Everyday we turn on the TV or social media and are bombarded with more things to worry about. The horrors we are presented with, mount daily and with it our stress levels. Stress is still the biggest killer as it keeps us in a state of low-level inflammation, leading to many diseases. Yes we can change our diets, to live healthier lives but right now the combination of a little indulgence made in a very special way, could be just the recipe you need to re-set your nervous system and put your body in a state of buttery bliss – enjoy ❤
Follow this recipe all the way to the very end, and I guarantee your fears and your stress will melt away faster than the butter you spread on them.
Be sure to follow every step precisely for best results!
Time to prepare:
As long as you have available to indulge yourself in the entire experience- preferably a whole leisurely afternoon!
Although these can be whipped up in no time, that’s not the point of this recipe!
Create your workspace:
Take a little time to arrange the area you will be working in. Play some relaxing music, light a little incense, and make sure the room is warm and comfortable.
Prepare your utensils and ingredients, so that everything you need is at your fingertips.
• Large bowl • Spatula or wooden spoon • Baking tray (lightly buttered)
1 cup of white flour
1 cup of wholewheat flour
1heaped tsp brown sugar
2tsps baking powder
½ tsp salt
½ cup softened butter
½ cup plain yoghurt
1 tbsp water
Wash hands thoroughly in mild soap and warm water.
While you do this, imagine you are washing away your worries; allow the water to take them down into the drains and away from you, watch them disappear.
In your large bowl, add all the dry ingredients.
Chop your butter into small pieces and add them to the flour mix.
Notice how golden the little knobs of butter are against the flour. Imagine the taste of the buttery goodness that will become part of your creation!
Immerse your hands into the mix and pick up the buttery pieces in your fingers gently mixing and dispersing them within the flour mix.
Each tiny piece of butter feels cool in your fingers before it melts into the dry ingredients. Slowly the flour mixture is transformed into moist golden breadcrumbs. Stop for a moment and let them run through your fingers!
Now add in the yoghurt. You can do it slowly or all in one go, but use your fingers! Feel the cold yoghurt and imagine the creamy taste it will bring to your scones. Mix the creamy yoghurt into the buttery breadcrumbs and observe the way the mixture changes into a soft pliable dough. If it is a little dry still add up to a tbsp. of water to moisten it, and work that in slowly. If it needs more add a little more, but listen to your hands – they will tell you if your consistency is right. It should be soft, and pliable, moist but not soggy.
Its not necessary to knead it for a long time, but a light kneading not only binds the ingredients better, but it gives you time to knead some love into your dough. Who are they for? Your family, your friends? or just for you? Think of those you are making these for and put a good intention through your hands for them to experience joy when they taste your creation.
Now separate them into 8 balls, and roll them between your palms, smoothing their surfaces, as you roll them. How do they feel as you do this?
Press them gently to flatten the balls into scone shapes and lay them onto a lightly buttered tray.
Bake for 20 mins at 180 degrees. Use this time to clear away your work area.
Be sure to keep inhaling deeply to draw in that heavenly smell of baking scones!
Remove from oven and leave to cool.
Make a pot of your favourite tea. Serve your scones with lots of butter and homemade jam.
And the most important part of this recipe, is to savour every mouthful. Don’t rush; enjoy each bite! What can you taste in your scones? The creaminess of the yoghurt; the melted golden butter or the love that you pressed in as you made them?
And how do you feel? My hope is that you feel calm, relaxed and that you have a feeling of beautiful bliss within you. ❤
Once you become a parent, your life changes in a myriad of ways. You no longer become the centre of your own universe. From the moment you hold your child in your arms, you know that now there exists another life that matters more than your own life. At the most basic level this is our expressed desire, our inherent need to keep our race going. We believe in humanity and we want to thrive and flourish. Protecting our young is the most important thing we can do as humans.
