The Message Is In The Feeling

For some reason, when I connect with a spirit, they like to start their life backwards, in terms of what they show me.  So, I normally tune in at the time of their passing, and then we go back through the years from there.  I believe what is happening is that they are trying to show me some structure, because I like structure, and this will help me a lot. Also, its a sad time, so better get that out the way first and then move on to better things!

I did a reading today for a lady and it started off slow.  I was trying to connect to her mum.  But I couldn’t seem to find her energy, and when I did, I struggled to get my words out to make sense of everything, it felt so frustrating and laborious.  It’s like I wasn’t getting anything! I completley forgot that spirit like to show me how they died/felt when they died first…..all I cared about was establsihing a link for my sitter and just thought “this is going to be a bad reading”.

I felt really embarrassed and that my client must being thinking “what the hell is this?”.  So, after telling my guide (internally) that he must help me now before I stop doing mediumship work altogether, (he must shake his head at times really!) my eyes were suddenly drawn to my angel calendar that sits on my desk.

The angel sitting there was not speaking.  It’s not that she didn’t want too, she couldn’t.  In the picture she is pulling her leg up like she is frustrated that she can’t move or make a sound.  I realized that the lady I was connecting too, couldn’t speak, towards the end of her life.  My client, the lady I was reading for, confirmed that her mum had lost the ability to walk or speak at the end of her life. 

My guide had helped me, he had drawn my attention to the angel, and whatever that image portrayed to me, whatever feeling it gave me, was that of what the spirit was also trying to impress on me.  Art is very powerful!  Spirit communication is very powerful!  The very fact that I thought I couldn’t find a link with my clients mum, find the words or the imagery in the first place was exactly how my clients mum felt before she died.  I was connecting to her without even realizing it.

It seems to me this was a lesson, so that the way I was struggling with the words, the way I was feeling (frustrated!) coupled with the image of the angel, was exactly my own interpretation of how my clients mum felt before she died.

After we went over this, I then felt the beautiful energy that my clients mum used to have during her happy years of her life, and it was quite wonderful.

When you practice mediumship, you have to take in every smell, sound, gesture, vision, feeling…..everything is a picture that is being painted for you to convey to the sitter.  It can be as subtle as a butterfly landing on the window ledge, to your eyes being drawn directly to the clock as it strikes 3.32pm exactly.  The absolute key is to know what to say and how to say it.

I felt a bit bad on Blue, my guide.  I snapped at him in my head!  I had meditated before my client and asked him to come in with his usual vibration on my shoulder or flash of blue light, however, nothing happened this time.  He came in within the first five minutes of my reading (when I was struggling!), I saw the flash of blue in my mind’s eye.  Where was he, that’s what I would like to know?  I think we need to set a few ground rules maybe…..

Until next time,


Meetings With Spirits

So, this is it, my quarantine is over and it is now time to get back out into the world again.  After making the decision to adapt my business to the current climate and stop all hands-on therapies, I realized that this was always supposed to happen.  Please don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love giving Reiki treatments and massage, I have always said that Reiki has been the foundation of who I am and my business as a whole.  However, what lockdown showed me was that I am able to connect with people and help them immensely doing tarot and mediumship readings, and I have a real love for coaching people on spiritual subjects, so this is why I’ve decided to really focus on this now.

This week, I threw myself back in the deep end with mediumship readings.  It has been six whole months since I did my last mediumship session, as I filled my lockdown work with Tarot. 

Those of you that follow my regular blogs know that I get mega nervous before mediumship readings.  However, that doesn’t mean to say that I do not get some good evidence, in fact, sometimes it is pretty amazing.  I have to stress that this isn’t about me, it’s about how effectively I work with my guide to get the job done and to serve the purpose of getting a message to a living someone from a person who has died. 

When working with my guide the energy is so subtle, so subtle!  I sometimes watch other mediums on YouTube who say that their guide just manifests right there in front of them.  Alas, this has never happened to me.  He lets me know he is around by giving me a tingling sensation on the left side of my head and arm and when I close my eyes, I see a shock of Blue light, that’s his energy.

I took time to meditate before each client this week (to calm the nerves and help raise my vibration at the same time!).  I spoke clearly to Blue (my guide) and told him that we need to work together, that his clients (the spirits) need to be in the waiting room in an orderly fashion.  I will then work with my client (the alive sitter!) and together, we should hopefully get some good communication going.

I have to say that I was really pleased with all the readings I gave, seeing as I had been a little rusty.  I had some wonderful characters come through, including a loving mum, an intriguing uncle and a thoughtful and sensitive husband.  I want to give you some snippets of what evidence we had this week, some of my favorite moments (no personal details will be given to keep the anonymity of my clients);

From Husband;

Me: “He is showing me a telephone, a telephone call, just before he died, like it was important and something that’s on your mind?”

