You’ve Got A Higher Power

If you haven’t read my last post I suggest that you go read it, otherwise this might not make much sense.

I’m not going to lie, after publishing my last post a sense of fear came over me.

I did some shadow work, to find out where this fear came from. It boiled down to the fact, that the ones who currently rule the physical world, do not want us to remember this. Throughout history they have murdered shamans, lightworkers, witches, healers. Not only killing them, but taking the knowledge and techniques, to use to their advantage and making it harder for us to remember. (I’ll go further into how they do this in another post)

I had a long discussion with my spirit guides, I was making loads of excuses why I couldn’t do it. They lovingly reminded me “remember who you are” What do they mean by that? This might sound like an odd question, but do you know who you are?

Without labelling yourself as what you do, your interests, job, titles, roles, without all that, who are you?

Are you your thoughts? In your head say the word: hello. Can hear that voice in your head? You are the listener, the one observing the voice, not the voice itself.

So how do you find out, who you are? By working on yourself, practicing meditation. No thoughts. Becoming nothing. You will meet your higher self. Your true essence.

Your soul will leave the body and you’ll experience the purest form of love and light. It’s beautiful and feels soo familiar, like coming back home. You’ll realise that you are in the presence of god and that you are an extention of that energy.

I don’t often use the word god as I feel like religion has tainted that word, I prefer source energy/universe/spirit. But feel like I need to say god, so you can appreciate how powerful you are.

There’s no need to be scared of the ones ruling the physical world. We’re made of the strongest force in the universe; Love.

The truth is reveling itself. Everything will be exposed. This is why many people are having awakenings. My purpose is to help others on their awakening journey.

You might be thinking that I’m crazy. But I reckon there’s another voice in your head saying that it might be true. Probably because one of the rules of the universe, is that this knowledge can’t be a complete secret. What’s going on has to be at least indirectly mentioned. There’s soo many clues in song lyrics, flims, books, symbology and myths.

I love learning lyrics to songs, and that really helped me realise what’s going on. So perhaps I’ll share a song that’s relevant to what I’m talking about in each blog post.

This tune puts a smile on my face and great to have a boogie to! Coldplay are such an underrated band in my opinion.

There’s alot more coming out of my big mouth about the awakening! Follow me so you don’t miss out on my posts. Thanks for having an open mind and reading.

What Your Made Of

Wandering through Mother Nature’s Kingdom. Where she is recognised as the Queen. Her shapely legs take up all the space they need, up to the heavens she proudly reaches. She’s an ancient mother, covered in cracks and crevices, her wrinkles make her look even more beautiful. The smell of rich fertile soil, wafts through the air, luring seeds.

Admiring the joyful song of the winged angels, when a squeeky little “Oi” pierced through. I slowly turned my head left to right, in search of the noise, again it chimed in “Oi you! I’m the acorn!”

I gently picked up the Acorn that was desperate for my attention.

“Do you know how a tiny acorn like me, will grow into a mighty oak tree?”

Tilting my head back in thought I replied “How do you grow into a mighty oak tree?”

“Listen up Light One, A special formula is encoded, Inside Every Living Thing.

It’s called the Seed of Life, This pattern naturally Creates Harmony and Abundance.

If I were to fall into the trap of comparing myself to the big trees, forgetting that I’m made up of the same greatness. I wouldn’t grow. As that would be planting seeds of doubt.

So Light One, have faith, in yourself, in what we’re made of. Flower of Life, let your abundance flow it’s Your Birth Right!”

From Uprooted to Repotted

Us humans are intresting creatures.

We came from the Earth Mother, Plants that turned human.

Consider how alike we are to plants:

Just as roots draw up nutrients from the Earth. We eat food that’s from the earth.

Our bodies do the work of balancing the life giving energy from the sun, with the purity of water.

Plants thrive when they’re in a community; picture a lush forest. We also need each other for friendship and support.

Plants require a home. Some form of stable ground where they can spread their roots.

Houses are like pots, A safe space, where we feel comfortable to spread our roots.

After travelling, I came back to my childhood pot. The shadows of my roots welcomed me back. Reconnected with my past self, Honouring the younger version of me. Thankful for how much I’ve grown and learnt.

As the plant grows, the roots take up all the space that’s available. A pot bound plant needs more earth to take in nutrients, but most are resilient enough to survive being pot bound. When they’re eventually repotted into a bigger home the plant experiences stress, until they have adjusted to their new home where they can thrive once more.

