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God’s Gift

Updated: Nov 19, 2020

A spiritual gift or charism (charismata) is an endowment or extraordinary power given by the Holy Spirit

“I shall no longer be instructed by the Yoga Veda or the Aharva Veda, or the ascetics, or any other doctrine whatsoever. I shall learn from myself, be a pupil of myself; I shall get to know myself, the mystery of Siddhartha.”

He looked around as if he were seeing the world for the first time.

Hermann Hesse, ‘Siddhartha’

· Aether Oracle Of Delphi · By Amaterasu · 1960 ·

“Know Thyself!” — Inscription over the entrance at the Temple of Delphi

Incessantly loud and unrelenting babel-ing voices of many people, filled with a righteous insistence of aligning with some religion or spiritual path or other. And apparently with a need for it to be trumpeted openly and publicly, a proclamation signed in my blood, of my allegiance with one path or another.

The ceaseless clamour jangles the peace of the intuitive, the psychic, the oracle. It enters the crevices of my peace like a clanging brass doorbell demanding attention. Demanding I open the door to their demands.

I’m here to explain my path, my mission, and My Calling. As they say: our calling chooses us.

Mine most certainly did.

It’s been unrelenting and still is, and pushes me forward through the hatred of others, the death threats and life threats towards me, the ignorance, the mockery and their fear.


And unlike Siddhartha, I still intend to continue reading and studying the ancient scriptures — the Vedas, the Essenes, the Ancient Egyptian Books of the Dead, the original Biblical texts, the Golden and Light Sutras, the Book of Thoth, the Forbidden books of Rumi, the books of Ifa, Patanjali, and many other wondrous and worthy writings.

In the current global climate of corrupt vampiric ‘spiritual teachers’ on the hunt for you as their prey — reading solitarily in some quiet nook, nestled comfily into an old couch laden with cosy cushions and warm blankets in your home — far from the sexual or financial or other hellish design some teacher may have on you — is much safer for you, and far from such claw-like clutches as theirs.

They are not concerned if you lose your life or your life energy to them. So buy some books or read online — it’s ultimately very much safer!

But I also want to warn and enlighten any aspirant reader who may be studying such many and varied treasures for the upliftment of their mind and soul — ALL those paths bar none were aware of magick and fearlessly used it. So many religious and spiritual writings have magical spells woven within the words and the pages, designed to charm and hold your mind and gaze.

Stay awake and aware of this truth, is all I ask.

The Re-converted

‘There’s nothing worse than the newly converted…” — these were my Mother’s words, loaded with her own brand of personal judgements and some extraordinary, at times, innate wisdom.

She was, in fact, referring to my (paternal side) Grandmother Anneliese, who re-converted to Catholicism in her later years, after a series of heart attacks. As a young child, when I visited her at home in Singleton, she took me to the local Catholic church, a quite majestic and imposing edifice, and insisted I kneel on the floor as I entered.

As a 10 year old, although having been the top soprano from a very young age in my gentle Presbyterian church choir in Nambour, I really had no idea what this was all about, so it was a fairly useless and empty gesture on my part. But her unyielding hands pressing down hard into my small shoulders, thus forcing me down into that position, couldn’t be resisted.

I didn’t dare utter any sound of rebellion within the echoing acoustics of that vast temple.

But my soul did rebel silently and mightily in that moment of forced obeisance to something unknown — was it to that silent and echoing building?

I wasn’t sure, and no explanations were ever forthcoming.

And following this, our visit to the local Nunnery in the nearby town of Muswellbrook, to look in on a very young girl in her early teens obviously dying, laying in bed in a faded white nighty. Dying of some wasting disease — consumption? Tuberculosis? I’ll never know. Mute and apparently very holy according to the nuns, who had relegated sainthood to her very young and sacredly silent, pallid and deathly state.

I felt sorry for her, and wanted to give her a warmly healing hug, but was prevented from getting too close by the nuns. I also felt this was all a little premature for such a young girl.

I wondered what she’d done to gain such adulation and adoration. It was lovely she had such heartfelt support, but it seemed to me back then that she was simply some kind of a very small, pale, silent and deathly-ill rock-star of the Nunnery.

None of this really worked for me.

It did the opposite of what my Grandmother Anneliese intended. My Mother had always maintained, against my own wishes and strong personal philosophy, that I was an agnostic or an atheist, like the rest of the family. I’d rebelled against that also very early on — as a 5 year old in fact.

But Now This. With my Grandmother. The answer inside myself was a silent ‘no’, and the early beginnings of a lifelong vow to search and seek for the truth about it all.

The meaning of life, God and everything.

Later my amazing (maternal side) Grandfather, the self-avowed Humanist, Keith, labelled me ‘the family idealist’, rather than an atheist, but that’s another story altogether.

I love to mix it.

To me — this is an actual strategy and a tool in my magical book of healing and ancient unlearnt yet intrinsically known medicine. And I find that many really don’t understand what I do, and don’t seem to have the mental capacities to comprehend at all. With the current bizarre trend toward twisting and inverting or retroverting everything, it’s almost impossible to be heard.

But in my quest to bring spiritual dialogue and healthy yet robust religious debates back together, as in times of old, I set this up purposely and very purposefully.

Women, I find, are often severely underestimated in our capacity to have any intellectual or spiritual faculties.

When we’re friendly, speak even only once to someone, or are just naturally affectionate even, it’s usually erroneously interpreted as the following : flirting, being in love, wanting to have sex, or get married, or being a ‘slut’ etc.

