Interview with Book Bloggin Princess

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Please accept my deepest thanks and gratitude for creating a little slice of cyber space to be here with you now, at Book Bloggin Princess, I am most honoured that you have allowed this space to be filled with this interview.


As a book bloggin’ and book luvin’ Princess, I’m always curious to find out how authors got the ideas for their books.  How did you come up with the idea for your book?


Spirit came up with the idea for the book, I simply listened and honoured what the voice of the heart requested that I needed to do in order for the book to materialise in form.

It was not long after finishing the third volume of writings that I was sitting up one night at home and what I refer to as the voice of the heart spoke through as a spontaneous impulse feeling asking that I was to make an effort to have the writings published.

That was it, just to make an effort, so with the beautiful help and support of Edwina I honoured and followed what the voice of the heart asked for.

We transferred the writings onto Edwina’s computer in their most basic of forms, and then I searched the internet for any publishing companies that I felt might be open to such writings. I came across two companies (Aurora House Publishing and Barker Deane Publishing) and posted off a printed copy of the writings to each publisher.

It was around a couple of months later when we received an email from Linda, of Aurora House Publishing, saying that she was interested in publishing the writings and that was it.

The process from when I received the feeling impulse to make an effort, to having the book published and released has all happened within a year.  


Can you tell us what your book is about?


The writings contained within The Spirit of Love are the result of the healing journey out of depression, alcohol and drug addictions, and the deep questioning that arose from within it.

It is a reflection and the result of coming into an acceptance of one’s true nature, through an inner-journey that began not long after experiencing a near death experience in 2002, through to completing the writings of volume 3 sometime in late 2015 – early 2016.

The book is the result of this fourteen year or so journey.



Can you give us a short excerpt?



Take me now so that I need never feel again

Screaming inside I keep everything in

Release me now so I may tear this skin from off my shell

For free can I not be from this living hell?


Why are you afraid?

Swept along without giving a moment to stop

Why are you going to the next place you want to be?

What’s wrong with where you are now?

Is the next place going to be any different or better?

Funny how unwilling you have become to look

Can it be that bad inside?

Afraid to feel life no more

Oh, how the voice is clever

Feeding the prey so as not to be hunted.


Staring at you the battle begins

Nightmare’s voice always wins

Fighting so strongly against my will

Oh, the insanity contained in a pill

Within gulp of water’s cup

Battle lost I’ve given up

Slowly the chemicals suffocate my brain

The next few hours surely insane.


How can you label I and in turn yourself?

For labels change as frequently as the weather

I am changeless – eternal

Let your sight not fool you into a world of form

Enjoy thy magic and mystery

Play with it joyfully and compassionately

But see yourself not of it

Are you your job?

Is that the limit of your destiny?

Why do you choose to do what you do?

Is it really you doing it?

Look what the eternal search has brought

A searching with no end to wanting

That which you truly not need.


Stop it, stop it, I hear you scream, the voice constant in its demands of you

But what can be done if broken you have become?

Bound to a meaningless death whilst your feet still walk

Bow to grace as freedom is you just in being

See the butterfly kiss the wind as a graceful dance

What have you become outside yourself?

Smash all mirrors as they do not allow you to see what lies beneath

Seven colours formed of white

Form holds the illusion together not wanting it to be seen

All that allows it to be is what’s in-between

No sense I make, so that your mind can move beyond the hours of 9 till 5

I lie timeless for you.


Is mankind reflecting upon itself?

From and within the boundless nothingness that I Am

Nothing more or less than degrees of variation

Like a leaf throughout the seasons of its cycle

Come within so that I am released from form

And journey from stillness back to stillness

As infinite space and eternal grace dance together in the hands of thy children

Mention not a word of I, nor a thought, nor emotion, invisible I remain

See that star in your eye?

It is your world beneath your world

A diamond in the form of a stone

Belong to silence, cometh to existence through seed of breath, even and pure.


Cannot you feel the spirit within her? Why? Why? Why?

You poison her veins with fluorescent venom

Yet still she gives you soil to grow your food

You shatter her body with each bomb that tears at her skin

Yet still she gives you air to breathe

Your chemical mind soaks away her pure clear blood

Yet still she gives you water to quench greed’s thirst

Great Mother Earth, you inspire me to a love that holds no enemy

Take not a moment more to cleanse your soul from our mistrust

Seeing you create your balance now

A new earth awaits your presence

And yet still you wish to give us abundance’s dance

Your wisdom singing peacefully within thy true self

A self of love, a selfless love

My weeping heart bleeds its last drop into your soil

Take it and send me to my grave with your earthy kiss

For you have earned your rest from the hand of man.


Is thy being too simple for belief?

A simple being of love sets everything free


For whilst thoughts, emotions, content, story and experience is a part of the journey, it is a mere ripple on the surface of the vast depthless ocean of thy being, of which I know nothing.



If you could tell your younger writing self anything, what would that be?


Best not to think of oneself as anything


Let go of the mental idea of trying or aspiring to be a poet/writer/author, it will just get in the way and block the potential of what is possible from within you.

Go inside your heart, feel it, open it up completely to a force greater than yourself, yet it is within yourself, and see what wants to come out, just write, no concern about correct spelling, no concern over correct grammar. Just let the hand start moving and don’t look back at what has been written, keep writing. Anything that wants to come out let it out, forget about what anyone else may think about it.


To that which is said and thought by another about yourself let it be of no concern, for in awareness there exists no others of you.  



What would you say is one of your interesting writing quirks?


I don’t see oneself as a writer/poet/author or anything else when in the moment of writing.



Do you hear from your readers?  What do they say?


If I do hear from a reader, it is usually by coming into face to face contact with them around town. Each reader shares their own perspective and interpretation of the book, which is the book’s way of doing what it is destined to do. People really seem drawn to the front cover artwork and how the book actually feels when it is in their hands.



How many unpublished and half-finished books do you have?


There is one unpublished manuscript sitting at home, it is titled: Awaken – For those who are willing.

Here are a couple of excerpts from it:


Enter thyself from the sound of a butterfly’s wings.

You journeyed here from the realm of death before that human shell appeared before your eyes, did you not?

Then why fear it?

If one does not find peace and love from within oneself, one will spend an entire lifetime discovering that it cannot be found outside of oneself.

The more invested one is with the fortune of one’s inner-nature, the less invested one naturally is with the form of things of the external-nature.

If you are paying someone to find out who you are or want to be, best give them everything you have now then walk away with what’s left of you.



Do you have anything specific that you would like to say to your readers?


No, not really, as when one is content with being one’s true nature one realises that there is nothing that can be said that can alter, effect, or change the nature/perfection of who one already is.


True wisdom is best left unspoken


Instead, I will share the following, there are one hundred and sixty six writings contained within The Spirit of Love, if it was suggested that I was able to share only one of them with the heart of mankind, which one will it be?



So you wish to know and meet the nameless One

Can you be a you that no longer has any of you to hold on to?

Can you be a you that no longer has any existence of you to cling to?

Can you be a you that dissolves any and all parts of you into nothing of you?

Can the you that is no longer a you be of service to a love that holds no name or form of you?

Can the you that is no longer a you be of service to a love that is beyond the comprehension of you?

Live yes to such questions

Then know of me you can and meet me in the stillness of eternity you may


Thank you to Book Bloggin Princess for accepting this interview, thank you to all the readers out there and to everyone for being here on Mother Earth in this moment, love knows the way home.


the spirit of love, known as glen

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