Charlie's Chewsletter - New Group Being Started

Dear Hoomans

It haz been sum time since I've written to you in my own words and worn out my pawses tryping to you on mum's laptop.  However, I iz a bit feds up so I've decided to start a new group it's called CAFFE.

Charlie Against Feline Female Emancipation

Now I don't knows what emancipation is (I got mum to smell it for me) but I do knows that it isn't a good idea - as can be clearly seen from this very telling photograph where I is a victim of emancipation AGAIN.

For those of you unfamiliar with my lifestyle let me just tell you that I live with 4 sisters and my mum.  I also haz a dad but he duz lots of workings and is b*******g off to NZ in September without me and leaving me at their mercies.  PLUS auntie Jayne might have moved in by then too and although she's very nice and calls me beautiful a lot she iz still a female and therefore emancipated and definitely untrustworthy.

I knows that all the mens reading this will completely understand the pawsition in which I finds myself (usually under a woman what haz her claws out and a nasty glint in her eye).  And I will admit to being somewhat of a softie who's growl is rarely backed up by more than a quick snap of the jawz if mum izn't looking.

This is becoz mum a) adopted 4 women and then b) banned all violence from the household!  Now why on earth would she get 3 women before me and 1 after me and then ban violence when it was most needed?

She duz say that I did torment Jo-Jo for the first year of my life and turn her from a sweetie into a warrior queen where I'm concerned (pleeze note that she is a warrior queen and I am "Charlie stop growling NOW") Surely she knowz that any man cowering under a table with his paws over his head is only growling for show and would high-tail it out of there like a rocket on speed if he's given half a chance and the others aren't lurking casually round corners waiting to biff him?

I wishes I could borrow my dad's motorbike (Doris) then I'd show them how quick I could get my butt out of the firing line.  Hell hath no fury like a woman who's bum's been bit - wished I'd knowed that before I bit my first bum.

I'm sure that all you mens sympathise with my plight as you go through the same types of things likes forgetting Valentine's day, wedding anniversaries, her birthday, her (in the car park at Tescos).  A word of advice there, if you drive away without her again come back, park somewhere else and claim that you were in that spot last week, THIS week you've been at the other end of the car park the whole time.

Anyways, if any mens want to joins my group I could modify it to Charlie Against Female Emancipation (I had to drop an F becoz mum wouldn't let me puts in the other F word I wanted to use).

This group will be to raise money to take us all somewhere there are no women but lots of cooks and peeple wot can provide food and the basic necessities of life (water, string, mices, butterflies - which I DO NOT chase).  You hooman mens might want something different but if any of the difference is females I shall drum you out of the group instantly and bites your butts for good measure.  I sure hopes my mouth is big enough!

Anyway, I haz to go now becoz mum needs to put the ices cream that she is NOT eating back in the freezer.  I can also confirm to my aunties Nicky and Belle that she does have copious supplies of chocolate on the premises and on the grounds that I hears her scream when she sees her chocolate in the mirror before she gets dressed she does not need any more!  Those screems are really deafening, I thought WWIII had broken out the other day and it was an air raid siren going off, turns out she'd caught sight of herself in the door of the conservatory.

Anyway, if you are going to bring goodies aunties pleeze gets them from any well known pet store - you'd be doing mum a favour providing whatever you buys haz no legz and iz NOT female! In which case you would find that my bite IZ worser than my growl.

I will sign off now.  Pleeze send all donashuns (please note that duz not read NOT dalmations especially NOT female onez) to my dad who is collecting the monies for me and NOT spending it on the trip to NZ whilst he abandonz me to all them wimmins.  I think he might be coming with us eventually though on the grounds he's mucked up a good few remembering situations himself.

Mum said to him the other night that wherever his brain cell what duz remembering woz it wozn't in her head.  I've been looking for it for him even since but mum sez no-one's eyesight is THAT good.  I asked him where he last saw it and he said that no-one's memory is that good either.

So...on the grounds that cowardice is the better part of survival

I remain

In my barrel hidden behind a large bush

CharlieHawk

P.S.  Dad...you reeely reely can't leave me alone with them wimmins...how much will a first class seat for me cost and a) will my groupies mind me spendings my monies on it and b) will you be lonely in economy?
P.P.S.  This Chewsletter was generated by Amie pouncing on me whilst I woz asleep in the sun and bitings my head - auntie Nicky witnessed this via the mobile tepelone and will be glad to be a witness in court for me.
P.P.P.S.  Amie and Jo-Jo had a fight today, they were laying on their sides in the sun batting at each other with one paw!
P.P.P.P.S.  I might be a tell tail but actually it's a magnificent tail and deserves to be told!  So There!
P.P.P.P.P.S.  Dad - if you're going back to Noo Zeeland to find your brain cell don't bother, it will only get you into trouble!

