Friday, 27 August 2010

THE WOMAN CALLED GREEN EYES



THE WOMAN CALLED GREEN EYES

The woman called green eyes lives up to her name
Jealousy and envy is the name of her game
She plots and connives, twists what is true
Deliberately to mislead and deceive you
She knows what she does wrong and doesn't care
Her plan is to fool and creep up unaware
Her soul is black as the moonless night
Evil she is, bending what's right
She works with the dark and is ugly as envy
And for too long she has fooled aplenty
But she's met more than her match I know I will win
My soul is pure, her's is black as sin
I work in the light with angels I walk
She can gossip all she likes and lies she can talk
For karma will always find out you
And deal with what it knows to be right and what's true
An eternity of the same dish served will await
Unless you amend your ways before it's too late
Open your heart woman and look to the light
For evil will never win this fight

MPB ©




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Monday, 9 August 2010

PORTRAIT OF LOVE~TALES OF THE SEA MY NEXT BOOK

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LATEST BOOK 'DEAR J'

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Thursday, 3 June 2010

From the book 'DEAR J'

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DEAR “J”

The volumes I write are from the heart
Distance is no object nor being apart
I know I speak from deep within
I know I’m not perfect nor free of sin
But this I know what I say to you
These words are from my soul and all are true
Never have I loved one so much
Your soul, my heart has blessed and touched
Perhaps I’ll never understand why
Many years I wrote through the tears I’d cry
But I write with honesty and integrity
How we met must have been planned a serendipity
For although you’ve caused me so much pain
I won’t hold it against you nor to blame
For in doing so my soul has grown in strength
So I guess the reasons well must have been meant
For I am blessed I have felt true love
One so beautiful and given from above
Much more truer and deeper than the physical transient kind
Even though the despair at times nearly lost me my mind
So dear “J” I write to tell you I still love you unconditionally
Constantly unchanged forever and for all eternity

MPB (c)

Tuesday, 18 May 2010

BY THE SEA

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BY THE SEA
I always wondered about the sea
And its very fascination for me
Perhaps it was its constancy
Good to share thoughts of intimacy
It never changes but then it does in some way
It has all our emotions and it understands what we say
As a child it was it was my favourite fairy tale
Of stories of mermaids and ships cast on rocks in a gale
It could be whatever I wanted it to be
Soothing, mysterious, tales of pirates on the high sea
In the sea I could loose myself completely
Drown all my emotions within it deeply
It contains all what we have and know
Understands energises and helps us grow
And like the tides they ebb and flow
As in life, there's constant change but part of the whole
Storms may come but die down and go
So relish the calmness and drink it in
It will sustain and nourish when storms brew within
And surely again when the waves die down
We will have learned much and we will have grown

MPB ©
FROM "ENCHANTMENT"
 

Friday, 16 April 2010

I AM HERE

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I AM HERE

I am here
Perhaps I'm under the bed
Or even on the chair
But I am here
May be I'm by the window
Or by the door
Perhaps I'm the breeze in the air
That gently ruffles your hair
For I am here
May be it's my voice you hear
When the trees rustle their leaves
May be it's me
Tickling your nose that makes you sneeze
Shshshs I am here
Perhaps that soft kiss you thought you felt
Was me, may be
And the touch along your spine
Creating tingles so divine
I am with you everywhere you go
There is nothing I don't know
For I am with you
Watching over you
I am here

MPB © 


Wednesday, 14 April 2010

WARRIOR PRINCESS

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WARRIOR PRINCESS

Her hair was silver and shot with gold
Her stance was of power, proud, lithe and bold
Her eyes of blue flickered with flame
She had a wild streak no one could tame
Part of her charm was she felt no fear
Yet she let down her barriers to those she held dear
Her proud beauty shone like a star
No imperfections or flaws that could mar
Like a tamed tiger respect but not trust
The valiant warrior princess to fight the unjust
For although many gifts nature bestowed
To this beauty perfection one was owed
That special divine something, trust and love

MPB ©
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Monday, 12 April 2010

A LOVE STORY DIES

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 A LOVE STORY DIES

It's difficult to find words to say
I tried so very much that day
And given the chance I'd say them again
For your closed ears wouldn't let me explain
There's not night when I don't visit you
On dreams meadows I watch over you too
I spoke from my heart that day
Yet you chose to walk away
Yet I know you hurt inside
For your pain with me resides
I feel your sorrow and I feel your pain
And If I could the time I'd change
Just to relish in those beauteous moments
One more time, before those raging torments
Of interfering jealousies and lies
Destroyed, and a love story dies

MPB ©

Saturday, 27 March 2010

NEW BOOK TO BE LAUNCHED

I am set to have a new book launched in the coming months, the following poem is from this new volume of poems and most likely the title

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 A PORTRAIT OF LOVE

Such a sad affair, a runny watercolour sketch
A lesson in life upon my brain to etch
Only loved with a pure heart
A hauntingly beautiful work of art
That touched my soul like no other
In shades of blue and azure
Paint tears down the canvas
Forever, for eternity and ageless
Unconditionally so and forever in a sad hue
Sad shades of grey and disbelief memories of you
And all because you could not accept what was true
Preferring the vibrancy of lies and fabrications
Distortions and mistrust are your demons
Not mine, I only painted love pure of my soul
My fragile heart you ripped apart and stole
You decimated what was beauteous that I created
And there a portrait of love lies desecrated

MPB ©

Thursday, 25 March 2010

NEW BOOK TO BE LAUNCHED

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I have just signed a new publishing contract and work has now began on my new book. It will be another volume of Inspired Poetry and this time I have chosen a US based publisher since the majority of the fans of my work are American, so its only right I should publish there as it makes it easier for fans to purchase my books than having them shipped from the UK. I am not entirely sure of the title I will post updates as soon as this is finally decided.