Sitter: “Yes, I called my sister twenty minutes before he died, I was frantic at that moment and needed reassurance, I’ve always worried that was the last thing he heard”

Me: “He is laughing, he is saying it’s fine, please don’t worry.  He says that you were actually very calm and serene when he died, your strength during that process was amazing”

Sitter: “Yes!  I calmed down completely after that phone call, and then a tranquility fell on the room.  Can you tell me anything about his funeral?”

Me: “Yes, he is showing me a horse and carriage and loads of flowers and that you made it just the way you wanted it”

Sitter: “Yes!  We discussed it all before he passed, I told him that I was going to make it like that and he laughed.  He had a horse and carriage.”

Me: “He is showing me MacDonald’s?  Like that is significant?”

Sitter: “He collected MacDonald’s Toys for years and that was the last place we visited before he stopped walking”.

Me: “Before he goes, he wants to tell you to get a new hoover…..”

Sitter: (laughing) “The bottom has fallen off it!  He is right…..happened this week!”

From Uncle;

Sitter: “Can you ask him a question from me?  Can you ask him why the number Eight connects us?”

This was quite a challenge, so I had to really concentrate to allow Uncle to press his energy on me.  Working clairvoyantly (with vision) he showed me a school with children playing, a referee blowing a whistle and going to see a sporting event:

Me: “Football?  A football team?”

Sitter: “Yes! He had eight children and always joked with me saying “I’m going for a football team”.

From Nan;

Me: “She is showing me this green Emerald like it holds some significance here”

Sitter; “Yes, my mum has the green gem, however, we don’t know if it’s real or not?!”

Me: “Well she reckons it is!”

From Mum;

Me: “She is showing me her gold earrings as if they are really significant?”

Sitter: “Yes, she had them on when she died, and I took them off”

Me: “I can see her walking in the rain in the early years, going to places, but then a car flashes up later in life but it’s just a flash”

Sitter: “She couldn’t drive so learnt in her older years but never took her test”

Sitter: “Does she have a message for my dad who is still alive?”

Me: “Yes she is feeling frustrated with him because he is being stubborn.  Something about a move coming up for him and he is being difficult?

Sitter: “Yes, he needs to move into a care home, but he has a stubborn nature even though we all know, including him, that it will be good for him”.

I hope you enjoy those; I know I did!

Until next time,


The Vegan-Endo Diet

If many of you regularly follow my blog posts, you will know that I’ve been a “flexitarian” now for coming on two years.  This means, that I have one or two days a week where I eat no meat at all.  I have noticed, quite startlingly the health benefits this offers, however, due to lifestyle and my family being meat eaters, I’ve never gone full veggie.

Some may also know that I have a chronic autoimmune disease called Endometriosis (you can read about that here).  I recently read on one of my Endo forums that there is a diet you can follow that basically reduces the bodies inflammatory response, which will have a knock-on effect to the pain and growth of Endo.  I saw a diet book recommendation on the forum and hastily downloaded it to my kindle.

I read the book from front to back, it’s by a woman who cured herself of stage four endometriosis by changing the food she ate.  Bearing in mind there is currently no “cure” for Endo, this made me take note.  In a nutshell, the diet is basically a vegan one, except you also cut out or reduce significantly; alcohol, gluten, sugar and caffeine.  Believe me, I know that removing those last-mentioned substances is something like purgatory, so I’m thinking a significant reduction should just about cut it (hopefully).

It’s not only the for the Endo pain and symptom management I want to change my diet.  It’s also because I love animals and don’t feel justified in eating them.  I recently started to watch the documentary “Dominion 2018” and lasted about 6 minutes.  The last scene I watched was of a piglet having its skull cracked on concrete because it was the runt of the litter and would therefore serve no purpose to be alive.  I knew watching this would be the final nail in the coffin for me.

I’ve also just come back from France, where my lovely host Abbie made sure I had veggie as much as possible, but I did find myself slipping on the cheese front toward the end of the week.  I had already decided in my mind that I would be going “semi-vegan” (more about that in a moment) on my return from holiday, so, on my last night of the holiday, at a stopover in a hotel in Orleans, I decided to mark my final journey with red meat by ordering a steak, medium-rare.  A bit like when someone binge eats before starting a diet, I felt this would be a turning point for me.  Well, it certainly was.  That “medium-rare” steak turned out to be still mooing because it had barely touched the pan.  Forgetting that when in France you have to ask for it cooked one level up from what you would over here in the UK, I decided to tuck in none the less.  Unfortunately, my dinner decided to show up again 24 hours later and I spent the whole of my first night back in the UK, being ill in my toilet from food poisoning.

