What It's Like To Be A Twin

People often ask me "What's it like to be a twin?". I tell them it's awesome, which it is, but really, how do I know any different? It's like me asking them "What's it like to not be a twin?".

To some extent I can answer the question. There is nothing I won't do for my twin sister and I want her life to be as brilliant as you can imagine and I want this for always. I've no personal agendas with her, no need for anything in return and there's no competition. Note: this is only true now - you should have seen us when the latest Barbies came out, when we were kids!

For someone on a spiritual path this is rather handy, as ultimately, this is how Soul views us all (no separation). We all come from the same Source, everything we do sends ripples out to the world and has an affect on those around us. So, the aim is to realise this and to work together to raise the vibration, so we all experience a better way of living. The difficulty being that a false sense of duality and our Ego's often get in the way.

I'm not suggesting we all want horrid things to happen to others, but we must admit that we're often indifferent due to the fact that we're too bogged down in our own lives and goals, to help others, unless it's a matter of urgency.

So that's what it's like to be a twin and some of what can be learnt from it.

Now, let me tell you a funny story from Junior school: Me and my sister would swap on the stairs on the way to class and she'd go to my maths class and I'd go to her english class (she liked maths, I liked english). No-one spotted this. I've suffered for this very cunning error of judgement on our parts. Can I add up? Can I heck! That's not why I did so bad at my maths GCSE though, that's another story, for another time, or maybe not...!

In our younger years we were so connected to each other that during a rare fight, I hurt my sister and I felt the pain whilst she was pain-free. Served me right!

Me my twin and I, in a more amicable and pain-free moment

When I gave birth to my son, my sister had pains but managed to sleep, but she woke up at the exact time, that I actually gave birth, early in the morning, right down to the very minute. She just knew.

Over the years when something has upset my sister I've known without being near her or speaking to her. We are very tuned-in to what's happening in each others worlds.

As very small children we spoke to spirits, played with energy and our auras together. We even had our own language, which sadly, we don't remember much of, just that we had it.

In High School when we had to do a 'talk' to the class we did a joint one on what it's like to be a twin. We did an experiment where a member of the class wrote down a number and showed one of us it. The other twin guessed it. We got it right every time. To others this was pretty cool but to us this was normal.

Slightly more grown-up "us". I'll leave you to guess who is who...

The thing is, our greatest teachers are those around us. If you honestly think about someone you don't like and really examine what it is you don't like about them, you will find it is connected to something you either think about yourself or an issue about you, that you haven't dealt with yet. Try it on the quiet and if you're honest, you'll see what I mean. Conversely, if you think about something you admire in another, you'll find it is a quality you have developed quite well in yourself.

We are all mirrors, our souls reflect back at each other things we need to learn, to help us.

We are reflections of what is inside each other

Perhaps the greatest gift I've ever been given is the gift of being a twin and seeing our unity with others, first hand, from day one.

I'm so lucky to have another version of me, that is so obviously another version of me, to learn from. However, I mustn't forget that everyone is just another version of me, experiencing a different reality in the same place. This is true for all of us. Phew! That was a tongue-twister.

Have a bit of fun and think of a celebrity that gets on your nerves, get to the root of why and then compare it openly to yourself. See if you can find the lesson in there. I'm confident you will.

Let's celebrate those around us and what they can teach us, even if they are very irritating!

It goes without saying, this blog post is dedicated to my amazing twin sister, for the lessons she has taught me, for the bossiness that meant I got things done in the early years (when I otherwise wouldn't have), the endless support and love that never goes away and for doing my maths for me! Love you always and forever.

To all my brothers and sisters out there, have a fabulous day.  

Throwback Thursday

#ThrowbackThursday is a popular theme on social network sites such as Twitter, Instagram and Facebook. Normally you tag an old photo of yourself and we all laugh at how silly you look. However, I thought I'd use it to have a think about how things used to be for me not that long ago.

This will be a short and sweet post about last year and my life then, as it was, working in an office. 

The office where I used to work

The way we used to be

Looking back got me thinking about the fantastic colleagues I used to work with and the camaraderie in the office. I wasn't being nostalgic. In fact I'm far happier and healthier now than I ever was back then: instead I was thinking about how well we all worked together toward a goal and what a shame it is that people will often do this in work, but not so often for the greater good of society. 

