At times, I've felt like I lost myself.
At times, I've felt like I lost my mind.
At times, I've been out of touch with my body.
At times, my emotions have gotten the better of me. .
But in losing these things, each time, I realise that I am finding more of the core essence of what I really am - not my mind, nor my emotions, nor my body. .
What even is that self I used to identify with? It's not true awareness; of that, at least, I know. .
Dozens, if not hundreds of memories resurface daily. A mini motion picture overlaid over/behind my eyes. Almost how people say their life flashes before their eyes before they die - and I suppose, in a way, parts of me are dying. It's nice to have the memories back; nicer still to know they're being cleared from my energetic bodies. .
These psychic abilities; the clairaudience, clairvoyance, clairsentience... Glimpses of the future, divine messages of help, a gentle guiding touch on the shoulder when you're making a decision - these are lovely. .
The 'downside', or balancing factor, well - that includes hearing the horrible screams & the pestering energies, seeing their faces in your 3rd eye or feeling sharp pains as you brush by darker energies. Being energetically slapped in the face, enough to knock your head to the side; these ones aren't so pleasant.
The question arises; Am I doing this right? . .
It seems to come back to balance for me. Walking between the light and the dark - 'The middle way'.
Love & light? Sure! But there's also hidden darkness that needs acknowledgement before we can move onwards. Burying it under light? Not quite. Those shadows need to be brought into the light, not shoved away under a blanket of light. .
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