Walking Gently with Mystery: Reflections on Angels, Discernment, and Purpose

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 Lately I have been reflecting on my journey with my relationship the Angels and how this journey has shaped not only my faith, also my sense of purpose. I truly  believe in angels.  I believe they help us fulfil our mission in life. There's a verse that confirms this:  “For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.” Psalm 91:11.

It means that angels act in loving obedience to God’s will. Their presence is not independent, but part of God’s ongoing care for humanity. As I walk my life path, with clarity and sometimes uncertainty or both, I feel supported by divine guidance that protects, strengthens, and gently directs me toward what is good and true.

For a long time, my thoughts felt crowded. Questions, curiosity, longing, and faith all moving together, sometimes without clear edges. At the centre of it all was a simple truth: I believe in angels.

My curiosity led me to read religious books, especially “The Angels and Their Missions. According to the Fathers of the Church”, by Jean Danielou.  He describes angels as mediators of the divine, yet that order never violates human freedom. The belief that angels are mediators of the divine, and guides to humanity encouraged me to on a journey to explore how angels can help us.

It led me to explore different workshops over time. I completed an Aura-Soma workshop on angels — an experience that felt overwhelming, yet meaningful. I wanted to understand more. I wanted to connect. Later, I attended a yearly online workshop with Terah Cox. Some aspects resonated deeply and helped things fall into place, while other parts did not quite align with what I had been taught about angels within the Church.

Another workshop, this time on Divine Energy, introduced the idea of different levels of angels. That stirred something familiar in me. In Church, I had often heard names sung in hymns — always in Greek. I recognised the sounds but didn’t know their spelling, so I couldn’t explore them further at the time. Words like Seraphim and Cherubim would pass by during the service, leaving me quietly wondering what they were pointing to.

I have always been drawn to the mystical — not magic, not spells, not anything dark or manipulative — but the mystical that speaks of beauty, reverence, and holy mystery. The kind of mystery that cannot be fully explained. The unknown that invites wonder rather than control. This is what Danielou implied in his book. He suggests that mystery means not everything must be understood; instead, trust that guidance is present when clarity is absent.

Looking back, I realise God taught me to trust and understood my longing, especially when I felt isolated. Even, when my curiosity led me into unfamiliar territory, He kept me safe. He protected me and continually redirected me toward my true north: to love and serve God. When I drifted, He gently corrected my course, with help of my guardian angel.

My journey with the 72 angels eventually led me into a deeper appreciation of Judaism — the faith Jesus Himself was born into and taught from. In Judaism, angels are treated with deep respect. They are not beings at our command. They exist to serve God and to assist humanity in fulfilling God’s purposes, always under His authority.

When angels help, it is by God’s permission — not because we summon, chant, or attempt to control spiritual forces. This is why I struggle with many modern interpretations that link the 72 angels of the Tree of Life with magic or personal power. To me, this feels at odds with what Judaism — and Christianity — both teach.

So why continue to reflect on angels at all?

Because I am discerning my own work and calling. I work with angels as a way of reminding us that we are not alone, that there is an order and meaning to life beyond what we can see, and that our lives unfold within God’s wisdom — not through our own control.

Angels, as I understand them, are not forces to be activated or energies to be used. They are created beings who serve God alone. They are messengers and servants, acting only by God’s permission and always pointing beyond themselves — back to Him.

Throughout what has sometimes felt like a winding journey, God kept me grounded. He placed wise guidance around me and prevented me from misusing what I was learning. For that, I am deeply grateful.

At its heart, my work is about helping people slow down, reflect, and reconnect with their divine purpose. We all have one. I want to support those who sense that there is more to life than what is visible — and to do so in a way that is safe, reverent, and faithful. 

Have you ever felt that there is more than meets the eye?

Have you sensed that life holds deeper meaning than what you have been told?

Have you wondered about the great mysteries of life, yet felt unsure or even afraid to ask the questions? 

Mystery does not have to lead us away from God. When held with humility and discernment, it can gently draw us closer — into wonder, trust, and peace. 