Back in the good 'ol days we had all worked together for years and years. We were once described as a "one-floor family", which is terribly cheesy but was true. The one-floor family won awards and attracted visitors from all over who wanted in on our 'secret' to success. We'd go through the rigmarole of showing them around and wowing them with our brilliant staff and ideas, but what we evaded to tell them was the real secret - that secret was unity. Unity. That simple. It's amazing what you can do when you drop personal agendas, refuse to pass judgement on another and simply work for the best outcome. 

We all had our strengths and we used these for the greater good of the office.

It might just have been because we were eternally under threat of redundancy or maybe we were the perfect mix of personalities, who knows and who cares? It worked. 

It ended on a high

Eventually the threat of redundancy became a reality and the one-floor family pulled together one last time to find everyone a new job. Normally, you'd expect competition here but it wasn't like that at all. People going for interviews for the same job freely offered tips, advice and support to what should have been their competitor. And you know what? It all worked out beautifully.

It occurs to me that if we can all learn to be more like this in our every day lives, the world would be a better place. 

That's just a thought for my throwbackthursday. 

In the new year I'll be looking for a temporary job and I hope to work with people as special as those I once worked with. 

If you're reading this and you used to work with me, I hate you really. :)

Me looking suitably ridiculous for a Throwback Thursday photo. This was our office fundraising day for Children in Need in 2008. I'm a ladybug, in case you can't tell. 

Past Lives: How the past is an illusion that can affect the future

Let me start by saying that I don't really believe in the past or the future. There is only ever what is happening here, now, in the present. How so? If you think about it, it's all about perception, our perception of what happened in the past is liable to change and therefore it is only ever the same in that present moment. As for the future, well, that hasn't happened until it happens and then that's no longer the future, but actually the present. See what I mean?

Time is a human Ego structure

Add to this that time is a very human Ego constraint, or structure, if you prefer. In the Spirit World there's no such thing as time. Can you imagine a soul with a watch?

This explains why spirits show up any time they like and often completely inconvenient times like the dead of the night, whilst you're in the bath, driving....they also can be heard/felt easier when this dimension goes quiet, but that's another topic for another time.

Why do spirits turn up at special occasions?

That's because your thoughts / intentions (energy) have drawn them there, not because they knew what date or time it was. It is comforting to think they wanted to see us get married, or whatever else we're doing at that time, though.

What is a past life?

At any one 'time' we are experiencing simultaneous multiple realities. Some say this is what causes deja vu, but I think it's actually one side of the brain processing faster than the other side, myself. 

Inside all of us within our energy imprint there's incredible wisdom from all the lessons of 'past' lives. If you knew someone who'd lived hundreds of different lives in many different realities, you'd trust them for advice, wouldn't you? Yet, we find it so hard to trust our intuition and we seek answers outside of us. This is perhaps one of the biggest growth areas, certainly for me and maybe for all?

However, if you flip it on its head and think about all the things that happen to us during these lives, maybe that's where the lack of trust comes from... a fear of how the lesson may present itself.

I wonder if we can put this fear aside and trust our intuition, maybe even tap into the Collective Consciousness for answers, what would our lives look like then?

A revelation about one of my past lives

All around my house are pictures of Geisha, books, screensavers, DVDs...as a child on visiting the World Garden Festival in Liverpool, I would run fastest to the oriental garden. I would be drawn to the oriental tea in the gift shop like other kids were drawn to Lego.

During a meditation class we were guided to access a past life and I was told that I was a Japanese prostitute and longed to be a Geisha, but I wasn't deemed good enough to join the Geisha elite. Contrary to popular belief Geisha are not prostitutes, girls who are not pretty or artistic enough to make it as a Geisha become prostitutes instead. Bingo! That's where my Geisha obsession comes from.

It even goes some way to explaining my karma see here for Blog post on karma and my inferiority complex see here for Blog post re Lower Self/Inferiority Complex

As it sunk in, I also realised that as a child in dance class I thought I wasn't as good as the other girls, despite the fact I wasn't 'bad' at it, at all. Could this 'past' life experience be the key to why? Who knows but it's certainly given me food for thought.

Celebrate life as it happens

Whenever possible celebrate all you have here and now, as this is all you have and who knows what will change in the next moment?

If you can train your thoughts (energy) to perceive everything to be as it should be, you'll find an acceptance that brings about peace like nothing else. I'm still working on it, but I hope to get there one day and I hope you do too.

I'd love to hear your past life stories, so please leave a comment to share yours. I'm always open to discussion and learning from others and welcome comments on the blog.

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