My darling cat Tabasco would have been 16 today. He died 6 months ago. He hadn’t been too well for a few days and had started having fits. When the vet saw him he said that without further tests they couldn’t diagnose what was wrong. I didn’t want to put him through any invasive tests or any harrowing treatment, and More →
A conversation on the Deep State Consciousness podcast hosted by Richard Cox. We discussed how I began to engage with my grief following Jeremy’s death and the crucial role mediumship played in doing so. The podcast can also be heard on the DSC page or on iTunes
I had a rather cryptic message from my friend Sian on Friday.
“Do you have a red kurti/dress? And also how do you feel about a short walk in the woods early Sunday morning to catch the mist? The two are connected to a photo idea.” More →
A paragraph from Chapter 22 It was an article in the Guardian that started me thinking about the idea of legacy. The article, ‘Top Five Regrets of the Dying’, was based on a book written by a palliative nurse, Bronnie Ware. She had spent years caring for people in their final hours and they had shared their thoughts with her More →
A paragraph from Chapter 21 Today, I don’t fear death because I believe death is not the end; it is merely part of my soul’s journey. And so, like with everything I do in life, I make preparations for my journey. When my time comes, my assistant, Peta, knows exactly where to find all my instructions, as well the items More →
A paragraph from Chapter 17 I turned to look at Jeremy, sure that he would be having the same thoughts. But in that moment, something shifted. His whole face and body relaxed. The strain of all the past weeks and months disappeared and his face slipped into an expression of calm repose. It happened in seconds. In the same few More →
Hearing about someone dying – no matter what the circumstances – is never easy. On Tuesday I got a call from the MIND offices to let me know that one of my fellow Voices of Mind had taken her own life earlier this week. Although I didn’t know Becki well, and had only met her a couple of times, I More →