Artist in Residence


Dear Seamus,

Often through life we feel like we are at the mercy of experiences out of our control. Certainly that has been the case for me. I have felt great pain when I don’t have an understanding or know the meaning as to why something is happening. To think that life is merely a chain of random events and has no true meaning, can bring much despair.

That is why it was to great relief when I began to discover the ideas around being the creator of our own reality. Could it be true that everything we are currently seeing, feeling, hearing and doing, is a physical culmination of all our thoughts up to that point? This information essentially put me back in the driver’s seat, knowing that I could now choose to create something different.

I have come to learn that the mind is merely a tool. A magnificent, amazing, powerful piece of equipment. The only question you need ever ask yourself is, who is running the show? By show I mean YOUR LIFE!

Given that your life is like a movie that you are acting out, who is writing the script? Is it your ego? A mad little dictator, controlling and conducting your every move and your every mood? Or is it an omnipresent, freedom loving sense of joy and possibility?

The ego is just a poor substitute for God. In fact the ego is the embodiment of all of our negative perceptions about God. The ego judges, punishes, blames and defends. The ego tries to convince us that we can have control and especially that we can control others. These things are not of God. The ego has personified God, which is impossible because God is a not a person. God is not a thing. God is an experience.

If you want to check in with how you are creating your reality, the clue will always be in how you feel.

When we feel anxiety, struggle, pressure, depression, we are experiencing life through the filter of the mind driven by the ego. In that state we feel we are separate from God, Source and Eternity. You need only remind yourself that you were never disconnected in the first place. So retreat from that world, from that particular creative reality and go back to yourself. That space within you is HOME.

When you are in the now, you are home. When you feel happiness, you are home. When you feel filled with love, you are home.

Many people have spoken of the experience of having dreams about being naked in public. I know that I have. In those dreams I feel shame and I want to hide. I always feel wrong in some way and like everyone is looking at me in a disapproving manner. I am exposed and vulnerable.

That is the equivalent of how I have felt in the past when I am being the mental projection of who I think I am. I was dictated to by the ego. An idea was formed about who I was. It was a mash-up of multiple messages from many different origins. My family, my religion, my schooling, my society, my peers.

All I yearn to do when I feel like that is to find a safe space, in both the dream and my waking life. That safe space is inside you at all times.

Return to it. Return home.

When you are at home, at your centre, you will stand in trust. When you stand in trust you can walk forward with great confidence into the great and mysterious unknown. Know that this unfathomable and mighty soup of mass consciousness is at all times, dynamic. Ever moving. Always creating. Always giving back to you.

When you are plagued with worry and limited by worldly matters, you will be frozen with fear to the spot. That is when you tend to want to go back, to retrace old steps to see if there is something new there. There is never anything new there. You may feel temporary comfort in the familiarity of what you find but you cannot stay in that place and evolve. It is impossible. How can you lovingly create the future if you will not step forward to meet it?

Understand that you are an outlet for the creative force of this Universe. Know that you are constantly building and constructing your reality. You are fashioning your life, you are painting your own canvas. Not only that but you are adding brushstrokes to a universal composition that every one of us is adding to.

Seamus, choose God over the ego every time. Create your life with expansive consciousness. With God you stand secure in the understanding of your brilliance.

The ego may send you on a wild goose chase, seeking satisfaction and happiness and even your life purpose! The great dichotomy is that you will have the most glorious adventures and find the richest of fortunes in the moment that you go home.

“Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure”

Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist


A Vision of Home

Walter Wick

Dear Seamus,

When you were a young baby I tried to introduce you to books. I would prop you up on my lap and leaf through a little children’s book. You would give me about twenty seconds of your attention before you began to wriggle and whimper. I tried all kinds of books, from Diary of a Wombat to Winnie the Pooh to a six page soft cloth version of The Very Hungry Caterpillar. You were simply not interested.

On a visit to your Grandparents house, Grandma gave you some books to celebrate your first birthday. I explained to her that you had no real interest in books as yet but Grandma insisted on sitting next to your pram and opening up one of the books.

As most children do to their parents, you proved me wrong.

Your eyes lit up as Grandma opened the large hardcover. The pages were thick cardboard and brightly covered. They were filled with animals and objects. You pointed at each image with great excitement and Grandma could hardly keep up as you tried to turn the pages. Grandma was most pleased that it was she that opened the door to your literary fascination. A special moment and memory for you both.

You have now fallen in love with books and mostly they fall into my lap at least once a day. You delight in the shared experience of reading a book.

There are countless books at Nanny’s house too but your favourite is a photographic I Spy style book by Walter Wick. The first time I saw it I picked it up to casually flick through the pages. I found myself half an hour later, still captivated and trying to spot objects in each picture. Alongside each image was a panel containing a list of things to find.

A carriage, a cork, a chicken, three forks.

I would search and search in the picture for the objects. Some of them were easily located but others were harder to find. The chicken might be printed on a ball and the carriage might have been made out of sugared lollies. You needed to think outside of the square, or what was obvious for you. However the most fascinating part was that when you finally found something on the list, it was impossible to un-see it. It made me wonder how I could have possibly missed it the first time. They were there the whole time.

This is reflective of my spiritual endeavours.

Anita Moorjani uses the analogy of using a torch in a warehouse when recalling her near death experience. Your torch focuses on various things with its small focused beam of light. Then the lights in the warehouse get switched on and you suddenly become aware of the countless objects that are there, that you just couldn’t see. Because you couldn’t see them does not mean that they are not there. Even after the light is switched off and the warehouse disappears back into the darkness, you know it is there.

You cannot un-see what you have seen.

I have spent the past six years reading various spiritual texts and rebuilding my belief system. Many times I have felt like the rug had been pulled out from beneath me. Not only that, but that the floorboards had been ripped up and the very foundations of my belief system opened for inspection.

It comes down to the manner and grace in which you allow this to happen.

Do you cling to the old foundations or do you dare to tear it all down and rebuild a new home?
Do you have the faith to renovate because you have seen another house in which you can reside? Or do you stay and merely draw the curtains and bolt the door.
Even as you baton down the hatches in your old home, you cannot un-see what you have seen.

Seamus, allow your spiritual eyes to see into the beyond. Fear not your ever expanding range of vision.
Your true home is within. Your real residence has no need for physical sight, for you dwell in the heart of God.

“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart”. Helen Keller