Supported We Hang In There!






When times get tough, as they sometimes do, we all need a lifeline, something or someone to help us get through. At present I know a very special lady who is struggling and am sending her lots of prayers and love. Her strength is coming from her family and the many wonderful friends she has made over the years but in the end in the toughest times even more is needed. I have been meeting a lot of people lately who have been doing it tough and it really starts you thinking.

When looking at times when we are alone and no other person can share a path we must walk alone you need a strong inner belief that life is taking you exactly where you are meant to be and that all is unfolding just as it meant to. Then you can settle, find peace and acceptance of the present situation knowing that this too will pass, it is impermanent and as everything does will change.

Often this takes a strong faith!

 “You need a deep well in times of drought!” was how the Dalai Lama put it during his teachings in Melbourne.

This faith doesn’t belong to any culture. He went on to say “If I had been born in Australia I would probably be praying to that nice lady in blue (Meaning Mary the mother of Jesus) His point was that we have different religions because of our birth place, heritage, cultural beliefs and this is not to create barriers between us but to make it easier for us and allow for our differences.

Some find their strength in Christ’s teachings, some in Buddha’s and some in other faiths, the important thing is to find that strength and how to tap into it BEFORE things get tough because then it is easier to hang in and find the inner strength and peace to make the journey easier. 

These tough times often bring amazing blessings! They come to us in many surprising ways but they almost always come to us through the love given out by others. It is a gift we can all give, it costs nothing but a little time to send loving thoughts and in todays tough world we need all the love and compassion that can be given.

If you know someone who is doing it tough and you want to help but don’t know how start by sending them loving thoughts.

If you are doing it tough just open your heart and accept all the love that is being poured out daily by many loving souls who know that everyone has a special unique place in this world and that love unites us all.



Do Pets Go To Heaven?









Will I see my pet’s spirit after they pass on?

This is a question that is often asked, especially when a much loved pet dies.

I am one of many who answer “YES, you will!.”

Many years ago, while trying to work out how it was that I could see spirit and if it was alright to do so, I attended a spiritualist church in Sydney where the medium giving the readings saw spirit so clearly and accurately that everyone was amazed!

She came to one person after another in the group giving her messages from the spirit world and time and time again she would describe a pet that had died years ago.

The lady behind me had a cat. Not just any cat but a cat with a coat that was rough to pat, it had ripples in it she said and it was a ginger colour. Sure enough the lady had that type of cat it was some special pedigreed breed I had never heard of but she had one.

There was a variety of dogs recognised by their owners and then she came to ME!

I lived in a unit at the time but I had a cat Mischa that had died shortly after my mum passed.

Great I thought!

No she didn’t see a cat… she saw a budgie! A blue budgie that I had forgotten all about.

How I forgot him I’ll never know for he caused us so much embarrassment in his day.

His cage at night was right next to the phone. Peter, that was his name, talked so much mum was always saying “Shut up Peter!” then one night when she was on the phone to a friend  he came out with “SHUT UP!” (sorry for swearing) He had dropped the” Peter” .well mum nearly died there and then as she tried to explain who was doing the swearing.

Peter never did use his name after that when he swore and we learned a valuable lesson about talking budgies!

She then saw “Mischa”,  a tabby cat with one distinctive feature, (he only had three legs as he had been attacked by a dog)

the medium said “This cat hated being called TRIPOD!”

Only one person ever called him that, a cousin’s husband and I never forgave him either!

I became a believer in pets going on after death to a spirit world that night.

I don’t know if it’s the same place we go but I think it could be and I truly hope it is. I have shared so much love with so many wonderful pets and am looking forward to being reunited with them.

I am even looking forward to seeing Peter again for I’m sure no one swears in heaven…DO THEY?


























A friend of many, many years has just died and I believe is now with those she loved and missed dearly who had gone before her.
Death is just another step in our journey but it causes so much pain to those who remain that we seldom remember this.
When a young person passes over we grieve for the life they “should have had” but really have no way of knowing what that life would really have been like or what suffering it may have involved or if it would have in fact been a happy one.

Death places a curtain between those we love and us while we are still here but curtains can be made of various materials, some so sheer you can see straight through them.