“The angel is not a being to be possessed or mastered; he is a presence that leads us, by God’s will, into the hidden depths of divine order and love.” — Jean Danielou  "The Angels and Their Missions. According to the Fathers of the Church”

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When the World Feels Too Loud, and God Feels Too Quiet

Over the past couple of months, my mind has felt scattered and heavy. I’ve felt let down by family, overwhelmed by world events, and strangely alone — even in my faith. There are moments when it feels as though God has stepped back, leaving me to make sense of things on my own.

Just before Christmas, the Bondi tragedy shook me deeply. It drained the joy from the season and left a sadness that lingered. Innocent people lost their lives in a public place — families going about ordinary moments that should have been safe. No explanation can soften that reality.

What troubled me further was the sense that warnings had been given, yet nothing meaningful was done to prevent it. Afterwards came apologies, statements, and carefully worded responses — but very little reassurance that lessons had truly been learned. It left me wondering whether our leaders are more focused on protecting their own positions than protecting people.

At the same time, I witnessed something that stayed with me.

In the midst of fear and grief, the Jewish community continued to shine their light. During Hanukkah — a festival that commemorates resilience, rededication, and hope — families lit their menorahs, not in defiance, but in faith. Light was chosen over despair. Continuity over terror.

That quiet faith matters.

Scripture tells us, “The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light” (Isaiah 9:2). Time and again, the Jewish people have carried that light through history — not by denying suffering, but by refusing to let it extinguish hope.

This is something the world desperately needs to remember.

As communities across Australia expressed fear for their safety, what distressed me most was not the fear itself — fear is human — but the silence that often accompanies it when it is happening to someone else. When concern only becomes public once it affects “us,” something essential is lost.

I want to be clear: collective blame helps no one. Entire communities cannot — and should not — be judged by the actions or words of extremists. Most people want to live peacefully, raise their families, and belong. But silence in the face of hatred — wherever it appears — allows the loudest and most destructive voices to define everyone else.

As a Christian, this weighs heavily on me. Christianity calls us to love, to serve, and to shine light into darkness. Jesus reminds us, “You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden ” (Matthew 5:14). That call is not abstract — it demands courage, integrity, and responsibility.

Many Christians live this quietly every day, helping families through hardship without conditions, recognition, or expectation. Love like that is costly. It does not demand agreement, only humanity.

What grieves me is not difference, but disrespect. Not diversity, but ingratitude mixed with resentment. True coexistence requires mutual respect — not the erasing of faith or culture, but honouring the values that sustain one another.

So why am I writing this?

Because I am tired of pretending everything is fine.

Because I am grieving a loss of trust — in leaders, in institutions, and sometimes even in God.

Because I believe peace requires courage, not slogans.

And because the light we need will not come from shouting, but from those willing to stand quietly, faithfully, and truthfully — even when it is hard.

“Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good” (Romans 12:21).

I am still praying. Still questioning. Still asking God where He is in all of this — and what He asks of me now.

But I hold onto this: light, once lit, is never wasted.

🕊️ Why Australians are Concern: Fear, Free Speech & the Hillel Fuld Visa Ban

The recent cancellation of Hillel Fuld’s visa to Australia has stirred deep concern among Australians who believe in freedom of speech, public safety, and balanced political representation. As someone who is not Jewish, I still felt a responsibility to write to Home Affairs Minister Tony Burke and Prime Minister Anthony Albanese, protesting the unfairness of this decision.

Silence Is Not Safety

In our democracy, when peaceful individuals are banned from entry based on opinions rather than incitement, it’s not safety—it’s censorship. Mr. Fuld is a speaker, not a criminal. He has no terrorist affiliations. Yet while his entry was blocked, we see refugees from Gaza entering without clear transparency about possible terrorist connections. Why is this risk overlooked?

Since Labor has been in office, more criminals from the refugee population have been released, with blame shifted to the High Court. The response? Weak legislation and a refusal to take real accountability. Blocking Mr. Fuld is being framed as an act of security, but it reads more like political theatre.

Fear Is Not Hatred

The term Islamophobia is now being overused—not to protect Muslims, but to silence legitimate debate. The word means “fear of Islam,” not hatred. This fear has been created not by ordinary Muslims, but by the actions of fundamentalist groups, and by a government that seems more interested in pleasing minority extremist voices than protecting everyday Australians.