If this wasn’t a big enough sign for me, after years of towing and throwing, I don’t know what is!  Suffice to say that it literally sealed the deal for me, that was the last red meat that will ever pass my lips.

So, what is a semi-vegan?  My plan is this, to go vegan except for eggs, chicken & fish.  I’m doing this in gradual steps.  So, I will probably eat chicken until the end of the year, then it will just be fish, I will slowly cut that out.  I’ve been told by fellow vegan friends that to go cold turkey (no pun intended) is pretty tough going, so staging works well.

Oh and the caffeine removal (not easy at all – I bloody love my coffee) is not as hard as I thought.  I have a wonderful alternative that almost tricks my mind into thinking I’m drinking it.  I’ve gone for Whole Earth Caffeine Free, coffee alternative made from Barley, Figs and Chicory.  To cut out the sugar, I’ve used Erythritol sugar alternative and of course my vegan milk (Hemp Seed).

Today I have been totally vegan (take a look in the photos).  My aim is to have four to five days of this so the integration becomes easier.

I did kind of start the Endo diet five weeks ago and noticed how my pain had reduced on my last period.  It absolutely made a real difference, and this was without cutting out the red meat….so it can only get better (I hope!).

I’m excited about where this journey will take me with my health, I will certainly blog about in in the next few weeks to let you know how it is going!

To give you an insight into today’s food (which was a 100% vegan) here is what I ate;

Breakfast; Oats, Hemp Seed Milk, Chia Seeds, smooth peanut butter, fresh cherries, cocoa nibs & Agave Nectar honey alternative.

Lunch: Twice baked potato with vegan spread & Free From cheese with a mushroom, red onion & watercress salad.

Dinner; Katsu Tofu with Sticky Rice.

I snacked on Fruit during the day.

I think the key here is meal planning, good alternatives and variety.

Feeling strong about this already, I know that giving myself those couple of years to be a Flexi has always been leading me to this path, and I’m excited to give it a go!

Until next time,



Your Health Is Your Wealth

I read that sentence recently and it resonated with me at this time in my life “Health is Wealth”.  I’m practically at the front porch of knocking on forty’s door and this year, this last year of my thirties, I’ve had more chronic health conditions than I think I ever have.   It’s literally been one thing after the other.  I can happily say that I’ve managed to get rid of most of them due to lifestyle change.

I should also note that I have a chronic autoimmune disease, endometriosis, which, even after an operation in 2019 to try and remove it all, has started to creep right back in with a host of symptoms that change from month to month.

So, to cut a long story short, I have realized one very simple thing during the whole lockdown experience of 2020, that if I don’t get my act together now, I am going to spend my next forty years with chronic pain.  Don’t get me wrong, I am a healthy woman in general, however, I can hand on heart say that I learnt consistency this summer.  Gone are the days where I could be really health conscious Monday to Thursday and then just let loose at the weekend, the consistency has to be an everyday thing.

So, as I had a huge amount of time of my hands during lockdown (my therapy practice was closed), I decided to go back to running, every other day.  I also combined this with yoga sessions and the odd online HIIT class.  I up’ed my game with water, like seriously.  Two litres of water (measured out with my special bottle that keeps track) and herbal teas on top of that (I haven’t given up coffee, but I have just one cup a day now).  I’m working on cutting out chocolate and crisps entirely and basically, everything that enters my mouth now is from a fruit, vegetable, pulse or lean meat (I have seven to ten portions a day of veg & fruit now), 98% of every meal I eat is home cooked, with fresh ingredients.  Takeaways are now a thing of the past, or a two-monthly treat, as opposed to twice a week.  Everything is in moderation now, so alcohol is well under the 14 units per week and only on Friday’s and Saturdays.  Even desserts like ice cream I’m saving as a Sunday treat.  Is this too regimented?  I don’t think it is, I don’t feel like I have much of a choice now because as soon as I overindulge in something like white bread or pizza, I feel awful the next day.  I could write a whole blog on exactly what I have been eating, but I will save that for a later post.

