Hello dear Seekers, apologies for the long period of silence. After posting my previous blog post my laptop broke down again and was returned to me only a few days ago. Therefore, I’ve had no time to prepare the promised blog post on the Earth changes.
The forced stop has given me the chance to catch up with the things I had neglected to do and to enjoy time with the people I love. Working full time and needing the weekends free leaves me with little time to research the subjects I want to discuss in my blog posts, and to write the posts.
Thus, I have decided to publish only a monthly blog post. So, my next post will be on the 26 July. See you then!
In this blog post, I meant to discuss the amazing changes our beloved Mother Earth is going through and what it means for humanity. However, I had to take my laptop to the repair shop and I had it back only last night, too late to complete my research and write the blog.
I'm truly sorry about this. I hope I’ll be able to prepare it for next week. In the meantime, check out these websites: Evolutionary Energy Arts and Skywatch Media News to keep up-to-date with the natural phenomena happening all around the globe and in our sky.
On 12 May, I attended The Sleep Over, a sleep experiment at the Quarterhouse in Folkestone, as part of the Festival of the Brain organised by Folkestone Fringe and designed by installation artist Geraldine Pilgrim.
The event was due to start at 11 am, but the organisers were running late. With the other attendees I waited at The Clearing, where the bar is located. There, we listened to bedtime stories, beautifully read by Zena Cooper, sipping a complementary drink, hot chocolate in my case.
Half an hour later, we were ushered into the auditorium, where all the seats had been removed to make room for 15 beds, like the one in the picture above.
Each one of us was given a small canvas painted with a different colour, and then asked to take the bed under a big canvas of the same colour.
After a tour of the premises--changing rooms, bathrooms, and a room where insomniacs could chill out in front of a TV set, nibble on snacks and have a cuppa!--we were introduced to our matron. He would stay awake all night, sitting at a desk in the middle of the auditorium, just to reassure us and answer any questions we might have. I wish I had paid more attention and remember his name. I felt sorry for him, and was grateful at the same time. This made me feel really pampered, a way I haven't felt for a long, long time.
And the pampering continued. I drifted off listening to another bedtime story, woke up to the Shipping Forecast, and finally surrendered to my surprisingly comfy bed. I woke up a few times during the night, but fell back to sleep immediately. I had expected to have difficulty in falling asleep, as usually I need a few nights to adjust to a new bed. However, I was in heaven. I hadn’t slept so well in ages.
In the morning, the joyful chirping of birds woke us up, followed by The Morning by Grieg. This piece of music always makes me smile. It brings me back to when, at 6, I danced to it in my first and only ballet show: somewhere I should still have photos of me in the yellow costume I wore on the occasion.
As soon as I woke up, I duly wrote down the dream I had the night before in the notebook provided, as we had been instructed to do.
At 9 am, breakfast was served at The Clearing and we had the chance to share our thoughts on the event between ourselves and the organisers.
I was one of the few people who slept well thought the night. One thing we all had in common though: we absolutely loved our beds!
To finish an already positive experience, I joined the yoga workshop held in the sleep over installation, lead by teacher Sally Anne Cranage, for a gentle Sun Salutation.
At the end, I stayed behind with another attendee and helped the staff to clear the room. We were so happy we felt like giving a hand to those who had made this wonderful experience possible. I certainly look forward to the next Sleep Over at the Quaterhouse.
And for you, dear Seeker, what's the best sleep over you ever had?
A week ago I attended a spiritual meeting, in which we were asked to meditate on a paragraph from a book “Ageless Body, Timeless Mind” by Deepak Chopra, and then express our thoughts on it.
I don’t recall the words of the passage. I recall only that the discussion touched on free will and destiny, among other things.
When I was much younger, I couldn’t even fathom the idea that we couldn't choose our own path. Fair enough, the historical and cultural environment already precludes many choices, especially if you are a woman and live in countries like Saudi Arabia. Nevertheless, our future is not set in stone and we can always change it with the choices we make every day, however small they are, and with our determination. The non-violent movement led by Mahatma Gandhi and the Jamaican bobsled team spring to mind. So, we do have free will, right?
Theology, philosophy, literature and science have been dwelling on this topic for thousand of year, yet no definite answer has been found. In its absence, in my late teens, I reached the following conclusions:
At 18, I decided that if God existed and that was why I had two working cells in my brain, then God would want me to use my brain, like Jesus allegedly tells in the Parable of the Talents. Therefore, I took my chances and walked out of the Catholic Church, much to my parents’ consternation and disapproval.