Our parental love is being tested now as parents feel varying levels of fear as the school term draws near. The mounting pressure to get them back to school from our own needs to go to work, to the kids needs to regain normality in their lives; the fear of sending them into a place with so many other people, that could make them vulnerable; the fear of the “new measures” that will be put in place and how it will effect them; the fear that something might happen to them, is overwhelming, but the push to send them back to their school life is also strong.
All through my life as a mother I have felt the conflicts of societal pressures and my own values. Society strongly suggested I should push my children to study hard, get good grades, go to college, get more good grades, go to uni, get a degree, so that they can get a good job, buy a nice house and get a good deal on a mortgage. We have been taught that these things will bring happiness and security to ourselves and our children. And to some extent this is true. Having a well paid, respected career is a good thing to want for them, but we also need to teach them that there should be a balance between working and living. Too often the corporate based careers bring long hours, long commutes, siting at a desk for hours at a time, all with a huge helping of work related stress. Perhaps it was my own childhood experience of my dad working long hours in the city, and seeing what the stress of giving us a lovely home in a nice place did to his health, that made me not choose that path myself, or want it for my children. I didn’t push them to get good grades. Of course I encouraged them to study and do their school work, but we also really encouraged them to play sport, and to have full social lives. Their school life from my perspective was much more about an education in relationships and people, through making lifelong friendships and developing team fellowship.
They got good grades; not top of the class, but they both did well. They both tried college but neither chose to remain in education longer than a year after leaving school. They both have non-corporate based careers that make them happy without undue stress, loving partners, and great friends.
I should say how blessed I feel that my children are no longer school age, and becoming a grandmother is still hopefully part of my future, so I do not have the fear that parents are facing today.
But I would like to send you a message, that I hope might bring a little strength to parents of school children right now. Remember that no-one cares about your children like you do. Not a teacher, a doctor or a politician. These people are there to do a job; to deliver whichever curriculum, prescription or agenda they are imbued with the task of giving. They maybe the nicest of people with the best intentions, but they are not you, and they were not there the moment you first held your child in your arms. Only you know what is best for your child, and that decision must come from your heart. If any decision you make doesn’t feel right, or brings with it a sense of unease, then listen to your heart and change it. Your children are connected to you; only you know what is the best for them.
I wish you good health, clarity and calm and most of all love ❤
Sex between a loving couple includes affection, warmth, and a merging of two energies, that entwine and for a while unite them as one. It is far from the primal act we see in the animal kingdom, where sex is mainly used for dominance or impregnation. As more evolved beings we bring emotional intelligence into the act, that makes it into the most important communication between a pair of lovers.
Sexual intercourse is the most intimate and cherished experience we can share with a loving partner. Sometimes known, as coupling its dictionary definition is “a joining together”. In order to create a bond that unites two consenting adults, you have to actually be together.
However we are fast moving into a world that would prefer us not to be able to experience this wonderful gift, which we humans can share. With distancing becoming the way in which we are now told to live, the guidelines even trespass into this most sacred of acts.
According to the Terrance Higgins Trust, in a BBC article published this week, we now need “to balance our need for sex and intimacy with the risks of the spread of COVID-19”. The Trust has also published advice suggesting people avoid kissing, wear a face covering and choose positions that aren’t face-to-face during sex. Admittedly this advice is mainly aimed at people having sex outside of their home, but it applies to anyone who doesn’t live in your household. I’m sure most couples who don’t live together will overlook this and continue to enjoy a happy, healthy and intimate sex-life together, but what message do statements like these send to young couples starting out together, or to appropriate-aged children learning about the world of sex? To suggest that we as sentient humans deny ourselves and our relationships intimacy because we may get sick, is akin to saying only eat processed food because all natural food may contain living organisms that could make you sick! Of course we should wash our food just as we should practice safe sex, especially if the relationship isn’t long term, or serious. But deeply satisfying sex, isn’t a mechanical function. Its not about just gratifying urges, with a mindless exchange of bodily fluids – its about deeply connecting with your partner, and allowing the energy to flow naturally and beautifully between you. This isn’t a message that can be heard in these cold, emotionless guidelines.