Deb Hawken - Dancing Star: Training the Dancing Star Way

Deb Hawken - Dancing Star: Training the Dancing Star Way: "I've been a Psychic Medium for many years and am now a professional working Psychic Medium. As part of my work I do a lot of teaching at hom..."

Training the Dancing Star Way

I've been a Psychic Medium for many years and am now a professional working Psychic Medium. As part of my work I do a lot of teaching at home and abroad, recently in Sweden and in July I will be teaching in Limerick in Ireland with the SixSense Academy.

I underwent a great deal of training myself to become as professional a worker as possible, and I wholeheartedly believe in training and that good training prepares you not only to do the work to a high standard, but also for the ups and downs common to any career or calling and to help you to cope with the slings and arrows of outraged cynics.

I love inspiring people to free their own abilities and see what kind of Spiritual worker they are, yet when I first began my own training I was surprised that quite a few people coming on the courses didn't want to be Psychic Mediums or other Spiritual workers, in fact they weren't quite sure why they felt drawn to come on the courses in the first place. They went home feeling much better about life, themselves and their place in the universe but it was still a conundrum that required solving.

In fact it caused me one or two furrowed brows I can tell you, and obviously those weren't good for my on-going youthful good looks so I had to get to the bottom of this puzzle.

When I began offering training myself I started by asking the students why they thought they were on the course but to be honest "I don't really know" wasn't a particularly helpful answer. Then I turned to my Guide Amos, who obviously gave me a few pointers but said 'just see how your work develops'. Onset of another furrowed brow moment!

So knowing that he is eternally wise I just went with my work. At first I kept up with the classical style of training but gradually I realised that other things were important not just to me but to the overall personal development that is key to creating a truly good Spiritual worker. Wherever that person chooses to work.

I also realised that people were receiving the training of how to read cards or ribbons, screwed up paper (yes it's possible) or someone's jewellery, photographs or sealed envelopes; they were learning to channel the Spirit World and giving good messages with verifiable evidence; yet there was something missing.

It took me time developing myself as a tutor and a person - which is of course the best way, learn by experience and then teach by example - before I realised the two keys that had been missing.

Firstly, not everyone wants or needs to be a Psychic, Medium or healer but they do have a calling to Spirituality not the Spiritual field, and that calling is about how they live their life and the changes they make in order to be happier and more fulfilled, and generally a more positive person to be around. This is important because most people will learn by example and the Spiritual example is not and should not be exclusive to the Spiritual field.

This brings me onto the second key, which is that whether you want to be a Spiritual worker or not the skills and abilities you develop by doing the training can affect every corner of your life in a positive way. You can use them to improve your communication skills and the way you interact with others by developing your ability to understand others at a deeper level. To be in touch with your own truth and make successful decisions. When communication improves and self-honesty sets in you are far more likely to see a happy life being lived that you want to emulate.

You can use your Mediumistic skills to develop a strong contact with your Guides who can support you in walking your own Spiritual pathway, because sometimes we need more life experience and real-world opportunities in order to develop our own unique knowledge base before we begin working in the Spiritual field.

Those talents may not lead a person into becoming an obvious Spiritual worker, but it doesn't mean that at heart they're not. People aren't always ready to be offered Spiritual thinking, but it doesn't mean that they don't need to be shown a more subtle approach to everyday living.

The other thing I now know is that I didn't become a qualified Life Coach by accident or mistake, I did it because walking your talk is extremely important if you're going to act as a beacon of light and hope for others. After all, who wants to emulate an unsuccessful unhappy person?

My Coaching skills and the element of counselling I studied help me to translate the recognition that students are struggling from the Psychic 'knowing' into real life action. Those very practical skills also help me to teach students so much more than how to deliver a good message, I can show them how to develop happiness and strength in their own life rather than just concentrate on others and end up exhausted themselves.  So many Spiritual workers forget that they exist because they give too much energy to the needs of their clients (and any stranger they bump into at the supermarket, a party, at work, etc.). 

So as you can see, the training I offer goes far deeper than becoming a Spiritual worker, it includes every area of your life.

