Settled – The Gentle Breath Meditation and Serge Benhayon


No matter what I was doing, be it working, reading, walking, swimming, resting, chatting with friends or trying to get to sleep, my body always felt agitated or shaky and my mind would be in a whirl, spinning with constant chatter.

I never felt at rest, there was always a tension and a sense of having to get on with the next thing. That there was more to do, better things to achieve, one more hurdle, goal or milestone to hit and then I could rest, be at ease and achieve a sense of completion. But when I reached that goal there was another and another and another to strive for. My restlessness built and built until my body felt wired and my mind could hold several conversations simultaneously without my being even really involved in them.

I needed coffee to get me going in the morning and then several more to make it through the day. And then to help me sleep a couple of beers or a glass of wine or two or three… but usually the whole bottle. When this wasn’t enough I’d work harder and longer than my colleagues, cycle to work, run or swim at lunch time and go to the gym on my way home. I just could not stop – I was in perpetual motion, spinning out of control. I felt like a Newtonian flywheel; the faster I went the more momentum I gathered so I could just keep going. I was the woman who could defy Newton’s first law of motion: an object at rest stays at rest and an object in motion stays in motion with the same speed and in the same direction unless acted on by an unbalanced force. How ironic, as looking back I was that unbalanced force driving myself faster and harder.

I viewed this way of life as my being ambitious, driven, productive and a bit of a ‘go getter’. At first it was a good thing; it got me through high school and University, from one job to a better one and even to opening my own dental practice. It spurred me to travel, meet new people, try different things and emigrate to start a new life. But I never felt at peace, rested or able to take a break. Nothing helped stem the feeling of being restless and going at a million miles an hour on the inside. I tried long soaks in a hot bath, walks on the beach, yoga, meditation, massage, visualisation techniques, Chi Qong, New Age Music, self-help books, the works… but nothing helped. In fact most of these things made me more uptight, on edge and wound up.

A friend of mine gave me a flyer about a Universal Medicine heart chakra workshop – a whole group was going and would I like to come. Now this wasn’t really my thing, I was cynical about hippy trippy new agey stuff – none of that crap worked in my opinion – but when my friend explained it might help me relax I relented and said I’d give it a go.

I listened to this guy Serge Benhayon talk about some stuff, most of which went over my head and decided when the tea break came I was out of there. I didn’t feel relaxed at all, I needed to bolt, the chatter in my head was full steam ahead and I couldn’t sit still.

I became very aware of how completely unsettled I was and realised that this was how I felt every moment of every day, but here in this room with 50-60 other people I had no way of avoiding what was going on in my body.

Serge explained we were going to do a simple meditation. I closed my eyes and breathed gently through my nose. As I did so, something in me changed, the chatter in my head faded away to a quiet whisper and for the first time since I was a little girl I felt settled.

Settled: “to discontinue moving and come to rest in one place”.

That place of rest, the place where I felt settled was inside me; it had been there all the time, I had simply lost my way.



Life Behind The Mask


I was looking back at my life, reflecting on the person I used to be only a few years ago, when it struck me that I didn’t even recognise myself or know who that person was. It was as if that person living my life was someone impersonating me, putting up a very credible performance that would have even the most astute acting critic well and truly fooled. But why was that? How could it be? – that person obviously was me, but somehow was not the person I recognise as and relate to the me I am today.

I realised that I have hidden myself behind a series of different masks worn to suit each role, act, relationship and mood that I felt would protect me, make me liked, give me confidence and cover up the fact that I was anxious and insecure and out of my depth.

So no wonder when I looked back I couldn’t recognise myself if, for most of my life, I had been presenting a fraudulent version of myself so as to fit in and appear like I had my act together.

I would imagine most people can relate to living this way, hiding behind a mask so that the real you never comes out and doesn’t have to risk rejection or being hurt. We are afraid to speak our truth because we know it might be upsetting to someone else. We pretend to be confident when deep inside we feel insecure and unsure. We speak and act differently around certain people to gain their approval and acceptance. And the irony is that all our relationships and interactions are then founded on a lie lacking in connection, which takes enormous energy to sustain. This keeps us from experiencing fulfilment in relationships or creating the success we’re looking for in life, and we end up living in a state of internal flux. By wearing these masks we can’t possibly be ourself, because we are moulding and calibrating ourselves to be the “person” that others will love, accept and approve of.

When we look to others to give us love and approval, we have lost awareness of our own self-love and self-acceptance. Wearing a mask, or presenting a ‘contrived version’ of ourself to gain approval from others keeps us in a state of internal struggle. And even when we ‘get’ the approval we think we’re looking for, it’s never enough. Because it is only through true self-acceptance and love that we can come into full awareness of our own worth, beauty and power.

We use our masks to hide from the ones we love, the ones who love us and ultimately ourselves… till we no longer know who we truly are.

