I am feeling mouldy! When my spiritual team announced, back in March 2020, that the world would never again be as it were before the Covid-Con I realised that what we were about to witness was The End of Days. Not one for biblical references, I have never read any religious texts, this meant little to me beyond great change and possible destruction. Sadly, over the course of the last fourteen months, I have intuitively called events prior to their rollout despite shunning traditional research. (I prefer to rely on my own senses, intelligence and connections with consciousness beyond sight.) But the utter speed, and cynicism of the evil being perpetrated on humanity has taken me by surprise. As has the compliance of fools who refuse the council of wise souls who speak truth. Most of my family, friends and acquaintances are now vaccinated and I weep as corrupt politicians, and their slack-mouthed-drivelling cronies start the wholly predictable narrative of variants – and falsely documented deaths which are now to be attributed to the non-vaccinated. …

What if what we are witnessing unfold is part of a grand plan to expose the dark and eventually oust them from earth eternally? It has been a year now since all our lives were turned topsy-turvy-turd-style-upside-down and sideways. And, for those that see clearly, we now inhabit a world which no longer looks familiar. The faceless elite, who operate in the shadows pulling strings and levers – and yanking the chains of their henchmen, are laughing at the ease with which the majority of weak assed fools have allowed them to destroy their lives. For now, statistically, the fallen are few – first wavers who were always vulnerable due to reliance on state and debt, but in the coming months those that believe themselves inoculated against financial ruin and destitution will also feel the noose tightening around their necks and this, cruel as it may sound, is not a bad thing as, in most cases, it is warranted. I myself know many smug folks who believe themselves secure in their castle; sadly, their walls …

Our world is sliding into chaos and whatever happens things will never be as they were before March 2020. We are witnessing light & dark: a world spiralling out of control. This is not necessarily a bad thing for our societies have been built upon nepotism and corruption at levels that are only now becoming apparent to many people; but the revelations of the last 10 months are just the tip of a very dark and cold iceberg and once the veil is lifted completely many people will fall to despair and be horror stricken. For our beautiful world is in the hands of lackeys of The Dark Lord. And when I say this I am not talking metaphorically! You see in the Universe there are two main bodies of energy – light and dark and these manifest as good and evil. Historically people have chosen to personify these states as God and the Devil – I call them Th’all and The Dark Lord. But this is far too simplistic a definition and does not …

There is much talk about climate change and yet those that serve us do very little of true value to address pressing concerns preferring to pontificate and continue to pillage and rape earth. It is very easy to feel overwhelmed by all of the destruction we see around us – to fall into a form of apathetic depression or lethargic denial of what is as plain to see as the nose on a face. And yet, we are each and everyone of us powerful, divine beings with intellect and will to effect change. Whilst our individual actions may seem small and seemingly irrelevant, you plus you plus you will inevitably create a tsunami of positive change. By each doing our bit to save the world we lead by example and others will ultimately follow. And whilst we may not actually save our world, we may save our souls and those of others we positively influence. It can be hard to know where to start with a topic as convoluted and vast as this and so …

The other night I received a surprising, revelatory and complex coded message. I spent half the night Googling, (actually I use Presearch – a blockchain search engine free from snoopers,) spiritual codes and ciphers and the other half as excited as a flea. Codes and ciphers create energetic pathways and are tools of wisdom and magic. They are a favourite means of communictaion for the spirits who are masters at veiled messages. The spiritual realms love a code and rarely speak in plain language, preferring to communicate in metaphor and analogy. They often interupt my slumber with visual flashes of obscure scenarios and dreams which meander with ease and allegory. When I awake I ask my guardian angel, Matthew, ‘Was that a message?’ And invariably he replies ‘Yes.’ We then chat, telepathically, as he helps me to unravel and make sense of the narrative and guidance knitted within. These messages are now a regular occurence in my life and are intriguing and informative. As I progress along my path I am being guided to embrace …

For some long while I have had a niggling feeling that the Law of Attraction is bunkum for, if it were a Bona fide law, there would be a glut of highly motivated individuals bathing in their warranted success rather than scratching around like frustrated chickens. I truly am sorry to burst your bubble but I have this truth confirmed from on high! And, to be honest I feel rather like I did when forced to tell my eleven year old son, (yes eleven!) that Father Christmas was not real – but hey, it’s dirty work but some sucker has to do it! There are only 7 Universal Laws in the Universe of which The Law of Attraction is notable by its absence. Not so long ago I wrote a piece on this and accredited The Law of Attraction as an eighth law which stood apart from it’s seven brothers! I was wrong – my bad. (You can read it here if you fancy.) It is nigh on impossible for man to understand the true …

For some time now I have been aware that I am my own greatest obstacle to success. This might sound peculiar, or sadly familiar to some, but my guides tell me, and I concur, that I have a self-sabotaging soul. This was not meant to be for, from a very young age, I always had a niggling inkling that I was here on earth to do something significant and my true nature was thus wired for success. And yet, over the years, I have been bullied, undermined, abused and stymied to the point that the stuffing has been knocked out of me and I am all too easily derailed from my purpose. Knowledge is a powerful thing but only of use if applied and here I wish to disclose the reasons I self-sabotage in the hope of gaining clarity and reaching a point where I can finally turn the page on this folly. Picking scabs in public is perhaps not the done thing but, just maybe, my personal ruminations may help you in some small …