ok, me. lol
i ponder these trigger’s. we are to rise above them. feel. heal. move on.
seems to be a part of the program here – keep the trigger’s coming. we can do our best to heal – and yet they seem to be in a rather continual stream now. convenient it is for others to say this is part of the exit – the transition – we have to let it all go in order to escape/get out (nonsense, imhf -in my humble feel).
and yet – no one can say that with any absolute knowing. isn’t it possible we’re just getting some last minute poking by an energy that doesn’t want us free OF it?
i had a trigger tonight. unplanned. didn’t consciously seek it and say hey come here and stir up an old wound (how DOES one fully heal here anyway? i have yet to meet one Being who fully healed/transformed themselves here – why is that?)
it began innocently enough. neighbors of ours had a new car in their driveway. the trunk sat open – for some time. i thought it may be friends from out of the area as it had an out-of-state license plate. finally i texted the mama and let her know her friends car had the trunk open.
i receive a text back saying it was a rental and her husband was going to a conference out of the area. she added that her mother was coming out to stay with her (they have a 1 year old – who is quite a bright, adorable light i might add). my first thought was “aaww what an awesome mama you have!” (the mama lives on the other side of the country)
then i thought of my own mom. a memory jabbed at me.
my girl was about the same age – days away from turning 1. we had just moved into a new house – having been forced to move out of the previous one. i was planning our girl’s 1st birthday party – just days away – and was also working diligently in unpacking. my mate was in college at the time so i was at home most of the day alone w/a 1 year old. and trying to unpack.
yeah. lol
i was overwhelmed and needed help so i phoned up my mom and asked if she could drive down for a day and watch our girl so i could unpack.
she said she was not able to do that. she had the ability – and the time – but said she just would not do that. (still never did get a straight answer from her) but she gave me unasked for advice by telling me i was being too picky and to just let the house be.
back then i let stuff like that go (kept it allllll inside – this was not the first time such weird disappointment has come from my family). today i would call out this nonsense and express my pain.
so back to earlier this evening – the pain of not having such support hit me. i have cried about this. ranted. raged. cried some more. done forgiveness work. if it comes up i say nope dealt with this.
and yet here it was. again.
mine to process?
i got an image.
a part of me – the part that is the “matrix me” – playing out these battles in here. for a movie for THEM.
a ha. it was a powerful image too – very visual (and i don’t get that many of those).
and i was totally able to detach from that. and see it for what it was. a stupid, harmful, ridiculous movie that was grossly influenced by outside entities.
and with that i said and could feel – that experience was not me.
powerful. could feel myself rise up a few inches.
that being said – this detachment doesn’t stop the pokes. i know that is simply part of the experience here. i didn’t create it meaning i didn’t come here with the intention of creating so much crap, drama and b.s. i participated – less and less the more i have awakened.
and so i do my best not to support it. (who is my screenwriter? i’d like to smack him a few times on the way out.)
i have said these words i have shared before. spoken them. written them out. told them to myself. and yet tonight – it lined up for me. i was able to SEE it – maybe i even saw inside the matrix. saw what THEY see. i could sense their amusement at our struggles, suffering. loneliness. etc. you name it – if it doesn’t feel good to us here and we get lost for a time in that pain – they get off on it.
something’s going on – with me that is. a new level of Knowing. i am feeling that is an indication we are on the cusp of the moment of the All. Return to Love. Original.
next experience is one of Freedom. i am seriously in this place now where it is Freedom or bust – and considering “bust” is something i have already done – i am opting for Freedom.
REAL experiences. REAL relationships.
and REAL support.
love,
victoria
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