tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43635075903563479412024-03-14T12:24:25.136+11:00The Magic of LifeRosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-24105376092283231742013-09-02T22:51:00.001+10:002013-09-03T10:37:16.325+10:00Email tributes to Andrew after his death<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">4/9/13</span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">So sorry to hear about</span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew</span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">'s departure. He was a good man and will be missed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Lots of love to you.</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Irene and Robert</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">4/9/13<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I knew when we met you guys last xmas it was the last
time I would see</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">, it was nice to be able to say goodbye.
He was one of the most generous, compassionate, and caring individuals I have
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">4/9/13<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Dear Rosemary,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">So sorry for your loss, but
also so glad to read that</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">passed so peacefully and that you were
able to be with him till the very end.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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him; you clearly had a wonderful, loving marriage, and he was clearly a
wonderful man.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">4/9/13<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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extremely gentle man, more highly evolved than many. I am so glad he slipped
away peacefully. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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You are right,</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">touched
a lot of people in his life in a special way. It is heart warming to hear of
such a peaceful passing.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">4/9/13<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">He was a lovely man and an inspiration to many including me. I loved his
‘no bullshit’ approach to tasks and his writing was elegant and very readable.
Many of us will miss him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Lots and lots of love at this difficult time<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">I am sorry to read today that</span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew </span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">has gone. As you
have said, he will be missed by many whom he has touched in this
life. I will remember him as we talked for hours on the image </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Andrew </span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">had of "putting
things right". He was a blessed man too as he had 20 years with you
in his life, as you were blessed having him in your life.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
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<span style="background: white;">All my love and prayers are with you at this
time.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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at this time. The love between yourself and</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> was
lovely to be around and of course I love that you both shared my home in the
mountains of the Tweed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">We were sorry to hear that</span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew </span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">had finally slipped
away but pleased that he had obviously been at peace and with people around him
he loved and who loved him.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
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<span style="background: white;">It must have been wonderful to have spent
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we spent time with you both - both in Australia and on our trip round the
UK. </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew </span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">was always so curious and interested in things and enjoyed exploring
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<span style="background: white;">You will always have those wonderful memories
and we hope they will sustain you during the coming weeks.</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">With all our love.</span><br />
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his wonderful life. all of us who love him, miss him and cherish our sharing
time with him, especially for me having seen him recently and being with you
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<span style="background: white;">the angels are celebrating his arrival as he
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bit of a toss up who was more in awe of whom when it came to </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Andrew’s </span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">and my ongoing bucket
list achievements. I loved the way he would always immerse himself smack
bang in the centre of what was cutting edge spiritually.... whether his
consciousness could catch up or not. For that I will always smile and say
well done</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew, </span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">you really lived your life as Carpe Diem!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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dignity. Although we never met him over those many years I'm sure that if we
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">He certainly was a mentor to many.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">love and blessings to you Roger & Rosslyn<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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human being less, with the departure of</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.5pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">from our midst.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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such a HUGE loss, especially as he is/was SUCH a loving man. <i><u>Love SHONE
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<span style="background: white;">The small time I knew him I found him a
gentle man, with an amazing sense of humour. </span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Andrew</span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">'s blue eyes would
twinkle to suggest there was a secret he knew that no else did. Andrew was
interested in what I had to say in writing and gave generously his time and
opinion.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
<span style="background: white;">A gentleman that this world is sorry to lose
yet a pleasure to have met.</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">My thoughts are with you, and his children</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Regards Jan Busch</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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beautiful way. All worlds are here, he has just begun to see them as he moves
to the next dimension. Love be with you, as his physical leaves his spirit
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knowing that</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew </span><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">touched my and Tom’s hearts deeply. Love and peace be with you</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> <span style="background: white;">always <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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passing away. We will miss his adventurous inquiring spirit ,his
cheerful voice and fond friendship. Thank you for sharing so eloquently
all the warm and challenging moments you shared with him. I can relate as I
have just spent 2 weeks <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at my Mum's
bedside last month. We hold you in our love and thoughts as you face all the
changes ahead. I look forward to reading</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> Andrew</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">'s
"Jorell" story to our grand children one day while remembering the
inspiration that achievement was, to go for your goals no matter what
age! We also admire his contribution to youth through the Discovery course. We
will miss him dearly .<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">Rest in Peace Andrew E Wade.
You were, and are, loved by many. You will be remembered for all the
good things you did with your life, the wonderful care, love and
companionship you gave to our darling Rosemary Nissen-Wade, your hospitality, your humour, your questing mind, and curiosity about the world. Blessings to you. — </span>Satya Helen Patrice</div>
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Dear Rosemary, Thank you so much for the message. My loving energy goes to you.
This is for you and Andrew. Like all, I too will miss the 'Squire'. Yet,
I am blessed with many, many wonderful memories.
The beautiful flowers from the 'Pilbara' region ...
Love and Joy,
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Dear Rosemary, my love and blessings to you as you journey with Andrew's passing - thank you for letting me know. A strong rainbow bridge built between worlds as he travels, and your Light remains stabilised here - what a gift for the Universe!
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The ceremony and sharing for Andrew's departure was profound. I think it is the first time I have attended a funeral other than Thailand and Nepal where it is considered liberation to leave the body. He has left a trail of enlightened beings. Love Kay
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Andrew Wade was the most unusual of men and I adored him. </div>
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I enjoyed Friday writing sessions with him, and missed him heaps when he wasn’t well enough to come. I loved it when he read his work - I doubt anyone could imbue a war story with more compassion than Andrew did. And, he was fun and funny!<br />
I came from an abusive marriage years ago, so I was fascinated by the fact that he was SO comfortable in his masculinity he was able to show care and compassion and love for those around him, whilst still being a "bloke". Andrew was one of only two men in my life that I would hold up to my boys as an example of how a “real” man ought to behave.<br />
So no, he was not your average bloke. <br />
When I was diagnosed with metastasized cancer I would get phone calls on my mobile that would include no preamble: no, "hi, this is Andrew." Rather, “What about so and so…?”or, "I've had another thought..." and go on to tell me about the possible natural treatment he'd thought might help, or a new age 'something' he'd just remembered might help get me through the chemo symptoms. Each time this happened it brightened my day heaps and now and then, when I tried them, they were a great help. <br />
Then there was the day when things looked very bleak indeed, and I answered the phone to, “I was thinking of you, and wanted to make sure you were okay.” Way to go on the ESP, Andrew – you saved my butt that day! <br />
And of course, he was always telling me to remain positive. And I did - and I’m well again. And I only wish he were, too. Words are so useless at times, so let’s just go with - I’m really going to miss you, Andrew. Lots of love, Cheryl</div>
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It feels slightly silly communicating with you because you're not here any longer, but if it is true that there does exist another life when we die then maybe it’s not so silly.</div>
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If it wasn't for you, I don’t think I would be who I am. You are the reason why I believe there is a more spiritual and progressive way of thinking. You are the reason that inspired me to look inside and believe in myself. </div>
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Mum was the pragmatic one, the one who for a lot of my growing up refused to believe there is a God or a God energy . If you had not been around I think I would have been a different person. </div>
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I just want you to know that you were a great dad. Someone who although wasn't the regular father figure, you always tried to inspire Duncan, Adam and I. </div>
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We all love you so much. You are an inspiration and you have left a gap in the world. We were lucky to have you as a dad and I know for every step I took, you were there like a guardian angel, helping me along the way. When there was a fork in the road or I was going through a rough patch, you were there gently encouraging me to take a path that allowed me to grow and become a better person. </div>
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Love you dad forever, CC xxxxxxx</div>
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"To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch . . . to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!" <br />
~Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), American essayist, lecturer, and poet, who led the Transcendentalist movement of the mid-19th century<br />
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I have just finished reading a book about death, a beautiful book called The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak. It is narrated by Death — who, in the book, is quite a decent bloke. At one point he remarks that a difference between humans and himself is that humans have the good sense to die.<span class="s1"><br /></span>Today would have been my dearest's 84th birthday. But he died when he was still 83. Eight and three make 11, the number of mastery. And he had mastered his life by its end. He had mellowed considerably from the lovable but exasperating little dynamo he so often used to be. He had absolutely entered into unconditional love. Sometimes, from dementia, he was like a child. But it was a light dementia, and even at his most confused moments he knew how to be loving, and was most concerned that I should know I was loved. (I did know. I do know.) He was like that in his many lucid moments, too.<span class="s1"><br /></span>He had the good sense to die just at the point where his body stopped working. Up until then, although he had pain and frailty, limitations and frustrations, his quality of life outweighed its drawbacks. He died just at the point where it was going to become the other way about. <span class="s1"><br /></span>He was a great communicator during his life, and since his death he has been in communication with those who are able to perceive it. So we know that he is busy and happy, interested and engaged as always. Resting in peace? Not exactly. But his earthly troubles are over. He lived a long life, experienced joy and adventure, and contributed a lot to the wellbeing of others. <span class="s1"><br /></span>I miss him like hell, remember him well, and cannot wish that he had lingered longer. I was very lucky to be with him for those 20 brilliant years.<br />
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Beautiful Words Rosemary....full of love and light....I remember his restlessly enthusiastic spirit seeking seeking seeking....questioning and wondering....ready to appreciate and value others....and I remember your first years together. Wishing you all the best and sending you love on this day which still remains his birthday even though he has moved on....Lots of Love Ursula </div>
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Thank you again for allowing us into your world beautiful woman... BIG Hugs to you and to Andrew... a stunning Man. — Katherine Cunningham</div>
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<br />Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-34391768890868992062012-12-17T08:56:00.001+11:002013-09-02T02:52:37.041+10:00Youth (Light-)Worker<br />
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<span class="s1">Since his death, he has made his presence felt in various ways to a number of friends and family members. It's no great surprise that he gave one of them to understand that he is now engaged in helping young people. She thought he meant helping youngsters who die to cross over without trauma or confusion.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">People who have been reading my poetry blogs and/or the 'Shifting Fog' blog will know that my darling husband Andrew passed away on September 3rd after 18 days in hospital and 11 in Heritage Lodge nursing home. In both places he was beautifully looked after. Basically his body just broke down, quite rapidly, and it's a blessing that he is now free of its restrictions. His last days were comfortable, peaceful, without pain, and full of love. This is what I posted about it in various places online:</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>My beautiful man passed away today about 3.40 in the afternoon. The nursing home phoned me just after breakfast so I went straight there and our dear friend Maureen joined me there, and we sat with him all day. The nursing home fed us, and we reminisced about him and his life, and talked to him too, and held his hands, knowing he could feel and hear us although he was unable to respond. He was very peaceful and comfortable all day, and went quickly and easily. He did wonderful things in his life, and was a treasured friend and mentor to many. I have been very blessed to have 20 years with this incredibly loving man.</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1">He and I weren't into funerals. We have been to a few, because that is how things are usually done in our culture, but we agreed that we didn't want that for ourselves or each other (being anti-gloom, and considering a body to be just an empty shell). His body was cremated at the funeral home. The ashes have been shipped to his children in Victoria, who will hold a memorial for his many friends living there who wish to pay their last respects. </span></div>
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<span class="s1">Here in the Mt Warning Caldera, in the Northern Rivers region of NSW, where we have lived for most of our marriage, we had a gathering of his closest local friends, by invitation. Here are the details —</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>We are not holding a funeral as such for Andrew. His body will be cremated privately and the ashes shipped to his oldest son in Victoria. His children will arrange a memorial service for his family and his many friends down there. </i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>You, his dear friends and soul family in the Caldera, are invited to a commemoration at noon on Sunday September 9 at Kouranga Hermitage, North Tumbulgum (the home of our friends Maureen and Alan). It will be a simple gathering of friends, to celebrate Andrew's life and acknowledge his place in ours. Please dress pretty, bring a small plate to share, some wine or whatever else you would like to drink, and a flower for the altar.</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Dearest Rosemary</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>My thoughts have been with you all week since Andrew’s passing and of course, remembering Andrew as I have known him the past 12 years since we first met. I am so glad that John and I had our visit with you and Andrew in June when he was still at home.</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Even though I could see his health deterioration since my last visit in December, there was still much of the real Andrew present. His laugher, his entrepreneurial streak and his humour still shone through.</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>My memories of Andrew are and will be enduring. His wonderful clear blue eyes which so easily filled with tears of compassion for others, his rich, deep throated laughter, his ability with the written and spoken word and his deep feelings for others and most of all, his constant and enduring love for Rosemary.</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Andrew, along with Rosemary, made every event important and meaningful. I remember the times they attended Kouranga, dressed in their best colourful outfits and Andrew usually in his suit to mark any and every occasion. </i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Rosemary without Andrew will be like bread without butter. Yet we know that Andrew will be available to Rosemary whenever she whispers his name in the loneliest darkness of nights, when the memories and tears visit her as well as the times when peace and tranquillity will settle on Rosemary for the love shared and memories made with Andrew. He will live on in your heart and soul Rosemary and will walk and be with you every step you take in your new life without him. </i></span><br />