With the running and exercise, I make hay while the sun shines.  What does this mean exactly?  My chronic illness means that for one week of the month, I am poorly.  I have what can only be described as a split physical body disorder!  Obviously, I have made that up, but honestly the difference between my heathy days as opposed to my unwell days is startling.  During my good days, I can get up at 7am without so much as a yawn, do housework, do this task, that task, play with my daughter, go for a 4 mile run, come home, prepare a dinner from scratch, do a hobby or something in the evening….with the same amount of energy I started with in the morning.  Then, at around day 19 of my cycle, symptoms begin to creep in.  It starts with nausea after every meal, especially dinner time, it doesn’t matter how slow I eat, I want to vomit for 30 minutes after eating.  Sharp pains intensify, sometimes in my back, mostly on the left side (where my surgeon had to move my ovary that was stuck to my pelvic wall last year), this pain shoots down my leg or constantly grinds in my back.  When my period is due, I have the most intense exhaustion, to the point where sometimes I don’t get dressed.  I can sleep for 12 hours straight but still wake up with the worst brain fog, I forget words, or cannot concentrate, I drop things constantly, I walk into things.  It can be hard for me to hold a conversation….I don’t want to talk to anyone.  I am a complete shadow of the woman that was pacing along the streets with her ear pods in a week earlier!  Sorry for TMI but I have very heavy bleeding that intensifies the pain and lowers my iron levels, meaning I have to up my supplements (and not give up meat, something I have chosen not to do yet until I get my endo under control).  I haven’t got it under control yet, because nothing works for me (from a medical point of view), so I am trying every avenue at the moment, as that one week that it takes from me add’s up to a lot of time in the bigger picture.

As much as I hate this illness, I understand that endo is not the worst illness to have and in comparison, to others, I am very lucky, someone with a life threatening illness would take it any day of the week compared to what they are going through.

So why am I telling you all this?  Is it to gloat about how I’ve managed to stick to a healthy practice routine or that I’ve lost over half a stone by doing this?  No, it isn’t .  Because it has taken me half of my life to understand the importance of good nutrition and proper care for my mental, emotional, physical and spiritual needs and this year, during one of the worst times in our recent modern history, I cracked it.  I tell you this because if you, like me, are approaching the mid-life years, or are well into the your winter years, if you are not educating yourself about your health and trying to do better, then you need to bear the consequences of what that means to you.  I understand that some conditions are not our fault (as you have read, I have one of those) but, we are all responsible to make healthy choices to ease what we have been dealt with and to prevent other things from starting, because believe me, if you neglect your body now, they will come.

So, today is the youngest you will EVER be.  Why not make hay whilst the sun shines and start implementing some better choices, practices and plan how you want your future to look?  I personally want to retain the feeling I have, on my well days, for as long as possible, well into my golden years!  It is a fact that we are all living longer now.  It is so easy, when you are in your twenties and thirties to think you have all this time and that cause and effect doesn’t really apply when you are young…..well actually, you are wrong.  I think for a the lucky very few, they can get away with drinking, smoking, eating crap all their life, but let’s face it, we are not all Keith Richards are we?  So I say, do it like the French do, everything you love in moderation, find the balance, know what foods your body wants and needs, avoid those that make you feel awful and move your body (if you don’t use it……you lose it).

Until next time,



The Lockdown Highs n Lows

I found this blog post this morning, it was six weeks into Lockdown.  I forgot I wrote it………I didn’t post it then, I don’t know why?  But, I’m going to post it now.  It might resonate with some people, I hope it does:


Some people may have noticed that I have not written a single blog post since lockdown started here in the UK.  The simple answer as to why this is, is because the motivation has not been there.  I remember seeing the Government announcement and then knowing this was a long road ahead, blinked and it’s been like six weeks.

My experience of this whole thing has been up and down, also feeling guilty really, we are in prison that is beautiful, we have life’s luxuries, food and the chance to go out and exercise once a day.  If I were comparing this to world war two, the NHS staff would be the front line soldiers, the essential workers (supermarkets, food deliveries, essential services, farmers etc) would be the work force effort keeping the country afloat and the rest would be the evacuees, out of the line of fire, out of harm’s way, that would be me, I would fall into that category.  Really, nothing to complain about.  But everything is relative in this life, and I’ve noticed that this week, my own personal week six, that I’ve felt at my lowest and others have too, so, I’m going to sum up my experience below, it’s not a poem, I don’t even know what it is, but it sums it up, perhaps someone else can relate:

Morning, coffee, dog on lap, same routine…… time of day

Quiet time……………….two…….three……breath……list what I am grateful for……

Look out the window, I notice the weather more now

Spring in full bloom, we have been gifted good weather

Make breakfast, sort dog, unload dishwasher

Washing, sort, machine, line to dry

Coffee time husband, same chair, room, conference call, communicate via sign language, T for tea, C for Coffee…..its always C lately

Dish washer……..

“Mum…..mum……..mum………” one child, no playmates, I’m her all now, no time for being selfish

Painting, barbie, bat and ball……..washing

Food and dishwasher

And breath again……..

Social media, news, conspiracy theorist…….blood slightly boiling

Anxiety………and breath

Almost four, cooking time, music on, and relax

Husband downstairs, family time, golden time, best time

Night time……….another day tick

Morning, coffee, dog on lap…..

And breath……..

Wave to neighbours…….talk to neighbours………social interaction is a blessing…..

Breakfast, dish washer, “Mum……..mum………..”