I felt lost in the beginning, as if I had lost my mum. I had to re-choose my values, decide who I wanted to be, what legacy to leave behind me and nobody was there to help me. It took me years to find my path, and every time I thought I had it all figured out, something would happen and I would have to change my plans completely.
Whether I considered the change positive or negative, it required me to re-evaluate my priorities. Like when I developed a medical condition that caused my muscles to ache when I did computer work, and I had an office job.
Or when my daughter was born just over a year after I had joined her dad in France. We had been working so hard that we had had no time to create a support network. After a while, we realised that if something serious happened to either of us, the other would not be able to cope with a small child and no friends and family around. Thus, we decided to relocate to Italy, instead of staying there for the rest of our lives. I'm sure that you have examples of your own, of things that didn’t go the way your expected them to.
For decades, I firmly believed that my choices were an expression of my free will. However, the way my life has unfolded has convinced me otherwise. Everything happened for a reason, a reason unknown to me until much later.
For example, my embracing atheism and my medical condition being incurable with allopathic medicine pushed me to question even more what I had been taught that was normal, acceptable, and real, like Neo in the “The Matrix.” Atheism and physical suffering have been instrumental in expanding my way of thinking and becoming a spiritual person first, and a Light Worker later on.
Almost in my fifties, I have another hypothesis to add to the ones I formulated in my teens, because at the time I didn’t know that I could have a close, personal relationship with God without being religious. And because I hadn’t watched the film “Sliding doors”.
In “Sliding doors” there are two parallel plot lines: one in which the main character, Helen, catches the tube and gets home from work 10 minutes earlier than usual, and one in which the tube doors slide in front of her so she gets home 10 minutes late. To me, the choices that she makes in those parallel lives lead only apparently to different results, because the most important events are the same in both lives.
And from my experience, only when I “let go and let God”, in other words when I release the need to control the outcome of a situation and instead I accept to surrender to God’s Will, my challenges disappear rapidly and in unexpected ways. And once I'm willing to listen to God and my angels, and ask them why certain things have happened in my life, the answer I receive is usually related to deals I had made before incarnating. I’d like to give you specific examples, but they are too personal to be shared in a blog post.
It's for the above reasons that I’ve come to the conclusion that free will is just an illusion, have adopted the motto “Own Your Destiny and Be A Star” and illustrated this concept in the video at the beginning of my piece and in my Home page.
In this video the petals of the lotus flower represent the different realities or universes where we live (Wherever You Are).
In each universe or reality where we exist, we face different situations and have different choices to make (Whatever You Do).
The lotus flower then folds: at the end of time all universes and realities go back to the same point of origin, and once we cease to exist on one level of existence we continue on to the next one, and often afterwards we reincarnate. In truth we are all One, there is no separation between you and me, as we are parts of the same creation.
In the finale the lotus flower explodes and rockets (new versions of us) blast away, each one on a new adventure.
Hence the invitation to "Own Your Destiny and Be a Star".
In other words, the only real choice we have is either to allow ourselves to feel victimised by external circumstances or rise to the challenge and be masters of our destinies, living in a conscious, awaken manner. I have chosen the latter, although it means that I have no excuses or other people to blame for my shortcomings or apparent failures.
What about you my dear Seeker, what conclusions have you come to?
My relationship with Facebook, like for many of us, has been challenging to say the least, especially in the past year. On the plus side, it has kept me in touch with friends and family overseas. It has helped me to feel less lonely. It has given me the chance to join groups and learn a lot from the exchanges that took place there, and promote my writing career.
In time, I’ve become more and more resistant to using it for reasons I’ll explain later. I’ve kept it till now because I hoped it would help me to reach more and more potential readers. However, organic growth is non-existent, paying for ads is not worth it as I’m traditionally published, and giving money to an organisation like Facebook makes me gag.
Why? For starters, its co-founder Mark Zuckerberg described us users as “dumb fucks” in an instant messaging conversation in 2003; and in 2009 he lied in a BBC interview when asked whether he would sell our Facebook users’ info:
MZ: "This is their information. They own it."
BBC: "And you won’t sell it?"
MZ: "No! Of course not."
Truth be told, I used its ads 2 years ago for a few months to build a mailing list. At the time, though, I didn’t know what I know now.
When I heard that even Elon Musk deleted his Tesla’s FB account, I thought that I had no more excuses to postpone the deletion of my own account.
