A Win and a Terrible Loss

2020 International Book Awards

It was my hope to have posted this last Sunday. However, I ran into major WordPress troubles so this is as soon as I was able.

I find it hard to write during this pandemic. My heart and mind so focused on what is happening in this country. More importantly, taking care of my family. Taking care of my husband and my three dogs, Bodhi, Leela and Nestor.

It hasn’t been conducive to talking with the dead as I am constantly filled with anxiety over what is transpiring. Hard for me to hear the angels through all the din. So, my writings might be sporadic for a while. However, I wanted to share two things with you.

First, my new book Could Anthony Newley Be My Muse? (Or His Story Never Ends) – Forging a Creative Bond with the Dead, was just named a finalist in the International Book Awards New Age Non-Fiction category. Considering that the winner was from a traditional publisher, I think this self-published book stood up pretty well. So, it was a bright spot on a rather dark horizon.

Nestor, July2 2020

More importantly is the death of one of my dogs, Nestor. I was managing about as well as one could during this time of unspeakable national and worldwide trauma until on Memorial Day weekend Nestor sat up on the bed, fell over and began having a Grand Mal seizure. It was only four years ago on Memorial Day weekend that we rescued Nestor. Now this.

I rushed him to the emergency room, handed him over to the vet tech and sat in my car (most vets are only offering curbside service) for the next four hours after signing permission to do CPR to revive him if necessary.

It should be interjected here that quite unexpectedly, Tony reached out to me, made his presence known, just before Nestor began to seize. I haven’t been in the quiet place necessary to communicate with him, but there he was. In hindsight, I think he wanted to give me a heads up, that something awful was going to happen and that he would be there for me, with my angelic team of teachers and guides. I felt them again as I waited, minutes turning into hours, waiting to hear from the vet what was happening with my Nestor.

We spent a good part of the weekend going back to that emergency hospital. In 40 hours, Nestor suffered 7 Grand Mal seizures and cluster after cluster of focal seizures. Reaching out to my alternative vet, I tried homeopathy at first but it became unmistakably clear that was not going to help what I was told was either a brain tumor or a brain lesion in a dog 12 ½ years old. Without an MRI, it was a best guess. The nearest facility that did MRIs for dogs is up in Richmond, VA which was at the time not only a hot spot for Covid-19 but also in the midst of the George Floyd protests. On top of the fact that Nestor would be required to be anesthetized for the procedure and any following radiation treatments or brain surgery. That would give him a few more months but at what cost to quality of life? My little boy had experienced enough trauma in his life, we weren’t going to put him through more. So, I called our veterinary hospice. They were wonderful.

We had six and a half weeks to get used (as if one could) to the idea what we were going to lose Nestor. The medications hospice put Nestor on assured that he would have no further seizures but the damage to his brain was severe.

Nestor was just beginning to learn to play. Just learning that it was safe here with us and no one would ever throw him away ever again. He was blossoming and I couldn’t wait to see how that would unfold next. It just wasn’t enough time with Nestor. Not nearly enough.

July 8, 2020, I held Nestor in my arms while the hospice vet helped him cross the rainbow bridge. My husband and I are devastated. My others dogs are grieving too – not wanting to eat. Its funny…no, it’s not…but I have been at the bedside of so many people during their journey into the afterlife…but to lose a furry family member brings me to my knees. I can handle the pandemic; I can handle all the challenges being thrown at us daily but I cannot handle the death of my Nestor…our Nestor. It’s too much.

So, it might be a while for me to be able to write more.

Stay safe. Try to stay sane. Until next time…

 

Five Star Review

5star-shiny-web

To be honest, I’m finding it quite difficult to focus on much beyond enduring this pandemic but I will not call it “the invisible enemy.” The Kabbalists would refer to it as a very strict teacher. Certainly this disease can teach us many lessons we’ve been slow to learn: we can’t keep pillaging the earth and its wildlife. We must learn that though we’ve created imaginary boundaries, we are truly all one. We will either survive together or die together. Those two come to mind first, but will we ever learn in time?

So, I struggle making a deep connection with my inner planes teachers and with Tony. I know they are there, I just can’t feel them even though they are sending me messages each day, guiding and protecting me.

I stay away from social media, only using the computer to buy the food and items we need. (Please, to whoever is doing it, stop hoarding. You are creating unnecessary shortages.)

Yesterday I checked my email and found a review from Readers’ Favorite. I also submitted my book for its contest. I’m enclosing it here. For me, it was a very bright spot in a rather dark time.

