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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

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I remember when I first started to develop spiritually.  I was still in quite a dark place and didn’t have the understanding that I have now.  It was whilst I was off work with an acute stress related illness that I started doing my own version of meditation; and looking back, I suppose it was right for me at the time.  I had been going to a local spiritualist church in Swindon, where I was living at the time, on and off for a number of years, but unfortunately, I only ever felt despair and frustration with this church and the religion it represented.  My period of illness actually turned out to be a time of great reflection and “seed planting”; the fruits of which I am now benefiting from.  Now before I go any further I should just explain that this article DOES have a meaning and purpose, and I’m sharing my experiences so that others may also learn from them.

As humans we always want the spectacular; if it ain’t got knobs on we don’t want it.  Unfortunately, the same can be said for the spiritual pathway in the early stages of development.  I remember that I used to go to the “open circle” up at the church.  We would do meditation guided by the circle leader, and I could never do it.  Whilst others seemed to have weird and wonderful experiences seeing all kinds of amazing things, I just drew a blank.  I think I may even have invented the odd “experience” or two just so as not to feel left out.  But, as I have said, I didn’t have the understanding that I have now so I remained frustrated in my ignorance; because I wasn’t seeing crystal caves and Native American Indians I believed I couldn’t do it.  What I didn’t realise was that these establishments are always rife with “barrack room mediums” people who have never quite made it as mediums and like to be a big fish in a small sea.  So I would listen to these people relating all their “incredible” experiences and think that they were something special.  However, I persevered with my own version and also started to read a bit and this proved to be an adequate stepping stone.

When I first started communicating with spirit I would occasionally have a friend round and they would let me experiment.  I remember back in those early days (around the year 2000) I would see the transfiguration of the spirit face onto my friends’ faces and I would also on occasion hear crystal clear telepathic voice communication.  When I eventually met my mentors my awareness just exploded out of nowhere and I developed very quickly.  Indeed, within nine months I stood up for the first time in public to demonstrate mediumship, and within 17 months I was out on my own.  When you experience this kind of thing for the first time, it’s very easy to get carried away with it all.  When you see and hear clearly and vividly you think that you have hit the heights.  But now it’s time to explode the myths and share with you why a lot of people come unstuck.

The reason that things seem so clear and vivid in the early stages is because the energies we are communicating with are on a level of the astral plains where the rate of vibration is not that much higher than it is within the Earth dimension.  Because we ourselves are not that highly developed at this stage it doesn’t take much to forge a link with this particular realm.  Unfortunately, what many learn the hard way is that this level of the astral planes houses many mischievous discarnate souls who like to play tricks on us incarnate souls.  They also attach themselves to the auras of unsuspecting incarnate humans and cause all sorts of problems.  It is very easy to fall into this trap because you are very obviously communicating with spirit, there is no doubt about this whatsoever.  But there are many misguided would-be mediums and psychics out there who believe that, just because you get a communication from the astral planes, it is gospel and set in stone; the reality is that nothing could be further from the truth.  This is why it is so important to have good, experienced and disciplined teachers who will impart their wisdom and sense of discipline to you.  I’ve even known mediums to work whilst drinking alcohol; that is an absolute no-no, in fact it’s suicidal; rather like trying to put a fire out with a can of petrol.  All alcohol does is dull your senses, make you lose your discipline and allows mischievous souls to home in on you.  Whilst it’s true to say that at that level you can see fantastic images and hear crystal clear voices, it’s not a place where those who are pure of intention would wish to dwell; which brings me to the crux of this post.

It’s very common for budding mediums to think that they are losing it because their clairvoyant images suddenly don’t seem vivid, if at all they have any.  Also, they may suddenly find that their clairaudience seems to have stopped working.  What this quite often means, in fact, is that the person has grown in spiritual awareness; and I shall use a simple analogy to explain.  Cast your mind back to when you were in the final year of the infants school; you were one of the big kids in the playground.  Then you find yourself in the first year of the juniors; you’ve been promoted, but all of a sudden you are no longer the big kid.  You are scared because you have gone from being big kid to little kid, and it takes a bit of time for you to feel your way around and find your feet.  Well, it’s the same principle with spiritual growth.  As we move to higher levels we leave lower levels behind.  As we are making the transition from one level to another the clairvoyance may well disappear or at least seem unclear.

