Celebrity Friday: Freddie Mercury!

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Freddie Mercury is extremely easy to talk to.  Like, John Lennon levels of easy.  You mention him, he’s practically there!  A few nights ago I was watching a youtube video that mentioned Freddie and Princess Diana’s friendship, how he and his cronies dressed her up in a “dominatrix” cap (Freddie’s description) with aviator sunglasses and took her out for a night on the town!  Everyone was so focused on Freddie Mercury no one noticed Princess Di in her disguise!

Freddie knew fame, and he really knew boundaries too.  He knew how to reach his fans with love and glory, and he knew (and did his best) to protect his loved ones.  And he adored Diana.  That was the first thing to come through.  I’ll ask Freddie to come in and help me recall that conversation in a moment, but first I’d like to acknowledge that whenever I’m writing about talking to well-known people in the afterlife, I’m not trying to prove anything here.  The confirmations I get are likely easily discoverable through google, and as with my previous conversations, I do my best to keep this respectful and mindful.

K: Hello, Freddie!

F: (Freddie appears in elaborate royal dress, similar to the above photo, but he says:) Tell them it’s with more fur and glitter!  (Lots of fur piles across his shoulders in white and black, full length red robe with gold, and an impossibly high spiked crown.)

 K: Your clothing reminds me of Lady Gaga –

F: AH Yes!  I adore (says her given name Stephani).  She has the heart of an angel and the voice of a Siren!  We met.

K:  You met?  But you died in 1991.

F:  We met!  She and Brian and (shows me two other people) had a séance with a trusted medium and we spoke,  she felt me!  It’s not something she would speak on publically of course.  We made the connection, Bry felt it as well.  Was a blast!  One of the things I always wanted to do after I died, appear in a séance.  I didn’t / couldn’t knock over the table or anything like that, this medium was not dramatic and added no embelishments.  They did sit on the floor, done up with piles of rugs and pillows, but they were all standing, dancing by the end!  It was a special evening.  I’ve spoken / visited Mary (Austin) often too.  Of course I do, I would never leave them alone. 

 K:  What about the fellow you were living with, Jim Hutton? 

F:  I do, he was angry with me for a period and told me to “Just fuck off, Freddie,”  so I did.  He had good reason to be angry with me. 

K:  Did you have a falling out or…?

F:  No, no nothing like that.  We had a non-monogamous relationship, where I would sleep with someone else, and he would either sleep with someone else as well or not, and then he’d forgive me.  After a while the drama drained out of it, and I would behave badly – like a rock star, you know – and I thought he’d gotten used to it, because we didn’t fight about it anymore.  After I died – no, that’s not true.  Before I died, while I was sick and he was taking care of me, he was so fucking loyal, just such a good man, and I said I was sorry I had treated him as I had.  He was too angry with me to feel it until after I died, and he had to process everything that had happened.  There was always the suspicion too, that I had been the one to give him HIV.  There was no way to know, of course, because back then many believed it happened to you *because* you slept with men.  So many of us didn’t believe in god, but got the virus and thought, well, this is god punishing me for being a fag. 

 K:  You just internalized it.  Did you do that, with the disease?

 F:  No, I didn’t, but towards the end I thought that maybe I had ruined Jim’s life.  I didn’t feel like that all the time, just when I felt really ill and depressed.  Jim never let me push him away though. 

 I was always honest with Jim.  He knew I was holding myself back from him, and he was right.  Mary was the only person in my life that I was completely open with, and she accepted me completely.  She knew me.  We had unfailing loyalty to each other.  I talked with Jim early on in our relationship about how special and irreplaceable Mary was in my life.  He understood at the time, he said I could love him my way, and he would love me his way.  That we would figure it out together, and he was not asking me for something I could not give to him. 

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After I died, I think Jim allowed himself to see he had accepted the short end of the stick.  I had wondered if I should have kicked him out – but where would he go?  I didn’t want to reject him, I loved him, dearly.  I was always honest with him. 

K:  Did he ever ask you to promise him to be monogamous?  I can delete this, you don’t need to answer.

