Day 6 – A Journey of My Spiritual Experiences (Listen while you read)
Love is the only essence that lasts; all else pales into insignificance.
(This was the message I began to receive. After the initial shock that I’d experienced, this thought remained.)
Know Thyself was the title of the little book channelled through me by Soul Friend. I can remember feeling very threatened by some of the contents; it seemed to be a direct insult. To explain:
It speaks of the brain of man being an instrument; an instrument that can, and does, create headaches for those of us who are subject to them. One would think, considering my history that I would agree with such understandings. However, this was not the case; I defended the brain (the mind). I felt very disturbed by such accusations. After all, wasn’t that a direct insult being delivered? No one could possibly believe such a broad statement. Could they?
Some time earlier I had agreed with spirit that I would represent their voice in whatever way I could to bring higher understandings to mankind. However, I thought these ‘higher understandings’ were going to be speaking about love and angels and harps and all things wonderful. Not, what appeared to me, to be insults thrown hither and thither. I have read many channelled writings and they have spoken in this way. Why not me? But no; the writings that were presented before me, as I listened and dutifully typed, were no such thing. No; the writings were hypercritical of humans (well, of the mind of man) and I was the scribe… Aggggghhhhh I thought.
It took some good time before I was able to see and appreciate the understandings without the knee jerk reaction. Know Thyself was written during 1993. It wasn’t until 2005 that more understandings were given to me; which rocked my little boat even harder. Many things happened during that period of time.
We were the leaders of the Spiritualist Church in Bowral; a beautiful town lush with greenery, and countrified living at its best. The church had, in times past, held little fetes and such to raise money for its upkeep. We decided, not long after we arrived, to present a Psychic Fair in the majestic Craigieburn Resort (which was where Graham and I married a short time later). The day was a very pleasant one; sunshine and good feelings were the flavour. We had a boon of visitors all enjoying the stalls filled with crystals and jewellery and books and various items of interest. My daughter, a lover of young children, and her partner erected a tent which became a crèche. Indeed, all and sundry found something to favour their particular interest. There were psychics (about 30 in all) giving readings; an iridologist taking photos of irises to be diagnosed at some later time; massage therapists; food; love; in fact all good things. I was one of four speakers who gave their energies to talk about their particular areas of life. I was so pleased to represent spirit in this way.
Representing something that many cannot see or hear is indeed a daunting task. One is dealing with one’s own doubts. It is like being different in a sexual sense. We are what we are. We cannot be any other way. We must remain true to ourselves; for this is all we have. And this brings me to a point that I would like to make.
I have had many chapters in my life to date. When I was attending the Uniting Church, which I did for some 6 months during 1984, I identified with those who were attending (to a point). When I was in India attending Sai Baba’s ashram in 1995, I identified with those devotees attending (to a point). When I attended circles I identified with those attending (to a point). And this is the point. We shall never agree totally with the view point of others; there must always be slight differences of opinion, even within the same philosophy. This is, as I understand, the way it is meant to be. In other words; there are about as many opinions as there are people in the world. The best we can hope for is a fine line of identification which leads to a greater degree of fellowship.
Carolyn Page – ABC of Spirit Talk