Do you know the relevance of 12th May, and the International Day of awareness for Chronic Immunological and Neurological Diseases?
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Today, 25th April Anzac Day is special for Australians, and New Zealanders – ANZAC, Australian New Zealand Army Corps. Originally the Day was to recognise someone who fought in Gallipoli but in later years came to mean any Australian or New Zealander who fought in the First World War. In time it included any member of the armed services. These days Anzac Day encompasses involvement by men and women in all theatres of war and conflict.
 
This year is the 100th anniversary of commemoration of courage in adversity; of mateship; of over the years embracing those who were once enemies, and realising that the ordinary folk, whatever their culture, their creed, they too suffered at the hands of power.
You may know the story of Gallipoli when on 25th April 1915 slaughter took place starting on a Turkish beach followed by carnage on the cliffs above. The Turkish people were only defending what belonged to them – their land and community, but at the time they were our enemies and a senseless battle with loss of life and living ensued. So why, you ask, do we celebrate this disastrous time? Well it’s not quite like that.
 
It started in 1916 with mates gathering in private remembrance in the early hours of April 25th, the timing of that fateful landing. The 1916 street March, which then became a yearly event, was for the public to acknowledge the bravery and sacrifice that had been and, was still happening with the war waging in Europe. It was only in 1927 when a group of returned men returning at dawn from an Anzac function held the night before came upon an elderly woman laying flowers at the as yet unfinished Sydney Cenotaph. Joining her in this private remembrance, the men later resolved to institute a dawn service the following year. Some 150 people gathered at the Cenotaph in 1928 for a wreath-laying and two minutes’ silence. This is generally regarded as the beginning of organised dawn services in Australia.
 
In 1972 at the height of the Vietnam War and much protest about Australian involvement a question in the media kept coming to the fore – does commemorating Anzac Day glorify war? The short answer is no. The nature of the Day is remembrance and to give thanks to brave people. The marches have changed with the passing of the older generation, and aging or infirmity of a current marcher.  Younger people march either accompanying a family member, or on behalf of deceased family – often wearing a deceased person’s medals on the right chest (left-chest is reserved for a person who earned the medals). Over more recent times, conflicts that Australians have fought in or attended as peacekeepers are starting to be recognised by the Returned Services League of Australia (RSL) and welcomed into the March. Communities who once fought against us or defended their lands and thus called our enemies marched, at first unofficially, however in the last few years they march with the official sanction of the RSL. Actions never forgotten and can’t be undone, but current generations aren’t to blame for those past actions.
 
Aboriginal Diggers served in all of Australia’s main wars since the two Boer Wars and in 2007 Aboriginal people organised a separate march in Redfern Sydney. This became the ‘Coloured Diggers’ March’ recognising Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander veterans’ contributions. This March is in its ninth year. Other Indigenous communities throughout the country also hold their own ceremonies.
Whether participating in the solemness of a local Dawn Service, or at Gallipoli or in France at Villers-Bretonneux, attending the colourful and informative displays of marches through cities and towns, or watching Services and marches on television and live-streamed on the internet Australians embrace the Day. In Australia Anzac Day is considered more of a national day than any other on our calendar.
 
Today at memorials throughout the country, and at Australian commemorations overseas, you will hear the 4th stanza of the poem ‘For the Fallen’ written by Laurence Binyon in the early days of World War One. Known as The Ode I leave you with those words …
 
"They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them."

After ages I have finally designed my new facebook page - suzannenewnhamwriter.
For a while my big question has been - how do I offer a number of areas as diverse as psychic connection and living with chronic pain, an interest in social history and a lifetime of working in mainstream and complementary health? Segmenting into separate areas might be handy if you're looking to itemise into categories, but trying to keep track of multiple communication areas has become complicated and time-consuming.

The answer became simple. Writing has come to the fore over the past couple of years along with my book being published as well as various short stories and a regular magazine column. Therefore, presenting as a writer encompassing various genre seems only natural.

Comments, questions or even suggestions for themes on psychic, spiritual or paranormal phenomena; as well as coping, dealing or living with chronic pain are all appreciated.
 
Blessings
Suzanne

My father, David Sidney Evans, chose an auspicious day in our family to depart this life to the next stage of his journey. He and my mother, Patricia, met on Melbourne Cup Day 1952. Last Tuesday, Melbourne Cup Day 2015, resplendent in suit with his favourite pearl tie pin, trilby and carrying a new gentleman’s cane Pappa was ready to attend a Melbourne Cup luncheon, with Mamma and my sister Joanne, when he succumbed to a massive heart attack.
Pappa has always been a great inspiration to me. To my simple question one day “and when did you do that?” he wrote his life story. That was Pappa – a great storyteller, passionate about life, serious about protocol and a staunch believer in the best in everyone.

He will be sadly missed but forever in my heart.
God bless you Pappa

Photo: 18 Sept 2015 receiving his Order of Australia Medal

Today, 11th July, 3 years ago my book “Ethics of a Psychic Reading” was published. It was a major decision to go public with my opinions and insight into me through my observations and experiences which are dotted throughout the book. I’m glad I had the courage. So many people have commented that it was about time a book was written on ethics and responsibilities. And three years on … every week I still read posts and people tell me about inappropriate readings given; egos going beyond psychic communication and know the information in my book is still needed.

I am heartened to read about support given to a person when confronted with false or suspect readings, as well as the reaffirmation of codes of conduct/ethics by psychics who genuinely respect the connection and communication.

If you do receive a reading, know a psychic or reader of divination tools whether professional or they just do it for fun and it is not of an ethical standard please feel free to suggest they read Ethics of a Psychic Reading.

I am not currently conducting courses, so if you run courses and would like another resource to offer your students please contact me for details.

Help me celebrate “Ethics of a Psychic Reading” anniversary by leaving a comment on Amazon or Balboa Press  – either a general comment on the subject or specific to the book.

Blessings to all
Suzanne