While its important to teach our adolescent youth about safe sex, its even more important to teach them about the deeper meaning of sex between two loving adults – perhaps even more so in these current times where distancing is being sold to us as a way of life. It is now more important than ever that our children learn about healthy, loving connections that they should experience in all their relationships, but also that the intimacy in a sexual bond between two adults is beautiful, healthy and the most natural thing in the world.
I feel as though we need to hold on to the fundamentals in our lives, which make us human, because if we let that go, we are no longer living, but merely existing.
I wish you clarity and calm, but most of all love ❤
How it maybe possible to reach through the veil and spend magical moments with those we miss
The loss of a loved one from our lives is most likely the most painful experience we encounter on our journey through this world. Our heart wrenches painfully when we recall them, because we simply miss them so very much. Even as the shock of them passing begins to fade slowly over time, their absence from your life never changes. You long to share things with them again: a meal; a dance; a walk along the beach. If only there was a way to bring them back to you, even for a moment, to be with them would be more than you could ask for.
What is it about them that you miss the most? Was it their smile? Their laugh? The silly jokes they told? Perhaps it was their voice or the way only they could understand you when no-one else could? All these things that made you love them so very much – they are the things you miss. Although their physical being was special too, it was their energy, their spirit, the essence that came from within them that you miss most of all.
What if there was a very simple way to recall that essence? To bring that energy that you miss so terribly back to you for a little while?
It happened to me, earlier this week. I decided to dig out my grannies recipe book. A book with brittle pages, discoloured with age, held together with brown paper and tape, but beautifully handwritten. My mum had given it me and it stayed with me through several house moves, as although I never looked at it, I treasured it. But until now I had no idea of the magic that was within those pages…
I turned them, one by one, with a feather light touch, so as not to damage them. The musty smell arose from between the pages, with the sense of the years that had passed by since it’s original author had last touched it. The front section was all her recipes with a few more from my mum added later. The back of the book contained patterns for making clothes. I turned back to the recipes and chose one I knew I had the ingredients to make.
As I began to measure the ingredients I tried to remember eating the biscuits as a child. I knew I would have eaten them a few times at least, because grannie was always cooking. She lived with us and was a very big part of my childhood. She looked after us when my mum worked, and I always remember her in the kitchen. Mum would come home and join her, and together they would create their particular blend of magic. But for some reason at that moment I couldn’t remember what the biscuits tasted like.
I mixed, folded, blended and kneaded the dough onto the floured surface, just as my grannie was instructing me to do. I’d never made these before and I needed her help. She was right there with me in the kitchen! My little, delicate boned; gentle grannie was by my side. Suddenly I could remember her hands turning out dough onto the kitchen surface, light and quick, she pressed it out, turning it a few times before reaching for her wooden rolling pin. Within minutes a thin, pastry lay waiting to be cut into even shapes and laid onto the buttered baking tray.
“Prick them all over with a fork”, wrote my grannie in her book all those years ago. As I followed her instruction a sudden flashback of thin, lightly baked biscuits with tiny fork patterns all over them, appeared as vividly as if they were there on the counter, and my mouth filled with the memory of their slightly chewy but crisp texture and buttery taste. I felt my grannie glow with pride that I had not simply remembered her biscuits but that I had managed to connect to her, so completely. I had recalled her vividly into my present moment, and we had enjoyed cooking her biscuits together – she was still able to teach me the wonderful things she had learned while she was inside a living body.
What I learned was not just how to make her lovely biscuits but that those we love and feel we have lost, never truly leave us at all. The onus isn’t on them to come us, but on us to really remember them. Not with sadness, and the heavy heart that comes with the feeling that they are not with us; but with joy as you realise that you only have to open your heart, and you will find them waiting to embrace you.
As I opened the oven door to take out my freshly baked biscuits, their sweet mouth watering aroma was followed by a vague waft of lavender perfume – as my grannie came to give them her final approval. ❤
The human race is under attack. We are being challenged from a force that has us believing it is so great that we are at its beck and call. We must live a certain way, we must have values that have been laid out for us by religions and governments, and sold to us via our media outlets. Everyday those values seem to change. They become more outlandish, more bizarre by the day.