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<span class="s1">Some other people spoke about Andrew, while the rest listened with smiles or even laughter. Kay spoke of him 'rediscovering' her in recent times and rekindling their friendship. (What she didn't say was that when he was so ill that I couldn't leave him alone even for a few minutes, she would come and sit with him every Wednesday afternoon after work, so that I could go out for a short walk. Some other days I had in-home respite carers, and could fit in a walk while out, but for minimum fitness I needed the extra time Kay provided. It was during those times that they talked and renewed the long friendship. His in-home carers, too, always mentioned how interesting he was to converse with.)</span></div>
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<span class="s1">Del reminisced about a series of singing workshops where we met many years ago. (A number of lasting friendships originated there.) The teacher had some innovative methods to get us to free our voices. Del particularly recalled an occasion when we became 'goddesses' and stripped off to sit in the creek and sing from 'the fishhook in our crotch'. She decided to keep her cottontails on, and Andrew his Y-fronts. She was affectionately amused that he, the only male, was willing to participate as a goddess.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">Dinah said Andrew had given her a message to bring some rosemary to put on the altar, which she did. She also said he wanted us to name a flower after him, as there was no Andrew flower, and to make up a song for him. We didn't take up these suggestions, but it occurs to me now that because Maureen had put so many azaleas on and around the altar, in future I will always associate azaleas with Andrew. (Which is doubly appropriate as we had a huge azalea bush growing in the first home we shared, in Brighton, Melbourne. Andrew transplanted it from somewhere else, I nurtured it successfully, and we saw it as something of a symbol of our relationship.)</span></div>
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<span class="s1">I remarked that Andrew was evidently enjoying his new freedom. Already a number of people had reported seeing visions of him, receiving communications from him, or feeling his presence. </span>I told them that, when I'd shared this with one friend, he said doubtfully, 'But I don't think he's trapped on this plane,' and I said, 'No, I think he's flying free. But as a psychic medium, I believe he can be in many places simultaneously. I know the dead are only a thought away.'</div>
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<span class="s1">I was sure that, as soon as he died, he rushed home to see our cats. They were vaguely pissed off all the time he was in the hospital and the nursing home before he died, but when Maureen and Alan brought me home that night, they were frisky, playful and happy!</span></div>
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<span class="s1">Feeling a little daring, but trusting those present, I then shared that, during his final illness, when I wasn't visiting him I had distracted myself in various ways, including catching up with Season 4 of True Blood, an outrageously gory and sexy vampire series which I absolutely adore. The day after Andrew died, I watched the final episode, in which one character is killed. His lover, a psychic medium, is visited by the spirit of the dead man and bemoans the fact that the guy was killed. The spirit says, 'Dude, I'm dead. You're a medium. You'll never be alone.' I reminded myself, 'I'm a medium!'</span></div>
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<span class="s1">When everyone who wished to had spoken, we played Wendy Rule's song to open the circle, in which she again evokes the elements, repeating each time, 'Hail and Farewell and Blessed Be'. It finishes, 'Merry meet and merry part, and merry meet again.'</span></div>
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<span class="s1">Then we went out to a deck with tables set up, to enjoy the food and drink that everyone had brought. Maureen had baked a cake and Julie had iced it with the word ANDREW and the red outline of a heart. We all sang 'Happy Birthday' and shouted 'Hip, hip, hooray!' and I cut the cake. So if we didn't make up a song for Andrew, at least we sang to him. (It was a bonus that we happened to be celebrating Andrew's rebirth on Eddie's actual birthday, so we sort of nodded at him as well while singing, and Maureen snuck his name in too.)</span></div>
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<span class="s1">Alan had provided a book for people to write in, and many lovely things were written. There is still room left in the book, so I am going to add tributes which have come in on facebook or by email. (Those you can read on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/andrew.lifemagic">his facebook page</a>, which I have made public access.) One person who attended was our three-year-old god-daughter Flo. Her father wrote in the book: 'I asked Flo what could we say to Andrew, she said "Goodbye". '</span></div>
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<span class="s1">It was a joyful celebration, as intended — and some people did get a little weepy at times. Maureen choked back some tears while reading Marg's email; and as we left the temple, I saw others who looked emotionally affected. Young Cosmo, who came into our lives when he was 14 and is now 21, regarded Andrew as a surrogate grandfather. He had never been to such an occasion before and was taken by surprise to find himself in tears as we went to eat. He kept apologising for it. Marian and I hugged him and told him it was natural. </span></div>
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<span class="s1">If we'd had a more conventional observance, I expect other people who knew Andrew would have wanted to attend. He touched many lives over the years, and I learned afterwards that people had been asking, 'When is the funeral? When is the service?' ("What funeral?' said Maureen to one person who asked, which caused some temporary confusion until she explained that we weren't doing that.) But I wouldn't even have known what paper to put a notice in: we have so many local papers here! And we definitely didn't want a conventional observance, with everyone looking serious, and that awful business of the coffin sliding behind a curtain and down a ramp to be burned. </span></div>
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Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-25480207953415326632012-02-07T10:45:00.000+11:002012-02-07T10:45:54.320+11:00Do not withdraw Complementary and Alternative Medicine courses from Australian Universities!<a href="http://www.healthpetitions.com.au/do-not-withdraw-cam#.TzBmH3ekNGk.blogger">Do not withdraw Complementary and Alternative Medicine courses from Australian Universities!</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-43234704772635507622010-07-17T11:19:00.000+10:002010-07-17T11:19:28.329+10:00Listen to the Wind<i>from "EARTH" by Barbara Marciniak published by Bear & Company Publishing, New Mexico.</i><br />
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IN this age of information, you are steered away from the natural sources of gathering knowledge for yourself. You have been sold the idea that television is a great source of information. This so-called tool has been touted as one of the greatest inventions of this century. However, your media is owned and controlled by those who wish to keep you entertained and unaware. They peddle chosen versions of reality and completely ignore others.Television slows down your evolutionary process and limits you, especially as a young child. When you are young, early ipressions and imagination play a key role in how your life unfolds. Television keeps you in a very narrow band of emotional expression - basically chaos and fear. Today,more than ever before, there exists a great campaign to sell televisions, to have free cable, and to entice people to stay glued to the latest version of scandal and violence, as if what is broadcast is the most important issue at hand. Learn to observe how you feel if you watch television. It is a form of frequency control. This control is being tremendously accelerated as fear is being rapidly promoted all over the planet through television.<br />
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The large majority of people on Earth are being hypnotised by television right this moment. You are wasting your time with any kind of television watching. It keeps you from life and acts as a substitute for experience, which is the primary way you learn. Some of you may say: 'Well, there ars some good programs on, and I only watch educational shows.' We ask you: 'What is being beamed over or under the "good programs" that you do not consciously see? If you insist on having a television in your home, keep it unplugged. Frequency waves are transmitted through your television even when you do not have it on.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-89851724378357589002009-10-15T15:00:00.000+11:002010-04-14T11:38:34.702+10:00"Bucky"<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(My <a href="http://www.blogactionday.org/">Blog Action Day</a> post re climate change.)</i></span><br />
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</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b> “Humanity is moving ever deeper into crisis – </b><br />
<b>a crisis without precedent.”</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Richard Buckminster Fuller wrote this prediction<br />
as the first line of his introduction to his book<br />
Critical Path, published in 1980. He was 85.<br />
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</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">In the same year Bucky’s Dymaxion Sky-Ocean World Map, the<br />
largest, most accurate whole Earth map in human history, was issued.</div></div><br />
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“My reasons for writing this book are fourfold,” he wrote in the foreword:<br />
(A) Because I am convinced that human knowledge by others of what this book has to say is essential to human survival.<br />
(B) Because of my driving conviction that all of humanity is in peril of extinction if each one of us does not dare, now and henceforth, always to tell the truth, and all the truth, and to do so promptly – right now.<br />
(C) Because I am convinced that humanity’s fitness for continuance in the cosmic scheme no longer depends on the validity of political, religious, economic or social organizations, which altogether heretofore have been assumed to represent the many.<br />
(D) Because, contrary to (C), I am convinced that human continuance now depends entirely upon:<br />
(1) The intuitive wisdom of each and every individual.<br />
(2) The individual’s comprehensive informedness.<br />
(3) The individual’s integrity of speaking and acting only on the<br />
individual’s own within-self-intuited and reasoned initiative.<br />
(4) The individual’s joining action with others, as motivated only by the individually conceived consequences of so doing.<br />
(5) The individual’s never-joining action with others, motivated only by crowd-engendered emotionalism, or by a sense of the crowd’s power to overwhelm, or in fear of holding to the course indicated by one’s own intellectual convictions.<br />
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Three decades ago, Bucky developed the World Game simulation, posing the question: How do we make the world work for 100% of humanity in the shortest possible time through spontaneous cooperation without ecological damage or disadvantage to anyone?<br />
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The results of this research showed that the premier global strategy is the interconnection of electric power networks between regions and continents into a global energy grid, with an emphasis on tapping abundant renewable energy resources - a world wide web of electricity.<br />
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The benefits of this sustainable development world power solution are proven:<br />
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* Decreased pollution from fossil and nuclear fuels<br />
* Reduced hunger and poverty in developing nations<br />
* Increased trade, cooperation and world peace<br />
* Enables health care, communications and access to clean water<br />
* Stabilized population growth<br />
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The practical limit on the distance of electrical power delivery from the time of World War 1 until the 60s was 350 miles. However 350 miles could not span the distances between two of the continent’s four national time zones. In the 60s as a consequence of new technologies of the space age, ultrahigh-voltage, super conductivity, and other technical developments occurred that made 1500 mile-delivery of electricity possible, practical and economical. This reach provided the ability to span continental time zones, whose peaks and valleys obviously differed from one another, and this meant greater profits to be derived from across-time-zone-integrated electrical energy networks. This meant that all of yesterday’s, one-half-the-time unemployed, standby generators would be usable all the time, thus swiftly doubling the operating capacity of the world’s electrical energy grid.<br />
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It was immediately evident to Bucky that it would be possible to carry the American electrical network grid across the Bering Straits from the Alaska grid to reach the extreme northeastern Russian grid, where the USSR had completed a program of installing dams and hydroelectric-power-generating stations on all their northerly flowing rivers all the way into eastern Kamchatka. About 1500 miles could interconnect the Russians’ Asiatic continent electric integrated power grid with the Alaskan grid of the industrial North American electric energy grid.<br />
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In the early years of Trudeau’s premiership of Canada, when he was about to make his first visit to Russia, Bucky gave Trudeau his first world energy network grid plan which he presented to Brezhnnev who turned it over to his experts, On his return to Canada Trudeau reported to Bucky that the experts had come back to Brezhnev with<br />
“feasible…desirable.”<br />
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Bucky predicted that “before the end of the 1980s the computer’s<br />
politically unbiased problem-solving prestige will have brought about the world’s completely integrated electrical-energy network grid. In CRITICAL PATH he wrote: “This world electric grid, with its omni-integrated advantage, will deliver its electrical energy anywhere, to anyone, at any one time, at one common rate. This will make possible a world-around costing and pricing system for all goods and services based realistically on the time-energy metabolic accounting system of Universe.”<br />
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Unfortunately, that didn’t happen but is beginning to happen now<br />
as nations across the globe are linking grids. For almost two decades, GENI has pushed the proposal to link electrical grids between regions and nations with an emphasis on tapping local and remote renewable resources. In the past few months, there have been numerous announcements by politicians and business leaders with this very message, and we assert that the idea has reached critical mass and has become unstoppable.<br />
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In Europe, the "electrical supergrid" is being pushed as a backbone high-voltage network that will enable the offshore winds of the UK and Ireland to power the lights in Paris. This supergrid extended around the Mediterranean Sea will allow the abundant solar resources of the Sahara desert to power computers in Berlin. This same argument can be found in the U.S., where Energybiz Insider featured "The Super Grid: Practical or Pipe Dream?" In each case, it requires the cooperation of investor-owned utilities, municipals, cooperatives, lan downers and all levels of government. Russia is now linking to China.<br />
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In South Asia, the five nations of the South Asian Association for Regional Cooperation (SAARC: India, Nepal, Bhutan, Bangladesh and Sri Lanka) are discussing a regional electric grid that can deliver abundant hydropower from the Himalayas to all SAARC members. With assistance from the Asian Development Bank, this kind of development can elevate the living standards of millions of people.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><u>THE MONEY AND YOU STORY</u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>INNOVATIVE BUSINESS PHILOSOPHY SPARKS NEW</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>APPROACH TO SELLING</b></div><br />
It began in San Francisco around 1974 when New Realities magazine ran an article about a San Francisco real estate firm, Hawthorne / Stone, that, within the space of three years, was earning more per capita than any other company in America and in the same period made its three founders, Marshall Thurber, Robert Cassil and William Raymond, millionaires.<br />
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RobertCassil, one of its principals, said: “I think the secret of this whole operation is finding people who are real winners, even if they are not sure they are real winners, and letting them manifest their success here.”<br />
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Hawthorn / Stone was doing business in a new way – by creating an ethical atmosphere embracing honesty, compassion and support – an environment<br />
that facilitated its staff success in the outside world. In short, it created a model of how a company can nurture continual personal growth, achieve economic independence for its participants, and humanise its dealings in the market place.<br />
Thurber said of it: “…the purpose of Hawthorne / Stone was more than a real estate company...it’s true purpose was to create and play games together, transcending the economic limitations in a satisfying environment.”<br />
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Using this philosophy in the business world inspired Thurber and a junior partner in the firm, Bobbi de Porter, to take the technology and the principles to ‘yet another level’. Together they founded the Burklyn Business School, a new age business school modelled after their real estate firm, providing an environment of love, support and trust in an experiment that was to create a new dimension in education.<br />
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The school opened its doors on June 19, 1978. Its method of teaching was unusual to say the least. Thurber flew in Dr George Lasanov, the designer of “Suggestopedia” – or “Superlearning”, as the Americas called it – and incorporated it into the school. From the UK he brought PETER RUSSELL to lead students in a unique form of note-taking called ‘mind-mapping’ achieved with patterns and colours instead of linear sentences, The messages were also hammered home through crazy experimental games.<br />
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Graduates from Burklyn walked away with the confidence that they could succeed in business on their own. One graduate said he had gained more useful information from six weeks at Burklyn than two years at Harvard Business School.<br />
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About four years later Thurber, keen to widen his potential audience, created a five-day workshop “Money and You: Management by Agreement”. He took it across America and, with the support of his partner, DC CORDOVA, built teams of people willing to support its principles.<br />
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By the time the workshop came to Melbourne in November 1985, it had been honed down to three-and-a-half-days and contained a very powerful mix of data and games that had been learned and applied in both Hawthorn / Stone and Burklyn.<br />
