Is nearly 7 miles deep, the deepest place on earth. Everest is less than 6 miles high. A place of extremes.
I’ve always been fascinated by extremes. Don’t know why. The biggest, the smallest, the fastest, the heaviest..; it’s not surprising that the Guinness Book of Records was one of my favourite books as a teenager.
Well perhaps I do now. We are living through the most extreme period of our lifetimes. Is it possible to over exaggerate the nature of “reality” as it rolls out in 2020? Do you know anyone who could predict the scale of the cataclysmic shift we are experiencing? We have biblical predictions; we have had Nostradamus and Edgar Cayce. 30 years ago David Icke emerged to an unsuspecting public. Nine years ago I had the unbelievable shock and blessing when my wife Anne began to channel Princess Diana. Diana knew the script, or at least large parts of it, before she was “departed.”
You may have heard the expression “everything we have been told is a lie.” Easy to say this, difficult to accept, and utterly impossible to fully comprehend. Scientists and mystics have long maintained that the conscious, logical, left brain can only work with around 10% of what our whole brain is capable of. I’m saying that-as above so below- an infinite universe correlates to infinite mind. What is the mind? Our hearts and our organs have neurotransmitters, intelligent cells which send information to the brain. Our sense (and meaning) making “apparatus” is not limited to what fits under our skulls. And when you are created at conception how long is it before the hundred trillion cells which make up the physical body are formed from the sperm and the egg?
How many poets, authors, artists, sculptors, composers and song writers have attempted to express love in all its forms through their chosen mediums?
Have you ever been so in love that you frantically search the works of Rumi, Blake, Byron, Turner, Van Gogh, Jane Austen, the Brontë sisters, da Vinci, Strauss, Dylan, Lennon and McCartney for confirmation and inspiration…?
The global chaos and opportunity that engulfs us cannot be reduced- God help us- to “hanging chads” (if you remember the Bush/Gore presidential race in 2000 you will know what I’m talking about) or infinitely repeated soundbites, memes and scams. It is just as easy, whatever your worldview-without exception-to become excited about the future as it is to become depressed.
In May last year Victor Vescovo descended nearly seven miles to the deepest place on earth in Mariana’s Trench. This achievement cannot be underestimated.
As well as being interested in extremes, the mystical, the magical, the serendipitous, the ineffable, the indescribable all maintain their fascination.
A couple of nights ago, two words “came into my mind”. The title of this piece. It is either the Mariana trench, Marianas trench or in my version, Mariana’s trench. Do you care? Let me say I was in Rumi mode. Mary and Anna have great significance for me. River deep, Mountain high? As we live in a world of inversion, it makes complete sense to me to use the metaphor of Mariana’s trench to express the ineffable.
Today I spent an hour or two in “England’s most beautiful village,” Bibury in the Cotswolds (William Morris. William Morris was a 19th century British textile designer, poet, novelist, translator, and socialist activist).
Bibury stirs many emotions in me. Before martial law it was almost impossible to explore the place without rubbing shoulders with literally thousands of other tourists. “Private property” signs are written in Chinese and Japanese.
This morning all I felt was peace.
Maybe you would feel peace on the top of Mount Everest or at the bottom of Mariana’s trench. In this incarnation I have no inclination to attempt to visit either of these destinations, despite massively admiring those who do.
So I’ll have to restrict myself to my own Mariana and Everest experiences, uniquely my own and uniquely indescribable. I’m not sure what goes before the expression “and die a happy man” but I could have a very good guess.
All I need to do now is to translate, in whichever way I can, the microcosm to the macrocosm. Or is it the other way round?
Namaste, love to you all, Jack Stewart November 9, 2020.
When I was a teenager one of my friends had rather interesting parents. If you are into class, you would probably put them at lower middle. My friend had three sisters, two of which were twins. He went on to become a pilot and his sisters were all very successful.
They were a wonderful family, and although I found his mother a little pushy at times, I was intrigued by the “culture” that had been generated. My friend was very competitive, and although I was little less so, you could call us both “achievers.”
I’ve mentioned in a few places my own father. His work was mundane, soul destroying and an insult to the man’s talents. He worked in the same factory for 48 years. Outside of work he was incredible. If he set his mind to do something, he did it, and was often the best (championships, awards etc.) in his peer group.
In her 88 years my mother was ill twice. Once with food poisoning from shrimps, the second when she contracted flu (we didn’t have Covid in 2002) two days before she passed to spirit. My dad would have lived 10 to 15 years longer had he not smoked.
They were, in their own way, wonderful role models.
Politically I was always on the left. To this day I will condemn any form of discrimination. I have wanted to change the world since I became conscious (sorry for regular readers of these posts you must be sick of hearing this). My friend has always been on the right. Recently he got in touch with me and regularly sends me links to freedom/right-wing (take your pick) websites. Even though we’ve only seen each other a couple of times since we were kids, clearly our friendship has endured.
Who is a victim?
I have certainly suffered discrimination for not having the right accent, background and connections. Being rather well educated, having a Master’s degree and at one time being a university lecturer has served to overcome this ludicrous nonsense. Yes, I was one of a couple of people to go to university from my area in 1970. Unconsciously and consciously I never thought I was good enough despite getting very good grades at ‘O’ and ‘A’ level.
My partner was the first person in her family to go to university.
In the hierarchy of privilege, I’m obviously at the top. As a white woman she is second tier.
Elsewhere in these posts, and at length in my book, Love Heals, I have mentioned the law of attraction and the process of feeling the wish fulfilled. Also addressed is the issue of self-worth/esteem and the dominance of the subconscious mind in our daily behaviour. Although the “wokers” have weaponised “unconscious bias”, they are actually on to something.
If you are raised in a supportive environment, have good role models, are taught how to learn, how our beliefs become our biology, learn about the processes in the last paragraph and are encouraged to value yourself whilst taking full responsibility then I would say there is virtually nothing you cannot achieve. And while some of these may have been missing from my friend’s upbringing many were present.
