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I stood next to the gate of the publishing house and wondered about this whole paranormal stuff. I instinctively believed in life after death: angels, spirit communication, levitation et al. I felt familiar with all this psychic jazz and did not easily get surprised with miracles. I mean God is the master showman. He can do anything and everything in the blink of an eye. Of course often mistakes do take place. Politicians, bureaucrats, publishers, marketing executives are good examples, but ...

There are some who want to change the world, people, situation, the government, every darn thing, and then there are some who change their attitude to the situation and in a moment, the demons vanish. I have seen cancer cured, life time of rage disappear, arthritis and ulcers and breathlessness and fatigue vanish, just because the attitude was altered, faith introduced (faith in a Master, God, goodness, virtue, the sunrise, a child's smile...whatever). I have seen miracles take place. When on...

A lot of folks have asked me as to how i got about becoming a channel and i have always maintained that it was a cruel trick played by fate on mankind at large. I was the Executive Editor of a few magazines and one of them was a magazine on alcohol, called 'High Spirits'. One day, due to my so called irrational temperament, I was faced with two options. One was to burn the fancy place down or the other was to hand in my resignation. Not carrying my cigarettes that day and thus having no light...

Often, when I sit down for channeling, and folks ask solutions to extremely complex issues, the guidance that pours through is so simple but yet so true, that it makes me wonder regarding the sanity and wisdom about us; we, the fallen angels, the human race. I mean, we have perfected the art of creating problems for ourselves. We sniff out trouble and then invite the lousy bugger into our lives to be a permanent guest. Just imagine, a trained police anti-narcotic squad dog, trained to sniff o...

I sat down for channeling. He entered. A formal man wearing a formal attitude. His eyes opened wide as he had expected to see an old man, wearing traditional Indian clothes and instead saw a hippie, faded jeans, two day stubble and a bandana that failed to hide his long ruffle hair. I was used to these reactions. In India, spirituality is supposed to be the realm of the ancient or the very conservative. " Uh... are you...uh..." " Ya. Come in. Shut the door please." While he was shutting the d...