21st Jan 2023
This week I have combined two mini Blogs, with similar themes, that relate to me and my status as we move into this new year of change and uncertainty.
And a reminder for those wondering when change of a positive nature will be upon us.
The first signs are already starting to appear, especially in the US with the Trump fiasco. The real movement will be more obvious from the March and April when secrets become public and the lies are truly exposed.
THE BLOG
Many years ago now a British band, The Moody Blues, released a number of albums with titles and lyrics I found to be remarkably provocative.
My friend Glen and I had started a band from the late ’60’s and he had been given his first Blues album titled In Search Of The Lost Chord, on which were two track written by their bass player John Lodge.
The first was See Saw and the Second was Voices In The Sky. And both had a deep and profound effect on me in different ways.
See Saw attracted me because it had a very fast moving bass run, and as a bass player just starting, it became my goal to master that particular run if I was ever to be professional.
It was the lyrics of the other song, Voices In The Sky, that intrigued me as a songwriter.
It was like there was a far deeper meaning to the words than John was indicating and it took many years for me to see their higher meaning.
To this day I don’t know if John intended it to be read that way.
The album titles also seemed to be telling me something that I didn’t grasp till many years later.
In Search Of The Lost Chord seemed to be saying we had lost the skills to live harmoniously, and then as if in reply, the following album A Question Of Balance, delivered the reason why, and the answer.
The Threshold Of A Dream was saying to me that a new world was just around the corner, but that Days Of Future Past meant that our projections of the past onto the future, wouldn’t happen.
Seventh Sojourn, a title describing this as the Blue’s last album, triggered my thoughts of reincarnation.
At the time, there had been discussions of the different kinds of lifes we would encounter, and one was that we came back seven times.
Were the Blues psychics, or were my Spirit Friends educating me, via the titles and lyrics of these songs?
The Blues certainly indicated their involvement with the drug culture of their time, especially with the very interesting cross melody song Timothy Leary. At that same time came the expansion of alternative beliefs, including Indian mystics and their influences.
Whatever status or basis their songs were coming from, the influence was a very important one for me. They triggered the concept that there was more to the spiritual genre that Christianity, and especially in my case, Catholicism, were offering.
And it was these initial triggers, and not just those triggered by the Blues, that headed me in the direction of inner searching to where I found the ‘elevator’ I live in that brings me instantly to the Source of my existence: My Oneness with the Creator, my Oneness with my Spirit Friends.
PLEASE NOTE: The only drugs I ever took, and reluctantly, were those prescribed by my doctor.
MY PARADISE
I have lived alone for most of my life, though initially I certainly didn’t intent to.
It is a very difficult situation to be in when a prospective partner, out of the blue, accuses you of somehow delving into their private lives, and their private thoughts.
Such is the major drawback of being a conscious trance medium: It takes a special person to be able to understand, and then to live, with my kind of mediumship.
Over time, I developed a state of solitude where talking to myself, answering myself and spontaneously laughing out loud at unspoken jokes would certainly have caused perspective partners and friends concerns for my mental status.
So am I insane? Are all people who talk to themselves insane?
Of course not: It’s the content and state of mind of a person, not their action alone that determines a person with a anti social problem.
“You will know them by their fruit”, or as I wrote in one of my many songs “it is our snail trail that shows who we really are.”
It’s our history, our actions recorded in our own personal Book of Thoughts that determine our status.
And so here I sit at four thirty on Friday night, my mate Beau the goat munching on some unmentionable plant life, my array of laying hens (chooks) look at me in complete ignorance as I openly discuss, with my Spirit Friends, the content we are preparing for this, my next Blog.
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Eric Leigh Pink: https://worldwidepredictions.com/
Allie Dreams Down Under: https://www.youtube.com/c/EllieDreamsDownUnder
On The Light Path, The Road Forward 
I can hear Master Obi Wan Kenobi’s spirit saying, “you’re never alone.” And then I remember the singer songwriter Rodriquez commenting tao about his lyrics back zen- that interpretation of his own writing depends on his own state of consciousness as much as it does someone else reading them. I can relate to that. Thank you Pete.
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Yes that is so true Ari. In the past I’ve had people come back to me in relation to what they have perceived I have said. It was like there were two different conversations going on. Hope you had a great C’mas and that this year is better that the last. Pete
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“To all those gallant folks
who believe that “thinking
out loud” is good therapy this
book is affectionately dedicated”
George W. Van Tassel
When Stars Look Down
c. 1976
I talk to myself too. Feels right. Makes me wonder if spirits are around.
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Hi Kathy, and thanks for the comment. Yes we are entering a time where ‘mind talk’ will be accepted and many will ‘prophecy’ as Jesus said …. already there are many average people throwing out predictions, and this is growing. Pete
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