Thank you to all of my readers

FROM THE NEW BOOK



AS THE WILLOW TREE
You will not bend and break me
For I am like the Willow tree
Like roots tenacious I am strong
Albeit the struggles tough and long
Nor will I wither like a leaf
But bend in winds my course I keep
And should you try and cut me down
Fast I'll grow strong against your putdown
No matter how you may try and slay
Up I'll grow, stronger each day
One day majestic I will be
Beauteous glorious as the Willow tree

MPB ©



Monday, 8 February 2010

YOU STUPID MAN!

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YOU STUPID MAN
Such jealous words said in haste
A torrid love affair gone, such a waste
All for green eyed envy destroyed
A heart broken and played with and toyed
Someone who loved you eternally
A love given, no hidden agenda unconditionally
Your version of truth taken on face valued harpies lies
A beautiful gift now lies destroyed
How could you be so stupid and immature
To take a love for granted so perfect and pure
A perfect heart given complete with a soul
From the one who loved you warts and all
She loved you more than physically
You stupid man! she loved you spiritually

MPB (c)

Wednesday, 4 November 2009

LAVENDER SATIN


Lavender Satin

Come dine in my field of lavender satin
And taste the sweetness of forbidden fruit
In this picnic of love's sweet kisses
A spread of pleasure beckons in afternoon sun
As you tip the velvet with sweet caress
My sweet wine flows with each kiss
Savour sweet honeyed taste of desires
Deep within you drink, your fill
And when satisfied and satiety lingers
We'll lie entwined, beating hearts stilled

MPB (c)

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Sunday, 25 October 2009

Oooo Look where "A dedication to someone so very special" has turned up now lol!


I ran a check on Google with one of my ISBN's and this is just a fraction of the new results. I'm now in US, UK and Libraries in Australia and New Zealand and on booksites and shops from Scandinavia, to France, Germany, the Netherlands, Japan, Spain and even Estonia lol, so I am slowly getting there, I am just so amazed



Thursday, 8 October 2009

'THIS JOURNEY OF SOULS" FROM CHAPTER 16 'DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR'


I felt so alone and let down, 2007 had been a tough year. I turned inwards looking for answers, I hadn’t done anything wrong all I had done was love a man who had suddenly breezed into my life, who had shown me how to love again. Not only that he had taught me to love so deeply as to be unconditional. Had I not met him then I guess I would not have developed my writing. He inspired and brought out of me, words in my heart I never knew I had. I loved that man so deep so spiritually in a way I never knew it was possible.

CLOSURE

You never did give me that finality
That proper end to love's fragility
You left me hanging in some kind of time warped limbo
Unable to go back, to stay the same or just go
I wanted answers, you refused to give
Or talk when all I'd done, was give
You owed me that, at the very least
All I'd done, everything for you, to please
I'm still here in this position
Like the proverbial 'Hanging man' in Tarot's supposition
what did I do to you so very bad?
You never really answered, but left me in a state of sad
To punish me for all lives ills and loves in justices past
It's not my fault your relationship of past didn't last
Why tar me with that same brush and category
I know you hurt of old and for that I'm sorry
But that is down to YOUR experiences
And nothing to do with this love's consequences
In your heart of old you know its true
I am me, not your past love who really hurt you
You never did give me closure when all I'd done was love you

MPB (c)

We have to go through adversity to learn. We have to experience and learn from making mistakes, so that we will learn from them. Sometimes we have to step back and let those we love the most mess up, such is life, but we have to do this even though it may be painful to stand on the sidelines and watch.

When you care and love someone unconditionally, you have no preconditions, no judgments. You are simply there to pick up the pieces if needed. That’s what true friends and lovers do, similarly a good counsellor does not offer opinions or suggestions but makes the recipient aware of their choices nothing more, You have to just stand back and let them learn for themselves and if they make mistakes, let them, its the only way they will learn. As much as we love our friends dearly, you have to love them enough to let them go. If they love you, they will come back because they want to be there, but if you step in and try to foist opinions and your beliefs, you will create alienation, you have to let souls grow, let them mature, develop at their own rate, and not try to hurry what is their life s journey and not ours

I hope one day in another life time, in another place we will meet again in fact I know we will and I wonder what the challenges will be that time around. Although I am sad he left me a gift, he touched my soul, with soul love and for that I can never hate him, but will always love him Unconditionally.

THIS JOURNEY OF SOULS

I know you are there
You are in my heart
Entwined in my soul
Though now apart
But joined at the hip
Part of the whole
Deep in my heart
Deep in my soul
I feel your eyes
They burn right through
The mists of time
For I'm part of you
We are one part of the same
You are me and I am you
We burn from one single twin flame
So in the dead of the night
As I lie awake
I'll be in your thoughts and in your sight
I gave to you my soul completely
So wherever you go
I will follow meekly
I cant escape no matter how
Destiny is calling
And calling now
There is no sense of space nor time
Clocks don't exist in the hallowed halls
This journey of souls yours and mine
Is destined for ever till the last strands of time

MPB (c)

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Wednesday, 7 October 2009

FROM CHAPTER 15 'DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR'

Harpies, in classical Greek mythology and in Virgil's Aeneid, were flying monsters who tormented people and snatched food and other objects. Their name translates as "snatchers."

The Harpies, often but not always represented as a triad, were sisters connected with the winds. There were three or four Harpies, depending on the myth.

In some myths, their parents were Gaia and the Old Man of the Sea. In others, their parents were children of the Sea, siblings, and thus the Harpies were born of incest. They were so hideous that their parents hid them away. They were released when the gods needed them to torment and punish.