Let us take virtue for example. What does it signify? It is our integral qualities, our moral fibre, the assets that we each hold that keep us honourable and good.
It is compassion, empathy, benevolence and most of all love. But now we have a new virtue to add to this list, accept for many of us it doesn’t quite sit right. Doesn’t feel as though it fits into the jigsaw puzzle of our soul.
Fear, once considered a mere emotion is now an exemplified state of being. This collective wave of emotion, that is now engulfing us. We have been sold the concept that unless you are afraid and proud to exhibit your fear as part of your set of values, that you are unkind, selfish and a danger to the rest of the world.
I have spoken to many people who honestly feel that if someone comes too close to them who isn’t wearing a mask, that that person is threatening them, and not only them but their family too. The mask becomes like a badge of honour, and there seems to be a genuine fear towards those who do not exhibit an outward sign of the same fear of the virus. It is the same feeling towards those who feel they would not want a vaccine, that the unvaccinated are unkind, or uncaring, and endangering the lives of others.
It is only serving to drive yet another wedge between us. To make us not only argue about it on social media, but in real life when we should be engaging and connecting, we are being forced to stay apart, to disconnect through our fear. And if you do not feel the fear, because your belief system doesn’t fit the narrative then you become the offender. You face fines from authorities, and fear from those who would once smile at you and offer a greeting, because you have been painted as the “new criminal” on the street.
But who is the real attacker? Is it the young father on the street who is running and laughing with his children, enjoying the fresh air? Or the quiet lady in the supermarket who is doing her shopping? Ask yourself this question from a very quiet place within you. Do these people really mean you harm? Do they honestly pose a threat? If your fear rises when you ask yourself, then ask it to sit quietly for a moment and maybe ask yourself the same question as if it were just six months ago. Your perception of a normal human being has radically changed, overnight. Are you really just fine with that?
It seems to me that every new advancement in our current way of living is making our real enemy stronger while we get weaker. When we sit behind our computer screen, or behind the wheel of our car, we are alone. In our own little bubble. We may feel empowered by this – with something mechanical to control and express ourselves from within the confines of, but really we are disconnected. This isn’t power, its weakness.
We are being deliberately disconnected from each other. Our very values have been attacked, destroyed and reassembled into something new. Something that drives giant wedges between us. You only have to turn on any news source to see how politics it ripping the world into shreds. People spitting hatred at each other because of the things we now feel are a part of our integrity.
Division. It has effected every echelon of our society, every race, every gender, every age group – our elderly when they need their family most around them, even our children are being forced to stay apart from each other, when we know how social behaviour develops during our formative years.
We are under attack. Not from aliens. Not from a virus. Not from politics. Not from the Elite, The Cabal, the Deep State. Not from racism, sexism or communism.
We are being tested as a race, collectively. ALL of us. Not just as individuals, although the fight back must come from each of us. The threat is real, it is a collective challenge – is our race strong enough to come through it? Our real enemy is time. It’s no longer on our side, it’s against us. We must wake up from our isolation, our self imposed solitary lifestyles and our egos, and communicate, connect, come together again, and realise that we are all the same, no matter what we are being fed by our politicians, and leaders, and what we are being sold in the media. We are the same. We are all human. We all have a beating heart in our chest, that pumps oxygenated red blood through our veins. We breathe the same air and live under the same sun. We all live here on one beautiful planet, together, and the only way we are going to survive as a race is together.
Its time to wake up. Not to any theory, but this time to the truth. The truth that is unity. Re-connect. Find a way to look beyond your fears. Give love, to as many as you can every single day. You partner, your children, your siblings, your parents, your friends. Tell them how much they mean to you, even though you may have differing views. Our views should not disconnect us. Then step outside your door and give more love to people who pass by in the street, a smile (even with a mask on, make eye contact, and let them know you are smiling), to the shop assistant who serves you, to the dog who looks on expectantly hoping for a little affection.
