Relationships had never been my strong point. I had them, was in them, did not need them, but still managed to end up in them.
They were unavoidable… relationships were and are everywhere. We have relationships with everyone we meet: big, small, long term or short, we are all in one in one way or another. Continue reading “Relationships, Me and God”→
I was brought up by a Catholic mother and a Church of England father and the main religion of the house was the Roman Catholic faith: we went to church every Sunday and I went to a Catholic Convent Boarding school in the UK, which was run by nuns. I was a boarder there from age six to thirteen and continued as a day girl until I was seventeen.
There are not many people who can say they have positively touched thousands of people’s lives around the world, but Serge Benhayon definitely has a right to make that claim. He has presented an absolute depth of wisdom to people worldwide over the past 20 years that, even when put to every test imaginable, can’t be faulted.
Personally, I can unreservedly say that this man has had a phenomenal impact on my life and I am in constant appreciation of him. Over the years I have read his ‘Purple’ books, listened to his presentations and attended healing workshops and each time I have left with a sense of my life being much more multidimensional than I had previously imagined. Serge is a man who relates to people everywhere, regardless of their background, gender or age. Some people are intrigued by him and just observe from the sidelines; others react in a very hostile, aggressive fashion, but the majority who meet him simply find him inspirational.
How and why does a word become twisted, distorted and end up with a meaning so distant from its origin that the bastardised version implies the opposite of the truth the word was intended to represent and express? This has occurred with a great many words in our language. A great example of this is the word religion, where the activity of divine connection within oneself has been intentionally tampered with to mean an institutionalised, often suppressive set of man-made ideals, beliefs and rites. Continue reading “Hierarchy or hierarchy – what’s in a Word?”→
For a long time God was in my life, but only ever after the words ‘Oh’ and ‘My.’ Beyond that I had no interest whatsoever in having anything to do with him. God was dead to me and me to him, and that was that, or so I thought.
Having been brought up as a church-going Christian, and never really believing in the sandal and robe-wearing figure in the clouds in the first place, by the time I got to my twenties God was definitely not someone I wanted hanging around, judging me for all of my choices. And anyway, God for most people either didn’t exist, or was for people I’d judged as weirdos or oddballs who were religious, or for people of other faiths that I had no relationship with. Definitely not mainstream, definitely not cool, definitely not my thing. Continue reading “Who or What is God?”→