Sunday 28 February 2010

FAQ: Can anyone be psychic? peanut butter in a mousetrap and spirit using questioners to attract my attention

Another Frequently Asked Question.  Another signpost for me from spirit.

The question?  Do you think anyone can do it?

As a human being and being full of reactions, over-reactions of an emotional nature and generally just having a human experience I am learning that some experiences I am brought are for my own personal development and personal issues to overcome.  One of my personal issues is really disliking being asked questions.  I don't really know why this is, it is just personal to me that when someone asks me a question first of all I wonder why are they asking me? secondly I wonder why they don't know whatever information it is they are asking about and thirdly.. have they not heard of google.

Then, because of my awareness that part of the 'job' of being human is to overcome our own personal foibles and be aware of our personality traits I then start noticing when I ask questions out of habit.  I think this is really why people ask questions; it is a bad habit. Laziness? perhaps.

And then sometimes I find people asking me the SAME questions and I have to stop and acknowledge that by the third time I am asked the question there must be a deeper meaning to the answer, or, it is a question that apparently maybe not everyone has the answer to.

This week I worked in a homeless centre kitchen and the woman standing next to me through a morning of homeless centre tasks - such as, making a meal for 40p for 25 people, not knowing if 30 people are going to show up and need soup that will mean using a tin opener that will only work on certain tins; emptying a mouse trap and re-filling it with peanut butter (a mouse favourite apparently); washing up 30 plates because the dishwasher is dysfunctional and various other unsavoury tasks that do not encourage matters of a psychic nature to be discussed.  However, I do my best and when a young man walks in who has lost him Mum to an early death at the age of 47 I make him tea and tell him that I am sure she is in spirit;  the woman standing next to me asks the question 'do you think anyone can do it'.

Now, given my personal dislike of questioning (even of a spiritual nature) I put my personal feelings aside and give the driving analogy. It is like driving.  I think no more of it. Just a question.Just an answer. She was not the first person to ask the question, the first person asked me the question during a conversation with a friend in her kitchen, having a conversation with this particular person is like putting myself up for interrogation, I don't do it often, but I do it because by allowing her to interrogate me apparently helps her to feel better.  when the first person asked me the question I didn't pay any attention to it because it was one of 20 questions so it didn't stand out on it's own.

The next person who turns up unexpectedly in my life is a smoke alarm fitter.  The smoke alarm needs to be attached to the electricity mains. Okay then.  21 year old, polite, well brought up young man turns up to re-fix my smoke alarm.  Is it 'naturally' that the conversation turns to matters of spiritual nature? perhaps because I am indoors surrounded by Guardian Angel wishbags in silver boxes that I am led to explain my interest in other-worldly pursuits.  As he washes his hands in my kitchen, the question come to me again. 'do you think that anyone can do it'.  I have a slight nudge from spirit, it is too much of a coincidence to be given the exact same words, precisely in three kitchens in such a short space of time. I give the driving analogy. It is like driving.   The young man not only fixes my smoke alarm but he helpfully puts up a curtain rail with his power tool screwdriver and in return he leaves armed with Guardian Angel wishbags for his mum, sister, aunty, girlfriend and bosses wife.

As he leaves I am so happy to have had the experience of sharing information and being helped by a person who is happy to help without a thought for what is in it for them.  wonderful.

Then my attention turns to the question.. can anyone do it?  I do believe they can. Anyone who believes they can and who wants to, with a little bit of guidance, some training, plenty of practice can take it up.  the reason I know this is an important question now is because it has come to me, not to annoy me or to irk me or to encourage me to overcome my dislike of interrogation, but the number 3 has a potency from spirit. It is the amount of times to ask for something verbally from spirit, the father, son and the holy ghost, the trinity of spirit. So, a message that has been brought to me 3 times is not one that I can ignore.