To be a mature woman having an intelligent conversation with another being, either male or female, without sexual interpretation has been the challenge of this lifetime. I never expected the issue to so suffuse my life with reactionary lies, innuendo, and slander from others. But there it is. And so it goes, on this currently very corrupt planet. All are presumed to be corrupt and when you’re not, then the sly slander begins with usually, I find, about 10 knives stabbing simultaneously into one’s back when you're not looking.

Back when you didn’t know better, and easily loved and trusted. Now I know to expect the unexpected. Always.

But being a bisexual women — well — the reactions from others are another level of nightmare on this planet altogether. We are constantly sexualised, called transgender, with severe and very nasty assumptions made, including assumptions of promiscuity, and a constant array of sick lies told.

I’m pretty well over it. But my Guardian Angels insist I stay, and whisper on the breeze, saying plug on darling, get through this and tell it all’.

But getting back to ‘mixing it’.

My strategy: has always been to attempt to bring all the comprehensible symbols and beliefs of the highest nature of all spiritual paths and religions together, without any attempt to dilute, change, or homogenise anything whatsoever, but to respect, love and share the beauty of each religions love for God, and relationship with God. Or with Self.

Or whatever way they love and choose to express their love for God.

I wanted to find symbols in common that could bridge all the differences. Such as images of Light or the Sun as a representational living manifestation of God.

And believe me, most religions have the extremely potent beauty of poetic wordsmiths who express things in a deeply magical and religious way.

Designed to fully open your heart and let you fall right in.

When so-called Babalawo’s or any witches, psychics, shamans, or priests of other persuasions continuously try to get your attention, your money and/or your life by tempting you with doors being opened or summarily closed etc., oh my God, please please don’t be fooled by this age-old ruse.

It’s garbage, it’s evil and it’s because they don’t know what they're doing. These are the ones who teach via Facebook memes, not able to teach privately and one-on-one.

Incapable of direct heart-to-heart teaching.

“Somewhere Else” · Art by Clinge

For this is the only door you need opened — the understanding of God and the gift of sacred magic to the chosen. Not given to all. But to the Chosen.

But just as ayahuasca has been severely abused as a mercenary thrill-seeking tourist drug trip, and the majestic Spirit of the plant has become deeply enraged, withdrawing its support and hiding the plant — well, so too the understanding of the initiation of sacred magic has been tampered with and stolen by the satanists, the New Agers and the corrupt.

The understanding that the deepest and highest religious magic was given as a gift from God to the chosen, has been lost in the maelstrom of evil sorcery and the dark arts, in their relentless quest for power, and especially an often sadistic power over others.

And in the midst of all this, with or without sacred magic, is this Hope and Truth.

That the beauty and preciousness in all paths and all the views of the many faces of God can not be lost.

So now walk with me down another, perhaps a little unexpected (!), path for a time. Walk with me and lets look at the heart and life of a woman who experienced enlightenment, the light of God, for a time, and then — what happened?

Let’s go ‘round the Medicine Wheel and view this extraordinary woman and her bottomless heart of gold from every direction. Read on.

Young Mother Teresa · Art by Aless Bruno

Mother Teresa’s story: holding the torch

“There is a light in this world, a healing spirit more powerful than any darkness we may encounter. We sometimes lose sight of this force when there is suffering, too much pain. Then suddenly, the spirit will emerge through the lives of ordinary people who hear a call and answer in extraordinary ways.” ~ Mother Teresa


Mother Teresa was born Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu in Skopje, Macedonia, on August 26, 1910. Her family was of Albanian descent. When she joined the Irish order Sisters of Loreto, she was given the name Sister Teresa after Saint Thérèse de Lisieux. She became Mother Teresa after making her final vows.

SOUTH: living in trust and innocence, child

Mother Teresa had an older sister and brother Aga and Lazar, born to Drane and her husband, Albanian grocer, Nikola Bojaxhiu. Her father died suddenly when she was eight years old, leaving the family struck with poverty.

She was baptised Gonxha Agnes, received her First Communion at the age of five and a half and was confirmed in November 1916. It’s said that from her first communion, “a love for souls was within her”.

Drane raised her children firmly and lovingly, greatly influencing her daughter’s character and vocation. Gonxha’s religious formation was further assisted by the vibrant Jesuit parish of the Sacred Heart in which she was much involved.

Gonxha seems to have had a Great Nurturing Mother parent in Drane. Plus she was very firmly ensconced in a strongly Christian community in which her entire spiritual outlook was born and nurtured to carry her throughout this lifetime.


WEST: the home of the sacred dream, death and rebirth, adolescent.

When aged twelve, she heard a “strong call of god.” Gonxha felt she had to spread Christ‘s love through being a missionary and at eighteen joined an Irish community of nuns in Ireland called the Sisters of Loreto.

She was sent to India within a few months and took her initial nun’s vows in 1931. Mother Teresa started her own order with the permission of the Holy See in 1950, called the Missionaries of Charity, “whose primary task was to love and care for those persons nobody was prepared to look after”, and this became and International Religious Family by decree of Pope Paul VI in 1965.

So as an adolescent her energies, which are often strongly sexual and passionate at this age for many, were channelled into love of God. This speaks to me of a total disconnection from her physical being, and a total focus on spirit.

There’s no judgement here, I’m just observing what happened to this child as she went on the pathway her spirit was so strongly drawn to.