Today the term is often used metaphorically to refer to a nasty or annoying woman.

Green Witch was one such woman as were her friends and as in mythology, yes, there were three or four of them and they lived up to their name. I hate to be so catty but yes, she did hide her real face and all of this would have been so funny had the effect not been so real. Green Witch was boss Harpy in all of this all she had to do was say “Jump” to the others and they would chorus, “How high?”

At first I tried not to be paranoid, perhaps Annie was right and I even began to doubt my own intuitive ability. I was not imagining it, I know I wasn’t. The multiple comments, pushing me off John’s front page, she never did that to anyone else except me. Watching his page and as soon as he posted anything new, she had to be in there first, She had to have been watching his page especially as she deliberately waited for me to comment and then she would multiple comment. If I didn’t comment, she wouldn’t be in any hurry to or if one of his other friends did, she would only leave one comment, but with me, it was always five in a row to make sure I was pushed off. I mentioned this to John and he told me he would have a word with her, whether he did or not I don’t know. Perhaps he did and perhaps that was the reason why she seemed to step up her multiple comments.

She appeared to encourage her fellow Harpies to invite John to their pages, so that they had this little clique going and they would have conversations going on, on John’s page. At this time my blog was open to friends of friends so it was possible for her to read what I was posting and something else I noted at this time was whenever I posted a poem she would too. Being a proliferic blogger it must have driven her crazy when I think about it, but that was just me I loved writing poems for John.



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Thursday, 10 September 2009

ABOUT ME




If you are not aware, as well as being a writer I am a Spiritualist/Medium/Psychic. What that means is I have an ability to link into Spirit and pick up their thoughts and feelings. The Spiritualist part is that Spiritualism is my religion. TO FIND OUT ABOUT SPIRITUALISM CLICK HERE

Being a Medium is a bit like being a radio, a radio receiver picks up sound/radio waves and the radio makes sense of them. You cannot see sound waves nor can you see or hear radio waves, nor can you see the waves/vibrations that are translated into pictures on your television, but you know and accept that it works. Being a Medium is no different and in actual fact the word "Medium" means a vessel i.e. "a receiver".


Mediums and Psychics work on two different levels. The psychic vibrations are closer to the Earth Plane and it may surprise you to know that each and everyone of you have the ability to develop this sense.


In days gone by as we evolved as a species, this 6th sense (the psychic for that's all it is) was part of our survival mechanism. Designed to keep us safe and out of danger i.e. that "gut feeling" that something was wrong or that we smelt danger. However as we became more civilised we began to depend less on our instinct and our psychic sense. Animals however still have this ability and if you watch your cat or dog you will see them tap into this sense.


This ability can be tapped and developed with training and it was one of my jobs as a tutor at a well known college of parapsychology to host a development class.


Mediumship though can not be developed this is a gift bestowed on the Medium and many a Medium will tell you, "Is it a gift or is it a curse lol?" It can be both lol. Mediums work on a higher vibration that that of Psychics and equally they can also work on a psychic level. Mediums have the ability to pick up and interpretate the high vibrations from Spirit, just like a radio.


One of my jobs is that of a working Medium, I give psychic counselling. I am a trained counsellor but I tap into my psychic ability to pick up what is happening around the person I am reading for to give me an insight to the root of the problem of why someone has asked for a reading. I further open up to pick up the vibrations of either my spirit guides or from someone who has passed over that knew the person I am reading for. My job as a Medium is to provide 'Survival evidence' i.e. to give the person I am reading for personal information that ONLY they could know. I also begin by identifying the person in Spirit, by providing their name, how they passed over, what they looking like, their age, when they passed, where they lived, their mannerisms and details surrounding the person I am reading for e.g. where they have been recently, what they have been doing, some detail that only they would know. And more often than not I do this over the phone or even online either chat or email so I cannot read their body language. The objective is to provide proof that life goes on after physical death.


Now it may surprise you to know, that NO ONE CAN FORETELL THE FUTURE, anybody who says they can is a charlatan and I will tell you why because we have been given "FREEWILL" in other words our fate is in our own hands.


Before we chose and yes CHOSE! to be incarnated on Earth, we all made our own blueprint of what experiences and lessons we wished to learn. Some of those lessons would not be pleasant but necessary for us to truly understand, compassion, humility and empathy with others. However if we kept the memory clear in our minds, obviously being human we would avoid unpleasant situations, so our memories of our blue print is dulled to our subconscious. Along our life's journey we will meet like minded souls, we will feel rapport with them sometimes other times we will come across the total opposite, some will be part of the blue print to help us achieve the lesson WE OURSELVES planned.


As a Medium I can tap into spirit and namely the person I am reading for, loved ones in Spirit, who can help give guidance and reassurance they are not alone in their tasks. One word of warning though loll! if you didn't take Auntie Mary's advice when she was on Earth, you don't have to from her in Spirit either. What Spirit can do though is help clarify and help the reader see their situation from another viewpoint.


There is a saying, "Cant see the wood for the trees" we that's exactly why many people come for counselling, they cannot see what is right under their nose, what has been there all along. Well Mediumship can help the person seeking an answer find that answer within themselves. And indeed we do have all the answers to our problems within ourselves, we have just forgotten how to listen. To listen to our own Spirit for after all that is what we are Spirit incarnated in a human body.

