The Intelligence Of Spirit

Every once in a while during my spiritual journey, something big happens that I will never forget.  These experiences are actually quite few and far between however, one of those very moments happened just last week, on 5thNovember, my 38thbirthday.

That night, I had a very vivid dream (to protect the identity of all those involved, I have changed the name below):

I was getting ready to meet someone and had dressed as if I was going for a job interview.  I remember feeling nervous and was in a very large building, like in the City.  I entered the foyer and approached the front desk, where a receptionist was waiting for me. 

“Who am I here to meet?” I asked. “Nathan Davies” she replied and quickly scribbled the name on a post it note and held it up to me, I could clearly see the spelling of the name.  “Nathan Davies” I repeated and turned to see a young man, around twenty or twenty-one who had his brown dog with him.  I remember his eyes and fair wavy hair.


When I awoke, I kept repeating the name in my head “Nathan Davies”.  I have connected with spirit via dreams in the past but never have I been given an accurate name before.  I knew it was significant.

I asked my colleague if she knew anyone by that name and she confirmed she didn’t.  I decided that perhaps it may be some message for me so I googled the name but came up with nothing really out of the ordinary.  I then decided to pop the name into a Facebook search.  Instantly I was drawn to a page called “Remembering Nathan Davies”.

When I clicked on the page and saw the photograph of the young man, exactly as I had in my dream, holding the dog on his lap, my mouth hit the floor.  It was him, Nathan.  I had a look at some of the posts on the page and I could work out that he must have died some years ago, however his mother was still badly grieving, she had only posted something on the page two days previously, detailing the agonising pain she was going through and still not being able to come to terms with her son’s loss.  It was then that I realised what I had to do, Nathan had come to me for a reason, he wanted to get a reading to his mum, I felt compelled to connect with him again and provide her with a reading.

I have to stress, I would never ever normally conduct a reading for someone without their permission.  This is ethically unacceptable.  However, the extraordinary circumstances of this event in the way that Nathan connected to me, was telling me this case was different.

I looked on the mum’s facebook profile and could see she lived in Australia so knew that this would not be an easy task but I prayed that my reading would be received with the kind wishes intended, the last thing I wanted was for her or the family to think I was some fake psychic trying to pray on a grieving family.

I took the plunge and sat down to start my reading and recorded it on an App via my mobile phone.

After I had finished, I just wasn’t sure if there was enough evidence there and wondered what the hell I should do.  But I told myself that I had to trust in this so I plucked up the courage and sent a message to Nathan’s mum via Facebook messenger.

After a day, I didn’t hear anything.  I then figured that this lady may be older and not very computer savvy so I decided to try and find a sibling, which I did,  on the remembrance page, a sister.  I messaged her and prayed she would receive it.

A day or so later, the sister messaged me back.  Initially a little bit cautious (completely understandable) she decided to receive the reading and I sent it across to her.  I must admit, I felt sick at this point.  My main worry was that they would think I was a charlatan but all I wanted to do was get Nathan’s love across to this mum.  It turns out that I need not of worried, because Nathan’s sister kindly gave me some feedback, which I will detail below (bringing out the key pieces of evidence):

  • I described Nathans personality in detail, how he was incredibly funny and the joker of the family (adapting his jokes to suit the family or friend member intended), but was also a gentle giant, would say what he felt in few words and sometimes sat back to observe things and take it all in.

Feedback: The description of his personality was correct


  • Nathan’s dog was significant and I stressed that when he got him, he wanted him to be his dog only and not a “family dog” as such.

Feedback: Nathan went to a bird breeding auction and ended up getting a dog, before he asked the permission of his parents, he was 16 at the time.


  • I could see that someone had moved out of the family home just before Nathan died.

Feedback: Nathan’s sister moved out 2 months before he passed.


  • He clearly gave me the name Barry during the reading.

Feedback: Barry was Nathan’s tutor


  • He told me that he died by something very rare and that all the elements had to be aligned for that one thing to happen, the chances of which were remote

Feedback: Nathan’s sister confirmed that her brother died of something very rare


  • He was showing me a concert, or music venue, or the foyer of such like it held particular significance.