We live knowing that others do not fully know and understand us and that they never can, because they are ‘out there’ behind their mask, and we are ‘in here’ behind our own.

This perception creates a sense of separation and disconnection between us.

Achieving a true connection with ourselves and each other requires a willingness to unveil ourselves by removing the masks we wear, and fostering the ability to know who we really are without all the charades.

But how do we go about achieving this moment of unveiling, how do we discard the masks?

For me this process began when I attended my first workshop with Universal Medicine where, through some simple exercises, I realised that I could simply breathe gently, connect to myself and feel who I was deep inside, right at the very heart of my being. I was able to feel the essence of who I am. Something that was so natural and innately there, the something I had been missing and searching for my whole life – ME, the true me.

I found I could also connect to this same essence that I had in me, in another. What I experienced is that no matter who I connected to in the exercises, they felt just like me! I realised that behind those external facades and masks we put on, we are in fact all the same.

A few months after this workshop I had my first individual session with Serge Benhayon. I had a whole list of questions to ask him, had calculated how I was going to present myself, and even though by now I had fewer masks, which mask I would be wearing.

However, all that flew straight out the window the second I sat down and Serge looked me in the eyes. What I mean by that is – he really looked at me and saw me for who I was with no judgment, need or pretence of his own – he just sat there totally open and connected to me. I had never met anyone like this before, who simply let me be and connected to the real me with no agenda and no mask of their own. In that moment my mask dissolved and I was left simply as me, totally speechless and humbled, not feeling uncomfortable or exposed, but feeling all of who I was. A most beautiful moment where I felt totally safe and held by love, as if I were a newborn baby wrapped up in the warmth of a swaddling blanket.

How amazing would our lives be if we all stopped wearing our masks, presented our real self and chose to connect to people in this way. Others would then through us experience what I and many others like me have via our interactions with Universal Medicine and Serge Benhayon and the Benhayon family, who are consistently this way with every person they encounter.

To truly connect with ourself and others, I have come to understand that we must be willing to unveil our true selves and let ourselves and others encounter the beauty and joy that is our TRUE SELF, so they in turn can feel this in them.

The process of letting go of my masks is ongoing … it is astounding how many we wear, and the extent of our chameleon-like abilities seems boundless. But the more I am willing to be me and not hide my true self, the easier it becomes, and the more true connections I make with others. If no-one had allowed me to see and feel that the masks that we wear aren’t necessary, I wonder what fake version of myself would be living my life today. These days the only mask I consciously wear is the protective face mask required for my job in the healthcare sector, and it feels incredible knowing that to the best of my ability I am presenting the real me in all that I do.

We are works in progress, and that progress needs to be shown for what it is and not hidden behind some mask – otherwise no one will ever know that life can be different, and that life need not be lived behind the mask.

Connecting with Universal Medicine and Serge Benhayon


During my life, I thought who “I” was, was contained inside my skin. Like most people, I felt I had to protect myself from what was outside. As I aged and matured, I believed that “I” was also my family and my friends and my community. That “I” was defined by the things that I did, the roles that I played, my gender, culture and nationality along with the possessions that I owned. Through the revelations and techniques presented by Serge Benhayon and Universal Medicine, I have been able to open my heart again, reconnecting to me and how I feel inside. I know who I am, that I come from love and that all is one; there is no true separateness.

We have to create separateness; it is not our natural way of being. Whenever I create separateness, I cut myself off from God, from love, from healing and from humanity.

Everyone is a part of “me”. I cannot hate, blame or judge another without damaging myself; conversely, I cannot heal or love myself without that being equally there for others as well. I am more than flesh and blood and because of that, I choose to live in a way that develops that awareness and that love within.

I have realised that there is more to me than meets the eye; that I contain the essence of the Love that I come from. I know it is pretence to consider that I live in an individual bubble, which keeps the world on one side and me on the other, when actually my experience shows me we all live in one big bubble that contains and encompasses all of life in all realms and dimensions.

I choose to live a life of connection and oneness where who I am and what I do – if based on Love – has the capacity to heal. Knowing that by opening my heart this can inspire another to feel their own love. And from there to have the choice to unlock their heart – thus breaking themselves free from the illusion that we are separate beings whose actions and thoughts do not impact on each other – when in fact, the ripples of what we do, say and think, are felt far and wide.

As such, I can feel the enormous responsibility to open my heart and be all that I am so as to live in a way that is not harming of self or others – but rather a way that fosters Love and connection for myself, others, nature and Divinity.



Reincarnation and Serge Benhayon – An Interview with Sandhya Mistry


Sandhya explained her understanding of reincarnation in an interview. “Having grown up in suburbia in the UK as part of a Hindu family, the concept of reincarnation, stories of children being able to recount past lives with an amazing degree of accuracy, and people doing readings or being possessed by entities or spirits is nothing new.