Saturday, 1 August 2009

NAME AND SHAME


FAKE PROFILES

Please be aware to fake profiles on the internet. Often the quality of their photos are very poor and they are extremely small and common sometimes the photo format is one not often or rarely used for uploading photos, this is because they have been copied and pasted from elsewhere on the net. I had the fortune lol if you could call it that LOL! to meet someone who uses the name Samuel but if you ask him to prove it is him and he wont be able to. He will always have some excuse, his cam is broken, his computer needs repairing, he cant plug his camera into his computer as the lead is broken or lol his CPU needs repairing or he needs help from the Tech guy at work. Based in Bahrain lol! need I say more of his origins. I have spoke to him on the phone and his accent does not ring true, nor does his vocabuary it certainly does not fit with his nationality and where he has lived. As a Medium I saw right through him. I have and many others out there have come into contact with this character. If someone is genuine, there will be no hesitation to show their face on cam or send you a photo with a newspaper showing a current headline and today's date failing that holding a card with their name and date. One last thing be very wary of someone who asks you for naughty photos of yourself or asks you for cyber sex, the genuine friend wont ask you such requests. I wasn't fooled by Sam here but many have before and others will in the future, so listen to your intuition.

Like the cartoon above of the dog on the internet, you cannot be sure to whom you are chatting to. If you start to develop a deeper relationship with anyone on the net always ask for proof.

Wednesday, 8 July 2009

DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR



PREFACE

It will further help your understanding by reading the ‘Forward’, to give you some knowledge and understanding of the world of Mediums. Although I am a Spiritualist/Medium/Psychic, my goal is not to impose my views and beliefs on you but to tell a story and to tell the stories behind the poetry, my inspiration and the meaning behind them. Whether you believe whether some incidents are possible or not just be open minded for these incidents frequent the lives of Mediums. This is a love story and includes some of the situations around the characters concerned. It is written as if the character Maryann herself is telling the story. Some of the characters names may seem unusual but those are the nicknames given in relation to their social network pages. Those of you who have experienced a long distance or online relationship will understand the challenges faced. This story I like to think of it as a kind of hybrid. Please read with an open mind and try to understand there is much more in heaven than on earth. The Universe is awe-inspiring and never doubt its power. Any names, dates, places or similarities in any way are purely co-incidental MPB

SOUL LOVE

Endless as the heavens for eternally forever
As deep as the darkest ocean, can never sever
Spiritual love
Looking up at the skies I see that star
It gives bright hope although so far
Hope for one day to meet once more
I will meet again, those eyes as before
And taste your passions fruit
Never wanes or dies Soul love spans all time
For eternally entwined
One is part of the other as the other is part of the whole
Never knew you existed for my heart you stole

For some who do not understand
For feelings to be shared
Love has to be given freely all truth must be aired
Sometimes the truth hurts and pains and bleeds the heart
For sometimes too love hurts so bad, time must be spent apart
But a silver cord is threaded to, your soul from me to you
Sending healing comforts and unconditional love too
Even when impossibilities stretch ahead and cloud and pain the heart
I will always be in spirit behind guiding and encouraging although so apart

For you I have boundless feelings, there's no beginning and no ending
Like the stars in heavens sky
There's never any need to ask why
There's just a knowing of what is meant to be
If I could have a wish for mankind it would be to see
For when spirit touches your heart your soul is set to fly free

MPB (c)



ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
The Star gate Project was the umbrella code name of one of several sub-projects established by the U.S. Federal Government to investigate the reality, and potential military and domestic applications, of psychic phenomena, particularly "remote viewing:" the purported ability to psychically "see" events, sites, or information from a great distance.] These projects were active from the 1970s through 1995, and followed up early psychic research done at The Stanford Research Institute (SRI), The American Society for Psychical Research, and other renowned involved psychical research labs.

For those who largely remain unseen, our guides and our mentors and for the love of Spirit who without, this book would not have come about. & To my beloved Grandmother Jane Paterson my first mentor. MPB

TWIN FLAME

A thousand longings
For the day of recognition
For the dawning you recall
A thousand years and many lifetimes
Are worth waiting for that day
Of reuniting and kindling
That twin flame

MPB (c)


“Love is the ultimate answer. Love is not an abstraction but an actual energy, or spectrum of energies, which you can "create" and maintain in your being. Just be loving. You are beginning to touch God within yourself. Feel loving. Express your love.

Love dissolves fear. You cannot be afraid when you are feeling love. Since everything is energy, and love encompasses all energies, all is love.” Brian L Weiss MD “MESSAGES FROM THE MASTERS”

“I know by his scent Before he reaches my hair That the breeze has risen And dances upon the meadow. If one could take love as one takes a lover and rest his head between the breasts and know peace!"
~ Excerpt from
Thousand and One Nights

“Know, therefore, that from the greater silence I shall return.... Forget not that I shall come back to you.... A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.”
KAHLIL GIBRAN

FOREWARD


In order to explain much of this book, it helps to have some knowledge and understanding of Mediumship. Mediums are often loosely described as Psychics, but there is a difference.

WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A PSYCHIC AND A MEDIUM?

Everybody is capable with working on a psychic level, it is our sixth sense. When man was evolving it was this special sense that kept us safe, it was an inner knowing, a gut feeling that helped protect us and survive danger. Animals still use this sense; you might like thinking of it as being akin to instinct.

The psychic level is our link with 'the ethos', the Universe, where all knowledge can be sought.
It is perfectly possible to develop this ability, through finding a development class or from various techniques and exercises that can be found in suitable reading literature. Some people are naturally good psychics and it is perfectly possible to develop naturally. However, this can be frightening for some, in which case a development class is the best option where the student will be under the tutelage of an experienced medium.

So just what is psychic energy, it is an energy lower than that of spiritual energy but it gives us insight and ability to gain knowledge from the past, present and future. We can do this by linking in to the universe, where the answers we are seeking to anything can be found. We do this by using our subconscious mind, the same part of the brain that is active when we are dreaming or under hypnosis. Our subconscious mind absorbs every piece of information given to us, every thought, every event in our present life and those we had before. The trouble is gaining access to this information, it is a skill, and like all skills can be developed.