Feedback: This piece of evidence helped Nathan’s sister the most.  The week that he died, they were meant to be going to a concert which would have been on the night he passed.  They had decided earlier on in the week not to go.


  • Part way thought the reading I started to cough and struggled to talk, I then was shown a company that is heavily invested where Nathan would have lived, however whatever this company does it is causing pollution and there are health worries around this including coughing.

Feedback: The smoke causing the illness has affected both Nathans parents.

  • Nathan was showing me a book and he was handing it to his sister, he was making reference to the book like it was special and held significance for her only.

Feedback: Nathan paid for some of his sisters university text books.


  • Nathan was showing me that he loved to walk in nature, especially lakes.

Feedback: The house that Nathan lived in with his family was 10 metres from the lake. 



As you can read, I was so blown away by the feedback but mostly by the intelligence and power of spirits that are living another life from this one.  It is clear to me that Nathan wants to help his mother and family, however, he can’t get the message across.  So he is using any medium that will listen, it just so happens that I connect very well in my dream state to spirit, it also happens that I will always follow up a dream and a sign, which I did without fail and it lead me straight to Nathan’s family.

I don’t know if I will ever have anything happen like this again, but I hope that I do as in my opinion, it’s a fantastic way for a spirit to reach out to a loved one and another way for mediums to validate that life continues after we die.

Until next time,


The Psychic Underworld

I recently read an author describe anything to do with mediumship, paranormal, psychic studies & the occult as an “Underground Movement”, this is probably because when he started to have out of body experiences as he slept, in those days, the 1950’s, it was very much an underground group of people that he needed to speak to in order to research more about what was going on with him.  However, I have to say that sometimes it still feels a little like that now.

When I realised that a lot of the odd things that have happened to me are not generally happening to everyone else, I decided that I needed to find some like-minded individuals that I could spend time with to explore what the hell was going on.

So how do you penetrate this underground movement?  The first thing I thought of was to join a circle, but this is harder than you may think.  However, once you have a connection to mediums, psychics and spiritual healers, developing from there on in is so much easier because someone knows someone who knows someone that runs a course of whatever it is you are looking to study.  But getting in there is what can take the effort and finding the right teacher, is even harder.

The Circle

Home circles started in the 1800’s, mainly for the development of one individual and for others to come and sit and listen to the medium practice and demonstrate the existence of life after death through the work of their spirit guides.  Typically, people would sit in a circle formation, hence the name.

Circles are still around these days, they can be open (where anyone can drop in and out each week) or closed (an agreed group of people that should attend on the same day and time each week).

Home circles are generally seen as the best setting, as its comfortable and the energy can build up quickly to allow people to feel at ease and a place of safety to develop their skills.

On occasion, if I happen to mention that I am part of a circle, I can get looked at strangely whilst the person I’m talking to is probably imagining me joining hands with a group of strangers and summoning up spirits from the dead or planning when we are going to run off to Stonehenge and knock back some Cool Aid.

It couldn’t be further from the truth.  It’s uplifting to be around others that have the same abilities as you and know what it is you are seeing, hearing and feeling.  I have had so many wonderful experiences in the circle, I have been astounded at the evidence I have received from others and been gobsmacked and at times, almost euphoric when I have managed to break through the barrier of mind versus spirit communication and given evidence that has shocked me to the core.

Spiritualist Churches

There are conflicting schools of thought as to where the spiritualist church originated from, so for the sake of argument lets go with Wiki and say the United States in the 1840s.  England also has a rich history of spiritualism dating back hundreds of years and some of the best and well-known mediums to date have come from our shores.

The churches are still around today and open to all that wish to go along to listen to the medium demonstrate evidence of the afterlife up on the platform.

I personally find the Sunday Service (Divine Service) a little too church-like / religious undertones, even though I must stress it is not affiliated with any religion other than the religion of spiritualism.  But whether spiritualism is a religion in itself is open for debate, in my opinion, I think there is a difference between “spirituality” and “spiritualism” per se.

Anyhow, going to a church to see a (good and well respected) medium is an experience in itself and one I would encourage anyone to do if they are interested in this subject.