We do not live in a meritocracy; racism is a fact of life. As is sexism. There are many overt and subtle barriers to “success” and living a fulfilled life. But these barriers can be overcome.
Most of humanity is wired for compassion, healing, love, tolerance and achievement. The current toxic climate of victimhood that we live in is like walking past a deep hole and seeing someone at the bottom. We have access to a rope. Instead of holding on to one end and throwing it down enabling the person to climb out, we throw the rope down, jump in ourselves and are assaulted by the person in the hole who claims oppression is justification for his/her actions.
Victimhood is a recipe for catastrophe. To gain any kind of satisfaction from hysterical denunciation of anyone you perceive as less of a victim than you are is a form of mental illness. Or a deliberate policy on behalf of a sick and twisted ruling elite.
It is impossible for love and victimhood to co-exist. We have all suffered. Everyone of us. Another theme on this site and in the book is trauma. Most of us are suffering from some form of trauma. We can never release it or overcome it by playing the victim.
We begin this life as a dependent being. Our “filters” are necessarily in the first few years of our life massively biased towards ourselves. For some they stay for life. The next level of “belonging” is our family. Not everyone has a supportive and functional family. The challenge that faces us all is to change this. You could say, and this is neither a model nor a theory, that the next level may well be our town, our local sports club affiliation or even our county or state. As we move up, we may well then identify with our country. Beyond that we identify with the world. Who knows, many people identify as consciousness, as (temporary) beings in an infinite universe or multi-verse. Perhaps you identify as a soul.
Who can argue that the biological spacesuit we inhabit has advantages and disadvantages? Does it define us? It does if we allow it to do so.
For everything that divides us, race, gender, sexual orientation, class, religion etc., a compelling, overriding counterargument can be made for that which unites us.
We live in a world of toxicity. Electromagnetic fields, chemtrails, what we eat and drink, the air we breathe and the polluted environment are all evidence of that.
How can all this be changed?
It’s so obvious I’m not going to insult your intelligence.
Most of which appears above I have done to death. However only recently have I realised that the/my empowerment message has found an unlikely home in the global changes being driven from the USA. And only recently have I started to wake up to the fact that factionalisation, victimhood and all its camp followers will have to wake up themselves. Very soon.
Thank you John, you and your family influenced me far more than I ever knew.
For the better of course, but never blindly, never unquestioningly, never without reflection. My parents taught me that.
Love as always, love heals. Jack Stewart July 10, 2020.
Is the struggle against tyranny finally coming to a close? Is the seed of doubt sown in me by my adoptive parents 65 years ago turning into an orchid? Is the darkest hour just before dawn?
Some public figures (I don’t mean anyone who buys the official narrative) who I respect are spouting nonsense, but show me someone in the current climate who has all the answers.
The house arrest, the lockdown, the social deprivation and isolation are either signs of a permanent “boot stamping on a human face forever,” (Orwell) or a temporary necessity from which will follow an awakening and then a golden age.
“I know people are fearful of the coming months and some people think it is the end of the world. We know it is not, and we know you know it is not. It is a changing of energies and, although I can’t tell you exactly what is going to happen, it will not be like anything that is being forecasted and is being fed to you.
A lot of the changes in energies started way back in the late 1980’s and 1990’s and now it is clearing out. And they are becoming finer and they are becoming more settled.”
Don’t you find it fascinating that the above was (Princess) Diana, chapter 13 June 23rd2012, from In the Stillness Everything Happens. But no, she wasn’t talking specifically about the Virus. There have been so many occasions over millennia when an overthrow of the tyranny, a massive global shift, has been on the cards. Somehow the cabal has always seemed to avoid it. The view of many people I trust I now share. It can happen. Diana goes on:
“Know that you are powerful beyond belief. Some people can’t and won’t believe this, and it is understandable. For so long you have been hammered into the ground until some people feel they have nowhere to go any more. It is easier to stay hammered into the ground than to move forward, which can be very, very painful for a lot of people. To do that, they have to meet up with some of their old beliefs, their old hurts, and we understand how painful it can be. But once they are accepted and faced then a new and brighter place [it] will be for you and all of mankind.
It is up to the likes of you to open the door, even if it is only a chink at a time, to let that light through, let the light of God come through and shine on people.
And once that happens, they will go forward; they will never go back to the dark times. We have to get rid of these dark energies once and for all. They have been around for thousands and thousands of years, getting darker and darker and darker. And if you can imagine what has happened to the planet, mother Earth with billions of people living, breathing, feeling and seeing only darkness, feel what it has done to the Earth. Here in spirit, we are sometimes surprised as to how you have survived, although of course we’re not! But, when we look at the darkness that you have been in, our hearts cry for you.”
And from chapter 17:
“We are doing all we can here in spirit. We are working with you and again we are working with the dark side. Because we are shining our light there and people are coming to the front, people we call, or you call ‘whistle-blowers’. Eventually things will change in such a way, and so quickly, you will not be able to draw breath.”
In closing I have just watched a three-part documentary which may appal you in parts but will ultimately make your heart sing. When I now hear the mantra “Where We Go One, We Go All” it moves me to tears of joy.
As always, remain calm, be love and feel the wish of paradise fulfilled.
Jack Stewart, in daily contact with my divine channel, March 30th, 2020.
Let’s start and end with some good news. And I’ll resist the temptation to satirise and make fun of the current situation we find ourselves in.
I was going for my daily walk in the Malvern Hills and I walked past a row of shops all closed. However outside the local florist (Forget-me-Not) was a bucket containing two bunches of beautiful flowers. Strange? Have florists been given a dispensation to raise morale through the sale of beauty? In the bucket was a handwritten sign. “Free flowers, please take one.” So I did. I’d already arranged for flowers to be sent to my lady earlier today so I had no conscience in taking a bunch home and placing them on my window ledge. I tapped on the florist’s window, smiled and put my thumb up. She duly acknowledged. My heart sang.
As I walked up the road to access the footpath to the hills I noticed a number of people who were out. Smiles all round as we say hello to each other.