I know this lady, who had a strong faith in life after death and her Lord, is happy now.
Happier than she has been for many years.
While she will be missed here I know she is just behind the curtain and I will see her again soon.


An Irish Blessing.




May flowers always line your path

and sunshine light the way.

May songbirds serenade you

every step along the way.

May a rainbow run beside you

in a sky that’s always blue

And may happiness fill your heart

each day your  whole life through!

Just for YOU!

… and yes it is possible to have all these gifts everyday of our lives I have seen many do so even in the face of painful deaths from cancer. All it takes is being able to remain in the moment and be a peaceful, joyful, contented observer of our life and  rest in the knowledge that we are here to grow in love and beauty. This is a great challenge but one many people succeed at through practising meditation or praying.  Trials are opportunities. They come and go, so often providing new or deeper connections with the people who support us at  these times. No moment lasts and the sum of them all define us as the unique, beautiful soul that we are. We write our life’s story not just by how we act but by how we react. The energy we give out not only touches those around us but also the greater energy of this world. By sending out loving kindness to all and most importantly by including ourselves, we are creating a new more beautiful world.

Namaste. Enjoy you journey and many blessings. Brita

A Blessing To Hold Tight Forever!


Each day brings new beauty into our lives, sometimes in ways so subtle that we fail to catch it. I have just had the privilege of sharing with a beautiful lady who after many years of marriage was waiting for her husband to pass into the spirit world. She was sharing with me how lucky she was to have such a loving husband and told me that her son had said” I have never seen or experienced anywhere else the tremendous love you two have.” She said his comment embarrassed her a little, as his wife was there, so she pointed out to them that this was because they were too young. “Love grows,” she said ” With time and with greater knowledge of each other, working on respect and increasing wisdom you learn love is deeper than you ever dreamed. It grows to encompass friendship, contentment, true joy and the memories of shared experiences both good and not so good. After many years it is the friendship and knowing you are always there for each other that really matters.” Such wisdom! What a wonderful gift she had given. I do so hope he was able to grasp it tightly with both hands and never let it go. It was a great reminder for me that until ego fades and allows us to find joy in another’s joy we can never hope to experience love deeply. It is in giving we receive. Namaste.

  (I would appreciate if someone can let me know who produced this beautiful poster so I can acknowledge them)

One Path We All Journey.


On Friday night we attended a performance of ” Peace Train” by Darren Coggan in the beautiful old Star Court Theatre. For over two magical hours he unfolded for us the life journey of Yusuf Islam (Cat Stevens). He performed 25 of Cat Stevens most famous songs as we sat in hushed silence and awe not just of his ability but of his search for the true purpose and meaning of his life, here was a man who had sold over 60 million records, had all the fame and riches of stardom , who simply turned his back on everything to seek his true path. For too long he had felt the emptiness of “The Good Life”. When faced with his own mortality through a near death experience he had to find answers. Darren Coggan quoted the famous saying “There are no atheists on a sinking boat” and a murmur of agreement ran through the packed theatre. Cat Stevens born of a Greek Orthodox father and Baptist mother who had been schooled at a Catholic school found his answers, after studying many different religions and philosophical paths, in the Koran. He became a Muslim giving up alcohol, drugs and worldly riches.Today he is a leading philanthropist only performing aid charity, especially those supporting children. He has found his path and can now face death peacefully.
Captain Paul Watson, the founder of “The Sea Shepherd” organisation, travels the world fighting to save the world’s endangered oceans and creatures. His life’s journey has been so different that you would think they shared little in common, that is until you read the final chapter of his biography, where he states:-
“Experience has taught me that the secret to happiness is detachment from material desires, a focus on the desires of the heart and a curious mind, regardless of what people might think.
Happiness is not about what you own, it’s about what’s in your heart, the things you try and what you do to make the world a better place, regardless of how you choose to get involved.
Living outside the material world doesn’t mean lacking material assets. It means not being possessed by the things you possess. It means not being terrified of losing your material assets, if it becomes necessary, and it also means not betraying your integrity, your principles and especially your freedom in order to keep them. It means refraining from making decisions that are motivated by profit. It means making your dreams come true, whatever they may be.” Captain Paul Watson like Yusuf Islam has discovered what we all need to remember, that it doesn’t matter if you’re a lawyer, teacher, actor, prime minister, house wife, journalist or anything else, always put your talents into making our world a better place and ask yourself what the future consequences of your actions will be.
According to the philosophy of the Iroquois Nation: “Never do anything without thinking about the consequences it will have seven generation later”.
If we all follow this path what a different world we will have. Peace will reign, poverty be a thing of the past, all people will be treated equally, with fairness and dignity. Our world will be protected, conserved and cherished and when our time to take our leave we will make that final road in peace, knowing we did our best to make this world a better place.”