Schools & Affiliated Bodies

There are a number of psychic schools worldwide and proudly one of the best is only twenty minutes from where I live, The Arthur Findlay College in Stansted, Essex (  This college offers residential courses and workshops of all of the topics you can think of when it comes to mediumship and your psychic development, they have some of the best teachers from all over the world.  The building itself, which was built in 1871 was gifted to the Spiritualists National Union (SNU) by James Arthur Findlay and started as a college in 1945.  It’s worth taking a visit to its beautiful architecture and history alone.


If you are really serious about your spiritualist studies, you can take an exam, called the SNU Qualification which allows you to learn about the religion, philosophy and practice of spiritualism and will certify that you actually know what you are talking about!

Forums & Social Media Groups

Some Facebook groups have been such a good source of information for me, especially those on out of body experiences and near death experiences.  What I started to do was read lots of books around these subjects and then follow the authors on social media and I have made so many good connections from doing this.  When you see those other people, from all over the globe are having the same experience as you, putting it into their own words, but the same theme is presented over and over again, that’s a really good thing and is incredibly powerful when people like myself can be up against some very strong-minded individuals….which brings me onto my next point…..

Opinions, Views & Beliefs

Many of the most enlightening books I have read have been of true stories of medical doctors and scientists that have changed their belief system after having a personal experience with the afterlife.  This kind of stuff really excites me, especially as I have always had my feet firmly in both camps (for example I believe humans descended from monkeys and evolved over thousands of years, however, I also believe that when we die we have a rebirth in another state of consciousness).

I used to get really defensive about my belief system and dare I say it, even angry at the non-believer.   That doesn’t happen anymore.  I would be a bit radical if that was how I behaved with someone who didn’t think the way I did.

I have come to realise that life isn’t about what you believe, it’s about how good your heart is. It’s about what you do, not how you think.

I still tread carefully when I tell people about my abilities, especially whilst still learning, as there is always room for error.

I have an example from just yesterday of when, sometimes, it’s good to speak up about things that I see and hear.

I was massaging a lovely female client when I looked up and felt like someone was watching me (not someone alive!).  I sort of saw shadows and like something was trying to form, the reality was changing.  I decided to tune into whoever this spirit was and this is what I got (clairvoyantly):

It was a man, who told me that he was connected to my client’s husband, an old friend, that was part of the bird watching group.  He died unexpectedly, of a heart attack.  He kept drawing my attention to a large framed photograph of a landscape on the wall like it held particular significance and I should mention it.  He said the reason why he had come to visit is that he wanted to thank both my client and her husband for the trip they were about to take, some sort of memorial in his name and that he would be with them.

After I had finished the treatment, I asked my client if she would be happy to receive and validate something I just got from a spirit as I wanted to pass the message on.  To my relief, she was happy and interested to hear this.  After I had explained everything, she told me this:

One of her husband’s good, long-term friends had died of a heart attack a couple of years ago, on a plane back from Goa, India.  He was coming back from a bird watching trip, they travelled all over to enjoy their hobby.  My client and her husband are going on a memorial trip, to India in a few weeks’ time.  The framed photo on the wall is one that he took, so it has sentimental connections to the dear friend they lost.

If I hadn’t have spoken up, my lovely client would never have got her message and the spirit would have wasted so much of his own energy.

When it works and communication is received, understood and delivered correctly, it truly is an amazing thing (if only it worked that well all the time!).

Until next time,


The Tarot – a love affair rekindled

My relationship with the tarot started in my very early twenties after I went on a trip to Broadstairs with my boyfriend and had a knowing feeling that I would find an interesting spiritual shop on that day and come out with a deck of Ryder Waite Tarot cards (a traditional deck).

After my purchase, I was only equipped with the little guidebook and wondered how long it would take me to memorise the meaning not only of each suite type (cups, swords, wands & pentacles) but also the meaning of seventy-eight cards and don’t even get me started to explain the difference between major and minor arcana…..

However, as the Universe loves to play with me a little, the very next week at my London City job my colleague gave me a leaflet about a holistic school that was situated bang smack in the middle of Bishops Gate, near Liverpool Street.  She was eager to do a six week Feng Shui course, so I decided what the heck, I would do it too, anything to have an interesting lunch period away from Google and Cheese & Onion Walkers.

