The Third Eye...Our Very Own Cinema of the Mind

I’ve noticed something in recent weeks: I am getting more and more clear images and also more fantasy images in my so-called “third eye”, the little cinema screen inside you head located between you eyes where you see images that you just think are inside your head until you realise that this third eye is a real gift and very useful indeed.

I’ve always thought of myself as not being very good at the visual and being more of a word-based person; not surprising for someone who a friend described only yesterday as clearly having a writer’s soul! But, actually, I am finding that as I learn to stop and pay attention to some of the things I see when I close my eyes, I am seeing more and more interesting things. This suggests to me that Ia m building the “third eye muscle” over time and that it will become a strong tool for communication within me and externally.

Let me explain. You see, there appear to be two now distinct types of images: those that I have described as fantasy images, not real “photos” of people and things and those that are snapshots of something real, past, present and maybe even future (though I have no real personal experience of the latter myself).

Yesterday, I experienced a snapshot image of a young boy, a black and white photos obviously dating back to the 1940’s or so. This kind of image is not one for interpretation and without other skills I would never have known who the boy was and why I was seeing him. Through psychic connection with my guides I gleaned that he was the latest incarnation of the soul who is my one true soulmate and whom I already knew had chosen to remain in spirit at this key time and incarnation in order to assist me better from “above”. Indeed, I was then introduced to him and what followed was a most extraordinary introduction to this soul who is the mirror of me and whose love for me is second to none other than the universal consciousness itself.

His name as I knew him in our last joint incarnation many thousands of years ago in Kashmir, India, was Castria and I saw a picture of his face in that life, a young, handsome man with a slim light-skinned face and medium length dark burly locks and an intriguing smile, a man who, I am told, was my lover in yet another gay life of mine (that makes 3 I am aware of including this one!). He simply told me that he had come to announce his fulfilment of his promise to me to be by my side always, now that my “real work” in this life is about to begin.

So, there is what is for me a beautiful example of why real images can sometimes appear. But what then of fantasy images and how do I distinguish between them?

I will answer the second question first. The non-fantasy type of image, whether still or moving, has a certain vividness to it and leaves me with a knowing that it is a real image and not a creation of my subconscious imagination. I cannot put it any other way. The fantasy ones are often clearly so and are less vivid. These are a communication from the subconscious for whatever reason. Observed and interpreted appropriately, they give you a message about what is going on or something that needs attention in your life. They may also be a message for communication to someone else - I sometimes see representational images when a friend is seeking support in some way.

I recently a dream in fact (while sleeping) that told me I was making progress in accepting my new role in life as a teacher instead of a lawyer. But how did this show up - as words printed on a page in my head? No! The subconscious works in images, not words. The dream was strange. My current partner existed in the background of awareness and I was out at a gathering at a sort of multi-designer studios and there was a party in fact and my clothes were swapped from my fuddy duddy one for a really nice modern one that really suited me (see the imagery in that!) and I wanted to keep it and by the end of the dream (into which I kept dipping after moments of wakefulness) I was in my coat but with the new shirt underneath and I felt I had to own up to it and pay for it so I asked whose it was and could I buy it. It ended there as I awoke. In between I went to the loo and a man could see through the toilet that just had railings, not private at all and he came in thought he space was so tight even before he did that I couldn't move well and he stood behind me and took my penis and helped me pee and that was it (I think I awoke again then!) and later in the party my ex partner (who was not just like him but was a perfect image of his about 10 years ago) arrived but we were not together (as I said, my current partner existed in my awareness but was not there) and indeed I even referred to him as my ex and I showed off my new clothes, though he wasn't too impressed it seemed to me.

What is strange too is that I feel emotional and I couldn't put my finger on what the feeling was. It was making me feel tearful but it didn't feel like fear of the future actually and then it hit me, it is a grieving for the passing of a dear and longstanding friend, the old me, like I am sad to see him go. I suppose that is a sort of hanging on - my ex being there was a representation of the past yet I was not wanting to be with him at all and in fact I didn't much like him. I found him uninterested in anyone but himself. I think the coat over the new shirt was about the holding on, hiding my new self perhaps.

