This is what I look like to you…more or less…I look human. Most humans on the planet are limited by the Veil. They have only their physical senses, what they have been taught, and absolutely no memory of their past lives. I do. I have a constant connection to both my past, and to the spirit realms. They are just as real to me as the grass growing outside and the trees. Recently I have been going through a dark night of the soul. And also, poor physical health. I am always on the edge of getting sick, never really having good health. Yesterday it was a splitting headache and a wicked, wicked sore throat. I took my temperature and oxygen saturation. Although I’m exposed at my work to the Covid 19, the clinical picture didn’t match, and I considered myself lucky.
I can’t point to any one thing, although I have become increasingly uncomfortable with my PTSD with the events as of late. I see things. I post things. People who are totally asleep respond with anger and with little or no respect to my heart. I know it’s part of the assignment, being ‘out there’ to help those who want to awaken, awaken. For every one that does, there are ten who are deeply asleep, and they are nasty, just plain nasty, and you can tell whose influence is filling them and making them go–the ASSC they have swallowed hook, line and sinker. I wish I could explain what it was that led to this dark night of the soul. It’s in the realm of Spirit, there’s no logical sequence or order. It’s more like a certain combinations of buttons were pressed and BOOM! I was in such pain that I was asking Divine Father to let my soul die. And I meant it! As a Seraphim it is just one step from being finished and merging with Divine Creator, and I could sense the delicious wonder of not being any more, and just floating in the soul soup, being one with Source. He asked me why I wanted this. I told him my wounds were so deep in my soul, they couldn’t be fixed. And if I were to go back with Ross he would cheat on me again, and nobody would want me except to rape me anyhow. Just like back in the day. What you see is a soul, mine, who looked to Ross the very same exact way I looked to Creator–with a totally open heart and sacred love for him. With Ross’ mistakes, my soul interpreted it as rejection from God. So with God, being everywhere and everything, and the pain, the terrible agony of rejection from God, the wound created was so deep, and has caused me so much trouble for so many incarnations, I just wanted to
By: Reiki Dochttp://firstname.lastname@example.org
Title: Thank You For Saving My Soul Life Raziel
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Published Date: Sun, 28 Jun 2020 18:55:00 +0000