Friday, 9 March 2012
Internal Zodiac and Readings of Light and Love
Saturday, 12 November 2011
11.11.2011. A New World and 12.12.2012
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Angels of the Zodiac
Friday, 16 September 2011
An Angel for the Lost Welsh Miners
Tuesday, 30 August 2011
A Popcorn Revenge or The Crazy Musings of a Psychic
I see angels, I paint angels and abstract art.
I see past lives, I see old causes of current injuries. As a scientist I have tried to make sense of alternative therapies the world over. I rarely see the future. So why now? Why do I feel uneasy at this time of year? Why did I suggest to a friend that this might not be the best time to go away for a holiday?
I have to assume that my over active imagination, mentioned as always in my school reports, is once more in action. For the reality of the visions in my mind would be truly insane.
For weeks now a story has been slowly unravelling, a story so horrific that I pray that it is just musings of the late summer, although I cannot blame the heat. The story I see is certainly possible but is there such a person who would set it in motion? I see a terrorist reprisal in the USA, 10 years after 9/11, and in retribution of the death of Bin Laden. I see 2 men meeting in a central park both with back packs. As they come together there is a fusion and a white light and as they die they hear the sounds of breaking glass and screams of people and feel satisfied.
Is there anyone so heartless to do this, to release an atomic bomb? We have already seen the results in horrifying detail and the civilised world knows there is no place for such a weapon. As I write this Einstein, with his mad scientist hair, stands in my kitchen and I feel his despair and sense of inevitability.
Where? Some city in the eastern USA, possibly New York. When? Some time in the next 2 weeks. Hardly useful information and no one in authority would take any notice of such an ideas. It would be seen as fanciful as indeed I believe it is, just exposing a vulnerability in myself.
If this innocent popcorn kernel is going to explode in the fire then I thank God that Ronald Reagan is not in control for I am old enough to remember his time. His knee jerk response to appease the right wing would send the world reeling down into the abyss of a nuclear Armageddon.
There are certain times when a person truly moves away from the ordinary and takes a monumental stand to become a world leader. If my scenario is true, and I fervently pray it is not, then Barack Obama’s time has truly arrived. It will be his responsibility to guide the world away from a nuclear response and into a future of greater peace and stability across the world. He can stop the popcorn exploding outwards in all directions turning the world as we know it upside down.
The angel Carlia is one of many angels I have created. She is present to help remove such incredible hatred in the minds of people that they would attempt to destroy the whole human race just to score a point. Such an extreme response is always controlled by reality but inside the sanctity of the soul such thoughts can ferment but thankfully never erupt.
For Obama’s angel see an earlier blog in march 2009
for more info on the angels see www.angelsrus.co.uk
Sunday, 24 July 2011
An Angel for Amy Winehouse
I liked Amy. I liked her quirkiness, her individuality, her beehive and of course her amazing voice.
Like so many others I read of her problems, saw the photos of her ‘high and out of it’ at concerts and of course the photos of the so public brawls
I was always touched by her vulnerability, of a tender soul unused to the ways of the world. I felt it was always possible to pick her up and put her back onto the very rickety rope bridge she had chosen to walk across. We all choose our own paths but at times the choices are burdened by a past which we cannot forget.
Last night I dreamt of Amy as a young female teacher on the Island of Okinawa as the Americans and the Japanese fought over it in the Second World War. One day her little school house got caught up in the fire from planes. I don’t know which side they were on, and it doesn’t really matter which. As the young teacher tried to calm the children and tried to get them to hide under the rustic tables some of them panicked. The children screamed and ran in all directions as she tried to pull them back to the relative safety of the building. She saw one young boy blown up in front of her just before she too was killed by a blast.
These memories from the past especially with terror involved still lurk under the surface and disturb our equilibrium. They affected the balance of her mind in this life as she felt both let down and guilty as she could not protect the children. These memories cannot be reached but drugs or alcohol numb the mind and make the lurking images recede for a while. Drugs themselves though can disturb the consciousness and affect how deep the memories are held and so the use of drugs becomes self defeating. They help to temporarily hide the disturbing dreams or memories yet often bring them closer to the surface and so an addiction begins as the person searches for an elusive inner calm.
I don’t know how she died but I feel it was a problem with her heart both from the years of drug abuse and the memories floating around inside her from the life in the Pacific, not to mention years of heartache in this life as well.
Rest in peace Amy and allow the wonderful strong blues of this angel to calm the terror inside. Allow her to heal the memories of this past life, not to remove the memories because they are a part of you and what make you unique but to remove the pains from the terror inside which haunted you in life. Allow her blue energies to give you the courage to move on into your future.
For more info on the angels please see www.angelsrus.co.uk
Sunday, 17 July 2011
Angel for corruption and The News of The World Scandal
Hi
It’s a wet Sunday morning in Somerset.
I am so very glad our Healing Show was last weekend and not this one. 3 days in a wet marquee is not my idea of fun. At the show some of the World Peace Angels shone down around my stand. These are the latest, and possibly the last, of the angels which I have painted. I had surrounded their images with beautiful soft white feathers in a boa.
These incredibly powerful angels are present to heal great hurts around the world.
As I sit in my kitchen I can hear once more the ramifications about the phone hacking scandal and the ‘News of The World’. The discussion has spread out to corruption in general and how corrupt our country is. One particular angel just jumped into my mind. This angel is present to help heal the hurts from excessive greed and corruption. She can help the victims of the scandal to feel easier and more importantly she can make the perpetrators face up to their actions. They all used excessive power for their own ends, not for the greater good of the country or for individuals. These individuals had so much power at their fingertips to do good, to inspire and to bring others to account, yet still felt compelled to misuse their position.
As the energies and spiritual light increase across the world then it becomes more difficult to hide away the deeds we do not like. The hiding places in the dark corners of the soul are disappearing into the pool of universal light and love.
These World Peace Angels have appeared to connect us with the wider universe, a sense of morality and a reminder that at some time our actions will come into the open, not necessarily in a karmic way for punishment, but just that the truth will out.
How we respond to these truths show the greatness within the human soul or its smallness as fear rules and we try to evade these truths at all costs.The choice is always ours.