The driving analogy? I always ask back : do you think anyone can drive? this brings a varied response; from a resounding No! some people shouldn't be driving; some people don't want to drive; some people find driving easy; lorry drivers; arctic lorries; some people are more confident on the motorway than others.  It is just like that.  Everyone can try it but it is not for everyone. Some people prefer to take a cab or better still, use the bus.

For me using the bus is like travelling on a road and not having any connection with the driver, allowing and trusting that the journey will still be taking place but with no need to be using any intuitive skills at all.  Taking the bus can be quite enjoyable.  Taking a cab is like going for a tarot reading and asking someone else to take you where you want to go. 
Using intuition for your own 'way' is like driving a small car; fantastic, freedom beckons and you choose your path every step of the way;  Increasing your driving skills and becoming an expert takes time and patience but everyday that you wake up you start driving your life; there are signs everywhere, sometimes you can take a wrong turn, of course, that's life.

Learning to use intuition for your everyday experience is exciting and rewarding and I am sincerely grateful that I took time in my life to investigate my spirit connection.

Coincidences are the signposts; synchronicity is the map.

Lots of love

Tamasin

Tuesday 23 February 2010

Do you know the way to...

Another phenomenon that I have noticed in my life is the way that I am often asked for directions.

Where is this road? where is that town/City/Street/car park/cafe/shop/estate agent/lawyers.
I am asked this so much that I have taken to carrying a map. Seriously. I worked in Estate Agency for a few years and I have a gift for finding the right road for people. It is a gift, be under no illusion, matching people to their homes is an art.

However, I have only really noticed how often it happens since I have been keeping a coincidence journal. Now it has popped onto my spiritual radar that there could be a deeper message about me showing people the way, me being the person giving directions.

For instance, last winter, snowing, I am tripping down the road after a post office run (doing Ebay at the time) in Leigh on Sea, Essex, in Pall Mall, post code SS9, a woman has pulled over and is tapping her sat nav, I gesture for her to wind down her window, Eastwood Road, Rayleigh? she wants to know. Well, she is nearly at Rayleigh Road, Eastwood and I think this is her mistake. I don't explain, it is cold and snowing. However, I do give her exact instructions because I have a friend who lives in Eastwood Road, Rayleigh. What are the chances of her needing me (the only person walking in the snow) miles from her destination, who knew exactly where she needed to go?

The time I was sitting in traffic in my bright lime green Volkswagon Lupo with three teenagers squashed in the car doing re-enactions of Star Wars, a massive giant giant lorry pulled alongside on the passenger side to ask me where the seafront was. I shouted over the teenagers and gave directions, we all carried on as if nothing had happened. The teenagers hadn't paused for breath and I am so used to it that I only thought about it later.

The time I was walking back from the Airshow in Southend and a silver people carrier pulled over to ask a young girl the way just as I was walking past for me to overhear her give the wrong directions - I gave them the right way. What are the chances?

The old lady sitting befuddled in a car looking for her doctors, she was sitting outside their new building! I knew which buiding it was, it was also my docs. (as I was walking past?).


When people ask me the way to somewhere now I take it as a reminder from spirit that I am the person who knows the way and it is my job to help point other people in the right direction!


Thanks for reading



Tamasin







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Angel Card Readings and Spirit Connection

As a spirit writer I am often asked questions about spirit; spiritual knowledge; information about 'how to do it'.  I often try to answer the questions from my own understanding and experience and then I sit in 'spirit writing' and often the answers that come through for people are very different from my own perspective.

I feel my spiritual work is very rewarding and satisfying for me when I connect with spirit and bring through words that are of significance to the person reading them.  Although my readings are confidential, in that, I would never divulge the identity of a person using me for readings, I feel the content of my spirit connections are really available for reading by everyone who has an interest in spirituality.

Spirit writing for other people can be a nerve-wracking experience; sitting quietly at the computer, waiting to connect with spirit to bring images, words, symbols and sometimes images of real spirit people.  I cannot say for sure where the information I receive actually comes from.  Is it possible that I am imagining the spirit writing that I do?  of course, it is possible.. but if I am imagining the writing and the images, there is someone on the other end of the computer imagining the same things. 