Ah! The future, you say, that sounds interesting, and who doesn’t want to know at some point in their lives, what will befall them, whether it is, 'Will I pass this exam?’ 'Will I get the job?' or 'When will I move house?' Therein lies the problem. It is truly impossible to truly predict the future accurately, we have all been issued with 'Free Will', nothing is written in stone, so it can only be a guide, as we all have the ability to make our own futures and life is what you make it.

So, What is Mediumship?

The word 'medium' means a vessel, literally. Mediums have the ability to link with spirit and communicate with them. When the physical body dies, the mind lives on, it is our mind that is our soul, our spirit. The term 'ghosts' are not spirit at all, a ghost is akin to a tape recording the vibrations of that person, and generally the recording is deposited and left behind after a particularly traumatic event in that person's life whilst they were here on earth. The event was so traumatic as to have caused immense distress to that person, all the emotions, feelings and mental anguish made a mark on where these strong emotions were experienced. Generally the so-called 'ghost' follows the same pattern, an anniversary of the sighting might be experienced on the same date year after year for example. It is impossible to communicate with a ghost, as it is a 'recording' and not a spirit.

Therefore, the spirit is the mind energy of someone who was once alive at sometime on earth, and the only difference now is they do not have a physical body. We as humans on earth just now are spirit in a human body that is the only difference.

Mediumship is not something that can be acquired through attending a course like psychic ability, it is a gift given to us by the 'Godhead' to be utilised for the highest good for mankind.

Everything on earth and in 'heaven' has a vibration, an energy; mediums have the ability to 'tune in' to this vibration and interpretate it; a bit like turning the tuning dial on a radio to locate a station. After all each radio, station has its own wavelength and by turning the tuning dial, we locate another channel. We know that sound waves exist, we cannot see them, but we know they are there for when we turn on the TV or radio, they are responsible for enabling us to watch and listen to our favourite program. This is exactly what a medium is, we have been gifted this 'tuning dial' that is all.

So when someone passes over, I prefer this term to death, it is only the physical human body that perishes, the person's mind still exists, with all the personality and foibles that made that person who they are, their character. Mediums therefore have the ability to tune into each souls vibration and pick up messages for their loved ones they left behind when their physical body perished.

Mediums are also psychic as spiritual vibrations resonate at a higher frequency than that of the psychic so have the ability to work on both levels. A medium cannot conjure up spirit, the link between spirit and those on earth is love and that bond can never be broken and lives on for all eternity. So all the medium can do is to ask for those loved ones to come forward if they have any messages of love to gift for those they have left behind on earth.

Most of the work a medium does is to provide survival evidence. 'Survival' evidence is knowledge that cannot be gained by the medium themselves about the person they are giving a sitting to, it is generally only something that the sitter would know, and often can only be confirmed by another relative, proof that their loved ones in spirit exist. Mediums are not there to foretell the future, the loved ones in spirit may well give a little information purely as proof of survival and as long as it did not hinder any progress in life for the sitter. In addition, remember if you did not take advice from ‘Granddad’ when he was alive you do not have to now he’s passed over, he still has exactly the same personality and character as he did when he was ‘here’.

So how do mediums communicate with spirit? We do this with our minds. To be totally honest I have had this ability for as long as I can remember, and truthfully I really don’t know, but I have over the years been able to recognise various sensations, that alert me that spirit are around, sensations like differences in temperature, tingling etc.

Mediums communicate in different ways, sometimes through ‘clairvoyance’, which means clear seeing, where the medium actually sees the spirit. Now this can be in one of two ways or even both, where the medium sees the spirit as if looking at someone in real life, in the physical. The spirit may even be transparent or in their minds eye, this is known as 'Mental Mediumship'. Personally, myself I see spirit in both these ways.

In 'clairaudience', this means hearing, now this can be actually hearing a voice that you is not your own, or it can sound like your own, but its not your thoughts, and don’t worry, I am quite sane lol!

In 'clairsentience', this is feeling, sensing, the spirit, in this the medium senses the emotions, mental state of the spirit, almost as if the spirit imposes their themselves over you.

Most mediums use one or two of these abilities, myself I combine all three, when I link with them, this enables me to experience all their emotions, see what they looked like and hear what they are saying.

Now as I have said everything in the universe has its own vibration, Earth having the lowest in spiritual terms. After Earth comes the Astral realm, it is on this realm that we travel when we dream, its not unusual to see friends etc, in dream state, after all they will be travelling this realm too at night lol. It is on this realm where lower Elementals reside, i.e. wood nymphs, nature spirits, elves and fairies amongst others, and as often as in the case spirit who are trapped unable to move on also reside in this vibration. This is the same vibration used in psychic work. There are several spiritual realms each having a different vibration, with the most Celestial where the realms of the Angels are.

When the medium links with spirit, he or she has the ability to raise his or her own vibration that bit higher. Loved ones in spirit who are around us at a given time, whether it is to help their loved ones on earth or sometimes it is an anniversary of their passing, will have lowered their vibration and the medium is then able to pick up these vibrations and interpretate them. Unfortunately for the medium, it is not so easy and difficult to maintain this link continuously. Hence some information may be lost, complete names for example and sentences to explain: 'the fat black cat sat on the red mat', what the medium might hear because of the fluctuating vibration would be: 'the back sat on mat', hence some information is lost.

For some reason spirit sometimes work with a type of shorthand i.e. symbols. These symbols have to be and worked out by the medium for example to me, seeing a ring might mean a marriage or partnership, it might mean something differently entirely to another medium. We each have our own; it is a way of communicating at a fast vibrational level. When messages from spirit come in to the medium's mind they arrive very fast and to help the medium 'catch' and interpretate these messages quickly the shorthand helps speed up the process.

