Me, a medium?

When I first began writing The Priest and the Medium, I never dreamed that I would one day connect with the spirit world myself. Me? Miss "by-the-book retired Navy Commander"? How things change ... Little by little, after years of meditation, I began to have my own mediumistic experiences, which led me to an intensive course at the respected Arthur Findlay College of Psychic Sciences in Stansted, England. My eye-opening experiences there allowed me to say for the first time, "I am a medium." I am now giving private readings, connecting people with their loved ones in spirit. Meanwhile, the spirit poetry here is a whole different adventure ... All of the poetry in this blog is completely spirit-inspired. Every word came to me in deep meditation, writing with pen in hand, paper in my lap, and eyes closed. I'm unaware of each poem's theme until I transcribe it later word for word. Each day brings new and wondrous discoveries about the spirit world, incredible wisdom, and messages of hope which I share with you in this blog. (I recommend that you start with the entry from July entitled "The Poetry Begins")

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Poem #138 - The One Real Truth

It’s so easy to doubt
What you cannot see or feel.
But that’s the role of faith
In a world where all seems real.

Sit back each day and listen
To the silence in your mind,
And there great truth and wisdom
Awaits for you to find.

Nothing that seems solid
Has a value that will last.
What matters most are loving thoughts
Such as memories from the past.

But dwell not on what has happened,
Nor what is yet to come,
For living in the present
Is the way to become One.

You hold there deep within you
The spark of the Divine.
And when you truly seek it
All things will fall in line.

This life has many levels
Beyond the one where you do live.
And all will be revealed to you
When in harmony you live.

From this day on, go forth as love
And feel the spirit’s kiss,
And knowing thus the one real truth,
You’ll find eternal bliss.

Friday, December 4, 2009

I got a poem today, but it's too personal to share. The spirit world seems to be aware of how keyed up I am about the events of this coming weekend as I host Anne Gehman and Wayne Knoll at several major events. As always, they had loving advice, but I feel it's best kept to myself. Love to everyone as you go about your day today. xxoo

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Poem #137 - What Your World So Dearly Needs

Curry us no favors.
There is nothing that we need,
Except for you to honor us
With your every loving deed.

The world’s in need of saviors—
People who do care.
And everyone can play a part
By loving, if they dare.

Share bread with those who hunger.
To those who thirst give drink.
To be an earthly savior
Is much easier than you think.

It only takes a moment
To share a loving smile,
To hold a hand, to wipe a tear
To walk that extra mile.

You all are here to learn
Loving lessons by your acts.
So honor us by what you do
Give love, don’t give us facts.

It’s by your demonstrations—
By your loving deeds,
That you show you understand
What your world so dearly needs.

So love each other not for us,
But for your soul’s own evolution,
And all the problems of your world
Will find the best solution.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Poem #136 - Balance

In this world of stress and strife
You need to take the time
To step outside the battles
And soak up the sublime.

There’s far too little happiness
And far too much disdain.
You need to seek out love and joy
And set aside the pain.

Find beauty in the tiny things.
Seek laughter when you can.
There’s time for work and time for play.
Put balance in your plan.

Yes, kind advice we offer you.
It’s nothing you don’t know.
But far too many fail to stop
And seek the inner glow.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Poem #135 - Heaven

Surrounded by love…
That’s heaven’s way
You cannot escape there
The bright warmth of day.

The light of love does shine on
With a heat you can feel,
And by soaking its rays
All earthly ills can you heal.

Our world’s much like yours
We move about and we work
There are books and there’s music
If we choose such a perk.

It’s a world of pure thought.
With our minds we create.
But like you in your bodies,
To evolve is our fate.

We understand here our purpose:
To evolve and to grow.
And we do this each time
That our love we do show.

There are lessons for all,
Whether here or on earth.
For to discover our essence
Is our task from our birth.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Poem #134 - Chance Encounters

Chance encounters; random events…
Do they happen all by chance?
If you look the other way,
Would you miss that passing glance?

A second passing’s all it takes
To have a fateful meeting.
You could have looked the other way
And missed that friendly greeting.

But if two souls are meant to meet
Then meet they surely will.
For Spirit works in mighty ways
To move a rock uphill.

You never know what’s fate or chance
So question these things not.
But treasure synchronicity
For all the things you’ve got.

For it’s those little moments
That you think were just a fluke
That in the end to mean so much
Their meaning don’t rebuke.

For God is in the details.
It’s the little things that count.
What you may think are miniscule
To God’s great love they do amount.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Poem #133 - Happiness

Happiness … a right?
Or something you do earn?
A smile takes less effort
Is something you do learn.

But what is happiness,
Besides a nice emotion?
It’s birds that sing and waves that dance
Upon the mighty ocean.

It’s powerful and curative
This happiness you seek.
For when you feel true mirth and glee
You feel no longer meek.

The source of smiles is there within.
It rises from the heart.
So when you feel the need to smile
That’s where you want to start.

Give love to others; send it out,
And sad you cannot be.
For knowing love and sharing it
You taste divinity.

Bless others with a smile and know
The power of this great force
For happiness is not a right
But a gift from your true Source.