I had plenty of time on my hands, but it seemed that this part of the journey had lessons that were meant for self-reflection, journaling and occasionally telling, but not yet sharing on a blog. While many of my friends and family had always enjoyed my stories and had even asked me to retell them to others, it seems like the stories were too attached to the drama – sometimes told from the perspective of a “victim” and sometimes such unusual stories that it was hard for even those who knew me well to believe were true. Part of the journey these past months has been lessons in detaching from the drama and finding peace and strength in the joy of connecting to the divine within and without. So my apologies to those who’ve wanted to come along on my journey and have been anxiously awaiting updates. I believe that posts will flow more often now, but there form may be different than any of us expected.
For today, I’ve decided to share the written snippets (possibly beginnings of stories) that came to me and from me early this morning as I participated in a class on “Inspirational Writing” offered by the Spiritualist National Union International (SNUI) online. SNUI annual membership is very inexpensive and has been a godsend, since there are numerous classes and practice workshops offered weekly for free to members. I have been able to explore so many facets of mediumship and the expression of my increasing connection to Spirit. So today, I will share what I put down on paper. The format of this class is that we do some quiet meditation to draw closer to our spirit connection, then the instructor gives each student a word and that student is to write whatever comes. The instructor then reads aloud what each person wrote and assigns each person another word – often a word or theme which emerged in the writing which had just been read aloud – and that process continues for two hours until the end of class. So here’s the transcript of what came from me, through me, today:
(6:59 AM) Instructor: Hello ladies with you in a moment. xxx
(For the first 15 minutes or so, we did some quick word association – typing the first word that came to our minds after the instructor read a word. This was followed by a short visualization and our first sentences emerged)
(7:20 AM) Gigi: A big package wrapped in blue paper and a big ribbon sat in the middle of the floor as I entered the room. I approached it with anticipation.
(7:22 AM) Instructor: Angela _ Hope..........Joei - Love..........Gigi -Blue..........Harriet - touched..... Doreen - Join...
(7:33 AM) Gigi: Blue, the color of the ocean, deep tranquil blue flows through your soul. Enter the depths and explore its wonders. Swim with the flow. See all the wonders that surround you. Watch the light as it sparkles above and feel the joy and beauty.
(7:37 AM) Instructor: Angela.- promise.... Joei - always...... Harriet - Angel...........Gigi - Joy... Doreen - Source....
(7:46 AM) Gigi: Joy like that elation that we feel as we greet a new life that has entered the world...like that the birth of a new baby brings...should we not embrace the start of each day with such joy? Imagine the wonder with which we would embrace every day. Imagine the magic that would fill our days. Each day becomes a new adventure, something new to discover. Dance in the sunlight! Giggle, laugh, smell the flowers, chase the butterflies ... every moment lived in wild abandon. Embrace! Embrace! Embrace!
(7:54 AM) Instructor: Angela.- Allow...... Gigi - dance.... Joei.... need.... Harriet - beautiful.... Doreen - dig.....
(8:06 AM) Gigi: She walked into a large room and was bathed in the sunlight which streamed into the room through the big windows. She smiled, filled with joy and love. She lifted her head to the sky, smiled, threw her arms out and twirled. An internal music filled her ears and her soul. She began to dance around the room. It was as if she was dancing a waltz in the arms of her partner. She felt as if she had been transported in time, dressed in a beautiful, long flowing dress. Strong supportive arms held her and led her in a waltz as she twirled around the ballroom. Surrounded and supported by the love of her partner, they danced together around and around. It was as if they danced alone on a floor of clouds. They twirled around and around in a waltz, listening to music created in their souls. She vaguely remembers having felt this way before. She recognizes the energy and feel of this man. Is he a soul mate she meets within these moments? Someone from a past life? Or is he an aspect of her own soul, the completion she feels when she allows herself to be embraced and supported by her connection to spirit?
(8:11 AM) Instructor: Angela - grace... Joei - feel.... Gigi- strong... Harriet eyes.....
(8:28 AM) Gigi: Strong. She laughed as she reflected upon what that word used to mean to her. Why had strong once meant struggle? How silly that seemed now. She strolled in the heat of the sun beating on the plains. She smiled at her lion friends who walked at her side; her hand occasionally touched the soft fur of her companions. She stopped to look out on this land, this place she loved so much. Here where the horizon seemed to be endless, she felt connected to everything. She glanced into the sky and watched the large birds soaring overhead. Higher and higher they floated as they rose in spirals carried the heat vectors that rose from the land. Her soul soared higher and higher with them, as she paused to admire these birds which so often seemed to come to her, majestic, gliding through the air. Her lion companions brushed against her skirt, like domestic cats weaving around her legs. She smiled and resumed her stroll. People had once known her would not recognize her now. Strong, she thought, is not a struggle. Strength is peaceful, it is connection. This land, this way of life had become her home, had transformed her and there was no going back.
(8:31 AM) Instructor: Harriet - ancient....... Gigi - air.... Joei - new....
(8:44 AM) Gigi: Air streamed under her wings lifting her, carrying her effortlessly over the landscape. Riding the currents, she is transported. Air flows around and under her feathers. Miraculous the support air gives and the freedom of flight. Soaring above, the world looks so different. With just the slightest thought, a shift of a feather, she can fly over the hillsides, the forests, the ocean, wherever her heart desires. She is drawn to a place and the air supports her as she gently descends to the earth. Her wings disappear as she strolls along a path amongst the trees. Animal and spirit friends surround her. Light glimmers down through the leaves on the trees and she continues to walk towards a point. She emerges from the trees standing on a cliff at the edge of the ocean. Her soul seems to expand across the ocean. She raises her arms in embrace, gratitude, love. And as her animal friends watch, her arms turn to wings and the air lifts her back into flight like an eagle soaring higher and higher.
(8:50 AM) Instructor: Harriet - connection...... Gigi - watch... Joei - prefect....
(8:59 AM) Gigi: Wolf spirit watched over her as she sat in contemplation beneath the circular canopy that her favorite tree created. She knew that she was safe, protected in this space that felt like an ancient natural cathedral. She allowed her mind to quiet and opened her senses to see in ways that others didn't always understand. The voice of the tree, an ancient friend spoke to her like a wise master instructor. "Become the observer," it said to her. "Detach and watch, dear one. Listen with your heart. See with your hands, your feet, your soul."
I hope you enjoyed this post.
There are a number of stories I want to share over the days and weeks to come. Some will be descriptions of events that I’ve experienced over the past 9 months. I think you’ll find them more interesting now, since sometimes events that made no sense at the time fall into place with the passage of time much like pieces of a puzzle. Some of the posts will be dreams that I’ve had, since dreamtime is such an interesting place of learning and growth for me – a place so many other cultures, or other time periods, understood and valued much more than our current society often does.
Come join me on this journey and feel free to leave comments or stories in the comments section. I do monitor and approve comments before they are shared publicly with other readers, so don’t be dismayed if you wanted to share something with everyone but the comment doesn’t appear for a couple of days.
See you soon!