I hope that through my training I can create trust in yourself, put a smile on your face, help you to become fulfilled and happy in every area of your life, and maybe - just maybe - give birth to a few good Spiritual workers.

All that and no stretch marks or consternation wrinkles!

Wishing you happy days, peaceful nights, and laughter lines

Deb

Deb Hawken - Dancing Star: The Ambulance Service Effect

Deb Hawken - Dancing Star: The Ambulance Service Effect: "I seem to be on a theme this week of getting positives out of negatives, although I did once win a small but very precious prize for that gi..."

The Ambulance Service Effect

I seem to be on a theme this week of getting positives out of negatives, although I did once win a small but very precious prize for that given to me by a wonderful Medium called Sharon Harvey.

However...

As you know everything I 'preach' I have practised.  I have also been singularly daft because I've learned all my lessons the hard way when the easy way would have been so much more pleasant - and the hard way probably wore out one Guide!  I'm only kidding of course, but strangely I got a much more determined chap in his place LOL.

When I was 16 I was sent to work against my will in a job chosen for me by my parents, and landed up working in London taking inland telegrams.  I was far too young for shift work that left me sitting alone on the platform at Blackfriars Station in London on cold dark nights waiting for the train home.  Fortunately the platform staff were incredibly kind and one usually sat with me or kept an eye on me, and then made sure that I got into a populated carriage.

Because I couldn't cope with the evening and weekend work and no social life whatsoever I landed up leaving, and my father decided to get me an interview in the local ambulance headquarters.  I duly went for the interview with the instruction not to embarrass him by failing to get the job.  I got it.

I know that this sounds utterly feeble, twice being told what job to go and get by your parents, but actually I was feeble in those days.  I was also 16.  It was also the early 1970s and in our echelon of society you did not rebel.  I knew that to rebel would result in my being politely asked to find myself a flat.

So I got the job and I will never, ever forget the awful feeling I had the first day I walked into the place.  The nearest I can describe it was that it felt like life ending.  To this day it was the most unkind and bitchy place that I ever worked and that's saying something in nearly 40 years.

The people there had decided that I only got the job because of my father and they were going to show me that I couldn't expect any favours, and I was told this within 1/2 an hour of walking through the door.  My father was a very junior officer by the way, not THE boss!

They certainly didn't deliver any favours but they didn't deliver any kindness either.  The strange thing was that due to my post office training I was actually over qualified for the role.  I told my mother how horrible it all was and she told me that I had to beat this, therefore I had to stay there until I got on with everyone.  So I did.

I also got caught in the 1970s recession which meant that there weren't any jobs to move into, and the work we did was so specialised that when I did go for another job no one interviewing me understood what I did for a living.

I wasn't the only one badly treated, all the younger girls got a version of what I got.  For example walking in on a bloated day to have someone call out "look at the size of your stomach - are you pregnant?"

Then I started on the Spiritual pathway by being taught to change my thinking and the way I reacted to things.  Gradually things began to change and I found that I became the person who did all the collections, knew when someone was ill and got the cards, and generally started to take care of the place.

As I changed spiritually so did things around me.  I became more popular with the staff there and I found it easier to have conversations with them.  I laughed off the rudeness until there was no point in being rude any more.  I cheeked one of the senior officers until he threatened to report me and then told him that perhaps I had no respect for him because of the constant innuendo he subjected me to.  That sorted out that problem once and for all.  Oddly we became great friends.

Eventually I can honestly tell you that those people became some of my greatest friends and I remember almost every one of them with a great deal of affection and respect.  This would never have happened if I had remained the person I was brought up to be, because it was the spirituality in me that made it ok for them to like me and vice versa.

There were two absolutely incandescent moments during those years.  The first was about a man that I will call Poppa Dee (we used the phonetic alphabet and that was his call sign).  To say we hated each other with a passion when I first joined the job would be the understatement of the millennium.  I couldn't do a thing right and he scared me witless (I'm being polite here).

Then something happened to him and he went from angry and unpleasant to vulnerable and frightened in a way that was truly heartbreaking.  He realised then that a lot of the problems I had suffered with when I joined had been about a similar vulnerability and fear and we started talking.  A few months later he said something to me along the lines of "I couldn't stand you when you first joined the job but I have to say you've grown into one of the nicest people I have ever known.  You've really grown up well."  I still hold that comment very dear to my heart and my respect for him went through the roof when he said it.

