from help that comes from objectivity rather than from emotional bias.

There is also the matter of fair exchange. If you help someone and you do not get anything in exchange, nobody is satisfied and it is easy to have negative feelings about what you did. This may sound harsh, but some people will take your help and thank you and make a huge success and help others because of what your actions taught them, while others will always come back for more until you are exhausted, and then they will move on to someone else and suck them dry.

When you expect something in exchange from the person that you help and make that clear, the person knows that your help is a conscious act and they are aware of their own obligation. They can then choose to either honour their obligation or not accept your help, and both people know where they stand. I assumed fair exchange from one person that firmly believes in sucking others dry, and from another person that I thought had the same values that I have, because I did not spell out the rules right from the beginning.

The second finger tells me that in both instances I failed to set expectations clearly. I did communicate my expectations at the beginning of both situations, and I assumed that years of “bad” habits and “wrong” ideas will be wiped out in one conversation with me. I was the one that added the judgement, because I applied my view of the world to the person. In their own minds they are sure that they did the right things for the right reasons.

It is possible to help people change their beliefs and values, but the motivation must come from them and not from me. These changes can be accelerated with a technique like NLP, but it cannot just be done by having one normal conversation. I was dealing with two completely separate worlds that will hardly ever come together, and I assumed that allowing a person into my view of the world will take away or “fix” the other person’s view of the world. I came down into my own reality very hard. I live my illusion and nobody else’s, and I cannot undo the world of another person. That is not what I am here for.

The third lesson was that once you have said what you do, you must do what you say and not fear the consequences. I made life very difficult for myself by tolerating and thinking I was being generous, charitable, and helpful. The other people took from me without thinking twice simply because I was giving, and will continue to do so for as long as I allow it. Neither of them has ever learnt to create their own destiny and use their own creativity, and I failed to teach them that lesson by creating their destiny on their behalf and never discussing it with them. Why did I not discuss it with them? Because one has a bad temper and a vocabulary from the gutter whereas I like peace, and because the other is a very old friend that I thought I was helping.

I said what I did and did what I said, and in both instances I ignored all the tiny signs that things were not going according to MY plan. I thought that both situations were only temporary, and therefore it was best for me to tolerate, be resilient and just live with it. The result was that I said what I did, but I in fact did not do what I said, because I did not want to experience a bad temper of disillusionment about a friendship. I did not live my own truth, and that is why I felt betrayed, angry and disappointed.

I can aim these feelings at the other people who will probably continue on their paths of destruction and self-destruction, or I can deal with my own feelings and accept that I did not live my own truth and am looking for someone to blame.

My challenge is to find the unconditional love that is there for these people and for everyone else. However, it does not need to be a challenge. I can simply find a way to lovingly voice my concerns, and move on. We like to think of it as a challenge when in fact unconditional love is our natural state. We still have so much to learn in this world.

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Is Suicide a Sin or an Act of Bravery? 2

19th Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

Remember the competition.

I also discovered that after death the spirit is taken into, shall we call it an “intensive care unit”, where it gets as much love and care as is required for recovery from the effort of dying.  Some spirits recover quickly, for example where a person knew that his work here was done, and he peacefully leaves his body.  Other spirits take longer to recover, for example where the death was sudden, or where the death was self-inflicted and preceded by inner torment.   When we reach this “intensive care unit”, we find only love, no matter what the circumstances of the death were.  It is the people that remain behind that add the judgement and speculation and grief.

Some spirits have to return in another incarnation so that they can complete the work and the lesson that was interrupted, while others move to a higher level.

Because we lose a large part of our eternal consciousness when we are born into this world, people who are suicidal tend to think they are alone and that nobody would understand them.  We live in a culture where we believe that this life is all there is, and when we struggle to deal with our challenges here, we often feel we have nowhere to go.  The life hereafter is held up to us as a relief from the “ordeal” of this life, when the truth is that this life is meant to have one major challenge.  Once we have overcome this one challenge, we are free to experience the joy and love of this existence.   Our spiritual guides and the angels and God are there to help us, if only we would allow them to do so.

I now understand that where a person ends his own existence here, it is probably the bravest thing they ever do.  They understand the judgement that will come from the society they live in and the guilt and pain that their families will experience, but the pain of their existence outweighs all the concerns they have about those around them.

Elizabeth Kubler-Ross wrote a book called On Death and Dying in which she describes the different stages of grieving.  There is a point in the grieving process where a person comes out of a depression and everyone heaves a sigh of relief because they show interest in the world around them again.