Despite the fact I’m reasonably fit, the closure of my local swimming pool and gym hasn’t helped. So although I can climb the hills, it takes it out of me more than it should. However practice makes perfect. So I stopped, out of breath. I had texted my lady about the florist episode and she immediately came to mind. As she does without any prompting. I then thought about the florist again. I thought about Alice Herz Sommer. You need to know this woman. Her mantra? Life is beautiful. It was cold today, windy and overcast. I looked at a huge tree and noticed buds were beginning to form. The smile on my face broadened, and I said out loud: “Life is indeed beautiful.”
I have mentioned the fact that I don’t use Facebook very much. Sometimes I find it difficult to resist. Donald Trump has never been other than on my list of idiots. A racist, misogynist buffoon. At least that’s what the mainstream have been feeding my subconscious for years. And because I have that view of Trump I pay attention both consciously and unconsciously of anything that reinforces that belief. What I have just said applies to how everyone constructs their reality.
In recent days it has come to my attention from my “go to” friend who has an encyclopaedic knowledge of cosmic and world “reality” that Trump may be more than he seems. And there is no doubt, none whatsoever, that the so-called “liberal” media in the USA have tried to destroy him. Before you proceed bear in mind I have been left-leaning all my life.
So I posted Incredible Trump 2020 Campaign Ad. Watch it, it may surprise you. Then one of my relatives in America, who I’ve never met, but I think she is fabulous, commented. It went something like this, shortened massively:
… Trump has to go.
Me – Is it possible Trump’s critics have an agenda? The Clintons are murderers.
So you’ve fallen for the Clinton conspiracy theory?
Me – No.
I always thought you were a Trump sympathiser.
Love you Amy. Now I know Amy is infinitely more than this exchange, but the exchange touches upon a deep and profound truth. My worldview is that those who serve the system at the higher levels are corrupt. And everything that supports the system is also corrupt or at least corrupted. Amy has a different view, which I respect. But to completely close down any argument, however much merit it may have, all you have to do is label it.
From both the shadows and the limelight slowly emerging are spiritual teachers who have avoided the conspiracy theory curse. Some of you may be familiar with them; Gregg Braden, Bruce Lipton, and Joe Dispenza. There is much he says I would disagree with, but so what let’s throw in Sadhguru.
If you look at the history of Winston Churchill you will discover deeply unpleasant, truly appalling periods of his life before he became wartime leader. I have no doubt Trump has more than a few skeletons rattling around in his cupboard, but this is not a blog post to promote Trump.
If you were in dire straits and someone came to help, would you want to know their politics, if they were representative of a minority, and had “woke” views on transgender issues before you accepted their largesse? If you think I’m exaggerating look at what’s happening in certain (worryingly large) sections of American society.
People like me can spend decades reading, trawling the ‘net and watching “alternative” videos until the cows come home. But it is impossible, truly impossible, to avoid mainstream conditioning.
My lady and I have hugely differing political views. But at our core we both fundamentally reject the idea of a hierarchy with the Queen at the top and a homeless person at the bottom. I find her calmness, patience and open-mindedness almost addictive. For those who know me, I am spontaneous, impulsive, impatient and far too often very opinionated. I almost crave her qualities because they balance and ground me (God knows if she craves any of mine!). She has saved me and other people from myself on a number of occasions with her wisdom.
So, dear reader, I would exhort you to look behind (cui bono anyone?) what you are being told. We all know if someone is labelled a racist, misogynist, a conspiracy theorist, trans-phobic or any other “woke” term of abuse they are instantly dismissed. There is no quicker way in contemporary society to close someone down. As I am sure I have said many times it is incumbent upon us all to develop discernment. To know when we are being deceived, and to know when we discover or are being told the truth. I am 1 million miles from having this quality but it is my intention to develop it much further.
It would take you about five minutes to realise the statistics and other things being thrown at you at the moment about the virus are dubious to put it mildly.
I’m going to leave you with the incredibly reassuring thought (this is not a thought but a painstaking researched, scientifically validated argument) that humanity is not solely populated by toilet roll addicted, snarling and feral individuals. And if it is it is because they have been conditioned to be that. Gregg Braden, from his Missing Links series on Gaia, discloses that archaeological findings from over 5000 years ago have proven the absence of any weapons, wars and mass graves. Remains of many of the communities which were excavated were found to have no walls. No evidence was found of mutilation. How interesting is it that we were told “civilisation” (wars, pandemics, fighting, mutilation, mass graves et cetera) began 5000 years ago. And yet a phase of human history from 5000 to 10,000 BC has yet to reveal evidence of the kind of daily diet we are served up by those who have hijacked the planet.
Another cycle, another era absent of war and suffering is ours for the taking.
In closing, my research and my contacts have suggested one of the possible routes to this return to paradise could well be linked to the misogynist, racist and thoroughly reprehensible Trump. Who knows? It is almost too incredible to contemplate.
But what I do know is this. Take any figure of any note from history (bearing in mind that history is written by the victors) and you will find if you are diligent and thorough enough that every one of these figures has a shadow side.
I have been exceptionally fortunate in my life to be involved with the healing of thousands of people. However I have had periods in my life when I have not been the most attractive human being you have ever met. Before you accuse me of anything, I have murdered nor deliberately attempted to harm no-one. I don’t think I have ever betrayed anybody, but I may have done. So use me as a metaphor. I reckon I’m a pretty decent person. If I had ever decided to appear on a world stage if my message ruffled too many feathers you can almost guarantee the inevitable media onslaught. And if you look back far enough into anyone’s past you can find “dirt”.
We do indeed live in the most incredible, depressing and exciting times. Hard though it may be, if you persist you will find love, compassion and all that you wish for for yourself, and your family and friends, and all sentient beings.
Seek love, seek truth and remain open, curious and (thank you precious) calm.
Love to you all as always, Jack Stewart, 28th March 2020.
Last night I attended an excellent talk at the wonderful Isbourne Centre, Cheltenham, given by Susie Mackie, originator of Women of Spirit, an organisation dedicated to empowering women.