The place was actually called the Bishopsgate Institute and was this very old & intriguing building surrounding by the sharpness of the new financial companies right in the heart of London’s square mile.  From the moment I stepped into it, smelling the muskiness and just feeling the energies of so many bodies that had walked through, I knew I would like it there.


I really enjoyed that six week Feng Shui course (and learnt how to redirect my chi by buying a few goldfish) but most excitingly, saw on the notice board that they also did a six week “learn to do tarot” course, this was a bit of me!

So I did the course and met some like-minded people, bought the teachers book and decided that the only way I was going to understand this ancient form of deviation was to practice.

And practice I did.  I don’t quite know how it happened, but I went from reading my friends to suddenly being a known (be it a bit of an “underground” known) entity at my place of work for tarot readings.  At that time, I worked for a very large Underwriters and it was so corporate and very far removed from anything in the least bit spiritual.  However, I managed to (somehow, I have no idea how) convince people like the Tax Manager that he would just love a tarot reading, so, in our lunch break, he would get a free reading for thirty minutes and then he would give me thirty minutes back by explaining the best pension plan I should take moving forwards (not actually sure if that was a fair swap).

I also had suppliers coming in to meet with me to discuss the contract and pricing on the equipment we bought, however, once my manager left the meeting, the supplier would quickly and excitedly ask “have you got them?” and much to their delight I would pull out my tarot deck and give them a quick 3 card pull.

Fast forward seventeen years and I have bought a few more decks since, ones that resonate with me, but the readings had died down.  I’m not sure why, perhaps focus was on other things, but I thought perhaps that I just didn’t get “it”.  I also heard a medium once warn people about fake readers who just learn the card meanings and make out they were genuine psychics, this made me concerned that perhaps that was me?  I mean, I know I’m psychic, but was I just reading the meanings and not tuning in?  So this put me off a bit.  Until this year.

We decided to run a competition to give one of our clients a free tarot reading, I decided that it would be good practice for me.  The lady came into the treatment room, looking excited that she had won and also with a sense of anticipation.  I felt every ounce of that anticipation and then felt the pressure that followed.  Shuffling the cards, I prayed that I would give her a good reading.

So I spread out the cards in my familiar order and then started to tell her the meanings of the cards.  I could see from the basic meanings that she had recently experienced heartache that was so deep, real gut-wrenching stuff.  She nodded her head.  “Can you tell me why I’ve been crying?” she asked.  Bloody hell.  OK, here goes.  I picked up the first card I was drawn too and looked at the imagery.  I could see clouds, but then, slowly but surely, I saw a man’s face in the clouds appear.  “It’s about a man, you have split up with a man”?  I asked.  She nodded her head yes.  I looked at the card again and suddenly saw a man and woman, both holding on to a dog lead, pulling the dog in either direction.  “You are fighting over the dog?” I asked, “Yes!  He won’t let me have him!” she said, now starting to cry.  When I looked back at the card, I couldn’t see the dog anymore, all I could see was the cloud image.

As I handed her the box of tissues, a moment of clarity dawned on me.  All those years, all those years and I didn’t know that all I had to do is look at the card and see an image that tells me a story, which is actually me just tuning into my intuition.  I gave her such an accurate reading that even I was speechless at the end.

So now, my relationship with the tarot has been rekindled, because since that reading with my competition winner, I haven’t stopped and its been getting stronger and stronger.  I recently had the chance to have a long conversation with a very experienced and well respected medium and professional tarot reader who gave me some wonderful advice “trust the cards, not your judgement” and that I feel will probably be the best advice I have ever had when it comes to reading the tarot.

The difference between a good reader and a great reader is that the great reader can pick up a card, know the basic meaning, be drawn to the images on the card and then use their psychic intuition to tell the story of the sitter’s life.  It may just be a squiggly line to a passer-by, but actually, that squiggly line means a whole host of things that the reader tells the sitter and that the sitter absolutely understands.

I hope one day to be a great reader because when I read tarot for someone I feel like its what I was always meant to do, it’s a very exciting journey and I feel blessed every day to have these abilities, life really is magic!

Until next time,


My Dream Predictions


I have had many dream predictions over the years, in fact, it was the dreams that made me understand that I have psychic & mediumship abilities later on in life.