One of the most accurate ways of obtaining information from spirit is by doing absent readings, here the sitter is not present and the medium can link in with the sitter either by thinking about them or by viewing a photograph, sometimes an example of handwriting is useful. In this method, the medium will ask any spirit links to come forward with any messages for the sitter. This is a particularly accurate method, for the medium cannot read the sitter's body language or by careful questioning gleam any information from the sitter as they are absent, many mediums work best in this area and each medium will eventually find a method suitable for them.

I myself personally like to work with Tarot. This works on the psychic level first, and in doing his gives an insight to the sitter's past, present and future. All that can be picked up from the sitter's auric field: and then I raise the vibration to link with spirit, to bring forward any messages from the spirit realms. With regard to the information from the tarot or any other Mantic tool (A mantic tool is any form of divination aid such as tarot, crystals, crystal ball, angel cards, tea leaves any sort of aid that helps aid the psychic to use as a tool to latch on to the unique vibration of the sitter. The hand of the sitter is a mantic tool in palm reading) nothing is written in stone, God and the Universe gave us 'Free will'

Before we incarnate as spirit in a human body, for that is what we are whilst on earth, we have some sort of basic plan in mind. We have a goal, a series of lessons we have chosen for ourselves to experience and learn, these lessons may be such as humility, compassion, kindness, sorrow, pain and suffering, for in experiencing these emotions and experiences, we develop empathy and understanding for our fellow humans on earth. Each time we go through these experiences, we become more spiritual and closer to God. However, we are never left on our own to go through life's traumas, we have our friends and guides in spirit who give us support to undergo these tasks. Sometimes it feels as if we are all alone and this is because of guides have to stand back to let us experience pain and suffering, for only by undertaking these challenges we learn and grown strong. They never allow us to suffer so much that we cannot bear it, we have chosen these experiences for ourselves, and so we are responsible for our own spiritual development. They are there to guide and support us in our 'School on earth'. Why is it we never remember what we planned before we came here? Well that is because if we knew what was before us would we want to; I think not!

Often we incarnate in the same soul groups, the soul is neither male nor female, and we choose which sex we will be to experience life and views from that perspective. Sometimes in that soul group, we may be the father of the son who was the father in the last incarnation to experience life from both sides to gain empathy and understanding. We tend to incarnate in groups so that we learn from one another, and the power of this in action is that we are often drawn to particular people in our lives here. We are often drawn to these souls, on meeting these people we instantly feel a bond, not necessarily of physical attraction, but we feel some sort of unseen force bond at work, for we had planned this meeting before we came here, and we recognise one another on a subconscious level. Remember though it is up to us whether we choose whether to go through the experience, but generally if we delay the process, we will often have to relive these experiences at a later date or another life, for we know instinctively what is best for us. We choose to do this because we have a common goal we wish to grow closer to God and the Universe.

Spiritual love is the purest love of all, it has no conditions, it does not judge, it has no limits and never ends. It conquers all that is evil and bad in this world and removes all pain. Our common goal is to grow in spirit, and our loved ones in spirit are always there supporting and sending us their love. Mediumship is a gift bestowed upon us to help mankind in order that we can feel the touch of spirit from beyond, to support and teach us and keep us on our chosen path, our path to God. MPB

REMOTE VIEWING

Remote viewing is the term given where someone uses extra-sensory perception to view a place or articles that cannot be seen, either because it is hidden or some distance away.

The term was conned by parapsychologists Russell Targ and Harold Puthoff in 1974.

Certainly, research was carried out from the Second World War up until the 1970's both by the US, Russian and Chinese Governments at this time to a view of using it as a means of spying.

There is certainly much documentation on the subject, early research conducted by the Stanford Research Institute in 1972 led to funding of a $50,000 CIA sponsored product.

DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR 'AN INTRODUCTION'

DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR

Those tender sweet beginnings
I called you sweet
You said you no I'm not
And god I thought you were so hot
I couldn't wait for that next mail
With building excitement and trepidation
Through this sweet trance I'd sail
We had the silly stupid fights
We'd say the stupidest of things
And then we'd make up all the night
What a sweet rollercoaster
Up and down and all over
Full of passion and crazed raw emotions
Of wanting and needing
God what a commotion
And then one day
You had to say
Words I wasn't familiar with
Not for me I thought
Suspicion rained I ought
To have seen it coming
You said I'd changed
If I had it was not my doing
You seemed so cold I felt it so
You'd cooled so much I know
And then came the days that became so long
Long lonely nights pouring tears into my favorite song
It no longer is I cant bear to hear
It cuts me up and makes me shed a tear
Of passions hot that burning kind
Of passions where you feel you're loosing your mind
And then I knew there was no more excuses
You always promised you would say
If you felt you couldn't stay
It would have been better had it been that way
But no you had to take it all wrong
So now all I have is that song
No more can I listen it cuts me up inside
All because of your stupid damn pride
To admit we all make mistakes
You got it all wrong you made it a mess
All you had to do was answer a yes
And admit it was a stupid fight
And now I cant bear to have you in sight
Not because I am angry or mad
I am just feeling so low and sad
Of silly misconstrued conversations
You got it all wrong why cant you see
You got all the wrong impression from me
And all because of stupid pride
We're both cut up and hurting inside
Maybe one day you'll see what you've lost
The love of a woman who loved you the most
She loved you enough to let you go
She never could hate you for fucking up so

MPB (c)