So, what I saw in this is progress, a recognition that I am a new person but not a full acceptance of it still. I later realised what the toilet incident meant: the toilet itself was tiny in two small chambers and had bars like bamboo in light grey around it so anyone could see in and though I noticed it but it didn't really bother me. That's when the chap appeared (after the event he looked completely different - neither one attractive at all!). It wasn't about sex in the dream and less so in its message. In simple terms, it represented my power and creativity (the penis!) and that I was comfortable for people now to see it though still a little reserved (the bars and the noticing of the visibility) and the man handling me (there was no sex) was my being comfortable with my power and its ability to call to & reach people.

That was a dream although it works the same way as with waking fantasy images and likewise comes from the deep subconscious processing things. Today I had an example of a waking “story”. In it, I saw an old man in a dark cloak and hood that looked a bit like a monk. He sat and looked forward, slightly hunched, sitting in moonlight on a snowy winter’s night. Afterwards he got up and was suddenly driving through the snow with some horses pulling a sledge or cart (I couldn’t quite make out which). Then the horses got stopped by the snow and became engulfed in it. Then a fresh image came: the horses somehow now free, the man, now looking remarkably like Santa Claus, was  happily driving the horses forward at speed (speed that had the horses hairs swept back and snow cleared in their path until they took off into the air and by this time it was Santa Claus happily about to deliver his gifts to the children of the world. I then saw the deep, deep snow and a way ahead already cut in it for the man to pass through without hindrance.

This was very clear for a fantasy yes also vague and suddenly shifting like in a dream. So, what do I interpret this to mean? Well, the man in the monk’s outfit is me. I always say that I am about to live a non-religious ministry! I see that in a sometimes cold and dark world, if I allow myself to get caught up in the things that surround me, I will eventually be stopped and swallowed up by the cold and dark and so be unable to deliver on my gifts to mankind. So, instead, I must go speedily through the cold and dark, paying no attention to either aspect of my surroundings and instead keeping my eye on the road ahead (the vision for the future) and if I do this I will find that a way will always be made for me to pass safely through and deliver the gifts to the children, the gifts of my words to the lives of many unhappy souls eagerly awaiting their Santa Claus.

You may see my images differently but that is how I see them and indeed it makes sense to me at this crossroads in my life as I venture out to share with people what I have learned that has set me free in the hope it will help others. What is wonderful is that we can receive feedback from within, and feel truly connected with our whole selves. This muscle is becoming quite powerful and in identifying it, its power and effectiveness will grow even faster.

The Power of Commitment

In the past 48 hours I had been exchanging emails with a friend who was very down about her progress in life lately and even I feel victim to my own doubts and fears a bit in the last 24 hours. As I shared with her about the importance of being committed to yourself and to fulfilling your life purpose, things really shifted with my friend who wrote back sharing about the insights gained as a result and also talking about her work as being her truth. I explain this so you can make sense of my reply:

Dear [Anon]

For me the power of commitment is huge. When making one, we are saying we will do it, not that, as I said yesterday, we will “try” and it pulls us through our doubts and fears. How I see your "little wobbly" & mine is that we forgot our commitment for a moment and so the 1st thing I do is forgive myself and I invite you to do the same. Then we just dust ourselves off and get on with it! Same rules: just keep on doing what feels right till the moment we die. It really is that simple and when we get upset it is because we have allowed ourselves to get caught up in the drama of the illusion for a while. I can see it now for myself and I plod on patiently again. I really see it like running a marathon.

I would say that for me truth is very very high level - love - the rest is not truth but what you stand for and choose. So, for me, my truth is that I am pure love and am here to spread love and light to as many people as I can possibly reach. I set myself aspirations for that (many millions of people to reach) but that is detail and in some ways unimportant. In fact, I am love, compassion and integrity, a teacher and a writer. These are all subsets of the main thing. So some way down the list is the work I will do on the retreats in furtherance of the higher level stuff. I see it similarly for you - your work is the means of delivery of something that you wish to bring about and so it is not your truth but an important vehicle for the fulfilment of your purpose in this life.

