The Puzzle of Life~ Part Three.

 

The woman remembered back at how her spiritual journey had begun to unfold.  That one, piece which had jumped out that had led to the rest to being found was the Meditation group. It had led her down a path of discovery that unfolded before her now like a picture book, page by page she saw the images come into her mind.

The new friends she had made, the encouragement, as she expanded her awareness and meditation. She practised her long-forgotten skills of intuition and seeing with her inner eye which had been pushed and buried from her childhood.  She found deeper understanding of the words written in the New Testament she had studied in her teenage years, and saw that miracles came in many different forms. She began to learn new skills in the arts of healing others and herself as she really began to understand Energy was surrounding everyone, ready to be tapped into.

She had made a deep friendship with a lady who helped her discover she was more than who she thought she was. They sat long hours in meditation and discussion. They would share books and knowledge, and the world of what she thought she knew  expanded far beyond these realms of understanding. 

New discoveries of The Mayans, along with Native American Indian Science, made more sense, as the woman had long felt an affinity with these Indigenous people.  The Pyramids and their hieroglyphs were more pieces she gathered.  She discovered the stories of old held deeper meaning and that through reading deeper into the mysteries of life her perception of our origins had in many ways shocked, and taken a while to digest. 

But her searching led to many books, and one that stood out for her was ‘Message from the Pleiadians,’ by Barbara  Marciniak. Now that had taken some digesting. But more books came her way, The Book of Enoch. And others came to blow her mind such as  The Experiment is Over by Paul  G. Lowe  She had put it down at the time thinking it nonsense as she had the Pleiadians, but each piece, each page she turned she saw were connecting her to how this reality had come into being.  Later came books, that taught her she was more than her body, such as reading Deepak Chopra, one that stood out was Magical Mind Magical Body  Others such as Serpent of the Light Beyond 2012,  and she read  volumes  one and two  by the same author Drunvalo Melchizedek The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life.  Other books too numerous to mention all wove themselves into the fabric of her being. 

‘In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.” ~~ Carl Jung

The fear she had once been taught of the paranormal also vanished, as she developed her skills that years later she would help pass onto others.  And she witnessed things no one would believe even if she told them as this dimension and the world beyond bonded together.

The woman discovered many things, and at times even she was blown away by her new discoveries, as the world of deception unravelled piece by piece.  She had to relearn all she had been taught, and let go of the illusion we think as our reality. We were not meant to think outside the box, we were never meant to re-discover who we really are and the Power we all hold within our thoughts. 

When we did share these re-awakened gifts, we were ridiculed, labelled, and made fun of, as labels as old as time, back in history told, as those with the powers to heal and see beyond were labelled witches and burnt at the stake to ensure that fear remained deeply embedded into anyone reaching out to become who they always had been. And one had to discover who were behind these witch hunts that murdered thousands so they could rule by fear. In the name of God  which is why, one must seek to question and find the answers?  

None of these pieces were easy, and for a time she kept these pieces closely hidden, not discussing them with her work colleagues, for when she did, often times she would feel their sniggers, and was made to feel she was somehow weird.   But she was beginning to trust in her instincts, those which lay dormant within each of us.  And the more she practised her skill as she expanded her clairsentience the closer she communicated with the Divine within us all, our Higher-selves, our Guides, departed friends and loved ones. The more she began to understand.  

Then those very same work colleagues would seek her out, ask her for a reading, a message, and she would tell them, work was work time, she didn’t mix the two. So some would come along to meditation class and healing nights and to her demonstrations of clairvoyance and a new awareness spread out like ripples on a pond.  And new respect was born.

Fear is often born out of ignorance, and lack of understanding and knowledge.

And so it is, as you open up and expand, you allow in the energies to lead you within the flow of life.  Signs and synchronicities would happen, books she needed to read would literally fall off shop bookshelves begging to be read, and she followed each Sign with the excitement of a child in a sweet-shop. Soaking each piece up like a sponge.

She discovered she wanted to write, and when she did, poetry also began to flow. Feathers would flutter down from nowhere. She learnt to send her thoughts out if she needed a parking space, and always marvelled even at the last minute how the Universe provided. She began to understand ‘Thoughts were Energy’ and we were each creating our own reality.  

There were times, when she failed to listen to the signs, and go against what her inner instincts told her, she listened with her head not her heart. These times had led her to more stress, depression, and a nervous breakdown… As a series of events kept piling in. A Mother’s silence, her final straw.   The woman’s friends and family all had been there, but the woman’s deep ingrained feelings of the ‘unworthy child’ returned to drag her down.   

No amount of encouragement or people saying ‘come on snap out of it’ could pull her up, it was a journey she had to navigate herself. She was the one who had to alter her mind set, and choose to rise out of her dark pit. It took her six months, but she rose, and she came back stronger, she changed her path in her career and began to gather strength again.

Life is often woven from an endless ball of yarn, it takes patience to knit, to create each stitch.

We need structure and patterns to follow, and at times we drop a stitch and have to go back and rework it, and sometimes we make mistakes and have to back track to find where we went wrong.

Often it was frustrating, but if one needed to create something of beauty, one had to understand it all began with that one stitch, that one piece.

and that  desire to create something worth while to become all you are meant to be. 

The woman rose and fell many times, each lesson another notch noted, a mistake learnt from, a bad judgement, friendship betrayals. Ailments and illness, each pain she had endured emotional or physical had led her to discover who she was. The woman knew she wounded too easily. She was sensitive by far and her empathy she didn’t know at the time, was part of her saving grace.

 This was when other ‘signs’ came to her aid, to help her heal, as other books like Louise Hay, You can Heal your Life Book came into her awareness, and healing herself in the art of  Spring Forest Qi-Gong, way before Master Chunyi Lin became as famous as he is today. She had begun way back after buying his programme on a set of audio tapes.

The woman began to understand one had to sometimes reach rock bottom in order to find oneself.

And without those pitfalls, the tears, she would not have had the empathy to relate to others who were also at their lowest ebb.

And so began her reaching deeper still, as she put more of the puzzle together of who she was.