F:  Alright, yes, he did ask me to stop messing with other men, on several occasions.  In the moment, I could not bring myself to tell him, “No, I can’t do that.”  I just said, “Alright.”  Those were the most painful conversations.  He had every right to feel angry with me, afterwards.  The anger only lasted a short time.  We lived together, we travelled together, because the good times far outweighed the bad. 

K: I saw in a youtube video that stated you were bisexual, but only romantically interested in women, and only sexually interested in men, which I know is a thing, but it didn’t seem to ring true to me about you.  What do you think?

F:  Of course, the audience wants to believe they know what goes on behind the curtain.  No, I am not simply interested in men for one thing and women for another.  I had wonderful, pleasing, gratifying sex with men and women, and I love and loved both men and women.  I treated my relationships with them differently, and I was more leaning towards men than women, really.  I only needed to journey into my adulthood to discover that.

 My love for Mary and my love for Jim was quite different.  My loyalty to them was complete.  I felt like I owed so much of myself to Mary, there were moments in my young adult life where Mary picked me up off of the floor.  She loved me unconditionally, she simply accepted me.  Mary came first.  I was honest with Jim about that too, Mary would come first. 

 Jim, to his credit, did not resent Mary one bit.  He respected her, respected our relationship. 

 Jim was with me through my whole illness.  It must have been terrifying for him at the time, knowing he had the same thing, and it was just ticking like a tomb bomb inside of him, waiting to do the same, or similar, or possibly worse things to him.  My foot was gangrenous.  It just never healed.  It started with an infected toenail, and the tissue just started to die, and then more around it would die, and it all just went bad.  They wanted to amputate my foot, but I just knew if I went into the hospital I would never get out.  “Let it rot off,” I said, “I’m dying anyway.”  Then we had a show that week.  That was the first time I thought “This show might be my last,” so I poured every ounce of energy into every show from that point on.  It felt different, pushing to get the show out, giving it every last ounce of life inside of me.

 I thought, if I died of a heart attack during a performance, that would be art.  It had never been done before!  Or if I died of a heart attack shortly after a show, that would be alright too.  I wasn’t afraid of pushing my body too far and causing a rupture or a stroke or any of the other things they said might happen if I continued to perform. 

 What was I here for, if not to sing?  Every show became the opportunity to give *the best performance of my life*.  I am proud of Queen, I am so very, deeply proud of our final performances together.  We all knew each one might be my last.

 K:  I understand you were recording a song just a few weeks before you died?

F:  Yes, and I fucked that one up.  They had to finish it without me, but they did a great job.  The pain in my foot was terrible at the time, I was sick from the infections.  (he corrects me as I went to write “fever” but says it wasn’t a fever because his immune system wasn’t working well, and he gives me dizziness, nausea, weakness, and incredible fatigue.)  All in all, I am very happy with my legacy.  Let’s talk about the cats.

 K:  Oh yes!  The other night you mentioned that you had a cat just like Rupert, and then we found a photo!

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He looks just like my cat Rupert in this photo!  Rupert makes that face whenever he is having an opinion about something.

F: Yes, he was a self-possessed pussy.  We had others, too. 

K:  Yes, I found this photo, and the two of them together look like Mikey and Rupert!

F:  Oh, but this orange tabby could be such an asshole.  He would piss on things if he didn’t like his dinner.  He could be a bully with the other cats as well, so we had to manage him.  I think he was one of Jim’s favourites.

 K:  With so many cats in your house, I’m sure there were a few cat pee wars.

F:  Yes (the female) would get upset and pee on the furniture.  I just loved her too much to take it personally.  I just wish she didn’t pick the antiques. 

 K:  I saw mention of you petting Delilah as one of the last things you did in your life.

F:  Yes, that’s from Jim’s book – you should read it, it’s very good.

 (Here it is, called “Mercury and Me”)

 K:  I will, I love a good autobiography.

