Last night I spoke with my spirit guides, higher self, hallucinations, or other personalities whatever you want to call those voices.
My guides appeared in many wonderful entertaining forms. A goblin witch, a cyclops ogre, human, talking animals and plants. It was like being in a Pixar film. My imagination was running wild or I was tapping into the fifth dimension. JK
Anyway, the Goblin Witch led me out of the very alive forest to a lake glistening beneath the sun and I was given a choice to go with her across the lake or to stay in the forest. The lake was so large I couldn't see the other side. I had no idea where we were going and when I asked I was told, "No one knows where the choices they make will take them."
The Goblin Witch tapped her foot impatiently as I considered the pros and cons of getting in the boat. I got in. She paddled us out into the lake. The shore quickly disappeared.
I asked, "What would have happened if I'd stayed?"
Waves rocked the boat. I turned to look back at the shore and the waves became violent. The message became clear.
When I chose to get in the boat I was choosing a course, be it a relationship, a career etc. By wondering what if I'd chosen something else and looking back, I was ruining what I had.
Deciding I didn't want to get sea sick or lake sick as the case was. I walked to the front of the boat attempting to laser focused on my surroundings. "What is the boat made out of? How is the wood pieced together?"
The boat began to sway side to side knocking me down the Goblin Witch muttered under her breath frustrated with me.
"What did I do wrong this time?" I queried. Upset because I really was trying.
The Witch conjured up a window into how I had made her and the boat feel. Looking through the glass the Witch became a cyborg and the boat seemed made of cogs and gears (not very useful for staying afloat.)
No wonder people have a hard time connecting with me. I'm terrible at asking questions. I treat people like puzzles to solve. How? and Why? being my two favorite questions.
Annoyed because I couldn't come up with better questions to ask, I sat down. "The wood really is beautiful. I love how smooth it is." I stroked my hand over the boat.
The Witch smiled in approval.
"I wish I were more like Meggan," I said to the Witch. In response, one dark green eyebrow raised nearly to her hairline.
"Meggan is so great at asking questions and making other people feel interesting," I explained my face heating with embarrassment.
"You cannot be what you are not because you are not meant to be other than you are." The Witch stated her tone implying this was the most obvious thing in the world.
"But I make people uncomfortable. The boat rocked and you weren't too happy with me either." I had caught her annoyed glares during the waves and when I was treating the boat as pieces instead of a whole complete thing.
"Find better questions that are yours." She said.
My mind being the first thing I turn to buzzed and clanked and rumbled with other questions.
I looked away from my mind. The Witch touched her heart. I gazed down into my chest. I could hear faint whispers. A warm breeze blew out of my heart into the world around me. There was a small mesmerizing light surrounded by darkness.
"I can't make out what it's saying," I tell her after a moment.
"Keep listening. You'll understand it eventually." She says docking the boat and without another word leaving me alone.
Silence embraced me. I listened. Understanding dawned.
I'd neglected my heart and that's why it shrunk. Pain muffled its voice. Darkness covered it up because I didn't sweep it away. I'd let fear, guilt and regret pile up around it.
It was here where I slipped from meditation into sleep and I don't remember more. When the answers come of what to do about it all I will share.
Until then
Lots of love!
My guides appeared in many wonderful entertaining forms. A goblin witch, a cyclops ogre, human, talking animals and plants. It was like being in a Pixar film. My imagination was running wild or I was tapping into the fifth dimension. JK
Anyway, the Goblin Witch led me out of the very alive forest to a lake glistening beneath the sun and I was given a choice to go with her across the lake or to stay in the forest. The lake was so large I couldn't see the other side. I had no idea where we were going and when I asked I was told, "No one knows where the choices they make will take them."
The Goblin Witch tapped her foot impatiently as I considered the pros and cons of getting in the boat. I got in. She paddled us out into the lake. The shore quickly disappeared.
I asked, "What would have happened if I'd stayed?"
Waves rocked the boat. I turned to look back at the shore and the waves became violent. The message became clear.
When I chose to get in the boat I was choosing a course, be it a relationship, a career etc. By wondering what if I'd chosen something else and looking back, I was ruining what I had.
Deciding I didn't want to get sea sick or lake sick as the case was. I walked to the front of the boat attempting to laser focused on my surroundings. "What is the boat made out of? How is the wood pieced together?"
The boat began to sway side to side knocking me down the Goblin Witch muttered under her breath frustrated with me.
"What did I do wrong this time?" I queried. Upset because I really was trying.
The Witch conjured up a window into how I had made her and the boat feel. Looking through the glass the Witch became a cyborg and the boat seemed made of cogs and gears (not very useful for staying afloat.)
No wonder people have a hard time connecting with me. I'm terrible at asking questions. I treat people like puzzles to solve. How? and Why? being my two favorite questions.
Annoyed because I couldn't come up with better questions to ask, I sat down. "The wood really is beautiful. I love how smooth it is." I stroked my hand over the boat.
The Witch smiled in approval.
"I wish I were more like Meggan," I said to the Witch. In response, one dark green eyebrow raised nearly to her hairline.
"Meggan is so great at asking questions and making other people feel interesting," I explained my face heating with embarrassment.
"You cannot be what you are not because you are not meant to be other than you are." The Witch stated her tone implying this was the most obvious thing in the world.
"But I make people uncomfortable. The boat rocked and you weren't too happy with me either." I had caught her annoyed glares during the waves and when I was treating the boat as pieces instead of a whole complete thing.
"Find better questions that are yours." She said.
My mind being the first thing I turn to buzzed and clanked and rumbled with other questions.
I looked away from my mind. The Witch touched her heart. I gazed down into my chest. I could hear faint whispers. A warm breeze blew out of my heart into the world around me. There was a small mesmerizing light surrounded by darkness.
"Keep listening. You'll understand it eventually." She says docking the boat and without another word leaving me alone.
Silence embraced me. I listened. Understanding dawned.
I'd neglected my heart and that's why it shrunk. Pain muffled its voice. Darkness covered it up because I didn't sweep it away. I'd let fear, guilt and regret pile up around it.
It was here where I slipped from meditation into sleep and I don't remember more. When the answers come of what to do about it all I will share.
Until then
Lots of love!
She already told you. Just listen. ;)
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