“I recall many occasions where I saw a so-called Aunty become possessed by a ‘deity’ who could give readings about people, perform ‘healings’ and predictions. On another occasion at a family wedding I witnessed my own Father, a very straight-laced, devout Hindu man, become taken over by someone who people recognised by many as a deceased relative. No one questioned it or thought it to be that unusual. My Father has no recollection of this but the video footage that was taken of the occurrence speaks for itself.

“I was raised under the auspices that I had to live a good life otherwise I would come back as something or someone unpleasant in my next life, or that my next life would be harsh and cruel. My understanding of reincarnation was that it was linked to Karma, meaning that your actions in this life would directly determine your next. The process of Rebirth allows you to offset that Karma or complete an unfinished task, fulfil a debt, or undergo sufferings to make amends.

“I was taught that we reincarnate because of the desire to be in a body but after many births we become dissatisfied, so seek higher forms until we realise that the true self is the immortal soul rather than the body. At this point all desires for the pleasure of the World are said to vanish and the person will not be born again, having attained a state of liberation where they would be set free from the wheel of rebirth.”

Reincarnation as the concept that the soul or spirit, after biological death, begins a new life in a new body depending on the moral quality of the previous life’s actions is a central tenet of the Indian religions, including Buddhism, and is a belief that was held by historic figures including Pythagoras, Plato and Socrates, and by pagan religions such as Druidism, Spiritism and Theosophy, and in many tribal societies around the world.

No line of research has conclusively demonstrated the existence of reincarnation – or disproved it. Reincarnation research, a branch of parapsychology, has been lead by psychiatrist Dr Ian Stevenson from the University of Virginia School of Medicine. He investigated many reports of young children who claimed to remember a past life in the finest detail, so much so that it could be linked to the actual life of the person they claimed to be. He conducted more than 2,500 case studies over a period of 40 years and published twelve books on the subject. Sceptics and the scientific community in general consider reincarnation research to be pseudo-scientific and felt that Stevenson’s work fell short of providing proof of reincarnation, nevertheless, they observed that Stevenson had produced a number of studies that were “hard to explain” conventionally.

Reincarnation is at the core of Buddhism and the Dalai Lama himself is claimed to be the reincarnation of the previous thirteen Dalai Lamas and is revered the world over. Yet when others claim that they are reincarnated or can recall a past life or lives, they are ridiculed in our Western society or told reincarnation simply cannot be true despite the fact that many religions and cultures teach it.  The following is an excerpt from the Dalai Lama’s statement on reincarnation (available at

“There are two ways in which someone can take rebirth after death: rebirth under the sway of karma and destructive emotions and rebirth through the power of compassion and prayer. Regarding the first, due to ignorance negative and positive karma are created and their imprints remain on the consciousness. These are reactivated through craving and grasping, propelling us into the next life. We then take rebirth involuntarily in higher or lower realms. This is the way ordinary beings circle incessantly through existence like the turning of a wheel. Even under such circumstances ordinary beings can engage diligently with a positive aspiration in virtuous practices in their day-to-day lives. They familiarise themselves with virtue that at the time of death can be reactivated providing the means for them to take rebirth in a higher realm of existence. On the other hand, superior Bodhisattvas, who have attained the path of seeing, are not reborn through the force of their karma and destructive emotions, but due to the power of their compassion for sentient beings and based on their prayers to benefit others. They are able to choose their place and time of birth as well as their future parents. Such a rebirth, which is solely for the benefit of others, is rebirth through the force of compassion and prayer.”

So basically stated, what is being said in this excerpt is that we come back over and over until we reach a “higher realm” from where we are able to choose to come back for the benefit of others.

“This is essentially no different to what Serge Benhayon and the esoteric wisdom presents”, Sandhya shares with me. “I know there are those who ridicule Serge for hinting that he is the reincarnation of, for example Leonard Da Vinci, but how can we prove or disprove that? Is that he is able to remember and recount details of previous lives different to the children Dr Stevenson studied or the stories and events that I heard or witnessed growing up?”

In science there is no ‘proof’, only evidence for or against proposed theories. There is always enough evidence to satisfy those who are willing to believe and never enough evidence to sway one who is not willing to believe. Despite the popular misconception that science has all the answers, at this present time it is unable to answer the question of whether we reincarnate or not.

Ancient myth and fable, tribal memory, lingering belief among adherents of the great religions and some archaeological discoveries, all testify to ages when reincarnation was a commonly accepted law of life.

So is it possible that reincarnation may exist? Sandhya states, “As reincarnation is so familiar to my upbringing it is not a leap of faith or a stretch of the imagination when someone like Serge Benhayon talks about these topics. However, what the Esoteric presents makes more sense than the version offered by Hinduism.

“Simply put, the way I am today affects how I am tomorrow and thus the way I live this life affects what will be my next. For many it is challenging and hard to accept, however, we are not being asked to accept that reincarnation is true but to be open to it as a possibility, and to consider that we come back over and over under the Law of Karma, which is not a punishment as I was taught as a child, but something that allows us to return to harmony and our natural state or soul.