Most of them have been quite uneventful, like dreaming of a person I haven’t seen in ages and seeing them the next day, or some are helpful like dreaming that the window cleaner will be visiting (he doesn’t have a set schedule he just turns up) so that I can go and get some cash out to pay him – and he does turn up on that exact day.

I’ve had personal warnings as well, for example I used to work for a big organisation in London City and there were a group of quite nasty women who enjoyed bullying people who also worked there.  Myself and my colleague were a target for these women and due to the nature of our jobs, we had to interact with them a lot and they made our lives terrible at work.

One night I dreamt that these women would literally corner me on a subject and try to catch me on the hop so to speak as my colleague was away from the office and I would be on my own.  My dream was telling me that I must be prepared.

So I got in that morning and got all the paperwork together on what I thought they would come to see me about and low and behold, the “leader” of the gang approached my desk and summoned me to a meeting.  In hindsight I should never of gone but I did and I was prepared and they tried to intimidate me however because I knew it was coming I was ready and it made it pointless on their part.

This is small stuff really, as I’ve also had dream predictions on bigger stuff, namely terrorist attacks.  I dreamt of 9/11 (my first dream prediction) and I’ve had loads since, the most vivid being the Paris attacks a few year back.

However, the most shocking for me was a dream I had in June 2017.  I had the dream on a  Friday night.  In the dream, I was running from a terrorist who followed me up onto a bridge, where I could see people jumping off into the water.

Here is the problem: sometimes I dream things and they come true.  Other times I have fear based symbolic dreams and they come out because I have an inner fear of being caught up in a terror attack.  So, I don’t know if something is real or not until it happens.

When I woke up on the Saturday morning, I had a feeling of dread that I just could not shake.  I had never experienced anything like it before.  I have had anxiety in the past however this was different.  It was deeper.  I KNEW something bad was going to happen that day. I thought about my dream but I got confused and wasn’t sure that because I felt it so strongly that in fact was it my husband and daughter who were at risk?  I was due to go into work in my therapy room as I had a list full of clients that day.  My husband and little girl were going to spend the day together.  I can’t remember where they were going but I remember pleading with him not to go and I even said I was going to cancel my days work planned.

My husband told me to stop being so silly and just go to work.  So I did and I was on edge the whole day.  I kept looking at my phone.  I kept thinking about it and then it came to me, that dream last night, I just knew, there would be a terrorist attack, I just knew it!

I had just finished a massage on a regular client and before he left he asked me if I was ok.  I said to him “I know this is weird, but I have an awful feeling that there will be a terrorist attack today”.  He looked at me like I was bonkers and paid and left!

But that evening, there was an attack in London Borough Market and on the London Bridge.  The feeling of dread only lifted when I turned on the news to see what had happened.  My husband did acknowledge that I had been restless and worried all day and I came to the conclusion that the reason I had it so strong is because where the attack happened and the pubs that they stormed into are the places and exact pub he drinks in regularly in London.

I sent a message to my client’s wife as I felt compelled too, the fact I had told someone my prediction surely made it more viable?  “Yes he motioned it to me, but he said, must just be a coincidence……………………….”.  Story of my life, eh?

Until next time,


My Spirit Guide Blue

Several years ago I visited a very well-known psychic medium in Harlow.  She gave me a  good reading when she connected to both my grandparents in spirit.  Then she moved on to say things about me and said “oh, I have your spirit guide here and he is saying you already met him”.

I sat feeling puzzled, what was she talking about?   “Have I?” I asked.  She shook her head “yes, he said he visited you a couple of times in a dream, it’s the easiest way for you to connect with him”.

Suddenly my blood ran a bit cold, when I realised I knew exactly who she was talking about.  I had had two very distinctive dreams, where I had met a man.  The weird thing is, in the dream, I was out somewhere and had to nip to the ladies toilet.  I came out of the cubical and was washing my hands, only to realise that there was a man standing in the toilets watching me.  I know, this sounds creepy and like a nightmare but it was far from it.  I didn’t feel scared at all.  I felt like I knew this familiar presence.  Let me describe him:

He was Asian looking (Tibetan) with a long blue monks outfit on.  He had hardly any hair and had the most piecing blue eyes I have ever seen.  He said hello to me and then he left.

