God Goes Home


Here is a bit of nostalgia… I realised that I’ve been writing this blog since 2011; where has the time gone? I’m not the best when it comes to IT and social media etc. but I’ve stumbled along to the best of my ability and I find myself where I am today, over 15 years later. I thought it would be a good idea to look back through the archives and retrieve my very first post, and what a poignant post it was. I’ve decided to give it a fresh airing. So my dear friends, for your interest (maybe) here is, once again, my first ever blog post from Sunday 24th April 2011, untampered with, word for word in all its glory.

Laideeeeez an’ gennelmen… I give to you…

God Goes Home:

Easter Sunday 24 April 2011 started off as a normal day.  I was in no hurry to get out of bed, eventually doing so at around 09:20. Whilst having my first cup of tea of the day I went about my morning routine of going online and posting my thought for the day on Facebook and checking other online stuff. I went into one of my email addresses and there was one solitary email, from my friend V in South Africa. It was very short and to the point; it said quite simply “Swami has left”. I was quite numb at first. My beloved Swami, Sri Sathya Sai Baba had left his physical body. There had been signs for some time that Baba was getting ready to go, and in recent weeks it became increasingly apparent that devotees were going to have to accept that this was the case.  It was still hard to believe though; you don’t expect Swami to go, simply because he has always been there.  For a number of hours I cried intermittently; not out of grief, for I know there is no such thing as death, but for the sheer love of Baba and the realisation that he gave so much to us, yet took nothing for himself. His love was, and still is, boundless and I am truly blessed to have been touched by Baba’s love on many, many occasions.

I count my blessings that I received the call to go to Baba’s ashram, Prasanthi Nilayam (abode of the highest peace), on two occasions in the 18 months preceding his physical departure.  It was during my second visit in February 2010 that I got my first hint that “Divine Mother Sai” may be preparing to leave.  I was chatting to an American guy who had an apartment in Puttaparthi, where the ashram is situated. He was saying how Swami’s physical health had been going rapidly downhill and that he had made an unprecedented gesture.  Baba had made an announcement formally inviting devotees from all over the world to attend the ashram during 2010, on a pilgrimage basis.  My friend told me that this had never been done before in all the years that Baba had been resident at Prasanthi (since the 1940’s).  My friend went on to say that he felt Baba was getting ready to leave his body and this was his parting gesture of love to devotees worldwide.  Because of the sheer volume of people the pilgrimage was organised with the utmost precision and only so many countries at a time could attend, for periods of ten days only.  Of course, this only applied to the organised pilgrimages; anyone can go to Prasanthi as long as they receive the inner calling

“not even 20,000 horses can bring you here if you are not called” ~ Baba

At the time I remember thinking that this was not to be taken seriously, and I politely humoured my American friend.  Little did I know how right he was.  Now as I sit here and muse about this strange day it hasn’t quite sunk in that Sri Sathya Sai Baba has left his physical body.  Probably because I’ve had so many inner experiences with Baba…… and a physical body has never been essential to our relationship in the past…. so why should it be now?  He always touched me with his love across time and space; so often my eyes welled up with tears of joy as he enveloped me in his loving light.  On one occasion he even blessed me with an astral experience by lifting me from my physical body and carrying me off into the ether.
I suppose that, at some stage, even God has to go home…..but I don’t expect it to change my relationship with him.
Jai Sai Ram

Spiritual Powers (Siddhis)


Sri Yukteswar Giri, Gurudeva of Paramahansa Yogananda

Several years ago, I posted a blog entitled, “Trance Mediumship – What’s The Point?” I’ve decided to revisit this subject, mainly because like many of you reading this, I find myself evolving so quickly now, that my views also evolve with equal speed.

I haven’t changed my view on this subject, on the contrary, it’s just that my opinion is now more refined, so I thought it would be good to write an updated post covering the same theme. I should also state, that if something exists, in this case spiritual powers, or siddhis, they do so for a reason and everything in this life exists within it’s own context. I myself, worked as a medium for 17 years (not trance mediumship) giving public demonstrations of clairvoyance, mainly in spiritualist churches. But I always felt that something was missing; it all seemed so superficial and I found my soul constantly yearning for the vastness of the ocean, as opposed to the limitations of a puddle.

So, to get to the point, this article is about siddhis in general, not specifically trance mediumship.

