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Twelve week Mediumship Development Classes in Harrogate


Details of the development classes starting on 1st March 2017 at the Spiritualist and Healing Church. The classes will be run by myself and the well known and highly experienced medium Val Triner.

There will be lots of tools to work with that will bring out your ability and build on your confidence and experience. The classes are geared towrds helping you to workcthe platform or carry out private sittings.

7.30pm til 9.30pm each and every Wednesday from 1st March til 17th May

£100 to include all equipment to be used during the classes.


Caring is sharing


What can we do to bring happiness back to us?
What do you need to do for you?

For me, reiki and crystal healing alongside my mediumship abilities brought the happiness and joy back into my life. When i surpressed my gifts it was a dark day in my life. Then when I started sharing everything publicly I found it brought even greater happiness to everyone and even more to me.

Sharing what ever ability and gifts we have can be the answer.
Why not start today 💞

Tarot, Oracle, Angel Card Reading Meet up

First of the card reading group for 2016. So looking forward to sharing the card spread chosen. This will show us what we have coming up for this year along with what to let go of to get the most benefit.

If you enjoy reading your cards for yourself and would love to meet like minded people, why not come and join us.

There is always plenty of laughter and fun where everyome gets the opportunity to give their own interpretation.


Healthful Healing Group http://meetu.ps/2Rtt8v

Tarot, Oracle, Angel Card Reading Meet up

Details in the link to the next months tarot oracle angel card reading group. Lovely to have the opportunity to meditate and work with our cards. Always a good night with lots of enlightenment for each amd every one of us

Tarot, Oracle, Angel Card Reading Meet up

Thursday, Jun 4, 2015, 7:30 PM

Location details are available to members only.

2 Friends Attending

Do you enjoy working with your cards? Would you like to meet with like minded people? Would you like to read for others but have no confidence? Would you like to learn new spreads and understand your cards on deeper level? Would you like to share your knowledge and learn from others?If this sounds like something you would enjoy then come along…

Check out this Meetup →


A lady today  suggested I started using instagram to promote myself and show pictures of exactly what I do. In her words ‘words don’t always cut it with you healing people when trying to describe what you do.’ Good job I am not easily offended and this I can fully understand as even I struggle sometimes to explain what happens when people come to see me.

I am new to all this social media so no doubt it will keep me quiet for awhile whilst I get used to all the buttons and knobs to press and cameras to use. Hubby will be pleased if something keeps me quiet.

So, if you are on instagram also, come and give me a shout. Would be lovely to connect and share photos with you.

You can find me at instragram.com/healthfulheals




I  read this quote on the tinterweb the other day and it got me thinking

“Man only likes to count his troubles; he doesn’t calculate his happiness.”


Just what is it that makes us happy? Whilst I am rattling on spend a moment to think about yourself and what makes you happy.

Is it helping others, is it what you own materialistically, is it what you would like to do, is it the memories you have from what you have done?

My life over the last couple of weeks has been manic and crazy with lots of changes going on. For those of you who don’t know my day job is working from the Happiness Centre in Ilkley, healing and running workshops and meditations and lots of other things as well. Well today it started about 10am, one after the other person called in to see me and sit and have a chat. Everyone of them had a trouble that they needed to talk about. The last one left about 3.30 and I was due to go home at 4. Now normally I would have been climbing the walls and trying to sort out all of their problems for them, but for some reason I just sat and listened, didn’t even offer any advice, nowt, not a bean, but.

Do you know what made me happy that day? It was that all of these people knew that they could come to me to offload. There was nothing I could do to change anything for them, that was down to them. They all felt 100% better when they walked back out the door again. At one point I had to ask one gentleman to call back in about ½ hour after he had had a wander around and had a coffee as the lady before him was talking some serious things that I felt nobody else should be hearing. Some days my working life is more like a coffee club than a zen like quiet space.

I wonder what makes some of us all negative and only concentrate on our troubles and some of us all positive and only think of the happy things in life. Do you think there is something we can do to make ourselves happier with our lot.

Someone once said to me, how can you expect to make others around you happy if you aren’t happy yourself.

Maybe it is up to us to spend the time and effort on ourselves first before we try to help others. Life is strange at times and often when these funny days happen it is because we have something to learn from it. My lesson was certainly to think of myself and not everyone else that day, not to take on their worries and woes and leave them to sort themselves out. That is what will make them happy when everything is resolved.

My dictionary says that to be happy you have to be glad or content, lucky or fortunate. So why is it, if we aren’t glad or content we don’t do something about it?

What is it that stops us from being happy with our lives at times?

Maybe if we could work that out just maybe we can make some nice changes to our lives. How many times have you said, I would be so happy if I won the lottery tonight or I would be so much happier if I had a new car, or a new house or etc etc, you know what I mean. Why do we say we would be happier if we had more things WHY????

What does being happy mean to you? Why is it something different to each and everyone of us? If I don’t understand and spend the time to find out what makes me happy how can I expect to make someone else happier in their life. We are all different in our outlook and expectations so let’s concentrate on being different but being happy.