F:  You will love his.  He doesn’t get into much detail about his own life before we met, because he believed that people weren’t interested in him, they were only interested in the story of our love life.  In truth, Jim rarely allowed anyone to get the full measure of him.  He underplayed his intelligence despite being extremely well-read.  He loved art, music of course, and he was humble, he never attempted to aggrandize himself through his associations.  (Freddie gives love and admiration for Jim.)  He is a jewel of a man.  I did not give him full credit either, I thought he would surely leave me after my HIV diagnosis.  We didn’t know he was positive as well.  I expected him to get off the ride, but he didn’t, and I was so very lucky to have him with me when I died.  He loved me right to the very end.  And he made sure I didn’t die in hospital. 

 K:  Oh right – Michael Jackson!  Sweetie told me something about you pissing off Michael for “doing too much cocaine”?  What happened there?

F:  Oh Michael.  I reached out to him, I loved his music, and we were planning on collaborating.  I did quite a pile of cocaine off of his fancy coffee table in view of (shows me children’s playground equipment through the window. He clarifies it was before Michael build the Neverland ranch, but it was Michael’s home and he had children’s play equipment nearby.)  Michael was an innocent.  He cultivated his child-like view of the world.  It was more than a faux paux to use cocaine in his house, right in the open.  I don’t supposed it would have been different if I had gone to the washroom and done is discreetly, but why would I?  We were both rock stars, he knew who he was inviting to his home! 

 K:  When I first heard that, I thought Michael was upset that you did too much of *his* cocaine?  (I was joking.)

F:  No, Michael didn’t use cocaine.  All of his drugs came from doctors, who were no better than drug dealers anyway.  He would just find a doctor who would prescribe him what he wanted, and BRING IT TO THE HOUSE.  If one wouldn’t do it, another would.  Obtaining his drugs through doctors elevated him above “dirty druggee” status.  I’m sorry to say Michael was far more dependent on his medications than I ever was on cocaine.  Suffice to say that our collaboration never happened.

 (indicates he also met Elton John through Princess Di)

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K:  Oh how did you like Elton?

F:  (shrug) I believe that dear Diana believed we would become friends because we were – to her understanding – both gay men, and both musicians, performers, arguably “over the top” performers too.  Di was a sweetheart, and we both did love her, but Elton and I were at opposite ends of the rainbow.  My band may have been called “Queen” but he was the true Queen.  He was… On rethinking it, I believe our personalities simply clashed.  Elton seemed to love to live like royalty – he had people for everything!  Bring me breakfast, wipe my ass!  He loved the royal treatment.  I preferred my privacy.  I had assistance cleaning the house, cooking on occasion, gardening – but I did not have “staff” the way Elton had staff.  We just could not relate.  I would never have played Las Vegas, for example.   

 K:  (This struck me as wrong, how could Queen with Freddie Mercury singing, have never played Las Vegas?  I tried to google it, but as Queen is still touring and *does* play in Las Vegas, it’s more than a simple search to answer that question.  I asked Freddie to clarify and he just cocked his head to the side, not sure how to interpret that.)

Have you met Michael in the afterlife at all?

F:  Of course!  And I was in the front row to greet Bowie, of course!  The party continues!  And Lennon too!  John Lennon, I never had the opportunity to befriend him in life.      

K:  I found a photo of you two together:

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F:  Yes!  John was a legend there and I was just starting out.  Queen had not fully happened at that point.  I was devastated when John was killed.  I couldn’t believe I had let all of that time pass, and we had never formed a friendship.  We were too busy, touring, and then John became quite reclusive, and lived in New York.  I should have taken the time – but, I thought there would be time.  I never thought either one of us would die, ever!  (laughs)

 K:  You were young and immortal?

F:  And a famous rock star!  That’s as close to immortality as one could get in the seventies!  It was absolutely wild.  With the women on the pill and there was free love everywhere, our generation scared the shit out of the establishment.  Your young generation should do what we did (get out of control).  Did you notice they let the 1980’s economic boom happened to calm all of the rebellious counter-culture youth?  It worked, as well.  After a while, our fans needed babysitters to come to our shows, or some would bring their kids and leave early!  Our audience was changing, but I knew Queen needed to continue as the band THEY remembered.  I wasn’t interested in aging, but it was happening.  Jim and I used to talk about growing old and decrepit together, I always insisted I was not going to do that!  He would say, “Well, speak for yourself, I have every intention of growing old.”  As it turned out, the decrepit happened, just not the old.  (lights a cigarette and smiles, twinkle in his eye.)