Some people become firmly fixed at the first stage, unable to let go and move on.  These are the people you encounter who are always trying to force a message onto you, who are always saying they’re seeing incredible things and are in constant communication with their “guides” who also have weird and wonderful names.

In truth mediumship and all things psychic are simply one of many, many facets of the Self.  There is no one on the planet who is not a medium, because we are all, in essence, eternal beings of light, Divine manifestations of God with no limitations except those we impose on ourselves.  From a personal perspective, I am neither a new ager or a spiritualist; I am simply a soul on a mission, a messenger, witness to the Divine play we call life.  I view mediumship in the same way I view making a cup of tea, or tying my shoelaces; it’s just something I do from time to time because it’s a part of who I am.  So in the same way that on occasion I have to make a cup of tea or tie my shoelaces, so do I also have occasion to work as a medium.

Remember, hands that serve are holier than lips that pray.  It matters not what you do, as long as what you do benefits the human race in some way; all work is sacred.  God bless.

Thought For The Day #47

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You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do.

Eleanor Roosevelt

Thought For The Day #46

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Your worth consists in what you are, and not in what you have.

Thomas Edison

Thought For The Day #45

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Death is sweeter than the blindness of ignorance.

Sri Sathya Sai Baba

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Thought For The Day #44

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Try and fail, but don’t fail to try.

Stephen Kraggwa

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Live as if you were to die tomorrow.  Learn as if you were to live forever.

Mahatma Gandhi

Thought For The Day #42

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Remember, if you are criticizing, you are not being grateful. If you are blaming, you are not being grateful. If you are complaining, you are not being grateful. If you are feeling tension, you are not being grateful. If you are rushing, you are not being grateful. If you are in a bad mood, you are not being grateful.

Gratitude can transform your life. Are you allowing minor things to get in the way of your transformation and the life you deserve?
Rhonda Byrne

Guest Writer


This is the first time I have had a non-author as a guest writer on my blog.  However, my latest guest nonetheless has a story to tell.  She requested that I use a pseudonym as she wished to remain anonymous, therefore I will now hand you over to Mary.

A Visit From Rob

In the summer of 2007 my husband passed to Spirit.  We had no children and I have no living relative so his loss really did mean the end of the life I had known. Overnight my companion, best friend, playmate and all the memories of 30 years disappeared and when it became apparent I could not expect any support  from ‘close friends’, I plunged headfirst into a loneliness and despair from which I had little expectation of ever emerging again.  My isolation was absolute.  I received no communication from the outside world for  months on end and as this state of misery  persisted found I had little will or energy to try and change things.  No one ever warns  just how exhausting the process of deep grieving is.

Evenings seemed to get lonelier as time passed. To shorten them I went to bed earlier and earlier.  But I could not sleep and the radio on low volume provided a level of companionable sound in an otherwise silent house. Whilst listening to a radio play one evening I became aware of the weight of a comforting arm around my shoulder and I lay for some while, completely still, scarcely breathing, lest the spell be broken.  But the spell did break and the weight seemed to dissolve and, for once, I slept deeply.

For many days I considered what had happened.  My heart said it was Rob but then I dismissed that idea as a fancy.    I was unsettled. Eventually I got the idea to seek out a reputable medium.  That interview was so comforting and uplifting that I started to attend my local Spiritualist Church regularly in the hope I would get more contact from my husband.

I waited two full years but no contact came. During that time I had got to know a few people at my local church and one evening one of them told me that I was waking on the stroke of 3 a.m each morning and that when this next happened I should rest on my elbows and make quite sure I was fully awake. I would then feel pressure on my leg. He could not say more except, that according to his Spirit Guide, I could expect something special.