Sadly he died a few months later for reasons none of us understood and actually of nothing, they literally couldn't put anything on his death certificate.  We always felt that he died of a broken heart.  His illness and subsequent passing brought the office team together in a way you would have had to see to believe, the kindness and gentleness emanating from the entire group was awesome and unforgettable.

I'm not putting this down to my spiritual rebirth, far from it, I think the emotional crash of one so close to us really taught us all something important and I know that through him we learnt to value each other far more highly and he taught us something very special with his passing.

The second wonderful thing was the day I left and the love that was shown to me.  I still have the gift they gave me and I would never part with it - tatty though it's getting it stays as a memory of those people, the changes we all made, the darling cat who liked to sleep in it, and my great good fortune in discovering the spiritual path and the special man who put my feet so firmly on it.

All in all a very good memory of spiritual growth and the ability to become an entirely different person.  Something I hope continues to this day and will never stop.


Wishing you happy days, peaceful nights, and wonderful memories dragged out of the garbage of the past

Deb

The Battle Between Light and Dark

If you read yesterday's blog about the Archangel Metatron you will remember that darkness and light have been mentioned once again.

As I've travelled my Spiritual journey I've met many people who have discussed this issue, and a few who have used the word 'darkness' as a way to try to undermine very ordinary human beings.

No one could live in this world without realising that there is darkness in humanity, but let's be sensible here, there are very few human beings walking this planet who truly have darkness inside them, and who are we to judge who those people might be?

You could say that anger is darkness, or is it just anger?  Are envy and jealousy darkness or emotions generated by fear of not being good enough or fear of success?

You could say that serial killers have darkness in them, or are they damaged in some way and it isn't darkness it is something that went wrong at birth?  If you watch programmes about serial killers you will see that there is something missing in them, and we all know how cold their eyes are when you see the police mugshots taken on arrest.  Are they evil or do they need fixing?

You could ask why people such as Hitler were created, and yet there is a theory that Hitler had a medical condition that affected his state of mind.  So was he darkness or was he insane?

Stalin is another example, he did some truly awful things yet no one who has studied history would ever describe Josef Stalin as sane.

I'm not trying to tell you that the actions of any of the people mentioned above are excusable, they are not.  However, when you compare them to ordinary people walking the street are we really talking about the same thing?

If a person is damaged by their childhood and/or adult life and they don't act honourably is that really darkness?  If a person isn't 100% perfect is that darkness or humanity?  At what level do you judge whether a person is human or has darkness within them?  And who are you to judge?

I honestly believe that it's about time we stopped throwing the word 'darkness' around like a weapon and instead talked about acceptable behaviour.  The darkness that most people say they see in others is formed by the base emotions of jealousy and envy, with a good dash of fear to complete the mix.  It's just people acting out fear and lack of self worth.

On the other hand psychologists do say that which annoys us most about others is where they are most like ourselves.  So before anyone accuses anyone of having darkness within them they should stop and ask why that person is annoying them and why they want to see them as a lesser person.

It's possible that to accuse other people of bad behaviour is to want to take them down a peg or two, perhaps because there is a resentment of who they are, and they've probably worked very hard to become who they are.  

So don't focus on whether others are good people or not.  Don't judge anyone, or at the very least wait until you know them very well before coming to a conclusion.  If you're walking the Spiritual pathway ask yourself if you should even be thinking in those terms, or whether words such as kindness and compassion should guide your path.  After all, if you're Spiritual you should rely on your Guides to protect you in which case you have no need to fear.

It is better by far to concentrate on your own life and your own 'becoming' rather than focus on others.  In doing that it is possible to be so focussed on their lessons that you miss your own.  Doing that will only hurt and hold back one person - you.

Wishing you happy days and peaceful nights (and light within and without)

Deb

How the Archangel Metatron got into Trouble Over Me!

This is my thoughtful photograph because this blog has taken a lot of thought and consideration.

A while ago and at a place never to be named I did a Demonstration of Mediumship with another Medium.  It wasn't a good day for me and something inside me snapped and said "stop", so I handed over to the other very generous person working with me and decided to go into the moment with the intention of standing back up again shortly.

Apparently from that moment on I wasn't in the room for at least 20 minutes.  The other Medium called me, a friend called me, and they apparently concluded that wherever I was it wasn't "here".  When I finally came back - with no awareness that I'd done anything but watch the other Medium the entire time - I channelled the Archangel Metatron.

This came as somewhat of a shock as I don't work with the Angels.  I have an Angelic Healing Guide but when I asked if he was an Angel he said that he was "from the Angelic Realm and here to provide clean energy".  Apart from that I only had the same knowledge anyone else has who has read the Bible and some of the Koran.