Run today, free today, move out of the way, especially for older people……

Runners high then lunch……this is like a holiday…

Then crash……..feel tearful, grateful, lucky

Do some sketching…….

Can’t start the book I started……….

Food, dishwasher………cleaning……..the house looks like someone is squatting in it……

Rock painting, bike riding, dog walking, no school work……..absolutely no school work

Shit mum – look at everyone else?  Look what they did today,

Today we stayed in our PJ.s………

Dishwasher, food, washing and breath………

One, two, three, four……..what am I grateful for?

Work…….someone wants a reading, or do a facebook live?  Start a virtual meditation group…….never even done that before, turns out it works quite well…..

Dinner time, best time, family time, golden time……what about people on their own?

How blessed am I?

It’s nighttime,

Its morning time, its coffee and dog time,

I look out the window, I never knew I would be forced to be mindful……but I am………

So just breath, today I feel better, tomorrow might not,

I cried twice this week, once in the kitchen and then on the phone to mum…….still have mum, feeling grateful,

Dishwasher, food, silly dances with a happy eight year old, Minecraft live, sticky fingers and chicken nuggets,

Laughing at facebook posts, crying at others……

Dinner, husband, doesn’t talk, bad day, Covid-King that’s his name now, that’s what his job is now,

When the weekend comes it’s a saving grace, hot tub, fun and relaxed husband……..

What am I grateful for?

For life, love, friends and health……..will never take that for granted again……..

Dishwasher, food………and breath.

What am I grateful for?

Until next time,



This isn’t my normal topic of blogging, but seeing as the world has started to seem more and more surreal like I’m living in my very own Black Mirror episode…..I thought I should write about my experience during the weirdness of it all.

How strange, before the news of the virus broke out in January, I started to overbuy toilet roll.  I didn’t need anymore, I have a family of 3, we don’t need loads of resources, but I found myself subconsciously hitting the “pack of 16 toilet roll” button on my weekly online shopping order……..then I realized that I had quite a stock and boom, Corona Virus hits and I have enough loo roll.  What was I picking up on exactly?  Maybe a coincidence but…….

I also haven’t felt “right” since Xmas.  My mood has been low, with no explanation for this, I just couldn’t shake it.  I’m now pretty convinced that I was picking up on future energies, this has happened before, however shorter-term when we have experienced a close terrorist attack.

I’ve also had this awful feeling of running out of food for a good 12 months now, I’ve even mentioned it to friends that there is something that didn’t’ sit right with me every time I went into a supermarket…..I now know why I was getting this feeling.

The night before things started to “get real” with the Virus, I had a dream that we were all wearing face masks, on a boat but trapped, limited travel, being stuck and separated from each other.

Anyway, enough of this negativity.  That can only get you so far, and I am sure that the food isn’t going to run out completely!  If anything, this crisis will help us appreciate more, learn how to be resourceful, thrifty and lift the human spirit so that we help others in need, join together to raise our vibrations collectively.

I do believe this is happening to us because Mother Earth needs to restore balance, remember that limited window that humans have to make sure that we make a conscious effort to start reversing climate change?  Well I believe we were never going to make that target, and the higher consciousness knew we were not either, so, on an energetic level, this virus was manifested to restore balance, to force us to stop in our tracks…..which is exactly what it is doing.  There will be causalities here, there will be death, loss and deep sadness.  But from this, there will also be a new day dawning, one where people are more in tune with nature, Earth, the Universe, their spirituality.

As I was walking to the local shop this morning (to literally buy the last loo roll pack on the shelf, not for me may I add!), I heard the birds singing and felt the breeze on my face.  It struck me how I find such peace in nature, in being outside, in connecting with birds, animals and the source that is connected to every living natural thing.  I remember that the reason I feel such peace with that is that nature is what we are all connected too, and what we go back to when we die.  The blossom is out too, which always gives me a warm feeling inside, it also makes me sneeze and sends my hay fever into overdrive…… the time I got into the corner shop I was sneezing like I had a full-on cold…..I could almost feel the shop owner grimace as he handed me my 4 pack of Andrex, with his green surgical latex gloves.

Until next time,


The Power Of Therapists

No matter what their specialty is, whether they are healers, massage therapists, psychics or aromatherapists, acupuncturists, the list goes on, I am always so amazed and inspired by the natural healing abilities all of these different modalities.

Last Friday I had a treat day, I had three self-care type experiences booked in for myself, my regular facial, reiki treatment and reading with a psychic.  What I found was on that day, not only did I feel fantastic at the end of it, but I got something from each and every one of those therapists.