Love is our weapon against division; against hatred; against fragmentation of family, of society. Lets get time back on our side, lets rise to the challenge of imposed division and show it that and that the human heart is strong enough to defeat it.
All we have to do is re-connect, while we still have time.
One fine afternoon, I was catching up with a very dear friend of mine over lunch. We were discussing some of the very many downfalls of the current world, which as always really tug at my heart. My astute friend noticed and asked me to tell her about my book, knowing it would lift me to share with her. As I began to describe its content, my friend observed something instantly – there was a light in my eyes, a flame of passion that illuminated my being and shone from within me. I had become transformed in an instant as my emotion changed from fear based thinking to pure love. Writing to me is literally a true love. I always feel as though I’m being the best version of myself when I’m sharing the messages of my heart. I’m pretty sure most musicians and artists feel the same way when they are creating a piece of work. They are giving you a message from their heart, and they want you to feel it in yours. You can hear the message in the words of some songs, conveyed by its melody, its pitch, its resonance, the lyrics and last but not least in the magical culmination of the instruments blended harmoniously with soul of the voice that delivers it. Every brush stroke an artist makes, every meal a good chef makes; every pirouette the ballerina twirls – all deliver a truly beautiful message. When we cast our eye over an artists work, read a book, hear a song, enjoy a meal – perhaps just close your eyes a moment and ask yourself – “Does it feel as though it came from their heart?’ – because in my humble opinion the key to being successful in business, in relationships, and in all walks of life, is to put your heart into your creations. When you experience genuine candidness at the hand of someone’s creation, you feel it at a very different level – you feel it in your heart, as a gift. You may say, “that really touched me”, or perhaps you feel a huge swell of a certain emotion – this is what the person who created that wanted you to feel! You received their message loud and clear! It means that all their work, all the time put into that creation was worth it, because you really heard them. But we don’t need to be artists or musicians to be able to give this gift – we all have the same ability. We, as humans have a very simple way to tune into this energy from people we surround ourselves with, and before long you begin to know who is speaking to you from their heart, and who is only paying you lip service. Non-verbal communication. Something we need to use more than ever, when we are out because our ability to speak to one another has been compromised to varying extents for most people. The mandatory wearing of a mask in many shops, public transport and in all public places has reduced the ability to connect through speech for most people. Speaking through a muffled covering is really not particularly pleasant and can make it hard to communicate. Consider those living abroad who really on seeing people’s mouths formulate words to assist their comprehension? Or even worse- those who rely on lip reading to assist their hearing! Or just being able to “mouth” a message across a room to someone – our ability to connect to each other through engaging communication is more compromised than we perhaps realise. The saddest thing is that no-one bothers to smile. They think you cannot see anyway, so they don’t bother. Back in the day, before masks were all the rage, I used to really enjoy smiling at people. Often me and my dog would stroll along the path and if I was lucky enough to receive eye contact, I would offer a smile, and I always made sure I felt it, from within me, like a light, so that it radiated out. I would honestly say that 90% of passers by, however glum they looked before, beamed right back at me. That lifted my heart, like I hoped I had lifted theirs. Only a fleeting instant, but maybe you just changed their day, or their faith in human nature at least for a moment. This is now more challenging because for my own reasons I am not drawn to go anywhere I don’t need to go at the moment. This is of course a benefit to keeping numbers down in public, but I also feel heaviness in my heart to see everyone’s faces covered. I miss the smiles. Perhaps now is a good time to learn from our Japanese friends who don’t look at the mouth when they are offered a smile – they focus on the eyes, much like my dear friend did who happens to be Japanese! This in actual fact makes so much sense because when we look at someone’s mouth we miss the real message, which can be seen in the eyes. Think about your photo smile – it’s a little like a mock telephone voice – it’s at best your front of house persona and at worst just fake. If your heart is not in, your eyes will show that. With this in mind I try even harder to gain eye contact with people and make sure they know they are receiving a smile. I get many double takes, as they search for confirmation of what they think they saw, but mostly that’s closely followed by a crinkling in the corner of the eyes and a light that shines from within. It tells me that the human heart is still strong, and that despite what the world throws at us, we stand united through our hearts. My message to you today is this: Don’t stop reaching out. Don’t stop connecting with your fellow humans. Through music, through art, through your creations, through your smile but always from your heart. Let the world know you mean it.
