Be not afraid, only believe. (Mark 5:36)

As I sit down to write this, the time is 15.15 on the 18th January 2021, which strikes me as pertinent.

15.15 = 1+5 . 1+5 = 6.6

18, 01, 2021 = 1+8+0+1+2+0+2+1 = 15 = 1+5 = 6

So one could say that the numbers add up in a way that is significant, which has been talked about a lot lately (in certain circles), so immediately draws my attention.

Also, when talking about God and Jesus and using religious oracle cards, Loving Words from Jesus by Doreen Virtue, it seems pretty relevant. Heaven and Hell go hand in hand. If you believe in one then you must also lend credence to the other. For every light there is an equal opposing dark, etc.

Is this a warning? Step away. Stop. Do not meddle. You have no place being where you are right now.

Or is is a message? Do not be afraid. Have faith. I am right there with you and I will protect you from harm. You are safe and you will be saved.

The message I asked for was “what would be most helpful for me to hear today?” And by me I mean the beautiful soul who has alighted here, the soul who I asked to be guided to this page so that it and it’s message could be of strength, use and comfort.

And the answer coming trust came forth is thus…

You feel like you have slipped and fallen. You feel like you are hurt and weak. You feel like you are stuck and drowning. You feel like you have been thrown into something deeper, darker and more sinister than you signed up for at your inception and that there is no way out now for you. You feel like the waters get colder and more turbulent and bent on destroying you each and every day. You feel like as the pace accelerates and the light fades you in your entirety is being swept away. You feel alone, stranded, without friends. You have lost much, perhaps everything. You do not know who to turn to, reach out to or trust. You may not even have anyone. You feel like it’s you against it all and your power and guidance are failing you. You can’t see straight, hear right, speak freely as you would wish to. And you are confused because on the surface the world still looks to be ok, although the veil is vanishing.

The card answers. Jesus hears you, sees you, acknowledges your struggles and pain. He is here for you, now as he always has been, and he will help you find your way. You have not been abandoned. He knows exactly where you are, and he will lift you out as soon as he deems the timing is right.

Note how he has a child in his arms. You are not the first he is rescuing. Perhaps up until now he has been busy working to help secure others who are much more vulnerable? In times of need, those whose need is greatest must always come first.

Help is on its way. Salvation is coming. Trust. Be patient. And have faith.

Cause for faith

Some days I see magic all around me wherever I look and I feel blessed because everyone is nice and everything I want either effortlessly appears or is super easy to find.

Other days… I see a world full of people and cars; where everything is grey, pollution is rife and everyone is stressed. On these days: the wind blows grit in my eyes, I twist my ankle, get splashed by a car, miss my bus and am late for work, and then I’m in a bad mood and my energy is off; so of course that’s what I attract towards me.

Remembering that’s it’s just a test, that you asked for this lesson, that it’s really nothing compared to the ‘bigger’ point, can help a lot.

And when that’s difficult: I like to stand outside, tilt my face to the sun, close my eyes and breathe; in and out, in and out, in and out, until I feel grounded, connected, part of.

We live on a blue planet that circles around a ball of fire next to a moon that moves the sea. Now if that’s not incredible enough, I don’t know what is.


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I believe in fairies

It is said that every time you say ‘there’s no such thing as fairies’, a fairy dies. And so it’s not something I’ve ever done. But I’m not sure either if I’ve ever really believed, not since I was a child and believing in magical things was easy, just part of the course, as natural as walking and sleeping and breathing. In fact, back then, it would have been an effort not to believe, because I was a dreamy child and I have always had a vivid imagination.

But as I got older and my life turned outwards, things like fairies and Santa Claus and magic and miracles fell off. It happens to all of us. It’s part of growing up. A sad fact of life that only a few of us escape.

I continued to love fairies. Angels too, but in a distant, only half-aware kind of way. I might turn to my guardian angel every so often to help me to get past something, to heal me in ways where I was stuck. But I was more likely to turn to God and ask for his forgiveness and love.

Until recently, that is… when I woke up.

Since then, the magic has filtered into my life in delicate streams, small amounts that fit me ‘just right’; amounts that are knowing and gentle, respectful and kind. Some simply see, waking overnight, shutting their eyes to one world and opening them to another. I have slowly had the blindfold removed and I am still unveiling.

Today is one of those days when I experienced a shift, one of several large ones when something remarkable happened, something so impossible, so undeniable, so inexplicable otherwise, it could only be a miracle.

I have a bracelet that is very dear to me. It symbolises many things. And each time I wear it and look at it: I find peace and stability and reassurance and strength. It’s a talisman, each individual bead, each crystal, chosen for its reason and meaning, its inherent properties; its power further heightened by the symbols I’ve placed into it. So when I woke this morning and its absence was felt, I went into panic. How could this be? How could this happen? There was no logic. The clasp is secure. I wear it carefully, I don’t take it off. And yet… here it was: missing, no longer resident on my arm.

I scoured the apartment. I searched high and low. I turned out drawers and looked inside pillow cases and underneath beds. I was distraught. A new one wouldn’t hold half of the meaning or symbolism this one did. It wouldn’t have travelled nearly as far. It would be a replica and thereby impotent. The thought was distasteful to me. I’d rather be without than with alien, with fraud.

