The Spirit Quickens
When the spirit quickens, there is no choice in the heart of a true disciple,
but to relinquish all, and follow the path of truth.
To give up home, income, security, and seek nothing of the world,
will bring the greatest joy, to those ready to receive his grace.
In seeking nothing, he shall find everything.
No jewel of great price could tempt his eyes.
To dwell as mortal being, whose hunger cannot be met,
is to remain unfulfilled.
By Eunice Attwood.
Enjoy the pleasures I send to thee, but do not need them.
I have been involved with spiritual work for about 30 years now, and I find that about 90% of my clients are all saying similar things when they come to me. “I have reached a crossroad in my life, and I need direction. There is something missing, and I don’t know what it is.”
Many have everything they want materially, but still feel a lack of purpose and direction. I proceed to do a reading for them as it is human nature to seek what the future may hold, but I find that all they really need is guidance. Sometimes after a reading, information will start coming through relating to their spiritual progress, something which the average person never even thinks about. We should be as much concerned with our inner world as we are with our outer, as the latter reflects the state of the inner.
As human beings, we are presented with situations everyday in life that seem like obstacles for us to surmount. We complain about how we are treated by others, and about how little control we have in our lives. Everyday living and the mundane things of life get us down, until we feel so deeply immersed in this feeling of helplessness, that we wonder why we are even here, never stopping to think that there is actually more to life than we are witness to.
I find that the guidance I am relating to one client, is also necessary for the next client, and sometimes, even relevant for me to hear. These lost souls feel inspired while they are with me, but a few days later fall back into the old feelings of helplessness. I have been asked on numerous occasions to write down what I have been taught, but I find that almost impossible, as what I have been taught has been more of an inner experience and there are no words to express this experience. The revelations have come from beyond the mind, and beyond words. To try and relate the experience with words, would in fact reduce the impact of the experience itself, and any words I try to use would somehow seem inadequate. If I try to use mere words to express the truth I have learned, it would only be my own perception of the truth. You would not be able to feel the full force of the teaching because you had not experienced it. When it was given to me, the effects were so great it was like a light going on in my head, and sometimes an actual feeling of warmth and lightness somewhere in my body, so great was the illumination. It is like trying to explain God, how would that be possible? If I tried to explain God, it would just be my limited perception of God. Everyone has their own ideas of what God might be, so how would it be if we took on board all of those perceptions? We would be none the wiser, that’s where we would be, as we would now have many other interpretations of a fantasy character we had invented through our limited minds, which would be far removed from the truth. It is only possible to discern truth/God through an inner conviction, a knowing in your soul, an experience of something divine from beyond words and thoughts. Words cannot bring you truth, but they can take you to a place where truth exists. (This little gem was given to me during a meditation.)
Although I cannot teach you truth, I can try and impart some of the understanding I have gained over the years, although I must add, that I am still learning myself, and find that with each lesson, comes the realization of how little I actually know.
As I drove up the hill on my way home from the doctor’s surgery, the sun was low in the sky, it was winter after all. It had been raining a little earlier and the road was wet. The surface of the road was smooth, and the glare of the sun reflected on its surface, causing me to squint, only for some reason I couldn’t close my eyes. They remained wide open, fixed, as if I was in a trance. I am extremely photo sensitive, and this was causing me a great amount of pain.
I became aware that something odd was happening, this was much more than a sun strike situation. There was a bright light directly in front of me like a strong laser beam, drawing me into it. The sun was low in the sky, and it reflected on the road, slightly below my line of vision, but this other bright, radiant light was directly in front of me. The light began to engulf my car moving completely around it until I was completely surrounded in a total white out. I felt a sense of panic as I became totally blinded by white light. I couldn’t even see the houses by the roadside. I wanted to pull over but couldn’t see the side of the road. I fought the urge to brake suddenly in case I skidded on the wet surface and hit something. I had no choice but to trust there was nothing in front of me.
My eyes were on fire from the pain I was experiencing, but try as I might, I just couldn’t close them. Time seemed to slow down, and it felt like everything was in slow motion. Eventually I passed through the light and came out the other side.
All I could see was rose pink, even on the surface of the road. I was amazed that I had even driven around the bend in the road safely, as I felt like I was going straight ahead.
I arrived at my daughter’s house and tried to calm myself before driving home. I lived a little further out in the country side, and my eyes needed to rest before I carried on. I was feeling rather shaky by the whole ordeal. I was still shaking as I related my story to my daughter. I could not focus my eyes for the rest of the day, and after three weeks had passed by I was still suffering from the effects. My vision had altered drastically, and I had no choice but to go to the optician for a check up. Surprisingly, my glasses prescription had not altered, but the optician said it was obvious that I had experienced some kind of ‘episode.’