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Designer ANDREAS SEDEROF who was instrumental in bringing the workshop to Australia, says: “The significant thing about Money and You is that it has evolved and become much more accurate, much more precise in its ability to find a mark with issues. One of the things with the transformational arena is that it’s very easy to get lost in it all. With Money and You, provided you are prepared to keep going whatever your limiting barriers are, then you can get results.” Andreas says it has changed the lives of more people he knows than any other transformational workshop.<br />
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In Adelaide, promoter DI McCANN, who has been in this field for 40 years, says it’s the most powerful training she knows. “It’s having its effect here,” she told us. “We have a lot of very successful business people who use the principles, find they work and after two years retain their original enthusiasm. It’s gaining momentum as more and more people hear about it. We want the name “Money and You” to resound in people’s minds and resonate with excellence, mastery, integrity and personal and professional success.”<br />
Diane feels this course gives people choices they may not have perceived before, in the areas of both relationships and business.<br />
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Australia and New Zealand promoter, STAN JORDAN says: “Technology is changing so rapidly, it is really difficult to keep pace. Even many of the professional development courses are basically behind the times.<br />
“Money and You” focuses on the untapped resources in people and gives strategies to create happier and more productive employees.”<br />
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It’s not all beer and skittles, however, for those who attend. Just as Marshall Thurber discovered that the Hawthorne / Stone way didn’t work for everyone, occasionally people find “Money and You” a turnoff.<br />
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For instance, a 25-year-old computer operator walked into the workshop, signed on and an hour later stormed out saying: “No ‘Yank’ is going to tell me how to run my life!”<br />
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The “Yank”, as he called him, was ROBERT KIYOSAKI, a fourth generation Japanese-Hawaiian who had been facilitating Money and You in Australia for ten years and trained many enthusiastic Aussies to lead the workshop.<br />
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He tells of his own initial encounter with Money and You. Like the young computer operator, he stormed out of the workshop in a rage and a year later came back, his problems resolved, to become its key facilitator.<br />
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Kyosaki, interviewed by Nature and Health magazine, said the solution lies in business. “Most of our problems are economics,” he says. “Business got us into the mess and, like it or not, it will have to be business that gets us out!”<br />
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But this is business with a difference. As Hawthorn / Stone discovered<br />
people can no longer afford to make money without assessing the impact of what they are doing. “It’s because we have not been responsible for the side effects of our businesses and have dumped waste in rivers and polluted the air with coal, oil or nuclear power that the environment has been destroyed,” Kyosaki says. “ You can make a lot of money selling cocaine but there are what we call precessional effects of that – a lot of people destroy their lives.”<br />
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</a></div>Precession is a concept Kiyosaki learned studying under Dr. Buckminster Fuller. “It is a generalised principle of cause and effect which he likens to the dropping of a stone in water. The stone goes straight down but the ripples go out at 90 degrees. In the same way a bee may be intent on going after honey but there is a side effect as it brushes against the pollen of one blossom and moves on to another. The precessional effect is that it cross-pollinates other flowers.<br />
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“If the bee stopped doing this work, life on this planet would end because there would be no more plants and regeneration of life,” he says.<br />
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And so with humans. Kiyosaki believes positive changes can come about only when people become clear on their true purpose in life and stop concentrating<br />
on just surviving. He believes each one of us has a special gift that is unique, and which, expressed as something we love to do, becomes our true purpose. The precessional results of that could save the planet.”<br />
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Money and You generates in people a greater sense of wonder about themselves.<br />
As one participant commented: “For me, of all the things I learned at Money and You, the one that stands out above all the others is the greater sense it gave me of myself – not just as an individual – although it did that too – but as an individual who has a unique and worthwhile contribution to make to society. I now know that I count and that I can make a difference. That realisation changed my life.”<br />
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Today Money and You operates from centres in China, Taipei, Kuala Lumpur, Hong Kong, Singapore, Australia and New Zealand and has 70,000 graduates. Every weekend, somewhere in the world, there’s at least one Money and You happening.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>MONEY AND YOU – Jane Jordan janej at moneyandyouaustralia dot com dot au</i></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-82067684756641997812009-04-28T21:36:00.000+10:002009-04-30T10:17:20.724+10:00The Spare Angel<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Prologue</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><br />I woke at 2.30 am . It was Thursday, January 3, 2008. Rosemary was sound asleep. There were no sounds anywhere – except for the rain which came in waves, beating lightly on the side of the unit as if to remind me that I was still alive. I lay there wondering why I was awake. I’d gone to bed after falling asleep in front of the television watching a program that reminded me of Harry Potter but wasn’t. It was just before 10 o’clock. Rosemary bundled me off to bed. She wanted to record a movie called “Hero” which we had both seen before. It was made in China and she loved it. I fell asleep almost immediately, but now, four and a half hours later I was wide awake. Why? What was I supposed to be doing? I got out of bed and walked quietly through the unit without turning on any lights. It was so quiet and the cats were nowhere to be seen. Strange! We’d been unable to buy any kitty litter and had been leaving the garage door open so Levi and Freya could get out to do their bit outside. But when I went into the garage the door was closed.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >I walked back though the loungeroom and suddenly there was a very sleepy Freya sitting quietly and looking up at me as if to say: “Hey, what are you doing up at this hour?” I patted her gently and went back to bed. I lay there asking why I had been woken. I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep and found myself thinking about the most extraordinary conversation I had ever participated in. It was with an eight year old girl, a very wise eight year old, whose mother had told us of the conversations she had been having with her daughter about where she came from. Intrigued, we asked whether she would be willing to talk with us and this had led to her agreement to talk with Rosemary, myself and her mother in the garden of her home near Murwillumbah on a sunny summer afternoon on March 1st 1997.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >I knew then that was why I had been woken and that I had to get out of bed, find the transcribed conversation and type it up. I went back into the loungeroom, found the box containing the interviews, which had recently</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" > surfaced, and soon had the transcript in front of me. I read part of the first page and, as always, I felt a sense of awe and I realized that it was time for its release to a wider public.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >The conversation that follows has never been shown to anyone since (except the SA’s mother to obtain her permission to release it) but has remained in a box with a pile of interviews we did with other adults and children about their contact with fairies.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >However, it is no longer January 8, 2008, but April 28, 2009. More than a year </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >has passed as we waited for the appropriate time to release it. This, apparently, is it.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >The three of us asked questions as they came to mind. The people asking questions are designated as follows:</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"> The Mother: M; The eight-year old: SA. (Spare Angel) Rosemary: R; Andrew: A.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><u>Note:</u></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Sometimes when the Spare Angel refers to her mother, she means her earthly mother who helped to conduct this interview; at other times she means the angel mother she had when she was in the angelic realm.</span><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Angels</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Do you know where you came from before you were here?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So where was that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> When you are with the angels there are a couple of levels you have to pass. I came from the second highest level.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> We don’t know what that means.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> There are Spirit levels and Angel levels and other levels.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Do you remember what it was like?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, not really.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Did you choose to come down to earth?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So you were told to come?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>Who by?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> The boss of the angels.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>So why do you think you were told to come down?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Because when someone dies an angel is born and they come down. Like my Mummy, when someone died she was born and she came down. But when I was born no-one died. So I was just like a “spare angel”. Then when people started dying and something went wrong with the angel system, the angels that were spare came down.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> What went wrong with the angel system?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I can’t remember.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> You mean something going on down here or something going on up there?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Something going on down here.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>Did you come down to fix anything?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No. I just came down to tell people about angels and past lives and their future, but if I'm going to, I have to tell the boss angel before I'm allowed to do it. Sometimes it can be secret.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So do you see your guardian angel around you?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I have a big group of angels.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>Do you see them?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Can you see them now?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> How many have you got?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Spare Angel paused and thought for a moment.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Twenty.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> What do they look like?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> If you were going into a big white space, a room that is just white and all you can see is chairs, they’re only very, very small. But if you’re looking at them right in front of you they’re actually quite big and you can see them without squeezing your eyes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So when they’re in Heaven they are in a big white space?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes. When they are in their level it’s like a big white room and you can’t see anything except for the chairs and the angels.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> So when you say, when you see them here they’re big – how big?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> About eight or nine feet.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>Do the guardian angels talk to you much?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> When I need help or something, and sometimes they tell me what to say. So if I’m in a situation at school where I don’t know what to say, they say it for me.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>So you find yourself saying something…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> …that I haven’t even brought up in my mind.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>Can you explain how they give you information about past lives?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> When you die you go up to Heaven and you learn a little bit about up there, then when you come down you kinda forget when you’re about eight what it was like up there, and next time you go there they have to tell you again. But with me because I stayed up in Heaven for a while they kinda just taught me all at once, so I don’t forget.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So when you’re looking at a person, what do you see? Do you talk to their angel?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, I talk to their person, but their person is kinda like an angel to me, so I have to tell the angel but I’m actually speaking to the person. The angel is the person, but when I think of the person I don’t reckon he’s an angel.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> If a person came and asked you something, then you’d talk to their angels?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I talk to their angels individually.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> How do angels talk back to you?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> What happens is it echoes, and when it gets down to my head what’s left is only a little bit of it, so I have to tune in a bit.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>What sort of things can the angels tell you about them?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> The angels can tell me, yes, I should be talking to them or not, and if the angel is good or cheeky or whatever.<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" >Boxes</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Can you tell Andrew what number he’s up to?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes I could. He’s up to four.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> What’s that mean?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> It’s kinda like you do a box and it has obstacles in it. You have to get over the obstacles and finish that box. Then you go onto another one and it goes all the way up to 10.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So does that mean I have four boxes left?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>You’re doing the obstacles on Four, and Four is about happiness and your happiness is about you writing books.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Does that mean that I have another six boxes to go to get to Ten?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yes, it doesn’t stop.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Do you do one box in one lifetime?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No. Sometimes the boxes can take two years, one week or two days, but it can’t be one day.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Do you repeat boxes?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Can I say about my Mum? Well she was drawn up to a black cloud and when she got to that black cloud she couldn’t go into the eighth box, so she had to start again, but before she started again she had to memorise all the happiness things and to clear away the black cloud. Then they gave her two days on each box until she got through them.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> What number am I up to?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> You’re up to the ninth box. It’s about flowers and joy and stuff and experiencing in a group.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> How long has Rosemary got before she finishes Nine?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> She’s only got till Wednesday. <span style="font-style: italic;">[Group laughter.]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">R: </span>How long have I been in the Nine, do you know?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> You started just before Christmas.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Then do I go on to number Ten?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes, that’s all about money and success.<span style="font-style: italic;"> [Laughter from the adults.]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> I’ve got a long way to go to get to that. <span style="font-style: italic;">[More laughter.] </span>How long have I been in Four?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA :</span> That’s a secret. I can’t tell you that one.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> You can’t tell him how long he’s going to stay in it?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes I can. Six more weeks.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R: </span>What’s number Five?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Number Five is about free. You’ll be free. Do I have to go through all the boxes?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> It’s very interesting. Yes please, if you would.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Number Six is about colour changes. Like if you were going somewhere and you saw a colour wherever you went, say someone had white on. Then next day another person had white on. What would happen is that you would probably see white for about a week and then it would change. You might see red. Seven is about learning and experiencing something. Eight is about communicating and talking about it.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> What about One, Two, Three?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>They’re about learning how to do boxes. Three is about coming into the boxes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> You have main boxes too, don’t you?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> You’ve already got one Mum, and Rosemary you’ve got two, and you’ve got one Andrew because you’ve already been through the boxes a lot of times. Just because you’re at Four it doesn’t mean it’s the first time you’ve gone through the boxes. It could be 600 times because you do them all through your life.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So what’s the one box?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> That is number Three.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> So what are my two boxes?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> They’re number Nine and…<span style="font-style: italic;">[pause]</span> number Two.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> So what’s two about?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> It’s about learning about boxes, how to do them and stuff. It’s like God tells you everything so you just have to relax and wait. You could do that by books and stuff.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Complex family relationships<br /><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Tell us about angels. Do they come and go and do you have the same one all your life?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, what happens is your angel could go down to earth and you could get another one. I have an issue with Mummy’s angel. He had to come down to earth. He was my brother and his mother came down, which is my mother. So she’s got my mother. His name is Ivanusha. <span style="font-style: italic;">[In other words, the Spare Angel's mother in this life has, as her angel, the one who was the SA’s mother in the angelic realm.]