It Started With a Heart
On a day out in our state’s busy capital city I saw at my feet a little red heart, a sticker that was very firmly attached to the pavement. It all started with this heart. My husband waited patiently while I stopped to photograph it. I couldn’t help but wonder how many people might have seen it and how many had simply walked either on or over it without noticing. How often do we fail to perceive these little signs in our busy lives, to note that which is out of place and calling for our attention??
The following day, as I exited a store where I had been gathering the requirements for that night’s physical mediumship circle I heard a voice say, “raise your head.” I obeyed this instruction immediately. It had made me aware that I was not walking in the manner of a woman of power. My upper body had been slumped slightly and my head drooped forward. My spine straightened as I raised my head and my shoulders went back. Instantly I felt more alive and my head swivelled to a shop window on my right. I came to a stop as I read my sidewalk oracle, a cup with a message:
but with God
all things are possible.
(Matthew 19:26)
This felt like a good omen, a reminder for my work and perhaps for the evening ahead, sitting for physical mediumship. After the dark zoom meeting, called dark because we sit in dim or even dark rooms, when people were discussing their experiences, I let Niko, my black cat, into my study. He had waited patiently during the silent time but as soon as he heard voices he meowed to be let in. He does not appreciate me talking to the computer, my attention should, rightly, be upon his glorious self. Hence, to show his disgust, he walks around between me and the screen, chews things, knocks objects to the ground and generally makes a pest of himself. Another circle member and myself were privately discussing black cats in the chat, she mentioned the requirement of such to a good witch!
Suddenly music began playing on my computer, I can only presume that Niko managed to start it up, a check after the event also showed it had gone to a specific search for a song, not to the library, and had then began playing at one minute and one second into the song. It was The Beatles song, All You Need Is Love. I told my friend about the song playing and the title and she remarked on how cool this was. What she didn’t know was that during the meeting silent time I had asked myself what I was really trying to achieve. I answered myself too, saying I wanted to use every aspect of my being, right down to atoms, to receive, send and expand love throughout the world. Niko’s tricky song activation, if it was him, was for me a direct response to the focus of my intent. I say ‘if it was him’ because I was sitting right there and I didn’t see him do anything that would explain the music starting, even if I had left the music at search with that song stopped at 1.01 how on earth did he open the music and press play right under my eyes.
In case there was any doubt in my mind about it being a response to my stated intention an event the following morning chased it away. Opening my photos to look at the ones I had taken two days previously at our state’s Art Centre I came across one from the previous day. I had taken it early in the day many hours before the zoom meeting. It was a quick snap of my 18month old granddaughter that I had taken when we were out shopping for a sun hat for her. I had been so busy later in the day that I forgotten about it and about what was printed on the dress she was wearing. The words were very clear in the photograph: All You Need Is Love.
The message was hammered home two days after the above. I wanted a paper bag to take shopping, went to where I keep them and pulled one out. Printed on it was: All You Need Is Love and a Dog! I don’t even know where this bag came from. Our last dog was 16 when he died in September 2023, we both miss having a dog in the family so I like the afterthought in this message. Additionally, dogs are masters of unconditional love.
With regard to the quote on the cup; ‘But with God all things are possible’, for me God is love. An unconditional love beyond our confined understanding, all encompassing, infinite, creative and eternal. The very stuff of which we are made, by which we are made and in which we are made.
Over several days I have been reminded that all I need is love, it makes anything possible. Oddly, the count keeps rising over the day or two I take to write it all down here, on FaceBook, on the fourth day after finding the heart in the street, Unify posts the same quote, All You Need Is Love.
Are you wondering in what manner this addresses why I have decided to sit for physical mediumship and the question I asked of myself and answered during a meeting? The conclusion I reach is that it is an exceptionally compassionate and loving thing to strive to prove the survival of human consciousness post bodily death. To sow the seeds and nurture the growth of a much expanded concept of life itself is no small intent, this is what physical mediumship is really striving for.
On Thursday evenings I attend a meditation group that is run along similar lines to the physical mediumship group. We meditate for peace, it starts and finishes with uplifting music and there is a 20 minute period of silence in between. The group has been meeting for a couple of decades I believe, a few of the members have died in that time and new people flow in. It is my personal experience that some of the ‘dead’ members pop in from time to time. I must stress though that this is not a group that forms for any mediumship purpose.
On the third day after the heart that started it all, I went to meditation. It is held at a church that also has a large thrift / opportunity shop on the grounds. The shop is some way from the church itself and there are tables outside that have books on them. They leave these tables and books out all night, the shop is always closed well before the hour for meditation. When I arrived on this particular evening I could see what looked like asian style paintings balanced upright on one of the tables. That’s different I thought, then I went to meditation where my focus was on sending love to the world. I was the first to leave at the end of the session and as I walked to my car I looked once again at the tables, I followed an urge to go and see these paintings. When I reached the tables there was a sign on the wall behind the pictures saying; ‘Asian Style Prints $4.’ I didn’t like the prints that had caught my eye in the first place but with them was an actual painting of a beautiful scene. Oh my word, I wanted it, but had no money with me. My friend, Nick, who facilitates meditation came over and remarked on the painting, I told him I had no money and he didn’t have any either. He said, ‘ just take it and come back later and pay, the Minister won’t mind.’ Not what I would usually do but I could see no harm and thus I went home with a beautiful painting, which I paid for the following day.
I am strangely drawn to this painting, I love it. It is of Ladder Street in Hong Kong, a dear friend worked this out for me. There are many paintings of Ladder Street online but none quite like mine. There are very few people in my version, a rickshaw driver having breakfast, some women, one with a child and a baby on her back. It is a sunrise scene and the light from a white sun at the top spills down the many steps in white, yellow and gold. I wish I could decipher who the artist is, because it it is done with such skill. I know it sounds a little odd but I truly feel this was a gift to me from ‘God,’ that amazing level of consciousness and love that holds all within it’s grasp. Climbing those steps is reminiscent of Jacob’s ladder stretching from Earth to Heaven, a symbol of human development and evolution.
When I look at it I see what it takes spiritually to reach that blazing sun of love at the top of the steps. Every step for me is a triumph over my beliefs and ideas that divert me from my manifestation of divine love. We are all on this ladder. Eventually, on reaching the top, we are face to face with our own magnificence, with the brilliant light and love at the core of life itself. I think of this painting as my prize for pausing in this crazy world, and acknowledging and celebrating the truth… All We Need Is Love.
Copyright Kim Parker 2024.
September 17, 2024 @ 11:15 am
Oh Kim … what an amazing post.
Absolute divine intervention … and the central guide being love.
It resonated so much with me.
Sending you love and huge thanks for sharing xx