Butterfly Voyage

Foreword

On 30 May, 2016, at 1.52 am, I woke from a dream and scribbled...

Seventy three lines later I had penned (or rather channelled) a cryptic poem that seemed to contain an urgent message. At that stage I had no idea what it meant, but my intuition told me that all would be revealed if I paid attention to the signs.

In the days that followed, lines from the poem started to materialise and more cryptic poems (or spirit messages as I now call them) were channelled.

Two weeks later, after a s...