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Does It Matter

In the grand scheme of things, does it really matter?

What am I talking about now? Religion and our inner most faith is what I have been questioned about today. Should it matter to anyone else what my beliefs are, do I have to share it with anyone else? I don’t think so, but there again I’m not your average person and don’t want to be either.

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Today I have been asked what my religion is? And it shook me a little bit because I don’t feel I have a religion and I felt a little uncomfortable answering. But why should I feel that way? I have a faith and a belief that are mine and should be nobody else’s concern.

Yes, as a child of about 3 years old there is one photograph of me with my godparents, Aunt Pat, dad’s sister and Aunt June and Uncle Brian, mum’s closest friends, not our real aunt and uncle, on my shared christening day. There we are all stood proudly outside in the front garden. When I say shared, it was because my little sister Tracy was also christened on the same day at a few months old.

For a long time I used to deny even being christened because all I remember as a really young child was religion causing arguments. Dad didn’t believe in anything, had no faith what so ever and mum was so frightened not to believe that she insisted that we had to be christened. So you can just imagine the rows we used to hear. Eventually dad buckled to the pressure and let mum have her way. The day meant so much to me I have no memories what so ever of any of it, so if I didn’t have the photograph I wouldn’t be able to recall anything. I must dig that old photo out now I am talking about it.

Dad’s none belief was so strong that every Sunday evening the minute Songs of Praise came on the television, up dad would get and off went the tv. Not forgetting in those days there were only one or two channels for us to choose from and the option we had was you either watched what was on, or, you turned it off. As a kid though it was close to bed time so didn’t really affect me. This all coincided with bath, clean pyjamas on, nit comb and fingers and toe nails trimmed. The Sunday night ritual I will never forget.

Once we moved to Canada, after dad died, Sunday school was a habit us 2 girls were somehow lead in to. Each week being collected and dropped off again afterwards, by the strangest lady from the church you would ever meet, and all so mum could have a lay in. I remember the church well, it was on the end of Silver Street, near the beer store but can’t remember the name of it for the life of me. I don’t remember that lasting long though and it didn’t really make such a great impression on me if I can’t remember the name of it.

I do remember the United reformed church in Richmond that we used to have to go to with the Scott family if ever we were lucky enough to be allowed to stay over night on the farm, but it is the memories of us all piling in the station wagon to drive down the road in that I really remember. Two adults and 6 of their children plus me all squashed in and laughing about who could sit where. Sherry and I used to love being able to sit in the rear facing seats right at the very back and upsetting Bob and Bruce because they liked it too.

Can I say religion has paid a big part in my life, no I guess it hasn’t. I can’t say my chosen God parents had any religious influence over me, they certainly never made sure I attended a church. My 2 god mothers are still alive but as life has taken its many twists and turns we don’t see each other any more.

When my daughter was born they only gave her 48 hours to live and I will never forget the nurse’s face when she told me I must have her christened and to contact whoever I wanted to do the ceremony. I flatly refused as I suppose this was the dad in me coming out as I told her boldly that at that moment in time my faith was in the doctors and nurses as well as Becky herself. If it was meant to be that she lived then it would happen. Having anyone come in to say a few words over the incubator and ventilator wouldn’t make the slightest difference to me. And I’m happy to report that 33 years later she is still here, alive and kicking, and still not christened.

Has been of a religious faith made any difference to her life, no I don’t think so, and she’s a big girl now and can choose to follow whatever faith or religion she wishes.

Does it really matter if people have a religious faith, yes it does, if that is what they choose to have. I believe we are all individuals doing our best to live the life we have been given and if we feel we need a belief system, then have one.

But please, be mindful of your beliefs influencing how you treat others. My reply and the look on the person’s face today tells me they won’t be rushing to have a chat with me again.

Psychic development and awareness classes

This will be my 6th group to date and I am so proud to say that some who started with me have gone on to bigger and better things. One, in particular, is now carving out her own mediumistic career providing private sittings, church services and psychic art portraits. All this in less than 3 years.

All it takes is your time, your ability and your dedication. Are you up for the challenge?
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Psychic development 6 week evening work groups

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Only 18 days to go. Places are filling up already so please make sure you have had a conversation with me to reserve your place

What Have I Been Up To Lately

So what have I been doing to keep me away from my blog?

I can’t believe it has been so long since I last posted to the blog. How lazy of me. This year has seen me settle into my new room at the Yoga Barre and then move again into a slightly larger room within the same building. The newest room is wonderful as I now have a window that opens fully so am keen for the warmer weather to arrive before I am brave enough to open it.

This year is whizzing by with barely a day free to myself. The main thing to change is how my psychic, mediumistic spirit work is moving forward in to whole new directions. Learning is still prominent for my personal progression and very dear to my heart. There is always something to learn from each and every workshop or group that is open to me to attend.

Earlier this year I was lucky enough to attend a psychic art day which advertised it would involve channeling spirit to assist with the end product. Sadly there wasn’t a whole load of channeling but we did play with new artistic mediums and left with a piece of artwork to bring home to show for our efforts. Here is a copy of my piece from the day for you all to see. Can you see any spirit involvement there or, is it just my random mind taking over?

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Since that day I have found a new interest and some spare time to do a little bit more research and found my own way of tuning in to spirit and asking for their assistance when putting colour to canvases. This is a whole new venture for me and I hope you enjoy sharing my journey of channelling spirit through colour.

Here are my latest attempts and would love to hear what you can see.

Painted with brush and water

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Painted with brush only on canvas

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Life may never be the same for me now I have found a way to express myself with colour and I look forward to sharing what I learn with others. Watch this space

Learning

Well today is Friday and the end of another working week comes to a close. I don’t mind Fridays as it means I have managed to complete another week of my life and I still have the hope of another around the corner.

I don’t know about you but for me this year has all been about learning. So much has happened it is hard to remember it all. All I do hope is that the things I had to say no to as I couldnt do everything do come back around again so I can say yes this time.

Each year I attend a mediums training seminar organised by Val Williams and her team in Lytham St Annes. This last seminar we were given the opportunity to work with Eva Goldenstein from Sweden and experiment with psychic art. The experience for me was mind blowing as I have never been classed as a drawer never mind an artist of any sort. If I can I will include some of the pictures produced so you can see what I am talking about.

We also had an afternoon class of e evidential mediumship with Mr Phillip Dykes of Lancashire. This again was very interesting as he had us working in pairs both using psychic and mediumistic skills to look deep into the other persons home life. So much was explained and worked on I do feel I learnt so much that I can carry forward into my own readings.

Shortly after this seminar I had the opportunity to see Philip working locally to me at Huddersfield Spiritualist Church. What was so wonderful to see was a medium who practices what he preaches. Everything he talked about during our afternoon session we saw put into action.

This has shown me my way forward with my own work and I know I have learnt a great lesson that will hopefully enhance how I work with spirit. I can honestly say if I was in need of a one to one reading I would nor hesitate to get myself booked in with Phillip Dykes.

Here is hoping that 2015 brings many more opportunities to each and everyone of us. Roll out the red carpet and let’s welcome the new year in with a renewed passion for learning but not before we say goodbye to 2014 for everything we have been given. 😘

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