In a perfect world where everyone was at the same point in his or her development, there would be no problems, but we live in an imperfect world, where we are all at differing stages and there are good reasons for that. Even if we all began as equal souls, some would fall back and others develop quicker. For those who go on at a faster development need to be presented with more challenging tasks to stretch their abilities, hence spirit have thought of everything, they will present us with those souls, who are either younger or have not figured out yet as to why we are here, they will be our challenges. But you know spirit don’t want us to suffer or make us fail, we all have that ability to progress, we just have to listen to our higher self and this is our link with spirit and keep us strong. In our challenges regards relationships, we will be presented with those types of souls to learn from each other and part of our learning will be to cope with loss, be it love or trust. What is important here is forgiveness, if you are the one who has been hurt by someone, forgive him or her for really they have not yet seen the error of their ways and have much to learn. In time, they will be presented with many situations to help them do so. If it is your failing, look back and learn from it, forgive yourself and become the wiser for it. Holding on to grudges and past hurts does not help anyone and will only harm your own soul. Rest assured "Compensation and retribution for every soul", such is the way of the Universe and Spirit designed to HELP each and everyone one of us to challenge us and make us grow and not designed to harm as long as you have love in your heart and forgiveness in your soul, you will be loved and protected

CHAPTER ONE 'THE BACKGROUND'

Maryann was a senior lecturer who worked at a private college in the centre of a small provincial city. Her job as head of holistic therapies was to teach and develop new courses for the growing interest in complementary therapies. It was a stressful job one that she sort of fell into. A previously employed colleague had warned her what might happen working in this establishment but she had thought she could handle it. In spite of this, she loved the work and she enjoyed meeting the students and found it rewarding.

FEBRUARY 13TH 2006

Maryann was sitting at her computer; she loved tinkling at her little Mac and loved it for it was easy to write up notes. However getting a bit fed up, she switched Yahoo Messenger on to available to see if it would alleviate some of the humdrum.

HIM john_jack01
“Hey”

ME
“Hi, who are you?”

HIM
“John”

ME
“How can I help you?”

Looking back, I was very abrupt and blunt in my response for I had been through this chat up scenario so many times and felt so jaded and I couldn’t be bothered but none the less carried on the conversation.

ME
“And why have you contacted me?”

There was a long pause before John typed.

“Emmm just for a chat, I saw your profile on Yahoo and it said you were a teacher”

ME
“Well yes I suppose I am, a lecturer at a further education college”. “So tell me about yourself”

Poor John, here I was sort of busy, yet a bit bored, half wanting to escape the workload and half not wanting to be bothered with silly chat up lines.

HIM
“Well I am a Math Teacher in San Francisco US”

ME
“Well what age are you?” “What kinds of interests have you?” “What kind of music do you like?” “What kind of food do you like?” “Describe yourself to me, your height, build etc”.

Looking back it fills me with smiles, I must have interrogated him and at the time, I really was not bothered if he messaged me again. I barely told him anything about me as far as I was concerned this was a one-way conversation on my terms. I was determined to keep myself to myself and not be taken in and duped. I must have asked him around 50 questions all about himself and barely giving him time to respond before I launched the next onslaught.

ME
“Well I have to go, it’s lunchtime and I’m busy”, I said abruptly. “Bye!”

HIM
“Can we chat again?”

ME
“Perhaps, bye”

HIM
“Bye then”

Thinking no more about him, I logged off messenger, had lunch, and returned to my Mac to get on with some work. This was supposed to be my day off, but I did not mind I took pleasure in what I achieved and had made many friends amongst the students. I know you shouldn’t have favourites and I tried to treat each equally, but there had been one who had intrigued me.

To be honest in the beginning she was disruptive, a loud mouth and a stirrer and if there was any disruption in my class, she would have been at the centre of it. However, I felt I had to help her. Annie as she was named, although she could be a right pain in the ass made me laugh, she brought out my wicked sense of humour but she was hopeless as a student. She was not terribly bright but she had a way with people, getting them to talk about themselves and that was a good quality to have as a therapist. Boy was she dumb though, she was totally hopeless at theory and as I got to know her, she talked about her family and her mother often popped in as a model for her treatments. As I got to know them both I knew her mother wanted her to pass this course so I decided to take her under my wing and tutor her through the course. This was the beginning of my friendship with Annie.

The most of the students knew I specialised in complementary therapies and quite a few knew I was also a Medium/Psychic and this fascinated the majority of them. I tried to answer them as tactfully as I could. I was aware I could frighten a few of them so had to be careful and would avoid talking about this subject. As I had introduced Aromatherapy and Reflexology into the curriculum, I had to touch on the Auric field to explain about the meaning of holistic and how some complementary therapies worked in this way, working on the spirit.

I also ran an evening class in Psychic development at a well known psychic college in town and always had to depart sharp after my aromatherapy class to be prepared for this class as a result students found out this class and a few wished to attend.

Annie was a total unbeliever of Spiritual matters and would goad and tease me about this psychic side of me; she could be disruptive in class at times because of this. Until one Tuesday afternoon in manicure class, she was being particularly obnoxious with her goading. I had always felt that there was something about Annie and it was to be this day I would discover why.

She was calling out, “Prove it, prove it Ms Smith!”

When she was sitting alone and reasonably quiet I sat down beside her and launched into survival evidence. Something I did not like doing unless I was invited to do so. I had just had enough of her goading and was loosing patience with her general behaviour. I gave her evidence of her grandmother’s passing, her deceased aunt and details about her family and father, giving out dates, times, places and names. She was stunned and very shocked into silence for a moment burst into torrents of tears and then rushed to the students’ rest room.
I gave her time to calm down then I sent a student to find her and bring her back into the classroom, from that day, forth she was a believer and it forged our friendship.