In these days of creating victims, of division, of virtue signalling and unhinged social media trolls, to find someone who is dedicated to the opposite, who shuns the idea of being a victim, walks her talk and also embraces the other half of humanity is so refreshing. We are all work in progress.
There are those who discover their destiny at a very early age. One who immediately springs to mind is Mozart who was composing symphonies at the age of three. No matter how long I have left in this present incarnation I compare myself with no one (and I would never with Mozart!), however I did realise at a similar age the world was not as it seemed. For someone who, in her own words, has had three disastrous marriages (excepting one glorious outcome, her daughters, the most significant consequence) to realise she no longer was served by her lifetime conditioning in her late 50’s is brilliant to put it mildly.
Yes it’s never too late to have a happy childhood, and it’s never too late to awaken.
What struck me most of all about Susie and the ethos of her organisation and those who share her vision is that no one becomes empowered at someone else’s expense. Reading the brief of her talk, it was obvious it was aimed at women but it was also obvious that men would benefit. How can we hope to build a world where we all can relate to and love each other (yes I can say that, most of us get a very brief glimpse of it around Christmas time) by creating endless divisions using dubious criteria to exclude those who we blame for our misfortune?
Men may well be from Mars, and women from Venus in so far as our understanding of each other. Equally not all men are oppressors and not all women are the oppressed. However in my own experience enough men are oppressors and too many women are oppressed. Therefore it is right to focus attention on the liberation of the oppressed; however as my intelligent and articulate male friend who attended the talk with me pointed out, men need to be educated, from an early age, by confident women so that Martians celebrate, understand and consciously can relate to Venusians.
Through the rejection of victimhood, but at the same time avoiding papering over the cracks of abusive and toxic relationships, progress is inevitable. Fuelling, pumping up and glorifying victimhood is a slow ride in a handcart to hell.
It is truly inspiring and liberating to read about anyone who has been abused, traumatised or consistently put down at any time during their lives and have subsequently woken up and transformed themselves. What is served by creating some kind of league table of abuse? There is always someone who has had a harder life than you. There is always someone who has been closer to the edge. The way out of all this is to use the abuse or trauma to propel you into helping others in the same situation and educating more to prevent the situation ever arising in the first place. Susie gave some examples of women who had done this. I can give you examples of some of my friends who have done the same. And from personal experience working with male survivors of sexual abuse many years ago, there are few things better in life than making a contribution to help people change their lives for the better.
We cannot have too much inspiration!What is the opposite of inspiration? Demoralising, cheerless, hopeless, grim, depressing. A sample of antonyms from an online dictionary. Yes, been there, done that. Throughout the whole two hour talk, my mind was flooded with thoughts about the person who consumes me, my beautiful lady who inspires me daily. At one stage Susie asked us to compliment each other, as many people struggle to both give and receive compliments. I noticed the person on my left who I worked with had amazing, piercing eyes. Of course I told her this and she accepted it with grace. Her compliment to me was that my skin and face glowed. Which it does, thank you.
It glows in part because my lady has persuaded me to use moisturiser. But it would still glow without it, because the incandescent glow comes from within, from her love and inspiration. She would ever agree with her own story becoming public, it is not her style, but I can assure you what she has done in this lifetime to date is inspirational to thousands of women and she is an exemplar of what women can achieve.
The point of all this is that we are inspired by the accounts of “Ordinary Women. Extraordinary Lives.” ♥ I am Divinely blessed because I have found someone who triggers inspiration in me. Cherish or seek out the one who does/can do this for you.
One of my favourite authors, Neville Goddard, likens the conscious mind to man and the subconscious mind to woman. Most of our behaviour is informed by the subconscious. The relationship, as described by Goddard is that of two lovers, equals, rather than one dominating the other. Every one of us is a fascinating blend of the masculine and feminine.
I like to think I am both strong and vulnerable. Vulnerability is a strength. It takes real strength and guts for your walls to come down. I am fortunate in knowing many people who are strong and vulnerable. They are authentic, aware and the finest role models in a world of deceit, eight second soundbites and (sorry if this is becoming repetitive) division.
If you surf the net to explore the definition of empowerment it makes very interesting reading. Essentially, empowerment is seen as being given something, possibly by a more powerful group. No, we empower ourselves, and the process of that empowerment can be assisted and accelerated by others of our choosing.
“I look into your eyes and I see the Divine. I see through the Divine and I see myself. I see through myself and I see you. I look into your eyes.”
In case you haven’t discovered it, Eckhart Tolle is one of my heroes, an exceptional person, a gift to the world. Because I subscribe to his YouTube channel I get regular updates. A recent offering is Selfless Love and Romantic Transcendence. It is worthy of your attention.
The essence of this, and many similar contributions from other spiritual teachers, is that we should aspire to and ultimately access a state of selfless love, i.e. we love everyone equally. Naturally this is a very tall order, but it has great merit.
If someone is “special” to you and you are “special” to them in an intimate relationship then this might be considered to be of the ego. Your partner is giving something to you that you have not accessed within yourself. And if you watch Eckhart you will see that he suggests such relationships have the potential to fail. Or it might depend on the word “need.” Another term for it is co-dependency.
I haven’t yet worked out how this ties into the concept of symbiosis, of one person complementing the other. Yes we are complete within ourselves, but do we wait until we are in a blissful, “surrender” state before committing, and taking a risk in a conscious relationship?
It is almost becoming a broken record, but the world has no meaning for me unless I can share it with another person. All of nature’s wonders, a sunrise, sunsets, unspoiled beaches, mountains, forests and all kinds of beautiful vistas are enhanced exponentially when experienced with another. The same can be said about music, and art and an appreciation of shared interests.
Tolle is not suggesting it is either or, it isn’t part of his philosophy, and as he has a significant other, it would be the height of hypocrisy.
A meaningful, conscious relationship requires work. If our enemies and people who we disagree with are our greatest teachers, then what value is the contribution from someone who we love, and loves us in return? The world will give you a hundred reasons why you shouldn’t be with someone, why they are “toxic” and you are better off on your own. Maybe you will find a hundred reasons to support the opposite position.
