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My background includes an MA in Political Science, an MA thesis on Chinese Foreign Policy, and many years as a mdedical transcriptionist (former RN training). A true Aquarian, I am also an astrologer with 30+ years in Victoria BC as a professional psychic. I offer Karmic Astrology Readings and write about astrology, karma, grace, and reincarnation here on my website Aquarian Reflections.

Great Ship of the Desert * The Higher Self

Never Lost, Never Alone, Always Loved.

When I first set out on my Silk Road Journey, I used to walk, leading my Camel, and He patiently plodded in rhythm behind me. Yet at last I saw this to be unwise, for He was the Great Ship of the Desert, built by God for the Journey. I saw that He had always known the Way, softly brushing my back when I led us through drifting sands.

I came to know that my Camel was my Higher Self, whose other name was Soul. It was easy, then, to mount my Camel and trust completely, for on this Journey, His great heart would never fail.

The new arrangement works very well. As each new Dawn turns into Day, I hear His tinkling bell…His sand-wise feet now trace the Road in measured, swaying time. As Day fades quickly into Night, He rests with me by cool waters, in the shadow of the Palm.

Psychic Readings, Accuracy, and the Mind as Builder

There Is a River, The Story of Edgar Cayce. This is a book I highly recommend.

When the legendary seer, Edgar Cayce, was in his trance/sleep state and was asked to give a “reading” of the soul-record for an individual, he found it very difficult to determine whether the soul had thought of doing something or had actually done it.

I can attest to this as a psychic myself.  I gave “Life Readings” very similar to those of Edgar Cayce here in Victoria BC for over 30 years. There were times when what I so clearly “saw” at the time of the reading had not happened, or did not happen – at least not for a very long time – in the physical world.

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Karma Dreaming * The Alchemy of Memory

It is well-known that we repeat and revise old patterns of cause-and-effect (Karma) through reincarnation, our many voyages into Time, Space, and Matter – or as I think of it, journeys on the great Silk Road.

There are forms of Karma Dreaming, however, in which we can work with Karma, reviewing and revising here and now, in this life. This can be quite advanced spiritual practice – as in shamanic journeys through Symbol as we go deeper into meditation. Here, we often drift among our own Akashic Records; here, we may sometimes engage in changing the templates from which arise the repeating patterns of Karma.

The gift of Memory is truly a miracle. It is readily available for all, and it allows us, indeed encourages us, to live not once, but many times within the same lifetime. More remarkably, Far Memory allows us to enter and relive many events from other lifetimes.

And each time we pass our experiences through the alchemy of Remembrance, they are altered in ways we cannot anticipate, but can record. As we change through spiritual and psychological growth, that which we pass through Memory changes also.

In time, much of what we review in Memory is – surprisingly – seen through the generosity of Love.

Beginnings * First Psychic Pictures

Long  before my parents’ psychic “sittings” at Hillshore, and long before I read Edgar Cayce or gve professional psychic readings, I was blessed with my own revelation, which would last a lifetime. I didn’t know it then, but this was my first personal experience with something remarkable called Active Imagination, and it would one day be the psychic channel through which I gave professional psychic Life Readings.

Hillshore, my home c. 1952 on the Bay of Quinte, Prince Edward County, Ontario

I was no more than ten, sitting on the back steps that led into the old extra room, really a storage shed, tacked onto the farmhouse at Hillshore. In there, we kept our piles of chopped wood for the ancient black cook stove, “Beulah”. It was also the place where Rocket, our large bullmastiff, used to sleep with Patsy, the small black spaniel cross, tucked close to Rocket’s tummy for warmth. Our stolid bodyguard, a cat named Sir Pook of Quinte, would ensconce himself on Rocket’s back and in this fashion the trio would settle in for their night’s sleep.

The day came, however, when Dad tore down the old shed with its step, and we could go directly across the small gulley to the larger apple orchard. Rocket was allocated his own suite of rooms in the barn for winter, Patsy was given hers close by, and Sir Pook of Quinte had by then inveigled himself into becoming a House Cat….

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