13TH FEBRUARY EVENING

Well I finished of the notes I had been preparing for the students course work had dinner watched TV for a bit and then opened my Mac to check over the notes, that everything was in order. I also logged into Messenger as I communicated with my students from time to time. I gave out my IM and email address, so if they needed help and if I was around, I would. Not many took up the offer but Annie was one of the few and she did make me laugh so much. I was not expecting him! John_jack01 to message me again. I had been polite to the point of rudeness.

HIM
“Hey again”

ME
“Oh hi”. “How are you?”

HIM
“I’m doing great!” “How about you?”

ME
“Oh I’m fine thanks”

Moreover, I cannot remember the conversation word for word but we did chat more and before I knew it, the time just flew. We seemed to just click and an hour had passed John asked if he could add me to his list, so I agreed, but I didn’t add him to mine straight away being still a bit sceptical but at the same time fascinated.

I didn’t tell John too much about myself at this point preferring to interrogate him and at some point as the relationship deepened John did admit I had almost put him off by my fifty questions. When I asked why it had not put him off he told me there was something about my eyes in my profile picture.

Later on that first day after I had chatted to him the second time, I checked out his Yahoo Messenger profile, it stated his age was 48 but it was a younger looking photo and my immediate thoughts were he must take good care of himself. Then I noticed his email address, Yahoo.co.uk. Immediately I felt my hackles rise,

“Another chat up liar!” I told myself.

I mentioned the chat to Annie next day and I mentioned I had been taken in by him that I had really liked him but I couldn’t understand why if he really was in the US, why was he using a UK email address?

TUESDAY 14TH FEBRUARY

Today was Valentine’s Day, I was a bit sad but at the same time, it was Tuesday my favourite day at work, Aromatherapy and I loved teaching this subject. I was passionate about it. It was a busy day though for I taught Psychic development that day in the evening too. Annie was becoming so curious about my class.

“So well why don’t you come along?” I asked.

“Oh can I?” Annie exclaimed

She seemed excited like any new convert. I smiled to myself, for me it was just ordinary and part of normal life.

“The class starts at 7.30pm, I will see you then,” I told Annie.

Since Annie was new to all, of this, I decided to sit her in the centre of my circle of students and each was to use their psychic abilities to tune into her aura. All Annie had to do was just sit there. Annie had also told me she was starting to get premonitions, some were just mundane ordinary things but some were quite frightening to her. I reassured her saying she had a choice, she could learn to master this ability by coming to the classes, where by she could develop the ability to be able to switch her power on and off. On the other hand she could choose not to think about psychic things, and have nothing to do with it what so ever. The choice was hers.

That night my psychic development students were quite excited at having someone new on which to practise. They were a band I had been working with for some months, they had previously attended other classes elsewhere and had not been too enamoured by them. They were however coming along very nicely with my fun teaching methods. I always had believed that learning should be fun and that you learn and take in so much more information whilst having fun.

Annie had enjoyed the evening, she was impressed by what my psychic development students had told her and how fast the class had gone, she just did not want to go home. When I asked her if she had decided what she wanted to do, she jumped at the chance to come again. Therefore, it was settled I had a new student in my psychic development class.

Next day I met an excited Annie at the college.

“You will never guess what happened!” she explained excitably. “I met this most amazing woman, she told me all about you, she knew your name, what you looked like everything”.

“Who was she? Did she say how she knew me?” I retorted very puzzled.

Annie went on to explain whilst she had been at the train station waiting for her train home and she had phoned a friend to tell her how much she had enjoyed my class. Unbeknown to her a middle-aged woman who was sitting on the same bench overheard the conversation. When Annie hung up, she apologised for overhearing but she had heard Annie mention the college and she had been there that evening. The woman then handed over her business card and introduced herself to Annie.

“My name is Meg Watson, but this is my professional name”, she explained. “This is my professional name on the card”.

The business card was brightly coloured with a sun and moon on a dark background, it had the name “Emperoress of the sun” “Mystic and Clairvoyant”.

She then went on to explain that she knew the college and told Annie that, you will go on to help Maryann in lots of ways. Annie was amazed she knew who I was and not only that but went on to tell her lots of things about me, described my appearance and character and told Annie things about me that Annie did not know but that I could confirm. She told Annie too that I would help her in lots of ways. The two of them continued to chat until Annie alighted from the train at her station. It had been a chance but amazing meeting.

“Can you tell me as much as you remember”, I quizzed Annie. “How could she know me? This is so strange”.

Then again, it was not really that strange in the life of a Medium.

My friendship with Annie grew after that and with encouragement, I could see with help I could help fulfil her dream to become a therapist. I had given her extra help to pass her beauty module but the anatomy and physiology module was going to be tough and she was not really a theoretically minded student. Annie had also planned to do the Aromatherapy course I was teaching, this was very intense and had she knuckled down she might have just scraped by but this was not to be. Although Annie could be fun, she was hard work and a certain amount of mathematical calculation is necessary for safety and she just could not master this at all.

Later on that evening of the 14th I had logged on to check my emails after I returned home from my psychic development class. I signed into messenger to check off lines and noticed one from ‘john_jack01’ saying hello, so I returned the greeting and he replied, we had a short but pleasant chat. He also explained he was new to Yahoo Messenger and that a friend who was now in England had created an account for him and the age 48 was a joke, he was really 38. It seemed feasible to I added him to my list of contacts. At the end of the chat, he left a little emoticon of a rose as he had done the previous time. This was to become his sort of signature. I was much taken with John and I could not explain to myself why. I just knew there was something so intriguing and attractive about him, a few chats, one little photo, but I felt drawn and pulled towards him for reasons I could not explain.

FROM DIARY OF A LOVE AFFAIR PUBLISHED PARKBENCH PUBLICATIONS JULY 2009