If we are to cultivate a love for humanity then surely, like the journey of 1000 miles, it begins with one other person?
We are currently negotiating our way through a cultural phase in which the list of characteristics which distinguish us and separate us from everyone else is growing by the hour. All the ills of the world can be blamed on another group. And you know where the buck stops.
Compassion, forgiveness, empathy, and understanding are all necessary in an intimate relationship. If it takes us many lifetimes to get to know ourselves, I suspect it takes a little longer to get to know another person.
Wandering round this town (Malvern), it is full of people seemingly eking out some form of existence on their own. It is a kind of self-partnered resting place for ageing hippies.
And we all know there are no coincidences, so despite it being Valentine’s Day a timely email dropped into my inbox:
“With authority, eloquence, and an easy-to-read style, Lipton covers the influence of quantum physics (good vibrations), biochemistry (love potions), and psychology (the conscious and subconscious minds) in creating and sustaining juicy loving relationships. He also asserts that if we use the 50 trillion cells that live harmoniously in every healthy human body as a model, we can create not just honeymoon relationships for couples but also a “super organism” called humanity that can heal our planet.”
I cannot recommend Bruce Lipton too highly; I have made reference to his work frequently. I can expand from my own perspective on quantum physics, it is essentially the Law of Attraction, feeling and seeing your wish fulfilled. Not convinced about love potions, but that’s just me, and as for the subconscious mind, bring it on!
No doubt those who appreciate this blog are of a similar mind. The mainstream hammer out a repetitive series of “memes” and “tropes.” I’m not 100% sure what these words mean, and I couldn’t care less, the point has been made. The open minded and awake know what I’m talking about. If you don’t just watch any number of daytime television trash programmes, listen to Radio Gaga (don’t you just love this!) and read the “celebrity” section (most of it) of a tabloid.
Part of being truly awake, so I’m told, is to accept what is and do so with grace. I love the way Eckhart Tolle makes light of everything which grates and satirises the insanity of the world. I’m on my way certainly, but at times a good rant helps.
We all know, and certainly I do from my days as a political activist, that attempting to force your opinion on someone else is a recipe for a wasted life. The only way people like me can justify our actions is the belief that what we are putting over is the truth (excepting the rants) and at some level it resonates with those open to personal, relationship, and planetary change.
And if you don’t want to be the best version of yourself in this incarnation, and you have no interest in attracting and cultivating a conscious loving relationship and the state of the world as it is suits you perfectly, then fine. God bless you.
A good friend of mine has admitted (he is 54) he has never truly been in love. He wants it and is prepared to let go-once he finds out what it is-of the barriers which prevent him from this incredible state. I have no idea whether my situation intensifies his desire for this.
Maybe I am lucky; I know my situation is not common. I cannot and will not express in this post my deep feelings for my beautiful soulmate. I don’t need to and it is not appropriate. When I am inspired, which seems to be pretty often these days, I feel able to express myself in writing to my soul mate in ways which sometimes amaze me. We are all richly blessed, I cannot say that enough. Find your bliss, whatever that means for you, and follow it.
I don’t care either about the commercialisation of Valentine’s Day, any excuse for romantic love and the sharing of it and the expression of it will do me. An oasis on the long journey towards surrender?
Or maybe, the oasis is the place for surrender.
Love to you all, Jack Stewart, Valentine’s Day February 14, 2020.
“If you are yourself at peace, then there is at least some peace in the world. Then share your peace with everyone, and everyone will be at peace.
I suspect I’m right by saying that most of us are rarely at peace. No matter what the issue, whether personal or about life in this crazy world, we are experts at maintaining tension. The best metaphor I have come across is that we are all sprinters, frozen in the “get ready” position, waiting for the starting pistol to sound. Of course it very rarely does; maybe it never does. Or someone comes along and shows you something completely different…
We are permanently on standby. However there are things we can do to be at peace. Some are obvious, work them out for yourselves. We are at peace in the company of certain people, if we are lucky. I am very lucky now, having had a few years of-what is the word?-let me say “stress.”
Shortly after my recent bereavement, a very good friend of mine, Stuart Morris (who runs the truly excellent Birmingham Holistic Centre) contacted me and offered healing. It didn’t feel right at the time to accept his generous offer but I made a mental note.
If you read my last blog post “I am unlovable no more” then you will discover I let go of some rather debilitating negative emotions on Sunday, February 9th. Yes after that I did feel peace. But the beauty (some might see it as a curse, but that is incredibly short-sighted) of letting go is that God/the Doctor within is then given permission to “line-up” more memories or beliefs that no longer serve you. And so it was.
When I am not in the presence of my lady, or talking to her on the phone, especially (but not exclusively) when I’m on my own I have felt an irrational, at times very deep and troubling fear. Fear of more loss, fear of abandonment, fear of isolation and fear of life losing its meaning again. Or at least these are the ones I can think of; there are probably other fears wrapped up with these. This is my stuff!
I suspect everyone reading this has had the experience of having let go of one fear finds another one pops up in its place. Fear of course is usually future orientated. Fear of what might happen.
And if you are in communication with someone who is very perceptive and intuitive (ring any bells?) then they will pick up on that irrational fear. And they may feel it has something to do with them, even though it hasn’t.
I took Stuart up on his offer and went to see him yesterday. Would you like to read about a rather significant synchronicity?
Anne and I met Stuart about eight years ago. We had a common interest in The Healing Codes. Stuart and I have always had a connection since and I know he loved and respected Anne. Anne’s spirit guide was and is “the greatest healer since Christ”, the incredible Harry Edwards. The late (for the uninitiated) Harry Edwards is one of my greatest heroes, a giant amongst men.
I’ve not seen Stuart for a couple of years and before we began we briefly chatted about his recent experience. Stuart has learned, taught and mastered many healing modalities and he has put many of them to good use not only with his clients but also with his son, Nathan. I picked up a leaflet at the centre before I met him and I noticed he was now a spiritual healer himself.