On 28 October 2009 I awoke at 3am.  Mindful of what had been said I sat up in bed. I was definitely awake. The room was dark and chilly. I pulled the duvet up around my bare shoulders  and looked again at the time.  Four minutes had passed. I lay still for a bit longer and then felt a gentle pressure on the outside of my right calf.  I was stunned. Not knowing how to react I rolled over towards the centre of the bed and slid my hand under  the other pillows and there to my amazement Rob appeared to be laying beside me but on top of the bedclothes.  He was fully dressed in a sports jacket white shirt and golf club tie, navy trousers and highly polished shoes. He had his eyes shut and he looked beautiful. He had his usual outdoorsy tan but his skin had another quality, which I have no real means to describe to you. His skin had a silky, pearly quality as if subtly lit  from within. The effect of this light reminded me of white under ultra violet light but a gentler effect and not so stark or glaring. All this was clearly visible during the small hours in an unlit room in late October.

We talked but I do not remember seeing his lips move or hearing any sound.  It went thus:-

Me:   What are you doing here ?  Why have you come ?

Rob:  I was sent.

Me:    I am OK.  You don’t need to worry about me.

Rob:   I watched that film Ghost with you the other evening,

Me:   Yes Patrick Swayze died of the same thing as you and they are showing his films.

Rob:  I watched that other one with you too….Dirty something or other. Didn’t like it

Whilst we had this very mundane conversation Rob remained flat on his back whilst I was leaning on my elbow looking at him.  Over his abdomen I could see Bessie, my dog, asleep in her basket. She had not stirred.  I could see the time on the clock radio at the other side of the bed from mine. It was 3.20am. I could see the rest of the room clearly and in detail as if it was the middle of the afternoon.

Then Rob got up from the bed and walked around it towards the window. I made a note of his height against the cupboard door. He seemed to be looking at the curtain pole as if there was something wrong with it. The roller binds were pulled down. They are not blackout blinds  and I observed that it appeared to be as daylight outside which enabled me to see his face and for the first time I saw him with his eyes open as he turned towards me and gave me a very loving smile which was full of support and understanding. Whilst I watched him he simply melted away.

I was now laying on my back having watched Rob walk around the bedroom until he departed.  My clock said just 3.40am. The room had gone back to dark.  I was aware of how smooth my hands felt. Rubbing them together I noticed they made no noise. They felt as if I had used the very best of hand creams.  Then I realised my fingers and parts of my palms had the same light I had seen on Rob’s skin.  It was all very overwhelming emotionally and I chose to sleep and think about it all in the morning.

On waking everything that I remembered seemed like a dream. It was as if the act of sleeping had altered my belief that all this had actually happened. Had I dreamt it all ?  My first instinct was to get up and see what was wrong with the curtain pole and yes there was a mark just where Rob seemed to be looking.  Then I arranged pillows to check the sight line to the dog and the other radio alarm. Yes that all checked out too. And his height against the cupboard door measured correctly.  I needed a long walk to clear my mind.

On return I decided to speak to the medium who had for warned me.  And yes he already knew from his Spirit Guide I had received my night visitor.   I will add that neither before nor since this occurrence have I ever dreamt of Rob.  I am told this is because I would choose to stay with him and not return to live out the rest of my life.   What passes between us during my sleeping hours will never be remembered by me. Over two years after his visit and nearly five years after his passing I have never yet dreamt of him.

Mary

Thought For The Day #41


We always hear about bucket lists. People putting together lists of
things they want to do for themselves before they die. What about lists
of things they want to do for others? Isn’t that what we’ve been taught.
That” service to man is service to God”. It doesn’t have to be material
things we give to those in need. A smile to one who feels invisible to
the rest of the world can say ” Yes I see you, you’re important too”. A
hug for someone who smiles brightly but hides tears behind tired eyes.
Look closely at the old withered hand that worked so hard yet has no
strength to walk in the garden that was so lovingly tendered. Will it
take too much of your time just to hold that hand while saying thank
you? We can give without always expecting something back. That’s what
love is and we are all capable of it – Unknown source, but supplied by my friend V in South Africa

Thought For The Day #40


The journey is the reward – Chinese proverb