And last but not least don’t let the result of a virus be a fragmented society that forgot how to smile.
We are well and truly in the midst of the summer. The long days and balmy nights beckon us out into our gardens, terraces and entice us to spend time enjoying the warmer days and the temperate nights.
But for some of us, the summer sun can be tough on our systems. Although you love the summer days, and the energy that is abundant during these months, you find that you are seeking out the shady spots, turning your sweat beaded brow into any hint of a breeze or longing to immerse yourself in a cool shower – anything to give you some respite from the heat.
Why is it, that although you love the sun, you find yourself wilting like a weary flower under its force?
If the element of fire burns strongest in you, your physiology already has plenty of metabolic heat. You tend to be a passionate person, who is driven and motivated to push forward with ideas and projects. You have a competitive edge that drives you and an innate ability to focus on single objectives. However on the flip side, you can be hot-headed, stubborn and can find it hard to calm down. These are just some of the traits found in those with a strong fire element. Fire dominant types can also be prone to inflammation in the body, heartburn and headaches and other maladies related to an imbalance of heat in the system.
So how can we keep our internal inferno in check and make sure we enjoy the summer without overheating?
Adopting lifestyle practices especially during warmer months that increase the cooler elements within us, can help us to cool down from inside out. When we recognise the way we work and start to do things that work in support of our unique systems, we can enjoy the summer sun, without it compromising our energy or our health. If you know you are Pitta dominant, or you simply want some great ways to stay cool this summer, then try a few of these tips:
Spend as much time outdoors as you can, enjoying nature in the mornings and evenings when its cooler
Try to avoid stimulants such as strong coffee, excess alcohol or hot spicy food (cooler spices can help you stay cool!).
Wear cooling colours like blue, white or lilac.
Massage the body with oils like mint, rose or lavender in a base of cooling coconut oil.
When it’s hot try to avoid strong exercise, and choose a less stimulating pursuit such as walking, swimming, yoga, fishing etc.
Try to avoid conflict. For example if you know a topic of conversation makes you feel impassioned it maybe best to write about it in a journal to explore your feelings, rather than to engage in a debate with others which could easily take you from calm to vexed in a matter of moments. This gives you space for cool reflection, without allowing the fuel of a heated conversation to increase your emotions.
Choose foods, which you know, make your stomach feel calm. Most fruits help to cool the system, and gently cooked vegetables will be easy to digest. Naturally sweeter food will have a cooling effect on the body such as fresh summer fruit, cooked rice, or sweet herbs like fennel or liquorice.
Here is a recipe for my favourite cooling summer soup. Served with a warm crusty home-made loaf, it will cool you down and treat those taste buds too!
Cooling Summer Soup
1 cup of white butter beans
½ cup of pre-soaked almonds ( 6hrs)
1 cucumber – peeled and diced
generous sprig of fresh mint
½ cup of organic apple juice
Filtered water ( to desired consistency)
Place butter beans, cucumber and mint into blender.
Peel the soaked almonds and add to mix
Pour in apple juice and turn on the blender.
Slowly add water until you reach the consistency you desire.
Chia and Sesame whole-wheat loaf
3 cups whole-wheat flour
10 gms yeast
1 ¼ cups room temp (tepid) water
For the topping:
Milk to glaze
1 tsp ( approx.) of chia seeds
1 tsp ( approx.) of sesame seeds.
Mix flour and salt in bowl. Sprinkle yeast into tepid water and stir. Leave for a few minutes to show a few tiny bubbles. Just before you begin to add to the flour, sprinkle a pinch of sugar to assist the yeast.