I’m sure many of you know what’s coming next. Yes, Stuart has had “spirit communication” from Harry Edwards and has trained as a healer at his centre in Shere, Surrey. I also discovered he has written a book about Harry, shortly to be published. Naturally he had no idea of the connection between Harry and Anne.
Given Stuart’s range of talents I wasn’t aware, or had no expectations or provisional choices about how he could help me. I just knew he could. And although I know many excellent healers, I just had to receive treatment from Stuart. It was phenomenal.
The irrational and troubling fear which has blighted my life for some months, feels that it has almost gone. Getting used to not having it is fascinating to say the least. Who can I thank for this? My boundless gratitude goes to my lady; to Kate Collier and my five co-participants on Sunday. And Franz Ruppert, Identity Constellations originator. And to Stuart of course, who seemed to know all along.
Stuart “picked up” during the healing that Vanessa and Anne could now move back, that the highest level of support and protection I’d had from them was no longer necessary. They will always be with me, but consider the implications of this. And, later yesterday, I went to my wonderful friend Harry, who is very psychic and a brilliant healer. He told me that Vanessa was moving back too…And no, I hadn’t told him about Stuart’s revelations.
As I write this I feel different, more grounded. I need to move out of Malvern. I need to start work again.
I’m mindful of Stuart’s words about life. Life presents us with serious challenges. We have those who can help us; family, friends, therapists, healers. We have help from those in spirit. But then we have to do it. It will always be the same.
“My” formula too remains. Love heals. Find the one who completes you.
Namaste. Jack Stewart, February 12th 2020.
We are richly blessed. Here is your daily mantra from Wayne Dyer:
I attended my second Identity Constellations workshop yesterday. For those new to this idea it may help to read I Remember It Well, parts one and two first in this blog.
Everything is confidential of course, however I can give you greater insights into the process as on this occasion I was taken through it. There may be two versions of my experience: one that most accords with the originator of the process, Franz Ruppert and the facilitator Kate Collier, and probably the other five fabulous participants. And then an “Angel” version which accords more with my worldview. A caveat (my seeming word of the month?). You don’t need to have my worldview to benefit from this truly magical experience.
My “intention statement” is the title of this blog post. I truly believe I am loved again but there is this nagging doubt which has to go. I’ve done a lot of work over the years to be at peace with my origins of being adopted.
The night before I was listening to “Inthe Living Years” by Mike and the Mechanics. This song has always touched me. But it really got to me and I thought it was about my rather distant relationship with my adoptive father. My beautiful lady seeing I was visibly upset came over and she had assumed (knew) my sadness was about never having met my biological father. Of course she was right, she is always right. Her words were of great comfort.
The next day I drove to Cheltenham, flying down the country lanes and dodging the aftermath of hurricane Thatcher. My SatNav was acting up too. But I got to the centre on time, full of anticipation and excitement about letting go of “stuff” that no longer served me or my relationship with my lady. Whilst I knew I would be taken through the process (numbers and the drawing of lots can prevent “randomly” any of the participants from going through it. There is not enough time for everyone in groups larger than 5 to participate fully), there was a nagging doubt I may not, probably the same nagging doubt I brought to Cheltenham.
There were six of us. I was first off. I wrote “I am unlovable no more” on the flip chart and then each word on five separate labels. I then went round the room handing the labels to the other five participants having asked them if they were willing to accept the word and play out, through resonance, the parts of me that longed for integration.
Like choosing a tarot card, you always get (my view) the perfect person to play the parts of:
Which is exactly what happened.
Some (most?) times during these workshops there is a cathartic release. With the skill of the facilitator it is not anything dramatic, it is just a release. Having been through a similar process (though not as powerful) 25 years ago I am aware that my cathartic release is somewhat subdued compared to others. The whole point of Identity Constellation is to get out of your head and get into your feelings. I have and do resist doing this but I am more than capable of getting into my feelings when the situation requires.
A baby in the womb, surprise, surprise.
A massive, almost uncontrollable ego connected to a potential heart-damaging release.
A small, but loving heart.
A “part” who withdraws under extreme stress.
It was as if a volatile mixture of my conscious and unconscious “parts” was being revealed and was unravelling before my eyes. I felt a range of emotions: frustration, indifference, love, rage, sadness, neglect and betrayal. The strongest negative emotions were reserved for my biological parents. My mother is still alive and lives in Florida, my father never wanted to know me in this incarnation. I thought I had processed all this and forgiven both of them. I think it would have been seen to be more helpful to me had I expressed my rage more fully. But I have been expressing my rage all my life in different forms. I don’t need some cataclysmic screaming and shouting to let it go.
Yes, I could have voiced the rage and the obscenities I felt towards my biological parents, but having run them through my mind, and I did feel them, I felt a sense of release. The person resonating with part of me that was “No” tapped into something I had always suspected, that my biological mother wanted to abort me. I have met her and I see no point in pursuing this. I would be surprised if she hadn’t done at the time. Whether she did or she didn’t is an irrelevance, the “truth” emerged during the constellation and it is something I had clearly buried or avoided.
My biological father passed many years ago. As I write this I feel a sense of peace and resolution. See postscript below.
It is difficult to remember everything that happens when you are taken through this process. It is a time of high emotion, of accessing things buried for years. After the session was over I was rather spaced out. I came with an intention of wanting to both know and feel that I was lovable. I have that. Beyond price.
If everyone in the world was to go through at least one Identity Constellation it would change humanity forever. Franz Ruppert’s contention is, and one which I agree with wholeheartedly, is that we all live in a traumatised world. By releasing our traumas individually we contribute to global change. We become authentically who we are, the goal of the process.
We are not our “surviving” selves. We are not our “traumatised” selves. We are our authentic, true selves. But of course we are the first two, unless we do something about it.
Until 25 years ago I spent far too long as my traumatised self. Though it wasn’t always obvious. The workshop yesterday helped me let go of a large part of my surviving (compromised, occasionally maladjusted and unfulfilled) self.
