It is very cold here today. Sunny skies. Quite beautiful. My girl and I headed out to get some food for the week. Checking out, I had a wonderful conversation with the store clerk. I have always really liked this young man and appreciate deeply his kindness. He is just one of those pure Souls. I love being around him.
Over the past year or so we have begun having expansive conversations. He began seeing the numbers (11:11) and so he mentioned it to me. Like some around here who know me, they know I am a “woo woo” type. So naturally it no longer comes as a surprise when some will reach out to me to share an unusual experience. Well, it does surprise me a little ~ but in a very meaningful, humbling way.
We spoke today though of the dark technologies, namely wi-fi, cell phones and smart meters. He wasn’t aware of the utility companies plan to saturate our area with this crap. I told him there was an opt-out option but they try and bully you to go along with their agenda by charging ridiculous fees, including a month charge of $30 so they can “pay” the person who will, goddess forbid, have to walk on the property and read the meter.
Yeah, just like they always did only now they want to charge you a new fee.
Whatever…
He shared that his mom would want to know that information. He said he was born sensitive and proceeded to show me a necklace with a dark pendant his mom bought him to protect him from the fields. What a consciously thoughtful mom you have, I said. I asked him if it was orgonite and he said he wasn’t sure ~ he would ask his mom and let me know. I showed him mine. I wasn’t surprised to learn he was sensitive to such things. The purest ones often are sensitive to this low frequency tech/environment.
It was such a delightful conversation, even though we spoke of a rather dark subject matter. There was no rolling of the eyes. No giving of the “look”. Pure interest and openness in what we each had to share.
Quite the opposite of the experience I had yesterday with the family member (and thank goodness that convo took place via e-mail). I purged a lot over that experience. I did some energy work along with visualization work this morning. I imagined that part of me that was frightened and distressed over the experience (she was calling out for attention) ~ me as a young girl, probably 8 or 9. I stood in front of her, this huge female Being, holding two swords. I looked at her and asked her what she wanted to say.
Words were shared. Warrior Being me spoke them to the other party. I took the tip of my sword and ripped a bit of t-shirt material off the individual, making it clear respect was something this child deserved. Protection. Love. And I was here to deliver the message.
It was quite powerful.
I was going to wrap up the experience but that small voice within me said she wanted to move her body. Before I knew what to “do”, my body began to voluntarily shake. Limbs, my arms in particular, punched and jerked. Old anxiety ran through my body, causing additional trembling.
It was AWESOME!
I knew what was happening.
I remember once being told by one of the most open-minded, non-system based counselor’s I have had: She said I was an intense person and her recommendation for me when I felt repressed anger was to release it in a physical manner. Which explains the standing punching bag in my house.
Well, this need to “hit” something this morning went back over 40 years. I could feel with this individual bullied me into submission with threatening words and likely grabbing onto me. I always complied. Until today.
She released. She responded in the way she wanted to at the time.
Again, it was awesome. Beautifully awesome.
I could see the Warrior Me smiling – silently observing this inner child me – letting her be.
After a few minutes, the experience was over and my body settled down.
I imagine if I had not allowed myself this experience, I would have kept it inside and would not have been up for having the conversation with the store clerk.
Nor would it have allowed me the energy to take the drive my girl and I decided to take after our trip to the store.
Driving up into the hills, we saw two deer cross the road. I pulled over and reached for my cell phone to take a picture. It’s an old phone so I can’t just point and click. I have to go to 2 menu’s then pull up an option menu then jump down to the take a pic option. The pad is tiny and even though I have small fingers, my small fingers still fumble around trying to press the correct even tinier buttons.
Well, by the time I had the camera ready to take a picture, the deer were gone.
“Where’d they go?!” I asked in wonderment.
“They already walked behind the house, mama”, my girl said.
Shoot!
Frustration quickly turned to humor. I began to laugh.
“Well, this is a good reminder for me to just enjoy the moment in front of me instead of being so obsessed with capturing it on film. Let my mind capture the memory,” I told my girl.
Enjoying the moment ~ as it is. Fully.
Point received and integrated Universe.
I hope your day had a moment of similar wonder.
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Victoria
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