If it is one thing that I have come to realize about one's personal spiritual journey is to expect the unexpected, and that your not going to know when or where things are going to happen. This lays true for what has happened to me today. Life happened.
Let me give you a little insight before I explain any further about what I am about to tell you, a little about myself. First off, before things spiritually and supernaturally started happening to me I was a young 29 year old living a life just like everyone else. Along with my husband and two children we were going through the ups and downs of getting out of the military and going through the emotions of just holding things together. But one day something drastic happened to me. On March 01, 2012 I died and came back, which left me speechless and asking questions. I seek out pastors and other spiritual people but no one had any answers or explanations as to why this happened. And then on May 25th, 2012 my answers started to come but from voices.
No, I am not crazy. Many people hears spirits and angels and even demons. I was hearing all of the above including God. How do I know that it was God? By his voice, his distinctive voice unlike all the others, and no it isn't a demon talking.
So, for the last 3 years I have been learning and growing from my own personal teachers: God, Guides, Angels, and also people who walk in this world and beyond the world. They have been teaching me how to help others, as well as, myself on this spiritual journey, and along the way I have been able to.
And that brings today. Life takes paths that you don't see and when they happen they can leave you uneasy or unself aware or even torn in your own thoughts as to what has happened.
Today is no exception to the way how my life has been lived for the last 3 years. Here is what happened.
Around 7:30am I laid down to take a nap, shortly after I had taken the kids to school. As I was in the dream world many things happened as they usually do but this was new.
Dream: I am walking to what looks to be an open pool or pond covered by a hard cover. The water looked dirty from all the fall leaves that had fallen into them. I immedtatly plunge into the water. I feel it covering my whole body, as it laid face down, I decided to turn to face to see what was above me. I laid and my arms spread out beyond me. I could feel myself falling deeper and deeper into the abyss.
I wasn't scared. At first I thought that I could feel the water start to take my lungs, but then I became self aware that I didn't have to be scared. Then darkness and light started to flicker in my vision. And as I was about to pass out into the blackness a beautiful light appeared. I could see the fall leaves surrounding me as I continued to go deeper into the water, but now it was no longer water. It looked like water, but felt like air. I knew I no longer breathed.
My heartached because my memory of my twinflame came to my mind. I remember yelling out for him in my mind, but he wasn't there. Saddened, the light was there and I was ready to go. Ready to go home and join him and all the others.
Then I could hear a man come underneath me while I was still in the other world. I could hear his air and a grunt from him as he pushed me up to the surface. Mad I yelled in my own thoughts, "Michael," but he didn't appear (Archangel Michael is my twinflame. That is why I yelled.) I was angry. I yelled, "No!" but he didn't hear me. He pushed me up to the surface and there I was greeted by another man.
I wasn't happy with either one of them. I felt torn. Pain. Sorrow. Jealousy. Then I woke up.
Dream ends.
Ever since the dream I felt a disconnect like I did the first time of dying. Who am I? Why am I hear? What is going on and why? Why now? Why can't I just go home?
While I am coherent of these thoughts, I am also aware of the answers. For the last two days I have dreamt of myself getting ready to do my purpose, but I never get there, but always one step closer than the last. It is almost here. Death for me will come one more time. And each will be different, but the last will finish a transformation that is needed for me to complete my purpose.
How does death affect you? In every way. It pulls you. It confuses you. You yearn for a home that you know deep down exist and yet you can't put your finger on it. I am one of the lucky ones and I know my home. Their will come a time when I won't have to do this death and coming back in this life. I will leave this vessel and take another.
Now is a new journey. Now is one that I wish to share more to you all. I've been gone for a while, but I feel it is time to come back and share my experiences.
Much love to you all, and God bless.
Let me give you a little insight before I explain any further about what I am about to tell you, a little about myself. First off, before things spiritually and supernaturally started happening to me I was a young 29 year old living a life just like everyone else. Along with my husband and two children we were going through the ups and downs of getting out of the military and going through the emotions of just holding things together. But one day something drastic happened to me. On March 01, 2012 I died and came back, which left me speechless and asking questions. I seek out pastors and other spiritual people but no one had any answers or explanations as to why this happened. And then on May 25th, 2012 my answers started to come but from voices.
No, I am not crazy. Many people hears spirits and angels and even demons. I was hearing all of the above including God. How do I know that it was God? By his voice, his distinctive voice unlike all the others, and no it isn't a demon talking.
So, for the last 3 years I have been learning and growing from my own personal teachers: God, Guides, Angels, and also people who walk in this world and beyond the world. They have been teaching me how to help others, as well as, myself on this spiritual journey, and along the way I have been able to.
And that brings today. Life takes paths that you don't see and when they happen they can leave you uneasy or unself aware or even torn in your own thoughts as to what has happened.
Today is no exception to the way how my life has been lived for the last 3 years. Here is what happened.
Around 7:30am I laid down to take a nap, shortly after I had taken the kids to school. As I was in the dream world many things happened as they usually do but this was new.
Dream: I am walking to what looks to be an open pool or pond covered by a hard cover. The water looked dirty from all the fall leaves that had fallen into them. I immedtatly plunge into the water. I feel it covering my whole body, as it laid face down, I decided to turn to face to see what was above me. I laid and my arms spread out beyond me. I could feel myself falling deeper and deeper into the abyss.
I wasn't scared. At first I thought that I could feel the water start to take my lungs, but then I became self aware that I didn't have to be scared. Then darkness and light started to flicker in my vision. And as I was about to pass out into the blackness a beautiful light appeared. I could see the fall leaves surrounding me as I continued to go deeper into the water, but now it was no longer water. It looked like water, but felt like air. I knew I no longer breathed.
My heartached because my memory of my twinflame came to my mind. I remember yelling out for him in my mind, but he wasn't there. Saddened, the light was there and I was ready to go. Ready to go home and join him and all the others.
Then I could hear a man come underneath me while I was still in the other world. I could hear his air and a grunt from him as he pushed me up to the surface. Mad I yelled in my own thoughts, "Michael," but he didn't appear (Archangel Michael is my twinflame. That is why I yelled.) I was angry. I yelled, "No!" but he didn't hear me. He pushed me up to the surface and there I was greeted by another man.
I wasn't happy with either one of them. I felt torn. Pain. Sorrow. Jealousy. Then I woke up.
Dream ends.
Ever since the dream I felt a disconnect like I did the first time of dying. Who am I? Why am I hear? What is going on and why? Why now? Why can't I just go home?
While I am coherent of these thoughts, I am also aware of the answers. For the last two days I have dreamt of myself getting ready to do my purpose, but I never get there, but always one step closer than the last. It is almost here. Death for me will come one more time. And each will be different, but the last will finish a transformation that is needed for me to complete my purpose.
How does death affect you? In every way. It pulls you. It confuses you. You yearn for a home that you know deep down exist and yet you can't put your finger on it. I am one of the lucky ones and I know my home. Their will come a time when I won't have to do this death and coming back in this life. I will leave this vessel and take another.
Now is a new journey. Now is one that I wish to share more to you all. I've been gone for a while, but I feel it is time to come back and share my experiences.
Much love to you all, and God bless.