 K:  Did you ever want children, or more of a family with Jim or Mary?

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F:  (emphatically) No.  I would have been a shit father.  Proper parents must make parenting the focus of their whole life.  I knew I couldn’t do that.  I loved my cats like children, I was fortunate to have many friends, incredible artists, and I left my mark upon the world.  It was a successful life. 

 K:  Yes it was.  Thank you for talking to me.  Oh Freddie!  I almost forgot – a reader asked me to ask you if you are still with Jim in the afterlife?

F:  Yes.  (Shows Jim behind him, both have huge smiles.  Jim waves, he glows happiness.  There is also a privacy indicator, so I don’t ask follow-up questions.)  

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Andrea & Kate on a new episode of The Joyful Telepathy Podcast!

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Hello friends!  Happy New Year!

I have a new episode of The Joyful Telepathy Podcast for you today!

We pick up our theme of discussing smudging and other ways we could potentially be *harming ourselves and others* through our spiritual practice – this is a *must-listen* for everyone who uses this popular energy clearing technique!  My good friend Andrea Sexton Dumas has come on the podcast to discuss it with us!  If you check out her website, you’ll see she also clears homes professionally!  Here’s her bio:

Andrea Sexton Dumas, MA, CCHT is a Certified Clinical Hypnotherapist, highly sensitive person, entrepreneur and digital preservationist based in the Oakland-SF Bay Area of Northern California (traditional land of the Ohlone). 

You can connect with Andrea directly at www.movementbeyond.org.

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Happy New Year – and Happy Listening!

 

Spirit Birthdays and Butter Tarts

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Yesterday, while searching through my email for correspondence with another client, an email from 2013 popped up in front of me.  I did a bit of a double-take, because I recognized the name, though it had been five years since our session.

I wouldn’t normally reach out to a past client like this when we haven’t had contact for years, but I kept thinking about reaching out, getting these little nudges – which are usually invitations to experience something neat, on a spiritual level.

So I sent her a quick hello, in as respectful a way as possible, and suggested that perhaps, this was her dog’s way of saying hi after a few years.  Sometimes they like to take advantages of little connections like this.

Turns out, the pup’s birthday is next week.  While this beautiful dog had left her body, she still wanted to reach out to her human mom, and remind her.

It was very sweet, and pretty cool!  One of those tiny little miracles I enjoy so much as a part of this work.  You can’t *make* them happen, but sometimes if you listen to the little nudges, and reach out carefully and respectfully, neat things like this can happen.

Today, is also my mother’s birthday!  I have a little reminder set up in my calendar, because I don’t want to ever let a December 12th slip by without remembering it’s my mother’s birthday.  I like to just say aloud, Happy Birthday, before I do anything else with my day.

I would say my mom is having a good time in spirit.  I often feel her around when Sweetie and I are travelling or having a good time – I hear her laugh, layered with the laughing of others.  I feel her in the company of my grandmother, her mother, and my great-aunt.  I think they like to travel together, or tag along with us and I’m sure the other family members when we’re enjoying ourselves.

It’s neat, how happy I always perceive her to be, and she wants us to know she’s just fine.

It’s so interesting that birthdays seem to be a good time to connect with our loved ones in spirit.  I think it’s because we are thinking of them, and often the memories are lighter and happier on birthdays, than on other anniversary dates.  A lifetime of celebration creates a lightness around their birthdays – a dynamic energy that’s often full of love and cheerful memories.

I also think it’s easier for *them* to connect with *us*, when we create space for lightness and happy memories.  It takes a little discipline sometimes, and I will admit, my friends, I can get into a habit of being a tad morose on grief-related dates.  But I have some positive advice:

A friend of mine visits her grandfather’s grave on his birthday and eats a butter tart, which he loved.  I thought that was a great idea, so I’ve *also* had butter tarts on the anniversary of my mother’s death, as a way of doing something positive and creating happy habits on these important days.

