Where Am I – Part Two


I don’t know how long I’d been asleep, but I arose and took a good look at my surroundings. It struck me that they were very nondescript and actually quite threadbare. I had no idea how long I’d been here in this room either, but thankfully, I was still feeling very relaxed and contented. I thought to myself that I’d better go outside and explore, and then, just as I realised that there was no door anywhere to be seen, I found myself instantly standing outside in the most beautiful surroundings.

“What kept you, I’d almost given up on you.” The voice was that of my new/old friend, and I turned around to see him standing there with a huge grin on his face. “Well,” I said, “you obviously weren’t going to come to me, which you promised, by the way, so I had no choice but to come to you.” I suddenly realised that we were engaging in “banter,” the type only engaged in by very close friends.

“Ah! You are learning at last, or more correctly, you are starting to remember. I haven’t actually been anywhere my friend, in fact, I’ve been right here waiting patiently for you to join me. I wondered how long it would take you to realise that all you had to do was “think” yourself outside; look what you’ve been missing.”

He was right. I still didn’t have a clue where I was, but it was such an incredibly beautiful place; I would say that it was like nothing on earth, but as I’m not on earth anymore that would be too much like stating the obvious. Suffice it to say, that it was nature like I’ve never seen before; beyond the imagination of the logical mind. Beautiful trees and flowers, also animals and birds without a care in the world. All of us sharing the same space without fear of danger. Yes, you’ve guessed it, my friend heard my thoughts.

“There is no such thing as fear or danger here, my brother. All creatures share this wonderful world in perfect harmony. Inflicting pain and suffering on each other and our wildlife friends is unheard of here.”

Something else that struck me about my friend was how unremarkable he looked. There was something very simplistic about him, and I can only describe his face as deadpan. Yet he oozed love, kindness and wisdom and when he broke into a smile it was a picture of the utmost beauty. It was, as I came to this realisation, that I felt for the first time since this meeting that I’d known him forever.

To be continued…

Where Am I


I woke up feeling rather different but I just couldn’t put my finger on the reason why. “Oh well” I thought, “not to worry” and I set about performing my first task of the day; the same task I’d performed as my “first task of the day” for as long as I could remember. That task was to swing my legs around and out of bed and place my feet into the pair of ever faithful house shoes that waited patiently at the side of my bed for me every morning. I hated slippers and refused to wear them, “only old people wear slippers.” To my amazement, the shoes were not there. I sat there on the edge of the bed feeling slightly baffled, but at the same time surprisingly contented and relaxed. I looked up, and at the end of the bed there was a familiar face smiling at me. “Now, where do I know you from,” I thought, not even thinking for one minute how odd it was for me to wake up and find someone in my bedroom; someone who was vaguely familiar but who, nonetheless, had no place there.

“Best get on with the day,” and I rose up feeling unusually light and with an incredible sense of freedom. All the while, my uninvited visitor is still smiling at me. I suddenly thought to myself, “where am I?” As I got up, I realised that I didn’t recognise any of the decor in the room. I didn’t know where I was, but I certainly wasn’t at home. I also realised, somewhat surprisingly, that I wasn’t troubled by any of this, in fact, I felt incredibly happy. I thought I would ask the character with the familiar face where I am and how I got here.

As if he’d read my mind and before I could get my words out, he said, “all is well dear soul, you are going home, but you will have to stay here for a while in order to undergo a period of adjustment.” I realised also at this point, that I had heard those words loud and clear in my head, but my companion’s lips had not moved. “Oh…and you were right, I did read your mind…well, sort of. We communicate telepathically here, so I heard your thoughts and replied accordingly.”

“What do you mean, HERE,” I said. “Where am I and what do you mean by a period of adjustment?”

“Well, my friend, where you have just come from people would say that you have died. But actually, as you are now experiencing, there is no such thing as death. You have simply left your physical body behind in the world of matter. You need a period of adjustment because you have to get used to functioning once again in what some souls in the physical world would call the etheric, or astral body. Everything here is much lighter and the rate of vibration is much faster; what you would have described as the speed at which atoms move around. It’s the same laws of physics here, the only difference is that everything happens much faster. The greatest example of this is that our thoughts manifest instantaneously.”

“Wow, this has all knocked me for six, it’s so much to take in.”

“That’s understandable my dear friend, but don’t worry, I’m here to help you with the adjustment process, and just to satisfy your curiosity, the reason I look familiar to you is because I am. You and I have known each other forever; indeed, I have never left your side, but you have had a sojourn on the earth plane and it will take a little while for you to readjust to the vibration here.”

“But I don’t even know your name.”

“We don’t bother with names here as we have no need for them. We just automatically know everything that we need to know. There is no time here either, but I’ll go into all of that in due course.”

My companion’s warm and kind persona made me feel very much at ease, and I realised too that he was right; I’d been talking to him, but my mouth had not moved; our communication had taken place purely by thought. “Get some rest now,” he said, “and I’ll be back to see you shortly.”

To be continued…

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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.

Paradise For The Ungodly


I’m aware that I haven’t written what I would call a “proper” post for a few weeks now.  The lull has been because I’ve been concentrating on my latest writing project.  A surprising amount of water has flowed under the bridge since my last communication however, and I thought I would share with you what is happening.  I’ve made quite a lot of technical changes to the manuscript; plus I’ve corrected the few errors that were found.  I’ve just ordered my 5th proof copy, and since the first incarnation of my book I have changed some of the fonts, increased the font size, changed the cover half a dozen times, and… changed the title and sub-title.  Yes, I have; I can’t believe I’ve done that, but I have.

Originally, the book was to be called, “The Road To Nowhere“, with the sub-title, “paradise for the ungodly.”  Now it is called, “Paradise For The Ungodly”, with the sub-title, “the inner wilderness of silence”.  I’m expecting the proof to arrive by the end of the week, so if all goes to plan, I will still be publishing before the end of August.  The pics are of the image that I’ve decided to use for the final cover, and one of the rough covers I experimented with.  Chat soon lovely people, bye for now!