I think that the whole business of siddhis can be summed up by what Sri Yukteswar Giri, the guru of Paramahansa Yogananda, had to say on the subject. This isn’t word for word, but the great man used to say that one’s spiritual advancement is not measured by the extent of ones spiritual powers but by the depth of ones connection to the Divine in meditation. He also said something along the lines of, “what’s the point of settling for the trivia of outer powers, when the goal is the source from which they sprang.”

Of course, as I already stated above, everything has its relevance along the bumpy road of life, so it isn’t wrong to pursue spiritual powers. But it can never be anything more than a stop along the way, and the more you dabble, the more stuck in a rut you become. Ramana Maharshi also used to have a similar opinion of siddhis and he never encouraged the pursuit of them. He advised that spiritual powers develop naturally with one who has realised the Self, so why waste your time trying to develop powers when you could be basking in the inner wilderness of bliss?

Happy September everyone…

 

 

Guru


The older I get, the more I understand the teachings of Ramana Maharshi with regard to “The Guru.” The great sage would always meet a devotee exactly where they were on their journey. For those who didn’t understand, he would advocate the guru in the form of a physical being; a teacher. For those who did understand, he would deny that he was anybody’s guru and point them to the one, true guru within; “The Self.”

In simple terms, and in context, a guru can be anyone we cross paths with that we learn from. The obvious examples are parents and teachers at school. But it could also mean people we have difficulties with; even enemies (for want of a better word). As we evolve, those who choose the spiritual pathway may seek out a specific guru. There is also the guru that finds the individual in accordance with the old saying, “when the pupil is ready, the master will come.”

A true guru will reel the pupil in, in order to let them go. A true guru does not require worship. A true guru points the pupil in the direction of themselves in order to seek out the guru within.

When The Guru is realised, the guru disappears.

From The Timeless To The Timeless


Life is an arduous journey from the timeless to the timeless, which takes place within the illusion of time and space. On reaching our destination we realise that actually, there never was a destination; all the while we were chasing what we already had. Some time ago, I heard a great analogy that aptly explains this, and I’m going to share it with you here. For the sake of the analogy, please imagine that you are religious. If you already are; fine, it doesn’t matter.

Imagine that you have seen advertised that your favourite preacher is coming to town, and this preacher is appearing at a church near you. For the sake of the story, we’ll call it the Church of Eternal Light. So, you get your ticket and you turn up at the church looking forward to seeing and hearing the preacher. You’ve seen him before; he really puts a fire in your belly. However, when the audience is all seated in anticipation, there comes the announcement that the preacher has been taken sick and there is a last minute replacement. You’ve paid your money so you stay and listen to the replacement. Unfortunately, you find this guy boring, he doesn’t have the same charisma as your favourite and you end up falling asleep.

You start to dream, and in your dream you have to get to the Church of Eternal Light. You set off on your journey, which takes you up and down mountains, across crocodile infested rivers (I had to add a bit of dramatic effect here). You fall over, you get back up and carry on; you fall over again. And so it goes on, seemingly never ending, until…

At last, you have the Church of Eternal Light in your sights. By this time, you are fit to drop, you are almost on your knees as you reach the door of the church. You open the door and walk in. At that same split second, you wake up and realise it was all a dream. All the while, you were already at the Church of Eternal Light.

And that, ladeeeeeeeeez an’ gennelmen is a simplified description of how we roll here on earth.

Kindness Is The Key To Happiness


There is an old Italian proverb that goes; “At the end of the game the king and the pawn go back in the same box.” The same can be said for us humans. When life comes calling, it doesn’t check to see what your occupation, if any, is, or the size of your bank balance. It doesn’t check to see what culture you were born into or if your shoes are made of leather; it just comes calling. Whether king or beggar, both are open to contracting the same diseases. Therefore, it is a fruitless pastime to crave status and recognition in this life. Imagine the pain and suffering if it doesn’t materialize in the way you wish it?

Just be kind; kindness = Love expressed. There is no greater feeling than having a positive impact in the life of another simply by being kind. Kindness is the key to happiness.

Image by Andy from Pixabay

 

The One True Religion


I’ve come to the conclusion that the only true religion is the personal relationship that we as individuals have with Divinity; whichever way you see Divinity, whether that be simply as Mother Nature or any other form that is right for you. I find it incredulous that organised religion posits an all powerful, all knowing and omnipresent God that is seemingly unable to function outside of the constraints of the particular religion putting forward the theory. Have you noticed that if you have ever engaged in a conversation with a religious person, and you explain to them an experience you had, which was obviously Divine, if it doesn’t fit the narrative of their particular religion, then “it didn’t happen, you must have imagined it.”

