I was thinking this morning that, as I near the age of 60, I am finally just about feeling happy in my own skin. By that, I mean it has taken me nearly 60 years to value myself as an individual and to feel content with who I am, most of the time. I began to wonder if it takes everyone this long, and if our culture fails to instil
Last week my blog was about embracing Islam, and some of the parallels between Islam and modern spiritual teachings. I mentioned that, according to Eren Tatari, who wrote one of the books I was studying, there has been too much emphasis on the practice and jurisprudence of Islam and not enough on the faith. I know that everything happens in divine order, so I knew that it was no coincidence
I was looking out for a sign for my blog this week, when I spied a Praying Mantis on my window. She is a rare visitor to my household, so I wondered if she had a message for me. In hindsight I could have asked her personally, using the skills that I learned during my animal communication courses, but, at the time, I was in a hurry to get my