A beautiful lady called Ann shared her view of people following different religions, she made the analogy to a diamond ” If you stand  along way back from it you see only one colour but when you get closer you find it has many different and equally different colours. All these different colours are part of the and together make up the brilliant “white Light”

The Dalai Lama said at a teaching I attended that we have different faiths to allow for our differing natures and cultures.

I believe that it really doesn’t matter so much which path you follow, what matters  is to find the path that speaks to your higher self and follow it with the strong determination of reaching the “Divine Source”. If you are truly following your soul path you will be lead to the light. You will understand  that  each and every action counts, none are too small to matter.  Your path won’t be free of suffering, no life is but even in the darkest hours you will have hope, a shinning light which helps illuminate that darkness.

 We each decide when we will begin fulfilling our true purpose and when, if ever, we begin our journey to the light, maybe you have already, if not  I wish you success in finding your true soul  path. It may not appear as impressive or as world changing as Yusuf Islam’s or Captain Paul Watson’s or any of the many other famous people we hear of but fulfilment and true happiness lies at it’s end.

A jigsaw picture of a blue sky is incomplete if even one piece is missing!

 May you enjoy the journey Namaste.



Feeling Truly Supported.
















Today I have the flu. It is a beautiful day. The sun is out, the birds singing and I have been forced to stop and rest.

Sometimes I think we forget to stop and just be. While resting I have looked at the other sites of people who are following mine and I have learnt so much. Among them were true jewels, not selling anything but spreading light, love and wisdom. I have put a couple on my site. The one Hand in Hand inspired my poem above, it brought to mind my family now in spirit and awareness brought them close. There is no real separation, they have just passed through a beautiful door into spirit. I will pass through that doorway, again, just as I did when I was born and the experience I know will be just as wonderful. The process may look a bit rough  ( It usually is and I am constantly  amazed at how strong women are!), but then the smile on the face of a mother,  when she first gazes in love and awe at her baby, says it all.

My husband is also supporting me. The papers are here with a cup of tea  and he is off to buy something for dinner that we don’t need to cook. While my body feels awful, my spirit has never felt better. Many thanks to all both seen and unseen who are making my day!

Such a lovely day even the kangaroos are up and about!

I am loving just sitting watching everyone enjoying life.



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Travellers Pray.

Lord grant me a steady hand, a watchful eye,

that none may suffer harm as I pass by.

You give life, I pray no act of mine

will take away nor mar in any way this gift you give.

Show me how to use this gift to benefit all others and

 not to miss through lack of wit or love of speed the beauty that surrounds .

Protect those who drive with me.

Be with me Lord as I travel along so I may go in Your peace and harmony.

I say this prayer every time I get in my car before I drive off. Yesterday it alerted my guardian angel that once again she was on traffic duty and that I was driving.  Today I am extremely grateful.

My husband and I had gone to the Gold Coast to do some special gift shopping as there are no big department stores  near where we live. On the way home we were on the freeway doing 11o kilometres per hour (the speed limit) when a small blue car flew past us. It was dodging in and out, at one point cutting across all three lanes and it had to be doing 130kph. I had no sooner said to my husband “They’re crazy, an accident waiting to happen!” than they clipped a car and spun out of control. Seven cars were damaged through their thoughtless driving. We would have been involved had we not got out the lift on the wrong level of the car park at the shopping centre and had to walk up a level. Coincidence you may think but there have been two other coincidences in the last three weeks, Guardian Angel working overtime I say! I also add a thank you prayer because while I have no fear of death the thought of being disabled and a burden on my husband is one I don’t like at all, even though he assures me that I would never be a burden and I really do no that no matter what nothing can shake our love for each other. Just another blessing to be thankful for. So many blessings! I am reminded once again of the old hymn  that goes:- Count your blessings, name them one by one……….. count your many blessings and it will surprise you what the Lord has done.

