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As a working medium there is nothing more frustrating for me than the clients who just never seem to be satisfied with what they are given from spirit . What you receive from the realms of spirit through a genuine medium and honest clairvoyant , is what spirit are gifting you with . On many occasions I hear " but I did not get on with that lady " or " that man never liked me when he was here " . " I wish my father or mother had come through because that was what I was expecting " . The fact that the lady who did not like you has come to give you her love and apologise is a gift from spirit . The fact that the young guy that you didnt know too well who killed himself came through is a gift . Appreciate the gift of spirit . Do not expect to hear what you expect to hear ! That is not the path and route of true mediumship and someone who is genuinely working with the spirit world . Instead be amazed that the profession of your grandmother has been identified , the fact that your mother has told the medium that she knows your electrical item in the kitchen has broken down today . Be amazed that your husband has identified what you have done with his clothes and belongings since his passing . Do not demand from spirit . Instead accept and appreciate that they have chosen to come through and let you know that they are still around , that there is no death and that there is only survival . What more powerful thing can you want to know than this ? Also appreciate that the medium has used an amazing amount of energy and time and worked very hard to bring that spirit connection through to you . Spirit are all too ready to come through to you . The question is whether you appreciate what you are going to hear and actually listen to them . Spirit Blessings Peter

The intricacy contained in a butterfly wing .

The endless circle of love , contained in a ring .

The golden hues of the setting sun .

The legs of an athlete destined to run .

The magical smile of silver moon .

The delight of a bird on morning tune .

The delicate vessels contained in a leaf .

The natural beauty of the great coral reef .

The great blue whale , free in the wild .

The smile produced on the face of a child .

The oxygen flowing from tree to tree .

The retina and pupil that allow us to see .

The freedom of will contained in your mind .

The spiritual path , you help others to find .

The loving touch of a healing hand .

The deep blue ocean lined with sand .

The peace and tranquility found in the dove .

The no other feeling of being in love .

The majestical worlds of heaven and earth .

The father present at childs birth .

The lessons you learn from the path you have trod .

The truth is revealed  ......

A Gift From God .

I am a vessel tossed upon the upheaval of a stormy and troublesome sea . Varied emotions are experienced in the elevation and descent of my ship .

Navigation becomes almost impossible in a violent spray of defeat and tiredness , that relentlessly batters ones heart into submission .

The ocean of life contains all elements required for survival .

In a sense of abandonment the albatross keeps watch .

The barometer of mood drops like a falling stone .

In the depths of blackened darkness there is inevitably a light .

The light is the way and path of our father god .

With the radiance and glory of this light of peace ............

Spirit Steer The Ship .

Many isolated nights , holding on for nothing short of a miraculous intervention . The lowest of low had become a routine schedule of normailty .

My father has heard with his ears and answered . The submission of my life into the safety of his ultimate loving arms .

The depths of my darkness are stunningly eradicated by flashes of pure angelic light . My tears evaporate into the glorious realms of a believed extinct smile .

Happiness decends upon my life , likened to a falling star that hits with precision .

Time has gathered a meaningful pace . No longer stuck in a stagnant pause .

The world is once again a beautiful place to be . Filled with a fresh breath of life , joy and love .

A diamond cut brilliance of blue displayed in her eyes . Revealing a soul that is longing to be loved .

The kiss envelopes a spiritual connection that just cannot be denied . I have found the reality of a dream that was once viewed as fiction .

The safety and security cannot be denied as she holds me in her golden radiant wings .

I realise this power . Love so strong .

Touched By An Angel With Love .

 
Hello My Dearest Friend
 
I sat at my window today . I watched the rain hammering down from the dark leaden skies . It represented my life of stormy twisted emotion and sadness . The silvery drops on the glass pain strikingly representative of the salt flavoured tears .
 
The focus in my eye switched and my vision caught sight of a solitary white rose . I could never be like that rose I thought . Then I saw a mottled brown weathered petal .
 
In my dreamlike state many thoughts began to cross my mind . Without the sadness , hurt and bitterness the rose would not survive . It was clear to me that we are all very much like this rose .
 
None of us are pure or perfect we all have a damaged petal .
 
I felt the spirit world draw very close to me . I continued to watch the rose swinging in the wind as if out of control and troubled . How much we are like this rose I thought . Isolated alone and in trouble .
 
Then I stood up and was amazed . In the garden next to the white rose stood a beautiful perfect peach coloured rose in full bloom .
 
This was highly significant to me and I believed represented my wife Sam who is expecting our second child in July .
 
Remember we are never isolated or alone even if we feel in trouble or are sad .
 
Whoever the peach rose is to you , whether God or a special loved one . Know that they are close to you .
 
As I looked on into the soaked Garden a soft voice came floating in my ear .................
 
" This will not last forever for there will come "
 
" A Brighter Day "
  Love And Blessings
 
  Peter