I also happen to really enjoy butter tarts myself.  I spent a winter once, working on a recipe until I perfected it.  Perhaps I’ll post that later on!

I found I really needed to *do* something, because it does not do me, nor my mother, any good at all to allow myself to get depressed every year around dates of sad events, or dates which REMIND me of sad events.  It’s a lot to carry, and I’ve been working on letting it go.

As I mentioned before, sometimes we *need* to carry our grief with us for a time.  We don’t want to let it go too soon, because in a way, the deepness and length of time we grieve is a way of honoring what that person or animal friend truly meant to us.

But grief is also something you develop a relationship with.  You don’t have to fight it, or get rid of it, or get over it.  I personally welcome grief, especially in the beginning, because I know it’s helping me to get out all the feelings that demand witness.  Grief helps with that.

I also know my sneaky little brain can get into habits of thinking about the same things every day, or at certain times of the year, and I have learned that it can be a positive thing to engage these thoughts and negotiate with them, or re-purpose them, so they’re not something that’s simply happening to you, making you helpless and miserable, but instead something you can interact with, and actively engage, even incorporate into your life.

My mother died in April 2015, and today she would have been 67.  This morning, that thought made me sad.  Relatively speaking, she died young, certainly before anyone expected her to pass.  Of course, her birthday made me a bit sad this morning; that’s okay.  But do you think my mother, laughing and travelling in spirit, would want me to feel sad *all day* on her *birthday!?*  Every year???  OF COURSE NOT.

So for her sake, and my own, I have been incorporating these new little rituals in my life, on these significant dates, so that I can tell my body and my brain that while we can still feel sad, we can also celebrate, connect, and care for ourselves and those we have lost to spirit.

(Whenever I’m talking to myself, I seem to always shift to the plural form, “we”, which usually means my spirit form, my brain consciousness, my body, my dynamic layers of life experience, and all the people I’m connected with – including you, my dear reader, because we are surely as connected to each other through this blog as two trees on opposite edges of a forest, connected through a mass of touching roots.

 

I just realized that I need a happy ritual for my mother’s birthday.  What should it be?

Today, December 12th, and although St. Nicholas Day is December 6th, I have pretty vivid memories of getting little presents in my polished dress shoes on the same day my mother received her birthday presents.  There were sometimes red and white carnations, or a poinsettia from my father, and often there would be chocolate chip bundt cake.

Maybe that’s what I’ll do.  I’ll make that bundt cake recipe.  I need to get a bundt pan.

And I should pick up some stocking stuffers for Sweetie and wrap them!

Tonight is especially lovely, because we have the “Sail Past” in Ucluelet.   It’s this charming community tradition where locals decorate their boats in Christmas lights and sail around the harbour, shooting off fireworks!  It’s quite delightful and part of the charm of living in this small little town.  We have lived here for NINE years now!

WOW!

Anyway.  I guess I’m writing this post to reach out to those of you who may be missing your loved ones in spirit, especially this time of year.  I know it’s hard.  It’s not easy for me to talk about how tough it has been at times.

I’m so grateful to my friends – so many of whom I made through this blog, who have literally shown me how to have positive, happy feelings on days when I might otherwise be inclined to be sad.

I’m so thankful, and I love you all!

Happy Birthday Mom, and Happy Holidays, my friends!

 

 

 

Dr. Lana is in the house!!!

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My Friends!  It is with great pride and joy that I give you my conversation with Dr. Lana!

Dr. Lana  is herself a psychic-medium AND she holds a Doctor of Psychology (Psy.D.) in Clinical Psychology.  She is currently serving as  a Post-Doctoral Fellow in Clinical Psychology.

Suffice to say, Dr. Lana is straight up overqualified to speak on cultural appropriation, and I’m SO grateful she was happy to have this conversation with me, and help me to tackle some of the *crazy* feedback I received on my original post and video.