On the same evening of this event, I was still feeling very unnerved, so much so, that I became very emotional. I was very tearful knowing, that something out of the ordinary had occurred. I had known for weeks that something of a very spiritual nature was about to happen. I had been experiencing daily miracles for weeks now, and this felt like the culmination of something, and a huge leap in consciousness.
My own journey began over fifty years ago, but it was when I was about seven that I started having strange experiences. (Possibly even younger.) At the age of eleven, I began to pray in earnest, and had a great desire to know God. My older brother was going out with a Christian girl, and she took me along to several of her church gatherings. I would stay at her house sometimes, and we would talk until late at night about God. I was never made to go to Sunday school, but would have loved to. My family were not at all religious. A visiting missionary occasionally came to town, and I would be there with bells on, soaking it all up. I decided I would like to become a nun at a very early age, even though we were not Catholics. The influence of my brothers girlfriend, changed my life forever, and set me on a path of prayer and meditation, that would take me to wondrous places over the next forty odd years. She was only about fifteen at the time, but our time together was obviously meant to be.
I was always asking questions that no-one could ever answer adequately, so I started turning more and more to God. There wasn’t a night pass by, that was not spent in prayer from the age of eleven onward. I never asked for anything other than the health and protection of those I cared about, and to give thanks for my lot. I felt it wasn’t right to ask for anything else. I always felt comforted after a prayer. My family knew nothing of my devotion, even to this day. My parents would not recognize the author as their daughter if they were to read this. It has been my secret, and my greatest joy.
The general public know me as a clairvoyant, as I have worked in this field for thirty years. Even some of my friends are not completely aware of how deep my devotion is, only the ones that have been close in recent years, those on similar journeys to enlightenment. Recently, my consciousness has been elevated to such a height that I hardly feel I am speaking the same language as the rest of the world.
I have no idea how this book will unfold, such is the nature of the Divine spirit. But it is a story that I, along with the reader of the story, will no doubt be touched by in some way, as life is continuously unfolding, and I am by no means at the end of the journey yet.
Truth dwells in a realm beyond the mind. God cannot be known though the mind, but the mind is the means through which God’s grace will reveal itself to us, when we are ready to receive it. If we truly desire to know God, then we must prepare our minds to receive his grace. God cannot enter a busy mind, a mind that is filled with self chatter. It can only reveal itself when the mind is still, and at peace. For this to occur, we must learn to let the mind become still, in order to enable the inner voice from beyond mind to express itself. We have to have an open mind, how can it come to us if the door is shut? God can only come in, if invited.
There is no gender in this case of course, but I will refer to God as male, in order to get across the concept I am trying to explain. You may call it Divine spirit, Father, Mother, the universe, what ever you are most comfortable with. (The universe is not in fact, a correct term, as we have created the universe we know, out of our own consciousness, it has not created us, as with God.)
If there is a true desire to improve ones lot, there has to be some work involved, but the work becomes a pleasure as results are achieved.
The spiritual path is not an easy one, we may experience extreme loneliness at times, but in truth, these times are blessings that bring us even closer to our ultimate goal.
We often end up having a complete change of life style, and leave behind all that is familiar to us. Others may think we have lost our mind as we no longer desire to live in the ‘rat race.’
We cannot make these changes without a complete conviction that the Divine spirit is working through us, otherwise it would be foolhardy, or could even be seen as ‘cop out’ of responsibilities. We are able to discern as we evolve spiritually, whether it is our own will that drives us to make changes, or Divine will. The Divine knows that we may have loved ones, and earthly responsibilities, so whatever we are guided to do must always be for the good of all.
There have been many times in my own experience, when I have been guided to make massive changes to my personal security, so much so, that my friends and family have thought I was quite mad. I gave up a secure job with an insurance company, in my late forties to go to England. I was unable to take enough leave to allow me enough time to do what I had to do. I felt I had few skills to enable me to get another good job, I felt un-employable in fact, but the feeling was so strong I had no choice but to go. I had little money to go with, and rented my home out to long term tenants, who would at least pay my mortgage while I was away. Heaven only knew what I would do when I returned. I didn’t even know what I was really going to England for, other than the fact that I was born there, and was keen to explore my roots. But why now? I was not financially prepared, but I don’t think I would have ever been financially prepared, living the life style I was accustomed to. I have always pretty much lived hand to mouth each day. I never had any ambition to chase the dollar. As long as I had a roof over my head and food to eat, it was fine. I always believed I was rich in spirit, and this sufficed.