</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> I had an angel and he got recalled to come to earth. For some reason he’s now born on the planet so they had to give me another one, which is SA’s mother.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">[Referring to a book R and A had planned about psychic children]</span> There are some things that people will tell you that sometimes have to be secret, so you have to be careful what you put in the book.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>How will we know?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Well, you’ll probably get a message not to do it or if you write it down a drink could spill on it.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Fairies</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Tell me about fairies…do you see them?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Sometimes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>And how long have you been doing that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Since I was born on earth. When I was a little girl I saw a blue boy sitting in a tree. He had wings. That’s when I started seeing fairies.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>What are the fairies like that you see?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Some are very small and sometimes they can have butterfly wings and they are pretty colours. Sometimes I can see them <span style="font-style: italic;">[with physical eyes]</span> but that’s a rare occasion. They are just like a little light.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Do you see them physically or do you see them in your head?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I see them around earth, but mostly when you see them on earth you would see a light in the shape of a fairy. It’s very rare that people on earth see their actual bodies.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Why is that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Because they don’t really want to be seen, just like the tooth fairy.<span style="font-style: italic;"> [She smiled.]</span> But I know who the tooth fairy is. <span style="font-style: italic;">[Laughter.]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> What do the fairies do?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> They help you physically on earth.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So what about flowers and plants, do they help them grow?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>I’ve got a fairy called <a href="http://thetruthaboutfairies.blogspot.com/208/01/hi-this-is-rosemary-andrews-wife.html">Jorell.</a> Can you see Jorell now?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> On my left shoulder?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>No.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So where is she?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> The Spare Angel paused for a few seconds.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>She’s with Ivanusha.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> What’s she like?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> She’s very pink…and she has golden white wings and she can change colours.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Have I got an angel as well?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>You haven’t got a small angel. All you’ve got is a big angel. She’s a little bigger than the other angels I see.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> How many angels have I got?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> One.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>Is that all?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yep.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Have I got other guardians as well?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes, but your guardians are fairies, not angels. <span style="font-style: italic;">[Astonished laughter.]<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Guardian Angels</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So what’s the name of my guardian angel?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">[Pause.]</span> Lena.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Can you say what colours Andrew’s angel is?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> He’s hiding something so I can’t see his heart but I know he’s got red blood, and the colour he has at the moment is red and gold.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> But you said it was a she…Lena. Now you’re saying he.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> They can change…like my mother!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Does the colour mean anything?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Black means he’s hiding his heart, which means he’s hiding something.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Why would he do that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Well, his angel is kinda like him.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Is there anything Andrew can do about that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>It’s kinda like a test.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>So is writing books my obstacle too?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Can you see him getting through this obstacle?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yes he will and his reward for doing it is that they will probably publish it. <span style="font-style: italic;">[This happened in 2006.]</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R: </span>What about my angel?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>He’s gold and silver because you’re doing a happy level; you’re expressing all your feelings.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> What colour blood?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> He’s got very royal black.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Is there a name for this angel?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">[Pause.]</span> Gissimon.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Do you talk to other children about what you see?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Are you able to help other children if you see something going on?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> How do you do that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>I talk to their angel and the angel goes “POW” and it’s better.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> If two children are fighting can you stop it?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, I can’t. I was in a fight once but I couldn’t stop it.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> What situations do you help?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I help people if something goes wrong with their parents or if they’ve got a sore or something and it’s really really hurting.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So do you put your hands on or do you just talk to the angels?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I talk to the angels and they do it. I helped a girl once who was new to the school. She tripped over the root of a tree and got a very big scrape on her leg. I talked to the angels and they made it better.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>Are there angels who won’t help?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, because they are there to guard you.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>When we die, what happens?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>You go back to being an angel and you learn a little bit about angel stuff and you go back out.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> You can’t stay up there if you want to?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Oh. <span style="font-style: italic;">[Disappointed.]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>Why can’t you stay up there?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> They could need you…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>So why did you get to stay up there longer?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Nothing happened down on earth while I was up there and I was born when no-one died.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> We don’t understand.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I was made when no-one needed me, so I became Gemma’s guardian angel and I helped her go through life.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> How old was she when she died?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> She was only a little girl.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R: </span>So when she died you came down?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So what you are talking about is the fact that no-one died, <span style="font-style: italic;">[to A and R] </span>not like a karmic position, there was no genetic hole for her to fill. She just chose to come down. So <span style="font-style: italic;">[to SA]</span> explain what normally happens for us!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Well, you’re made. My grandmother was made when her sister died, so she had to come down and take her place. If you’ve got to come down to earth you become a guardian angel.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> If you want to learn about angels, you have to stay up there with them, right?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes, but you don’t really have a choice. When you’re up in Heaven you get your physical name and you get your…..<span style="font-style: italic;">[Tape unintelligible.]</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Other Planets</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />A. </span>Are you able to see people from other planets?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I can but I don’t really like to.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> How do you see the relationship between people on earth and people from other planets?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> We’re on different levels. I can see every level.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> For people on earth, are we always angels when we die or do we go to other levels?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> You're always angels.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A: </span>So we can’t go to another level and go to another planet?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, unless you’re really, really special. The first level was where there was the Queen of the Angels. She was very, very special and she was on a different planet. She came down to earth and when she died she didn’t go back up to Heaven but to one of the other planets because she was very special.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> So are all the other beings on the other planets angels too, when they are not in the physical?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yes, they kinda change. They're kinda like the other people on the planet, or they become a plant.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> Have you ever seen anyone from another planet?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Ummm, not on earth I haven't.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> But you have been been there?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> What was that like?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I can’t tell you that.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Do you ever see space ships here?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes; sometimes they can be invisible.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>Can you talk to them?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Space ships? Yes. Can I go out and play?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">SA, still very much the little girl, went outside to play with her sister while we enjoyed a cuppa. She came back about 15 minutes later and we continued from where we left off.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> How do you talk to them <span style="font-style: italic;">[space ships]</span> – in words or pictures?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>I can talk to them. It's just like I am talking to an angel, I speak to them and I just say...umm...this little girl named...Ro...I think I want her to be happy.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> And they make the girl happy?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Those people can do that too?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yes. But they can only mend feelings.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Oh, I see. They can't fix wounds or anything?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No.<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Levels<br /><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>You said you were a second level angel...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> You are born on the first level and if you're a guardian angel you go to the second level, otherwise you go straight down <span style="font-style: italic;">[to earth]</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> So what is an angel exactly?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> A person who goes to spirit. A spirit is one thing, an angel is another and the heart is another.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R: </span>How do they work in together?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> The angel is what makes the spirit work and the spirit makes the heart work.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> When the angels tell you stuff that you have been telling us, how do they tell you, do they give you pictures or words?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Words into my head.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">Past Lives</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So when you die, what are you going to do then?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> When I die I go back to Heaven and they'll say I can go back to earth. I can't have a choice, as that will be my first death.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So you haven't been here before?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[She nods her head as if to say, “That’s right.”]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Never?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I've been guarding a little girl while you've been having your past lives.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So you don't have any past lives?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, this is my first.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> So did the little girl go through lots of past lives while you were guarding her?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>She went through...two.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So how can you guard and guide if you haven't lived here before?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> That's part of the stuff you learn when you're an angel, which you kinda forget when you're eight years old.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So are you going to forget?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Me...no, because I chose to come down so I don't need to forget. And Ivanusha won't forget either.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>He's born down here now, so he's the same as you?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> He probably won't tell most people about his life.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> What will he be doing?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> He's here to guard people.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">R:</span> Do you know how old he is now?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yes, he's still in the hospital as a baby.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So have you met any other children who are guardian angels?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[She nodded.]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Who?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Ian is one.<span style="font-style: italic;"> [A friend of SA.]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> And the other kids are just doing life after life like the rest of us, are they?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> If you're chosen to be a guardian angel, then you have to be a guardian angel. I like being a guardian angel but I like being down on earth too.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" >The Life of an Angel</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>So what's life like in guardian angel land?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> You don't eat.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> What did you do all day?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Guard.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>You watch everyone down here?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yeah.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">M asked about her other two children, whether they were guardian angels.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> No, they were born like you.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>They're doing life and death stuff are they?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>Yeah.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M: </span>So how do you get to be a guardian angel?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> You're born at the right time. I got born when no-one died and I was waiting to be a guardian angel.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> What do you mean you got born?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> An angel is made.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> By who?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA: </span>By angels.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> When you say born, do you mean made?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> Yes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A:</span> So how do they do that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> It's like abracadabra and you're there.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> [We all shrieked with laughter.]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> So do you know any more about it than that?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> I know more but I can't tell you.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">M:</span> Why?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SA:</span> It's a secret and if I tell you it won't be a secret any more.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >Seven months after this interview this wise young lady told her mother she didn't want to be bothered with the angels any more. She was incredibly bored with them. She changed "almost overnight" her mother said. Suddenly her room became tidy and she was much easier to handle. Her mother said she thinks one of the reasons for this was that her daughter had acquired a boyfriend. She was then nine years old.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >But eleven years later we sent the interview to her mother, asking how she would feel if we published it with the identity of her daughter concealed behind "The Spare Angel". When told about it and shown the interview, her daughter's reaction was one of astonishment that she had ever had these thoughts. They both agreed to our request. However it seems the timing wasn't quite right yet, as we delayed putting it out there for a few more years. Funny how all sorts of things seemed to get in the way! Now, finally, here it is. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-75362648236410042242008-12-04T19:21:00.000+11:002010-06-05T12:02:15.183+10:00Journey to the Centre of the Universe<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTr4-tE1ZQSwK_As9hiGt7R_4k78JZSwqDBEvy5Z0h4C5gpG6nJGnJXNsdoz3SJiEZ-zRRTOhBObkazDwH_KSv960gmrdShdF83-F0rLactU_MFP1EtiRmihQasKi4vLEQn_oalaePguD/s1600-h/logo_elanea_rechts.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275841293654665106" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTr4-tE1ZQSwK_As9hiGt7R_4k78JZSwqDBEvy5Z0h4C5gpG6nJGnJXNsdoz3SJiEZ-zRRTOhBObkazDwH_KSv960gmrdShdF83-F0rLactU_MFP1EtiRmihQasKi4vLEQn_oalaePguD/s400/logo_elanea_rechts.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 134px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 134px;" /></a><br />
