I have worked with people of just about every conceivable religion even young teenage Goths. There was quite a stream of them at one time. They were such serious, depressed youngsters my heart went out to them.
Several had blown open the crown energy centre with taking drugs. They had got tuned in to some frightening streams of foreign consciousness.
I didn’t know an easy answer for their problems but I knew the solution was to find a source of purer thought so that they could escape the negative stuff that entwined them.
One Saturday, a chap arrived on a motorbike to “check out” our place. He was dressed in black leather, black helmet, on a huge black motor bike. There was a course running in our big house which was now hosting healers from all over the world.
My husband told him what we were about – colour, light and healing.
“Hell no!” exclaimed the Black Knight, “That’s not for me. I’m working on the Dark Side this weekend.”
And he roared off.
We laughed a long time.
Everyone to their own place. The Dark Side has one too.