Well! Here it is; my first video blog in nearly three years. They are back by popular demand! Hope you enjoy it and do let me know what you think. I always appreciate feedback! Thanks.
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What’s Happening?
Today I was at DB Studios in Stroud, Glos remastering my CD Healing With The Angels. Because I have now started a job it will be my final project for this year. Up to now Healing With The Angels has only been available directly from me; the original was also recorded at DB Studios, but I have always burnt copies from the master, and done all the packaging myself. This project, however, is particularly exciting for me because I have added a musical backing track, which I played myself on synthesiser, and the finished product will be professionally packaged and available for purchase on Amazon. I expect the manufacturing and proofing process to take 6-8 weeks, so I am looking at a mid-August release.
The original recording, edit and mix back in 2009 and today’s remastering, including the laying down of the backing track, was all engineered by the amazingly skillful Chris Panton. Cheers Chris! You’re a star!
Check out DB Studios http://www.dbstudios.co.uk/
Death Is Simply The Doorway To Another Reality #2
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Here is another beautiful extract from the wonderful piece, Gitanjali, from the equally wonderful Rabindranath Tagore. Hope you enjoy it!
I was not aware of the moment when I first crossed the threshold of this life. What was the power that made me open out into this vast mystery like a bud in the forest at midnight? When in the morning I looked upon the light I felt in a moment that I was no stranger in this world, that the inscrutable without name and form had taken me in its arms in the form of my own mother. Even so, in death the same unknown will appear as ever known to me, and because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well – Rabindranath Tagore
Death Is Simply The Doorway To Another Reality
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I came across this truly beautiful piece by one of my favourite men of the moment, the wonderful Rabindranath Tagore. It’s a section from one of Tagore’s most famous works, Gitanjali. I hope it inspires you in the same way it inspired me.
I know that the day will come when my sight of this earth shall be lost, and life will take its leave in silence, drawing the last curtain over my eyes. Yet stars will watch at night, and morning rise as before, and hours heave like sea waves casting up pleasures and pains. When I think of this end of my moments, the barrier of the moments breaks and I see by the light of death thy world with its careless treasures – Rabindranath Tagore
Spirituality vs Religion
Whilst it is perfectly feasible that a religious person is able to display certain spiritual characteristics, and would also undertake some kind of spiritual practice, one who is spiritually awake has no need for a fear-based belief system. Hence, for the one who has awakened, no religion is necessary.
Cultural Cocktails With Author Janice Ross
This Saturday, June 7, I will be appearing as a guest of the wonderful Author Janice Ross, on her Blogtalk Radio show, Cultural Cocktails. You can tune in live at 08:00 EST (1:00 pm UK time) or you can tune in at your convenience by clicking on the link below anytime after the event. Remember though, that the advantage of tuning in live is that you will be able to phone in and chat to us, if you wish, and you can do this via Skype free of charge.
We will be discussing my latest book, Universal Law: An Idiot’s Guide plus loads of other “stuff”. Hope you will join us this Saturday for Cultural Cocktails!
http://www.blogtalkradio.com/culturalcocktails/2014/06/07/saturday-cocktails-w-richard-f-holmes
It’s What Being An Author Is All About
I’ve been back from my working trip to West Wales for just over a week now and thought it was about time I checked in. Ah.. the trip; well, it started off quite spectacularly; during the early hours of my first night there I had two (yes, two) out-of-body experiences AND a visitation from Swami, Sri Sathya Sai Baba. It was quite unexpected to embark on astral adventures, especially during the first night, but they were not the kind of adventures that I felt necessary to write about. The second one in particular was a little strange to say the least, but neither held any significance for me, hence I decided to confine them to the annals of time. However, it was lovely of Swami to pop by.
I’ve got an article brewing in my mind for publication in the near future, but what I want to particularly share today is, for me anyway, what really makes being an author worthwhile.
Being an author can be a frustrating old life, but somehow, we simply keep going; even if we do take the odd sabbatical here and there. The other day however I got a real boost. A lady thousands of miles away in America contacted me and told me my books have put her son back on the right pathway. She said that he was going in the wrong direction until he read my work. She went on to say that I am an inspiration to them both. Then, later the same day I received an email from a man much closer to home, although I have never met him, who told me he had acquired some of my books via his mother and that they had helped him greatly. He asked permission for a poem that is in one of my older pieces of work to be copied and read at a friend’s funeral. I was more than happy to allow this (I’m sure most people wouldn’t have bothered to ask!)
It just goes to show, that sometimes we question ourselves and wonder if we are doing the right thing; and all of a sudden we get confirmation that we are! It is a really great feeling to know that I can make a positive difference, through my work, in other people’s lives; and little things, like those two messages, really are what being an author is all about.
By the way. The photo is of the harbour at Aberaeron; I took this pic on a previous trip a couple of years back.
Be My Baby!
On the morning of 12 May 2014 I awoke having found myself out-of-body whilst having a “not so nice” dream. I tend not to have nightmares these days, but sometimes I do have dreams where “weird stuff” is going on. The curious thing here was that I was definitely out of my body, but I was still dreaming. A part of my consciousness was not very happy with being in astral form whilst still having a weird dream and I immediately returned to my body. I then found myself in a situation where I was wide awake and disappointed that I’d let the experience pass me by. Bearing in mind what happened during my last escapade (see previous article The Journey Continues – Part Two) I decided to send out my thoughts and asked to be taken off somewhere “nice”.