I liked my childhood pot, but had outgrown it. I felt a call to live in a totally new place. So I made myself homeless again. With a handful of my belongings on back, I drifted through England.

Uprooted, living in hostels, no stable ground to claim as my own, it dulled my light. I was in survival mode, didn’t have it in me to do what I love; create.

After relentlessly messaging landlords, I eventually found a pot I could call home in Exeter.

The first few days I was feeling down in my new home. The air was really thick and muggy, which added to my blues. Sleeping with the windows wide open, but no breeze graced me.

One day I was woken up at 5:30 am by heavy rain. A wide smile spread across my face. Thank you beautiful rain! I ran outside dancing, singing “FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN…”

I looked up the song, and the lyrics resonated so well with my situation. The universe is always talking to us. I’ve linked in the version with the lyrics so you can dance and sing to it too!

Thanks for reading! Expect more regular posts as I’m feeling the divine creative energy run through me.

Breaking Internalised Capitalism

I’m back from my travels. Currently isolating at my dad’s house. So I’ve got plenty of time to write!

This post is pretty out there… I’m trusting the universe that you are ready to receive this message.

Does emotional attachment affect physical items?

Last year, before I started travelling, I said goodbye to most of my stuff. Keeping a few boxes full of sentimental things at my dad’s house.

By just living with a few items in my backpack, I realised how much I needed (not very much!)

I would often find items in the streets of Athens, and add it to my collection. In turn giving away good quality things. With the sense of, if I give to the universe, the universe will give it three times back to me. A gift to the gods if you will!

Looking through what I decided to keep, I felt a disconnect from the physical item, but not the story that came with it.

For example my childhood teddy…

I’m not embarrassed to share, that it was hard parting with my teddy. Teddy is a professional-on-demand cuddler. I would always cuddle my teddy when sad or anxious.

It feels strange being with teddy again. It looks the same, but it feels different. Gives me an alternative universe vibe.

I’ve learnt how to comfort myself without my teddy. Losing attachment towards it. Dealing with emotions that come up, on my own. Instead of using something else to cope with it.

Taking on the very literal term of “emotional baggage.”

In the brilliant film the Labyrinth, Sarah is on an adventure in a weird world, rescuing her brother from goblin King David Bowie.

Relived to find herself in her room. “It was all a dream” she exclaimed, firmly grounding herself to teddy Lancelot.

Then this creepy hoarder lady makes Sarah connect with 3d items. But Sarah starts to remember, there was something she was meant to do.

By letting go of her attachments, the simulated version of her house, starts to crumble.

Capitalism has made us focus on the physical. We spend most of our lives, making money.

Is this really what we’re meant to be doing?

Does this disconnect us from our true self?

Is there something we should be remembering?

If you enjoyed reading this, check out my previous post on how  internerlised capitalism shows up regarding how we treat others.

Do you like science?

Doing an experiment and our science professor would smugly say

“When observing a chemical reaction, ask yourself… is this a fair test?”

“If you do the same, but in a different environment… Would it have a different reaction?”

“Once you know how it behaves, can you predict everything it will do?”

I’m not a scientist, I’m curious though. I want to know “truth”.

But it’s hard to find it among all this noise. Is truth subjective? Can there be many truths? Do you know the truth?

The people that are most connected to the earth are abundant in wisdom.

Yet where are the aboriginal scientists? Where are the women philosophers? Where are the black mathematicians?

Maybe because they’ve been soo oppressed they weren’t able to focus on such things.

Bullshit!

Our history is dark.

The ones in power don’t want us to know the truth.

Strong intuitive aboriginal women were the center of thriving communities all over the world.

Foundations built on love and nature.

Creating crazy technology, not to make money, just to help each other.

Sadly scared white men wanted power.

They burned the women leaders at the stake along with librarys and schools. Calling them “witches” . Shouting “this is the work of the devil.” Anyone who dared stand against them would be killed.

They took the ancient secrets for themselves.

Instilled fear in the people.

Spreading their religion, giving the people false hope.

Changing the history books to rewrite the story of what happened.

They made us forget who we are! But this can’t last forever.

As people go inwards and develop a listening to their intuition. The spirit of our ancestors drop truth bombs, when they know we are ready to receive them.

This has been predicted as the great awakening. We are remembering who we are.

Can anyone else feel the vibrations rising?

I can and it gives me soo much hope! I know that if I’m feeling this, then others are feeling it too, because we’re all connected!

I’m interested to know what your thoughts are on this! Do you think I’m crazy? Would you like me to write about more spiritual stuff?