You may recall, last May I wrote this blog post, and later posted this video, entitled “Why I No Longer Smudge.”

I knew I’d get some push-back from it, and I was STILL surprised at how much I received, and what these folks had the nerve to say!  Well, Dr. Lana is helping me to tackle the spackle in our two-part conversation, posted on the Joyful Telepathy Podcast!

Part 1 has been posted, and Part 2 will come out NEXT TUESDAY!

I shall attempt to embed the player here:

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Or you can listen on joyfultelepathy.com

OR you can subscribe to the Joyful Telepathy Podcast via Apple Podcasts, or smartphone Podcast app of choice!  Just search for Kate Sitka, or Joyful Telepathy!

Plug in, sit back, and chuckle along with us as Dr. Lana and I bring lightness and brevity to the HEAVY spiritual topics that FEW MEDIUMS DARE TO ADDRESS such as Spiritual Bypassing, Cultural Appropriation, and our response to the comments such as, “I was a ______ in my past life, so I am allowed to use it!”

Stop reading!  Go listen now!

Have you listened yet?  If you have, here is some bonus material!  Because Dr. Lana is a fabulous academic, she has provided us with some further reading material, which I have uploaded here:

Principles of Inner Work – Psychological and Spiritual

Nothing Comes From Nowhere

From Cultural Exchange to Transculturation

Conceptualizing_Religion_and_Spirituality

Tune in Tuesday Dec 11th for PART TWO of our conversation!

And PLEASE feel free to leave your honest and respectful comments and questions here!  It’s okay to not know things – we are all a work in progress and we come from all different life experiences, all that I ask is that you extend your empathy and respect towards others, and observe your own reactions thoughtfully.

Just listening to this episode and *thinking* about these issues is GOOD WORK!  Thank you so much for joining us!

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First of all, isn’t my graphic for this Pet Session Special just so cute?  I changed this one from the original to show some animals across the “rainbow bridge” and I wish I’d thought of that sooner!  I really do enjoy the creative marketing piece of my psychic business!

More importantly – the special on Pet Sessions is 2/3 sold already!

If you’re on the fence, I suggest you just go for it, as the demand for pet sessions never lets up enough for me to offer many sales, and the only reason I can do this now is that I’m taking time off my hospital job!  Yay!

You can book your session here:

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Talk to you soon!

Ep. 70 ~ Freddie Mercury Afterlife Interview!

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Hey everyone!  It’s Freddie Mercury!

When a documentary popped up on YouTube shortly after the ad for the new movie, Queen, I clicked.  My wife and I watched together, and before long, I was talking to Freddie Mercury!

I decided to run upstairs and grab my MP3 recorder, so that we could capture this conversation.

Here, my friends, is our conversation with the late, great, Freddie Mercury!

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John: Art and a Good End for the New Year!

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My Wonderful Blog Friends – Here’s to a good end for 2016, and to hope, energy, and unity in 2017!

 

Hi John!

 

Happy new year, darling!  We appreciate that some years deserve the bum!

 

(“deserve the bum” has a few dirty meanings)

 

I know it’s been a rough year for so many.  What would you like to say about it?

 

You must never give up hope.  We’re going through the cycle again – (shows me the current culture is reviving a lot of the sentiment and ideals from mid 1950s, which was a time most people considered modern and progressive.)  Yet it’s so backwards, people see what they want to see.  They don’t see others or themselves for how they are, they see what they idealize.  That’s wonderful, in many ways.  Dreaming is important. 

 

Action is just as important. 

 

Not more important than dreaming?

 

Without dreams, how can you imagine all possible action?  Art is important.  Thought is important.  This is why we thought LSD was such a revolution at the time – it created thoughts and “expanded the mind” in ways that would never have been possible.  We didn’t have the internet, you’ll remember.  (He’s teasing.)  We (back in the 70s) believed in the magic of imagination.  If you could dream it, you could create it – if your thoughts were limited by everything you’d been taught and seen in your lifetime, your dreams would be limited.  It was sad, at times; alarming as well. 