I have many wealthy friends funnily enough, but I cannot see that it ever brought them peace or understanding. I have had some beautiful homes myself. I once lived in a five level home on a beach front, which I loved dearly, but couldn’t stay there, the urge in me was so strong to move on.
Shortly before I went to England in 1995, I met up with an old friend, a man I had known through work, in the seventies. We got together, and planned to live together when I got back. He was only boarding with friends having just come back from Australia, so we weren’t sure where we would live, but I trusted God to supply me with what ever I needed, and sure enough, my tenants were on the point of being evicted when I got back, for breaking so many tenancy rules, so our accommodation was sorted. I thanked ‘upstairs’ for being there for me again.
My trip to England was perfect, many strangers took me in, people I had met on a week of medium-ship training with Eileen Roberts, the well known English medium. Once again, I was taken care of and made many new friends.
On my return, a branch of the insurance company I had worked for previously had need of a cashier/receptionist, and I was given the job. It was even in my own town, so I no longer had to travel. Perfect! As it turned out, spirit had other plans for me and I left after only a few weeks, suffering from extreme stress. Now, neither my man nor I had an income with which to pay the mortgage.
Suddenly, it seemed my psychic ability was enhanced, and I took the plunge and placed an advertisement in the paper to do readings, but I had very little confidence. Amazingly, all went well, and my man was also offered his old job back, so at last we were able to manage, but on a very tight income, as I didn’t feel confident enough at that point to charge much for the readings.
We survived like this for about eight years, but a familiar old urge within was returning for me to move on, and we parted, though we remain very good friends to this day. He understood my need for space, something that has always been with me. I just seem to thrive with my own company and my inner teachings. My whole focus has always been on God, and being in a relationship somehow intruded on that, in my case at least, but this is not always so. Some people can cope with both but I have never managed it. I have reached a point now where my relationship with the Divine is like a marriage, a perfect union, and I have never felt more content.
Now in my fifties, here I was giving up the security of a relationship with a lovely, understanding man, and selling my home, my last piece of earthly security, and yet I felt no qualms about it.
I have never felt so free in my life. Complete liberation from all my earthly ties at last. Why would I possibly want to be tied to another mortgage? Yes, my money dwindled as a new car was necessary, but the little I had left was all the security I needed. We cannot ever own our own homes in reality anyway, we are only the caretakers of the land while we are here. The land cannot possibly belong to anyone, it is God given for us all to share. Why pay $300,000 just for the privilege of being stuck in one spot, when I can live any where I desire, and move at the drop of a hat.
The perfect little house came up for me with very reasonable rent, and I live in what I can only describe as a little patch of paradise. What more could I have ever asked for? I have driven past this little house for many years, always commenting that I would like to live in it one day, and here I am. God takes care of his own.
When I first became aware that my experiences were not the norm, I thought I was just extremely sensitive, and that my imagination was working overtime, but when other people were witness to my ‘episodes,’ I realized that a greater power was at work.
There have been events over the years which have stunned myself and those around me, so much so, that I dared to enter deeper into the realms of higher consciousness. I cannot make these things happen at will, they occur when the situation calls for it.
It began with psychic phenomena and the ability to converse with the so called deceased, and an ability to see the past lives of people around me. I often would pick up on present problems and see the underlying cause from previous lives. What I see is as clear as a movie being shown before my eyes of the life in question. But as I continued along this path, it became evident that I was being led in another direction which held a far higher meaning, and my psychic life became less important. What has been given to me from within, has literally taken my breath away, and while trying to relate some of it to my daughter recently, I realized just how much my thinking has changed over recent years. Her comment to me was, “Mum! If I didn’t know you better, I would think you had lost touch with reality.”
I laughed, as I knew I must appear quite mad.
She then added, “But because I know you so well, I know that what you are saying must be real, even though I don’t understand it myself.”
Another interesting point is, that two of my closest friends have been witness to my experiences, and have felt it to the point where they felt transformed, and it affected them deeply.
As a child, I remember coming out of my bedroom one morning, and my parents greeted me as they passed me in the hall. In that split second, I had an awareness that if I touched them, they would not be solid, my hand would pass right through them. I don’t know why I thought that, but it was very real, almost an epiphany, although I did not realize at this young age what this would come to mean in later years. I must have only been about seven when this occurred. In that split second, I also knew that this was true of all mankind. I knew that even I was not solid, or real. I felt that life was real, but we were somehow just an interpretation of life. This was far beyond my normal comprehension, but I knew this feeling felt real. I quickly dismissed the experience and tried to shake it off, but part of me was never able to forget, it was so profound. I was too afraid of ridicule to speak of it so I kept it to myself.