People don’t hate Muslims—they fear the consequences of a government that prioritises ideology over safety. That’s a distinction this government must understand if we are to truly live in harmony.

Labor Doesn’t Have a Green Light

Let’s be clear: Labor’s primary vote did not increase. They won due to preferences, many from conservative minor parties like One Nation. That’s not a blank cheque to govern without accountability. Ministers like Tony Burke hold public office, not party office—they are meant to represent all Australians, including those who didn’t vote for them.

Peaceful Protest Begins with a Pen

The response to this government’s silence should not be demonstrations that disrupt lives, but rather a quiet, powerful protest: the written word. I encourage every concerned Australian to send polite but firm emails to your MPs. Ask questions. Demand transparency. The pen is mightier than the sword, and peaceful resistance is still our strongest tool in a democracy.

This government’s silence strategy is designed to wear us down, to discourage response, and to push people toward more extreme reactions. Don’t give them that power. Keep writing.

📩 How You Can Help

• Write to Tony Burke and Anthony Albanese.
• Encourage friends to send emails, too.
• Share this blog and help more voices be heard.

✍️ Final Thought: Seek Only the Truth

This blog isn’t about taking sides. It’s about restoring balance and ensuring that all narratives can be heard, as long as they respect the Western values that form the foundation of this country. Banning voices that challenge a left-wing narrative while opening the door to extremist influence is not harmony—it’s division.

The current government is urged to review its decision to cancel Mr. Hillel Fuld’s visa. The focus should be on preventing terrorists and fundamentalists from entering Australia—not silencing speakers with differing viewpoints. This government was elected to represent all Australians, not just its political base. Yet, through silence and selective policies, it appears to prioritise only one group. Let your actions reflect the responsibility to serve the entire nation.

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Seek Only the Truth

Seek only the Truth: Reflections on the MindBodySpirit Festival and the Rise of Hidden Agendas

There was a time when I looked forward to the MindBodySpirit Festival—a space that felt set apart from the noise of the world. A sanctuary for healing, growth, and truth. A place where people of all backgrounds could explore spirituality, wellness, and deeper connection with themselves and one another.

But recent events have made me pause and reflect.

What Happened?

A Jewish practitioner—affiliated with a charitable organisation—was removed from the Melbourne festival after pressure from a vocal group. The official reason? “Safety concerns.”

But let’s be honest. This wasn’t about safety. It was about exclusion.

And exclusion—when masked as concern—often points to something deeper. What begins with the silencing of the Saturday people (Jews), too often extends to the Sunday people (Christians)… and eventually to anyone who upholds the values that shaped Western civilisation: freedom of speech, individual dignity, and moral responsibility.

Suddenly, a festival that once celebrated spiritual diversity seems to be promoting something else: ideological conformity.

What Does the MindBodySpirit Festival Really Promote?

That’s the question I now feel compelled to ask.

Is this festival still a celebration of human potential and spiritual growth? Or has it become a platform for selective inclusion—one that quietly undermines the very cultures and faiths that laid the foundation for many of its ideals?

Where once there was openness, there now seems to be quiet censorship. Where once there was inclusion, there now appears to be fear of diverse voices. Where once I felt inspired, I now feel the chill of an unspoken boundary.

And that saddens me.

Because true healing must be rooted in truth. Not selective truth. Not ideological truth. But the kind of truth that is open to all—even when it challenges us.

Why Is This Festival So Popular?

It’s colourful. Creative. Uplifting.

It draws large crowds. It appears harmless—even empowering.

But that makes the question more urgent: Why is such a popular, culturally influential event aligning itself with exclusionary ideologies?

What happens when spiritual spaces stop being neutral and start becoming vehicles for political narratives? When “love and light” becomes a slogan used to silence anyone who questions a dominant worldview?

I used to leave the MindBodySpirit Festival feeling uplifted and inspired. But lately, that sense of lightness has been replaced by unease—not because of one isolated incident, but because of the deeper shadow it reveals.