 

We believed – foolishly – that if everyone could just experience the psychological and imaginative power of LSD, it would free the mind, free the imagination, to never-before-dreamed-of possibilities!  It’s was part of the revolution.

 

Of course, it didn’t work like that!

 

Yeah, I can appreciate the line of thinking through.  We still see that.  Imagine, visualize the life you want, the world you want, and you can create it.

 

Well, you’re one step closer to creating it.  (Shows me shoveling dirt from a trench.) 

 

What do you mean?

 

It’s like excavating new channels for the mind.  Creating new shapes for the thoughts to flow!  Canals for the imagination!  (Big grin.)

 

Digging holes in the brain?  Are we talking about LSD again?

 

(laughs, takes a deep drag on a cigarette he suddenly has, and I smell the sharp smoke.  Now John has solidified in my mind, he’s lazing back on a chaise lounge, it’s white, with a battered, worn feeling, but perfectly clean.  It’s in a loft apartment with wide industrial windows nearly to the ceiling.  It’s a large room but feels intimate.  There’s a plush red patterned carpet under the chase longue, and I worried for a moment about the ash burning it as John ashes into a ridiculously massive crystal ash tray on the floor.  The room is somehow opulent and sparse; stark and cozy at the same time.)

 

No, love, we aren’t talking of LSD at the moment.  I thought we were talking of imagination!  Imagining things is hard work – don’t underestimate it.  There is heavy lifting in the excavation of the mind!  Just ask any artist!

 

(Thinking of Sweetie) I know.  What do you think the role of artists is right now?  In the year 2017, in the context of the future’s history?  Can you see that?

 

(Laughs and takes another drag.)  That’s quite a creative question!  (He gives me a rhyme / limerick that I don’t quite get – something like “… all the fun, an artist’s work is never done!”)  Art will always serve the same purpose – art never dies, it never disappears, though it may have to go underground.  You can’t stop it, can’t eliminate it – which is why art is so useful in protesting the established regimen!  (significant look.)  Remember I was alive during Nixon. 

 

Apparently I need to do more research about Nixon.  I don’t know too much about him, I haven’t been that interested.

 

Well let’s put it this way, darling.  It would behoove all of you to become VERY interested in former President Nixon.  He’s playing all the tricks from the same hat.  (President Trump’s leadership will mirror Nixon’s in many ways.)

 

(John stands up on a podium, as though speaking over the heads of a large crowd, points his finger directly up in the air and projects his words:) An educated mind is not easily led!

 

Oh!  And art can be used to educate others, obviously.

 

It’s just communication, another form of speaking to your fellow human.  Art is a way of whispering to people who don’t wish to listen.  Who would rather deny.  If you can’t get them through the ears, get them through the eyes, or the heart!  Most people have a heart.  Most people! 

 

Is art – (before I even finish typing the question he breaks in with a very forceful statement-)

 

YES art is the ESSENTIAL form of resistance.  It’s the IDEAL form of resistance!  What are concerts without songs?  What are marches without signs?  What is a movement without art?  Just a bunch of people, milling about like cattle!  (He laughs kindly.)  The best / most exciting thing about art is that *everyone* can participate.  Must participate.  SHOULD participate!  With love, remember.  With Hope.

 

And Happy New Year, darling Kate.  (He’s giving me a flirty little eye twinkle.)

 

Thank you for popping in John.  Happy New Year to you.  And Happy New Year to all my beautiful blog friends!

 

 

 

 

 

New Episode PLUS! Other new stuff!

I’ve been a bit tardy in cross-posting this past week’s new podcast episode, Spiritual Food for the Soul.  It *did* go up on time, thanks to my lovely audio assistant, Jenn Edds, but I just didn’t tell YOU, lovely blog readers!

That’s because I’ve been distracted by some amazingly cool stuff that’s been happening behind the scenes, and last week I was completely thrilled to have Jessica Kupferman rave on her podcast, about her session with me.  I clipped that audio and posted it in my testimonials section.  Have a listen and please celebrate with me!!!