So, here are my reasons:
Onavo Protect (which Facebook owns), is a VPN which, instead of protecting data from prying
eyes, you guessed it, spies on its owners.
Another example: FB has a patent, approved a year ago, for “Techniques for emotion detection
and content delivery.” The patent “proposes capturing images of the user through
smartphone or laptop cameras, even when the user is not actively using the camera.By visually
tracking a user’s facial expression, Facebook aims to monitor the user’s emotional reactions to
different types of content.”
Why does it do that? To analyse our facial expressions so it can deliver more engaging/pleasing
content to us. Maybe that’s why Zuckerberg has a tape on the webcam and microphone of his
laptop, as you can see in photos and many videos, like on this video.
Department of Defence-funded program to use the military to quell civil unrest also participated
in the study [the psychological experiment I discussed above].” (Source: RT)
I know what you’re thinking. All big corporations are just as bad and we can’t win. I beg to differ. I have cancelled my Google+ account, don’t use Chrome anymore and rarely use Gmail.
Since I’ve discovered that Microsoft reads all my emails, I’m using the Swiss Protonmail instead for all important correspondence because it encrypts my emails.
I use Firefox and Tor instead of Edge and Chrome. However, I’m becoming more and more concerned about Firefox so I may drop it and use DuckDuckGo.
Moreover, I have a tape on my laptop and smartphone webcam, and plan to put it on the microphones too. I have disconnected my Smart TV from the net and put a tape on its camera for good measure. And smart meters will gain access to my home only over my dead body, like Alecsa and the other spying devices similar to it.
The countdown has started: in 2 weeks I’ll delete my FB account. Just enough time to inform my connections.
I’ll still be on Twitter, although I’m planning to leave it too, and on Gab.ai @AngelaGuidolin
What about you, dear Seeker, when are you going to #deletefacebook?
Five years ago, I was having lunch at my parents’ house in Italy. Their cat, Figaro, was not allowed inside their home. So, he peered through the French windows from the conservatory, that my parents used to store many things, including the bicycle that you can see behind the cat. Figaro looked so cute that I took several pictures of him (you can see him inside the yellow circle) with my mum’s iPad. In the picture, you can see also the reflection of the opposite wall of the room where we were lunching.
While we were looking through the pictures, which I had just taken, my sister-in-law screamed, “What’s that?”
In only one of the photos, Figaro seemed to be in the company of a woman, standing behind the bicycle.
Since then, I’ve been wondering whether what I caught on camera was a ghost. How could that be? The house was new when we bought it, nobody had lived there before us.
Yes, there was the occasional slamming of doors without any apparent reason. Also, when I was a teenager we had a séance in which a few spirits came through. Maybe one of them didn’t leave my parents’ place when invited to do so?
I know that there is life after death. Although I’m not a trained medium, some people who had left this plane of existence contacted me and asked me to deliver their messages to their loved ones, which I did. I was so nervous and embarrassed when approaching the people the messages were meant for. What if what I was going to say would be considered total rubbish? On the other hand, I couldn’t ignore what I had been asked to do. To my astonishment, the recipients of the messages confirmed to me that those messages made sense to them and thanked me.
Catching a ghost on camera was something completely different though.
Three years later, I had another supernatural experience, which I discussed in my blog post My Granny Angela Told Me… : my late maternal grandma came through a medium during a Psychic Night and helped me create my logo by sending me to Brighton for inspiration!
Why am I bring up this matter now? Because this week the famous psychic Craig Hamilton-Parker has given me his verdict, published in the magazine Fate & Fortune.
What’s your experience with the supernatural, dear Seeker?
A year ago, almost to the day, my science fiction novella Across Spacetime was launched. To celebrate this, I’ve interviewed Samir Bond, who, with Beatrice Blanche, is a main character in my book.
A: Hello Samir, how are you?
S: Hi Angela, I’m having a great time in London, away from Antarctica. Too cold for me down there. I can’t say that England is a warm place, but is still much better! People to see, places to visit… That’s my idea of paradise.
A: I see. I thought you enjoyed it very much on Mars as well, maybe even more than in London.
S: Yes, I did, still too cold though. It was an interesting phase of my life. For the first time I was off Earth without my family, doing something that was cutting-edge: making history or reliving history, to be precise. I felt special. When you live in an era in which almost everything has being discovered or invented, it’s very difficult to stand out in a big way.
A: Would you do it again?
S: Yes, I would. I met extraordinary people during the Spacetime Programme, from all over the solar system. How ironic that I had to travel back in time to meet Beatrice in London!
