Now it came to pass that a group existed who called themselves fishermen. And there were many fish in the waters all around. In fact the whole area was surrounded by streams and lakes filled with fish of all shapes and sizes. And the fish were hungry. Week after week, month after month and year after year, those who called themselves fishermen met in meetings and talked about their call to fish. They talked too of the abundance of fish and the many ways to catch fish. Year after year they carefully defined what fishing means. They defended fishing as an occupation and declared that fishing is to always be a primary task of fisherman.
These fishermen built large beautiful buildings for local fishing headquarters. Their plea was that everyone should be a fisherman and every fisherman should fish. One thing they didn’t do however – they didn’t fish.
In addition to meeting regularly, they formed committees and open branches everywhere there were fish. Fishermen were voted to the committees to run these organisations. Between themselves they arranged fishermen with vision to speak about fishing, to define fishing, to promote the idea of fishing and to encourage fishing in locations where fish were in abundance both near and far. Staff were hired to run these branches, committees formed. But the staff and committee members did not fish.
Large, elaborate and expensive training centres were built whose original and primary purpose was to teach fisherman how to fish. Over the years courses were offered on the needs of fish, the nature of fish, how to define fish, the psychological reactions of fish and how to approach and feed fish. Those who taught had degrees and diplomas in fishology. But the teachers did not fish. They only taught fishing.
Further, the fisherman built large printing houses to publish fishing guides. Presses were kept busy day and night to produce materials solely devoted to fishing methods, equipment and programmes, to arrange and encourage meetings, to talk about fishing. A speakers bureau was also provided to schedule special speakers on the subject of fishing.
After one stirring meeting on ‘The Necessity of Fishing’, one young fellow left the meeting and went fishing. The next day he reported that he had caught two outstanding fish. He was honoured for his excellent catch and scheduled to visit all the big meetings possible to tell how he did it. So he quit his fishing in order to have time to tell about the experience to the other fishermen. He was also placed on the Fishermens’ General Board as a person having considerable experience.
Now it’s true that many of the fishermen sacrificed and put up with all kinds of difficulties. Some lived near the water and bore the smell of dead fish. They received the ridicule of some who made fun of the their fishermens’ clubs and the fact that they claimed to be fishermen yet never fished. They wondered about those who felt it was of little use to attend and talk about fishing. After all, were they not following the Master who said, ” Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men” (Matthew 4:19)?
Imagine how hurt some were when one day a person suggested that those who didn’t fish were not really fishermen, no matter who they claimed to be and how much they claimed to know.
Is a man a fisherman if year after year he never catches a fish? Am I a medium, if day after day I claim to communicate with the Spirit world yet can show no evidence? That’s where I’m at during this period of my life. I have spoken to the Spirit world in the hope of being heard. I cannot be a true medium if I feel that the Spirit world are not communicating with me loud and clear.
I do not wish to be like many other mediums that loosely claim to be communicating with the Spirit world yet fail to produce unquestionable evidence. I take the role of being a medium as one with responsibilities beyond question. When someone sits in front of me and in their heart they’re hoping, praying and in need of comfort from a loved one passed from this world, I have a duty to be truthful and pure. I do not wish my own judgement or opinions to be the fuel that feeds any conversation.
For any words I relay to a person in my trust to be of meaning, they have to have come from the correct source and without doubt or question. For six months now (at the time of writing this) I, in the capacity as a medium, have not felt a strong connection with the Spirit world. Perhaps, I’ve not made enough effort, or perhaps I’ve become complacent. Either way, I’ve come to a point where without a connection to the Spirit world that I know to be true I cannot be true of my word as a medium.
The opening story to this post, ‘The Fishermen Club’ is my favourite piece of philosophy. When I read it, I recognise where I am as ‘a fisherman’. Am I talking about it, or am I doing it?
My belief is that the only people that can show you the way to go is someone who has gone there first. I have always believed that the only people that can teach me anything are those that inspire me with their work and are where I want to be. In the same light – I cannot teach you, the reader, if I am not doing it myself. Fair warning – read my words with that understanding.
Where is my future as a medium? I don’t know at this time. I do know that when my connection with the Spirit world returns, be it because of me or the actions of the Spirit world, I will diarise it here – Loud And Clear. ♥