I actually had to ask the audience if anyone knew about him, and got a couple of vague answers.  So I passed the message he gave about why living in the now is very important; then thanked the other Medium who helped me out profusely and that was that!

Strangely I'd bought the Angel Bible by Hazel Raven a few days before with the intention of learning something about Angel work as I'm starting to work with Chrissie Astell.  So when I got home I dug the book out and looked up Metatron.  He looked pretty impressive to say the least!

However (there's always a however isn't there), the next day I was loitering near a crystal stall at this un-named and never to be mentioned place when a group of people came up to me.  One lady asked if I was Deb Hawken and said that she'd heard I was "a pretty good Medium".  Before I could take a breath one of the crystal sellers said "you wouldn't think that if you'd seen her yesterday".

I must admit that I burst out laughing and said something along the lines of "that definitely wasn't one of my better days", and oddly didn't feel offended at all.  Then this same person said "And I didn't feel comfortable with you channelling Metatron yesterday because he's one of the dark Angels, he's attracted to darkness in you and brings it out."

Well I was a bit shocked but not wanting to be rude in front of a crowd of people, nor being sure of my ground at that time I asked my Guide Amos for help.  He just said "Metatron could only bring out darkness if darkness was there, and there is no darkness in Debra."

The person behind the stall was then gently encouraged to move away from me and help someone else with a purchase and I walked off a bit baffled, not just because this person I barely knew had tried to damage the reputation of someone they barely knew, but also because my research of Metatron thus far didn't lead to those conclusions.  However, you always have to listen to what people say and engage in extensive research before you can make a comment.

So first I put Metatron into a famous search engine and everything that came up was good.  Then I put "Metatron dark Angel" in and that turned up nothing.  I then turned to my new book and read up as much as I could about Metatron...here's a precis:

Basically he's the most senior of the Seraphims and the only Angel allowed to look directly at the face of God.  He led the children of Israel to safety out of Egypt.  He and Seraphiel were both once human (Enoch and Elijah respectively) and considered by God to be so spiritual that He lifted them from the earth without having to pass through death and turned them into the two ruling Archangels.  His name means "throne sharer" or "lesser God".  He constitutes pure spirit.  He activates the Soul Star Chakra (above your head not at the crown) and then key information is downloaded into your other Chakras in order to initiate the process of light body activation.  I could go on.

As you can see, he's one of the good guys and there is nothing dark attached to his name, quite the opposite.  He embodies the purity to which we all aspire.

I followed my research so far up with a call to Chrissie Astell.  I wanted to speak to Chrissie because part of her degree covers Angelogy and I wanted to talk to someone that I knew had studied the Angel folk-law and history in depth.  Chrissie confirmed and expanded on my research.

So what was going on here?  What did I learn from this experience?

You might think I'm going to go into a rant about being attacked over Metatron and my work, but I'm not.  My Mediumship has to stand up to scrutiny on each separate occasion I work and I don't let my ego get in the way of my work.  I go out each time as a fresh Medium having a fresh experience, review each demonstration, take the lessons from it and move on.



So what did I learn?  I learned that for the first time in my life I didn't feel insulted, I didn't walk away muttering "I wish I'd said that...done that...told them that...defended myself more...smacked them!"  I walked away quite happy with who I was and totally trusting myself and the other side.

It has always been my belief that the darkness on the other side that human beings perceive doesn't exist, it comes under the heading of "nothing can be that good so I have to look for darkness because I can't trust the light."  I felt that the experience bore that out, because all Metatron did was come through and deliver a very simple but beautiful message to the people in the room - and to me.

I also know that if I see my accuser again it will be fine, I won't need to leap around screaming "How DARE you do that to me!!!!" and other such things because I stepped out of another person's issues and didn't let them affect me.

Most importantly I had a little experience of something I need to know - that the more well known I get the more people I will find who don't automatically adore me.  I can handle that because I don't automatically adore me either.  However, the other side are very good at giving me small tests in safe environments so that I learn to cope with different things, and that was one of them.

I thank Amos for his support, Metatron for his message, the lovely Medium who supported me through that tricky day, and the other side for a taster experience to help me learn to deal with such things.

I also ask you, the reader, to look below the obvious at all times and see the real message, because since that day some amazing things have happened to me that I might have missed if I'd wasted time fuming!


Wishing you happy days and peaceful nights

Deb