At about 4 a.m. one morning, I woke with a gut feeling that there was  something I needed to know.  I thought something might be wrong but couldn't put my finger on it,
so I did a reading of my Tarot cards. 

Instead of there being something ''wrong," as I would perceive ''wrong," I got a rap for not writing more of my novel.  I was told off for letting my doubts that the novel would ever be published, or that anyone might ever even want to read it, get in the way of finishing the work.  And I was told that I could easily get through my ''writer's block"
by forgetting all that and just writing the thing to completion - just for me. 

I didn't quite know why it was so important for me to write a novel, (or, as they seemed to say then--novels).   But this wasn't the first time I'd been reprimanded in such a way.  Sometimes, it even came through in my dreams and,  all I can say is that ''they"
(my divine messengers) wanted (and still want) me to get the work done.  But, that time, 'they' took it further by actually giving me the bones of my first novel to work with.  And those bones made sense. 

I had written so much already and I sort of knew where I wanted to go with it but wasn't sure how I was going to make it work or figure it out.  That also made it difficult for me to go on, (plus being ill, and the doubts ''they" referred to...)  My ideas had been so involved and complicated, anyone might have been flabbergasted by their scope.  I didn't doubt I could write the story but how was I to order it so that it worked the way I wanted it to and to get the ideas across that I wanted to impart? 

Then, I read what ''they" gave me and it started to fall into place.  I saw readily what had to be put into the first novel and why, and what had to be left for the following novels and why.  It was a very intriguing skeleton I was given, with a cliff hanger ending and all.  They" had never given me such a clear direction, in this regard, before. 
It seemed they'd decided I needed it. 

To me, this added even more importance, and created an even larger question in my mind
about  what was actually going on.  Because I believed ''they" did not interfere in people's lives unless asked, under normal conditions - nor often - and even then only if it's really important for help to be provided.  And I felt so very lucky to have had
this help and guidance. 

There are obvious advantages to being in tune with the extraordinary and with the Otherworld, and the divine. Why aren't more people like this?  Or do they simply not ''tune in?"  Do they not give enough credence to it, or listen?  It would follow, then, that they would miss all the messages available to them. 

I suppose there's always the fear that the messages are just a figment of the mind
or that they are false.  But you don't stop learning to walk just because you might fall over.  The thing to remember is to learn to tell the difference between imagination and inspiration, and to test all messages just as you might do so for any message given to us in the physical world.  We don't always believe what is said to us by others, under normal circumstances, until it has been proved or the person has proven their worth as a messenger.  The same follows for the unseen world, too. 

Perhaps there is a great fear of being seen as mad.  Certainly, I've had enough of such intimations like that from other people since I started to finally, openly, talk about my psychic impressions to others.  There are plenty of people who would rather consider you a ''looney" than to give credence to the unseen world you are talking about.  It makes them feel uncomfortable, so they try to put you into  a category that makes sense to them.  That is, until some day they actually experience a psychic event  for themselves  and then the first person they come running to is me (or others like me) to talk it over with because they say, ''I can't talk to anyone else."  Suddenly, I'm okay after all, and full of wisdom and guidance. 

I trust my messengers and messages.  I'm glad to have them in my life.  But if others don't want to know about it, they don't have to.  I don't force what I ''know" on anyone.  It's a pity they aren't as reticent when it comes to exposing their skepticism, or denigrations, to me.  But I suppose that's between them and their karma.