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Despite the upheaval in the world, I found hope in some very personal and spiritual stories that I relate in this piece. I share these because everyone needs a break—everyone needs a firm foundation, and sometimes that foundation can be found in unexpected places. The content of this message was inspired, and I hope it will inspire and strengthen you. On Monday, January 30, weeping, I collapsed on the floor of my bathroom.
When I feel hopeless and depressed, this is what happens. The number of times I have done this is one hand. Once, after viewing Hotel Rwanda, I passed out on the floor of my dorm room. I may have cried for thirty minutes or more, but I am not sure how long. I cried for so long that I was done crying. The first time I had to take my son to the emergency room, I also passed out on the ground. I was so angry at the time that I lost control of my body. But I could not afford to let that go on, so I managed to gather myself and take him to the emergency room.
It was different this time. Only after months of mental struggle and a full week of appalling politics did the bathroom floor appear.
I feel both brave and masochistic when I open my social media pages. I have to know what is going on in the world, on the one hand. I must participate. However, I am extremely sensitive in every manner, and the current vibe is too much for me to handle. As someone who senses people's energy, I can only fathom what it must be like to live in a world that is in disarray and protesting every day. It is not excellent. I need to meditate every day, not to improve my spiritual development, but to keep my sanity and sense of self.. Even after my breakdown, Sunday was not much better than Monday, but something happened that made me feel better and gave me hope. I hold on to it. For this reason, I would want to discuss it here.
A Warning and a Reminder
I want you to keep in mind that everything is real before we continue. All of the myths, fairy tales, and stories you have read about have some basis in reality. There were moments when the words lacked sufficient significance. Other times, the logician's transformation of truth into metaphor caused the meaning to be lost. This is not an allegory at all. This is the reality. This is reality—the true world in a way that you might never be able to perceive, but you must know that it exists because I am confident that you will find hope here if you accept these facts. There is hope in the world beyond the apparent despite everything.
Yin and Yang in Each of Us
I started looking into the odd connection between my physical suffering and this a while back. My right side seemed to be the source of all of my bodily aches and pains. That sounded strange. I started looking into several explanations for why this would be the case. The topic of feminine and male energy and how an imbalance in them can show itself in the body eventually came up for me. Let us go a step farther and discuss the forces that push and pull energy. It can be compared to magnetism. Male energy states (yang) include pushing, thrusting, and giving. Yin, or feminine energy, is what pulls, allows, and receives. Their force and ability are equal. Everything has these two energy states, and everything depends on them.
It turns out that masculine energy is linked to the right side of the body, while feminine energy is linked to the left. In summary, I was out of balance, which is why I was experiencing pain on the right side of my body. I freely state this because I have tried EVERYTHING else, including numerous treatments from Western medicine, with no success. I made the decision to attempt something different at that point. The Divine Feminine needed to be investigated.
Mother Nature Comes to Visit
I started a relationship with Mother Nature around the time I made the decision to investigate the Divine Feminine. I have been developing my understanding and intuition, and the more I learn, the fewer books I need to read. Everything I come across is hard for me to explain, and my skeptical academic mind definitely raises doubts about everything.
However, I must tell these experiences in the hopes that you may understand (and maybe acquire strength) during a time when the Earth is in danger and I am crumbling under the weight of the threat.
All living things, including plants, animals, and inanimate objects, possess spirit. A mountain has more spirit than a cell phone, but spirit is present in everything to some degree (think of it as energy). It is simple for someone with a lot of spiritual gifts to relate to this aspect of life. I was surprised to see personifications of them. Mother Nature herself, in particular.
She came to me one day, as unexpectedly as ghosts frequently do, and showed me how much she loved me by embracing me and enclosing me in a cocoon—a secure place of caring transition.
I will not go into the specifics of my encounters with this spirit, but it makes logical sense that she would have been referred to as a "goddess" or connected to creation over time. Though they fall short of her reality, all the myths and stories about her as a force have a sliver of truth since she is an incarnation of the Divine Feminine. I can state with certainty that she is strong, nurturing, gorgeous, and quite dangerous to anyone who would cross her.
She is also not content like Kali (time) or Tara (space). I have witnessed her bared teeth and claws. I have seen her roll the ground and crack it in my visions. Because her play is lengthy, individuals will face the repercussions of their crimes against her, she does not fear people like that. Despite having all of these qualities, she is still very loving and caring to those that respect and know her. She is also acting, even if we may not be aware of it. Mother Nature takes her time and does what she wants. Therefore, believe in the tenacity and strength of nature even in the face of extinction or climate change.
Stumbling into Kundalini
I have studied religious traditions for a significant amount of my adult life. During my master's program research on interfaith peacework, I started learning about the various traditions' knowledge and skill sets. However, I did not anticipate that I would interact with them in any meaningful way.
I was wrong.
Religions provide a foundation for spiritual awareness. The structure and camaraderie they provide make them extremely valuable. But they are constrained. A seeker will eventually reach their destination. One must continue their spiritual development on their own since the books and teachers will no longer offer any guidance. Then the religions disappear, and everything becomes one with the universal.
To put it another way, things get strange. I received an unexpected gift not long after I began to connect with Mother Nature. I am not sure if Mother Nature or my spiritual practice caused my Kundalini to awaken naturally, or if it happened on its own. In the Hindu yogic tradition, the Kundalini is the seat of Shakti, the Divine Feminine, which grounds one to experience in the body. The Kundalini is sometimes compared to a serpent that encircles the base of the spine. When it awakens and travels through the body to connect with the Source—the Divine Masculine in yogic thought—enlightenment is promoted. Most people experience a range of mental problems if this happens on its own. Without the right direction and assistance, these can get worse very rapidly. Since it rarely works out, people are advised NOT to try this on their own. To ensure that the Kundalini waking process is performed safely, it is best to have a skilled yogi lead you through it. I did not read that. During meditation, my Kundalini woke up on its own, moved straight up my spine, linked to Source, and was all right. It has been over a month as I write this, and I feel fantastic. I feel so good that I can focus on that energy whenever I want to, and it fills me with joy, love, and calm. It is a great gift, and I am very appreciative that it came at a time when everything seems so hectic.
My Earth Heart Stone
All of this brings me to January 29th, Sunday. We visited a park. I worried about what would happen to Earth, my dear. I was concerned about the timetable even though I knew a lot about nature. As I gazed upon the grass, my thoughts turned to the national parks. My son and any grandchildren I might have crossed my mind. What kind of world would we leave the children who might come from all over the world? I so transmitted love to the weeds and grass. I extended love to every living thing in that small park, including the trees. I sent the very earth under my feet, the Earth, love. After that, I watched my son play while perched on a bench. My husband contacted me a few seconds later.
"What is the meaning of quartz to you?" and "What do you mean?" "Confused," I asked.
"I found this stone—the earth was upturned over here." To show me, he raised a chunk of rock. It looked like a pink, dust-covered heart the size of a palm when I first saw it. I understood that was the stone's purpose even if it was not exactly pink or shaped like a heart when he brought it closer. It was the quickest kind of direct reaction, and it arrived immediately after I had spent time giving love. It was my Earth Heart Stone, a thank-you gift straight from the planet.
I cleaned the stone when I got home. I saw the rock's beauty when I had removed all the grime. It has iron, pink, red, and white inclusions. It glows in the sunlight and contains flecks of glitter. I feel it in my heart when I connect with it; it is like it intensifies and magnifies love. When I connect with that stone, the love of the planet runs through my entire being, and I can feel it beneath my feet. It is more of a reminder to be kind and patient than I could have ever imagined.