Past Lives
Lives remembered: Crystal Pyramid in Ancient Egypt
As a young girl of about 6-7 years, I climbed with a man to an aperture high on a pyramid where we looked out across the land. It was warm and pleasant, early in the evening when the work of the day is done and everyone is looking forward to the meal of the evening. Family groups were gathering outside their homes.
With great love this man explained to me the important of knowledge and how it might help to keep the people and land we love well and healthy. He placed a small, crystal pyramid in my left hand and my hand became warm.
What a wonderful event the Mind, Body, Soul event in Alexandra Palace is this weekend. I spent a wonderful day on Friday with a couple of friends sampling the delights of the event. There are so many things to try and sample with lots of free lectures and experiences. I rate this event highly and it is very reasonably priced. So if you are looking for something to do this weekend give it a go.
Irene Gloux on stand 165 – Spirit Artist
I was reminded this week of how this view is held much more broadly that perhaps we think. I had a consultation with a hospital specialist this week. He asked me what my job was and when I explained we had an interesting conversation about our links to the universe and the ability of mediums to provide life guidance messages. When people are seriously ill, he confirmed that doctors and nurses saw and heard the unexplainable with their patients. He asked me to demonstrate my skills with messages for him. Here was a man of science but he acknowledged their relevance to him and my ability to bring them to him.
Toxic managers can be challenging and also detrimental to your calmness and well-being. I know this from first hand experience. I was a senior executive successfully delivering a business change programme but I had the meanest manager I had ever experienced. He was a short New Yorker who loved to shout and belittle people. He did not respect that I lived in a different time zone from him and would call me late into my evening. Normally a confident person, my self-esteem and confidence hit rock bottom. It was a very unhappy period in my life.
In the UK, the children are returning to school for the start of a new academic year. Parents are busy sorting new uniform and heaving a sigh of relief that they have got through the long summer holiday. I can remember looking forward to the structure the school routine brought back to our lives. Of course my children would probably not have agreed with me.