When I was walking to the store, a couple of weeks ago, I had a very impressive experience. Not every person will think the same about this, but I did at that particular moment.
I walked the same pedestrian lane I always walk when I go to the center of town there. But this time I acknowledged my shadow. Was it there before? I believe I would have noticed it when it would have been there. Nothing special you will say, right! But next to the first shadow, a second shadow appeared. Okay, that’s still possible I can hear our readers think. But then the THIRD shadow appeared…
These three shadows stayed with me the entire lane. One ahead of me, one directly beside me and one behind me. I felt connected to my future, my present and my past at the same time. But there was something else to go with that. Something extraordinary…
I felt confronted with what I expected what my life would be, what my life was at that moment and what was in my past. And though I really thought I laid off all the shadows of my past, I could clearly see certain shadows were still there. Three shadows accompanied me during my walk, no matter what light was there or how I turned. It made me think.
I thought about my father, my wonderful Loving father who died 6 years ago April 28th this year. Today as I am writing this blog it would have been his 87th birthday. He lives in my past, present and will be in my future.
My father taught me I could tell anything, no matter what, as long as I would tell it in a Loving and Respectful way. I started talking about what I saw and who I was after I became an adult. First with caution, still feeding Fear instead of Trust.
Nowadays I feel Trust and no Fear while talking or writing about these things. I am one of many high sensitive persons who have access to a source that is the most safe you can imagine. I get my Insights from a place where is no Fear, War, Greed, Dishonesty or any other negative influence. Because I feel Connected to the Light, the source of all.
A song comes up from the band “Muse” while thinking this over. About the influence of The Others on us. About Resistance…the song is called: “Uprising”…
How many times do we keep our silence, in fear what The Others might think of us? How much do we still hide inside ourselves, afraid no one will really understand our deepest thoughts?
As I was young I understood I was different. I was not one of The Others….I was my own owned self, wondering why my parents did not see what I saw; “things” or even “persons” The Others did not seem to see. My parents tried to tell me it was all fantasy or I was having a bad dream, they left the light on and believed it would all pass. But it didn’t.
I talked about it with other kids and got laughed at, so I started to hide it from them. Kept it for myself. Isolated myself and felt a stranger around The Others. They were the ones who were strange to me. 🙂
Knowing why I had come here, not understanding yet why I knew this so young. And totally stunned that the so called Others did not have a clue what I was talking about….
As a child I have thought many times: OMG DO I REALLY have to go to school end learn all kind of things I do not need to “prove” I can remember things? Things I even don’t need? Is it necessary? Why can’t I just do why I am here for? But I got caught up in the stream of life just like The Others. Had to go to school, got my diploma and then studied more, ot stu-died more….I did not like my study at all and quitted. I decided I had been walking the path my parents thought would be good for me too long. It was time to walk my own path. At that time I was 17.
I chose to do it my way. My Inner Voice was with me all the time.
Chosen my parents for the right reasons, though there have been times I doubted this too. Later in life I understood why exactly this family was chosen by me. We could learn from each other.
Because of my childhood I was able to reach several of my goals in this Life, goals of my self chosen destination. A choice I made when I was still in the Light…
I thought of the music of Muse:
It touches me, I recognize so much in this music. High sensitive persons who know it the moment they meet each other. Parents who raise high sensitive children seek help for they do not always understand their own child. I helped lots of parents and children in my office. As well as teachers. Are we really different? Do we want to be treated differently? Of course not and at the same time we want to be be respected for the way we are. We are not the persons who will follow the leader, whoever he or she might be. We start walking when we believe it’s time to start walking. Are we arrogant for that? No, not in my opinion, we are not. We do feel connected to something else than the “ normal” way The Others want us to believe is best for us. We “see” with our Inner eye. We look through people, when we shake hands, we feel their energy and look through their eyes right into their soul. People notice this and make their choice. They do not want to shake hands again and refuse to be around us.