I never fitted in with others. I always felt different, yet I felt such love and compassion. I spent hours talking to older people as they had such a wealth of experience, in fact I related better to them than to other children. I was always drawn to the underdogs of society as well, they were far more interesting, and I was often asked by family members if I had any ‘normal’ friends. I wanted to help everybody although I never knew how, after all, I was just a kid. I had visions and dreams which I didn’t understand, and my psychic abilities often terrified me, but my love of God never wavered, even when I was bullied unmercifully at school. I always forgave, even if I had trouble forgetting.
After years of strange illnesses and weird experiences, I found a kind of peace in meditation, but at that stage, it was not what I have now come to know as true meditation.
I spent hours visualizing what I was trying to achieve, I wrote page after page of affirmations, and performed regular mental rituals of protection for my family and myself. I would picture the light of protection around each one, and around our home and motor vehicles. I would mentally white light our house every night, and couldn’t sleep until I had done all of this. I know there are many out there who still do this.
When the ascended masters and the angelic beings came to me I would include them in my little rituals as well. Archangel Michael was a regular visitor, and I would envision his flaming blue sword protecting us all. It got to the point that all of this ritual took about an hour, sometimes even more before I could even start the meditation in earnest. These practices I had picked up from various so called spiritual teachers I had met over the years, and I guess they played a part for me at the time, but now I realize they were mental practices, rather than spiritual.
The early part of development on the journey of the soul, is spent on earthly things. Most never even stop to think if there is anything more, until they are faced with a crisis of some kind. Then, and only then, do they call out to a God they have usually denied up until now. Often when the crisis is over, they forget about God until the next crisis. Many choose to stay at that level for the rest of their earthly experience.
The next level is the emotional plane. The psyche and the psychic are like twin siblings, who often taunt each other. Those who are very sensitive, with strong emotions, are usually the most at risk of psychic attack, and psychic phenomena. I went through my own baptism of fire in the early days, but I had such a strong faith, that this is what got me through it.
The following level is the mental plane, although the two other levels still operate to a large degree. Our emotions when affected by certain events, convince our minds that there is something wrong, which in turn convinces our body that we are ill. Our body follows suit by giving us a set of symptoms to prove to our mind that it was right, and so disease is created. (A lack of ease, or being out of harmony with our deeper purpose.) We become not at ease with ourselves, creating dis-ease.
Next we come to a level which is a mixture of both spiritual and mental. We are seeking a higher truth, but still believe we will find it through mental practices. We are taught to visualize our goals, visualize ourselves well, and all of these things will bring results, for a while. But don’t be fooled into thinking you have reached Christ consciousness.
This level is still important in the early days, but the time will come when these practices will fall away, and you either have to do it every day to get results, or you simply give up. It is rarely a permanent solution. It is like altering a photograph of someone. We can enhance the image, but we have not actually altered their consciousness and whatever underlying cause created the illness, still exists. It is at the level of spiritual consciousness where the change needs to take place. Heal the problem in one place, and the dis-ease will only emerge in another part the body. I liken it to placing a sticking plaster over a volcano’s crater. A total waste time
I often wondered why I used to have such wonderful healings and experiences in the early days, and then in later years, the results were few and far between. (I trained in hypnotherapy, which involves a lot of visualization, and found it to be a very powerful tool, but gave it up when I found it no longer fulfilled me.)
The next level is the spiritual, where there is no mental work necessary. In fact, the best way to get results is to keep an empty mind to take no thought at all, and to ask the Divine to reveal itself and just wait. Do this several times a day, the moment you wake up, just before you go to sleep, and as often as you can during the day, even if only for a moment.
We should take a moment every day, before we go about our business, to recognize the truth of who we are, to acknowledge our divinity. We need to let go of our desires, our wants and our needs, and take no thought for our bodies, our income, our love life, in fact we should take no thought for anything at all, for this speeds up the process of changing our personal world for the better. I was amazed at how quickly my life changed when I began shutting out my thoughts and desires. Within the week I had a whole new perspective on life, and good things began to happen.
In order to get results, we must be aware that it is the creator that fulfils our needs, for it knows our needs before we do. How can we honestly think that he who created us, needs to be told how to direct our life? We have no life to call our own, God has created us, to live his life through. We are merely along for the ride as an observer. We cannot change our height or our race by just wanting it to be so. We need to be still and let the creator have its way, only then will our experience take us to where we will find fulfilment, and it will do so perfectly.
I was taught that I should make no effort to try and heal anyone, to bring no-one into my mind at all. That God knows everything that concerns me even before I do, and is already at work, bringing to me everything I need in my life and those around me. All I have to do is enter into meditation and ask for truth to be revealed to me, then wait.