Slowly add the water mixing well to form a dough.
Knead very thoroughly – until the dough increases it elasticity.
Leave in a warm place until the dough rises to about double.
Place dough in a greased loaf dish.
Brush with milk and sprinkle with chia and sesame seeds
Bake in a warm oven at 180 for about 30 mins.
Wishing you good health, clarity and calm, and most of all love ❤
A simple search on Wikipedia tell us that evolution is “a biological process that makes living things change over a long time”.
For me, the word often conjures up the well-known image of the ape evolving into man, and then regressing as we get drawn into a computer dominated world.
Our ancestors were primitive beings with little compassion. Crowds gathered to watch crucifixions, hangings and public stonings with the same adrenaline fuelled passion that we find in today’s football stadium. So we can see just how far we have come from the barbaric beings we once were.
But what is it that makes human beings, especially when they become part of a gang or a crowd revert to the pack mentality that our ancestors so shamelessly displayed? Are we perhaps so frustrated by the stress and the struggles of our daily lives that we are drawn to our most primal behaviour when we are together with other like-minded folk who equally need this type of outlet? Although we have come so far in the way we think and behave, there is still a trend towards violence as a form of entertainment. From horror movies and computer games to attending bull fighting or encouraging a pack of dogs to chase down and kill a fox (considered a cultured pursuit, by many), we still cannot seem to relinquish our connection to our savage past, however “civilised” we like to think we are.
There are still a horrific number of humans who think nothing of taking another’s most valuable asset – his life. Be it animal or man, unless our survival depends on it, we have no right to extinguish life force, but to gain any form of pleasure from it, is to the good people of this world unimaginable.
Although there are many studies of the criminal or depraved mind, maybe there is an element that is overlooked. Perhaps the minds of those who have no empathy are simply further behind in evolution – the primal, savage instincts are still very dominant in their psyche and their behaviour could be likened to that of an untamed beast. A beast will attack, toy with and kill any prey – he has no more empathy towards a small defenceless infant than he does to a much larger more challenging victim – they are both there for his entertainment; he will kill because he can. We expect this result if we throw a man in the lions den – because the lion is primal. However we have come to expect that man has evolved enough to refine and hone his own conduct, and that we as humans have become inherently “civilised”.
I would like to believe that this is largely at least becoming true. There are so very many who feel vehemently against any violence as entertainment or sport. These people are often the same ones who find watching any living being suffering, abhorrent in a way that physically hurts. Even to watch a movie when the victim is an actor, is very hard and emotionally disturbing to these folk. Whether fantasy or reality these images often stay in their minds to haunt them for days or weeks afterwards.
However the growing number of people who feel empathy with other sentient beings, is a really positive sign. It shows us that our evolutionary journey is indeed progressing in the right direction. As we move away from the lower vibrational behaviour patterns of a mob mentality, or finding any type of suffering of another living being entertaining, we are collectively becoming a race that is much more heart centred. There is a very strong uprising of human beings who are compassionate, caring and kind. This growing number of people are watching their own ego’s diminish as their hearts become the king of their consciousness. They feel connected to the earth and every living thing, and because they feel that bond, they embrace all life as an extension of themselves. They rejoice in others happiness, and feel inspired by benevolence and goodwill. Material things become less important and the energy gained from releasing this attachment goes into relationships with friends, family and people they connect with.
Our evolution is about so much more than being bipeds, or developing an opposing digit so we can use our smart phones. We are here on this planet to learn. If we live only to serve our ego and exert control or worse to think we have the right to take the life of another, and possibly even gain some form of enjoyment from it, then we have learned nothing from our ancestors or the lessons our own lives have shown us.
We are ready as a collective to take the next step. The next giant step. Some have taken it, and are holding out their hands to support others on their path too. As this tidal wave of consciousness sweeps across the human psyche, we feel that we are coming home because we are finally understanding the real reason for our existence.
I wish you good health, clarity and calm and most of all love ❤