Who are you! 5-29-16

Who are you! 5-29-16

Can you image your whole as life not knowing yourself? It a strange thought to walking around and never truly knowing who you are. You come into this world knowing that you’re different. You feel it will entire being that you walk in to a dream of sorts. You silently question the why that make up your family, the things that happen to you or the way people interact with each other. Never really understanding why people say or do what they doing. The bible says to know yourself, what does that really mean. Does it mean you question everything that life offers you! Does is it mean that to understand yourself you need to dig deep into your soul to understand that your human in form. That your boy or girl and that we see each other differently. 

Or that we have emotions and feeling that play at us daily with the dealing of life. Are you supposed to know what make you happy and all your dislike of the world? Are we really who we think we are or is a creation of mind. Is there a unique goal to life, or are we just here to exist and create life, death and birth of the experience. We come to points in our lives that things make sense, life is good and then there are times when life just does not. We set goal after goals that we put in motion and as hard as we try, they seem to slide through our fingers and not fully understanding the why’s to what happen. 

We all come in with expectation of living a life of wonder and achieving great things for ourselves. Living from our personal mission to experiencing life. We face extremes of personality and look for balance in the uncertainly of life. We do are best to bring life to our journey here, yet the more we try and do, the less it feels real. We move about a day going, doing and planning events that need to get done. Yet, if you are not doing by society standard that’s not much to speak of. We gotten so far out of touch with nature and people that we just walking around not enjoying being here. Many people have memories of such experience that it’s difficult to see a world that places things over the moments over connections. 

Work has become that new title of our lives. The things that we consumer fills the holes, instead of looking for the connection to life or ourselves. How many people do you know that are just like yourself. You live the same life, in the same house, and travel the same path in life. What about the rest of the world and the people who inhabit it. What if you stepped out of bubble that your call your life. What would it look like? What would you see? See we are all on this beautiful journey called life and we forgotten that life existed outside of the doing. Many times when we were small and younger we dreamed of life outside of our knowing, we dreamt of adventure and connection to the wonders that life could offer us. Not all experience were what we expectation, but they impressed that there is much more then we could possible realize.

We always looking for something to fill us, to be much more then we can possibly imagine. If you had to ask what the hole is? Where is it? What does it want from you and how do you fill it? Many times were looking for other things to fill it. It could money, love, relationships and success, but it really you it’s looking for. As the song states “Who are you?” do you really know you or are living out what others want for you. Are doing or are listening to yourself, are living a life of passion from your heart. We tend to pretend that there is not two side to us and that we singular in form. If you ask a children who they are they will tell you exactly who they are. If ask the parent they may tell you a different story because they have seen both side of the coin, so to speak. 

Ask any parents from any generation they have the same expectation for their children, from the moment they are born to passing of their life. Yet listening to ourselves has fallen much to the waist side and we walk around pretending that it does not affect us, yet it impacts all of us, as a whole. If you look at any natural or man-made disaster it does not just impact that area in which it took place, it ripples out across the planet affecting far more than just the incident at hand.  So why is that we don’t listen to ourselves that we don’t think who we are and we have stop listening to our heart. 

Think for moment who are you, what are your beliefs and your challenges – who help your become you or who are you really. From your mother to your death, your had others to help you become you. Did they help define you or hind you? If you had the opportunity to stand before yourself, what would tell yourself about you? So the question remains “who are you”? Are you sum of parts or is just “I”.

I dedicate this to all the men and women who conscious choose to protective us, and not realizing the impact that it would have on their experience on life, and the value of the human experience. Happy Memorial Day!

Transitions _5/1/16

Transitions _5-1-16

So today a read a post about a friend of mine who past this year. It still bring tears to my eyes that she left. But what most people don’t understand is that our family, friends and the people we love never really leave. They are around us and will continue with us until we make our own transition from body back to source/heaven/universe. As for my friend I felt and sensed something was happening well before I heard the news of her departure from this life to the next. See our love one do things before they depart this planet we call home.

The fact is they say or do things that our out character of them. It may be telephone call, or sweet good bye in the tone of their voice or gesture that we over looked. Unlike accidents by their own hands that is coming from a different vibration of fear. Like the tears that roll down your face at the thought of someone leaving this plane, knowing that they had a choice to stay or leave. But for whatever reason they decide it was time for them to leave.

There are moments in everyone life that they are face with possible outs and they see them as god reroute them. As a child I saw spirits at my bedside long before I knew that I had a connection to them, I knew them by name. It took me a long time to put the pieces together because I was informed very early that they (spirits)were not really here in the physical and could not understand why other people did not see them for a very long, but they would tell me things and they did speak the way we speak. Their words would appear inside of me and sometimes when I would say things to people their words would hurt, because I knew that it was the truth and they just did want to hear or see it for themselves.

For the most part we all have had experiences that we could not explain or we live in a society that declare us crazy and mad because we do something outside the social normal. As we learned that it not ok to express what we see, hear or experience, that quiet little voice than step back because how dare we trust that voice, or spirits, guides and other being, when the physical is visual to all of, why would we trust something or someone other than people around us.

If we dismiss a lot things then we only see what we want to see or what others want us to see. I seen plenty and continue to everyday. Just today I experience a spirit trying to reach out to a loved one with the overwhelming sense of alcohol, with right eye issue (turning out wards), with a sense of confusion, and because I could not determine the exact person who they trying to reach, I walked away not knowing who they belong too. I then became confusing because I sensed that were trying really hard for me to understand. I then had to tell someone who was next me that I was stressed, because I knew that they would not necessary believe me even though they saw me in distress and confused because that’s how the spirit expressed himself to me.

The point is our love ones come to us days before or when we are sleeping, trying to get our attention to let us know that they visit us. It may be a song, or something that someone said that reminds us of them or the smell of cookie or pie. Or us imagining that we just saw so, so on a perfect stranger. See it’s not them who forgotten, it us and it was written into our life experience that we would forget, but what if those imaginary friends were real and it was everyone else that was not seeing them. Because they forgotten, just like you were told to do.