What we do

Connections With Spirit is owned by Margaret West, a lady of many talents. You can find her website here At Connections with spirit, we offer you training in many different practitioner courses and also many other metaphysical studies. The workshops are designed to not only enlighten you, but also to financially help those she considers are voiceless, with profits from the workshops. Margaret works full time as an alternative Therapist, and this she considers is her income to pay the bills. Profit from the workshops, after paying the facilitators etc, is donated. The prices for our workshops are reasonable and competitive, and we like to think that we give each one our personal touch of beauty and laughter. Cake is always on offer at lunchtimes, as we feel no one should learn without a good slice of cake to fortify them!! We use a few facilitators, who are excellent in their field, but mainly Margaret does all the teaching. So you can be assured that the quality of our courses are always top notch.We also have stalls at the workshops where you can buy beautiful jewellery and Holistic Crystal pendants, which Margaret makes herself. Each pendant is an active crystal that will help with various conditions of the mind, body and spirit.Emma King is Connections with spirit's event manager, events organiser and Personal Assistant to Margaret West. She will be your main port of call for any questions you have or booking details that you may need for any workshops or development circles. Please do add Emma Reiki King and Margaret West to your facebook/twitter friends list to keep up to date with all the workshops and news. We promise not to bother you unless you contact us first for information. Emma's email is connectionswithspiritworkshops(at)hotmail(dot)comWe like to be interactive with students and people, so do feel free to leave any feedback about circles or workshops you have attended. Or just pop by and say hello or ask a question. We will always try to reply promptly.

Friday, 14 January 2011

Losing a child

Nothing can be worse than losing a child. Many people have come to me and ask why? What did I do so wrong that my child had to die? I have no easy answer. I can only tell you what my own guides have told me. They are not 'in charge' of life and death. That is of the physical world. They cry with us when a soul is returned.
No one did anything wrong. Sometimes things happen for no reason that can be explained. I can tell you with open hearted honesty, that any child returned to spirit will live on. No-one ever truly dies. They just disappear from our physical eyes, only to reappear when it is time for you both to be together again.

Last year I posted a poem from Beverley Stuive, in memory of her son Josiah James Alexander Stuive who died soon after birth 27/4/2001. It is so beautiful I thought I'd re-post it.

Heaven's Baby CastleIn a baby's castle just beyond my eye
My baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy

Who am I to wish his back into this world of strife?
No, play on my baby, you have eternal life

When all around is silent and sleep forsakes my eyes
I'll hear his tiny footsteps come running at my side

His little hand caresses me so tenderly and sweet
I'll breathe a little prayer and close my eyes and embrace his in my sleep

Now I have a treasure I rate above all other
I have known true glory - I am still his mother



  1. This is one I'll save. I lost my first baby 4 months into the pregnancy and it was devastating and years later it still hard. I know she's in a good place now.

  2. I've never lost a child, but mt daughter has and the devestation it causes is beyond words.These are words fromthe song 'The Funeral' by Hank Williams snr. Now don't you be weeping for this pretty bit of clay, for the little boy who lived there is done gone and run away.He was doing very finely and he appreciates your love but he's shown our Good Father wanted him in the big house up above.The Lord didn't give you that baby by no hundred thousound miles, He just think you need some sunshine and he lent it for awhile, let you keep and love it till your hearts were bigger grown. And the silver tears your shedding now are just interest on the loan. Just think my poor dear mourners creeping long on sorrows way what a blessed pinic this here baby got today.Your good Fathers and good Mothers crowd this little fellow round in the angels tender garden, his eyes they brightly sparkled and at the pretty things he viewed and a tear came and he said 'I want my parents too', but the angels chief musician teach the little boy a song, says ' if only they be faithfull they'll soon be coming long. So let your hearts with Jesus rest and don't go critisizing the one what knows the best' This is just part of the song, and to my mind very apt, there are more words of comfort but to many to write here.