After an hour, I gave up: reality setting in. I was tired yesterday, out of sorts. I must have lost it while out shopping, the bags on my arm unclipping the clasp. I must have then not noticed it all afternoon and all evening. I must have slept not noticing it still. I was distracted, desensitised. And, anyway… it’s so much a part of me, I no longer feel it. It just is until it is not.

I concluded that it was gone, that someone had found and taken it, that a stranger had chanced upon an unexpected gift. I buried my head in distraction, surrendering myself to the process of grief.

But there was one thing I did that was different, that was unexpected and new. I went to my bookcase, I selected a book, I looked up lost objects and I called upon Chamuel and asked him to help me. For Chamuel is the archangel of finding lost objects and so, in my newly awakened state, referring to him was the next logical step. But I was doubtful. I’ve asked for feathers and coins as proof of existence before and come up short. In fact, I haven’t seen a feather in months. Maybe that’s a sign in itself? You see, there’s this resistance, this reluctance to bother something so mighty and powerful, so divine, with something as trivial as me. And asking for feathers and coins, just really isn’t my thing. I’d prefer to wait for the big one: helping a loved one, healing a bone, overcoming a really big block. But I have been wanting something more tangible, more solid than the flickers of light that appear just outside my vision and the inexplicable smells that suddenly appear, and the strange noises I hear in certain places and the visions that come unbidden and the things that I know with such surety, such clarity, they can only have come from elsewhere. So I asked. And then I let go and left it there, trusting to the Universe and the grace of things I cannot see but which I am increasingly aware of and gradually more certain.

And I was leaving it, accepting it and letting it, until I suddenly had this urge to go look out the window and check to see if last night’s rubbish was still there. Now this is central London and rubbish disappears fast. Dustmen come at least once a day. And if not dustmen, then other men looking for things that might hold worth. So the chances of my rubbish still being there a good 16 hours later were slim. I’d go as far as to say impossible. And yet, as I looked out the window: there it was, the bag that this morning, only hours earlier, had not been there. Because I had checked, just on the off chance, in the name of not leaving any stone unturned. As much as I had retraced my path to each shop and pavement. But I had come up empty as I had expected to.

It was a sign and one that had me racing down the stairs, washing-up glove in hand, to retrieve the now dirty bag from the opposite pavement, avoiding the looks, the feelings of shame, that picking up things that are dirty seems to attract.

I sat in the kitchen: eager, hopeful, somehow certain. And yet… as the bag grew empty and the amount of pieces that might be hiding it shrank, my faith shrank too. Maybe it was just another test? Another challenge? Because there have been many of those.

And then there is was, staring up at me from the bottom right corner: my beautiful bracelet; complete, whole, undamage, returned.

I won’t go into how I leapt about like a child, thanking Chamuel until my energy was spent. Or how I then picked up the phone, needing to share. I shall simply leave you with this… We are not alone. We are not abandoned. We are watched and cherished and guided and loved.

There are things out there I cannot explain. Things, even, I cannot see. But I have faith and I am learning to surrender, because the more I let go, the more I see.

If you are in need of guidance or holding, why not give the angels a chance? After all, the worst that could happen is nothing at all.

by Rebecca L. Atherton


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A pelican sits on a rock
alone in the centre of a circle,
the circle of a cup.

The Rock is like a tree,
with roots that reach into the centre,
travelling into the sea.

They descend,
like a trail of dirty water,
like the body of a snake,
like the arms of an octopus –


pushing down;
taking everything,

until the pelican is left:
master of a puddle,
lord of a stump.


Turn him upside down
and he becomes an angel,
a back-to-front J.

J for Jeremial:
He who helps those who are stuck.

He is also the angel of death,
but I don’t think this particular point
is applicable here;

unless the meaning is
part of what since
has passed.


Above the angel is a trunk:
of rock,
of wood,
of light;

a trunk that is a portal,
to both the pelican
and God.

Standing beneath this shaft,
showering in all that comes over:
he fills his soul up,
then disappears into the All that Is.


Horses gallop across the sky.
A crow complains.
A dog looks at the moon;

And in amongst it all –
in an indistinct nowhere,
in an irrelevant somewhere:

a woman unravels,
beginning to stand up.

by Rebecca L. Atherton


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Within our reach: joy

“I salute you. I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep. There is nothing I can give you which you have not. But there is much, very much, that, while I cannot give it, you can take. No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today. Take heaven! No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present little instant. Take peace!

The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach, is joy. There is radiance and glory in darkness, could we but see. And to see, we have only to look. I beseech you to look!Life is so generous a giver. But we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love by wisdom, with power. Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel’s hand that brings it to you.

Everything we call a trial, a sorrow or a duty, believe me, that angel’s hand is there. The gift is there and the wonder of an overshadowing presence. Your joys, too, be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal diviner gifts.

Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven. Courage then to claim it; that is all! But courage you have, and the knowledge that we are pilgrims together, wending through unknown country home.”

by Fra Giovanni Giocondo


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