The old saying - for those who believe, no evidence is necessary and those who don't no evidence is enough certainly holds true when it comes to 'evidence' from spirit.

What may seem like small, insignificant detail to an observer can have great meaning and significance for the person receiving the information.  The person you are giving the words to 'just knows' that you have made a connection and the information is about a loved one who has passed or from their spirit guide and people in spirit. Where else could the information have come from? Is it possible that the person having the reading is carrying out a thought form that can be 'read' by a highly sensitive intuitive reader, maybe that is it, maybe one day scientists will be able to reveal that our thoughts have a life of their own and exist in the everyday world and can be shared. 

Until the time comes where scientists can show me that I am just tapping into old thought forms that have as much bearing on today's reality as yesterdays snowflakes..I will carry on spirit writing, trusting in the knowledge that there is a spirit world where we all move on to after this body in this particular physical experience has long gone.

Lots of love and light

Monday 15 February 2010

Spiritual Symbols that have developed for me on my path

My Spiritual Journey.  My awareness of spirit around me has been a gradual process.  Messages from spirit are brought in a number of ways.  For me I recognise the animals and birds in my life that hold meaning for me now that I recognise the message they are trying to convey.

Is this something that I personally have made up as a way to communicate with spirit? I have no idea, I guess that because I have recognised that meaning can be attached to creatures in nature, spirit have chosen to use these creatures to bring messages to be in my everyday life.

As I journey through my life I have a number of people in my world; some people need me, some people I need them, mainly the people who have meaning for me are my replacement family. The people who I call on the phone when I am in need of a chat or in need or assistance; equally I am their 'phone a friend'.

These spiritual animals and bird symbols did not appear or become apparent to me instantly.  What happens is I have a relationship with someone, friend, work colleague, neighbour and a spiritual symbol will start popping up.   For instance, I have a friend, who for the sake of her privacy and dignity I will call ... Desdemona... now Dessie (really, I am not spelling that out everytime) is slightly deaf. The problem is she declares she is not deaf and shouts loudly in order to be understood. Bizarre, yes, but definitely fun.  White cats are usually deaf.  Guess what pops into my world whenever I am meant to be hearing from Dessie? you got it,  a white cat.  I swear, one day I was standing healing a friend and ex-student and as I gazed absent-mindedly out of her kitchen window a giant, fluffy white cat strolled through her garden.  I knew this mean I was due to hear from Dessie.  Did I? yes, of course I did.
My list of creatures include A Squirrel - my son (now 16, fast, quick-witted hoarder, always a delight); Magpies, one for sorrow; two for joy; three for girl; four for a boy; five for silver; 6 for gold; seven for a secret never to be told;  I saw 22 one day and decided it meant double joy!  The fun of knowing that spirit are behind these appearances of animals in my life, really are just a reminder in this material existence that spirit are with me all the time.
I see a ginger cat and I am reminded of my ginger-haired male friend who committed suicide a few years ago.  He was full of life and mental health issues in equal measure and I am sure when I am shown a ginger cat I am reminded to be full of life and to 'go get' that day.
I am shown a Robin as a reminder of my brother who committed suicide when he was 15. His name was Robert and he loved birds.  Also, the symbol of the Rose has a very poignant meaning.  At the time of my brother's death , to say that my Mum was strapped for cash is an understatement. She didn't have money to buy flowers for his funeral, there was some beautiful red roses growing near the cemetary and my Mum picked on on the way in. She placed it on his coffin and ever since the Red Rose has always reminded me of my Mum and my brother.
A tabby cat - is me, whenever |I am shown a tabby/tortoiseshell cat I am reminded to take care of my own needs (mainly due to my multi-coloured hair).

Sometimes the symbol appears straight away when you meet a new person; sometimes it takes a while; but it is always there. All you have to do is pay attention.
Namaste
Tamasin