As her later writings speak of a disconnection from spirit and God when she commences working with the poor, I believe she must then at this time have experienced a powerful connection to spirit, which carried her through the rest of her years. All her life and spiritual energies at this stage became focused on the Christian God and the work she was trained in.

All of her life points to her naturally being a Great Nurturing Mother.


NORTH: wisdom and strength, adult

The place of Spirit; reflects my relationship to god or goddess or Great Spirit; represents the adult, responsible independent balanced being, inspiration

“By blood, I am Albanian. By citizenship, an Indian. By faith, I am a Catholic nun. As to my calling, I belong to the world. As to my heart, I belong entirely to the Heart of Jesus.”

Small of stature, rocklike in faith, Mother Teresa of Calcutta was entrusted with the mission of proclaiming God’s thirsting love for humanity, especially for the poorest of the poor. “God still loves the world and He sends you and me to be His love and His compassion to the poor.” She was a soul filled with the light of Christ, on fire with love for Him and burning with one desire: “to quench His thirst for love and for souls.”

I do not wish to speak with judgement: here was a great being of Light and beautiful service to the world in the name of her God and beliefs and also spiritual experiences.

If we look at a balanced nature, I see imbalance.

I see disconnection from a life of connecting intimately with others, and like a butterfly with only one wing perfectly formed, to use Dane Rudhyar’s Sabian Symbols, I see her as perfectly formed in that area, and wingless in another area.

That of human connection and possibly disconnection from the beautiful natural world, another expression of spirit and gods.

However, the focus and dedication of this Great Nurturing Mother was exemplary and her commitment and love for her work has become legendary.


EAST: illumination

The place of the mind, reflecting ancient wisdom; can be the home of the heyoka, the sacred clown/jester, teasing poking fun at established institutions and status quo. Can be very profound

In her Nobel Lecture, Mother Teresa said: “I think that we in our family don’t need bombs and guns, to destroy to bring peace — just get together, love one another, bring that peace, that joy, that strength of presence of each other.”

After Mother Teresa’s death, it was revealed she felt deeply rejected and separated from God and that this was a deeply painful and constant experience, alongside an “ever-increasing longing for His love.”

This despite her life’s labour in service, bearing “witness to the joy of loving, the greatness and dignity of every human person, the value of little things done faithfully and with love, and the surpassing worth of friendship with God.”

She named this painful spiritual experience ‘the darkness’. Interestingly it’s seen that this experience started around the time she began her work with the poor and continued to the end of her life. Fascinating.

The Vatican states that this “led Mother Teresa to an ever more profound union with God.”

“Through the darkness she mystically participated in the thirst of Jesus, in His painful and burning longing for love, and she shared in the interior desolation of the poor”….. Well that would be true … but … necessary??

Necessary that in order to work lovingly with people we have to disconnect ourselves from our spiritual Source and spiritual Love? And try to fill our own empty cup with only faded memories of Spirit and nothing tangible of Spirit, or our own wild nature…. sad.

This is a symptom of some aspects of some churches/religions (of course not all) that espouse a life of disconnection in order to reach (some kind of) spiritual heights, and leading to many tragic outcomes as we see in today’s world, and in the world of the past.

Her last years of life were marked by increasingly serious health problems; however she still continued to do this work. Mother Teresa died of heart failure at the age of 87 on 5 September 1997 in Calcutta, India.

Most certainly we see here Death Mother, where the constant focus that Mother Teresa had on ‘healing’ of the lives of others, and absolutely none on her own, really, that can be seen, as being bereft of self-nurturing and healthy balance in her life.

Is it worth the sacrifice, the healing of others, to lose yourself so completely that you completely lose your spiritual connection and are operating in a void as she did for the entire time, it seems?

The entire time.

This is dedication and commitment! With complete cut off from her spiritual source, she would have been more and more drained….

Mother Teresa’s Ultima Madre as Great Nurturing Mother and Death Mother shows up early in the piece.

Mother Teresa has to be deeply admired for filling her own cup the entire time with her own inner light; although not being able at all to feel actual God Source energy anymore — living off her memory of moments of mind-blowing spiritual connection with the Absolute, feeling herself alone and disconnected from God to the end of her days.

However she may have turned this around if her religious belief system had encompassed way to nurture and nourish the aspects of herself that she allowed to become filled with pain and darkness through disconnection.

She wasn’t taught how to do this, as her religion supported the disconnection, most likely. None of this detracts from the wondrous person of light she was, the beacon of light in a world that has so much darkness.

What a heroine, living for decades in her own darkness, and yet still creating a powerful memorable living light from a flame of memory.

Love to you Mother Teresa

— excerpts throughout in italics from Mother Teresa of Calcutta (1910–1997), biography

The ‘New Age’ vampires

It’s no small secret I have a big difference of opinion with ‘New Age’ teachings. Opposing views, in fact.

I’ve done my research and I’ll a little of it place it here once more. You can read and decide whether to look more deeply into my articles and the research links I’ve added in to bear weight to my deep, deep concerns.

Although I’m open to new ideas and channelled information, the ‘New Age’ is a different kind of entity/organisation/body of thought, and I’ll willingly call it demonic, altogether, and I absolutely do not trust its intention.

My experience with it has been close to horrific, due to the people within the movement having no morals and viewing themselves as Godlike beings with no accountability whatsoever.

Their behaviours are deeply abhorrent in my view.