Just think, you are sitting in your peaceful place in deep contemplation. You are enfolded in the most beautiful energy; so beautiful that it is beyond description. There is no hierarchy, no petty rules and regulations, no threats of eternal damnation, no bigotry, no judgement, no competition with someone else’s God, no feelings of guilt or inferiority. Just the feeling of being loved beyond words. Yes, to me, in my humble opinion, this is the only true religion.

Kundalini


I am the coiled snake that sits at the base of your spine

You may not be aware of me as you weather life’s storm

I’m waiting patiently…

For you to draw me up the rainbow column

To reach the 1,000 petaled lotus

 

Beyond the lotus lies The Wilderness of Bliss

Where angels sing

And the sun never sets

I will lead you there

 

I will return you to yourself

But, I’m in no rush…

For I sit here in timeless consciousness

Waiting…

 

Just waiting

Image by u_l0ujt0m2qd from Pixabay

 

Death – A Process of Transformation – Synopsis


Well, I’m nearly there with the latest book project. I’m just putting the finishing touches to the interior file, and once uploaded I can commence work on the cover. If all goes well, I should be ordering a proof copy before the end of this month. Here, for your perusal is the synopsis. Also, I’ve posted some pics below that I’m considering for use when I create the cover.

“Generally speaking, an individual’s views surrounding death are shaped by the culture they are born into. Someone born into a religious culture would have views on death that reflect the outlook of that particular religion. Over time, the chances of such a person changing their views would probably depend on the level of fundamentalism within that particular doctrine. Religions that have a God quite often preach the possibility of punishment after death, making it very difficult for followers to change their opinion through fear of retribution.

Equally, people of no religious persuasion, atheists for example, have their own, often staunch views on the subject e.g. “when you’re dead, you’re dead.”

What makes this work compelling is the book’s navigation of a topic that remains largely taboo today. Death – A Process of Transformation looks at death from a completely different angle, specifically, as an important part of life that enables the individual soul to transition to the next stage of its evolution. It is a beautiful and eloquently written work consisting of poems, short stories and the author’s musings. What is particularly refreshing about this book is that Holmes does not try to persuade the reader to adopt his way of thinking, rather, he encourages the reader to have their own opinion on the subject, as opposed to having their views shaped by dogma, which is often fear-based.

Science has proven that everything that exists is comprised of energy that can neither be created nor destroyed. We also know that we humans are comprised of the same “stuff” as nature. We know too, that nature moves in cycles, so why not our species?

Sleep is intermediate between two waking states, so also death is between two successive births. Both are transient – Ramana Maharshi

Death – A Process of Transformation will take the reader, not so much on a journey, but on a life-changing adventure. It is an exquisitely beautiful book that would grace any library, anywhere.”

Image by FalcoZen at Pixabay

Image by FalcoZen at Pixabay

Image by Timisu from Pixabay

Our Wonderful Sun


Our true nature (consciousness) can be likened to our wonderful sun that serves our planet and species so admirably with its generous supply of warmth and light. Like the sun when it is obscured by clouds, our essence, our being is also obscured when we incarnate into flesh. Also, as the sun spins from West to East it creates the illusion of rising and setting (appearing and disappearing), when in reality all that has happened is that it has simply moved in and out of the earth’s shadow. Equally, as the earth rotates on its axis we experience night and day, as the part of the planet that we occupy spins away from the sun and then back again. This is just one of many examples of the cyclic nature of life.

Regardless of whether the sun is obscured by clouds, whether it is night or day on earth or whether it is glowing red, orange or yellow, it always remains as “the sun.” In the same way that regardless of which body, if any, we are occupying at any given time and what status that body may have in society and what its life experiences are, it is still subject to the same laws of physics as everything else in our world of matter and will eventually break down.

During all of this drama; of birth, death and the bits in the middle, our true nature remains constant and forever shining…exactly like the sun.

The Eternal Cycle Of Change


Life and death; the movement of atoms and elements through an eternal cycle of change. The process through which our species evolves. Life and death are commonly judged as being good and bad respectively. But, what use is such a judgement? Will the world stop turning if you are unhappy about one day having to give up the body? Of course not, everything is fleeting, nobody owns anything; indeed, every single breath we take is returned to Mother Nature.

If you meditate on Life and death, you will find that like all other opposites in the world of matter, they are in fact One. They do not differ in kind but by degree. That is, they are fundamentally the same thing, but they are opposite poles within the eternal cycle of change.