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Asher’s telepathic remote viewing of a future event in my life. I love the Frost Fair in my town. It’s held on the final Saturday of November. The town centre is closed to traffic. Stalls, stages and smiling people…
Asher’s telepathic remote viewing of a future event in my life. I love the Frost Fair in my town. It’s held on the final Saturday of November. The town centre is closed to traffic. Stalls, stages and smiling people…
There was a man, once, who followed my writing on Medium. He always clapped and was invariably charming and polite in the comments he left. The trouble was, I persisted in writing about my experiences with Asher, and how he…
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…
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…
Perhaps you have had some interesting psychic connections with others. There are more of us than you might think. “As you share our story, others like you will acknowledge the wisdom and knowing they have seen in children or…
Wisdom in Solitude? I’ve often mused that if, like some latter-day Carlos Castaneda, I claimed to have ventured deep into little-known lands — a rainforest or desert, perhaps, or three-quarters of the way up a mountain in Bhutan — to…
When an event organiser offered me a book signing, I’d have been crazy to refuse, wouldn’t I? She told me she had a table available and would promote it on Facebook and in her shop. I’ve done several book sales…
Why I’m telling this story: The boy’s tale Imagine you have a story to tell — a fantastical, stunning, inspiring story in which every word is true…but you are completely unable to share it with anyone else. You sit there,…
Asher didn’t talk a lot, back when he was six. There were several reasons for that. The most obvious was a condition called oral dyspraxia, which meant he had difficulty controlling the movement of the muscles in his mouth and…