After what unfolded in Melbourne, I’m left questioning whether I can, in good conscience, continue to support the festival. With it now heading to Sydney, I find myself asking: should I quietly protest by not attending? Or is silence just another form of complicity?

While I suspect a formal complaint or open letter might be ignored, I still believe it’s worth speaking up. Even a simple protest email can serve as a reminder that people are paying attention—that integrity still matters.

Let’s Return to the Heart

Seek only the truth. That’s the spiritual call I keep hearing.

Not the truth we’re told to accept because of fear, popularity, or pressure— but the truth our souls recognise when we hear it.

And so I share these reflections not to condemn, but to question. Because questioning is a sacred act. It’s the first step toward wisdom, healing, and freedom.

If the MindBodySpirit Festival cannot uphold truth, integrity, and spiritual courage, then maybe it’s time to seek that spirit elsewhere.

Let us be seekers, not followers.  Seekers of real light. Real love. And above all… real truth.

The Double Standard: Who Really Supports Openness?

We often hear that traditional institutions—like the Church—are closed to other viewpoints. And yes, like any institution, the Church has its flaws and must continually strive to grow in compassion and humility.

I’ve heard people criticise ministers or priests for giving sermons on sin, warning that without change, one risks eternal consequences. Some left the Church because of this. Yet in the real world, when organisations promote discrimination or exclusion, many turn a blind eye—especially if it doesn’t directly affect them. Speaking up might cost them social standing, opportunities, or comfort.

What the minister or priest offered came from a place of love and concern. But what many others promote today often fuels division and resentment. So ask yourself: which message would you rather follow?

The Real Double Standard

What troubles me is the growing double standard in our society.

Many modern activist movements—particularly within the pro-Palestinian lobby—speak passionately about rights, justice, and freedom of speech. But when someone with a Jewish, Christian, or Western perspective tries to speak, they’re often shut down, excluded, or even threatened.

Let’s be clear:
Freedom of speech must apply to everyone.

Yet increasingly, we see:

• Disagreement being silenced. 

• Faith-based or Western values dismissed as inherently flawed.

• Any questioning of the activist narrative met with labels or exclusion.

BodyMindSpirit Festival is more than an isolated incident. It’s a sign of the times—and a reminder of how vital it is to reclaim genuine openness, where truth, dialogue, and mutual respect still matter.

That’s not justice. It’s ideological control.

Ironically, the Church—so often accused of being inflexible—is, in many cases, now more open to dialogue than some of these supposedly progressive spaces. True openness allows for disagreement. For nuance. For listening. For human dignity—regardless of who is speaking. This is what we need more of.  And it’s what we are rapidly loosing.

But that’s not what we’re seeing here.The version of “freedom” being promoted by some activists today is conditional: You can speak—only if you say what we want to hear.

And that’s not freedom at all.

A Call to Return to Truth

What happened at the MindBodySpirit Festival is more than an isolated incident.

It’s a symptom of a deeper cultural shift—one that seems to target “Saturday people” (Jews), “Sunday people” (Christians), and anyone who still believes in the core values of Western civilisation.

First the Jews.
Then the Christians.
Then anyone who dares to question the approved script.

I used to love attending this festival. It felt like a celebration of healing, unity, and spiritual growth.

But now I find myself asking:

• What does it really promote?
• What values lie beneath the surface?
• And who is being quietly excluded under the banner of ‘inclusion’?

Because when a space that claims to celebrate unity starts suppressing certain voices—it loses its integrity. And when spiritual gatherings become tools of ideology, they stop serving the soul.

This isn’t about blame.
It’s about clarity.

It’s about the courage to see what’s happening—and to speak with honesty and grace.

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A Few Gentle Questions for the Soul

• Have we become afraid to see the truth right in front of us?
• Are we letting others define what’s “spiritual,” while silencing our inner compass?
• Are we willing to seek only the truth—even when it’s uncomfortable?

Because the soul doesn’t want slogans.

It doesn’t want noise.

It wants light.

It wants truth.

And it’s time we honoured that again.