And they will, I have no doubt, at some point in time, be called to account by a God that is not actually themself.

The truth that we all carry the seed and light of divinity within us is undeniable, but the evil use of this powerful esoteric knowledge to gain worldly and destructive and oppressive power over others is a corruption I cannot ever stand by and silently watch.

Again I iterate that I usually fully support genuine individual and independent connection with Spirit, receiving evolutionary, uplifting healing and spiritual messages. They do not necessarily have to align themselves with the ‘New Age’ movement. If they do, I will not align with them.


I will not back down from my stance AGAINST any ‘New Age’ untruths and the evil behaviours emanating from the disgusting stench of that Movement.


“Here I’m revealing the blackest of evils hidden in plain view. Tucked neatly within trite and useless platitudes of ‘New Age’ teachings, we’ve found the darkest intentions. The worst kind of evil has been insidiously planned to be fully enacted within these times by deceptively smiling faces with outstretched and open arms. Their horrific goal is that of a ‘gentler, yet more final solution’, already being enacted on a global scale, as we speak.

Let me begin to explain, and unveil for you the evil unfolding in our own lives in front of our very unsuspecting and confused eyes.

In her frightening vision in her ‘Book of Co-Creation’, a scarily radiant and deceptively adorable Barbara Marx Hubbard writes:

‘Out of the full spectrum of human personality, one-fourth is electing to transcend.

One-fourth is destructive [and] they are defective seeds. In the past they were permitted to die a ‘natural death.’

Now as we approach the quantum shift from the creature-human to the co-creative human — the human who is an inheritor of god-like powers — the destructive one-fourth must be eliminated from the social body.

Fortunately, you are not responsible for this act.

We are.

We are in charge of God’s selection process for planet Earth. He selects, we destroy. We are the riders of the pale horse, Death.’

Here we see clearly in her words, beliefs and thoughts, a dark demonic spectre of an evil mental illness and terrible delusion afflicting some on this planet. These are the élite who call themselves ‘The Elders’ and their followers, who believe they have the right to decide who should live.

And who should die.

“These peoples will eventually be replaced by the new root race about to make its appearance in a newly cleansed world; nevertheless, for the moment, this is a tragedy.” (‘Cosmic Countdown,’ Guardian Action Publications, 1982, p.12)

This particular ‘New Age’ movement is as genocidal and evil as the Nazi atrocities in their ‘cull’ of Jews and others. Those beastly beings who call on one-fourth of the population to elect to transcend (die) — I call on God to call on them instead.”

Excerpt from following link, my deeply researched article, The ‘Pale Horse’ Killer Cult.


“Of course, I’m not delusional and don’t have the fantasy that it will be easy to convince the many who’ve been brainwashed and blinded by the false light of the ‘New Age’.

The well-planned mental health issues caused by the ‘New Age’ doctrines have been perpetrated on this planet by people who call themselves by many names, but are thinly-disguised Luciferians, who believe they can lead and save the world from itself.

Too many beautiful people are now dead or suffering further ills due to the utter incompetence, hidden barbs of toxic poison, and deadly uselessness of many New Age teachings.

The problem is that underlying the uselessness of the teachings is a much more sinister intent, and that is of global culling. Yes, yet again we see the intention of the global cull in its many disguises. And so, we must see the links and once again join the very same dots. The search for the origin of the lies keeps leading us back to the same places.

A great number of ‘New Age’ maxims taught by ‘spiritual teachers’ to unquestioning eager followers, I’ve identified as dangerous pop psychology. When examined more deeply they’re actually found empty of sustenance, and detrimental to real healing.”

Excerpt from following link, another of my deeply researched articles —

Perhaps I should be even more clear. Of course I should. So many misunderstandings abound in this world today. I feel this poem of Rumi’s clearly encapsulates a lot of the truth of who I am.

But again, I feel I am even more than this. Yet it stands powerfully in its own Truth, and I want to bring it in to you today. If only for its heartfelt message of not needing religion to utterly connect with God.

The article link below holds my thoughts about not needing any intermediary between ourself and God….

Only Breath · Poem by Rumi · Music by Xpherekube · Narration by Erika Fitzpatrick · Omega Point

So who am I?

And why am I here.

As I’ll state again further down this article, I arrived here with a very strong mission. Very strong. There are many facets to this mission, but I can outline them if called upon.

For the purpose of this article, let’s stay with one of the threads of my mission here.

That of bringing together diverse religions and spiritual paths and creating safe space and

sanctuary to enable debate, discussion and sharing. Disagreement and agreeing to disagree.

This means some very strong outcomes for me.


This means I cannot follow any particular path in this lifetime.

I do not take this lightly, in no way, and no matter what any religious spokespeople says, Christian or whoever, I know what I came here to do. And if you think this means Jesus or any other ascended master would, or will, ever forsake and harm me for doing this — know this:

You’re wrong.

I know this in my deepest and highest being. I disavow any talk of my channelling being any form of demonic visitation, for the energy only carries truth and light.

They walk beside me.

They support me and they talk to me and through me. I don’t call myself the Enlightenment Channel for purely professional purposes. I call myself this because I am. The ascended masters sometimes channel through me, when they wish a message to come through me from them to humanity, much as Light is channelled through the Reiki Master.

When I’m clear enough to let the message through.

This is not me saying I’m enlightened, although I’ve most definitely experienced many extensive times of enlightenment.


