Understanding the Soul Energy

Like DNA, understanding the soul energy can get really complicated, so bear with me as I simplify it for readability.

We want to humanize everything.  It is all we have been able to relate to.  We have humanized God with earthly qualities like singularity and gender, love and jealousy, fairness and condemnation—because we humans are like that. We see God in OUR image instead of seeing us in GOD’S image. God is love.  God is a vibration that exists everywhere.  God is even the opposite of God, which is fear.  Fear is simply the lack of Light, love hiding from itself.  There is nothing in existence that is anything other than God.  When you see someone really angry and bitter, consider compassion, because they are simply forgetting they are God.

Soul energy is an individualization of the whole of God.  Very much like the sun’s rays are individualizations of the sun. They are parts of the sun as we are parts of god.

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I, Kuthumi, greet you with Celestial Blessings for your next chapter. A magnificent chapter, one which we here hope you are ready to embrace. To celebrate this great time of opening to your higher mind.

Many will understand and indeed now begin to experience the restrictions of the lower conscious mind which has held humanity hostage for so long.

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My dearest friends,

I haven’t been writing for a while. Being busy with integrating and letting go of more content, beside all the other work I do.

Content? Oh yes, the process seems endless, while we are multi-leveled and multidimensional beings.

Kiko Okada

True love caught me by surprise about 40 years ago.

My husband was one of the sweetest men you could ever hope to meet. We loved each other deeply. He seemed to love everything about me, I appreciated him so much – and I was also exasperated with him.

I didn’t really understand ADD, Attention Deficit Disorder, in those days. All I knew was that I was constantly picking up after this man. I didn’t want to fall into nagging, but no amount of gentle or logical requests, reminders or pleas seemed to make any difference. I even brought a 30-gallon trash can into the house and put it right under the lip of the kitchen counter. After he took his pizza out, surely he could just sweep the box in? Instead, I was the one that threw the rubbish into the can and continued to pick up after him.

He liked a tidy home, but not enough to maintain it. Even back then, I felt that sharing a space with anyone meant finding compromises to work out differences in lifestyles. Expecting him to meet my standards of neatness just because I liked to squeeze toothpaste tubes and roll them up from the bottom was stepping further into all those shades of gray leading to “my way or the highway.”