We are complex beings! We still hold attachments to ancient memories – and we allow those past insecurities and fears to shape the way we see life.
We still react to the past (which is gone and complete) as if it were speaking to us today.
Of course, we don’t always feel bound to these past emotional wounds, but “sometimes” is still more times than I would like.
I often find myself in a doorway of emotional candor when my soul is yearning to bring attention to a “lost” aspect of myself. Perhaps I forgot how wise I am, how blessed I am, or how supported I am.
My soul always knows how to guide me home to my greatest truth. Even when shedding light upon the parts of Me that feel alone is the best way to do that.
I sense deeper emotions rising this week. They're not being triggered by any challenges in my immediate world, so I'm placing my focus deep within.
I pierce through the veils of time and space, to call out to that aspects of Me that wish to come home. So, I journey into the Akasha (where all sacred memories are stored) to ask for guidance.
With divine sight, I sense an aspect of my own spirit cloaked in the darkness of doubt and fear. This part of Me has felt alone for far too long. She has allowed the fog of disempowerment and self-doubt to blind her.
She hears me as I call to her, but she can not see through the shadows that have entertained her for so long.
I encourage her to breathe deeply so that she may shatter the illusions that hold her back from seeing clearly. It's time to trust her own inner knowing to guide her way through.
Through telepathic communication, she now shows me her story.
She had once waited and waited for another to honor their vows and commitments. She showed me all the promises that were passionately conveyed. She believes in them so intently, that she could not bear to consider they were false or misleading.
She has created excuses for why all is not yet in place, ignoring the facts that are so evident and plain.
I see the greater truth! I see that her own fear of seeing clearly has called the fog in. It is a fog of her own making. One that allows her to stay in false hope and illusion.
These illusions allow her to remain bound to her own promises of love and the idyllic future she had created in her head.
It is not his promises that keep her bound, it is her own.
She believes in her visions of what can be. She sees her own happiness and is unwilling to let go.
With divine presence and all guardians of Light who love her so, I gently remind her:
What you hold onto now, isn’t real, my dear. It’s not inspiring your soul to be in joy and love! It is allowing you to feel lost and alone.
Is this comfortable for you? Is it enough?
For you have allowed yourself to believe that it's possible to lose yourself in loving another—but that can never be. True love is inspiring and uplifting. It brings miracles, blessings, and healing to all.
The hope you hold for your future is strong when you first have confidence in who you are.
You are the masterful creator of all you choose.
I sense her standing a bit taller, wanting to believe all we share with her now. I continue to speak to this ancient aspect of Me:
Take my hand. Feel my love. Recognize that you and I breathe together as one.
Dear One, I miss you. Will you come home?
She looks back, at the shadows that have kept her company. She searches for a sense of belonging in their midst, but no longer does she find comfort.
She has freed herself.
And as she comes into this acknowledgment, every shadow begins to swiftly fade. For they hold no more purpose. They have nothing and no one to entertain.
As she stands in her power, thoughts of "guilt and shame for losing herself" began to move through—but she confidently stilled those thoughts. She knew there was no place for "guilt and shame" on the journey home.
She had mastered her own thoughts.
And that's when she (as a wiser aspect of myself now) reminded Me that all the old stories that no longer resonate are fully transformed. When I no longer identify with them, they gracefully return to Source.
In staying true to my Self, I am always home.
That precious aspect of Me needed to be acknowledged and loved so that I might accept myself wholly.
Literally! I welcomed that insecure part of myself home.
I am now more focused and able to believe in love, life, and every bright blessing that abundantly flows.