Like a ‘Hollow Bones’

Or a Shaman or Medicine Woman of the Native American tradition, I have to empty out of myself (as far as possible) and hone myself to allow the energies and messages through. Often they’re as obscure and bizarre as any Nostradamus or Edgar Cayce message, and make sense more often in retrospect. So be it.

But in my one-on-one channelling, it’s very different — more immediate and clear.

As a child and teenager I would automatically write, and these Spiritual messages were of a very high nature. I do have strong past life recall, and to me, reincarnation is not a question but a given.


But as to my mission

— this is part of it and I intend to keep trying until my path is over on this plane and in this body. I totally respect those that have converted late to any religion and their intense adoration for the powerful sacred teachings and holy scriptures.

However I also call for the now extremely urgent need on this planet for us all to respect the paths of others — with the built-in non-negotiable proviso of — Do No Harm— and then we can talk and hear eachother, and disagree most intensely, and yet still live, and our children live, and our homes still stand and our communities continue.

Without the evils of warfare, torture, rape, poverty, homelessness, starvation, illness, terrorism or violation leading to senseless destruction.

Yes I know there are many other seed reasons for war such as greed, money, oil, water, land and so on, but all too often it’s about the differences of religious paths.

And let me tell you this — and I know you know, if your eyes are wide open — it’s only intensifying on this planet right now rather than decreasing in the intensity of its combustible heat. The fiery heat I speak of is that of deadly religious disagreements, and the violent outcomes accompanying such differences.

This cannot continue or the destruction will be too intense and utterly break the heart of God.

The time is one minute to midnight, people. If not later.

Monastic debating

I love the following practice by Tibetan Buddhist Monks and Nuns of spiritual debate. I’ve always loved and envied this. I’d love to jump into such a debate and listen and speak my philosophical endless truth and remembering. For me it just seems so utterly natural.

And just as they’ve managed to respectfully and lovingly cherish and maintain this nourishing and stimulating practice, so I would love to see this on a much wider scale — global in fact — covering the entire bigger picture.

If all religions and spiritual paths were able to debate in this healthy and most robust way, without fear of attack, violence or death, but more be met by an understanding, appreciation and recognition of the power of belief and connection with God — then where would this world be?

I guarantee — not in the place it’s in now — of wanton and excruciating destruction, war, torture, illness, poverty, misery and death.

God has many faces, and for the Buddhists it’s Buddha. They may not call Buddha God, but Godhead. For others God has another face. God appears in the form most easily acceptable to particular community or culture, this I believe.

The sacred and holy scriptural writings of all the religious and spiritual traditions, the many different translations, the original teachings and the corrupted translations leading to violence and torture — the antithesis, in fact, of the original teachings — this is what needs to be held up to the light and debated openly, loudly and with heart.

Tibetan Nuns · The importance of Tibetan Buddhist debate — Monastic debate is of critical importance in traditional Tibetan Buddhist learning. Through debate, nuns and monks test and consolidate their classroom learning with the motivation of ending suffering for all sentient beings. This video which is excerpted from a longer video made by the nuns themselves, talks about the importance of debate for the nuns at Dolma Ling Nunnery in northern India. The video was made prior to the completion of the debate courtyard at the nunnery, which provides a large, covered space for the nuns to practice, even in the heaviest of monsoon rains. In addition to their daily debate practice, each year in India, hundreds of Tibetan Buddhist nuns from nunneries in India and Nepal gather for a special event called the “Jang Gonchoe”. This annual inter-nunnery debate takes place each autumn and is a critical part of the nuns’ education. Prior to 1995, this form of learning was only open to monks, not nuns. The Tibetan Nuns Project, with the wonderful support of His Holiness the Dalai Lama, played a critical role in opening up this learning opportunity to women. The Jang Gonchoe debate session provides a tremendous opportunity for the nuns to practice this ancient form of learning. For many, it an essential component of working towards higher academic degrees, such as the Geshema degree, equivalent to a doctorate in Tibetan Buddhism. To preserve the tradition of Tibetan Buddhist debate and ensure that annual inter-nunnery debate will continue to take place, the Tibetan Nuns Project has set up an endowment fund for the Jang Gonchoe. Support of the endowment will help to preserve the Tibetan culture as well as open up a centuries-old tradition to the nuns, enabling and empowering them to become great teachers in their own right. The benefit of this is inestimable and will be an enduring legacy for generations to come. Learn more at:

My Calling Chose Me

The following excerpt from my ‘Daughter of Dragonblood’ epic series outlines the nature of my Calling in this lifetime.

But Boipelo’s insistence that she must become either Muslim or Sufi in order to fully activate her Head Spirit Papa Adé, [and to continue in her training as a Mamywatanabe Priestess], became something very onerous for Lisbet, and was the signal of the beginning of the downturn in her spiritual path with him.

Lisbet felt strongly that her path and mission on this planet, and in this lifetime was to NOT take on, or affiliate herself, with any particular religion.

She had a strong connection with God, had experienced a powerful and extended time of Light in the Head, and didn’t need formalised religion for this.”


The Spiritual Sanctuary

“This felt very important for her to name and acknowledge — as she felt part of her strong life mission was to provide safe harbour for many religions to begin dialoguing with eachother within such a sanctuary.

In a way that she had memories of from another time and place.

A time when many teachers and masters from diverse religious or spiritual paths, would sit in a circle to argue and pontificate to their hearts content, without fear of sword or retaliation.