A: Yes, life is unpredictable. In the interview she gave me, Beatrice told me that she had a hard time in the past Earth because she had to remove all her implants, but once the withdrawal syndrome was over, she felt fine and didn’t need them anymore, not even when she went back to the future. So I was wondering, what was life in the past Earth for you?
S: Exciting and challenging. Another chance to show myself what I’m made of. Having to rely on my wits and not technology to solve my problems, that was exhilarating. Since I’ve come back from the past, I have reduced my dependence on it. Maybe that’s why I enjoy cooking so much, apart from starring in Across Spacetime of course.
A: You’ve helped me a lot when I was writing Across Spacetime. Is there something that you’d like me to have written differently?
S: Well, yes, actually. You made me say that I missed smart cities. And that was true. However, I’ve realised, too late, that you and your readers would have misunderstood what I meant. So thank you for the chance to put it right now. What I meant is that I missed the smart cities of my century, not the ones connected to a “smart” network, like the 5G one that governments around the world want to deploy in your point of the spacetime continuum. No, we refused to use them. Our ancestors decided against that technology because it was too risky for human and animal health. And also because it was the basis for implementing the so-called Internet of Things, that would have introduced an unprecedented level of surveillance on citizens without any legal reason for it and without full disclosure of the extent and scope of the surveillance. A true Orwellian society. I’m grateful that our ancestors stopped it before it was too late. I hope you’ll be able to do the same.
A: Thank you for this, Samir. Only recently, I’ve realised how dangerous the 5G network is. You're right, its introduction has nothing to do with increasing the speed and quality of our communications. I hope we’ll be able to stop it in this universe too. Can you tell me what is smart about your cities then?
S: Yes of course. In our cities, there is no pollution because we have free, clean energy, and no Homeless because everybody has a comfortable, nice place to call home. We care for one another; no one is left behind or excluded from our society. Everybody is given equal chances, but that doesn’t mean that we are equal. Meritocracy is essential in a just and happy society. I wish I could show you… Maybe in another book?
A: That’d be great! I have loads of other questions I would love to ask you, however I know that you must meet up with Beatrice shortly, so I won’t keep you any longer. I look forward to interviewing you again soon. And please give my regards to Beatrice.
S: Will do. Thanks for having me. It’s been a great pleasure Angela. Till next time!
After publishing the blog post Stuck or Still a months ago, I went through weeks of emotional roller coaster in which my mind could rationalise what was happening and my heart couldn’t accept it.
I needed somebody’s help but I was hurting too much to reach out. In addition, my mobile phone had died on me (the last thing to break down after many others in my home in the past month), making it difficult to keep in touch with most of my closest friends as they live abroad.
I knew that some kind of energy healing would help me but was too down to apply to myself the Theta Healing and Spiritual Healing techniques in which I’m proficient.
A few weeks later, the Universe answered my prayer for comfort through two Twitter acquaintances. One offered me time and attention and our friendship is blossoming. The other one, Terri, a Reiki Master, sent me a link to a YouTube channel, RestRelaxationReiki. As a level 1 Reiki practitioner who didn’t get the chance to carry on the training nor do self-Reiki in a long time, I was eager to find out whether I could feel the energy sent to me through these videos and if it’d be beneficial to me.
I played lots of them for many days, often back to back, and the more I played them the better I felt. However, there were still many questions I couldn’t find an answer to and couldn’t ignore them. Like why whenever I sought divine guidance to know whether to carry on that relationship or not, the reply was always yes, despite the incredible difficulties to continue it. And why, after yet another setback, I would receive the message that it was a blessing in disguise and I’d understand it in the end. Well, the end had come and I still had no clues as to the meaning of it all.
To be honest, I felt like Life had cheated me. I had done everything I could possibly have done to make that relationship work and when I thought we were out of the woods my dreams were crushed, burned to ashes. Like when I finally moved to Folkestone with my daughter from Italy to live with my now ex-husband and realised that, although there was no more physical distance between us, the emotional one was abyssal.
How could I trust my inner/divine guidance again? How could I manifest a wonderful new relationship if I didn’t know what I had done wrong? One of the videos I had played was Reiki to Remove The Obstacles Keeping You From Goals. What often happens with energy healing is that it changes the recipient’s vibrations so he or she attracts the answers he or she is looking for on the physical world.