For example, during my facial with my lovely therapist, she did a beautiful neck and shoulder massage.  Her hands are particularly hot, there are no surprises that she is a Reiki practitioner also.  After she spent quite a bit of time massaging between my shoulder blades, she asked me if I have pain between my shoulders, on one particular side, as she could feel a heat spot there.  Sure enough, I have a weak area on that very spot that can cause me immense pain if it gets triggered.  My therapist’s healing hands are able to detect heat spots on the client’s bodies, she has done this with others, she can feel the exact area that needs healing.

After this appointment I then went to see a lovely friend and neighbour who I do regular therapy swaps with, it was my turn and I had chosen Reiki.  During the amazing session, at the very end, after feeling deeply relaxed I started to see a vision.  A vision is something that is played out in your mind however, it’s not coming from you.  As I looked into the darkness of my own eyes, suddenly it became sepia and I started to watch what can only be described as a movie scene.  First of all, I saw two Chinese people with masks on which made me think of the Coronavirus outbreak.  Then I was shown different hands, lots and lots and lots of different pairs of hands, all healing, all helping the world to heal.  It is like I was being given a message about how profound and very important healing is, on a natural level as well as a medicinal one.  To back this up, my lovely therapist told me that she saw, in her mind’s eye, a vision of lots of people joined together by their hands….healing.  We were certainly both being shown a message here.

Then, in the evening, I had a psychic reading with a lovely lady I had never met before.  After an incredible 40 minutes or so, where she practically told me everything that I have been thinking, feeling and planning with my business, the most profound bit came.

In January I had a vivid dream that I was sitting in a circle of people, and one person, a young black man, really stood out.  He was wearing old type robes and looking right at me, repeating the word: “Malachi…….Malachi……..Malachi”, I even woke up saying the word.  So, I instantly googled it and Malachi is from Biblical times, translating into “Spirit Messenger”.  I took this as a nice sign that I am on the right path, particularly with my mediumship.

However, fast forward to my reading with the lovely psychic, at the end of the reedling I could see her struggling with a word and then it flew out of her mouth “They are saying, Malachi.  Mean anything to you?”.  The hairs on the back of my arms went up.  I told her about my dream.  The psychic said that not only does she feel that the young black chap was actually a new guide (I had a feeling of this too recently), but this word has something to do also with Reiki.  She told me about a Reiki course, which sounds very much like Malachi and they want me to go on it, she even recommended a Reiki Master for me, which turns out, is my Reiki master!  So, after our session, I contacted my Reiki Master and she told me the course is called “Muny Ki” and is a 3-day course which allows you to receive sacred rites, bringing in much positive change, healing, and transformation, that you can also pass on to others.

So, there you go, three different therapists, three different modalities, and amazing experiences with each.

Your spiritual and emotional wellbeing is so important, never overlook an alternative healer or someone that works with the energies, as this can be powerful stuff, powerful stuff indeed!

Until next time,


Coronavirus Predictions

Ok so I have never done this before, but I wanted to see how well the tarot picks up on current affairs and situations that are going on a wider scale.  Take a look at what I found (this is published a day before the UK Government publishes their plans further to the Covid-19 outbreak in the UK):


There are significant financial changes due to this virus, whatever happens, it will have an impact on our economy.  It’s as if all priorities will be going on the healing of the nation, and we will worry about the rest after.  So, there will be measures put in place to help stop the spread of this to make sure that people are healed over money.

A decision has been made by the government and it will be quick and to the point, they are going to make a decision that could be detrimental to the economy and I feel like this is something that has never been done before, its new territory.  They feel it’s necessary and it means that financially there could be implications, later on, they are going to take a huge sum of money from one budget and use it for the treatment of containing the outbreak.  They are basically giving the NHS a huge injection of cash to build specialized pods or that type of thing on site.


They will ask people to come back into the NHS that no longer work there (retired), people who have qualifications for nursing or medicine, asking them to pick up their tools again, asking people that used to work for the NHS that are now living abroad, asking them to come back.  This has a very good outcome.  They will have pods outside the hospitals to look after the sick and that seems to work, some form of technology that is good for containment but I’m not sure what that means but whatever this plan is, that is good.


People are still expected to work, however, there are certain things that they will leave, some industries will continue as normal, but others left half-finished?  (not quite sure what this means).  Big functions and music and sporting things that haven’t been finished yet, that will have to be reevaluated or put on hold for the near future.


Schools – this is the biggest dilemma they face in terms of making a decision.  They are in two minds with this, because money is an issue.  It is key, in terms of their decision making.  With the NHS they will throw cash at it but with schools, it’s like they don’t want them to close because ultimately it costs too much.  Managing balance appears to be key here (there seems to be a big divide in opinion with this), because of the money and impact it will cause.  They will keep deliberating on this, it’s not an overnight decision.  It feels as if Wales or Scotland will have a different decision to England, the nation will be divided.  One of our other nations will do something different.  I feel schools will remain open but bigger classes to accommodate the lack of teachers.  Some special measures too but this is a slower process.  They are going to monitor this carefully before making a rash decision of pulling kids out.

