Destroy the Diaries!

I know, it seems brutal. The thing is, several thoughts have come together to make this act of vandalism a necessity. A recent birthday reminds me that my remaining time in this crumpled skin-suit is in its final decades, even…

I know, it seems brutal. The thing is, several thoughts have come together to make this act of vandalism a necessity. A recent birthday reminds me that my remaining time in this crumpled skin-suit is in its final decades, even…

Once in a while, there is a jolt in my perception that starts me questioning my assumptions. I’d like to share one here. I realised long ago that truth, like life itself, is subjective. As the illustration makes clear, we…

Scene 1: Autumn 2005 I’m sitting on a train with this awkward, autistic teenage boy. I was his schoolteacher, several years ago. Now I’m somewhere between his mentor, his friend and his student. He doesn’t have many other friends, which…

Asher insists that each of us has a very active, innate ‘subtle light navigation system’ (which is a play on satellite navigation system — the term used for GPS in the UK). It nudges us towards particular actions or choices, and always…

Until I was checking back in one of my old Asher notebooks earlier this week, I’d forgotten this incident. The Asher notebooks are where I record, night upon night, my telepathic discussions with Asher — the ones he prefers not…

Remember that bit in Minority Report when they’re trapped in the shopping mall, with law enforcers closing in fast, and Agatha keeps saying, “Wait…wait…wait…”? She’s a precog, so John Anderton trusts her, even though his instinct is to run. Then,…

Coins, when you think about it, do have three sides. Certainly, we’re more accustomed to seeing the familiar, flat heads or tails surfaces, but there is also that narrow, curved rim that connects the two. In rare circumstances, that is where our…

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not for a moment trying to compare myself to Jane Roberts, the amazing lady who channelled and wrote about Seth during the 20th century. She’s been a hero of mine since I first discovered their…

‘Voice Confrontation’ is a thing, apparently. It’s the psychological term for that cringing feeling some of us experience when we hear a recording of our own voices. I didn’t realise how badly I suffered from it until my book publisher…

The 26th April, 2024 wasn’t the first time Asher had instructed me to feel into his heart. He would never have said it in our face-to-face conversations. They didn’t go that way at all. This, though, was a different way…