To me there is no doubt that I would be taken through this. Even if I’d walked into a room of 20 people, I would have been taken through it. I also knew I would experience a release. I also know I am divinely guided.
It emerged during the process that I had been using “Divine Connection” as a means to avoid confronting my material reality. And this I would agree with. However nothing, no workshop of any quality will ever change my worldview about my divine connection.
We are spiritual beings having a human experience. We can lose ourselves in spirit and ignore our material, emotional, physical and mental selves. Identity Constellation work is a process par excellence for removing the trauma of incarnation!
Another aspect of this. I have spent over 10 years and longer using the technology of The Healing Codes, which tap into the power of unconditional love to release trauma. I have seen this with hundreds of clients. However for some it doesn’t get deep enough and that is where identity constellation work comes in.
I’m a great believer in the power of the Divine, whatever that means to you who is reading this. It is a massive issue which would require scores of blog posts.
We all know people for whom any kind of quality therapeutic invention would massively improve their lives, but they strenuously resist it and go on in quiet desperation. At the other extreme we have those who spend far too long in therapy without taking action. The therapy itself almost hijacks the person’s life. And of course there are reasons for both.
There are some people who are so constituted as to be able to almost seamlessly emotionally process the most extreme difficulties. We need to learn from these people.
Can we “get rid of” the whole of our shadow (mostly our traumatised selves) during a lifetime? Is this something we should aspire to? The first step in any shadow work is to acknowledge we have one. There is no doubt that big parts of our shadow would benefit from the light. How much should we focus on releasing the trauma and how much should we focus on attracting, securing and experiencing unconditional love?
It is a personal choice but it is also a global issue.
If you are conscious of any trauma you wish to release, access Identity Constellations. If you have a nagging “splinter” in your mind or body, access Identity Constellations.
But take it from me, do whatever you can to attract or at least remove the barriers from connecting to your soulmate. This process can help anyone but what I get from my soul mate is more than beyond price. But whilst it is relatively easy to access identity constellations never give up on trying to find your soulmate.
I am truly loveable. And I have found the perfect person to show it. And can I show my feelings? Have a guess.
Jack Stewart, feeling richly blessed, Monday, 10 February 2020.
I subscribe to a belief, often a knowing, in the greatest good for everything. Whilst we might be spiritual beings having a human experience, we have to process what happens to us “here.” Feeling rage against the people I chose to create a vehicle for my soul is not a judgement but a necessary release of a negative emotion in my body.. From a spiritual perspective, how can I do anything but love my biological parents? Where would I be without them? I was unaware of this rage. It didn’t serve me. I don’t care what my parents did or didn’t do 67 years ago. They did what they did knowing what they did at the time. I no longer am carrying anything around about my adoption. I forgave them years ago. Nothing has changed about that. Feeling rage allowed me to move on. Rage no more!
This song, instead of filling me with sadness, now fills me with joy:
Readers of this blog will have heard of the Essenes. Most people have heard of the Cathars. The Armenian genocide? Everyone has heard of the Holocaust. Most people have heard of Pol Pot.
The common thread? It should be obvious; the slaughter of innocent people by unhinged dictators, psychopathic regimes (all of them) or institutions (the Catholic Church) wishing to protect their hegemony.
Another dominant theme of this blog is the Afterlife. Removing the veil between this world and “the next”. And unlike the mainstream’s depiction of the spirit world (there are a few notable exceptions) it is effortless for me to portray it as anything other than paradise.
I have just finished watching The Windermere Children, a BBC film about a group of Jewish children (with an age range from around 5 to 18? ) who had survived the Holocaust. In total 732 young people came over to the UK after World War II. The film concentrated on around 300 who were housed in former workers barracks near Lake Windermere. Nothing I can say in this post can do justice to the magnificence of this production. If watching it doesn’t move you, depress you, sadden you, anger you, but ultimately uplift you then you are not breathing.
If you were to sit down and consider the likely reactions of a traumatised group of children when exposed to something approaching normality, you would probably work out what I am about to share with you. But it still shocks.
Getting off the bus? What fate awaits? Being housed in army-like barracks, having to remove their clothes, being given medicals. Might this be problematic?
Having their own rooms, being fed properly, encountering dogs.
Not knowing, but deep down truly knowing, the fate of their relatives. Night terrors. Official letters from the UK government confirming their worst fears.
As one of the quite wonderful people working to rehabilitate this group admitted the children knew nothing other than horror. Any religious zealot wishing to portray hell could do nothing which remotely approximated to the hell in a concentration camp. This brilliant film didn’t need to show any of it. It was revealed by the children’s behaviour, by their unbelievably dark paintings and by their attempts at readjustment. In one scene a group of around five young men used humour, successfully, to take the sting out of their personal nightmares. Priceless.
As a psychotherapist my greatest tools are “reference experiences”, positive, loving episodes we all have to enable us to function properly. For example being told “I love you” by a parent or carer, doing something well and being recognised for it, recovering from a difficult situation, setting goals and achieving them. Most of these kids either had none or they were buried very deep. Deeper than the horrors expressed through their art.
It would be almost insulting to list the lessons from The Windermere Children. I can only offer my own. People close to me have visited Auschwitz. I have visited a few prisons in the UK, medieval sites and battlegrounds, picking up extremely negative “vibes” but none can be compared to a concentration camp. Insofar as we can be certain of anything in this world we can be certain the Holocaust was real as were the atrocities listed in the first paragraph. To identify any person because of their race, or their membership of a group as lesser humans needs no commentary. Anti-Semitism exists. This we know. I didn’t need to watch the film to realise how the Jews have always been persecuted. I can fully understand the anger and “never again” mind-set following the Holocaust. Had I been in it and survived I would have been a dangerous man. However persecution of the Palestinians and the weaponisation of the term anti-Semitic for those who disagree with the Zionist policies of Israel is not the way forward.
This film captured so much about the human condition. I will not spoil your enjoyment of it. Before I watched I read a description of the film and a critic said that the end scenes would “undo” you. The critic was right. But there is another scene before the end which was equally powerful.