I still want to tell you about my experience at the Monroe Institute with medium Suzanne Giesemann. We managed that just before the country closed down. I will, I just need to find a good time. Oddly, I find myself having more work during the shelter-at-home period.

For now please read the review and keep your fingers crossed for the contests I submitted this book.

BOOK REVIEW

Reviewed by K.C. Finn for Readers’ Favorite

Could Anthony Newley Be My Muse? (Or His Story Never Ends) is an interesting work of self-exploration and New Age thinking penned by author Joellyn St. Pierre. Subtitled “Forging a Creative Bond with the Dead”, the work contains some mature themes, explicit language, and ideas that not all readers will be comfortable with. The author presents authentic experiences with after-death communication (ADC), despite having no previous mediumistic abilities, and proceeds to tell a memoir-style tale of her connection to the spirit of actor Anthony Newley and the results of this communication between the living and the dead. What results is an incredible and highly alternative view of life and spirituality which also provides guidance for other people on how to unlock this ability and allow the deceased to help them in their daily lives.

Author Joellyn St. Pierre has created a book that really has to be read to be believed, and whether you take it as fact or fiction, it is truly an inspiring work about the power of creativity and the very nature of spirituality itself. The narration is frank and honest, with the candid intimacy of a memoir-style work that allows us into a close personal connection with the writer, and with the incredible bond she explores between herself and Newley. The ADC element really lifts the veil on a spiritual concept which is new and intriguing to explore, and the technical elements of the book’s ‘how-to’ advice are well explained for those who are new to the idea. Overall, I would recommend Could Anthony Newley Be My Muse? (Or His Story Never Ends) to any reader seeking new information about the world beyond the veil.

What Now?

It’s the time for me to rest and replenish before I once again build a bridge for my beloved muse and friend, Anthony Newley and I to meet. To gather and explore more deeply this sacred connection and the work the so-called living and the so-called dead can do together for the betterment of both worlds. I can’t think of another time in my current life where this collaboration was more important.

To that end, due to the tremendous generosity of my dear friend Pam, I’ll be going to the Monroe Institute for the Serving Spirit mediumship weekend taught by Suzanne Giesemann at the end of this month. I particularly wanted to go because Suzanne is one of the few mediums who earns Dr. Raymond Moody’s respect. While I continue to maintain that I am not a medium, Suzanne helps those who wish to connect with higher level benign beings or with our own higher self with more ease, grace and consistency. I’ll be sure to write about that when I return.

In my effort for Could Anthony Newley Be My Muse? to find its audience, I entered the IndieReader Discovery Awards. The winners for that will be announced in May. However, the book is being listed in their Best Books of the Month for this month (so I have my fingers crossed). You can find it here.

That’s all for now. I hope you each will find time to move out of the stressful and oft times painful mass consciousness and find the still small voice within – for you, for me, for us all.

Great Book Review!

https://indiereader.com/book_review/could-anthony-newley-be-my-muse-or-his-story-never-ends/

We just got reviewed by IndieReader. (Doing my best Sally Field’s impersonation, “They liked it. They really liked it!) You can read it here.

Also, you have a few more days to enter to win a free eBook version of the book at Goodreads. You can enter here.

I’m still trying to regroup after launching this project. I’d love to hear any questions or comments you might have after reading the book. Send them to me at Joellyn@communityofspirits dot org.

Until then…

Redefining Death

PhotoMoodySmartt

For over a year I spent studying one on one with Dr. Raymond Moody, by phone or at his home. I learned so very much from this brilliant, gentle and funny man. From ancient Greek philosophy to the logic of nonsense to the use of a psychomanteum as a vehicle to address grief, he shared generously of his vast store of knowledge and expertise as a medical doctor, doctor of philosophy, and forensic psychiatrist.

And yet…after 50 years of research into near death and shared death experiences, reincarnation…virtually all things surrounding death…he never concluded that consciousness survives death. I cannot now give you the very lengthy definition he used for death…but… it came to the idea of complete annihilation. Period. Zilch. The end. Forever. All work in the field of life after death attempted to explain the paradox of…life…after…death. The phrase is nonsensical.

I suggested something to him that I am not sure he appreciated. I suggested that the very definition was wrong…was predicated on a falsity. I suggested that the definition of death needed to be redefined. I mean…who got to stipulate what death was? And when? Certainly, the ancient Egyptians and other cultures had a vastly different view of death. “There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.” In any case, after all these years and all this study, it just might be time to redefine death.