Almost immediately I felt myself being lifted from my body and I felt myself moving through the ether at speed whilst being carried by an unknown companion. I reached around and held the soul’s hand; half expecting it to be my dear friend from the last journey, however, it was not to be. The hand felt very small, like that of a youngster. As usual we had some telepathic communication, but I cannot remember what pleasantries were exchanged! What happened next was very brief, but like most of my astral adventures these days, turned out to be another uniquely different experience.
We arrived in a very small room, where to my amazement, I found a BABY; would you believe? I would actually describe it as a toddler, and it was engaging in what most toddlers are very good at; namely, having a good old toddle. I don’t remember seeing any doors or windows; but they are not necessary on the astral planes as you just pass through whatever is in front of you. The toddler seemed quite happy and content as it toddled around and I felt quite excited having been taken to meet an astral baby. However, my expectations soon turned flat when I found myself almost immediately back in my body.
As ever, I’m just glad of the experience, and the timing couldn’t have been better, because that little jaunt has given me a reason for a final blog post before I set off on my working trip to Wales. I leave on 16 May and come back on 26 May. Hopefully my little trip will give me something to write about!
See you soon!
The Journey Continues – Part Two
Here is the account of my out-of-body experience that occurred about a week after the one I wrote about in Part One of “The Journey Continues”. Just in case you did not read my previous post, here is the link; so you can read it before carrying on with this article. https://richardfholmes.org/2014/04/29/the-journey-continues/
As usual I awoke in the middle of the night and lay in bed, fully aware but with my eyes closed. I wondered what would happen if I actually requested an out-of-body experience. I’d often pestered my friends in spirit when it seemed I was having to wait ages for my next astral adventure, but I had never actually asked for one whilst laying in bed. To my utmost joy, it was not long before I felt the familiar presence of spirit around me, and before I could blink, I found myself being lifted from my body and carried off into the ether. What followed was a fairly short astral experience, but a very significant one nonetheless. Although I did not actually see who my companion was on this occasion, the energy, plus my intuition, led me to believe that it was the same female soul from the previous week. However, I have no way of knowing if it actually was.
As we travelled at speed, I asked telepathically to be taken somewhere exciting. I also touched my companion’s hand and tried to kiss it, but when my lips met the hand they just passed straight through. I learned something from this, specifically; even though I have known for some time that all energy (spirit) is solid in its own realm of existence, individual intelligences have the ability to be fluid or solid at will. This is one of the many, many things that have been taught to me since my adventures began back in 1999.
In a short space of time we arrived at a very small cinema; there was a few people milling around and a few people seated. It was rather strange as far as cinemas go, because the screen was the portable type that people used to play their home movies on. This truly was something new for me, being taken to an astral cinema. But in no time at all we were off and I was back in my bed but not in my body. What happened next was also a first, and quite incredible experience.
My companion lay with me for a while before departing. She lay behind me and continued to hold me as she lay with me. I still could not see who it was, but this wonderful soul felt very soft, and even though I can only describe the whole experience as very loving, it was not sexual in any way. It was simply the coming together of two souls who have obviously known each other for eons.
I don’t know what film was showing and there was no popcorn; but hey! I’m not complaining!
The Journey Continues
Having not had any significant out-of-body experiences of note since August 2013, I was beginning to wonder when the next one would come along. Then just like London buses, having waited for what seemed like an age for one, two came along in quick succession. Both were quite incredible in their own unique way because they followed the trend of all my significant astral adventures of the past few years, in that they seemed to go that extra bit further in teaching me something new.
At the time of writing it is almost two weeks since the first one. I remember waking up in the night, and as I lay in bed, my third eye became active. I could see what appeared to be a very posh rest room (Yes, that’s what it looked like on the surface, but I don’t think it was) tiled throughout with very pale green tiles. I was laying there looking at this scene playing out within my brow chakra, when I got that familiar feeling I get before an out-of-body experience. I left my body but appeared to return straight away. Then I was off again.
I could feel myself being carried as usual, and as I was enjoying the journey something happened that I had not experienced before. As if I was responding to subconscious commands, I reached around and held my companion’s hand and also turned around to see that I was being carried by a lovely female soul. I have done similar things before but only from conscious thought; this was completely new to me. Her hand felt very soft and smooth.
I remember conversing with her via our thoughts but I cannot remember what was being said. As the journey continued I was aware that we had arrived at a destination and there was the sensation of appearing to be travelling along on what I can only describe as a conveyor belt. As we moved along there was small blue hand towels hanging at intervals on rails on the right hand side, along with small wooden cabinets with drawers; there was no symmetry whatsoever and the whole space seemed cramped but surprisingly comfy. Then we left the conveyor belt and arrived in a corridor.
We were walking one way in among a line of other souls, and there was also a line of souls walking past us in the opposite direction. Again, it all seemed very cramped but comfortable; there was hardly any room at all separating the two lines of souls, but the whole process was very smooth and hassle-free. It seemed like we had arrived in a kind of factory and there was a man in a white coat who seemed to be a supervisor; I ascertained that his name was Merv. My intuition told me that the line I was in was going for a break, and the line walking in the opposite direction were returning from a break. I then asked, what in hindsight, was quite a stupid question. The lady was still walking with me and I asked her if it was true that time doesn’t really exist. I know that time most certainly does not really exist, but my curiosity prompted me to wonder if there was some kind of astral system of time measurement, in the same way that we have seconds, minutes, hours and days etc here on Earth. The lady replied, “it’s ten to one”, which I thought to be a very strange reply. I’m sure there is a deeper meaning in this for me to work out, but the penny hasn’t dropped yet.
We then started to descend down some rather steep stone steps; the stone was very slate-like. We reached the bottom, and just as I was really starting to enjoy myself and really get into the adventure I was back in my body.
Watch this space for the next installment.
Author - Richard F Holmes 