The greatest blessing of all was that no one was killed. Hopefully the young girl driving is counting her blessings and learnt a lesson about the danger of reckless driving.

Am I My Brothers Keeper? Fred Hollows Gives Us The Answer.


This post has been a while coming because it is so close to my heart. I took days to write the first draft assuming everyone would know who Fred Hollows is. Forgot the old saying that to assume makes an ASS out of U and ME! Fortunately a friend looking at my site pointed out that many people reading it are from America and England. Wow! I thought it was amazing, still do. I am new to the net and hadn’t really thought about it being world wide and yes, I still write letters and use snail mail. There is something special about letter I think it may be tactile, you touch the paper and you feel the writers energy. If it’s from a loved one you feel their energy, you connect and it’s almost as if you hug even if it’s years after they have gone. Yes, I love letters but in a different way, in its ability to connect me to the world I am starting to love sharing through this new (to me) medium. So I have started this post again and this time I will try to explain just why Fred Hollows is known so widely in Australia and why he is so loved and admired.

The label most commonly given to Fred Hollows is, “famous eye-doctor.” It is definitely a most appropriate label, but he was so much more. He achieved so much more in his lifetime, that label just seems so inadequate. I first became aware of Fred Hollows some years ago when I was preparing to be married. I had never been married before but I had a fully furnished home and everything I needed. My husband to be also had his own place with everything he needed. When we announced that we were getting married our friends immediately started giving us engagement presents, beautiful gifts that I still treasure and use. The love that they showered on us was amazing and I still feel overwhelmed and blessed to have these beautiful people as friends, but there was a problem: we already had too much, we didn’t need anymore. People suggested we ask for money and use it to pay for the honeymoon. It just didn’t feel right for us. What to do? At first we had no idea, then out of the blue we thought of the practice my husband to be had started with his grandchildren. Each Christmas he would give each of them an amount of money to go shopping with. He would then take them shopping to buy whatever they wanted. After shopping and a lunch out they came home and went online to find a charity they liked and he gave them an equal amount to donate to their chosen charity. Great fun was had doing this with the older children sometimes urging the younger to pool their money. This seldom worked as the youngest loved animals and always wanted to buy pigs or goats with her money. His hope in doing this was to nurture their compassion and develop an awareness of the benefit of giving as against receiving things that were by their very nature impermanent. (Buddhist teachings have had a huge influence on him.)  The grand children all have great parents, who have also focused on their becoming caring, unselfish adults and now we all wait hopefully, as they now begin their life’s journey. Sorry, I digress back to Fred Hollows.

We decided we would ask our friends to donate to charity rather than buy wedding gifts. We went online and found that the Fred Hollows Foundation could restore a blind person’s sight for $25 Australian. That was it! We contacted them and they sent us beautiful envelopes that we sent out with the wedding invitations. We had 110 friends invited to our special day (the invitation list whittled down from 374 as the venue only catered for 100…getting married later in life is not easy!) and to know that so many people received the gift of sight because of our love being consummated still fills us with a joy that no other gift could ever bring.

After the wedding the Fred Hollows Foundation sent us a letter of thanks and a list of those who had donated. We had no idea up till then of how many people were helped, we were amazed! We had simply placed a wishing well near the entrance for guests to put their envelopes in. Many guests had flown in from interstate, one from as far as Tasmania, or travelled long distances to reach the Northern Rivers where we live and they all needed to pay for accommodation, food etc. Knowing this we thought some might not be able to find the extra to give. Their generosity amazed us, most of our friends are far from rich and it was wonderful to see that almost all had not only donated the suggested $25 but gave extra. I am sure it gave them as much joy as it did us. The Foundation also sent us a beautiful book on Fred’s life. It was this that really opened our eyes to how much difference one person can make to the lives of others in this world.

