"Do you have painful past life memories or images of being cast out, burned, or drowned — just for being wild, wise, and free you?
Most importantly, are you scarred from for being different, not conforming, for loving who you wanted to love, for speaking the truth/saying what you were called to say — in an old lifetime? This is karma you are awake to heal. It is time to not be afraid, and to be your you-est you.
This is how you will heal your karma, by being unafraid to live your fullest expression. It is your time.”
i’ve always thought that what happened to me at the armory was a punishment, a test. like it was life kicking me out into the real world to experience real life in a very difficult way. my life has always had similar patterns… i had no reason to feel any differently.
now i realize that there is a reason why i was there at that place at that moment in time. that i had a calling to be there, to go through what i did, to show people what it was really like, that it was my destiny and my calling to do what i did and tell my story. it had to happen, people had to know, because it had to stop. and i was chosen to do it because nobody else could have gone through what i did and well, survived. i barely survived what i went through there, it almost killed me. before today, i never looked at it as something i was called to do. i always said i was glad it was me who went through it and not anyone else, now i understand why.
this weekend at the AEE convention a group of very special women came to see me at my booth and told me i was meant for great things. that the creator sees me and has me in his plan, and the truth of his plan is deep inside of me. they could see the light of the divine light in my eyes and told me to always seek the truth.
i used to always say: “do the right thing, do what you feel is right, and life will bless you.”
but now i know that what i did wasn’t just what *I* thought was right, it was the truth. i have been seeking the truth longer than i thought.
today i am thankful that the Divine spark within me was never smothered out, especially not by anyone with a devil’s tail attached to their name. they don’t get to have that privilege. nobody does.