My darling beings of light and love! It has been a while. Things have been more than a little chaotic in my world and so for those of you patiently, waiting for a session – thank you! I’m almost there. I can “feel” it.
In the interim, I appreciate all of you sending me healing energy and love. It works! 😊
So, what is this all about? Exactly that – what is it that we send and receive from one another? My story is your story because separation is an illusion. There is a link between us all and if you are reading this then it IS because there is a message here for you as well. I believe if I heal myself then I also heal you – and vice versa.
There is this movement happening. Call it energetic or astrological or any combination of things but, we are being asked to look at ourselves in ways that are not always comfortable. We are being emptied and refilled – erased and redefined. We are growing/evolving, and this requires we stretch, pull, twist, and release. What do they say? “Let go and let God.” “Give it to God.” The good stuff in life requires surrendering – rendering ourselves power-less to the Power-FULL.
I have been quite ill. The flu turned into a sinus infection which turned into an ear infection and despite two rounds of antibiotics and a whole host of natural medicines; the infection has moved into my skull. Wednesday night I came home from the Emergency Room on what doctors said would be my final round of antibiotics or surgery. I went to bed; exhausted and I landed in the middle of one of my lucid dreams. This is the place Creator takes me when I need to do extra work or learn something “more.”
In my dream, I was floating in the beauty of space and there were ribbons wrapped around me. They were wound around my body and weaving in and out of my brain. In this dream state, I immediately knew those ribbons represented the negative words and actions I had allowed to permeate my being and more importantly my mind. I had granted permission in the name of “love” or better said, the desire to be “loved”, to others to place their own self hatred onto me. I had agreed to cord myself to darkness. Who would consciously do that? Why do we do that? Sell our own souls to placate others who are not willing to do their own work? Why do we see ourselves as unworthy? Or accept abuse of any form? Why do we believe there is love in this kind of martyrdom?
In the dream-time, an angel or a guide handed me a big pair shears. I went in fearlessly and cut those cords. I watched those ribbons dance into stars and erupt in the fire of light. I woke up knowing that I will heal and that I too, will move away from energy that does not rise to Love’s standards.
As Rumi said, “I’m in love with soul and wisdom. I’m the enemy of false images.” There are lots books out there and wise people who have written about energy and emotions and how they manifest in our beings. I’m only here to tell you – it’s true.
I recognized the power I had given away in allowing unkind words and energy to take root in my mind. I saw this illness – this infection I have been fighting and later received confirmation that as much as I tried to block these words – this venom that had been spewed at me I had accepted it and now my physical body was impacted. I could not block the words and so my ears tried to. I could not shield my mind from the pain of that emotional abuse and so, I had covered my own skull in an infectious weaving. In the pursuit of love, I had failed to love myself – ENOUGH!
Beautiful people – choose Love. Choose people, places and things that elevate you. In that Love, be willing to look at what you need to do to grow and what you need to surrender to become full-filled.
If we are to love and be loved, then we must first truly see ourselves as worthy of it. We must be ENOUGH and ENOUGH is a two-way street. We must never accept less than what we would offer to another. We must forgive ourselves and each other for our perfect humanness that allows us to evolve through the fragility of life. We will make mistakes but, our Love should be bigger and if it isn’t or it can’t be met with compassion then we must cut away the dis-ease. Our soul is the strong part. It can only be strong if it is rooted in Love – Unconditional Love which is of course, what God/Creator is in any religion or spiritual path.
This Love leads me to my second big lesson this week. My beautiful, three-year-old Siberian Russian kitty, Sheba, grew very ill, very quickly on Thursday evening. I took her to the vet and despite, a hope that she would turn around. She did not. When we came home Thursday evening, she drank a little water. I went upstairs to change. I heard her howling, crying out in a pain that I will carry for a while. When l turned around to look, she collapsed at my feet. She had run up the stairs and each step must have been like a thousand daggers in her little body.
I knew she did that because she needed to be with me. Thinking about that kind of love, humbles me to a depth of my being that only Creator can reach. Sheba and I spent the night on the bathroom floor in our own little communion. In the morning, we said good-bye.
I have a lot of theories about what this was and why – what losing her was all about but, for now, I’ll leave it at Love. She showed me Love and she taught me that we must Love ourselves the way our fur babies love us. There is a holiness to children and animals. We have to offer it too. It might not always be accepted but, the greatest gift we can give IS love and it starts inside. It is our source – our birthright and any thing less is unholy. We are here to remember and be Divine.
I will heal from this physical dis-ease and I will heal and find peace from this grief because I choose to – because I choose to dance freely in the night sky – unbound – untethered – clothed only in Love.
I pray the same for all of you.
Blessings,
Elizabeth
Sweet Sheba
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