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The Final Touches Being Infused for Our New Life! By Lisa
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rainbow lights
Hi Lisa,
on early morning of 21st of april i layed down to my bad , cleanining my chakras with reiki, my dog was on the bed with me... we both slipped into sleep.
i woke up with some strange feeling in my hands. there was a beautifull rainbow coming off my hand. i kept my hand in the air and let the rainbow light fall on to my face.
then i pulled my dog closer to my self..
i said: comeon my friend you have to benefit this light too :D
than i slept again.. and few times i woke up with the same feelings..
woow.. is this the rainbow light you have mentioned? or was i simply dreaming :))
call to paternal family ...
Lisa,
Wow - your words resonate. I too am with my father - and reconnecting with my paternal family after so many years. And of this unexpected. What a wonderful journey we are all on. Thank you.
L O V E & L I G H T!
Dawn
My Theme...
Oh...yes, I know what this theme has been...fear to tell my mother and stepfather that I want to move north with my 13 year-old son, to the town in Door County where his father, father's wife, and little sister live. We're moving there for good reasons, so my son is close to his father, so I can step outside of being a hermit as I've been for years, so I can embrace a community containing many spiritual, like-minded people. All goodness, more important now than ever.
And yet my mother will be furious and hurt, my stepfather will shame and scorn me. Just like my entire life with the two of them. Shame and scorn like acid being forever thrown on me. And again I must go through this with no one holding my hand to help me stay brave. Again, with little or no protective shield to keep them from narrowing their eyes at me, and complaining that all I ever do is think about myself, and that I live to try to ruin their lives...their words scrape and sting and leave me feeling sick for days if not weeks...even as I've been aware of the power I give them and have tried to cleanse and heal in this way...
Oh ouch, it's going to hurt, I need a hand to hold, for I see that I must tell them now, soon, any day...and yet to move through this terror, to move beyond into a life that is finally my own, not vice-grip squeezed by their endless criticisms, judgments, cutting opinions, is it possible, a life where I don't feel them shooting daggers inside me, proclaiming my eternal badness? Is this possible, to be free, and to Love and to Dream and to follow heart and spirit without the ever-present threat of their waiting whole-Being guillotine...? Oh Please, oh please, oh please...♥
hillary