What is a soul

What is a Soul, Anyway?

If a five year old asked what a soul was, what would you say? Would you say it’s the truest, deepest part of us that’s inside and outside us at the same time?

Or that a soul is an eternal part of us that never dies and and links us to the rest of the universe? Perhaps you might say a soul is the sparkle that everyone has and it keeps sparkling even after we die. Sometimes you can see the sparkle with your inside eyes.

One thing’s for sure, we all have a soul

Just as food sustains our physical body, our soul sustains us with warmth from our spiritual home. The times we remember our spiritual home are when the wonders of the world fill us with awe:

* Sharing a sunrise
* Puppies and kittens playing on YouTube
* Gazing into your lover’s eyes.
* Listening to an uplifting song.
* Attending a spiritual church service
* Funky coincidences that feel like more than coincidences.

Then there are times we feel as far from our soul as we are to Mars. A traffic ticket, an argument with someone special, a broken plate. Perhaps there’s a serious illness, someone dies or ends a relationship.

It feels like a piece of the soul is chipped off, and we are reminded we aren’t in charge after all.

Imagine you’re an iceberg.

The tip of the iceberg self is the part above the water that you know. It feels enough to some, and indeed it is. But what of those more curious – who feel the presence of more of their own particular iceberg under the water?
That’s when meditation comes in.


One of the goals of meditation and spiritual growth is to touch our own soul, by sitting quietly. That’s pretty much it, but anyone who practiced meditation knows there’s a lot more. Like the iceberg under the water, we meet the depths of our soul.

The soul is consciousness

The soul is the glue that binds body and spirit. It is our mind and personality, and it’s the part that never dies. As a medium, this is the part I connect to, to bring through those who have passed on with messages of reunion. As a psychic, this is the part I tune into for a psychic reading.

Our soul is a little piece of God.

What? Wild, huh? We are all tiny sparks of the big spark. The source. The creator. Call it what you like. If the word God isn’t your thing, take a word that suits, it won’t really matter because God won’t be offended.


We are part of the big picture and our light can never go out. The body has a shelf life, but we don’t.


what is a soul anyway

What is a Soul, anyway?

Over the last nine years studying evidential mediumship, I’ve practiced the art of sitting in stillness to meet my soul. Sitting quietly, as if in communion, is a time to acknowledge thoughts, emotions, and whatever comes and goes like clouds drifting across the sky. This practice is an essential part of training and it’s called variously, ‘sitting in the power’, or ‘sitting for spirit’.

It’s getting to know my own soul and connecting to the essence of ‘me’, and then, through that, the essence of all.

But sitting still isn’t easy

Which is why so many give up, discouraged by the inner work needed. Inner work is one thing no one can run from. It catches up with us one way or another.

Soul expansion is an integral aspect of training for the psychic and mediumship arts, and there’s no shortcut.

The spirit within must be found, cherished, and healed in order for the greater soul work to happen. We must meet all parts of ourselves the good and not-so-good, and find self love and acceptance.

Perhaps reading this, you’re inspired to have another go at that psychic course that’s gathering space dust on the desktop.

Or pull out a meditation to sit with, or even journal a bit on what comes up around taking the next spiritual step.

Whatever it is, know that this is also part of soul expansion and another tiny step along the path of soul connection.

P.S. If you want to know what Sitting in the Power is, there’s a You Tube Playlist that outlines it really well here.

And an audio to get started with Sitting in the Power called My Shiny Light here.


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Semi fictional story about me

In 1994, I had a midlife crisis, got a boob job and moved to Byron Bay.

Quickly realized there was nothing there but more boob jobs and white furniture, so I escaped faux-spiritual beach culture, went to Peru, and experimented with DMT.

While in Peru, fell in love with a Shaman who was really a plumber from Padstow, but stayed because of attachment issues.

After following a puma from the jungle, I holed up in a Scandi-style Air B’n’B and finally got enlightened.

Parts of this story are true.

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