<div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;">An interview with OMNI</span><span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"><br />
</span><span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;">by Andrew Wade</span><span style="font-size: 130%;"><br />
</span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.elanea.com/">Omni</a> is an Australian master of metaphysics and shamanic abilities who achieved her enlightenment over several years of inner training during the 1980s. She was visited by five significant teachers from different countries, who, through their visions and dreams were guided to Australia to find her and impart their wisdom. She later spent more years in spiritual retreat to expand her own knowing.</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"><br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">Omni is currently delivering a series of monthly lectures in Murwillumbah, NSW, which began in November, discussing among other things global situations which affect us all. </span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #99ff99; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">The Interview<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Andrew:</span> Can you explain to me how you know so much about the books of the Bible, and especially Revelations? What you explain in your lectures covers an incredible amount of information. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />
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Omni:</span> I have already begun writing my book explaining the codes, and it is nowhere near finished </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">at this time. It is a huge responsibility to bring that esoteric language back into the layman’s terminology, where his inner knowledge lies.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I would like to bring that hidden language back into a readable language appropriate to the scholar of today. It was originally written by the metaphysicians of the time, who reigned as the High Priests in Egypt and other advanced lands. These men and women were scholastically trained in the secrets of the esoteric language through special language schools. It was appropriate that it was recorded in that way at that time. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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It is a realm of intelligence that is beyond our normal</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> reality. It explains the wisdom in how we speak. In other words, it is explaining the story behind the story. Every story that has ever been written is explaining the journey of the evolution of man. The myths of the Bible are identical to the other myths of the past. All of these stories are explained to us metaphorically. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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These priests were the elders of their family tribe and they were chosen to advance their knowledge further, into accessing and accepting the information recorded in their collective minds. More importantly, they would bring the information from their inner intelligence back to those who were less aware of themselves. This is why we still have difficulties understanding the written word in this great book that was compiled thousands of years ago.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It explains the spiritual quest and is written in a language that is beyond our third-dimension</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">al reality. It is explaining to the reader the day-to-day journal of the hidden codes in regard to understanding the language of our soul. We have named this the spiritual journey, for those people who have made the commitment to go on with advancing their intelligence. My previously </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">written books all explain the rites of passage by which we can ascend into and connect with the collective consciousness. We have named this God. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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Every one of us has already received all the information regarding evolution. It is naturally passed on from the previous generation to the next, and is what we perceive as the light in our cells. Our inner light is our intelligence. In other words it is our Life Force. We have all been given this opportunity to evolve into a clearer understanding of our unconscious mind. The unconscious mind holds every thought we think. More importantly, it holds every recorded message from any species in our evolution, since the beginning of time. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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So this is where I am bringing this unconscious attitude or language back to the common man, </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">to inspire him to understand what all this inner script, or scripture, is explaining to us regarding the Angels. The Angels are here to help us understand our negativity, and how quickly we can fall into the bottomless pit when we are feeling low. We appear to have been pushed into it, not realizing that we guided ourselves right to edge, and then we had to find the inner strength to claw our own way out, back up to the surface. Most of us have great difficulty accepting that this language explains the world of our fear. The Egyptians refer to it as the "Journey through the Netherworld."<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #99ff99; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Seven years of isolation<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">There were seven long years of research into the understanding of this hidden language. In the beginning I had to be in isolation so as to bring the metaphysical language together. I could not have accomplished what I had to do by being with others at this time. I went into worlds within worlds. I had to stay there until I had brought through the correct resonance, as it was brought together in the first time. To attain these extra intellectual worlds, I was pushed into the darkness of the netherworlds. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />
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Andrew:</span> How did you begin to understand this hidden language? </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />
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Omni:</span> My teacher at the time asked me to read the Bible backwards. At first this was a shock to my system. I wondered whe</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">re I was going with my thinking; it seemed that I was reversing my knowledge, and I wondered how this could help me understand the Bible. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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My mind had already opened up, into what we refer to as the unconscious energy, over the previous four years of being trained in the Shamanic Principles. I had to accomplish this hidden language first, to be able to see through everything instead of just looking at it. So, I started in Chapter 22 and began to read. I soon came to realise that I was releasing something that was extremely important, and that I was definitely onto something.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Andrew:</span> So this was the reasoning behind </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">the seven years of devoted study? </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />
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Omni:</span> It was through the information in the Bible that I began to realise the familiarities in the written stories of mythology – the Greek, the Aramaic, the Chinese, the Mayan, etc. – which all lead back to the old Egyptian empire. And guess what! It is all exactly the same story. Only the names have been changed. (Haven’t we heard this sentence before?)<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I had just passed the "all clear" on my cancer that I had in the early seventies. This was through three bright lights flashing over a paddock – and no, I did not know who they were. My husband and family went over to see what was going on, and when they came near the lights, they lifted up into the trees and flew over the mountain to the back of our property. I knew that I was going to be OK. That was the doorway into my next evolution. It was like a rebirth. Some turn to religion, others turn to whichever way they want to evolve. Me? I gained a thirst for knowledge. I wanted to improve my home and make it magnificent. I had a thirst to accomplish floral art, calligraphy, pottery, cake decorating and indoor gardening, and then both exterior and interior design, and the list went on and </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">on. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I wanted to achieve all of the things that I never seemed to have time for. I went to the outback women's courses and passed them all with flying colors. I was proud of myself, and of the accomplishment of not having any more cancer. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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Then my daughter became engaged, and the lights came back again the night of her engagement party. We had 128 people in the local hall, which was a couple of kilometres away from our homestead. You could see the homestead in the distance, with the blue lights bobbing up and down over the roof. So my husband and a neighbour, who had a property the other side o</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">f us, drove down; and the moment they drove into the yard, the lights lifted up and flew over the hill. Then they came back and started dancing in the sky to the orchestra that we had playing in the hall! </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I remember thinking to myself, as we all watched this display, "I don't know who you are or what you are, but I know that I want to thank you for releasing me from the cancer."<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Again my life changed and this time I began thirsti</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ng after education. So, step by step, I moved into studying other subjects, which gave me a sense of importance. I studied Aromatherapy, Herbal Medicine and Chinese Medicine. Then I moved towards the healing arts: NLP, Kinesiology, Reiki, Philophonetics … and again the list went on and on. Absorbing all of this information released my inner intellect and I found that I was answering everyone’s questions.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I studied and absorbed everything that I could lay my hands on. Everything was starting to collect, and more importantly add up. I felt like somebody was pushing me in the back to go forward. I realised my mind was mathematically collecting itself. When we feel we have reached the peak of our own perfection, our unconscious mind releases more wisdom.</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> You can read all of my experiences in my books, which are for sale through <a href="http://www.elanea.com/">my web page</a>. There are ten books, which together provide a step by step guide for you to attain your enlightenment. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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This area of our mind is what the majority of people don't want to understand. They are making surmises about what the unconscious mind is. The unconscious mind is our Higher Self. It's our messenger, or our deliverer. It's our guardian angel. I know I've got a guardian angel; it looks after me all the time. You also have a guardian angel, Andrew. Every human being has one; it is formed through all of your energy multiplying and coming together, via every thought you have.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Omni:</span> My life had changed totally. There was no turning back. My family noticed the changes in my lifestyle, and I became the healer. It gave me a peaceful feeling inside, which I had never experienced before. My grandmother was an alchemist at the turn of the century, and my father had been a healer ever since he was 16. There was no way I was going to walk away from my newfound courage and strength.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">My marriage began to disintegrate. We had, and still have,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> a tremendous amount of respect for one another. However the difficulties in our conversations were getting worse, and I courageously found the strength to</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> walk away to begin my training, after 32 years of marriage. </span> <br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The next thing I know, I'm in hospital and in a coma. It was just sheer exhaustion. I couldn't get my mind right and I thought that my stress was caused by all of the studying and research that I had been doing, into subjects that I had never even known about before. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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As I was waking up I could feel someone slapping my face. It was as though I had been in a very deep sleep, and I really had to pull myself back into my awareness. I opened my eyes and there was a Chinese lady looking down at me. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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"Good morning, do you know your name?" she said to me. My thoughts were, "Oh wow, I'm still here!" And she said, "</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You're still where?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"In China … I've been talking with all of these wonderful people, learning and learning!!" and I began to prattle on to this doctor, when she finally interrupted my train of thought with, "Whoa, whoa, whoa."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">My doctor was away on leave that weekend and she had come up to substitute for him.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">She said to me, "Look, first of all, before you continue on with your story, what's your name? How old are you? Where do you live? Do you work?" </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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"Yes, I'm that age, I live here, that's when I was born and I own that restaurant just down the road there!"</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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She said, "I'll come back and see how you are later, just rest </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">now…."<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">About two hours later she came back. She said, "What we have found out is that you are a diabetic."</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I replied to her, "No, my mother was one and my grandmother was one, but I'm not having anything to do with it."</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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She said, "You don’t understand, you have sugar diabetes."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I replied, "Good, then I will freely pass it on to somebody else, because I haven't got time to have sugar diabetes! It's not going to become a hindrance to me."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I was thinking to myself, "Just listen to the way I'm speaking to this doctor; you o</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ught to be ashamed of yourself!" Something had drastically changed with my thinking.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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Over the next few months I devotedly pricked my fingers, read my sugar levels and learned to study my thoughts and in what direction they were leading me. My food habits changed for the better and I firmly believed that the diabetes would release its hold over me. And of course, over time, through my training in understanding the power of thought, my disease disappeared forever.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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Then she informed me that she was writing a </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">book, and asked me to explain why I thought I was in China.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I replied, "Oh yes…" and I started to rattle on and talk and talk and talk. It was as if my whole mind had opened up into the Collective, and there we were having this wonderful two-hour conversation while she was writing everything down. She called it a near-death experience. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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After I went back to the restaurant I realised I could not lie to myself any longer. I began to concentrate more on myself, and my life totally changed, and that's when my teachers stepped in. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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There were five of them. The first one came from an Indian tribe in America. He came to my house and informed me that I had been selected through the cosmic laws to become an Apostle to study the Shamanic Kingdoms. He gave me some stones and also gave me my first name, "White Feather".<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I said, "That's nice. Thank you very </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">much." And he left. It seemed to be over before it began. I did not know what he was talking about, but as time moved on my inner journey began.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I became more entrenched in my journey, where different teachers came into my life and gave me their wisdom, and each time I was given a new name. This metaphor of intelligence went on, to where I was given 99 names, before I became Omni many years ago. The more I opened up the codes of the Bible and also the mythical references, the more difficult my name became. I was earning, as well as learning, the hidden languages of the Sacred Alphabet.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The more I accepted what was placed in front of me, the more my intellect opened up.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Always rememb</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">er, Andrew, when you request help or when you need assistance, the Universe always puts the right person in front of you, right on your doorstep. I found this exceedingly hard to understand, and more importantly to accept, as I was not used to this way of life. It was all brand new.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">If I had a puncture, I had to wait on the side of the road until the next car came along to give me a hand. I could be driving along the road for hours without another car in sight. Yet, if I had a blowout, within two minutes another car would come along; it was amazing. I never had to wait long. While I was waiting I had to work out in my mi</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">nd how my train of thought had attracted that puncture. Where had I gone wrong with my thinking? I had to find the answer before a car came into sight and pulled up beside me. I can relate thousands of stories regarding our thinking behaviour, and how we are all connected to the collective consciousness. I used to think I was so lucky that things worked for me the way they do. Then much later I began to realise that there is a program, and I wanted to </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">know all of this information. It is now mine, I have earned it, and it is with gratitude that I talk my walk and walk my talk.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So that's the nine years. As the teachers came in, they each fortified me with what they had learnt. They were all connected to the metaphysical world. They were philosophers, and were very important people. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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They travelled the world explaining their wisdom. They explained to me that I have been programmed to live this life. It was just the mathematics of my family lineage, and the improvements we had made to t</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">he original cast, that were mathematically coming together. This, we now understand, is our intellectual DNA adding up through the mathematics of the collective mind. That's our program. As our thinking exalts itself, the next step appears before us. Don’t sit down on your intelligence; stand up and be accountable to yourself. Believe in you, and watch how you are helped with every thought you think!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #99ff99; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">A nine-year apprenticeship<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I had finished this nine-year apprenticeship, full o</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">f information regarding the game that humanity plays with itself. My thoughts were coming thick and fast, ‘What am I going to do with all of this information? Do I write a book? Do I talk?’ I didn't know what to do. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I sat and thought for a while. All of the time I was reviewing my intellect, and realis</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ed there wasn’t much that I didn’t know! The laws of my universe and the Universal Law had all come together. I felt safe in my own arms, and complete.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">There are now millions of Australians on this journey, and more millions around this wonderful planet we call home, and all are into the alternative way of healing. Little groups are popping up everywhere. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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At that time in my journey a woman wrote me a letter and asked if she could manage me. So here was my future being presented to me once again; I had asked myself a </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">question and I received an answer. So I moved down to Sydney and I lectured around Australia. I spoke to thousands of Australians, from the child who wanted to know more about himself to the housewife who wanted to know when things would change in her life, through the business sector concerned with earning money, right up to the Government. They all wanted to know if I could explain to them what was going on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I did this for years and was permanently living out of a suitcase. Then came the time when I decided that I'd had enough. ‘Am I here for everybody else's benefit? Where is the time to benefit myself?’ I w</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">as getting tired, becoming exhausted again, and I wondered if I wanted my previous illnesses returning! I could never give up on myself, so I chose to rearrange my thinking and continue on.<br />