With that I invite you today to register for Dr. Moody’s free webinar, “I’m Convinced.” It kicks off the opening of his new online school, The University of Heaven. With his colleague, Lisa Smartt, they will be offering courses of study in many facets of the death. There will be many of the top people in the field of consciousness as guest teachers. And finally, after more than 50 years in the field, Dr. Moody will address his conclusion on whether consciousness does indeed survive what we call death.

For those of you, like me, who have been avid readers and admirers of his work since the beginning, this is a momentous occasion. Dr. Moody is an incomparable teacher, mentor…and friend. I hope you will join “us” this coming Tuesday, October 30th at 7pm ET.

 

I’m Convinced!

Raymond Moody

My friend and mentor, Dr. Raymond Moody, is often referred to as the grandfather of the modern near-death experience. For over 50 years he has researched near-death, shared death and after-death experiences. As a doctor of philosophy, he studied and taught the great works of Plato, Socrates, Aristotle and countless other ancient Greek philosophers. He is a true classical skeptic – steadfastly refusing to come to conclusions but opening up his peripheral vision believing the journey is far more important than reaching any conclusion. Until now. Now after 50 years of diligent and meticulous research and study, he is offering a free live online webinar entitled, “I’m Convinced,” where he will lay out his logical, rational conclusion for the survival of consciousness after death.

Certain experiences I’ve had convinced me of “life after death” some time ago, had led me to believe the current definition of death is flawed. But I am not the genius Dr. Moody is. For him to not only come to this conclusion but to share it freely now is…monumental. And you can watch it for free Tuesday, October 30 at 7pm EST. All you need to do is register.

https://www.theuniversityofheaven.com/

University of Heaven

I send along the address of Dr. Raymond Moody’s new University of Heaven. There are some articles and blog posts already preceding its official opening in November. Considered the grandfather of the modern near-death experience, he is legendary in the field of death, dying and what might come afterward. He and his colleagues will be teaching online. What an amazing opportunity to learn from a master in the comfort of your own home.

He is my friend and mentor. His guidance has inspired the new book I continue to work on that should be published in 2019.

http://theuniversityofheaven.com/

Artistic feeling/Spiritual faculties

And even more so when we step upon the bridge between this world and the next. I know that there are those who look to science for confirmation of consciousness beyond what we call death…but the heart of an artist is needed too.

The great Rudolf Steiner Quotes Site

It should be remarked that artistic feeling, when coupled with a quiet introspective nature, forms the best preliminary condition for the development of spiritual faculties. This feeling pierces through the superficial aspect of things, and in so doing touches their secrets.

Source: Rudolf Steiner – GA 10 – Knowledge of the Higher Worlds: II: The Stages of Initiation

Translated by George Metaxa

View original post

About the fear of death

Shhhhhh now, easy, easy. There is nothing to fear. Death is not the enemy, but seen rightly, a dear old friend. We can make it harder for ourselves by fighting death or we can go gently and gracefully through the portal. We do have a choice. One day, soon, the definition of death will be amended. It is not the end. Death here is birth in a different dimension. Easy…easy now.

The great Rudolf Steiner Quotes Site

At the moment of death, when the human being goes through the portal of death, he sees numerous hindering, malevolent forces approaching him. These forces, however, are usually drawn near through the fear of death. The greater the fear of death, the stronger their power is. Fear of death has always been a cause of anxiety at the moment of death. When, however, the dying person is aware that fear cannot change anything about the dying process that he has to go through, these forces and powers appear like desiccated bags.

The human being can only gain victory over the fear of death and bravely face it if he knows that in him is an immortal, eternal inner core for whom death is only a metamorphosis of life, a change of life form. As soon as the human being discovers his immortal inner core through spiritual science, he learns more…

View original post 64 more words

A stroke of destiny

Not all destiny is calamitous, nor is destiny an excuse to eschew compassion…but this understanding might help each of us to accept our destiny with more grace.

The great Rudolf Steiner Quotes Site

A stroke of destiny that befalls a person during life in the physical world may seem, from the point of view of that (physical) life, to contain something altogether opposed to the man’s own will. In the life between death and rebirth a force, resembling will, rules in the soul that gives to the person the tendency toward experiencing this very blow of fate. The soul sees, as it were, that an imperfection has clung to it from earlier earth-lives — an imperfection that had its origin in an ugly deed or an ugly thought. Between death and re-birth, there arises in the soul a will-like impulse to make good this imperfection. The soul, therefore, becomes imbued with the tendency to plunge into a misfortune in the coming earth-life, in order, through enduring it, to bring about equilibrium. After its birth in the physical body, the soul, when met by…

View original post 84 more words