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About Author Richard F Holmes

I was born in London in 1955 and have lived a very topsy turvey life. I left school at 15 with no qualifications, and had I not left voluntarily, I would have been asked to leave. I always felt that I didn't fit in anywhere, and as a result, by the time I reached the age of 17 I'd had 24 jobs. I joined the army in 1976 hoping that it would give me a purpose in life but instead I became even more disillusioned and turned to alcohol. I hated the army because I found it to be such a hypocritical organisation and as soon as I was eligible to do so, I bought myself out. Whilst in the military however, I did enjoy my experiences in Germany and in 1980 went back there to work, staying for six years. My heavy drinking continued during my time in Germany and by the time I returned to the UK in 1986 I was heading down into a deep depression. I managed to haul myself out of it in the mid-to-late 1990's but my life hit an all time low in 2000. In early 2001 I found my spiritual pathway and started to turn my life around. I now live in Gloucestershire in the UK and I'm a successful medium and healer. I'm also the author of ten spiritual publications and have produced five meditation and three chanting CDs. I'm a workshop facilitator in various spiritual topics and I also give profound interpretations of dreams. There are plans in 2014 for another book, provisionally entitled "An Idiots Guide To Spiritual Law" and a series of audio books in CD form. Connect with me on facebook https://www.facebook.com/authorrichardfholmes

The Diamond


Your soul is like the diamond, which started its journey as carbon, deep within the earth’s mantle, 100 or more miles below the surface. Through billions of years of natural processes, that piece of carbon made its way up through the layers and emerged onto the earth, finding its way into the hands of a skilled artisan. It was then fashioned into the beautiful jewel that it is today.

Your soul, too, emerged out of the wilderness and through many, many lifetimes was fashioned by the artisan of life, the Divine sculptor. Each tap of the hammer and chisel representing a trial or tribulation on the march to Buddhahood.

The only difference being that when you reach, you realise that you were already a shining diamond…but what an adventure it was!

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Two Flames


Consciousness had an idea…and…

Emerging from the timeless and eternal wilderness, two flames ventured forth into time and space. Two souls seeking wonder and amazement. In physicality they separated, and immersed in dualism, trod the arduous path of life. Through eons, they would periodically meet in conscious awareness, dissolving the barriers of space and time, sharing both pleasure and pain, the bitter and the sweet.

“I’m here for you.” They call out in unison across the ether, each aware of the other’s needs.

And on they go, pausing only from time to time, to rest a while in the heart of Divinity.

The Homecoming – A (Very) Short Story


“How is he doing?”

“His breathing has become very shallow but he seems comfortable, oh wait… I think he’s gone.”


“I don’t know what’s happening to me. I thought I could hear distant voices, then the light; so bright yet so comforting… and the tunnel. But I feel so peaceful.”

“I don’t know what’s happened to my bed, it just seems to have disappeared, and I don’t recognise any of these characters, they just seem to be going about their work quietly and efficiently.”


“Welcome home friend, we’ve been expecting you!”

The Sun Speaks


If ever we needed a reminder of our shared nature with mother earth, we need look no further than the sun. She rises in the East (birth) in all her majestic glory and sets in the West (death) in equally glorious majesty. Only to appear once more above the horizon (rebirth). Each spectacular sunrise and sunset symbolises the eternal glory of the light (spirit) and the cyclic nature of life.

As the light of the sun at setting is a precursor to its light at rising, never diminishing, so the light of the spirit shines eternally, ever brightly through each physical birth and rebirth.

Death being the stepping stone from one great adventure to another.

 

Encounter


I was inspired to write this poem after an encounter I had with a homeless man in a bus shelter in Sand Bay, near Weston-super-Mare, on Sunday, June 29th, 2025.

Old homeless man
I tried to help you
Disheveled and smelly
I only wanted to put food in your belly
You shunned my kindness
But it’s all good
I don’t know your soul
I don’t know your story
I see you are troubled
But you conceal your glory
Within the flesh
We are brothers as one
We were both born, and
Will one day both be done
It’s impossible to help everyone
It’s a soul’s right to refuse
So, as you journey forward
May your angels guide you
I wish you well my lost brother

The Sweet Song Of Enlightenment


As the lotus greets the first rays of the morning sun

So does the soul awaken to the sweet song of enlightenment

Like a temple bell calling a monk back to the present moment

The soul remembers its true nature, and

Immediately basks in its glory

The Silent Chamber


In the silent chamber of the heart shall you know the timeless nature of Being…

Nearing The End Of The Day


As the late Spring evening ambles to a close

The birds sing a gentle lullaby to the trees

An equally gentle breeze kisses the green-clad branches

Coaxing one final dance before night closes in

 

As stillness prepares to descend

All is at peace

All is well

It’s Not What It Seems…


I came across a very profound piece of wisdom the other day, from a very unlikely source. I’ve long been an admirer of Keith Richards, AKA “Sir Keef”, guitarist with The Rolling Stones. Mainly for his musicianship and the fact that he is a very interesting character. Anyone who can fall out of a coconut tree at age 62 gets my vote all day long! Now in his 80s, he has become more and more of an interesting interview as he has gotten older.

I’ve long been fascinated by the stories of musicians, where they came from and how they made it etc. Anyway, recently I came across a book called, “what would Keith Richards do?” It’s like a collection of “Keefisms” taken from various interviews over the years. Anyone who is familiar with Sir Keef will know that for some years now, any photo you see of him, pretty much always shows him wearing a skull ring. Now, I don’t know about you, but whenever I see images of skulls, thoughts of pirates and gothic horror etc. spring to mind. But Keef has a different philosophy on what the skull ring represents.

When asked about the ring he said it’s got nothing to do with “bravado and surface bull****.” He said that beauty is skin deep and the skull symbolises that we are all the same underneath. Peel back the skin and flesh from any head, regardless of race, colour and creed and you will see a skull.

Nice one Sir Keef.

Look at me

What do you see?

A skull?

Straight out of a horror story

All gothic and gory

 

But, look again, look beyond your prejudice

I am just like you

Peel away your face flesh and skin, and

You will see that we are kin

Why Are We Blind To Our Own Qualities And Achievements?


I’m acquainted with someone, who in my eyes is a very successful author. Of course, success is only relative, but this writer has reached out to millions of people throughout the world and changed their lives for the better. He shared a story of how he felt (not in an egoistic way) that if he had made such great strides in his spiritual evolution, why was he still getting all the same old negative traits coming to the surface? For example, allowing seemingly trivial things to annoy him and getting angry over what seemed like nothing. He felt that, given where he is today, compared to the pits from whence he had dragged himself up from, and considering his work, why was he not now the equivalent of a Buddha or a Lau Tzu?

He said that he was relating this story to a friend of his as he had allowed the situation to drag him down. As stated, he didn’t think like this because of his ego, it was because he’d had a particularly difficult time throughout large slices of his life and couldn’t understand why he was still struggling given how far he’d come. His friend, a very wise lady, reminded him that if he was off around the world being a Buddha or Lao Tzu, he wouldn’t have been doing his current work and touching the hearts of millions. We all have our own unique purpose for being here on earth and we also tend to have that rather annoying habit of comparing ourselves to others and feeling inadequate; even the best of us.

It just goes to show, that quite often it’s the people around us who see our qualities and achievements. We seem to be blind to the wonderful, positive things that make up our character and it’s left to others to remind us.