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Omni:</span> I received an email from a professor at a university in Germany, asking me to explain the spirituality of Aboriginal lore. I wrote back explaining that I had studied their principles and I asked him to send me over a couple of his questions.</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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So at night when I was answering my emails there would be one fro</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">m Germany. I would put it on Reply and type my little message and send it to him. And our messages became longer and longer over the next couple of weeks. And I thought, 'WOW, he does have fantastic questions!' He had an inquiring mind. And I realised it was good that I'd done the eighteen months in the outback with the Aborigines, when they had explained their spirituality to me. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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Then he asked me if he could come over to Australia and sit with me for three weeks, and could he please travel with me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I said, "Yes, please com</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e over. I'll give you two weeks of my time, not three."<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The day came when he arrived and settled in. He was fascinated that I was invited to all of these groups around Australia. We would travel here to conduct an hour’s meditation, and then I would have to travel there and do a lecture. I would sometimes have to travel six hours into the bush to conduct a weekend seminar, and all the time the professor was running with me all the way. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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He could not believe the way I released my understanding of philosophy, religion and mythology. He kept on repeating to me, "You never seem to run out of words to say and yet you speak so totally differently to everyone you meet." I replied, "There's</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> only one story Sir, whether it be the Holy Bible which was re-interpreted from Greek mythology, the Greek mythology re-interpreted from Egyptian philosophy, or the Egyptian philosophies which came through from the Aramaic. It's been a step by step by step discovery of the self. It didn't all just happen overnight."<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">He was totally exhausted after two weeks and needed a</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> holiday, so he took himself off to the Great Barrier Reef and rested for his last seven days. Before he left he asked if I would come to Germany to teach. I replied that my diaries were full for the next two and a half years but we would contact one another again. He never let up; our conversations continued, and when my time was up I packed my bag for a six week stint to speak in a foreign land.<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I had made a commitment; I believe in commitments. If you make a commitment you live it, otherwise you cause catastrophi</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">c conditions right throughout your family tribe. These are the results of the Law of Karma.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And so I journeyed throughout Europe and spoke about my years of training to literally thousands of people, who were astounded at my information. They couldn't believe that they were also a part of the scene. Then the professors wanted private tuition in understanding my mythical approach to life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It was then that I realised I knew what most people didn't. My thoughts became more concise and I said to myself, "It must be able to be explained correctly. You do not have to prove yourself to anyone; if they are interested </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">they want to hear of your ideas and listen to your explanations. It's how you've studied and passed your exams, and how it took years for you to bring the information together. That’s all you have to do: live your truth." </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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That gave me more confidence in myself and at the final lecture I said goodbye to Germany – thanking them for inviting me for the six weeks, only now it was time for me to return home. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">There was an uproar! "You're not going anywhere! You're going to stay here and teach us and not leave us up in the air with this astounding knowledge!"<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So once again I had suitcase in hand and began travelling. I was asked to work in 45 countries, and in the process I refurbished an old castle and turned it into a teaching Academy, where students from many d</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ifferent lands came and stayed. Thousands of people walked through the main hall into the grand ballroom, which was transformed into a seminar room. It could seat up to 200 students. That's where I stayed for years. The money came for me to run the Academy in its perfection.<br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I explained my teaching to thousands of Europeans from all walks of life, and again went up to explain to the Governments what the mystery of life is all about. The same story was repeating itself. Once again I taught them to "ask and you shall receive". </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So all of my information was accumulating and I could gently release it. I soon realised what was happening to me; it was also the story of the evolution of the planet; through understanding more regarding the field of astronomy, I came to the conclusion that what they were understanding regarding the evolution of the outer universes was also identical to what we are creating in our own mind right here and now. As they search the cosmos to understand how we have evolved, so are we collecting the educational knowledge to understand the inner cosmos of self!<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Slowly, by accepting all my years of education, I realised: "MY GOD! THIS IS THE MASS CONSCIOUSNESS."<br />
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My specialist teachings leached out into the consciousness and changed other people’s lives. I had attracted hundreds who were of the educated mind: doctors, lawyers and professional people, and professors from around the universities. It took them a full year's training and more to understand this hidden language and where I was coming from. It took time for me to initiate them into the laws of metaphysics. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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Now I have 6000 students in Europe who are now qualified and teach to their own level, of where they have accepted themselves. My certificates are accredited throughout the universities.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It's a no-nonsense game that lifts the planet beyond humanity’s recognition. I've had to live a life that not too many other humans have been game to step into through understanding the carriers of consciousness and just what this game of life is all about. We still have an immense amount of fear regarding the unknown and until we can learn to believe in ourselves, things will always remain the same. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I'm a consultant for many European businesses. They come to me for advice: "These are our plans for the company’s future. Can you please explain the results of our actions through the Collective?" And this is what I do. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I've just returned again after another four months in Europe and this time I was lecturing again to many groups from the business sector. This was to show people how they can get the best results from their actions instead of them all head-butting and climbing over one another. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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We're here for a much grander plan than just making a success of one’s own business. You only have to read any of the money books to find out that all of those people that earned heaps of money accumulated it through believing in themselves, and educating themselves into understanding the myth; it was not by going out there and batting their head up against a brick wall. You don't earn it that way. You earn it through understanding yourself and believing in your passion. And that's where I am a teacher of explaining time, and how time works for you.<br />
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</span> </div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So this is what I do now. It's a selective membership of humanity that I speak to. Once we have crossed the bridge in regard to my name, we can settle down and enjoy one another’s company and conversation. I have earned my collective name through freeing my understanding, and I am extremely proud to wear it as my garment. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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And now there are millions of people who are sick of their old ways and are searching for an alternative way to change their inner dictionary. There's nothing alternative about it, it's only through your ego announcing its control over your self that you think that this way of life is alternative. The word alternative, when released through the sacred codes, denotes that we have the chance to alter the native within.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We still haven't understood all the ancient stories as yet, or more importantly the language that they used at that time. My commitment is to show you another path to aligning one’s self. So let's understand the language of the past, and carry it forward to understand the codes in the Book of Revelations. Not too many of us are game to take that road less travelled. Well, I did, and as I recall it was sheer murder to begin with! I symbolically became Jesus on the cross, tearing away my old garments that had kept me secure for most of my life.<br />
</span><span id="formatbar_Buttons" style="display: block; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="on" id="formatbar_CreateLink" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseup="" style="display: block;" title="Link"><img alt="Link" border="0" class="gl_link" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /></span></span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Through all of my old personalities, and my weaknesses which became my excuses, I had to find an inner strength to support the tremendous responsibility which I had set to become my challenge. I teach globally now, and I'm extremely proud of what I've accomplished. My children and grandchildren are proud of me too. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I just went out and did what I knew I had to do. If you would like to understand more of my information, please refer to </span><a href="http://www.elanea.com/" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">my page</a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">. There are ten books which explain step by step, from book 1 through to book 10, the complete journey to understanding and accepting yourself. Once you have overcome this hurdle, the world is yours. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />
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I now understand how restricted my life was before I dared to step away from the crowd. Taking a step into the unknown, for me, made me realise that all of the information I have collected is in the in-known – as opposed to the unknown. So let us bring it up to the surface and become a divine being, instead of a human being.<br />
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Thank you, Andrew, for your questions, it has been a pleasure for me to answer them. </span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />
</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-13029634609512511702008-10-15T18:19:00.000+11:002009-04-28T17:20:23.519+10:00Who Created That?<span style="font-family:times new roman;">It was Tuesday, October 14, 2008, 6.45am. I wrote in my diary:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">'Today is crucial to my future. I feel that strongly. Yesterday my interview with the most powerful woman I have ever met seems to have sealed my resolve to overcome all my negativity. Working with her has swept away all my fears.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">'She has set a new standard of fearlessness that I must follow if I am to succeed.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">'And I will! I no longer have anything to be afraid of - least of all speaking the truth, particularly to parents and their children - even to large audiences.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">'I will be guided in reinterpreting the interview so that the power of its message affects all those who read it.'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Earlier, at 1400 hrs, as I climbed into my car to head off to the interview, I turned the key in the ignition but it wouldn't start. The battery was flat, I thought. I went back inside and informed my wife and a house guest that I wasn't going anywhere because the battery, already on its third life, had given up.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">My house guest offered to drive me. What a gift! And so we left to enter into a new world of opportunities. The interview was not only inspiring but energised me in a way I had never experienced before.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">That night, as I pulled up the blankets, I wondered why the car wouldn't start. Did I create that? I had been nervous about driving alone into an area I had never been before.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">As soon as I woke up I went outside to check the battery. I pushed in the key and turned on the ignition. The engine burst into life and ticked over smoothly. There was my answer!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">This is a new day and a new future.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-90803892409480884502008-07-12T19:13:00.001+10:002008-07-12T22:50:23.490+10:00Talking to the Fairies<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8wcRtRma2PtFnZdXLLMffJeqS0f5tuPIKo3aB88JNgeSPYeW86UuElUhuRKIl8DWH_JnCqYWvwEM0q89A5uZjRaV6ZbMnonpbMr404Di9rCOJ2JnVdefymMvD4OkAxvKimXc1QBzu1xq/s1600-h/Tweed+Lib.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8wcRtRma2PtFnZdXLLMffJeqS0f5tuPIKo3aB88JNgeSPYeW86UuElUhuRKIl8DWH_JnCqYWvwEM0q89A5uZjRaV6ZbMnonpbMr404Di9rCOJ2JnVdefymMvD4OkAxvKimXc1QBzu1xq/s400/Tweed+Lib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222079820311830114" border="0" /></a><br />Last school holidays Jo Carmody of Tweed Libraries arranged for me to give talks to children from my book, "Jorell". (Pictured in the sidebar.) I was very keen to do this, but I've had a lifelong hang-up about public speaking. The fact that this time I was going to be talking to youngsters didn't seem to make any difference!<br /><br />I invited my wife Rosemary to participate. She's a performance poet and a teacher, so she has no problems addressing an audience, and she's nearly as familiar with "Jorell" as I am. She loved the idea of being part of the fun.<br /><br />Then I consulted our friend Dinah, another experienced performer. She's also an NLP Master who is good at helping people re-program their minds from disempowering habits of thinking. She took me through some exercises to help my confidence in the situation, and she advised me to wear a story-telling costume which would immediately put me into the right frame of mind. Rosemary decided she'd be in costume too. She loves any excuse to wear the beautiful "Goddess gown" a friend made for her. But I didn't think I had anything suitable.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWh-Kry9ZRWl1grocNPLIAyMw4oe4coWOmoAX3UEL-nOzZ8giBgA7LRSmqfz-6f3o8ID_OSj844vVRRd1evUkA6bzeoayvc7zV43ReJ178NXdWpoIIp-ykLnUYBDE0HcvcDtoQ2jhKpXxG/s1600-h/_21_00033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWh-Kry9ZRWl1grocNPLIAyMw4oe4coWOmoAX3UEL-nOzZ8giBgA7LRSmqfz-6f3o8ID_OSj844vVRRd1evUkA6bzeoayvc7zV43ReJ178NXdWpoIIp-ykLnUYBDE0HcvcDtoQ2jhKpXxG/s400/_21_00033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222087184352216130" border="0" /></a><br />"Find a funny hat," suggested Dinah, so we went to the op shop and managed to find one that was slightly odd.<br /><br />Well, we had a ball. We gave talks at all three Tweed Libraries: Kingscliff, Tweed Heads and Murwillumbah. The libraries did posters for the talks, and told the kids they could dress up as elves and fairies. Quite a few did, and at each library we gave a prize for best costume.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqq1H-304JPGZ69sg07nDP0SpxvD402ez5kMbFG6iz9HRfNjadbgtGO_tAESRfp1LGLUS3naQAKggrI77oI1UtdXOzvy-JGLPzG0J081MOjsjY-qEBAbAC6xMvSBMHrwmyNtqpRSOLhWmn/s1600-h/fairies+and+library+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqq1H-304JPGZ69sg07nDP0SpxvD402ez5kMbFG6iz9HRfNjadbgtGO_tAESRfp1LGLUS3naQAKggrI77oI1UtdXOzvy-JGLPzG0J081MOjsjY-qEBAbAC6xMvSBMHrwmyNtqpRSOLhWmn/s400/fairies+and+library+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222095727841409314" border="0" /></a><br />I read them the first chapter of "Jorell", but before that we talked to the children about our <a href="http://thetruthaboutfairies.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-it-all-started.html">own experiences with fairies.</a> A number of the mums stayed to listen too. At each library I began by asking, "Who believes in fairies?" Most of the hands would go up. Then I asked, "Has anyone ever seen a fairy?" That was different, but one or two hands would still go up. What was really exciting to me was that often the adults would put their hands up too, to both questions. I can remember a time when no adult would have admitted to such a thing.