Do you see what I mean? This is something I have been aware of for some time - it really helps to give clarity whilst not getting attached to detail - the retreats are a detail. No need for attachment. Sure, they will be powerful and an expression of the highest me, but that is all they are. They are not me. Indeed, I will do retreats for as long as it feels right but I know I also have much more I intend doing with my life, some of it I have a vague idea about and others I am still clueless about since in the current paradigm they are beyond my comprehension.

Why I am telling you this is not to "correct" you as such but to help you stand back from things and see yourself - when I do this, I see us as high spirits looking down at ourselves (I guess I am saying that what I am expressing here is a perspective from our higher selves, beyond our silly dramas from this life). I actually find it most uplifting to express it in this way, almost as if I have taken myself in hand like a naughty child and have set him straight and he is now happily sat at his toy (my Macbook) playing and sharing with his close friend! It brings a tear to my eye as I say it. LOL! I really see me as the little boy here and you are my little friend and we are in a playpen together as we both got upset with our toys!!! ROFL! It really is a very vivid picture for me right now!

In fact, looking at you again, seeing yourself from "up here" allows you to see the toys for what they are and not to take them too seriously. It is not to belittle my retreats or your own work but they are vehicles and nothing more. Our choice of partners are fellow travellers for however long both parties wish - again, nothing more. When we do our work we will be very happy as any child would be with the toy of their dreams but all toys become boring after a while and we will move on when the time is right. Retreats are not my life’s work as I have been saying. They are the highest expression of my life so far and of my higher self too but later there will be more if I remain "up for it" and how far we go is up to us individually. I know my higher self has set a path that stretches way beyond my imaginings at this time but that is OK. Its fun watching it unravel.

I feel so happy now, at peace with myself and no longer frustrated or fearful.


I hope this helps.

Love

Maitland

Regret

“Regret” is a word that is alien to my heart. I have none. I have had things I wished I had (like children) but I don’t regret - to regret is to deny oneself the ability to change oneself and one’s life. Regret is enforced suffering brought on by inaction and lack of self belief. So regret is not for me.

Instead, I would sooner turn each loss into a fresh opportunity for growth and understanding. In this way, I can reinvent myself and my past for a brighter future. So, for example, I can see my childless state as something that has liberated me to explore other avenues, free from responsibility to those precious lives and also I can revel in the love and warmth of others as they enjoy their children and see the wonder that each child represents for the world, the hope for our future.

I could moan and complain and dig up the “issue” afresh all the time and saddle myself with sadness that would close my heart to other things, but I don’t. I prefer to enjoy my solitude in nature, connecting instead with the youthful life force in so many things, to embrace the cycle of birth and death in all its forms.

I could choose to father a child to fill the missing presence, but for me at my age I want other things and above all to express myself to the world, so no need for regret because I could make it otherwise yet I choose what I have.

In fact, as I write, I struggle to think of anything I truly regret. I have made mistakes and learnt from them; I have wronged people and made good the wrong; I have been wronged by others and forgiven them with genuine compassion; so there is nothing I can regret. Regret is such a wasteful state of being.

What does it mean to be homosexual?

A friend on Facebook recently posted the following question and I want to share my reply.

Q: What does it mean to be homosexual? It’s a broad question, but I’m looking for broad answers. It’s a serious question I have been asking myself after reappraising my relationship with God and Jesus and The Bible.

A: I assert that it means nothing. To be homosexual is simply a state in which you find yourself for just one aspect of your being. You are first and foremost a human being with all the wonderful attributes that suggests. Furthermore, you are ...a unique human being so there is no person like you who has ever existed or will ever exist again. Even within the limited area of being a "homosexual man", there is no other like you. No need to sweat it or be anything other than true to yourself.

A better question therefore would be, "How would I conduct myself in life in all areas of my life if I were being true to myself" and then in so doing you find that special person who you are in its purest form and in that God will be delighted as you expand him through the expansion of yourself.

For me, being gay is an important aspect of my being but just one aspect of many: I am so much more than "a homosexual" (as if my whole life revolves around sexual gratification with a man!). I am a healer, a writer, a lover, a caring human being, a teacher, a pupil, a nature lover, a linguist, a recovering lawyers (as I like to joke). In fact, so many things.

