As a child, there were things I just knew.
I knew which family members I wanted to be near to or spend more time with.
When I started school, I knew who I wanted to become friends with. I knew when I met their parents and siblings how the family was and whether I felt comfortable to spend longer periods of time in their home. Continue reading “My Natural Inner Knowing – My Clairsentience”
About 8 years ago I lost 25 kilos. At the time I was using food to fill an emptiness in me, although I now see how I had learnt to control my eating and weight but never really dealt with the issue underneath, so it popped up again in a different form – this time through buying clothes. Continue reading “My Addiction to Buying Clothes”
Could it be that we have parts of our body that we have not fully claimed or loved? And if so, how does this affect us either consciously or subconsciously? This was something I clearly felt during my routine one morning regarding one of my fingers, whilst feeling what rings to wear and what fingers to put them on: that on some level, energetically, I felt a finger was not mine! Confused? I will explain. Continue reading “Ring On My Finger”
Our bodies are talking the whole day to us; they tell us when to eat, what to eat, when to take a rest, when to go to bed, when to speak… but do we listen? Why do we ignore these messages? Continue reading “Whole Body Intelligence – Choices Between the Body & Mind”
What do you do if life is intense? One of the things I see and hear many people are doing these days is meditating. What I wonder is: do we really consider what we are doing or trying to achieve when we are meditating? It is important to know. Continue reading “Meditation: What are we Meditating on?”
Growing up as a child I was always longing for that Love I was taught about in RE (Religious Instruction) lessons and in Church – that unconditional, abiding and holding Love of God.
I was taught it was not possible here on earth as it was “heavenly,” but we should all aspire to it. Life was spent struggling to be this impossible perfection as some sort of ideal amidst the conflicting role models and influences of the human world around me, without having any idea how to approach it. Continue reading “The LOVE of Serge Benhayon”