<br /><br />After the last talk, a woman came up to speak to me. She told me she was writing a book on her own experiences with fairies, had travelled extensively in Australia to learn about our indigenous nature spirits, and was about to go to South America to do further research there. Now that's a book I'm looking forward to reading!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyxxmYqkvaPVUPsYsCUdmH_uC1UPVfZuVQok2RUA7LLanFes2SRkp8pslJgS6ON_kR9wJy1gfIjF4ge8QwGMuWLxW1Mx2fTirj1q8m1kE7PnvyAttKqL6TWd74qlfs_6l6zEV9l9CBoHs5/s1600-h/fairies+and+library+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyxxmYqkvaPVUPsYsCUdmH_uC1UPVfZuVQok2RUA7LLanFes2SRkp8pslJgS6ON_kR9wJy1gfIjF4ge8QwGMuWLxW1Mx2fTirj1q8m1kE7PnvyAttKqL6TWd74qlfs_6l6zEV9l9CBoHs5/s400/fairies+and+library+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222098735303699922" border="0" /></a><br />The children, their mums and the library staff all told us with big smiles how much they enjoyed our visit, and the library wants us back for a future holiday program. We are also available to talk to groups of children in school classes and at parties. No more public speaking nerves for me! Please email us if you'd like to engage us. Our services are free, but we'll hope to sell signed copies of "Jorell".Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-9072556236214840422008-03-20T23:23:00.000+11:002008-06-14T11:30:25.059+10:00BEING A DADBeing a dad is a rare experience! When my first son Duncan was born you weren't allowed to witness the birth. I missed out on Cecilia as well, but when Adam was due I got to the hospital in time for the birth. The doctor was late. Adam wasn't going to wait. He'd already busted through the attempts we'd made not to have more kids. I was invited by the matron to go into the theatre but just before the birth there was some sort of hitch and I was ushered out. I went back into the waiting room just as the doctor arrived. Soon after he'd checked things out he burst into the waiting room and proceeded to tear strips off me.<br /><br />"You didn't invite me to the conception," he said aggressively. "Why should I invite you to the birth?"<br /><br />But what did I know about being a father? Not much. I made lots of mistakes like spending too much time at work. And I was rarely relaxed enough to spend quality time with my kids, like attending sporting events that they were involved in.<br /><br />The miracle is, however, that they've turned out brilliantly and suddenly my youngest is 40. I'm at his celebration party. An awesome experience!<br /><br />"Hey, this is my Dad," he says, introducing me proudly to his friends. What he may not know is that I'm proud to be his Dad and will always wish I could have done better.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKTFL6nwvrdyPUfJqPH4sbss5R7a-rIcsWpo2GUvsw512Im50YVz5A34Qf60TXo7V7hmfj_OI0YIJnGG3954yyB9MU2yd27Xvx1WVIAPnQcgJJHPVNZAw27cg3zEiy5zRLDhczgZZVk5sC/s1600-h/Rosemary+%26+Adam+full.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKTFL6nwvrdyPUfJqPH4sbss5R7a-rIcsWpo2GUvsw512Im50YVz5A34Qf60TXo7V7hmfj_OI0YIJnGG3954yyB9MU2yd27Xvx1WVIAPnQcgJJHPVNZAw27cg3zEiy5zRLDhczgZZVk5sC/s400/Rosemary+%26+Adam+full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197091666045215490" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">My son Adam with his stepmother, my wife Rosemary, April 2008</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-88416942878498278172008-01-15T20:32:00.000+11:002009-04-28T23:38:35.451+10:00LISTENING TO THE DEADAn interview with commercial pilot Dan Haggerty.<br /><br />Dan Haggerty lives in Florida Keys in the United States. He’s been flying planes since he was 27. He spent eight years in the US Navy. He now takes people on joy rides and sometimes in the process becomes involved in search & rescue, which is rescuing a live person, or search and recovery, which is searching for someone who hasn’t been fortunate enough to make it. Loved ones like to know what has happened to their departed family members and friends and sometimes it’s important to put an extra effort into the recovery business to try to complete the job.<br /><br />Dan says he once heard of a crashed airplane that had been missing for over a week in a place near where he lived. 'I heard on the radio that they hadn’t found the wreckage or the people and it was a bit of a surprise to me that that had occurred. The crash happened in a 15 mile stretch of islands. It was a quiet day and I stood in the middle of the ramp area where we tie down the airplanes and I got very quiet and listened. Then I said 'Do you want me to find you?'<br /><br />"You can call it a voice in your head or a voice beside you but I got a YES straight away. So I prepared the airplane for the flight. I had to fuel the airplane but the fuel truck wouldn’t start. It took an hour to charge the battery. Finally we got the airplane fuelled. The wind was blowing at 25mph, stirring up the water and making if difficult to find anything. When I took off I was going to make an effort to turn the airplane but I had this feeling: 'No, I don’t need to turn the airplane. Just fly in a westerly heading towards the Bay Islands'. I wasn’t trying to turn the airplane except for a little bit of rudder movement, making an unconscious direction change out to an area where fishermen were pulling in their lobster traps.<br /><br />"Right away I picked up on an oil slick which I thought might have been from someone bumping the bilge on their boat. But when I got there it wasn’t that type of an oil slick. So I circled the spot and had the Lo-ran lock onto the spot so I could find it again. (Lo-ran is a long distance radio navigation system by which a ship or aircraft determines its position using radio signals sent out by three ground stations, unlike GPS which is global positioning via satellite.)<br /><br />"Later on that afternoon two young gentlemen booked me for an airplane ride so I told them I wanted to look for something in the Gulf of Mexico but I didn’t tell them what it was. When I reached the position I saw two oil slicks and there was a body floating in the middle of the second one. I told my passengers that I’d found what I had been looking for and would they mind me circling until the power boats get out there.<br /><br />"The wind was starting to pick up and I was concerned we would lose sight of the area. They said no problem, So I circled for an hour in a tight circle with nothing to look at and focus except for this body floating in the water. I thought my passengers would almost certainly get airsick but they didn’t.<br /><br />"By the time the Marine Patrol officer got on site the wind had really picked up and it was very rough. I broke off my circling and headed back to the airport. There were two oil slicks by this time – the one where the body was and the original one. I called the Marine Patrol’s main office on the landline telephone and told them to tell the officer recovering the body to go a certain heading and a certain distance and mark the other spot – he had a GPS system on his boat, so he proceeded there and marked it.<br /><br />"It was another week before the weather calmed down and they were able to go there with divers and locate the wreckage of the airplane. If you look at co-incidences that aren’t co-incidences, like me listening to the radio at a certain time on the one day when they hadn’t found the airplane. Messages come to people through all types of media or non-media. It’s important just to be quiet, listen, and tune in to your own feelings. You will be notified when you’re needed if you concentrate.<br /><br />"Another friend of mine crashed in a seaplane while leaving Key West to fly 60 miles west to the Dry Tortuga to pick up passengers who were bird watchers. He disappeared. Everybody gathered at the airport to go out on the search mission. I asked if we could have some information as to where to start as it would be a big waste of fuel. We were given the search area and we went out but no-one found anything. We knew the general area where the radar had lost sight of this airplane. I got in touch with the other pilots and we decided to wait until the water cleared up so we could see something. Eventually you could see the bottom so I went out and we started the search pattern over again. I’d only done one leg and I spotted something on the bottom in 40 feet of water. There were divers nearby and they went down and found the wreckage, one of my friend’s tennis shoes, and his wallet. Whether it was luck or skill I don’t know, but finding the wreckage in 40 feet of water was pretty good."<br /><br />"But in that case you didn’t get any messages?"<br /><br />"No. You can say it’s luck when you find something like that. Everybody uses the word luck a lot. But is it luck or are you being guided? It’s hard to say. You’re so relaxed in what you’re doing…you’re listening and you have a feeling, You are sort of guided. In the case of the airplane near my airport where the body floated up, that was definitely a case of being notified about where I was needed to go and to have a conclusion to that situation that day.<br /><br />"There’s no doubt in my mind…I had asked: 'Do you want me to find you?' and the answer came to me: 'YES!' And that’s what motivated me to continue looking because no-one else had looked and I went right to where the airplane was within this 15 mile line of islands. Not a coincidence!"<br /><br />Dan said that sometimes he realises that a friend hasn't called him in a while and within five minutes the friend will call him. "Just thinking it. But that's mental telepathy between living people. Dealing with people who have passed on...they're there, all around us, everywhere in the universe, and if they need to communicate they do. Sometimes they don't."<br /><br />But in all his experiences of doing this, Dan said, he'd found that being paid to go out and look for someone seems not to work. "It throws a bit of a jinx on it." He said an example of that was a case where a man from Germany fell off the back of a fishing boat and the family was very upset that they couldn't find him. "His buddies came to me and hired me to fly for two or three days to search. But it just wasn't happening."<br /><br />Then one evening Dan was standing on beach down in Key West looking out at the ocean.<br />"And I just said: You're near aren't you?" And the next morning fishermen found the body only 100 yards off the beach from where Dan had been standing.<br /><br />Dan continued: "Maybe more occasions will come up to do this. Maybe they won't, but I always try to be in tune ready for it, and if the spiritual world calls upon me my line's open."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-42363543788328164402008-01-02T10:06:00.000+11:002008-02-07T16:11:19.624+11:00VIBRATIONAL HEALINGI am a Reiki Master interested in all forms of healing. Since July (07) I've been experimenting with the use of a Holosync disc called "Making Change Easy", produced by <a href="http://www.centerpointe.com/centerpointe/">Centerpointe </a>in the US.<br /><br />When <a href="http://www.allaboutprosperity.com/profiles/bill-harris.htm">Bill Harris, </a>CEO of Centerpointe, sent me the disc as a sample of what Holosync could do, it immediately sparked my interest, as I had had a healing of my heart using Theta Healing after an attack in mid-July. The disc uses the Holosync sound technology to induce a theta brain wave state opening up the unconscious mind and creating a state of receptivity.<br /><br />There are five different frequencies of brain waves: Beta, Alpha, Theta, Delta and Gamma. Theta creates a very deep state of relaxation. It's used in hypnosis and the dream state and more recently in <a href="http://www.thetahealing.com/">Theta Healing</a> created by <a href="http://www.thetahealing.com/thetahealing.htm">Vianna Stibal.</a><br /><br />I was interested as I had recently learnt that Tom(not his real name), the 15 year old son of a close friend of mine, was diagnosed as requiring open heart surgery in early December this year, to replace his pulmonary valve. Tom had heart surgery once before when he was 10 months old. That shifted him from being a 'blue baby' to being a 'pink baby' – which was truly miraculous at the time as it corrected a congenital problem that inhibited the blood flow to his lungs.<br /><br />His mother said he'd been doing well in Year 10, does weights training after school, works part-time as a 'sandwich artist' at Subway, has tennis coaching Thursday evenings, and plays competition team tennis on Saturday mornings. His team has won two premierships in the last 18 months.<br /><br />“He's been fine ever since and we put the hospital / surgery experience behind us and now he only goes to the Royal Children's Hospital every 12 months for a check up. Over the past 18 months he has been growing very fast and the doctors discovered that his pulmonary valve was leaking more which has put pressure on his right ventricle, enlarging his heart. This enlargement is over the limit, they said, and was the main factor in deciding to do the surgery. They set a date in early December so that he will have recovered and be ready for his VCE Year 11 in 2008.”<br /><br />A one and a half hour session six weeks ago with a therapist using kinesiology and vibrational healing, showed Tom to be generally in a very good physical state. The therapist also found that at the end of the balancing session the membrane around Tom's heart was firmer. A second recent shorter visit with him has revealed that he has continued to hold the alignment and further heal his heart valve and strengthen his right ventricle heart muscle wall. Kinesiology is showing that the healing is happening strongly.<br /><br />I have also been doing daily Theta Healing sessions with the use of the Holosync CD, using Tom's photo as a visualisation tool. Tom has also been daily visualising his heart healed, pulmonary valve strong and heart returning to normal size.<br /><br />As it turned out, when Tom and his family visited the hospital in early December the doctors decided to postpone the surgery pending another check of Tom’s physical condition early in the New Year.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-36412239235061728832007-12-30T12:33:00.000+11:002008-01-26T14:57:44.007+11:00ROBERT POPE: A NEW LETTERAristotle’s works on Ethics and Politics was designed to establish a practical science to guide ennobling government and Robert Pope can be now be considered to be one of the founding fathers of that science. Apart from such recognition emmanating recently from the School of Human Communications at Murdoch University, a London based scientific research institute has echoed similar sentiments.<br /><br />The Santilli-Galilei Association of Science in London has posted <a href="http://santilli-galilei.com/13.html">a letter from Robert Pope</a> dated 13th, Nov, 2007. The subject matter of this letter is about Pope’s Science-Art theories being developed in collaboration with the Science-art Department of the University of Florence.<br /><br />The association of Pope and Robinson’s worldview outlines a Vision Physics that both his Science-Art Centre and that of the Florentine University have linked to quantum entanglement science. The Santilli - Galilei letter, posted on the Net, leaves little doubt that the methodology to generate rigorous human survival simulations, as a reflection of Aristotle’s vision of a pragmatic humanitarian science, is coming into focus.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-53830340991044293872007-12-10T13:50:00.000+11:002008-01-26T14:56:55.351+11:00THE RETURN OF THE PRODIGALYesterday, December 9, Rosemary and I decided to take her son Steve down to Byron Bay, which he hasn't visited for about five years when he last stayed with us. It had been quite a stretch since we were last there too.<br /><br />It's about a thirty minute drive to Byron from Pottsville. The speed limit is 110kph. It's a great freeway and a scenic drive. Yesterday was very hot. In Byron I should have turned left toward the beach and the Byron Hotel. Instead I turned right and we parked just past the roundabout opposite a great icecream parlour. Rosemary and I bought two large scoops each and walked back up to the beach with Steve following. The hotel bar was packed with maybe 200 people. They were jiving to the beat of a large black Samoan woman who was screaming into a microphone trying to make herself heard. She was succeeding, but only just.<br /><br />Steve used to be an investment banker in Sydney. In 1998 he decided to quit his job and travel the world for a life of adventure. During this time he started writing films and ended up writing eleven screenplays. He also produced and directed a low budget film and did a lot of work editing it. He became intrigued with the question of what made a film successful.<br /><br />He chose 2007 as the year to stop being a perpetual traveller and focus on building his financial wealth. He was going to begin by making documentaries but fate had other ideas, as fate so often does. At a Hollywood party he met a man who finances films. This man got talking about projects he was working on and Steve gave him some advice based on his experience in banking, which not only proved very valuable but was different from what he’d been told by other people. The two men formed a friendship in which they talked more and more about films. Steve soon realized that his own knowledge of finance and film was quite an unusual combination. He had five years of finance experience and an Honours Degree in banking and finance; he also had nine years studying film and he’d written all those screenplays. He observed that most people in Hollywood who work in film financing understand financing but not the creative side of things, and most people who work in the creative side of film understand creativity but they don’t understand financing.<br /><br />Steve started asking his friends to send him projects they were looking at so he could look at them as well, and very soon he was reviewing significant Hollywood films and giving his opinion of them from a commercial point of view, and the people were following his advice in choosing whether or not to invest. His financier friend in the meantime was talking about a particular film that he was working to raise some money for. He was having trouble finding someone to invest in this project. Steve thought it strange that he would be going out and looking for people to invest in the film, because his experience was that in Hollywood everybody wants to invest in films.<br /><br />So Steve asked an important question: "Who are the people who don’t go looking for money? Who are the people who have money looking for them?" And the response was, "The hedge funds." Steve decided that he would set up a hedge fund to invest in films. His friend didn't want to do this himself, for fear it would infringe on his privacy and change his lifestyle. The two men agreed that, given Steve's knowledge of film and of finance, and given his friend's experience in the film industry and his huge list of contacts, some ongoing relationship between the two of them would be beneficial – on the basis of course that the friend remains a silent entity and people aren’t approaching him about financing films.<br /><br />So Steve sat down and wrote out a list of his thoughts on what makes a film profitable and what sort of criteria he had to have as an investor in films. When he’d finished, he found he'd written 16 pages of notes. From these he developed a very scientific set of questions about what a film should have in order to be financially successful, and from that list he found he could do a scientific analysis of films to see if in fact his model of what makes a film profitable matches with films already made.<br /><br />He's in the process of completing the analysis and so far the model is accurate in determining whether a film will or won’t make money, based on a very specific, measurable set of criteria. The great thing is that this sort of work can be completed anywhere in the world, and he doesn't have to be in Hollywood right now. These days, laptops and mobile phones allow people to operate anywhere.<br /><br />Steve's primary purpose in coming to Australia was to visit his Mum. What he didn't know was that she now co-facilitates the <a href="http://wordsflowwriters.blogspot.com/">WordsFlow </a>writers' group in Pottsville where we live. Naturally she invited him to come and address the group on screenwriting. He shared all sorts of nitty-gritty stuff, and held them enthralled.<br /><br />With even greater synchronicity, his visit coincided with me getting the go-ahead from a local film company to turn my book <a href="http://www.nissen-wade.com/Books.