There is a link to the Fred Hollows Foundation on the side widget and if you can spare $25 Australian you too can experience the joy of knowing someone can not only see the beauty of this world again but also have an easier life with far greater opportunities.

It was while reading the book on Fred’s life that I became fascinated by him as a man. Fred spent his life for others. What motivated Fred to put so much back into life? He was quoted as saying, before he died of cancer in1993 “I hope I have given more to life than I have taken…” He certainly had!

I discovered it wasn’t Fred’s deep faith in Jesus and his saving power, for although Fred was raised by parents who were staunch members of the Church of Christ; Fred became an agnostic. While he was studying for the ministry at the University of Dunedin in New Zealand the crunch it seems finally came.  He was serving as an aide at a mental hospital and he saw how patiently a group of untrained men were caring for those in the ward These men were not religious, yet they showed extraordinary kindness.  I read that “Fred’s upbringing had up till that point led him to think of life outside the Church as miserable, joyless and a sure road to damnation.” Observing these men changed Fred forever. They had no way of knowing how their kindness to others would change not just one mans life but through him the lives of thousands of others. Fred stopped studying to become a minister before he graduated and no longer professed himself a Christian. How he must have struggled in making this decision. How common this story is of people losing their faith, good, intelligent, caring people. A great sadness of our great religions: that their most publicly fervent supporters are often the fundamentalists hijacking a life-affirming sense of openness. Often these people are going against the very tenets of the religion itself in a blind fear of “the other”, tenets of tolerance, forgiveness, compassion and in the case of Christianity brotherly love. We are all our brothers’ keepers in that we influence each person whose path we cross, for good or bad, to do so blindly, without a natural sense of openness and empathy is unwise. Wisdom flourishes by withholding judgement. Jesus himself told us to “judge not less you be judged” Judgement is the enemy of openness. Judgement is learnt. When you find you have been taught one untruth it is easy to question all you have been taught by that teacher, it is little wonder so many give up on religion. It’s O.K. to say you don’t know, you’re unsure: perhaps preferable.

H e changed courses, from divinity to medicine and after graduating did post- graduate work in ophthalmology in the U.K. He then gained valuable experience in Wales before accepting in 1965 a professorship at the University of New South Wales in Sydney, Australia. He become head of the Ophthalmology Department of the near by Prince of Wales Hospital. Once again his life’s experience was to change his path. Here he met his first aboriginal eye-patients who had been sent to him by the Gurindji tribe in the Northern Territory.

This encounter was to set Fred on a course that he could never have envisaged. Up until then, he had read a bit about the plight of Aborigines but hadn’t taken much of it in. When the Gurindji committee invited him to go back with two patients to the Territory, Fred jumped at the chance and took a couple of other doctors with him. What he discovered on examining the Aboriginal stockmen of Watti Creek shocked him- eye diseases of a kind and degree that hadn’t been seen in western society for generations.

The next day he saw all the women and the day after that, all the children. Ten years and many medical surveys later, he had ticked all the boxes for the government and finally Fred was to head the two year National Trachoma and Eye Health Programme, which called on 80 eye surgeons to donate their services and several teams of full-time workers to provide eye care for 465 Aboriginal communities..

Fred refused an honorary Order of Australia during the programme (he was still a New Zealander at this stage), as a protest against the pitiful state of aboriginal health generally. Because of his outspokenness and his eagerness to help leaders in the aboriginal communities to do something about it, there were by the time the time of his death over 60 aboriginal health services in Australia, run mainly by Aboriginal people. We have one in Casino the nearest town to our home. It is wonderful and is making great improvements in the health of the many Aboriginal people living in the communities around this area. There is still a long way to go, Aboriginal people today still live far shorter lives and make up a larger percentage of the people with some chronic health issues, such as heart disease and diabetes, but at least now some positive change seems to be taking place. Thanks to Fred and those like him who give tirelessly to help others.