Many of us have prescriptions for today’s youth. The Dalai Lama suggests meditating on compassion. I would suggest to eliminate or massively reduce any real or perceived anti-Semitism would be best served by people watching this film. Or just the scene when a group of local youths are taunting the refugees outside an ice cream shop.
You can probably guess what’s coming next. What rehabilitated these truly heroic young people was love.
A couple of my friends have watched this programme on my recommendation. They were impressed. In the last few months I have personally undergone many changes. In the last six years I have experienced some kind of transformation. I know I am coming from watching this in a way different to almost everyone, perhaps excepting regular readers of this blog.
I was told by a very good medium friend of mine, who else but Jonathan Brown, that my heart would open some time after the passing of Vanessa. He omitted to say one person would be instrumental in that. So I look at The Windermere Children with a very aware eye.
Next week I am going to attend (again) an Identity Constellations workshop. I wish to let go of my abandonment issues. Watching this film has made a huge contribution.
As I close this post I feel overwhelmed with gratitude and love. The perfect recipe for the prevention of any more holocausts and the perfect recipe to defuse and emasculate those who wish to exploit victimhood for their own divisive and anti-humanitarian ends.
We are richly blessed. We are all “special”. We are all aware and awake. Namaste. Jack Stewart, February 2, 2020.
Regular readers of this site will recognise references to creating our own reality. For most people this is a massive stretch, but for many who stay with me here, perhaps less so. I wish I could say I live totally wedded to this idea, but there are many times I struggle with it. So I would like to explore why any of us would have a problem with manifesting the kind of life we could have only dreamed about. What follows presupposes we are powerful beyond measure and do indeed create everything in our lives.
How many times have you read about people who win large sums on the lottery and the net result is devastating. Of course for some it will be a miracle but maybe for the majority this good fortune can turn into a nightmare. Do you really think you deserve all the good things in life? And what really matters to you? Material abundance, good health, satisfying and rewarding work, exceptional relationships? How many of these can you truly manifest?
Most reading this will have heard of the law of attraction, and unfortunately in its early days the focus was on material things, and a good number may be disillusioned when the Ferrari didn’t show up.
It may be obvious that if we feel we don’t deserve a wonderful life we are placing a massive obstacle in the path of realisation.
And closely related to this is the idea that to have or acquire anything of real value we must work for it. Things should not come easy. It’s certainly very difficult to be physically fit without putting in the effort! It even could be argued that this is congruent with the whole idea of manifestation. To manifest requires work, requires effort and requires discipline.
For me the most challenging. NLP is a tool that enables unscrupulous people to manipulate others. My almost exclusive use of NLP has been to help people, through psychotherapy. The idea that I could manipulate relationships for example leaves me feeling cold. However I’ve read enough lately to realise that we cannot manipulate anyone at a distance who doesn’t want to get closer or to enhance friendships without their agreement. We all have sovereign free will and will not embark on any path without wanting it. Despite knowing this, I’m still a little shaky.
It’s all about beliefs. You’ve heard the classic quote from Henry Ford, “whether you believe you can or you can’t you’re right.” Our whole life experiences, whether or not we go the whole hog with creating our reality, are based on what we believe. You can include here socialisation, how much we have bought into a material view of the world and how much we subscribe to the mainstream view that most of us are just a bunch of “useless eaters.”
It is difficult to separate deserving and beliefs out because each influences the other, as does manipulation. And if we suffer any kind of serious emotional pain it will impact on the status quo.
Most of my life has been spent experiencing, learning and teaching some kind of personal change. There are times I just want to be me. Of course it begs the question who am I anyway? I also know from speaking to clients and friends that such is the power of the mainstream, of collective consciousness and these days, algorithms we have to pay attention to our own truths daily. I don’t know where I would be if I didn’t read so much and watch inspiring speakers and teachers on the Internet. Clearly I am not in the majority, and these days am free from financial pressures. Even when I wasn’t and had to earn a living, my living was to teach personal development, personal change and healing.
Whilst no one’s life is easy (is it?), the path described here certainly isn’t. So we may be back to the basics of stick and carrot, pain and pleasure and even- God forbid- what’s in it for me just to kick-start it all. And for those of us who are dedicated to service, this is a personal act.
The massive, incredible incentive.
Whether or not your focus is on yourself, your friends and family or even humanity could you rest easily if you did nothing despite knowing that to pursue this path consciously can help everyone? And with all things there are shades of grey. Whilst it is possible to change in an instant (read again the passage on deserving), it may take time to move from a “programmed” mind-set to one which may seem incredible.
And I’ve just been watching Carolyn Myss on Gaia TV. I’ve followed Carolyn for a long time and rate her very highly. The programme was about self-esteem, another major theme of these blog posts. She made a hugely significant point. Decades of personal development and awakening have contributed to the empowerment of many people. And with that empowerment comes responsibility and we (most certainly me!) have at times struggled to come to terms with our newfound perspective and heightened abilities. Just the realisation that you can lift someone up with a word and put them down with a word is very challenging. Of course it is more than true, language affects DNA.
The death of Woke?
I find it difficult these days when I meet my friends not have a conversation about the insanity that is Woke. The obsession with our biological space suits, what colour they are, what kind of bits are hanging off them, and the interminable search for new victims completely and utterly eclipses any discussion of character.
“I have a dream my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the colour of their skin but by content of their character.”
Martin Luther King
We should all stand up to this nonsense (thank you Laurence Fox and Douglas Murray) or at the very least satirise it (thank you Andrew Doyle).
Of course this captures the essence of this post. When we are all empowered and are all creating our own realities are there ones that dominate or are there nearly 8 billion realities? We might all be connected but we are unique, so there are 8 billion realities. And before the irresistible descent into madness in trying to track and understand all this, if your world is created with love, and is from love then the “consensus reality” will be something truly incredible. And I can let go completely of any more discussion of “Woke.”
We are richly blessed. Love to you all, Jack Stewart, January 31st, 2020.