How many of you know people like I do, they moan and groan and always complain. When you offer to help or give suggestions to them they always come back to you straight away with a reason why they can’t make those changes. Then have the cheek to say, it’s alright for you as though you don’t have to do anything to make your life ok and everything a bed of roses.

Maybe we just need to learn to leave them to get on with it in their own sweet way.

All the time I have been thinking of this I have had someone singing Ken Dodd’s Happiness song in my ear. It is still as cheesy as it ever was, for those not old enough to know what I am on about, google it. It will make you laugh I am sure.

Here are some of mine that make me happy on a daily basis that I will share:

Hugs, kisses, smiles, sending time with my family and friends, going on sunshine holidays, being able to pay my bills, having petrol in the car so I can get where I need to be, having food on the table that I like to eat, being able to take the dog for nice long walks in the woods and the fields, having a bit of money in my pocket so can go spending occasionally.

Maybe this time has given us all something to think about and if we aren’t happy with our lives then maybe we can find the courage to make some changes. We all deserve to be happy.


Hello everyone,

Can I just start by saying what a strange few days I have had. This weekend has been a busy one, as I have been away working with my tarot cards and trying to earn some extra pennies.

It had been planned for months, and this was to be an enjoyable weekend where nothing was going to get in the way of some fun and learning.

And, this is when it started. The guilt !!!

I was going away and leaving them, left at home to it. All on their own, without me. How would they cope. Now normally in our house it is my hubby who goes away for a few days a month with work, and when he goes he never looks back, takes his bag and off he goes. Waving merrily until he returns with a Honey I’m home a few days later.

He never feels the guilt, he just leaves me to it and I carry on regardless.

So this is my main question tonight, why do some of us feel the guilt and others don’t. Is it a female thing or does it apply to the men too. I can’t answer that one as am not a bloke but I do wonder from what I have seen.

Friday morning I left home bright and early with a long day ahead, carrying out a couple of reiki healings which was fine and all went well, but, my darling hubby had said I could use his car for the long drive as it is more comfortable and powerful on the motorway than mine. Which I thought at the time was really nice of him, he even had it valeted, which is saying something as he doesn’t bestow a lot of time on looking after it and keeping it clean. So as you can imagine I felt pretty honoured.

Well it got to about 4.30 and time to set off, and I can tell you the shakes set in and the mind took over. It was like a greyhound out of the starting gates. Oh my goodness what if I crash it, what if it gets scratched, but worse than that what if it gets stolen!!! How dare I leave him with my little banger to have to drive around, why should I have the comfort for the weekend.

I am the only one that thinks like this??? Why do we have times when the mind takes over and we become totally bonkers over it all.

Now remember I haven’t even set off yet. But worse than that I suddenly realise I have all this panic running round in my head over a piece of metal that carries a Skoda badge and is at least 7 years old. It’s insured so if anything goes wrong its covered. It’s not an Astin Martin or Masseratti that is worth stealing, it’s a Skoda. How stupid do I feel now. I am sat stationary in the car laughing at myself by this point. If anyone had walked past and seen me they would have thought I had really lost the plot.

All this just because I am going off to spend a couple of days doing something that I enjoy. Something for me, where I am meeting new people from across the world and learning something new. FOR ME.

And it doesn’t include them.

Why do we struggle with doing something for ourselves?

Why can’t we not say no when someone asks us to do something for them and we clearly can’t or don’t want to.

What is wrong with us, why do we put everyone else before ourselves.

Why is it more important to make others happy and not ourselves.

As you can guess I have had a bit of a revelation this weekend. Maybe that’s a good thing, maybe it’s not, time will tell.

If you are one of the lucky ones that can honestly say they have never felt guilt over anything please will you have a word and let me know your secret please.

So after giving myself a bit of a wake up call, off I go. Simon Mayo on the radio to listen to, the windows down and a bit of fresh air coming in and all is going well until I hit the A65 and the brain takes over again.

Did I leave enough milk? Will he be able to sort himself out with something to eat, will he look after himself properly

Does he have enough clothes clean, will he remember to pay the window cleaner, on and on it went, round and round in my head. I could feel myself nagging him to remember all of this from a distance, it was ridiculous. But it just wouldn’t stop.

The really funny thing is he did over 20 years service in the army and can cook better than I can and certainly knows how to look after himself better than I could.

What the heck was wrong with me. Guilt at leaving him, that’s all.

Does anyone have episodes like this or is it just me!!!

By the time I arrived a couple of hours later I had sorted myself out and thought, do you know what. Blow it, I am going to enjoy this weekend, even if it kills me. I have been with my hubby 28 years, if he can’t sort himself out now, he never will.

I thoroughly enjoyed having breakfast made for me, and a few drinks in the bar talking about things that I enjoy with people who I had something in common with.

It was such a brilliant weekend that I am sure another one will be planned very soon.

I would like to leave you with a sentence I found on the internet today. Guilt is a supreme waste of time and energy.

So next time you have feelings of guilt creeping in, just remember those words.

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