Fred’s eye-health crusade also took him to Third World countries. His most significant work overseas was done in Nepal and Eritrea.   The Nepal Eye Program consists of Australian- sponsored eye-camps all over the country, where well-trained local people perform excellent surgery. Another important contribution That Fred has made to these countries, one which will bear fruit for many years to come, is the establishment of locally based intra-ocular lens (IOL) factories. These greatly reduce the cost of lenses and make them affordable for those who are relatively poor. On his third visit to Eritrea, Fred developed and trained “barefoot doctors” who perform cataract extractions and lens implants- an operation that takes just 20 minutes and requires very little space and equipment. This program enables countless people to see again that would otherwise never had access to a fully trained doctor. Fred saw solutions not difficulties. No eye- doctors, simple train someone to do the procedure. What a different world it would be if we had more like Fred.

Fred had no patience with bureaucracies and avoided dealing with them wherever possible. Even Prime Ministers were not spared his wrath if he felt they were not doing enough to relieve the plight of the most needy. He received a number of national awards and honorary degrees for his humanitarian work but his greatest joy came from looking into the now seeing eyes of a fellow human being. Fred died after a long battle with cancer in1993 and is buried in the outback town of Bourke, where he conducted one of his first aboriginal eye-health projects. He is survived by his wife Gabi, his five children to her and an older family from an earlier marriage.

It seems Fred’s only sense of eternity was his belief that the quest for human liberation would go on in succeeding generations. Not afraid to say “I don’t know”, he said when asked about there being life after death, that he was not a bit sure. Nothing he did then was motivated by the though of reward in the hereafter. What appears to me to be the value that most drove his life was the equality between all people. This was the value he upheld strongly throughout his life, neither money nor where people lived was important to him. Fred Hollows didn’t call himself a Christian but he certainly lived the life that Christians aspire to.

He didn’t call himself anything; he was a man of action not labels and titles. He was simply Fred Hollows, human being. We know him today as many things but most of all we know him as being an expansive human being who questioned why things couldn’t be better and then setting out to make them better. Too big to be pigeon holed and put aside in a soon to be forgotten box,  Fred Hollows lives on, still changing the world for the better.

Before he died, Fred Hollows-dedicated eye-doctor, sometime larrikin, social activist and loving husband and father- said he hoped that he had given more to life than he had taken. This hope was one expressed in a piece of verse by the American poet, Ralph Waldo Emerson. These lines of the poem hung on Fred’s office wall and you would think they were written with him in mind.

To laugh often and much,

To win the respect of intelligent people,

And the affection of children,

To earn the appreciation of honest critic

And to endure the betrayal of false friends,

To appreciate beauty,

To find the best in others,

To leave the world a bit better,

Whether by a healthy child, a garden patch

Or a redeemed social condition,

To know even one life has breathed easier

Because you lived,

This is to have succeeded.


Never having had the privilege of meeting Fred Hollow I will never know for sure what drove him to be the extraordinary human being he was, but around me in country Australia, I see a few others who like him give their lives to the service of others. They battle the odds and try to make a difference. One man, Darcy Goodwin started a soup bus taking food to those in need. He has passed on but his work continues. A local doctor, Chris Ingall pushed for a Cancer facility in near by Lismore. He travelled miles talking to people about the suffering of those who had to travel many up to 5 hours a day, day after day to get radiotherapy treatment. He inspired people to do something. So tired, with bags under his eyes that aged him ten years, he sat through endless after work meetings. At first the authorities said he was grandstanding but as people became aware of the unnecessary added suffering of people with cancer they petitioned government in the tens of thousands and today Lismore has an amazing state of the art Cancer Care Unit. Others, inspired rose up, fundraised and shamed the government into providing units to house the patients so they didn’t have to travel long distances for weeks, day after day, while so sick. Still others started a transport service for those close by but too sick to drive. People stepped up, one by one inspired by others. Together they made a huge difference to the suffering of people around them and their families. Few can manage to change the world on the scale that Fred but they weren’t trying to change the world they were just trying to make their little bit of it a more caring, equitable place and that was after all what Fred did. He started with what he saw around him, looked at it and worked out what he could do to make it better. Like him they are doing their bit, making life better for others one act at a time. The verse by R.W Emerson seems to be their mantra as well.

What a different world we would have if we all stepped in and did our bit. So many possibilities, as it says in the words of a famous song “from little things, big things grow”

So much to change! But if we have the will…Fred’s will anything is possible!

Perhaps we all need that poem on our wall!