For a suicidal person that is the most vulnerable time, because the person then has the energy to end his own existence.  By the time the person gets to this point, they are desperate and very alone.  This is a frame of mind that none of us can change in another person.  All we can do is keep our judgement to ourselves and love the person.  We cannot determine the path of anyone else.  We can only love one another unconditionally.

If you are reading this and thinking of ending your life, think about this:

There is a legend of the Cherokee Indian youth’s rite of Passage.  The youth’s father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone. He must sit in the same space all night and not remove the blindfold until the sun comes out the next morning. No matter what happens, he is not allowed to cry out for help to anyone.

Of course the boy is terrified.  The night sound carries far and he can hear many strange and frightening noises.  The wind feels eerie at night and the rustling of the leaves is sinister.

But the boy knows that the only way he could become a man is to sit through the night with the blindfold on, no matter what happens.

In the morning when the sun rises, the boy finally removes the blindfold and discovers his father sitting on the stump next to him.  The boy then discovers that the father had been on watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.

The boy is not allowed to tell the other boys of this experience, because each boy must come into manhood on his own. Once he survives the night, he is a man.

We, too, are never alone. Even when we are not aware of it, God is watching over us, sitting beside us and at times carrying us. When the dark night of the soul comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.  Just because you can’t see God, doesn’t mean He is not there.

Blessings and Light and above all, Love to you.

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Is Suicide a Sin or an Act of Bravery? 1

16th Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

Remember the competition.

Many years ago I heard that an old school friend of mine had committed suicide. We were not very close, but we went to school and to Sunday school together, and we formed the kind of bond that result from sharing such activities. I remember not really being touched by the news, because all I could recall about him was his cheerful nature and his inability to spell a particular word correctly.

For some reason I was surprised at how much the people around me were disturbed by his suicide. One person cynically revealed that it was not my school friend’s first attempt at suicide, and that once a person had made the decision to kill themselves, nothing and nobody would stop them and they would eventually succeed. The implication was that people who wanted to kill themselves might as well be written off, because in their minds they had already violated the sacred life that was given to them.

The other thing I noticed at the time was the lack of compassion from the church. I became aware of an ancient practice where people who committed suicide were not entitled to a church funeral and their dead bodies were not even welcome in the graveyard. Of course that was meant as a sanction to the deceased, but in fact it added to the punishment of a grieving family who had many questions.

I was not particularly disturbed by the suicide, and also did not really think about my reaction at the time. I was young and busy, and this person did not touch my life.

However, later in life a person close to me died of an overdose of alcohol and drugs. She had a long history of abuse and spent the last years of her life in and out of mental hospitals and rehabilitation centres, but obviously nothing could relieve the inner pain she wanted to get rid of.

I started asking questions about death and dying. I had already become involved in Lifeline (the South African version of the Samaritans) where I had been trained to deal with suicidal people on the helpline.

The most important part of the training was to not react emotionally when a person tells you they would kill themselves, but to rather confront them with the permanency and consequences of such a radical solution, and then help them to realise that they have other choices.

I had two such phone calls while working on the helpline. In both instances the people had a logical discussion with me where they explained why they had decided to take their own lives. In their minds that was the only and best solution. In my mind they were completely irrational and very disturbed.

One of the callers was located as a result of the call and given medical treatment, but the other one put the phone down and I remember reading the local newspapers with a feeling of trepidation for months afterwards, expecting to find a description of a suicide case that would coincide with the information that the caller gave me.

That is where I first became aware of the very important lesson that I can and have to take full responsibility for my own life, but I cannot do much to change other people’s life choices.

Somehow I was surprised at the nature of my questions about death and dying, because people normally fear and avoid the topic of death and do not ask questions. I wanted to know exactly what happens when a person dies. I wanted to understand the process, because I knew intuitively that death was not the end, but a process.

I discovered that death is the moment when a spirit leaves behind the body that it inhabited during this incarnation. The spirit is not destroyed, but lives on. The spirit is energy and energy cannot be destroyed. It can only change shape. To be continued.

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The sky is the limit

11th Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

Remember the competition.

I have recently had one of those moments where the little globe in my head popped and became a massive chandelier that waved at me, and I experienced an amazing moment.  I followed this up by breaking an inch-thick piece of wood with one hand, but that is another story.

I want to take a step back and give you some background from quantum physics – don’t worry, it will be easy.

In the 17th century, when scientists became aware of atoms, they believed that atoms looked like billiard balls.  They also believed that different combinations of atoms formed different substances, and therefore that atoms are the particles that form the universe.  All we needed to do was identify all the different types of particles, and we would have mastered the Universe.

