In July 1998 I was on a course run by The Healing Trust exploring spiritual healing having experienced spontaneous phenomena whilst training as an aromatherapist. I had no knowledge of or belief in either Atlantis or Lemuria and was not aware of anyone called Edgar Cayce and the legend of the Hall of Records. I accepted the spiritual side of life but was not religious and I certainly did not regard myself as any sort of priestess. I had no 'past life memories' of anywhere and so Atlantis was not on my radar at all.
This was about to change dramatically. Events that weekend set in motion a chain of intriguing events over the following twelve months.
It all started on the first morning of the course when I walked into the kitchen and stopped in my tracks seeing a pleasantly familiar man leaning back against the units opposite. 'I recognise you from somewhere but I don't know where...' I mused, trying to place his face. He beamed warmly in return, 'Yes, I was a priest in Atlantis!' There's not a lot you can say to that really so I just said 'Oh' and moved on. It took a while (a few years!) for the penny to drop that he meant that we had met before in Atlantis. Enter John Quigley, one of the most kindly and knowledgeable men I know.
Here are extracts from my diary relating the experiences that weekend which eventually led to practice writings and the transcription of the material on this site.