She’d brought in a strong spiritual directive from behind the veils, to recreate this within this lifetime. And gone some way toward achieving this by setting up such a space online, and clearly stating this as its mission.

A sanctuary for all religious paths to connect and dialogue, using spiritual terms that most could identify with, that could cut across all faiths and paths. This space became very successful, and over 125,000 people were in that online room, loving the space, and the concept.

This was initially enhanced by her contact with the Temple and others in the Ifá community, and then ripped down by what ensued.

By the celebrity hounds from hell who pursued and destroyed all her hard work.”

Excerpt from my a chapter of my 'Daughter of Dragonblood’ epic series:

Light In the Head

I’ll never forget the long abiding transcendence I experienced as the 2012 ending of the Mayan calendar rolled in. I was high as a kite. No I don’t use drugs nor drink, and haven’t for decades now. The sensation of golden light pouring in and though me was of such a high and sweet intensity it was all I could do to manage my life.

I would just sit still in ecstasy as my mind, heart and soul were bathed and saturated in an ocean of cosmic honey. The energy was made of pure love and my heart was full of golden sweetness, wide and open.

Now I look back at that time and I worry. About the consequences of such innocence and suffusing en-lightenment.

Because anyone so filled with Light, and with no knowledge of how to protect themself from marauders, is ripe as unsuspecting food for the hunger of dark and demonic entities that exist to feed on our Light, our Loosh, whatever you might call it. The Light was literally pouring in and through me, and whenever I meditated it was only exacerbated.

Where these powerful bliss energies came from is a question whose answer I can only surmise.

At the time, many spoke of the planetary energy in a swift upgrade trajectory as cosmic light poured in to assist. Perhaps it was inner light and I was accessing my higher power or having direct Christ, God or Buddha connection.

Whatever it was, it was good, it was stunningly gorgeously beautiful and it was the Light.

No question about it.

Many self-realised teachers wrote in ancient Buddhist and Zen scriptures warning about being transfixed by just such a phenomena, as a common trap on the spiritual seekers path. A phenomena that could only distract from true realisation, awakening and enlightenment.

And the truth is it did place me in such fierce danger. Not from myself but externally.

I know this in retrospect, because when I look back in time at those events, I can see clearly it was literally only weeks even days later that this was the point in time where all the latest severe negativity and attacks happening in my life originated.

I signed up to an overseas ‘Mystery School’ via distance education, and immediately dark entities began appearing in my life, never seen or experienced before in this lifetime. Mentors from the “Mystery School” said this was common for new “apprentices”, as dark entities were apparently attracted to our blossoming light due to the influence of the school.. .

But to me it seemed ominous — a very bad omen. And. It was.

Nothing in my life has ever been the same since that time. It all went from bad to much much worse. And do you think the Mystery School assisted me in learning strategies for Psychic Protection, which was my first question of them?

No. Their vampiric hunger awakened, and the feeding began, as the school itself was made of hungry dark entities masquerading as spiritual teachers and mentors.

I tell all this to warn you my beloved, darling friends and my beautiful children and grandchildren.

Never be as naïve and trusting as I was.


Many years prior to this I’d experienced another state.

What I now call “Light in the Head”. This state lasted for at least a year and was almost unbearable powerful, like a lighthouse beam shining inside my head and out of my eyes.

It was triggered by certain readings, scriptural readings of a very high nature, taking me to entire other realms of elucidated and imaginably transcendent thinking, being and understanding.

I won’t talk more about the reasons I believe it came on in, but more about the experience, which was of a literal en-lightenment.

To me — a very real light shone from within my head and through my eyes, almost blinding me with its brilliance. This is spoken of in many traditions.

Light in the Head.

I can compare it a little to my experience of participating in ten 10-day Vipassana meditation sessions consecutively in the wonderful ashram in the Blue Mountains of NSW in Australia, where I sat, then served (dharma in between each course).

Suddenly it happened — one day I was simply standing washing my hands in a basin in a communal bathroom, after a particularly difficult day of meditation, and everything became transparent.

I could see through everything. Solidity was gone and light auras surrounded all beings including myself.

I myself was almost not there.

I looked in the mirror and my visage was almost translucent.

The sensation accompanying all these experiences is hard to articulate. Suffice it to say I was in a transcendent frame of being. Do not ask me to place this into words. I was enlightened, for that time.

On each occasion my body was in a heightened state, having been either fasting or in much reduced food intake. I was meditating many hours a day. At Vipassana retreats, we participate in Noble Silence, which I always fully respected.

It wasn't easy. It was also a breakthrough time.

Again I won’t articulate further what I mean by this. Just that I went through a wall within myself and my usual reality, and through and out the other side. It was no latent drug or alcohol-fueled experience, if you're thinking this, no — again I say I only used drugs for 2 years in my very early teens, and sporadically drank here and there, to then fully stop in my twenties.

I could never, ever be called a drug user after the age of 16. The opposite in fact, as I only experienced pain from the addicts around me in my family and community. I became anti-drugs, yet very understanding and able to give counsel to those who use and need help to stop.

So for me, enlightenment has never simply been a state of mind. It’s been a full body, mind and soul experience.

Quite visceral in some ways and utterly luminous in others.


Why do I bring this in?

I have a deep reason to talk all this through with you today. In my encounters with God, the experiences shift and change, but I always know. Oh my God I know.

So, I want to look at Enlightenment and how it doesn’t always stick around, despite the fallacy abounding that once enlightened that’s it. Enlightened for good now.