The Hiders among us are afraid of that. They want to keep their inner self to only themselves. The Curious among us eager to learn more about it, feel very interested in” it”. And then last but not least there are the Deniers…people who do not want to believe there is more between Heaven and Earth. Who deteste us and want to warn The Others for us dangerous species; people who tell them you can develop the ability to listen to your Inner Voice. Who tell them about the Light. About the path our souls take after our death. People who tell them death is not the end of this all. The Deniers organize meetings in which they warn The Others for fairy- tale believers. They think we are the dangerous Ones and they believe they can destroy us by making us look ridiculous in public, television shows, on radio or at a congres somewhere. Why? Is it Fear for the Unknown they suspect? The only thing is that even in an audience they expect to be on their side, there will always be high sensitive people amidst them too. High sensitivity can’t be exterminated. Simply because it is the Connection with the Light; the Universe; with God. The Connection we all carry within our soul. Hidden or revealed or recognized. The Light is called differently and all is good. You may call it God, the Universe, or differently. My believe is we all feel the same in the base of it. We feel Connected.
We are born from that source which is pure Love, Acceptance, Peace, Forgiveness, Power and pure Energy…..We are all from the same source, which is the Nirvana, the Holy All of All. We only don’t remember… We are given the ability of Choice, which is the Gift as well as the Curse for many of us. We are all given an Inner Voice, but we can also choose to deny that. The Deniers however can become Believers, it is just what they present themselves to be an opportunity in their lives. Like my father who has been a Disbeliever all of his life. In the end he told me about the Light and that he felt ready to go and stay in the Light. I have been writing about this before. So never say never, Life can give you chances that become changes…
I choose not to judge people. I do have my own opinion in this.
I do not feel Fear but Trust. Something I truly wish all of The Others could experience. Life is so much better with Trust instead of Fear.
Back to track here! Still walking towards the center of town, three shadows on the left,( the Emotional side of the human body). And I understood one thing very clear; I was the one, the only one to say goodbye to the shadows of my past. Shadows that felt as empowered ones, shadows that had captured me, shadows that blocked my path of Life the way I really saw it and wanted to live.
So by the time I arrived at the traffic crossing I connected myself to the Light and prayed while still walking. I asked for Guidance and was given Trust, I asked for an Insight and I received it. I was ready to let go, finally let go of that burden. In just a couple of minutes… I walked towards the crossing and looked at the left. The third shadow left me, I felt liberated. I looked at the left and saw the first shadow disappear as well. Then I crossed the street. Next to me my shadow, the shadow of the present, the shadow to travell with me as my loyal companion. It felt as a literary step forwards on my self chosen path of life, My Life…
Coincidence? That’s up for you to decide.
I believe in Guidance, in signs when you decide you want to receive signs. But most of all I believe I am blessed. Being me, listening to what I feel. Connected to the Light. Living the Life I want to live. A life in which I want to help The Others, without stigmatizing them. (For those people who read this blog for the first time, the term “The Others” comes from the movie with the same title.)
It’s the 13th as I am writing this blog. My father’s birthday, I dreamed about him four times this week. Coincidence? No, not to me. I believe my father connected to me from the Light and showed me things, I remember them. Personal things, I felt very happy with them.
I can imagine you ask yourself: “Is it possible to receive messages in dreams? Messages from departed ones?” I personally totally believe so, yes. Even messages from people we do not personally know. Sometimes I dream about people I do not know at all, or I can dream about other people who are known by many people.
Like Whitney Houston. I believe dreams are the channels which are used by Loved Ones to tell us they are alright. Even people we do not really know. I didn’t know Whitney. Still I dreamed about her last night. I saw her, she wanted to relax before going to this famous party. She took some pills and wanted to take a bath. Then she fell asleep, too deeply…She did not intend to kill herself. She just wanted to relax before the evening began. Then I dreamed about her more. She felt freed, happy in a totally peaceful way. She did not understand why people felt sad while she at the same time felt so wonderfully happy. Why don’t they see me? Why are they sad?
Then I woke up.
Just a dream? Maybe, maybe not. Though we all grief for her not being here anymore, she wants to tell us she is alright, she feels liberated and happy in a way she never experienced on earth ever in her life. But of course that is just my interpretation of a dream that does not really feel like just a dream. Does this mean I am crazy, a lunatic? Don’t think so. I just feel and see things The others do not always see.
Even when the Deniers will laugh about this or even might get angry for writing this down, it’s just a dream..Isn’t it?