Since then physics have evolved and in the 20th century been replaced by quantum physics.  Scientists now understand that there are in fact no particles.  There are only waves. These waves surround us and we are not aware of them, because we cannot see them.

As people we have consciousness and this is where the magic starts.  Our consciousness is also invisible and intangible, but it is real.  For example, you have had experiences where you think of someone and not long after that person contacts you.  Or I tell you NOT to think of a green elephant.  What did you just see clearly in your mind’s eye?  Now you know that elephants are not green.  Then where did that clear image of a green elephant come from?  That is your consciousness.

Now imagine the Universe existing of millions of waves.  This is not far-fetched, because it has been proven scientifically.  We just understand it better when we imagine how it would look. 

These waves are like roadmaps that contain information on everything that exists now, everything that has ever existed and everything that we will discover to exist.  The waves are like the biggest library on earth and the internet in one.  Where these waves cross, masses of information are stored.   Because there are many waves, there are many crossing points –like a gigantic bowl of spaghetti.

We can tap into this massive repository of information by finding the information.  This is where the magic happens.  Any information that we want or need exists somewhere in a wave but the information only becomes real, tangible and useful when we consciously look at the map and search for the information.

For example, I want to get information about adoption so that I can write a book on it.  The book does not exist and the information does not exist.  However, adoption is part of the Universe and there are many people that have experienced adoption in many different ways – either as parents or as adopted children or as siblings of an adopted child and so on.  There are many facets to adoption, for example the legal aspects of adoptions in the same or different countries, the emotional impact of the process on everyone involved, the financial implications and so on.  This information is different for every person that has ever experienced it. 

If I now want to write a book about adoption, I can put together a mind map like I have done above, and suddenly parts of the quantum spaghetti look different.  I can then carefully pick out those parts of the quantum spaghetti that I want to combine in a different way, and put them in a separate bowl. Then I can arrange them in a way that is unique, because no-one else will do it in exactly the same way.  And there is my unique book about adoption, the book that many other people have been searching for.

I have been aware and understood this process for a while now, so that is nothing new.   But the knowledge was in my mind, not in my heart or in my soul.

I have also been aware for about the past year of a massive change in the direction of my life, and because the picture is still emerging, I have recently been unsure of what to do, where to go and whether and how it will work out.

This is where I had this moment of absolute clarity that took my breath away.

I realised that any wave I choose to catch is there for me to keep, and there are plenty of waves.

We have all had experiences where someone told us that we are responsible for our own lives, and the choices are there for us to make.  Many times in the past when I heard that, I felt some anxiety, because this was too big for me.  I did not want to have full responsibility for my life or my choices.  It was easier to sit back and let things happen to me while someone or something else is in charge, even though I knew that everything that happened to me was my choice and my creation.

This moment that I experienced was like the Universe placing me in the biggest flower garden that could exist, and saying to me “pick any of the flowers, as many or as few as you want, and arrange them in any way you want.  Or just smell and feel and experience the garden.  The flowers will always re-grow, and they will always be fresh, and there will always be variety.  It is yours to do with as you please.  You can keep it all to yourself, or you can share it with the entire world, because they are there for you to use or not use as you please.  And the flowers have always been there, are now there and will always be there.”

When I realised that, it was like a weight falling off my shoulders.  Rather than asking “what will become of me” and feeling a twinge of anxiety, I now ask “what am I becoming, and how can I speed that up by finding the wave and turning the wave into a physical miracle?”

And when I say that, I feel excitement and an immense gratitude towards the One who created all those waves for me to play with as I please, and who taught me the joy of playing with the Universe.

Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

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I am 50 years young and you could win £100

7th Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

I recently celebrated my 50th birthday. It was a wonderful day with family, friends, good weather, good food, lots of laughter, reminiscing and loads of love.

I was a little bit off balance before the birthday, because for some reason 50 seemed to me the beginning of the end. But then I have wonderful friends that I can discuss these things with, and they helped me to get perspective.

My mother died at the age of 53 in very sad circumstances. I have made different choices, and will not pass on in the same manner or at the same age. My dad retired at the age of 60 and now, at 73, is a very old man who has difficulty moving around. Again, I have made different choices and am in the middle of a career change – probably not my last one either.

I understand that time is a man-made concept. As a society we chose to attach value to the age of 50. A thousand years ago only the most fortunate geriatrics reached that age. Today people aged 50 are physically attractive and full of life. So what is so special about being 50?

I chose to look at this birthday from a different angle. I have had an incredible life so far – enough to write a book about, and still I feel as if my life has just started. I am looking forward to a few massive changes over the next few months, and I count my blessings every day. My to-do list is as long as my arm.

