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I’ve just returned from a weekend in the North Yorkshire Moors where I have had the privilege of hosting a trance mediumship weekend with a group of wonderful people and, of course, with the amazing presence of spirit.
After weekends such as these I always find myself reflecting during the journey back home – it’s my space, it’s time when I am just with myself, driving along and where time is suspended in some way – I am sure we have all that that feeling when driving a distance.
It’s been a little while since my last blog – and it’s good to take time out, even of things we really enjoy isn’t it? Life in general gets so busy and moves at such a pace that we often simply keep on ploughing through and before we know it, we are running out of steam, worn out – mentally, emotionally and physically – and just desperate for rest, sleep and more rest and yet we never know when we are going to find the time to do that.
Interestingly something I have learned over the years is that we very rarely find the time. For something important to us or our well-being, we have the make the time. It actually tells us how much we value ourselves whether we make the time or not….
As some of you reading this will know, my lovely Grandma passed to Spirit last week. She was 95, and was really well until the last few years.
Gran was a cornerstone of my life; she helped bring me up when I was younger as my mother worked away and she was, until the last few years, the one unchanging and constant aspect of my life.
Through changing times, growing pains, moving on and upwards through life and experience, my Gran’s constancy was like a lighthouse shining brightly to guide my ship through the turbulent seas of life. She never changed, never wavered and my understanding of her unchangeable nature was a security blanket through any changes I might have been going through.
Both my mum and I were with her when she passed. We were called as her breathing changed and spent several hours with her. I wasn’t sure she was actually ready to pass – she had been on an end of life care plan for only a few days and there is never a finite timing with such things – and then all of a sudden I felt my Grandad step in and I knew.
I want to tell you a story…
There was a girl born into a decent middle class family. Her parents split just before she was born and so her mother became a one parent family with the support of her parents who helped bring the little girl up during her early years as her mother often worked away where she earned good money to support her daughter.
The little girl often found it difficult to express herself articulately as she was emotional and sensitive and this wasn’t as understood then as it is now.
She was good at school but with no real passion for any subject except perhaps English literature – she loved stories.
Breathe Light, Live Love
An inspiration given to me by one of the trance energies I work with – Morning Star as I have named ‘her’ as the energy feels very graceful, very gentle and feminine in nature.
What does light do? It chases away shadow; it brightens the darkest day. It lifts us to a place of hope when in despair and to a place of grace when in grief. Can we really breathe light? I believe we can. I believe we breathe it into ourselves, into our being, into our very soul. I also believe we breathe out light too.