In my case, the answers have come to me this week, during a massage session with Ben Barnett from Holistic Therapies (read my blog post New Year’s Solutions to know more). I wanted his help in another area of my life but ended up talking about my breakup. What has emerged is that I’ve been constantly attracting relationships whose main feature is distance, either cultural or physical.
Fair enough, that was a childhood dream of mine, to get to know in depth other cultures and places; and it had come true, like I explain in the About page of this website. It had been exciting and eye opening but also tough in many ways and I didn’t want to go through that again. I wished to experience an intimate relationship with somebody who lived close to my place and from a culture more similar to mine. However, my new love lived in another continent! At first, it seemed he would relocate to live with me but that possibility vanished for good a month ago.
During the session with Ben I was stunned to learn that, regardless working on myself for over 3 decades to establish healthy boundaries, reach a balance in giving and receiving, and release all that I didn’t need for my spiritual growth and wellbeing, I was still disrespecting myself by accepting other people’s priorities before my own; and that it stemmed from unresolved childhood issues. If I want a new lover with whom to enjoy a nurturing, close and lasting relationship, I have to work on these issues first.
I’m sure that If I had given up on my last relationship sooner, I wouldn’t have suffered so much to feel the need to find out what this experience was teaching me. As always, Life has given me what I need and not what I want. Now I’m truly free to move forward with my life.
And you, dear Seeker, do you know what’s holding you back from achieving your goals?
Two Sundays ago I went to the allotment (see my blog post Folkestone Cantiaci Volunteers) with the volunteers from the Folkestone Cantiaci group for the first time in two months. I wrongly assumed that wintertime there was nothing to do there. I mean, weeds don’t grow so there’s no need to pull them out. And there’s nothing to be sown before spring comes.
However, since December my friends have been shaping up the new area by organising the place to accommodate things kindly donated by people in our community: containers to collect the raining water, others for the compost, a new metal table (so we can have our tea when we take a break), and have assembled the frame of the greenhouse.
As two Sundays ago we had washed and dried all the glass panes of the greenhouse, last Sunday we mounted them in the frame. Unfortunately, some had been broken during the transport to the allotment and couldn’t be used. We’ll have to replace them with plastic ones and we’re looking into how to do it in cost-effective way.
As the pond has collected lots of water, a small area had to be dug to allow the water to overflow without flooding the nearby patches. Last Sunday we had the material needed to stabilise its bottom but the water of the pond was frozen for about 2 cm on the surface so that’s something for next Sunday.
Lastly, we planted two fruit trees, one apple and one plum. Yummy!
How many times have you felt stuck in your life? How many times have you felt that you were almost there, only to find yourself in an even worse place than where you started?
It’s like working on a story for 2 years and realising that the ending is lame, like it happened to me a year ago when I was writing the sequel to Across Spacetime. Or your failing health preventing you to make plans for the future. Or job hunting and nothing shows up. Or burning with the desire to start a family with your soulmate and life circumstances keep the two of you apart. Over and over again.
I’ve noticed that this usually happens to me when I am trying too hard to achieve the result in the way I think I should achieve it.
Sometimes not seeing a solution doesn’t mean there isn’t one. Sometimes it only means that other things must fall into place before we can achieve our goal because doing a beeline from A to E is not what we need for our personal and spiritual evolution. And so Life diverts us to C and stops us there. Or it thrusts us back to A. We feel lost, stuck, and determined to tear down the Heavens if we don’t get it our way.
What if we chose to consider these roadblocks as blessings in disguise instead? Like you dear Seeker, I’ve suffered many a setback and used to go mad when that happened. However, whenever I let go of my expectations regarding a result, and allowed myself to go with the flow of life, I ended up with something better than I had anticipated. Yes, it’s not easy. It takes a lot of practice to let go of our deep need for a sense of control. Life makes sure we have plenty of training though.
Sometimes, going with the flow actually means staying still, allowing things to blossom, come to fruition. Staying still allows us to take a look round, ponder different outcomes so when the occasion arises, we’re ready to grab it.
For example, in the case of the sequel, I put it on a side for a few months, jotting down ideas and letting my mind work in the background. It took me an extra few months to come up with an ending that satisfied me, but I got there and did lots of other things in the meantime.
As for my health, it’s been 20 years since my muscle problems began. This has forced me to re-evaluate my priorities and the meaning of success; and choose a path that has eventually brought me to writing.
As for the job hunt, I have used these months to gauge the labour market and find out in which capacity I can be of service to others to the best of my abilities.
As for my love life, I’m at a crossroads. Just another one of many. Will I be able to follow my own advice?