In a nutshell, be yourself, be true to yourself, in all areas of your life and though life will throw challenges at you, you will be happy and fulfilled...if you choose it. This is true of everyone, "homosexual" or otherwise. The perceived division of gay and straight, of us and them is false, an ugly illusion. We all have a unique gift and such concerns about being "homosexual" only serve to confuse or hide our true nature.

For what it's worth, I won't believe that a loving God or his special envoy, Jesus, have any concern over our sexuality, only whether we lead a life of being true to our heart (here not meaning the romantic sense of the word but our very essence) and thereby good to others.

I hope this helps.

At Home on the Sea of Whatever

I really want to write something amazing, something to touch the heart of millions, yet I don’t know what to write about.

The problem is that I am trying too hard when I set myself such lofty goals. The goals remain but need not cloud my reality by posing an insurmountable obstacle through fear of not being good enough. Better instead to take one step at a time and do what feels right in each moment.

If I feel like writing, as I do now, that is a prompt; no need to sweat the topic and its outcomes, just put pen to paper, or in this instance, fingers to keyboard, aware of the desire to produce something illuminating, trusting that whatever comes will be alright, worthy of reading.

So, here I am, fingers poised and here it comes, that flow, that wave of inspiration that passes over one and is gone in an instant unless seized and enjoyed for what it is, a vacuum, an opportunity to express one’s heart, one’s inner self. But if I force it, it vanishes in an instant, lost in an ocean of thoughts and ideas that pass me by. The wave having past its crest, I settle into the gentle waters of post-wave quiet and just let it be and, as I tread water, waiting for a wave to ride once more, I am at peace, accepting the waves and their absence for the gift they both are.

Then here it comes once more, my fingers poised again, I mount the surf and ride it for all its worth...yet so soon am I back to shore, my heart beating with life and joy and, hey presto, I have given of myself and, now spent, I feel the ecstasy of the moment of realisation that it was the whole of the ride, the peaks and troughs, that have given me what I thought eluded me, something that expresses myself for others to read. It need have no purpose, no goal, no lofty ambition, just the joy of the moment, the expression of the human experience being itself enough, no need for it to be worthy or profound or something more.

The Ecstasy of the True Beauty of my Mortal Form

I did a beautiful thing last night as I lay waiting to fall asleep: I touched first my shoulder then down my arm and over my hand. I felt their softness, their undulations and the tiny imperfections as I passed over the surface of this vehicle for life, this gift from Mother Earth that houses our soul on this mortal leg of our journey. I felt the pleasure of my hand’s awareness of my whole body, the over-ample and somewhat loose chest and belly, the contours of my face and large nose, the long slope of the lightly furrowed brow, the warmth of my hand on my face and the ecstasy of gratitude for all the excesses my body has endured along the way, the years of heavy smoking, the stress, the drinking, all to cope with what life threw at me.

Then shortly before I fell asleep I felt a deep contentment, a profound love for my body and self and when I awoke and recalled this experience I was again uplifted, so much so that as I went back to my room and saw my partner sat exercising his own body on the bed to perfect its form, I just felt love and kissed him on the lips.

What is the truth about gay relationships being inherently less likely to last?

It is often said that gay relationships don’t or can’t last, that male behaviour is such that the chances of them doing so are slim. So, what is the truth of the matter?

I have chosen for this “assignment” of answering the question to go into a mode of reply that calls upon me to suspend my own beliefs and opinions and follow what my heart says (automatic writing). In doing so, the result is this piece you see before you here.

The truth of the matter is easy: there is no inherent issue with gay people having relationships that last. It is a matter of choice. However, many choose alternate lifestyles that are no less valid and involve multiple partnerships over a lifetime or even no partnerships at all.

Why should a gay relationship be inherently any less likely to succeed than a “normal” (heterosexual) one? There is no valid reason, just ones thrown out by those who are cynical or disruptive in their beliefs, singling out gay relationships as different or somehow “wrong” in nature. The fact is that when two humans fall in love they may endure if the relationship itself endures and is desired to endure. What I mean by that is that relationships are often not required for a lifetime and therefore there is no valid reason to continue it other than attachment to a concept. This is true for all humans [see “Till Death Us Do Part”]. However, where they do feel a desire for it to continue, then it may do so, subject to appropriate measures to allow people to grow together and handle personal and life changes constructively.