“With this in mind, it makes sense for me to live in a way whereby I make choices that are responsible, more loving, caring and respectful to myself and to others. These choices include the way I am with myself and my body, my relationships with others, the foods that I eat, how I exercise, when I sleep or rest and all that I do in my daily routine so as to live in a way that ensures a more loving, caring way of being when I return my next life.”

And if reincarnation doesn’t exist?

“Then at least I am living a life that feels honouring of my body and who I am.”

I Had No Religion – The Way of The Livingness Universal Medicine

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When I was a child, other families had or did religion. They went to church on Sunday, wore a cross or had a bible. They belonged to a certain community or had been christened, they believed in God and that Jesus had died for our sins and came to save us. But not my family; we had no religion.

My Dad was raised a Catholic but fell out with God when my grandma died when I was around 4, and from then on he hated the church. My Mom, well she had been raised under the Church of England, but when asked about God she always told me she didn’t really know one way or the other. She too despised church, and when I was around 12 and wanted to go to the local church sermon just to see what it was like, she forbade it.

Both my brother and I were never christened and we only went to church for weddings and funerals. Yes, we celebrated Christmas but we were not religious. I had no religion.

At school, which was apparently non-denominational, we sang hymns in assembly, recited the Lord’s Prayer and listened to gospel stories. I quite liked them and some hymns really resonated with me, whilst others didn’t – so I simply mouthed the words rather than sing, so as not to get into trouble.

From these teachings, I began to view God as something bigger and better than me — something out there, ever watching and ready to reward or punish me. And, if I was a really good girl, if I prayed long and hard enough, He might just might talk to me or send me an angel or messenger, so I knew I was one of the chosen ones.

So, knowing deep inside that God was real but not knowing how to be with Him, I became a very good girl. I would pray long and hard, often bargaining with God in a futile attempt to get Him to contact me, to show me a sign, prove his existence – and yet I still had no religion.

By the time I became a teenager my knowingness of God wavered to an uncertain belief, and then waned to my claiming I didn’t believe at all – after all, I wasn’t even religious.

I found it easier to deny His existence than consider He had deserted me, left me out in the cold, or that I hadn’t been good enough, or prayed properly – and that’s why He never showed Himself to me.

My atheism continued for years. I would ferociously declare that God didn’t exist and religion was merely a crutch used by the weak and feeble to prop them up and excuse their behaviour.

Yet, when I was 20 and I received news that I needed to travel from Leeds to Birmingham because my Dad was seriously ill, I prayed and pleaded with God the whole journey to let him live long enough for me to say goodbye – even though I had no religion.

My Dad had actually died of a sudden heart attack, aged 47, and I never got to say goodbye in the flesh. However, when I visited the chapel of rest I was overcome with the unshakable feeling of my Dad standing next to me with his arm around my shoulder. I felt at peace knowing we didn’t need to say goodbye and that he was OK.

I started to question God’s existence again, so much so that I started to explore the religions. No one religion actually spoke to me and I was surprised to see so many similarities running through them, yet couldn’t fathom why they all seemed to be fighting one another. To me, if God was an all loving being there could be no chosen ones, punishment, judgment, hell or eternal damnation. So once again I had no religion.

That is, up until a few years ago, where I came to understand through attending Universal Medicine workshops and exploring the concept for myself, that God is about love. By allowing myself to feel and connect to God, and know love, I came to understand that organised religion was about reinterpreted scriptures and man-made doctrines which had very little love in them.

When taken back to its earliest definition, the word religion essentially means relationship. A loving relationship with self, nature, others and God.

I realised that if I were in fact from God, then I too was love. And that by being loving with myself, my fellow man and nature, that I was deeply religious. I also understood that each individual’s way of being religious was very personal to them, yet carried a common thread of union, love and equalness: that our religion comes from a way of living that is known inside of us and not from a book or a preacher in a church.

By being able to experience religion in its true sense, I know God as something I feel within and around me. I understand that being religious is a natural way for us all to be.

Now I can say, “yes, I have a religion” – a loving relationship with myself, others, nature and God. My religion is the way I live. It is called The Way of the Livingness.


Cyber-bullying: The Power of Anonymity



Definition of Cyber-Bully (Troll)

Cyber-bullying (Trolling) involves the use of information and communication technologies to support deliberate, repeated and hostile behaviour by an individual or group, that is intended to harm others. Cyber-bullying can be as simple as continuing to send e-mails to someone who has said they want no further contact with the sender, but it may also include threats, sexual remarks, pejorative labels (i.e. hate speech), ganging up on victims by making them the subject of ridicule in forums, and posting false statements as fact aimed at humiliation.

The prospect of cyber-bullying is becoming an ingrained part of the Generation Y online experience. But it is not something confined to children and teenagers, anyone can be targeted – whether it be a high school student, public figure, online blogger, businesses, professionals or any member of a community or society. It can range from a snide comment on a Facebook page, private video footage released online without consent, to hate speak, threats and defamation of character.

