“It is important to have a secret, a premonition of things unknown. It fills life with something impersonal, a numinosum. A man who has never experienced that has missed something important. He must sense that he lives in a world which in some respects is mysterious; that things happen and can be anticipated. The unexpected and the incredible belong in this world. Only then is life whole. For me the world has from the beginning been infinite and ungraspable.” – C.G. Jung
I have lived in a quiet world of make-believe the majority of my life. My mind – my imagination – was my safe place. I would dissociate into my worlds of enchantment when I felt uncomfortable, unsafe, or lonely.
I always felt disconnected, here, on Earth, as if I do not belong. I have this strong feeling of loss and missing my “home”. I see a place of light and color, like pastel colored neon, similar to the cotton candy clouds of the morning sun set and or evening sun rise in the desert. I see a place of light and color, vibrations and frequencies, and also, darkness. I come from the light and dark aspects of the Universe, one of the oldest “corners” of the universe (think of the universe, as North, South, East, west, like the compass). I come from the Second tier, ruled by the North ‘star’, the second series of lights”. There is a view that the earth has been recreated four times prior to the current cycle, which is the fifth cycle. I came into existence in the second cycle. Spirits live on even if a planet is RE-CREATING itself, or is ‘destroyed’. Spirit lives on.
I do not know it all! Nor remember all my life times. I just follow my guides and intuition. That which as of lately, has been strong. Again. I am thankful, and grateful. I look forward to what is to come – even through the chaos that is happening and is coming. This is not my first rodeo of recreation! I’ve done it twice before. I just need to listen. Listen. Listen, to RE-Remember the past, in order to influence the future. Ancestorial ties are key. Period.
I still catch myself going into my ‘headspace’ but in different associations. I will explain as this blog continues to evolve. I am becoming more Me, and the secrets within me are being revealed. One day, these small steps, will be a creation of a major movement. It is already starting by others, and I am, too, a key player. I am realizing my fantasy world is more than just fantasy. I am listening again, and hearing, my inner voice. I am at a path in my life, NOW, where I can make action to my dreams to become external reality. Read on. Fear, is a guide. FEAR is an ally. Ready on, live on. Be, on. See the truth within you. [Read hyperlink post, please, to understand a bit deeper].
Seeing, is, believing.
Written: July 9th 2013
Somewhere far away from here
There’s a face seen in the clouds
Far above the sky
There’s a land that no one sees
It’s only perceived in our dreams
The face is seen by none, but felt by all
It’s a face that all creates
It’s a face of every generation
It’s a face perceived by all, but never seen
The face is an opening of the land that no one sees, but perceives
In this land are the faces, the forces, of past generations
They are there to give a helping hand, to receive a helping hand
This is the land of the lost, the land of the found, the land to come, and the land of who go
Under this land there is a bridge
Where it goes no one knows
It is perceived that it leads
To the place of the ‘unknown’ where ‘souls’ are born
This place is of darkness, or so it is perceived, for no one knows
No one knows who goes or stays past the bridge
All they know are the guards who show no face
They are the manipulators of destroyers of lost dreams
No one knows their story, or how they came about, all is known is that they are there, and they are real
Real in our hearts and our mind
They are the protectors and destroyers
We need them like they need us
Fear touches all, but it is good
Fear shows that there’s something there, something beyond what we perceive
In this reality that we create
Fear shows us to find and understand the ‘unknown’
So, the guards can be an ally instead of the manipulators
An ally of the good, ally of the bad
It is all the same in opposition
Artist: Lucy Campbell , picture found on the Spirit that Moves Me Facebook page.