It is arrogance to think that one is singled out for better performance in life relationships merely by dint of being “straight”. Indeed, it is foolish given the current state of the institution of marriage in most societies around the world!

So, to sum up, there is no reason why one relationship should inherently last longer than another. It is down to the commitment people choose to make and the extent to which they are suited in the first place. That is all.

Till Death Us Do Part?

I was asked a question about life-long relationships today: “do you think that beings in 5th/6th dimensional worlds mate for life?”  I am perplexed by the way humans can so easily betray their mates and I’ve never understood the notion that one can “fall out of love”.  How is that even possible?  I still love every ex of mine and the idea that someone would leave their wife when she has young children with no way of supporting herself is abusive to my mind. These things do not register for me. I wonder if it’s because this is how people live in the higher realms? How do you feel about this topic?

My reply reads:

I have opinions and thoughts but they are not much help so I am going to write whatever words come to me from my heart on this and shut out the prejudice of whatever I think in my head. So here goes:

"The answer to this question lies in the difference between true love and romantic love. First one must understand that there is a discrepancy between what people think is love and the reality of it. Love is unconditional and that remains true everywhere, on planet earth and beyond into the stars. Therefore, nothing else prevails anywhere in reality.
That said, there is a vast difference between cultures across the stars but at their core is the same love.

Now let's look at the issue a little closer: we have to take on board that in the current perceived reality on earth there are millions of beings brainwashed by society into believing that love is somehow the expression of sexual attraction. It is not. Love has nothing to do with attraction which is itself derived from perceived need for growth. When we encounter a being whom we are drawn to, we see something they have to offer us and it is this that sets the tone for the relationship as long as it persists. Once the perceived benefit is ended, so is the relationship, though many hang on in the hope that it can somehow be revived. This is, however, forlorn, since to revive the dead is not possible.

So, when we consider this question in full in its proper context, one will see that there is a vast difference between sexual attraction and love. Love is the natural state amongst all beings in an enlightened society of 5th dimensional level. It is experienced independently of sexual attraction and for all beings. Therefore, the notion of enduring relationships is false. They may endure for a purpose or role to be complete but there is no need for attachment to that relationship once the role is over. The love continues naturally as it is there for all beings. There is no disharmony involved, just the recognition that it is complete in order to allow the parties involved to move on. This appraisal may seem cold in the context of current societal beliefs but in reality it is the utmost expression of a loving society designed to perpetuate itself and grow.

For example, there is a society of exceptional standards of love and being where the people are advanced beings at a whole level beyond humanity on earth. In this society, people are all 5th dimensional beings and very alert to the realities of love and notions of attraction. They know that love stems from their very being naturally and without effort and that attraction is simply the way we are drawn to those they need for their growth. As a result, they choose wisely and only mate with those whom they have vetted carefully beforehand to ensure they meet their needs. When they do so, they are bonded for life by their choice but are free to express their feelings elsewhere whenever they like. There is no jealousy involved because love transcends sexuality and sexual encounters. The norm is to remain with one partner and seek outside what may be missing energetically between them. No one person fulfils all needs. However, sexual encounters differ from earth in that they are less about physical contact and more about energy exchange. There is no ejaculation as such, just a surge of energy at a key point. So it is that the whole concept of sex is less "sleazy" (messy) than on earth! It should be understood therefore that the exchange is entirely more sophisticated than on earth and not base in the way human exchanges can be. People have evolved beyond that stage.”