But sadly — no. Not the truth, in the main.

Perhaps for Buddha but for others its a little different. Just as for Mother Teresa, who lived with a fading memory of burning Godlight or Christlight, but no sense of God connection for the rest of her life.

Enlightenment visits but doesn’t always stay. What is enlightenment then? Is it a deeply experienced encounter with God and with Self?

I would say yes.


Primary and Secondary Awakenings: the Temporary and the Permanent

I believe I experienced a number of profound temporary Awakenings, as opposed to a Permanent Awakening. This distinctly different experience is spoken of in many religious and spiritual traditions.

“In the Hindu Vedanta tradition, this is the distinction between nirvikalpa or savikalpa samadhi (usually seen as temporary) and sahaja samadhi (usually seen as a stable, ongoing and permanent state of samadhi) (Feuerstein, 1990).

“In Sufism, there is a similar distinction between fana and baqa (Spencer, 1963); likewise in Zen Buddhism, kensho and satori are comparable terms (Suzuki, 1956).

In the Christian spiritual tradition, there is a similar distinction between mystical experiences, and mysticism as a permanent state, as in the state of ‘deification’ or ‘theosis’ (Underhill, 1960). Maslow (1970) made a similar distinction between the ‘peak experience’ and the ‘plateau’ experience, or between ‘peak experiences’ and the ‘self-actualised’ state.” —Steve Taylor, ‘The Journal of Tranpersonal Research’, 2014

And as Steve Taylor says, the experiences brought lasting changes although the otherworldly luminosity gradually faded back to a fairly temporal reality. Yet our perspective has now permanently shifted.

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Oracles — The Pythia + the Prophets

“Then they spit in his face and struck him with their fists. Others slapped him and said, “Prophesy to us, Christ. Who hit you?””

Matthew 26:67 (NIV translation)

I don’t quote this to imply I’m a Christian prophet. I’m not. I’m an unaffiliated spiritual Oracle born again into these times. And God knows, we’ve had a seriously hard time throughout all the ages — attacked and killed in some times, revered in others.

Jesus and his Prophets were treated absolutely barbarically and we all know how shockingly that ended.

Jesus did say that any real Oracle or true prophet would be mocked, abused and spat at in their own lands. Did he realise the mockery and scorn of the true-hearted Oracle would often be by other so-called psychics and channels — not always, but often?

In these cases it’s often partially about jealousy and competition. Competition — the deadly and deadening sickness of the modern age.

And also of many prior ages.

“All of this has happened before, and all of it will happen again.”


“If you believe in the gods, then you believe in the Cycle of Time, that we are all playing our part in a story that is told again and again and again throughout eternity.”

The above sayings are ancient accredited to a Pythia, a female Oracle. Perhaps she was me, who can say. Or another, there were a few. Let’s hope the oracles back in the day didn’t fight amongst themselves in the way they do in these times. I personally won’t be here to rinse and repeat this cycle, or any other similar cycle.

I know I am choosing not to return here but ascend to higher and very different realms. Please don’t take it personally.

That’s my choice, and I’ve made it within the highest heights and the most profound depths of my soul. I’ve had enough. Of this place.

And that’s the Truth.


Now Christians may take umbrage at my quoting Jesus

But I love Jesus deeply and I always walk with Jesus. I also humbly walk in Spirit with Krishnamurti, Sri Anandamayi Ma, Yogananda, Krishna and other ascended Masters who’ve achieved Godhead though incredible effort, soul-searching, prayer and meditations.

I also very much love Buddha and his teachings, as I also believe Jesus did. I believe Jesus teachings encompassed loving the whole world and all people.

I refuse to cower in fear and say what I am not.

This is who I am.

I accept all spiritual and religious paths, I accept that the face of each ones God may appear different. I accept the differences and the similarities.

If all is done under the concept of— ‘Do No Harm’ — then we’re good.


I do not apologise for my gifts, for my God-given abilities.

For being an Oracle.

For too long I allowed others to shame me, even one in my own family. I doubted my abilities. I didn’t listen to my powerful knowing and chose corrupt teachers who ripped me off — spiritually, emotionally and financially.

’Til finally, acknowledging my very real gifts of intuition, innate knowing and other spiritual natural magical abilities, was to sack those corrupt ‘teachers’.

I found out the hard way that I had powers I couldn’t fully control. I had no idea for the longest time just what I was doing and what I was able to do. Was it happening to me, or through me? I didn't know.

Some of it is still a mystery and that’s the magic.


A witch, of my acquaintance back then, Momo —

Slyly advised others I was, to her thinking — symbolically, a ‘blue butterfly’, that should be poisoned and pinned into a box for all eternity (???) This was her madness — and not mine.

Instead of guiding and advising me, she deduced ignorantly that I was evil. This was all originally due to a large rainstorm, that I seemed to have some connection with and she thought I had purposely induced, but in what way was not at all clear to me. I’d placed a meditation video online of a water meditation. That was all. I was feeling shaky that day. That was true. I felt shaky a lot back then as I was under heavy artillery attack online, and I wasn’t sure why.

And then — it rained. Hard and long. She blamed me.

This is the problem for mystics and oracles — we are blamed for natural events. I’ve never done an intentional ritual or any kind of activity to bring on any natural weather event, or any other event for that matter. I have prayed Imprecatory Psalms and protective prayers and mantras.

I have prayed and hoped incredibly hard for any malevolence and hatred of my enemies to be returned to sender.

