The challenges of co-writing with a spirit
Introduction
Hi, my name is Melita Harvey and I am the co-author of Blissfully Dead. My fellow-writer is the spirit of a young woman called Janelle, who died by taking her life.
How I Met my Spirit Friend
Janelle and I first ‘met’ in 2010 when a member of her family came to me for a reading. At the time I was living in Western Australia, offering psychic and medium readings from home.
A Request from the Other Side
After this particular reading I overflowed with compassion, feeling the pain of those who believed they had lost their loved ones forever. I said to myself: “I wish I could do more,” and Janelle’s voice answered loud and clear: “Writing my story would help.” So I did.
Nudged onto a Spiritual Path
I was 42 years of age when I came to Australia. As soon as I arrived in Perth, Western Australia, I was nudged onto the spiritual path and then pushed when I failed to take the hint. My psychic abilities were spelled out to me and I started to give readings.
7 Years passed between giving my first reading and starting my journey with Janelle. Another 5 years passed between writing the first page and holding the finished copy of Blissfully Dead.
Tables Turned
When Janelle and I started our journey I didn’t think we had much in common. After all, I loved life and had it sorted. I was the one who had life sussed, she was the one who had lost the plot. Within a year of writing I became ill. As the days turned into weeks, months and even years, the tables turned and accompanying Janelle on her quest to find bliss, became my journey back to health.
My Turn to Find Peace
Once Janelle found her bliss, the stream of information coming from her stopped, and our relationship as we had known it came to an end. It was my turn to find peace in the new situation of writing on my own.
There is no physical nature to this story – no evidence of our communication, other than me and my pen and maybe that’s where the magic lies.
Lifting the Veils
To me it felt like we ventured onward together until we found a common passion that lowered the walls and lifted the veils between us. Janelle’s journey became my journey and the path we travelled enabled us to find the way from the mind to the heart.
The End of Self-Doubt
Eventually Janelle went home and I found peace. Until then, I had a voice in my head that questioned every thought I had. Few things in my life have been as challenging as co-writing a book with a spirit, but the mystery of housing the wisdom to understand its content and the miracle of having been able to express it, has stunned my voice of self-doubt into silence.
Hi, my name is Melita Harvey and I am the co-author of Blissfully Dead. My fellow-writer is the spirit of a young woman called Janelle, who died by taking her life.
How I Met my Spirit Friend
Janelle and I first ‘met’ in 2010 when a member of her family came to me for a reading. At the time I was living in Western Australia, offering psychic and medium readings from home.
A Request from the Other Side
After this particular reading I overflowed with compassion, feeling the pain of those who believed they had lost their loved ones forever. I said to myself: “I wish I could do more,” and Janelle’s voice answered loud and clear: “Writing my story would help.” So I did.
Nudged onto a Spiritual Path
I was 42 years of age when I came to Australia. As soon as I arrived in Perth, Western Australia, I was nudged onto the spiritual path and then pushed when I failed to take the hint. My psychic abilities were spelled out to me and I started to give readings.
7 Years passed between giving my first reading and starting my journey with Janelle. Another 5 years passed between writing the first page and holding the finished copy of Blissfully Dead.
Tables Turned
When Janelle and I started our journey I didn’t think we had much in common. After all, I loved life and had it sorted. I was the one who had life sussed, she was the one who had lost the plot. Within a year of writing I became ill. As the days turned into weeks, months and even years, the tables turned and accompanying Janelle on her quest to find bliss, became my journey back to health.
My Turn to Find Peace
Once Janelle found her bliss, the stream of information coming from her stopped, and our relationship as we had known it came to an end. It was my turn to find peace in the new situation of writing on my own.
There is no physical nature to this story – no evidence of our communication, other than me and my pen and maybe that’s where the magic lies.
Lifting the Veils
To me it felt like we ventured onward together until we found a common passion that lowered the walls and lifted the veils between us. Janelle’s journey became my journey and the path we travelled enabled us to find the way from the mind to the heart.
The End of Self-Doubt
Eventually Janelle went home and I found peace. Until then, I had a voice in my head that questioned every thought I had. Few things in my life have been as challenging as co-writing a book with a spirit, but the mystery of housing the wisdom to understand its content and the miracle of having been able to express it, has stunned my voice of self-doubt into silence.
"Wow! This book was so much more than I could have ever expected. I picked this up at a time where I was feeling very dark and depressed. It couldn't have come at a better time for me. I had some realisations whilst reading this about my own life that really helped me get through to a better place." S. Mejzini