However, if you research cyber-bullying online the majority of the information about its implications and effects is aimed at children and schools, and does not address the wider scope of this heinous issue.

The internet allows people to hide behind a veil of anonymity or a false persona which appears to allow them the scope to publish unsubstantiated, false and misleading information and lies.

There are laws in place that supposedly control what can be published on the worldwide web. For example, you can be convicted of ‘trolling’ in the UK – labelled under ‘offensive communications’ – and this can apply to anyone who can then end up in court facing charges of internet slander and libel.

However, these laws are not clear; the victim is left wondering where they turn to for help.  Are we doing enough to limit the damage of cyber-bullying, and to educate people about it, as well as how to cope and deal with it? There needs to be a larger effort made to help ensure no one, no matter their age, gender or race is made to be a victim of a cyber-bully or a cyber-stalker.

The consequences of online abuse can be severe. From knocking a teenager’s self-confidence to professional reputations being damaged, it can have terrible after-effects. It is difficult enough to bring a cyber-bully to justice, but almost impossible when they hide behind fake names and pseudonyms. How do you legally challenge someone when you are unable to prove their identity? On the internet there is no true level of anonymity, unless you delve into systems and circumventors that most of the general public don’t pursue. But because the internet makes it so easy to create a fake profile online and disguise yourself – an exploit used by both children and adults alike, most people feel they are helpless to act.

Lets call cyber-bullying for what it is – it is cowardice! Bullying is bullying whether it is in person or on line: bullying people under the cloak of anonymity is the ultimate form of cowardice. I was raised along the lines of “if you have something to say about me you should have the decency to say it to my face and not behind my back”. There seems to be this complacent attitude that because it is going on in cyberspace that it’s not as significant, harmful or damaging: “after all, it’s only online. I’m not abusing that person to their face”, when actually it is just as poisonous, vitriolic and perhaps more harming as it is out there for many people to see.

Social networking sites do attempt to regulate and stem this tide of abuse, from groups and image captions to wall posts. But it’s not enough. Further legislation needs to be put in place to both protect individuals online, especially when it comes to defamation, and to make it clear that this type of behaviour is reprehensible and will not be tolerated.

When it comes to defamatory comments it is exceedingly challenging to try to have the posts and information removed, for example Blogger Content Policy states: “Here are some examples of content we will not remove unless provided with a court order; personal attacks or alleged defamation”. Allowing this type of policy fuels the power of the cyber-bully. Being able to remain anonymous makes them even more untouchable; how do you get a court order against a pseudonym? The policy makers need to see that this attitude is deeply flawed and it is time to take cyber-bullying seriously. If this behaviour were happening in a school or workplace it simply would not be tolerated… why should it be any different online?

Cyber-bullying and trolling are a growing problem in today’s “connected” world, and does not just happen inside our schools and among our youth. There is an entire new breed of bullies being born every day in the online world, and they are just as harmful as those in our schools; they cause just as much pain and suffering and are just as mean-spirited.

The repercussions of cyber-bullying are far reaching, and the time has come for us to say no to this, it isn’t right. The law needs to change to answer the call of the common man; to protect the innocent, and not the anonymous bullies who think they have the power because no-one knows who they are. But it is up to the common man to speak up and say this will no longer be tolerated in order for policy makers to sit up and take notice. Just because it is not directly happening to you does not mean it is not happening. By saying nothing, could it be that we are being complicit and condoning bullying on a worldwide scale?



A ‘Perfect’ Life  – Revealed by Universal Medicine


Ten years ago I had what I thought was the ‘perfect life’ – it ticked all the boxes and fulfilled all my childhood dreams and ambitions. I had a University education, great job, flash car, big house, swimming pool, beautiful partner, two dogs, loads of friends, a jam packed social life, a fit body and incredible holidays. Not bad for a working class kid from inner city UK. I had become the success I always said I would become…. But under the facade of this successful life was the feeling that something was missing, and the more I had the more I wanted; so I bought CDs, books, food, the newest TV, flash sports gear, gym memberships, games consoles, computers and so on like they were going out of fashion.

Back then if you had asked me “was I successful?” I would have without hesitation said “yes of course, look at what I’ve got”. However, looking back my relationships were shallow and quite dysfunctional – especially the relationship with myself.

I was disconnected from my body, pushing it beyond its limits, relying on caffeine and carbohydrates to get through my day… and falling into bed exhausted after a couple of bottles of beer to help me ‘relax’ and ‘unwind’. But this was no different to the life everyone around me was living, and compared to many of my friends and family I was doing really well – yet my body was telling me otherwise as I was in constant pain and felt anxious or out of my depth most of the time.

