The one thing I know for sure is that we are all going to die one day.

What we are not sure about, unless we plan our own demise, and even then we might get it wrong, is when that time will be, and then what?

The above statement can stir up all sorts of interesting conversations depending on individual beliefs about life, death and what it’s all for. Why are we here?

Over the past five years I have been deepening my own understanding around the inside out nature of life and just this year amplified my inner knowing whilst attending Jamie Smart’s Clarity Coaching Course in the UK. I am quick to add that this course is aimed at coaches in business, not some sort of woowoo weird cult.

What I have come to know over the years and through my own experience is that there is a force behind life and we are all connected to this source.

The only reason we can have the discussion about there being life after death is that we are born with certain gifts. We are born with the gift of thought and through this we ‘think’, and we can only be aware of our thinking through another precious gift of consciousness. This gift allows us to be aware that we are thinking.

Stop for a moment and pay attention to your thoughts.

What do you notice?

There are always millions of thoughts passing through our mind at any given moment, some of these thoughts we attach to and go down a train of thought.  Certain unconscious patterns dictate which thoughts we are more likely to pay attention to. Like a lens we are looking through. Some have an optimistic lens and others look for the negative.

Our level of consciousness also has an influence over our thinking. I like to think of consciousness as being like a hotel elevator, moving up and down floors throughout the day, sometimes we are in the penthouse, sometimes in the basement or at any level in-between. These levels are like our moods or state of mind, always fluctuating.

For example, if you happen to be in the penthouse and a thought pops into your mind that you are behind with your correspondence, you are more likely to take it in your stride and know the work will get done. Whilst another time you might happen to be in the basement when the same thought pops into your mind and you find yourself going down a train of thought about how being behind is going to affect you, your work, your income, lifestyle and much more depending on how creative you are thinking in that moment.

Our experiences from being very young form our values and beliefs about what is possible, these experiences effect the lens we look through and if we believe something is true nobody can convince me or you otherwise.

You have to be convinced to change your view, gain some insight that allows you to update your thinking and see through a new lens.

So depending on your beliefs or experiences up to now in your life what I am about to say will either stir some curiosity within you, you might just smile because you know it’s true anyway or you will think I am a total ‘Nutter’!.

My last request

My brother died two weeks ago today after a short illness. Having been diagnosed with an aggressive, inoperable brain tumour five weeks before he died. I consider myself to be incredibly lucky and fortunate to have been by his side together with his wife, daughters,, their husbands and my brothers at the moment he took his last breath.

A few co-incidences led to us all being together at the moment of John’s death. I live at the opposite side of the world and when I received the news of his illness, the wisdom inside of me chose to fly overseas sooner rather than later, my intention being to see him whilst he was still well.

A short trip of two weeks was planned and I arrived to seeing my brother just like his old self with just a little bit of memory loss. I spend some time utilizing my skills with massage and hypnosis to help him feel better.

The family were also seeking a second opinion as no treatment other than steroids had been offered, sadly the appointment for the neuro-surgeon in Manchester came the day after John’s death.

The week before I arrived in the UK, John had hiked to the top of a hill with my other not quite as fit brother and looked the picture of health as you can see here.

The day before I was due to travel home, I arrived at Johns house to find his health had declined rapidly that day, I was with his lovely wife whilst we waited five hours for an emergency Doctor, holding a bowl for him to vomit and hopefully providing some reassurance just by being there.

John was eventually admitted to a local hospice to stabalise his health for a couple of days. Unfortunately, his health declined rapidly and John died at 11.30pm on Monday 5th December. My eldest brother had returned early from holiday and was in the room with us at the time of his death.

I was the last to leave John and before I left him had a good chat, asked him to say hi to my mum, dad and all our other relatives and friends who have passed over and before leaving asked him to give me signs that he was around, lots of signs! But not to open his eyes right then!

What has happened since has left me with no doubt that he is giving me signs, now like I said earlier, depending on your beliefs and experiences you might consider me to have ‘lost the plot’ through my grief but for whatever reason I find comfort in these signs, such as:

• A brassband playing (on further inspection there wasn’t a band around)
• Seeing lots of Robins
• John’s grandson’s little Mickey mouse speaking randomly
• Ladybird in the kitchen over a period of days (doing the dance of the dead fly even though it was very much alive (a dance we learned many years ago at a disco in the south of france)
• 11.11, 11.00,1.01,1.11

The last one, the ones and elevens is by far the funniest and most incredible sign for me, on numerous occasions I have seen these numbers even thought I am not consciously looking for them.

These numbers have been pointed out to me in so many ways a few examples are:

My son, whilst talking on the phone about signs, the time on his phone was 1.01am

My Niece and John’s wife who whilst talking about the future found their clock to spring to life with random numbers 11.11 even though this was not the time.

A missed call from my brother at 11.01 followed by a message ten minutes later at 11.11. I rang my brother back who said he hadn’t rung me!

I was talking to another friend about the signs, she has also just lost her beloved dad, I suggested that we skype more often and asked if she had an iphone, she said no but had a smart phone and as you can guess, when she got the phone out to show me the time was 11.11.

The times I have unconsciously and randomly picked up my phone to make a call or check facebook is laughable as the clock more often than not shows 11.11, 11.01 1.01, 1.00

I eventually checked Google to ask about signs and read:

“seeing 11.11 can be viewed as a glitch in the matrix it is a very real way for the spirit world to communicate with us”

The picture below shows a few examples, I started to take a photo as evidence after a few days of seeing these numbers.

Conclusion:

What I have shared with you here cannot influence you in anyway. You may or may not receive your own insight. I can’t present you with the fact of a universal energy that comes before form.

The one thing that I truly do know is that I have a sense of comfort and ease, yes I do still get sad, the two year old in me throws a tantrum now and again because I want my brother back and can’t see why he had to die so young leaving his wife of 43 years alone.

There are many things I don’t yet know, but what I know for sure is that One’s and Eleven’s keep popping up on my phone, on billboards, computers and in conversation, this is true, the meaning I take from this is for me alone, from my own perception, from the lens I look through.

I know that we are much more, that we come from much more. The fact that we think tricks us and steals us away from the wisdom within.

Young children still have the awareness, they live in the moment, they have no contaminated thinking blocking their inner knowing, its only when they begin to grow and listen to outside influences that they lose touch of their wisdom and begin to believe the stories thinking the older and wiser humans know better than them!

I learn so much from my children and now my grandchildren.

If you have read so far, my suggestion for you is to listen from the heart, listen without searching for an answer, just listen with nothing on your mind and insight will pop out at the most unexpected moment.

To continue this conversation or discuss any other issue that has been blocking your clarity in life. Drop me a line and we can arrange a no obligation discovery call.