She became an extremely diabolical, lying and evil force in my life and even now I fight in my own way to keep her psychopathic and vampiric malevolence at bay.

So, acknowledging my abilities was, for close to a decade, almost impossible. With her denying what I knew and what I was, at every turn.

The mind games were savagely insane.

I now know clearly who and what she is. There are sadistic and psychopathic witches out there(more than can be imagined) who draw the energy of blood from engendering such long term distress from another. I was her blood cow from whom she had drunk from on most days.

She worked hard each day and in every way, trying to diminish who and what I am, in the eyes of others and myself. And also to block my way forward. This went on for years, and the utter confusion I felt was close to crazy. I couldn't figure out what was going on with her for a very long time. She was my biggest teacher.

About the true nature of psychopaths.


A doctor tested me for extreme fatigue

And we found I had extremely low iron levels in my blood (unusual for me — usually I had exceptionally high iron levels) and it was a mystery to him as to why this would have happened.

But those of us victim to unethical psi-vampires well know.

There are witches and then there are witches, some good and God-gifted, and others who are the opposite. Let’s talk about that in a minute.

So — in accepting and learning I remembered I am an Oracle. Amongst other things. we are all many things, but there is often a gift we arrived with, and it’s not a good idea to ignore our gift, if it serves the higher good. We learn about the pain we suffer if we ignore and refuse to learn how to manage and properly channel our gift/s.

I came under attack from the huge ignorance out there. Well, some of us seem to have to learn the very hard way.

So may our words be like a prayer filled with power and with light.

There’s Magic, Magick, Magik, and Witchcraft

“Magic” = hocus pocus ; “Magick” = a complex ^multi-dimensional^ vehicle one uses to “Will” change to occur. Understood by an “Adeptus” as a fact just as much as Electrical theory is to the Electrician

Scrying Brian

The question of magic in religion and whether or not this is a good or not so good thing is something to be debated — and why not? Any magic used for harm and power over any innocent being, is a malevolent magic, and I do not condone or support this in any way.

If our goal in life is not material gain but mystical attainment, then the need to understand the concept of a magick is an imperative.

So, what is Magick?

“At its most broad, it can be defined as any willed action leading to intended change. At the practical level, Magick most often takes several practices and forms of ritual, including banishing, invocation and evocation, eucharistic ritual, consecration and purification, astral travel, yoga, sex magic, and divination.”— Wiki

The benevolent teachings of ‘the most high’ God can be found in old scriptures as well. “Not only does God approve of Natural Magik, or ‘White Magik’, ‘he/she is found within it, and has gifted the souls of his/her children this latent ability, as a means of communion with he/she.”

“There is a spiritual war, not just one of the flesh, and a religious person should not ignore this, because the truth in the words ‘as above so below’, ‘on earth, as it is in heaven,(Harold Patrick Jr.)explains our living experience of constant spiritual warfare, a battle for our very lives and our souls, and that of our loved ones, our spiritual community and brethren.

“Black Magicians love it when you refuse to defend yourself against them(Harold Patrick Jr.), and so it’s vital for the spiritual aspirant who need be a spiritual warrior to survive in this world — and vital to learn the workings of their evil, and how to fight and defend ourselves against their malevolence and destructive intentions.

We must understand the nature of the beast in order to fight it.

Ignorance does not cut it.

But the word of God does cut mightier than a sword. Read between the lines if you need to.

But I prefer direct and open talk in the first place before we delve deeper into the shadowy mysteries of religious magic.

A spiritual gift or charism (charismata) is an endowment or extraordinary power given by the Holy Spirit

These most extraordinary spiritual or charismatic gifts were given by God to Christians and also known as Graces. The original derivation of the word Charis was grace. These gifts are separate to the Graces given for the personal upliftment of the self, but are gifted for the good of others — for humanity.

These are: the word/s of wisdom, and of knowledge; increased faith; the gifts of healing, miracles and prophecy; the discernment of spirits; the gift of tongues — both in speaking in tongues and interpretation of same.

The gift of prophecy involves “teaching, encouraging or rebuking others”.

All the categories of divine gifts bestowed on certain chosen were meant to work through the individual and not by them.

Other gifts include leadership abilities, governmental skills, and the gifts of apostles, teachers, prophets and helpers (charitable works).These are spoken of biblically as both natural and supernatural gifts. Apparently some theologians are opposed to these gifts and say they were only granted from God in our past history, and no longer exist.

Does this apparent cessation of gifts from God seem right and correct to you?

No. These gifts still exist, very much so, and we know in our heart what is Gods gift and what is not. I exhort humanity to remember and know what is right and what is wrong, and what’s good and what’s evil, and not lose sight of these very real polarities in this reality.

I am no saint but I do my best.

I’ve made mistakes in the past and still do — more these days in errors of judgement. I’m not here to rip apart your personality or your character, or mine for that matter— just to uplift morality and goodness where it belongs again. And stop the sneering, the attacks, the spitting and the mockery coming at us. Let’s all leave the ego behind, and do the work of God here.

And also — see Oracles and seers for who they are. Let all humanity please stop the battling.

Debating yes. Violence — no.

It’s time to upgrade — all of us here now on this planet together — how we communicate and how we disagree.

There’s no time like the Now.

“There are hundreds of paths up the mountain, all leading to the same place, so it doesn’t matter which path you take. The only person wasting time is the one who runs around the mountain, telling everyone that his or her path is wrong.
— Hindu proverb

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