The last 12 months have been challenging to put it mildly. However they have also been a revelation.
Today I’m recovering from a pretty severe cold. Yesterday morning (Tuesday 27th) my energy levels were the lowest I can ever recall. I struggled to speak, had no interest in food and could hardly move. However despite my low energy levels I now feel a lot better.
Typical bloke you may say, attempting to get sympathy for his plight. Not this time. We all have colds/are ill from time to time. Mine is no worse than yours. Things catch up with us though and I’m convinced when we are in a depleted state it’s often the time when significant changes occur. I don’t think it’s coincidence that my phone has now packed up. Nor is it coincidence a couple of other projects have changed markedly.
Do you ever lose faith? For the second time in my life at the weekend I completely lost faith in the afterlife. The first time was when my late wife Anne appeared to have given up her fight for life (with hindsight she was preparing for the next one). I know a number of mediums/psychics who rage against God or spirit when the shit really hits the fan. Perhaps I can sum this up by saying I know there is a God, but sometimes I don’t believe it.
Ironically the thing that gets in the way of connecting to spirit, my logical mind, has come to my aid. It is impossible for me to believe that this world, humanity and all sentient beings, and therefore the universe are accidents or just a series of random events. There has to be an intelligence pulling all this together. Another way I attempt to rationalise it is that if the forces of darkness were allowed free rein they would have succeeded years ago and the whole damn thing would collapse in on itself.
So yes there has to be a rather sophisticated intelligence beyond what any of us can imagine.
I’ve often heard people talk about surrendering to God, letting “him” take over their lives. Closely related to this is the idea of “if you want to make God laugh tell him your plans”. In other words things happen to us that we can’t predict; things come out of our subconscious that we never knew existed.
I’m reading an interesting book which I will not recommend because the density of the language is off the scale. The book refers to the metaphor of the sea. When a ship floats on the sea waves are created, and if measuring equipment were sophisticated enough it could be proven they would no doubt travel around the world. Many ships float on the sea. There are many waves and each has an impact on all other waves. I hope this metaphor is obvious, but should it not be what it means is that everything affects everything else. In sparing you an examination of quantum mechanics to me it is impossible to deny everything is connected to everything else. And the existence of another world (spirit) outside the normal frequency range of the five senses is hardly a surprise.
Again it seems we’ve been here before in this blog, so what’s new?
What’s new I suppose is that sometimes things just don’t work, our frustrations can become unmanageable, and even the fittest amongst us can become ill. Shock horror! My altered state is a rather fascinating one which is changing literally as I write. Despite feeling exhausted, snotty and uncomfortable part of me is intrigued by where I’m at the moment.
Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible.
Love, Jack Stewart. September 28th 2016.
PS I forgot to mention power of the healing I have had from my soulmate Vanessa. I have no right to recover so quickly!