The Outcome

There will be stress before happiness, segregation, and decisions that are made that could affect people and there are tension and fighting amongst people, this is more to do with sick pay and decision coming top-down and the employees not being happy about this.  There will be ill people here, and having to be careful of who you are around.

3 months – before it gets better, however, the ending is very promising, in 3 months it will be 99% contained, it will peak in the middle of that but it has a good outcome.

Until next time,


So I Just Went For It

Recently I met a lovely new client who said something to me which rang a little bell in my heart.  She told me that sometimes, she has this inner feeling of knowing, like an energetic feeling, that something big is coming her way, like something good, derived from happiness, like, her purpose.  I understood exactly what she meant; this is the first time I’ve heard someone else say out loud what I often feel myself.

However, it’s been hard to hear it lately, as sometimes, like everyone else, I can have days when I feel low and not really sure why.  I don’t think this weather is helping (that makes me sound like my nan) but seriously, it’s been overcast since about November, hasn’t it?  Anyway, I’ve had to dig deep for the motivation that normally just spills out of me with ease, I’ve had a real brain fog lately, sometimes even worrying that the best of my ambition has gone like my 30s are about to go behind me………can you believe that negativity?  That is not my normal vibe.  I want to stress that as soon as that creeps in, I deal with it, like, I’m not having that, at all.

So, when this happens, I go back to basics with my mental health, everything I teach my students on my Law Of Attraction Course: Routine, Self-Care, De-Stress, Back To Nature.  Go walking (I notice a direct link to my mental health and how often I get out walking with my dog Seb), meditation (I fell asleep to the Shipping Forecast the other night, it was lush!), exercise, good diet, loads of water, going within myself to find inner peace, less worry and more “home” time.  What do I mean by home time?  Home is the place inside you that is safe, yours and is where you are connected to the source of all that is, it’s your energetic life force that tells you that you have absolutely nothing at all to fear.  Have you found yours yet?

After months of preparing to launch my Law Of Attraction Course online, it was ready to launch today (Monday 24th Feb).  I think this has contributed to my feeling of unease.  I’m about to embark on something that I’ve been working toward and thinking about for ages.  Last year I imagined what it would be like to launch my LOA course, online, to a wider audience.  I had no idea how to even start, but using the power of manifestation, I managed to get all the knowledge, resources and contacts I needed, and low and behold, I manifested it.  Now comes the fear bit, the bit where I wonder if it will do well.  I always say this, it’s not about the money for me, it’s about the impact and the connection to fellow humans, that’s what I get excited about, but then I am fearful if it won’t be received with love, I had a few hurtful comments when I initially sent an advert out (not from my page likers or local community should I add), this did scare me a bit, but then I must remember that being scared is a block to reaching out for your dreams, fear must be overcome and moved to the side.

What am I trying to say with this week’s post?  I guess it is, going back to that feeling in the first paragraph.  Once we have found our life’s purpose, it puts us in a flow of energy and gives us a feeling unlike any other we have ever experienced.  It’s personal, it’s not about anyone else.  It’s like we are fulfilling a subconscious dream that we came here to do, we recognize it like an old friend, and hand in hand we navigate a path together, meeting new people along the way, having incredible experiences at each crossroads, letting our gut take us there and nodding in agreement because we know it’s the right way, the right direction.

People always say to me that they don’t know what their purpose is.  I can’t answer that for people, it’s something you must find within yourself.  My purpose is connecting to the spirit world, proving life after death exists and most of all, helping others of this life journey with grief, worry, and pain.  I know I am lucky that I found my purpose, but all I did was listen to my inner voice.  What is yours telling you?

Once you find it, listen, understand it and let it guide you.  Then, just go for it, please just go for it!

Until next time



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Be a sceptic, not a cynic!

What is the difference between a sceptic and a cynic?  Here is my definition;

A sceptic is a person who has an open mind and wishes to seek out evidential research to support ideas, opinions and facts.  In my mind, we should all be sceptics with everything, be open minded, explore, research and investigate.

A cynic is a closed minded individual who has a strong belief system and opinion on a subject, without doing any research, investigation or experiment on the contrary.  In my opinion, a cynic is ignorant.

One of the hardest things I have had to stomach about coming “out” as a psychic medium is the occasional (and sometimes constant) back lash from the non-believer.  It’s awful, archaic and sometimes makes me question everything, not my ability or the fact that life continues after death, I think what hurts me the most is that some people whole heartedly believe that anyone associated to this industry is a con artist.