One day I stopped and took stock of the life I was living. Slowly I realised that although I seemingly had it all, it actually didn’t feel right as inside I felt unsatisfied and exhausted with trying to keep up the pace of life and the picture of success I was living. “Work hard, play hard, party hard and be hard” was my motto. Was this really the life I wanted?…. where I was cynical, distant, competitive, driven, in pain, anxious, short-tempered and self- centred. A life where I had come to measure my self-worth on the job that I did and the things that I had – and not on the person I was.

What happened to the dreamy-eyed little girl who was full of life, vitality and innocence? Is this what she pictured for herself when she was growing up?

If I could go back and ask her, “when you grow up would you like a big house, fast car, good job? Would you like a partner that loves you for you, respects you and treats you as an equal? Would you like to feel alive and fulfilled?” She would most likely say “yes”.

But if I asked her, “when you grow up would you like a body that hurts all the time? Would you like to be so exhausted that you need food and stimulants to get through the day? Would you like friendships based on common interests, such as competitive sport and drinking alcohol, but that lack true connection on a personal level? Would you like to be successful but still feel there should be more than this?” She is most likely to say “no”.

So why do we accept less for ourselves as adults than the child growing up would wish for? Has our idea of success become so warped that we are prepared to give up on who we are to have it? Perhaps what we were told is a successful life actually isn’t it after all.

I began to question what success meant for me, and how I could go about applying that to my life.

Success for me meant:

  • Relationships based on connection, love and equality where there was openness, honesty and the ability to express freely.
  • To be able to be vital, joyful and full of life.
  • Doing a job I loved and was passionate about.
  • Being able to work in a way that did not exhaust me.
  • Exercising with respect for what my body can handle.
  • Eating foods that are supportive of my body and leave it feeling nourished.
  • Not needing caffeine or alcohol to function.
  • Knowing that everyone is just like me as on the inside we are all essentially the same; and treating people that way.
  • Taking pleasure in simplicity.
  • Feeling satisfied and purposeful.

From here I began making changes in my life, in the way I treated myself and others, along with the way I worked. I changed my diet, cut back on my coffees, started going to bed earlier, drank less and not as often, took time for myself, stopped exercising to extremes. I focussed on the people I worked with rather than only the task at hand. I became more caring and considerate of others and stopped getting so emotionally involved with things that didn’t concern me.

These changes came about from my willingness to be honest and honour my feeling that even though I had on paper what appeared to be a great life, it was a sham if deep down I wasn’t truly happy, lacked vitality, and had achieved it by sacrificing the quality I had when I was a little girl. I didn’t do it all alone as I was inspired by the work of Serge Benhayon and Universal Medicine. I started bringing gentleness into my life and used the gentle breath meditation as a tool to reconnect to myself and feel where my body was at. Gradually, the feeling that I started to build in my body changed my idea of what does and doesn’t constitute success for me. It would have been easy to say ‘no thanks, my life is great’ and ignore that my body and my emotional state were telling me it simply wasn’t so. However, I had reached a point where I could no longer ignore that nagging feeling that there was more to life and more to who I am than the job that I do and the things that I have.

These changes didn’t happen overnight but were and still are a work in progress.

Ironically, because of the choices I have made I would now be considered more successful than ever with my own business, flasher car, bigger house, more income and great relationships. But for me the measure of my success is that ten years on I have a body that is free from pain 95% of the time, I no longer feel anxious or pressured, my relationships with myself, my partner, family and friends are more loving and honest. I feel more able to express myself and say how I feel and am willing to work on myself and any unresolved emotional issues that I have. I sleep well and feel full of energy and do not need caffeine, alcohol and excess food to get through my day. I love my job and have a sense of satisfaction and purpose. I have passion for life and feel just like I did when I was a little girl.

Now to me the definition of success and a life worth living is a life based on love, a life where I know who I am.



Universal Medicine: Cult or True Religion


“…if you believe in it, it is a religion or perhaps ‘the’ religion; and if you do not care one way or another about it, it is a sect; but if you fear and hate it, it is a cult.” Leo Pfeffer.

A humorous quotation, but one that is uncomfortably close to reality in light of the many recent incorrect media reports about Universal Medicine. Cults are claimed to be deceitful; they are claimed to be harmful to their members; they are claimed to be undermining values. Cults are claimed to be just about every bad thing in the book these days. It is often a label that people apply to a group they don’t like or understand; it is a derogatory and highly emotive term that carries numerous connotations. However, labels are ubiquitous in religious argument: cult, sect, apostate, pagan, heretic, antichrist… and so on. Call someone a name and you don’t have to refute their argument – it makes it easy to toss it aside as the workings of a potentially crazed mind rather than something that may be of value, truth and substance.

Why are there two separate words in the English language – cult and religion – that are understood by most to refer to two separate things? Calling new religions ‘cults’ is a very clever scare tactic used by the older religions in order to protect their market share. Christianity sees other religions that do not follow its version of doctrine as cults… so that makes all Buddhists, Hindus, Jews, followers of Islam plus all other religions, and thus a very large proportion of the population, cult members on those grounds.