A few weeks later he popped up again when I was in the toilet in my dream (the significance of the toilet may become clear below!) and he was wearing the same clothes and again I noticed those beautiful blue eyes.

After talking to the medium and understanding that he is in fact my spirit guide, I decided to call him Blue.

Here is something else that is interesting about this story: when I was nine months old, I nearly died.  I had Kidney Reflux Disease, which meant that instead of urinating out all the toxins that my kidneys had removed during the day, they were being flushed back up into my urinary system and poisoning me from the inside.  My parents knew that there was something very wrong with me but the doctors just kept saying I had a virus.

After another bout of being very sick, my mum recalls one of the worst nights of her life, when she was trying to feed me in my high chair but then I just fell face down into my food, lifeless.

My parents rushed me to hospital and was told by A&E to go straight upstairs to paediatrics.  They jumped in the lift and there was a young doctor in there, he asked them what floor they wanted.  He also took a good look at me and said “what has been happening to your daughter?” so they told him then he said without a word of hesitation “she has Kidney Reflux and she must be seen immediately”.

After that conversation the doctors knew what to do and after some time in hospital and antibiotics for seven years (years!) – I was fine.  However, my parents were told that had the diagnosis not have been made that night the likelihood of me losing a kidney was a certainty but even worse, I probably would have died.

So what has this got to do with Blue?  Well, my mum says that the one thing she remembered about that doctor, was his piecing blue eyes, she said she had never seen eyes like them and that she knows that he saved my life.  Perhaps this was why Blue always visits me in the toilet??

I work with Blue a lot now during my Reiki practice and also I communicate with him very much during meditation. I ask him questions and he gives me the answers (only if it helps me with my development).  He has a funny sense of humour and I even believe it makes him laugh at the fact that I am so impatient with my mediumship development.  For example I once just demanded to know when I would “get better” at being a medium and I waited for the answer then I heard “Constant Craving” playing by KD Lang in my mind!  In other words “stop going on and take a chill pill love…….it will happen in time”.

I know Blue will be with me for this life until we meet in the next.   All I have to do here is ask for him and then I get a feeling of someone touching my head, always on the left side.  It’s very comforting to know that I, like every other human being, has a guide right beside them.

Until next time,


The Ego

The ego.  It’s a human thing that has a mortality rate, i.e. when you die, it dies with you (here’s hoping!).  Over recent years I’ve been learning a lot about the ego and I’ve been able to spot it a lot better, in others and in myself too.  It’s human nature and would take a Buddhist Monk years to master the art of removing it completely.  It’s the whole point of being human, as once we start to reflect inward we recognise when its talking and realising that it does not serve us or anyone else for that matter.

And you have to be so careful when you are judging someone else’s ego because are you not being egotistical yourself by doing exactly that?

How do we know if we are acting in ego?  How do we know when we are putting “self” before others?  Sometimes you need to put yourself first, that can be incredibly important.  But at what point do you start to recognise that you are actually acting out of your own ego to serve you and you only? Because that’s the problem right there.  Some people are so unaware of their own actions and treatment of others because they are so wrapped up in their own little bubble world that they either refuse to acknowledge their behaviour towards others or they don’t even know they are doing it.  The saddest thing about this is that most of the people with the worst egos I have ever seen are those that I’ve met on my spiritual travels.

I can say this from the heart: I have only ever wanted to help others with their healing journey.  I have been told throughout my life that I am too nice, over sensitive, emotional…..all of it, and I’ve had to deal with people, with bullies, with jealousy, with friends that have stopped talking to me because something good happened, apparently allowing people to “mug me off” because I’ve trusted them.  But I don’t care about that because at the end of day I will not change who or what I am because of someone else’s emotional baggage that they refuse to deal with (I am not immune from this either – this isn’t a “I am perfect” post).  But what I want to say is this about ego and especially people who are working and preaching in a spiritual capacity:

If you talk your talk but don’t walk your walk then this will become apparent, it might not happen overnight, but it will become apparent.  True authenticity shines through your soul like a laser beam.  Your vulnerable followers will not see this at first.  As they cling to your ego to help them on their journey as they feel this is what they need.  However, the more awakened individuals will see your ego in all its materialistic glory.

