How often do we hear the words: “You are a dreamer – you should get into the real world!” Or the abbreviated
version: “Get real!”
How depressing. The dream world is beautiful, hopeful, kind, imaginative. “The Real World” is harsh, cruel,
stupid and meaningless. But we are told it is the only world that exists! Life after death is a delusion. Life before death
is non-existent. Goddesses and Gods, Angels and Nature Spirits, Faeries, Spirits – are hallucinations. No wonder anti-depressive
drugs are sold in billions, and suicides increase among young people. How can we live without hope, joy, and eternal love?
For me, space and time exist in total reality. It is all there – Now … Space is a mighty spiral of planetary
and stellar scenes that exist in eternity. Time is not a line with a beginning and an end. It is a radiating centre that pierces
through all galactic centres – and in every atom, every being.
Fine words? I have discovered this on my own – not out of books or courses! I found my prophetic gift developed when
I would say of the future: “What actually did happen?” As a child I regarded myself as “Olivia in History
Land.” It was all there and I could act in different chapters. I could come back to the book when I liked, and become
a little figure in coloured illustrations. I left the book “through the margin.”
As I grew up, I would know when people were going to die. So when the time came I would turn up during sleep hours, to
give a helping hand. I noticed that I would appear as the dying person imagined, “the immortal Beloved.” Only
children seemed to like me as me! I could speak what I called “think-thought language.” This came out in the language
of the person concerned. When I was visited by Divine Beings, they all spoke with an English accent! There is a psychic translator
within the soul.
As I grew older I learnt that what one psychically sees of future events can appear alarming. Yet this is not often the
case when they really happen. To give an example, I used to be horrified by psychic visits to future cities that were roofed
in with vast halls – giant restaurants – restrooms and long glassy corridors. I felt it was frightening, inhuman.
After all, I was living in the deep Irish countryside. Years later on a visit to Dublin, I was amazed to find a huge building
complex exactly as I had once seen in vision. This was my first experience of a shopping complex, replete with all the restaurants,
shops – roofed in! And I liked it! After all, the people were friendly, not aliens, and the food was good, the shops
fun. So much for my prophetic fears!
So which is the Real World – the astral spheres of beauty which we long for – or the material world around
us? Before I studied Isian Alchemy I would have believed that Heaven was eternal, real. This world was only an illusion created
as a learning experience, preparing us for better things. To despise the world, to seek higher spiritual being, was taught
in practically every spiritual book I read.
But as we move away from the Patriarchal intellectual ladder of the philosophical hierarchy – a ladder with GOOD
at the top and BAD at the muddy bottom, were all acts of love, eating, drinking, sport, fun, a temporary delusion? Did I need
to disappear into some New Age Hermitage? Or could I include the earth, material existence, within The Divine Whole?
Answer for me – yes! You don’t defeat evil by fighting it, ignoring it, hating it. You re-cycle it, much as
we re-cycle organic compost! Mother Nature is not profligate as is assumed. Every atom – you name it – is part
of the almighty whole, which includes galaxies and the feared Black Holes. After all Black Holes are tunnels between the spheres
of being.
I received from the Realm of Spirit a handy method of achieving Harmony with diversity. Take a long strip of paper and
write a horizontal line of emblems of religions, political parties, people – species – whatever interests you.
They are of course all separate. Now fold the paper in squares, a separate square for each emblem. Take a sharp instrument
– and pierce the thickness of the folded paper. Thus each emblem, once separate, are One! You can call the paper, Space
or Love: the instrument – Time, or Truth. By identifying with Centre, you can happily travel the Spheres, knowing that
Infinite variety is yet linked through Divine Centre.
Reality is where you Are Now.
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