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Elfreda talks to interesting guests on Webtalk Radio. "Game Changer" is a show about self-exploration that leads to self-empowerment.

This week's interview -- 

Part 1: Atheists make better neighbors! Millions think that without religion, people would run wild in the streets. Not so!
Part 2: Bishop says the Bible is based on Astrology.

Ordained bishop reveals the truth about Astrology and Jesus.

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You can't die for the Life of you!

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The only claim we make is that we do everything in our power to plant that seed of curiosity.

Author: Jay Atkinson

The greatest misconception about our lives is that we die at the end of it. If there is one person alive today who can prove beyond all doubt that death is final, finite, nothing more after life etc. then I'd love to meet that person. Conversely I'd like to meet the person who can prove that life also is not an illusion. Throughout history we have been conditioned to think that death comes to us all in a way that the physical body just dies. Well, I've got news for you. There is only change happening as the body which has housed you during a physical existence breaks down into something completely different. It is a chemical change forced upon the body because the bio rhythms no longer function. But the soul and mind continues. Read the following article to realise the illusion. If death was so finite, then there would be no possibility of reincarnating or multiple existences. And  "The Meadow" would be meaningless because it's all about life which shares the same illusion as death.

You can't die for the Life of you!


In June 1997 I stopped breathing. My cousin, best friend and soulmate, Sandy 'died' unexpectedly, overnight, at the tender age of 41. I wanted to go with her. Ever since we were born six weeks apart to cousins (my mom and hers) we were inseperable. Our frienship grew and flourished and matured over the course of her lifetime and mine, although I felt that for my part of the deal I was shortchanged somewhat... she was the closest I could have been to having a twin, and in fact that was our nickname, so close were we.


I had never lost anyone to death before and now it was like I had been kicked in the gut by several carthorses and there was a gaping, raw hole where there should have been a heart. Sandy and I had travelled to our dream destination in 1996, just six months earlier, and we visited the Grand Canyon. Words cannot describe the breathtaking beauty of this 'hole in the ground', and now it felt as if the Grand Canyon was in my very being.


The days ran away like wild horses, and I mourned and grieved the loss of my beloved girl, missing the stupid way in which we could look at one another, and telepathically know what the other was thinking, and fall into hysterical laughter over the significant raising of her mother's eyebrow, when we'd done something wrong.


Sandy had been the life and soul of every party. Despite the fact that she had a facial disfigurement and was 'disabled' she lived life to the full until her beloved mother and father passed away within 5 years of one another. This left Sandy financially and materially watertight secure, but emotionally bereft and incredibly vulnerable.


To cut to the chase, soon after she passed, I had a dream. Sandy was in a room full of people and she smiled at me, and I tried desperately to go over to her but she kept disappearing and reappearing in some other place I couldn't reach. Then another night, I thought I was dreaming when I woke up and saw her sitting on the end of my bed. The ache in my empty arms was unbearable, but she managed to convey to me that she was around and that she loved me. I fell back to sleep crying, but happy.


Over time, more things happened that made me realise without a shadow of doubt that Sandy had not gone anywhere. In fact, I probably had more communication with her than when she inhabited a body! She let me know, also, that our 'mission' together was to continue and I was to write a book about how our friendship had transcended time and space. I began to write my pain into a kind of diary and then added all the wonderful examples of how Sandy still showed up in my life and then I realised that I had written a book. One evenign, despairing that writer's block had gripped me, plus a sizeable chunk of grief, I threw down the pen and cried, 'I can't do this. I'm no good as a writer. Who the hell will read this stuff anyway?' then I went to bed and cried myself to sleep.


And she came to me again... In my dream, Sandy came into the room and took hold of my hands. I cried and told her that I couldn't do the book anymore and that I felt I was no good as a writer when there were so many good authors out there, bigger and better than I.


She just looked at me with her sparkling blue eyes shining and said, 'but it doesn't have to be a work of art, so long as it is a Work of Heart'.


I woke up shortly after this and realised I had the title of our book, and what is more, I knew for certain that you can't die for the life of you!


Yours in love and light, Jay xoxoxox (and Sandy)



"The Meadow" is an epic love story unlike anything told before. The storyline threads an earthly path through four life times, from ancient Mexica to contemporary Pakistan, and affords the reader glimpses of a place known as "The Meadow" - an inter-life waterhole where souls rest between lives.


This is a story about life and all its complexities. It is about the eternal love of two characters that seem destined to be together but who repeatedly fail to bond due to a nemesis that tracks them from life to life, tearing them apart.


The stage of "The Meadow" includes hate and retribution, international espionage and political deceit, interspersed with the brilliance of an autistic savant, offspring of the female protagonist, who tries to solve the secret and mystery of the eagle in order to save his mother.


The frustrated lovers thus have only one option - to unite in the Meadow - a place they forget all about each time they incarnate into a new life.


This site is dedicated to "The Meadow", a book of more than 600 pages and has yet to be published, but it is also devoted to sharing information about life beyond the trapdoor of death, inviting the reader to question everything, from dogmatic beliefs to the establishment.


There are many related articles here and we hope that there will be something for everyone. We hope to encourage communication and discussion between likeminded individuals willing to share their experiences to further our common goals of advancement into the future whilst learning from each other.

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