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If you’re enjoying the podcast, you may want to subscribe to it through itunes!  That way, you’ll never miss an episode, and it’ll automatically download on to your ipod / iphone / apple device.

I think what I’ll do for you folks that prefer to listen to it on the website joyfultelepathy.com, is I’ll create an email list that automatically sends you an email when a new episode is posted.  I’ll get that organized in the coming months.

Now, the update:

Folks, I’ve been busy actually implementing some of the things which Jess and Elsie of She Podcasts have suggested I do, to help grow the blog and the podcast.  You see, I haven’t paid much attention to how I’m “supposed” to do this blogging thing, because we’ve done really well so far, haven’t we?  It’s been FIVE YEARS since I started this blog, and look at all the amazing people I’ve connected with!  There are more of you than are commenting publicly who have intense spiritual experiences with your personal guides and / or celebrity ghosts, and as rational people, you felt you were letting your imagination run away a bit.  And then you found this blog, and learned *maybe* you’re not crazy.  Maybe you’re just psychic, or intuitive, or have *something real* going on, and not just imagination.  So this wonderful blog has brought us all together.

And how do I begin to sum up the Channeling Erik connection?  I can’t sum it up.  Elisa and all you wonderful people who’ve come over from the Channeling Erik blog are a delight and an honour to know.  Thank you.  If the Vancouver Channeling Erik event happens at the end of September, I will probably be there.

So yeah, I think we’re doing pretty well, here in blogland.  But I want to do better.  Do you know why?  Because every once in a while I get emails from people wondering how in the hell they haven’t heard of me before now, wishing they’d found my blog or podcast sooner.  I know why my blog isn’t as visible as it could be – because I don’t post every day.  I *can’t* post every day, I just don’t have the time or the sheer energy to post with the frequency and consistency necessary to make a blog highly visible, like Elisa Medhus has done.

But do you know what I am working on?  The podcast.  That’s my little creativity and business project this year, and I think I’m doing really well.  On Monday the 4th I have recorded yet ANOTHER ghost stories podcast episode, with another hospital friend of mine, and she has some really amazing experiences to share.  I’m really looking forward to posting that one soon.

I’m also learning how to actually *use* twitter a bit better.  I have nearly 5,000 followers – holy crow!  Some of you readers FOUND ME on twitter!  How cool is that?  I need to make the twitter thing work a bit better for me, so that I can reach more people, so while I’m working on that stuff, I’m *not* blogging.  While I’m working on the podcast, I’m *not* blogging!  So it might look a little quiet around here, even though it’s busier than ever!

If you ARE wondering what I’m up to, you can scroll down on this page and look at the left hand column (if you’re on your iphone you will have to scroll to the end of the page).  You’ll see a live stream of my tweets and facebook updates.  When I’m feeling like I need a bit of recreation, I tend to hop on to facebook, twitter and instagram, so when the blog is quiet, as happens every once in a while, you can always scroll down or hop over to your favourite social media platform and see what’s going on there.  You can always send me a joke involving puns, I can never get enough of those!

So without further ado, here is last week’s podcast episode:

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Did you know that everything has a resonance?  Everything.  From the boxed chicken fingers I was living off of last year, to the fresh lettuce grown in my back yard!

So how does all this affect our bodies, and how can you experiment with the energy resonance of food to help tune your own psychic radio?  That’s what this episode is all about!

There is even a Bonus track! Elsie Escobar & Jessica Kupferman get effusive about MY PODCAST!  Clip is at the end of this episode!  Hear the original She Podcasts Episode 88  (You can also hear Elsie’s clip on the Testimonials page of my website, look to the right column under Podcast Praise.)

 

Ep. 35 Soul Orientation!

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Two new iTunes reviews (I think! Did I read Elizabeth’s last time?  I don’t think so…) Thanks guys!!!

We do a quick update on my animals, Happy the Dog and Sunshine the Cat: how are they now?

Soul Orientation: if a human spends a lifetime as a tiger, which oversoul is in charge?  The human oversoul or the tiger oversoul?  Thank you to Bruce for this question!
 
This, and more reincarnation musings!  PLUS! 
 
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