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">Jorell </span></a>into a movie. The next step is to write a synopsis and a screenplay. I was uncertain where to start, then Steve turned up with all the know-how! What I discovered was the basic fact that just because I'd written a book with what looked like good visual potential and plenty of topical drama – set in the scenic environment around Mt Warning, with a dispute between loggers and greenies – that didn't necessarily mean it would make a great screenplay in its present form. "They're called movies because they move," says Steve, and, "What's your target audience?"<br /><br />So we're now deep in discussion – with some time out for him to revisit Byron Bay, which he calls "the heart and soul of Australia" because it's such a microcosm of quintessentially Aussie lifestyles. This will be the first Christmas he's actually spent with his Mum in 25 years. Then he's off to Sydney for New Year's Eve, and out again to Los Angeles early in the New Year.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-84841140802669212912007-10-20T19:01:00.001+10:002009-04-28T23:37:41.106+10:00POPE LINKED TO OTHER SCIENTISTS(No, not THAT Pope!)<br /><br />Further to my previous blog post, it seems important to mention that Robert Pope is linked to other scientists with similar ideas.<br /><br />A research group in the USA has been publishing for some time about 'Avoiding Extinction' through a science of fractal evolution. Several years ago this group recognised Professor Robert Pope as Australia's leading philosopher in this field of endeavour.<br /><br />They argue along the same lines as the Max Plank Institute's astrophysicist Professor Peter Kafka, who is quoted in my interview with Pope. They express the opinion that unless we understand the fractal basis of evolution, then the science we have can only accelerate civilization toward extinction.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.brucelipton.com/about">Dr Bruce H Lipton</a>, a former professor at the Johns Hopkins University, America's first research university, is a cell biologist and the proponent of a new theory of biological evolutionary science, 'Fractal Evolution'. Dr Lipton has collaborated on biological research with <a href="http://biofractalevolution.com/mission.html">Theodore D. Hall Ph.D. </a>a former college professor and the author of the book <a href="http://biofractalevolution.com/bookstore.html">Avoiding Extinction,</a> about fractal evolution.<br /><br />Professor Pope tells me that in early 1994, Dr. Lipton posed the (obviously rhetorical) question: 'Darwinism is not scientific. So why is it still our orthodox evolutionary science?'<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363507590356347941.post-87255265983564315812007-10-15T13:36:00.000+10:002009-04-28T23:36:32.611+10:00THE STATE OF THE UNIVERSE<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:150;" >Rosemary and Andrew Wade talk to Professor Robert Pope.</span><br /><br /><br />It's Blog Action Day and we've been asked to blog on the subject of the environment. More and more people are now becoming greatly concerned about the state of this planet. Professor Robert Pope, of the Science-Art Centre in Northern New South Wales, Australia, believes that an erroneous fixed worldview lies behind the attitudes and behaviour which are damaging our world in so many ways. The environmental destruction is part and parcel of a broader decline which can be traced to this worldview. After talking with him, we'd say it is in effect a cosmic view!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Who is Robert Pope?</span><br /><br />He has been a senior seismic geo-draftsman involved in oil and mineral exploration in outback Australia, an award-winning artist, the founder of a successful art school for Indigenous Australians, Artist-in-Residence at the Universities of both Adelaide and Sydney, and a special Australian Science-Artist delegate to the World Summit Meeting of Science held in Trieste to honour the 100th anniversary of the birth date of Albert Einstein. Most recently he established his Science-Art Research Centre near Mt Warning in Northern New South Wales.<br /><br />And that's only scratching the surface! Here in richer detail are <a href="http://science-art.com.au/pope.htm">the highlights of an unusual life</a> as documented over a quarter of a century ago by ABC National Television's The Scientists – Profiles of Discovery – Pope the Catalyst (1979).<br /><br />In the present context we'd like to stress Robert Pope's 'quest to develop ancient Greek philosophy of art into a new discipline of Creative Physics' and to draw your attention to two points from the above article:<br /><br />1) During the visit to Trieste, 'Einstein's colleague, Kun Huang, agreed with Robert Pope that the 20th Century world view had been incorrectly formulated and posed a lethal threat to civilization. It was incorrectly governed by a physics law that demanded the extinction of all life in the universe rather than linking evolution to the workings of an infinite universe. Professor Huang proposed that the ancient Greek ethical logic that contradicted the 20th Century world view was represented in geometries found in the fossil record. He proposed that by comparing the patterning changes to Greek life geometry over evolutionary periods of time new physics laws governing healthy biological growth and development might be identified that would not lead to human extinction.'<br /><br />2) 'The recent discovery that Sir Isaac Newton's unpublished "more profound natural philosophy to balance the mechanical description of the universe" used the universal physics principles upholding the ancient Greek ethical science confirmed the importance of Robert Pope's work.'<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Interview</span><br /><br />We interviewed Robert at his Science-Art Centre on Thursday October 11. Here is Andrew's transcript:<br /><br />Professor Robert Pope says there are four key questions concerning the state of the Universe. He began our interview by showing me some internet references on his laptop.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">RP:</span> It may be easier to understand if I do four quick Google searches so you can get an instant picture of what is going on right now with our culture. We’re going to be talking about the biggest 'con' ever in science. Your readers can judge for themselves from what we find out. Very quickly we’re going to be finding out what scientific law is controlling Australian culture. We’re also going to look at where it came from, and we’ll look at an alternative scientific view of this law and some research that is being conducted by Hamburg University now. Then we’ll look at the social implications of this law as written about in an educational article published in the Australian on March 8 last year.<br /><br />We’re now going to ask the first question on Google, by punching in "The Supreme Metaphysical Law of the Entire Universe". As we can see, Google brings up many responses to this, <a href="http://www.darwinismrefuted.com/thermodynamics.html">the first one will suffice.</a> You can see that it’s called The Second Law of Thermodynamics. It’s a basic law of physics, and according to this law the whole universe is in a state of decay moving towards total destruction.<br /><br />We also note that all calculations and all equations that are written must obey that law. We find out, just by running our eyes over the Google search page, that Albert Einstein called it the premier law of all sciences and Arthur Eddington, his colleague, called it The Supreme Metaphysical Law of the Entire Universe. The point that he made here is that under this law all life sciences can only be about species following a path to inevitable extinction.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q:</span> Is there an alternative view?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">RP:</span> Yes. Peter Kafka, Professor of Astro Physics at the Max Planck Institute, and a scientist of high repute, wrote <a href="http://www.equilibrismus.de/en/topics/general/pk-six_essays.pdf">six essays on the principle of creation and the accelerating global crisis</a>. He calls the Second Law of Thermodynamics 'Diabolus', the Devil (page 40) – which in his view isn’t evil so much as illogical. Scientists, technologists and politicians are telling us its destructive purpose without fully understanding what they’re doing.<br /><br />Professor Kafka calls The Supreme Metaphysical Law of the Entire Universe, or the Second Law of Thermodynamics, useless (page 54). The solution to the problem lies in this: when people can no longer tolerate the ugliness of our age, we can be sure that strange, beautiful attractors are near (final paragraph page 119).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q:</span> Can you define 'strange, beautiful attractors'?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">RP:</span> The strange attractor refers to an infinite fractal phenomenon, which demonstrates that human evolution is governed by a balancing of both creative and destructive energy systems. This completely collapses the old idea that evolution is only governed by destructive energies.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q:</span> Thank you. So, you were talking about a solution to the problem?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">RP:</span> We’re now going to look at what that might be. We’re looking at an article: <a href="http://www.formalontology.it/bolzanob.htm">Bernard Bolzano’s Contribution to Logic and Ontology.</a> It’s from a group of scholars from Hamburg University, and we see that in its treatment of logical series of elements it far surpasses anything that the world literature has to offer in the way of a systematic sketch of logic (first sentence). So we can assume that Bolzano’s Theory of Science, written in the 18th century to correct Immanual Kant’s aesthetics, is probably reasonable. Kant had not seen these problems; Bolzano solved them. These solutions were made possible, and were the source of a new approach to the content and character of fundamental knowledge (third paragraph). Other reviewers from the Hamburg scholars found that Bolzano’s logic could be taken forward into modern science, and it runs into fractal logic, which embraces Professor Peter Kafka’s solution, The Strange Beautiful Attractor. So now we’re getting into a science called Quantum Biology.<br /><br />We now find an article written by Professor Julian Cribb. published by The Australian in 2006, March 8th, titled <a href="http://www.onlineopinion.com.au/view.asp?article=4264">Muzzling of Science</a>. Professor Cribb is Professor at the University of Technology in Sydney, where he’s Editor of the R and D Review. He points out that a censorship exists which is persecuting leading Australian scientists. This censorship is against any criticism of the fixed worldview – which of course is controlled by the Second Law of Thermodynamics, or the Supreme Law of the Entire Universe if you want to go religious.<br /><br />Professor Cribb points out that 'unpopular' refers to any of those fields of science which challenge the existing fixed worldview formed by Governments, business, special interest lobbies, or 'that most anonymous and unaccountable of research controllers, the stake-holders'.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">[RP, quoting Professor Cribb]:</span><br /><br />'This process of keeping science from the public, and the network of threats – overt and implied – that protects it, is undermining democracy. A democracy without access to balanced and truthful information on which to base its decisions is little better than a crude Third World dictatorship in which the people are compelled to accept the dictator’s interpretation of the world, however false and fanciful.'<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: </span>This sounds serious. What can be done about this?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">RP: </span>Well, there were two discoveries that changed everything. The first big discovery was in 1980 – the discovery of fractal logic. The second discovery was that the human skull is now evolving. There are numerous cases of children throughout the world in whom the lower teeth are not aligning with the upper jaw. This is easily fixed by a procedure called dental aesthetics in which the vibrations of the skull are transferred to the lower teeth.<br /><br />The changing shape of the skull is being caused by a turning force existing in the sphenoid, the bone behind the nose. And of course we have 200 million years of fossil records of sphenoid activity to find out what the sphenoid is on about and where it wants to go. What I’m suggesting is that if we want to survive we simply have to know where the sphenoid bone wants to take us. And this is the basis of a lost science from the Greek, which was about establishing a science for ethical ends to guide democratic governments – and as we have seen, we have not got a democratic government at all. We’ve got a plutocracy based on money and greed and submission to a kleptomaniac elite. That’s the best way to describe it. It’s a parasitic procedure that is common in biology.<br /><br />The importance of fractal logic is that the ancestor to fractal logic was the 5th Century BC philosopher <a href="http://saj.matf.bg.ac.yu/163/pdf/021-034.pdf">Anaxagoras.</a> Anaxagoras used consciousness to make his fractal worldview, which means the link with the living process to infinity – which is forbidden overtly by the Christian Church, and by the global economic rationalism which, as you’ve seen, demands that all life must be destroyed.<br /><br />What is important now is that all of the universities in ancient Greece that were associated with the Platonic tradition of Greek philosophy, had one single objective, and that was to fuse 'Ethics' into the work of Anaxagoras, and what you get now is a lost science in which evolution goes to infinity as a fractal expression. That worldview is overwhelmingly scientific rather than the one we have, the fixed worldview which is the 20th century worldview based on the obsolete understanding of the Second Law of Thermodynamics. This is the whole crux of the problem.<br /><br />Now we go back to the sphenoid bone. If you make a different model of the universe than the one allowed by the worldview of total destruction, you can do what we did last century and develop formulae to simulate optimum biological growth force through space-time to find out what physics laws it’s obeying. We [at the Science Art Centre] did that for sea shells, and the world’s greatest research institute selected two papers, written by the Centre's mathematician, for reprinting, next to authors such as Louis Pasteur and Francis Crick. What we discovered is this, that the fixed worldview cannot provide optimum growth and development for biology at all. It is only possible to generate distorted biological growth and development, which describes a global cancerous situation.<br /><br />Now the interesting thing about our work is that we used the sea shell fossils which contain the ancient 'Sacred Geometry' which is the precursor to infinite fractal geometrical logic: Golden Mean geometry of ancient Greece, which went to infinity. That’s what we’re forbidden to think about in today’s Australia. We are not allowed to think and reason about linking evolution to the workings of an infinite universe.<br /><br />In the mid-14th Century the most stupid Physics that you could imagine came into existence, called 'Angel Physics'. Thomas Aquinas, as history's 'Doctor of Physics' wrote that he was given a magic white girdle that he did 'gird himself' with so that he did not need sex with a woman. From that silly Physics, which placed the Earth at the centre of the Universe, and forbade the Earth to move around the Sun, a legal decree was proclaimed that women and female children could be imprisoned, tortured and burnt alive as witches, and this nonsense at western universities went on for three hundred years.<br /><br />Then in 1600 the Roman Church burnt the great scientist Giordano Bruno alive for teaching about an infinite Universe, and the Ethics associated with it. He taught that at Oxford University. The English scientists cold-shouldered Bruno, and when he got back to Rome they got him. The reason I mention this is because in 1600 the East India Company was founded in England, which became one of the world's most powerful business or corporate developments. It took over the much of the Empire for the British Government. Now we realise that at that time state religion allowed no one to reason about an infinite Universe. During the 18th Century Reverend Thomas Malthus, when he was appointed as a financial adviser in economics to the East India Company, fitted out Charles Darwin on his voyage of HMS The Beagle. This voyage was about securing future food supplies for the British Empire. Darwin's resulting theory of evolution obeyed the Church's law, which prohibited any science that linked evolution to infinity – which, as you can see, is a law that has since collapsed. So both the religious theories of evolution and the Darwinian one are based on false physics assumptions.<br /><br />As the power of the Church waned during the industrial era, global corporate greed and development took over. We are now stuck with the same terrible law in a different disguise. It's a very serious situation because, as the Church denied the essence of democracy, so does the logic upholding the global corporation's economic rationalism deny democracy. The existing censorship of any research and development in science that challenges the fixed worldview, as has been mentioned above from Professor Cribb's <span style="font-style: italic;">Muzzling of Science</span> feature article in <span style="font-style: italic;">The Australian,</span> is now undermining democracy itself.<br /><br />The continued demand that the living process cannot be linked to the workings of an infinite fractal universe is no longer to be tolerated by science. The scientific prize-winning work that we did in seashell evolution over a 20 million year time span can now be directly linked to the work of the infinite evolving forces of the sphenoid bone. It can be shown that unless the DNA is moving toward infinity, it can be classified as devolving. The sphenoid bone can be considered to be linked to the unique seashell design we identified as being part of a 20 million year process of evolutionary purpose. So what we seem to be looking at is that, in the ancient seas, small creatures were trying to get out of the sea to walk on the land. And we know now from the fossil record, that – I think it's 90 million years ago – the sphenoid bone was moving its form to bring small monkeys out of the trees to walk upright on the land. The seashell design mentioned above allowed the sea creature to float upright, and its design can be located within the human ear in contact with the sphenoid bone.<br /><br />We now have enough mathematics, we have enough ethical logic – which is completely missing from our science today – to generate the human survival blueprint. There is no time to argue with the stakeholders of technological development. We will need their goodwill support and it is necessary to be able to demonstrate that the new science and technology will offer them more than they can possibly imagine from within their limited worldview.<br /><br />I think what we need to do is to consider that there are a lot of good people – a lot of religious people, a lot of good business people – who really want to help. In Australia I can attack physics policies of the Church, but in the same breath I say, 'God bless the Salvos' or the people running the Church Opportunity Shops. All their efforts are ethical and essential. What I'm trying to say is that, when you weigh up all their innate natural moral efforts, we find that they are being made inefficient by science – a science that's been absolutely contaminated with stupidity. We need these good people, whether they're religious or not. As long as they're moderate and can reason, they will be the people to help solve this problem. It is all about a lost science of ethics which is very, very real. And good luck to them!<br /><br />Thinking how little time we've got, I feel like a grumpy old man – but after all, it's not a lost cause, because I think the sphenoid bone knows exactly where it wants to go and the sooner we realise this, the sooner we can get out of the present global crisis.<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Some of Robert Pope's papers on this topic are online:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.science-art.com.au/Aesthetics.html">The Aesthetics of Evolutionary Science</a><br />and<br /><a href="http://www.science-art.com.au/fractallogicofevolution.html">The Fractal Logic of Evolution</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7