Spring is bursting into glory in southern England, even while ecologies in many parts of the world are being torn apart by conflict and climate catastrophes. My inner heart aches for the people and biomes suffering, and the land. I know also from previous times of conflict that bringing hope into people’s hearts from afar…
I shall share with you now a pause for thought, having published fifteen of these thirty-six events so far both in this my Insights blog (Relatedness.net) and in my Substack: TriquetraLife.substack.com. These two platforms have slightly different purposes. These fifteen events have introduced the types of life experience that are incompatible with the scientific theory…
It seems so obviously true that there are only two sorts of time. When I fall into a daydream and suddenly reawaken with a renewed start of conscious reorientation that I am sitting on a kitchen chair and staring out of a window, I look at the clock and that tells me I have been…
One morning I decided I would take my breakfast down to the garden summerhouse. It was warm and sunny after a long period of cloud and rain in a summer on the British Isles. I opened the double doors and hooked them back, noticing how cobwebs had accumulated again after my previous thorough clean of…
In 8/36 I described how planning my suicide at the age of 13 had been interrupted by an orange glowing light suddenly shining out through everything around me, my hands included. This experience had convinced me there was something worth living for, but that such beauty as this must be screened out most of the…
Here is the thirteenth account in my series of experiences that do not fit with the spacetime model of materialistic science. Thirteen is NOT unlucky! It is sometimes called ‘the angel number’, signifying a time of change and spiritual growth empowered by relatedness. This account tells two stories of the power of remotely spoken words. It is a prelude in light to the other accounts that will follow.
My wife Marian and I have just returned from an awesome holiday in Norway. The glacier walk was demanding but exhilarating. The more strikingly memorable scene that returns repeatedly to my mind, however, is of utter peace and stillness. It settles my heart as I recall that side valley of Sognefjord where we stayed for…
I was taken hold of one day by a nostalgic memory of a week’s rest near the far end of Loch Alsh, a peaceful, tidal sea inlet close by the Isle of Skye in Scotland. A rowing boat came with the cottage. The tidal rhythm of high to low over six hours and twelve and…
This series on my experience of unusual events that broke the rules of space and time and matter continues with different aspects of healing. Interpreting them normalises spirituality and New Science to the workings of the inner human heart’s connection into a deeper world of potential.
These next three unusual events speak of the utter relationality of life that moves behind different qualities of consciousness.
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