The Roman Catholic Church for example has been around ever since Constantine. He was a Roman emperor who used Christianity, which was a small cult at the time, as a means to impose his belief systems on the bishops; so he promulgated the council of Nicaea and thereby gained control of the populus.1Now, over 1500 years later, people in Catholic churches today still recite the creed set down by Constantine.

Many people question the Catholic Church and other religions, seeing them as some of the biggest cults in the World today: they are viewed by many as man-made constructs which have the potential to lead millions of people astray. Religion in its current form has become divisive due to its many man-made and dualistic doctrines which continue to divide, separate and cause wars.

For many, unless you are a believer in a faith, there is often no difference between a religion and a cult. Just because there are two words for something does not mean that they refer to two qualitatively different things. When does a bush become a tree? Does it matter where the cut off point is?… both are green and leafy and essentially the same thing. Could the same then be applied for the words religion and cult? What defines one from the other – is it a matter of lineage, age, numbers and acceptability over something more modern with smaller numbers and more innovative or challenging concepts? Many common religious terms lack a generally accepted, single, current definition; this leads to confusion over the meanings of certain religious terms, such as Christian, cult, hell, heaven, occult, Paganism, salvation, Witch, Witchcraft, Universalist, etc. A reader must often look at the context in which the word is used in order to guess at the intent of the writer.

One of the most confusing and dangerous religious terms is “Cult”. The word is derived from the French word “culte” which came from Latin noun “cultus.” The latter is related to the Latin verb “colere” which means “to worship or give reverence to a deity.”2 Thus, in its original meaning, the term “cult” can be applied to any group of religious believers. However, the term has since been assigned new and very different meanings. The original meaning of “cult” remains positive; more recent definitions are neutral, negative, or extremely negative.

Theological usage: The Oxford English Dictionary defined “cult” as:

“worship; reverential homage rendered to a divine being or beings”

“a particular form or system of religious worship; especially in reference to its external rites and ceremonies”

“devotion or homage to a particular person or thing.”

This is the historical meaning of the word, but is rarely today heard outside of religious circles.

Sociological usage:  A small religious group that exists in a state of tension with the predominant religion. Hinduism might be considered a cult in North America3; Christianity might be considered a cult in India.

General religious usage:  A small, recently created, religious organisation which is often headed by a single charismatic leader and viewed as a spiritually innovative group. A cult in this sense may simply be a new religious movement on its way to becoming a denomination. The Christian religion, as it existed in 30 CE, might be considered a cult involving one leader and 12 or 70 devoted disciples as followers.

Negative meanings: Any religious group which deviates from historical Protestant Christian beliefs is seen as a cult. This definition would include mainline and liberal Christian denominations, Islam, Hinduism and all of the other religions of the world. The vast majority of humanity would belong to cults, by this definition.

Very negative meaning: Popular media usage: A cult is considered a small, evil religious group, often with a single charismatic leader, that engages in brainwashing and other mind control techniques.

There are those who provide lists of what cults do which is criminal, antisocial or just bad; be it heretical beliefs, brainwashing, authoritarianism, involvement in political intrigues, financial skulduggery and/or sexual perversion. The problem here is that there is no behaviour found in the so-called ‘cults’ that cannot also be found in mainstream religions and in society in general.

From the above vastly differing and widely ranging definitions it can be seen that one person’s cult can be another’s true religion.

The label ‘cult’ has been used to disparage and sometimes to justify discrimination. No-one is likely to say that they themselves belong to a cult – what makes it a cult is that other people call it a cult. The Chinese have banned Falun Gong as an evil cult, while in England it is accepted as a variation of a qigong spiritual exercise. In Russia one finds the Catholic church described as a cult4; in Catholic Belgium a government report listed many Christian religions like the Quakers as cults,5 or rather, ‘sectes’ – the concept of a cult being reserved in the French language for more acceptable religions.

It is impossible to generalise about the characteristics of so-called cults – every generalisation can be refuted by at least some of their number. If someone holding a different viewpoint, belief or way of life makes them a cult member, then every person on the planet belongs to their own cult. When we allow and accept groups of people with similar ways and ideologies as being labelled “cult”, instead of for example, a spiritual group or new religious movement, the implications are far reaching and even damaging. The members of that group then have to justify and defend their position, way of life, beliefs and all that they represent. Throughout history new religions have been treated with fear and suspicion – they are, after all, challenging the status quo with their new beliefs and practices. Early Christians were thrown to the lions, Cathars were burned at the stake, and Jehovah’s Witnesses were gassed at Auschwitz. Thus one might argue that unpopular religions can be discriminated against with relative ease throughout the world when they are labelled, and thus made into, “cults”.