Sometimes it has made me want to retreat inside myself, sometimes it has made me ask myself why I continue on this journey, if it can trigger such a hateful reaction in other people, but then I have to remember that this is a very small minority, that the number of people that are helped, comforted and informed by this line of work, does and has to outweigh the shadow of fear and darkness that appears to fall on the people that go out of their way to make it known to mediums that they believe them to be lying, fraudulent, and scam artists.

The fact of the matter is, in every single industry there are liars, frauds and scam artists.  But because of what we are dealing with in my industry, it’s an easy target for some hefty criticism.  Unfortunately, there are fraudulent people in this line of work.  But there are also people that have had their own psychic experiences, or near death experiences, or shared death experiences, there are palliative care nurses that have witnessed countless death bed communications, or near death communications, there are people that have seen ghosts, predicted events, heard voices, had astral and out of body experiences whilst asleep….the list goes on, the evidence is vast.

The people that are throwing insults usually are ignorant when it comes to the study of the paranormal.  They haven’t researched, experimented, or probably have not had their own experiences to draw contemplation on.  They would argue that because they don’t’ have these experiences it means that it is all nonsense.  There is a reason they do not have these experiences.  Their logical minds will not accept anything outside of material matter, they are completely closed off from anything outside of their physical five senses.  Let’s put it this way, if a spirit that has passed on is trying to communicate with this type of person, they might as well give up, because nothing is penetrating their force field, it’s like a thick wall of aura that is letting nothing and I mean nothing in.

I promise you that behind every single one of these people, there is a big element of fear that drives their thought process.  Some may be heavily caught up in the material world, finding their happiness outside of themselves and never taking inner contemplation to ask the bigger questions.  Others might be under strict religious dogma and have been brainwashed, conditioned to not think or be guided by themselves.

I have even had a woman enter my home and told me to stop dealing with the devil.  This woman has had her own mediumistic experiences and prophecies and once had an infinity with angels and crystals.  Unfortunately, she also suffers from very low self-esteem, confidence issues and anxiety.  She found religion and the fear started to creep into her, felt it upon herself to knock on my door and try to scare me into submission and join her religion.  She was not spreading love, inspiration or guidance.  She was spreading fear, segregation and dogma.  I have no issues with religion at all, but what I found interesting is that (inadvertently) I was made to feel terrible.  She wasn’t trying to be hateful, but she felt she had to save me from an awful fate.  She was so scared that if she didn’t follow the rules of her religion that she would go to hell, and me too if I didn’t follow it as well.

Heaven and Hell?  No.  Low and high vibrational frequencies, residing in a place where there are other spirits just like you when you pass on?  Yes.  There can be a segregation in the afterlife, but it depends on YOU.  Not what others think of you.  It’s no other human beings’ job to judge anyone else.  You judge yourself, that’s what spirituality is.  It’s about inner work, healing and contemplation. Of course you must treat others kindly and with love and respect, if you are happy, fulfilled and at peace in the inside, that outside stuff will come naturally to you.

I don’t need to follow a group of people or teachings to know who I am or where I came from.  I knew that from a child that I was a kid from the Universe and that all around us, there are things going on, things that our human eye is not able to see, our human ears are not able to hear, but does that mean they are not there?  I appreciate that we are not all born mediums, and that if you are, you get an advantage when it comes to all this stuff.  But still, even if you are not born a sensitive, does not give you an excuse to be hateful, does it?

Another question that comes up often is, if you have this gift, why do you charge money for it?  The answer to that would be, because money is our human currency and we can’t buy food on good wishes and a hug.  That sounds awful doesn’t it?  But it is true.  To give time, full time, as a job, you must charge, we must exchange energy for something back, otherwise there is no natural balance and equilibrium, temperance is vital for a healthy and happy earth life.  I would pay a doctor, an artist, a therapist, I would pay anyone who has given their time to me.  A medium is a skill and a job, it’s a job of communication, like a translator.

To become a professional medium, takes years of dedication and training.  This in itself is costly in terms of man hours and money.  It’s all well and good getting visions, hearing voices and feeling stuff but you need to learn how to speak the language of spirit, otherwise communication breaks down.  I do not charge for mediumship currently, because even after 5 years of formal development, a life time of experiencing spirit people and signs, and most importantly, some mind blowing evidence from spirit, I still refuse to charge people until I am 100% confident that every single person that walks through my door believes without a doubt that their loved one was with them during their sitting.

So, I will not let the haters and fear mongers stop me on this journey.  I will continue to treat people with the love and respect that I would like to hope they can find it in their hearts to treat me with.  I will not be negative, spread fear, dogma or have extremist views.

Being spiritual is about accepting us all as humans, believing in finding happiness from within, and allowing the source of all that is, the Universal love of all that is, to run through us, each and every one of us, no matter what race, colour, religion or creed.

Until next time,