I recently read of a man who has his life planned out up to the age of 120 years. Whether he becomes 120 years old, is not relevant. What is important is that right up to the moment when he leaves this earth, he will have a purpose, and he will live that purpose.

Have you ever heard of the axilotl? You pronounce it “a-chi-ho-tel”. It is a small animal that looks like a salamander. It is pale white – you can see right through it. It has gills and normally lives under water. When the water dries up, the gills close and the axilotl breathes and lives on land like a salamander. When there is water again, the axilotl grows gills again. Sometimes it loses a leg, and then it simply grows another one. Why is the axilotl so adaptable? Because no-one ever taught it that growing gills for breathing underwater and having lungs for living on land and growing a new leg when required is impossible.

I know that what we think becomes, and I have decided to ask for some help from my readers so that I can change the way I think.  I would like to collect stories about people that did remarkable things after the age if 50 – things that ordinary people can do when they become aware that only their own fears and the obstacles they created themselves hold them back.

These stories could be about famous people, but I am sure there are many untold stories about ordinary people who have done extraordinary things. For example, I have read about the 80+ lady who did her first ever tandem parachute jump, and there was another lady in her 70’s that climbed Mount Everest recently. There was also the man who retired, withered away, then got a grip on himself and started a very successful business and became young again. And yesterday I heard of a woman who published a best-seller debut novel at the age of 85.

In short, I am looking for the achievements of people over 50 who did the unexpected simply because they could, and who succeeded. I would love it if you could send me the stories of any such people that you know or have heard of. Please provide as much detail as you can, including names and contact details. I will respect the privacy of the people, but would like to be in a position to contact them and discuss their life philosophy with them.

Please send the stories to elsabesmit@hotmail.co.uk and remember to add your own name so that I can thank you for helping me gather these tales of gratitude and blessings. And if you could distribute this article to your mailing list, we can gather even more tales of miracles. The person that sends the most inspiring, verifiable story by 30 September 2008 will receive £100 from me, no matter where you are in the world. I will be the sole judge and my decision is not negotiable. I trust that when you send in a story, you will accept these conditions.

I will then publish a selection of the stories and make the world sit up and take note of the spiritual energy that comes with the physical ageing process. I look forward to having my mailbox filled up with narratives of remarkable achievements. Thank you for acknowledging these lovely people and may God bless you like He blesses me every day.

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Love and Light
Elsabe


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1st Aug 2008



Hello lovely people

How do you work through these experiences?  I can recommend different ways of getting rid of your baggage.

If you can afford to attend one of Dr John Demartini’s Breakthrough Experience weekends, it is worth everything you spend on it.

Alternatively you can find a good NLP practitioner who can help you to pinpoint the issue and change your perception and behaviour.

If you still have serious issues with money and cannot afford either of these, there is also a very cheap and very powerful solution.  It is called morning pages.  You get yourself an A4 exercise book (and maybe a box of tissues if you have never done morning pages).  Every morning when you wake up, you write three pages – no more, no less.  You write anything that comes to your mind, no matter what it is.  You do not plan what you intend to write.  You simply write what is in your mind.  And if you really do not know what to write, you write exactly that until the next thought comes to your mind. 

There are a few rules around this.  You have to do it every day, and preferably first thing in the morning, even if it means getting up half an hour earlier.  So you do not want to do even this to resolve your issues?  Then continue to wallow in your self-pity, but go and do it where I cannot hear you.  The reason for doing the writing first thing in the morning is that your brain is still in sleep mode and there is no censoring on what you write.

You have to keep this a secret – do not tell anyone that you are doing morning pages.  The reason is that when you tell others, they will want to know what you write about, and that is very personal and not to be shared.

You have to write no less than three pages, because you want to deal with your issues and move on to the life you have always wanted for yourself.

You have to write no more than three pages, because you will be wide awake by then and the censor will step in and spoil it all.

And the most important rule:  for the first two months you DO NOT read what you have written.  What is important is the fact that you have written down what is in your mind.  If you start reading any sooner what you have written, you will spoil the whole experience and not benefit from it at all.

After two months you can read your morning pages – or not read it.  You can keep them or burn them or do whatever you want with them.  By then you will understand how powerful this exercise is, and you will see the massive change in your life.

So stop saying “if only” and do something to change your destiny.  If you do not write the story of your life, someone else will, and you might not like the script.

If you would like to receive regular details on my public appearances as well as information that will not be published on the blog, please subscribe to my email list on the blog.  Please do this even if you already receive blog updates by email, because the email list is a separate list.

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Love and Light
Elsabe


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