The label ‘Universal Medicine cult’ has been incorrectly applied by the media to describe an organisation that teaches of deep self-care, gentleness, equality and love. If love is a cult so be it – as stated above, one person’s cult is another’s true religion. And thus for many who have experienced Universal Medicine there is only one cult that is worth something and that is the cult of Love – an equal love for humanity, for self and for God.





Seeking Connection and True Relationships – Universal Medicine


Today we live in the most populated world in history, yet more people than ever feel lonely, detached and separated from society… and even from themselves. How can we, in the midst of all the people we meet every day, sometimes feel so alone?

We frequently live in a way where we see ourselves as separate from others, from nature and from Divinity itself. This sense of separation seems to be an essential part of being human, part of our individuality and personal identity. Yet it is our sense of separation that can cause suffering, especially when we view everything around us as ‘things’ that appear unconnected to us.

It is as if we live in our own personal, separate bubbles designed to preserve our individuality and keep the world at bay. When we view the world as external to us, it is all too easy to forget the wholeness of life.

Most of us recognise that we are physically separate from other people and naturally assume we are also spiritually, psychologically and energetically separate. This gives the illusion that we are our body and that everything beyond that is not a part of us.

But is this really how it is?

If you spend time with a newborn baby it’s hard not to notice the love they radiate, unmeasured and equally shared.

We were all once like this baby; full of love – trusting, open and connected to everyone we met equally.

What changed this for so many of us?

It is as if when growing up the hardships of life, the broken hearts and the disappointments we encounter gradually force us to enclose our love, tenderness and feelings under a thick layer of toughness, defensiveness and/or aloofness.

These ‘coping strategies’ appear to protect the hurt we are feeling – however, at what cost? To deny our vulnerability locks our heart, shutting out our love and the love of others.

Once we commence to shut down we diminish the capacity to rely on our inner feelings, we stop trusting and with that, lose the ability to connect fully with others.
As we withdraw and shut down, our emotional exchanges – our ability to be in touch with our own feelings – become more and more limited; leading to a catch-22 situation where we measure our love, giving more love to those we feel won’t hurt us and less to those we aren’t as comfortable with or as certain of.

It is ironic that by trying to protect ourselves we cut off from others and that this choice ultimately produces our deepest sense of separation, the separation to self. And thus we create for ourselves the illusion that we live disconnected from others, our self, God and our essential nature – Love.

Through the teachings of the Ancient Wisdom presented by Universal Medicine, many people, myself included, have experienced a deeper sense of connection to themselves and other people. Little by little, I have been able let go of the ‘protective’ layer of toughness and start trusting my own inner feelings. In this way I share my love more equally and I feel connected to myself, others, Divinity and my essential nature, which I know to be love. I know there is a oneness to life and that I am not actually separate at all as I can feel my connection to everything in my heart.

In a world where so many are seeking connection and true relationships, I have learnt that this must come first from me choosing to connect to me with a willingness to let my love out and the love of others in.



Is Serge Benhayon The One?


I would like to state that I am not a member or follower of Universal Medicine or Serge Benhayon. I am a person who pays to attend presentations and workshops and I do not and never have called Serge Benhayon “The One”. In fact I call him Serge, after all that is his name; a family man who cares deeply about people and their well-being.

I have known Serge for 10 years and in all that time he has never told me what to do or how to think or offered me advice. I have never ever heard him say or even hint that he or any of the esoteric modalities that are offered can cure cancer, or any other illness or disease for that matter. Under no circumstances have I heard Serge or anyone from Universal Medicine say anything other than that they are pro conventional medicine and that people should seek and do require medical care. And not once have I heard him say not to exercise or make love or encourage anyone to leave their partner or end a relationship.

What I have heard Serge Benhayon talk about is the way he lives and what works for him and from that I have developed my own way of living and things that work for me. Breathing, eating, walking, sleeping, energy levels, daily rhythm. It is simply an application of common sense.

What he has done is bring to our awareness that we (all of us, not just people who attend Universal Medicine presentations) need more love in our lives, that we need to be more self-loving, that we need to care deeply about ourselves and then others, and that society is lacking of nurturing, connection and care for one another. If that makes Universal Medicine a cult or Serge Benhayon a cult leader then so is every doctor, medically trained person and practitioner or lay person who promotes self-care and lifestyles to enhance well-being and caring for one another.

These simply, accessible and practical actions of self-love, care and nurturing are at the core of all Serge Benhayon’s presentations and what I came to realise was that what was being presented were the things I already felt inside and knew for myself but wasn’t choosing to live by.

What Serge has said is that we are all equally “The One”; “The One” that has a choice to make a difference to our own life and perhaps, by way of reflection, to the lives of others. “The One” that is responsible for living our own life, “The One” who is responsible for our own choices and “The One” responsible for our own health. “The One“ that can choose to live a more gentle, loving way with ourselves and be “The One” to let others see that there may be a different more self-loving way to be, not through preaching or teaching but by simply being who we are in our normal everyday lives and interactions.