francis cameron, oxford, 28 august 2012As I approach my 85th birthday I find myself reviewing the main events of this life with an eye to being ready for the next. There are aspects I brought with me into this world. Others are newly woven into the web. Some of them I would like to carry forward. Then there are books to be balanced and loose ends to be tidied.
I've long been aware that one of the reasons for choosing my 1927 parents was that they were musical. They both sang. My mother was my first piano teacher. Several decades ago, in a different life in a different country, I had set out to become a concert pianist. Circumstances intervened. I never got there. Now, in London, I had a second chance.
I'm also aware I chose the time and place of my birth because both my intended parents were psychic. For the first thirty years of my life my experience of psychic reality was something to cherish. When I became a Catholic I embraced that church's set of rules. My psychic life, I put aside. There it lay dormant until a remarkable sequence of events in my mid-40s released me from the illusions of my earlier days and restored my connection with psychic reality. I continue to explore. My ventures into the Other Side are like a boundless plain with no horizons. The further I go, the more possibilities open up. It's an exciting prospect.