So what is ego?

It only wants to serve itself and it doesn’t care about anyone or anything else.  It’s also in competition with others, it doesn’t want to include, it doesn’t want to see another light shine.  It has to be the brightest light without having the higher knowledge that if you let all lights shine together, the energy and power is so much greater.  It looks outward constantly and because it says words without meaning, it even believes its own lies.  “It’s ok, I’m spiritual, so that makes me a good person”.  It believes its own lies.

Ego is addictive & magnetic.  One ego sees another ego and so on, then that ego energy can grow and grow.  It’s like gang culture at school, the girls or boys that stick together to torment and bully other human souls, so they can feed their addiction.

But we must always end on a positive and here it is: when you recognise that someone is very ego driven, you must try not feel anger or resentment toward them (that’s not a good energy to hold on too!).  I honestly believe that most of us are so unaware during this life, that we don’t’ even know when its happening.  We must all take the time to reflect inward, to ask ourselves if we should have acted that way, said that, done that or even felt that way.  That’s all we can do.  Feel sorry for those that don’t have that little internal dialogue.  Because they are the ones that will take longer to learn their lesson and life in its karmic beauty will always deliver a helping of reflection and that reflection will either be within themselves or through someone else.   Whether it happens in this life or the next, when we leave this physical body, we are only left with soul and we see it all, wort’s and all.

Until next time,


Spiritual Medium turned Erotic Novel Writer

A Chat With The Author Of Obsession Di Marco

I read a lot (a hell of a lot) and my main genre is pretty much always spiritual and afterlife books about mediums & individuals who have had incredible spiritual journeys.

Erotic novels that feature gangster type billionaires are not normally my thing (I tried reading a very popular erotic book series and I stopped at book one, half way through as I found the characters weak and the sex scenes so cringe worthy that I embarrassed myself reading them.  To be frank, I felt like it had been written by a teenager)……however, I have since had the chance to read a new title by GJ Moon called Di Marco Obsession (which will be a complete book series featuring different leading men and women) and I have to say I thoroughly enjoyed the book from start to finish.  The characters had depth and strong personality, you could relate to them.  The plot kept me interested and the sex scenes, well they were intense and very well written – believable!  I thought it was fantastic!

What’s even more exciting is that the wonderful author has allowed me to interview her and the intriguing part is that I know this persons work as she has an impressive spiritual career however, this interview is about her new book series, so here it is (there is also a link at the bottom if you wish to order, it’s also on Kindle Unlimited – yay!):

 In a nutshell, tell me about the book series, Obsession D Marco?

Obsession is the first in the five book Di Marco series. The books are bad boy billionaire romance with a mafia background and suspense so they are open to a wide variety of audience. But if I was to put it in a nutshell, Dark romance would be the appropriate label.

What inspired you to write this book series?

I have always had Antonio Di Marco (the main hero in book one,) in the back of my mind somewhere. He was my fantasy guy even from a young age before I had ever read an alpha male romance book. However, I never dreamed I would write a book about him.

I have a successful spiritual career and was quite happy with my life focus when one day I was taken to emergencies with a suspected stroke. I was scared because I felt I was too young for a stroke and I remember a sense of doom as the doctors gave me a brain scan.

Once inside a coffin type machine with a cage around my head I was given strict instructions not to move, if I did I would have to start the hour long proceed again.

With a million and one things to focus on whilst lying still, somehow a story came to mind. A story that involved my fantasy guy. Before the scan had finished I had the entire five book series mapped out in my mind.

My scan turned out to be fine and until this day we have never found the reason as to what happened to me that day of the hospital. But I know my life had changed. The Di Marco series was now the only thing I could concentrate on.

The hardest thing was how to tell my family that I was going to write a romance book, and one that involved sex and language like I’d hardly used before.

I started with my mother, who was an instant support and then told the rest of my family in jagged terms. I cut my spiritual work down from five days a week to just two and I spent every second of the day typing. Of course, this was a huge hit on my finances, but it felt out of my control. I had to do this. I was also aware that it was so different from my spiritual work that it was the balance I so very much needed.

