To Believe or not to Believe, that is The Question
- Elizabeth Beckett, author and mystic
- Dec 9
- 5 min read

This blog post is a general response to the negative comments I am getting on social media. Weirdly, only about 2% of feedback to my content is negative, but they all have something to say. When I poke around in their profiles, I find what I expected to find. These days it’s all about freedom of speech so I don’t remove the comments or block the nasties. Let the world know who they are. However, one thing that does shock me are the hatetags. These are hashtags designed purely for the hatred of other people’s beliefs.
I’m going to deviate before I get to the point so I can share a human story with you. I’ve visited the USA twice; two splendid trips, one to Florida for work, and a few years ago I spent five weeks in northern California. From the outside the world is conditioned to understand the red-blue political divide and that it is all too real. Before I landed in California, I held an image of red and blue lego walls everywhere, and tiny people made of blue or red lego pieces. But I had an epic trip and met loads of friendly, warm, kind, encouraging Americans. I left with a paw full of business cards and my trip was filled with curious questions, invitations to lunch, offers of help and support, and getting to know people and their beloved pets better. Curiously there were no red and blue walls.
I felt an abundance of love and warmth from the person who ran the laundrette although I wasn’t entirely sure what gender they were. Clearly a blue lego individual. They had me laughing a lot. I felt extraordinary curiosity, love, warmth, and humor from a conservative group visiting the winelands. I bumped into one of this group at dawn in my pyjamas looking for the wild turkeys in the hotel grounds that had woken us. He asked me, “D’ y’all hunt?” Clearly a red lego person. He was hysterically funny, kind, caring, and willing to laugh at himself for being a conservative on holiday in a blue land.
Some lego people were clearly blues living conservative, religious, quiet lives. Some were new age bigots determined that to have an open mind meant crushing everyone else’s belief systems (??). My experience was not at all what the world has conditioned us to believe about the blue-red legoland divide. Lego people can after all be made of different colored lego pieces. Red torso, blue arms, one red leg, one blue foot…etc.
I work with the spiritual and the metaphysical. I work in the invisible realms and talk to a lot of disincarnate entities all week long. I hang out with highly ascended master beings regularly and am often seen having meetings with some bad asses whose reputations terrify humanity. (Chill, these are electric beings who just seem intimidating.) I know the Lord Melchizedek so well, and have worked with him for so long, that I regularly tell him to “F*ck off.” He is an extortionately persistent overlord, as well as being my boss, and is unable to take No for an answer. Sometimes the F-word is the only thing he understands. Does any of this change my core belief systems, my love of God, or my ability to serve on the side of light? Not at all.
A belief system is just that; a belief. Something we hold on to despite a lack of tangible evidence or proof that it is real. To be an atheist or an agnostic and not to believe in anything at all are in themselves belief systems, and it’s okay. We are not judged for what we believe on the other side. We are judged on who we were in life and how we took ourselves through life. Who are you? How do you treat people? Do you respect all of life including nature? Do you help those in difficult circumstances?
There are as many belief systems as there are souls in our multiverse. Even if you follow the same religion as another, or a similar path, no two souls can have exactly the same beliefs; because no two souls are exactly the same. God doesn’t care what you believe. God cares about authenticity. Are you authentically pious? Do you vigorously believe in science alone? Are you wholly invested in conjuring nature spirits when you dance naked around stone circles? Are you a capitalist too busy working to read dumb articles like this one and counting the seconds until you can check your emails again? No problem, as long as you mean it. Your beliefs need to come from the core of who you are. Beliefs can be fluid and keep changing, updating, and evolving. For some of you they are as fixed as that lovely nosie on your adorable facie.
One more time. You will not be judged on your belief systems in the afterlife. If you have chosen a particular path of consciousness and are tripping yourself up because you are stuck in outdated concepts, you are likely to be gently pulled aside and course corrected. If you are on an accelerated path to consciousness (like me), those lessons will not be so kind. They may be brutal and enduring and constitute what we know as tough love. For souls who are stubbornly stuck in wildly outdated constructs of how the multiverse works, and if it is impeding their growth or the growth of souls around them, or if they are actively harming life and people through their boorish behavior and words, they will be educated. The harder they push back, the sterner these lessons will be. But they will not be judged negatively because of what they believe. They will be judged on how they took those beliefs into the world.
God has never had any intention of rummaging rudely through your mind and soul to sort out the mess that constitutes most of our higher imaginings of the story of everything. God has far better things to do. None of us are entirely right, and none of us are entirely wrong. All of us are right, and all of us are wrong. Deal with it. God, and life, are the eternal paradox. Take solace in the mystery of everchanging sameness.
So tiny lego people. Maybe when nobody is looking you can exchange a blue leg for a red one or even a green? How about some rainbow arms, or a pink and yellow polka-dot head?
To believe or not to believe. Seriously, nothing on the other side of life actually gives a f*ck.





This was a wonderful read. I’m proud to hear your trip to my country was pleasant. I don’t know why, but I got teary eyed. You’re very talented and this entry is an excellent introduction to your character, many thanks.