The effect of the exchange on me was to leave me intrigued! I was not surprised by much of it because of a piece that I channelled 3 years ago in the midst of my own journey of sexual freedom as an access to eventual spiritual freedom. I am, however, still the product of a society where we often regard sex as “bad” and sex outside a relationship as a betrayal unless with mutual consent of all concerned. I have always sought monogamous relationships and wanted someone for life. Though I loved my 6-month period of freedom in 2008 and none of my encounters was anything less than loving at one level, I am more suited to sharing my life with one special person. Yet, I have met people that I would wish to "exchange energies with" were I not in a relationship and I feel that it would in no way alter how I feel about my partner, but I am with someone who is not in that space and I love, honour and respect him very much and do not wish to hurt him. I admit that I am still so wedded to current expectations that the idea of him "playing around" doesn't appeal to me though something perhaps with us both present (does that sound kinky?) is appealing but not on the cards for the foreseeable future! But due to how I have felt, what this says does resonate with me despite my own 3rd dimensional attachments. I think the point is that the whole picture changes when we are in a 5th dimensional plane of existence since the petty jealousies, etc, simply vanish and we are loving with all beings.

Anyway, I felt a tad shaken by the above, as it shakes the foundations of my beliefs and feelings which have changed 180 degrees since I began this spiritual journey and here I don't mean the sexual part of it. If you knew me 25 years ago you would laugh to hear me says this as in those days I saw even thinking about someone else as being "adultery of the mind", no kidding (such was my self repression and intolerance)!

If what I have produced here (which occurs as more like channelling given the 1st person addressing of me as in the 2nd person) is correct, it is highly controversial and yet also very consistent with what we know about love. It is attachments to the 3rd dimension that make it a little hard for me to accept but I am almost there with it. How do you feel - disappointed, upset, or intrigued? I think I am largely in the latter space with minor doses of the former two!

Divergent Paths (dedicated to my earth angel, Donna)

There are two ways to follow in life, divergent paths that occasionally cross and in the end always bring you back to the beginning. Follow a path of “self” denial and pain and you will probably end up back there sooner than you would expect; follow the path of your heart and there will be untold bliss along the way together with some challenges that stretch you and make you grow, ultimately bringing just more joy.

I have chosen the latter path after decades of struggling along the former. Led to a crossroads some years ago by a painful series of life-altering experiences, I made the choice to change my path and commit to it and since then a butterfly of unexpected proportions and untold beauty has come to light where before there lurked an unfulfilled caterpillar too scared to venture off his path and into the chrysalis from which to emerge as was always intended.

Each and every one of us starts as a caterpillar in life and the path we choose decides whether or not we survive long enough to pass through the challenges of our chrysalis stage and emerge as that unique, gentle yet radiant butterfly whose template is indelibly printed on every cell of our being.

So, now watch me fly and as you do so, decide whether you are ready to choose a new path for yourself to a glorious if uncertain future.

Nought but Harmony

I have to document what just happened before my tiredness gets the better of me.

I was watching a fascinating video about sound and vibration and how it even appears in biblical texts through numeration of the original scripts. Forget the biblical implications but it had already struck me that sound would be important in my retreats in the last 30 hours or so and I knew I needed to receive guidance on the appropriate level for the retreat’s musical sounds and here it is...432Hz. I haven’t even finished the video, so no doubt more will become clear on this but in the interim, my incredibly attuned dog, Lucky insistently made it clear to me that he needed a walk, a perfect space for me to think clearly in a calm state akin to a sort of meditation during which time many enlightening things occur to me.

So, as I walked I began to think about the retreats and I asked my guides whether the 432 Hz was indeed the vibration to facilitate connection with nature and I was told that indeed it was. No surprise there with the synchronicity of the subject of this latest video with what I had ascertained just 30 hours ago!

Please with this synchronistic awareness, I continued my walk, by this time extending it beyond the normal length just so I had more of this blessed creative mental space that seemed suddenly to be so effective. As I walked I contemplated the importance of “hitting people on all 5, nay, 6, senses” during my retreats.

And then as the extended walk became extended again and again it struck me that harmony and balance are the key to everything, indeed that they are the power behind everything...OMG, they truly are everything...they are the consciousness that we call God and so many other names. OMG again, harmony IS true love, the state of harmony IS true unconditional joy and love and THAT is God and that IS everything. Harmony and balance are the only true power! Oh shit, what an awakening!

So, herein lie the roots for the power of the retreats. More is no doubt yet to be revealed but in just 2-3 days so much has emerged from what appeared to be the tail end of a state of desperation and disappointment in a ruinous friendship. This is nothing short of a miracle for me.