When you write, do you have a solid story line in mind or do you let it grow organically as you go along?

I had the story line whilst in the scanner machine, but the interaction between characters and additional storylines came whilst typing, I let the characters flow and do their own thing. Additional storylines also sprint up like the burger with Jack and the day of the Spa and the shower room. These things just happened.

Before I type, I normally play it out in my mind. Then once I know what is happening I type, but sometimes things jump on the page and once it is down I leave it until my next draft. If it fits and I am happy with it then I let it stay, if it feels off then I delete. I have no problem deleting things that don’t feel right or somehow moves the story in a way I am not happy with.

Who is your favourite character and why?

Antonio Di Marco will always be my number one guy. Under his cold exterior he is loving, kind and romantic and I enjoyed finding that in him. I love how protective and jealous he is of Jayne and the relationship he has with his family.

But I also have to say Ace, the hitman who first appears in book one, is fast becoming one of my favorite characters. He is so weird and even though I am the author I am always surprised at things he does. When Antonio and Mike went to see him at his club and he was sat with a teapot, cup and saucer, I was like what the heck is this guy doing now? I sometimes have no idea he is going to be in scene until her appears and often steels the show.

If your book series was ever turned into a film, who would play the lead character roles and why?

Oh my goodness, I have no idea on this answer as I cant imagine my characters any other way then the way they are in my mind.

Did you self-publish this book & if so, what was the reasons behind this?

I have never considered traditional publishing. Born in January I am a typical independent Aquarian. The idea of controlling my own books wasn’t daunting for me, it was exciting. Thankfully we live in an era where it is easy to self-publish and what you don’t know, with a click of a button you can learn.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Invest time to learn. I spend many hours in the night watching YouTube interviews and tutorial videos about everything connected to writing romance and writing in general. I would calculate around three hours a night and I try all the tips and advice. I have found some incredible advice on YouTube, google and blogs. I think you have to play around with the advice and see what works for you. I learnt early on I wasn’t too good with outlining and I still am not comfortable with it. That’s fine, I have the general story in my head and I type away letting it flow, other authors need to outline that flow first. Find what feels right for you.

How long would you say it takes to write one complete novel? How much time did you have to dedicate to it?

I worked five days a week full time on Obsession and from start to publication it has taken a year. Of course, now I have created some footprints on my path, my typing is very fast, and there are a lot of things I no longer have to spend time learning.

There are many self-publishers around these days, especially with the help of social media. What do you think makes a story teller really stand out amongst the competition?

Books. I know it sounds very repeated but it is true, unless you are a known author you would be very lucky to write your first book and stand out at first. Adding more books to your author profile will bring you more readers. Also, time, (yes that word again,) but marketing is a huge part of selling books unless you are one of the chosen few that gets an instant following, and marketing takes a lot of time. An entire day can turn into days and nights of social media, emails, networking and all types of marketing. And then repeat, as marketing is a constant thing.

Take into account the time that goes into marketing a book and also get an editor and make sure it is one you can work with. I was lucky, I found Jill from Little Red Lines and she got me and my book from the first chapter.

What are you currently working on?

Book two of the Di Marco series. I am behind my own schedule because my female character was supposed to be weak, a victim and obedient. But she keeps knocking my back by showing her defiance. Sofia is blossoming and is taking on her own flow and I am beginning to love the girl.

One last thing.

Putting a lifetime of spiritual work on hold whilst I wrote a romance book is without doubt one of the craziest things I have ever done. But as strange as it may sound it was like a calling that came out of the blue. This was never in my life plans. Writing about bad, sexy billionaires was a world away from my serious spiritual work.

But I trusted. I threw out all the practical, logical reasons not to do this and I went with what my heart was pulling me to do. Although previous to this I had thought my life was pretty much fulfilled and I was happy, my journey writing this book showed me so much about myself. My spiritual career was great and I enjoyed it but I also needed fun, this book brought me that fun. I believe the mind is power and writing this book I was able to live out so many things in my mind, and although my body was sat in front of my computer, my mind was in a hotel in New York with a hot bad boy billionaire.

If you would like a copy of this book, just go to Amazon UK and you can get it on Kindle Unlimited or Paperback!