Prometheus, the Nuclear Age, and the Divine Fire: A Spiritual Reflection for Our Times

Ancient Wisdom and the Fire Within

Ancient Greek mythology served many purposes: it helped explain the natural world, offered moral guidance, and shaped cultural identity. Myths gave people a way to understand the origins of the cosmos and the forces of nature—earthquakes, storms, seasons—by linking them to the actions of gods and goddesses. At the same time, these stories offered lessons about virtue, hubris, love, and sacrifice, often told through the lives of heroes, villains, and those in between.

One such myth is that of Prometheus, the Titan who defied Zeus by stealing fire and giving it to humanity. This fire symbolised more than warmth or survival—it stood for divine knowledge, transformation, and the power to create. But this gift came at a price. Prometheus was punished, and humanity was left to grapple with the weight of such power before it was truly ready.

In many ways, we are now living out our own version of that myth.

A New Kind of Fire

With the dawn of the nuclear age during the Second World War, the world split the atom—and with it, crossed a spiritual threshold. We discovered a fire unlike any before. One with the power to illuminate, heal, and transform—but also to annihilate.

The bomb dropped on Hiroshima ended the war, but it also shattered our sense of moral certainty. What followed—the Cold War, the arms race, and decades of global tension—left humanity in a quiet, lingering fear. That fear has never truly left us.

Today, we still live in the shadow of that fire.

A World at a Crossroads

In Gaza, Hamas has used civilians as human shields, creating a brutal moral confusion. Turkey eyes Greece and Cyprus—not with peace in mind, but with hunger for power and energy control. North Korea builds weapons in silence. China asserts dominance not only over trade, but also over the narrative of truth itself.

“Wokeness”—originally meant to awaken compassion—has too often become another tool for silence, manipulation, and division.

We are flooded with information, yet starved for truth. We are witnessing the rise of strongmen, oligarchs, and ideologues—those who seek control over conscience, land, belief, and thought.

It seems the world stands at a spiritual crossroads. One path leads to deeper chaos. The other, to conscious awakening.

The Sacred Fire and Caroline Myss

Caroline Myss teaches that the nuclear age wasn’t just a leap in science—it was a moment of spiritual reckoning. When we split the atom, we inherited a new kind of responsibility. The power we unlocked wasn’t just physical—it was energetic.

Our thoughts, choices, and words now ripple further than ever before.

Like the atom, each soul holds immense energy at its core. Used wisely, it can illuminate cities, heal hearts, and transform lives. Misused, it can devastate. The nuclear age didn’t begin the nightmare—it revealed just how close we’ve always been to misusing divine fire.

We can no longer afford to be unconscious.

Christ, the 72 Angels, and the Light We Carry

In Christian tradition, fire is not stolen—it is given freely by Christ, the Light of the World. His fire does not destroy. It warms, guides, and purifies. It lights our way when the world grows dark.

The 72 Angels, drawn from sacred Judaic-Christian texts, serve under Christ’s authority. Each angel holds a divine frequency, ready to guide us, protect us, and realign us with our spiritual truth. They are guardians of the fire within us.

Where Prometheus brought fire in defiance, Christ brings light in love.

The world may tremble—but we are not powerless.

Tending the Flame Within

While we may not control governments or armies, each of us carries a flame.

That flame is our conscience, our voice, our prayers, our compassion. It is the strength to act with kindness. The courage to speak truth. The humility to pray when we feel powerless.

We are not called to panic—we are called to presence.

The angels are near. Christ is in charge. Our task is to keep our fire clear, humble, and steady. To love when it’s difficult. To speak light into darkness. And to ask for divine help when we are weary.

Angel to Reflect On: Vehuiah

Vehuiah is the first of the 72 Angels—a bearer of courage, transformation, and divine will. When the world feels overwhelming, Vehuiah helps us reconnect to our inner spark and move forward with spiritual authority.

Invocation:
“Vehuiah, angel of divine fire, help me use my energy for good. Guide me to act with courage and wisdom. Let my light reflect the light of Christ.”

A Word from Scripture

“You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden.”
— Matthew 5:14

We are not meant to hide our light. We are meant to shine—so others may find their way, too.

Reflective Question:

What kind of fire are you tending today—one that consumes, or one that heals?