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Okay, so my wife and I love to support local charities by purchasing tickets to events, outright donation of time, money, or items, or even buying books from the local library sales.  It’s the last one that has me in a bit of a twist of late.

Last month my wife and I attended the annual book sale at our local library.  It’s a fund raiser where the community gets together and blathers about the silliest of things, all the while filling our arms with novels, history books, manuals, and other wonderful troves which can only be found at the local public library.

After spending the day laughing and having some fun with those around us, we finally checked out, paid for our books, bought a few raffle tickets, and began the trek to the car with both hands weighed down with bags of books.

Upon getting home, we divvied up the stash and never gave the books a second thought; that is until on morning when I needed a new addition to the…  uh…  inner library/reading room/throne room.  (Don’t go there…  you know where I mean.)  I settled on a particular book with a nice burgundy cover and what looked like a square energy vortex on the front.

Picture it: first thing in the morning, this walking dead tromps through the house looking for that first cup of coffee and reading material, with no reading glasses on, and no clue who or where he is.  (Yeah…  Go ahead and laugh…  You know you do the very same thing!!!)  ;)

So there I am becoming rather entranced by this book (I keep a spare pair of reading glasses in the afore mentioned room,) and really getting into it, when I suddenly realize I have no clue who the author is, or what the book is about and proceed to the foreword where I make my discovery.  It is a book “channeled” by this great being from…  gulp…  another world.

“Crap,” thinks I.  “Another moron who has no self worth or concept that they are greater than they think.”  I admit it.  Those were my initial reactions.  And you know what, I stand by them.

The things written in this book were beautiful, melodic, poetic, and written by a brilliant author who has no self esteem or simply doesn’t believe she (or he) can produce those words them self.  Either that or they are simply in this writing thing for the money and have found people will buy anything channeled from space-beings.

I’m really not trying to be disrespectful here, but come on.  First and foremost, the book was nothing but one huge example of perfect plagiarism.  No citations were given for things obviously said by famous people on this world.  There was even a direct quote from Gandhi, but was instead attributed to this spaceman.  More important though is that most of what was in the book was common knowledge.  “You have the greatest power of all, the ability to heal yourself.” is perhaps one of the most famous of all sayings on this world.  One doesn’t have to listen to someone channeling another being from another world.  Open your ears to what is being said on this planet.  Type that one phrase into Google and you come up with 305,000 hits.  (You are right, I didn’t cite the book. I’m not going to in order to protect the author.  If you have a genuine need to know where the quote came from, then contact me with your reason, need, and contact information.)

That author would do well first of all, to cite her (his) references.  When you put something in print, you are saying it’s your own material, and if it really belongs to someone else, you can get into lots of trouble if you don’t properly cite your sources.  Second, she (he) would be better off writing under their own name rather than creating some fictitious person, not even connected with this world, to channel and later publish.

And finally, they really need to seek professional help.  If they really feel they are unable to come up with these sayings themselves and have to create this alter ego to do the work for them, then there is something psychologically wrong there such as in the case of the aforementioned author, but also people like the local spirit shop where the lady there claims to channel the Archangel Michael.  Really?  The field commander of the army of God is going to channel through a person in an occult shop?  I suppose such a thing is possible, but what is wrong with channeling the self?  In just the city I live in, there are twelve people who all claim to channel the Archangel Michael, and not one of them can come up with the same information the other person gave out.  So either Michael keeps contradicting himself, or the people are simply bogus, or at the very least, disingenuous and need something bigger than they are in order to make a living.

Let me give some advice to those of you looking for an Oracle to visit.  Go into the bathroom, look in the mirror and start talking to yourself.  You will get more out of that experience than you will paying someone to channel some being who may or may not exist.  If you are having trouble in your life, then get in line because we all are on some level.  The key is to be stronger than the trouble and to know where to turn in times of need: such as a trusted friend, clergy-person, or counselor.  Don’t waist your money on the charlatans.  Turn inwards and find your answers.

You are your best advisor.

Peace
K