For years I have wondered who I really am. I always felt that I am more than a human being. Since I was young, I knew I was different and that I have an important assignment to carry out. Knowing who I really am is essential for me, for I know that once I remember, my real work begins.
Symbols are an important part of my life. Their meaning transcends words and I understand them so deeply. They are such a part of my life that sometimes the symbols become literal. So it comes as no surprise that my higher self chose Easter week for the resurrection of who I really am.
On Holy Thursday, which also happened to be a full moon, a small group of "kindred souls" gathered inside a most special and sacred lodge. We shared our thoughts with each other. One of us began to give messages and then facilitated the energy for clear visions for each of us. When it was my turn, my vision was that of an angel with silver wings and a ball of light in her heart. I soon realized that the angel I saw is who I really am. Tears began to flow. I hear in my head, "I haven't fallen. I haven't fallen." I remembered that I had mastered many things and decided to come to Earth and experience what it is like to be human, to master that, and share with the world my heart light. Then I remembered the name of the location where I did my healing work...Heart Light Passages. More tears. I was told there will be more books and more information coming through. So much more than I had ever envisioned is coming.
Since Thursday, I have been getting message after message confirming my essence. It will take a bit to integrate this and allow each of my cells to really feel it and know it. Just a couple of months ago I again asked for an answer to the question "Who am I?" Things are clearly accelerating.
The beauty of Thursday evening was that I remembered. No one told me this is who I am. Would I have believed them if they had? When the knowing comes from the depths of who we are, we cannot deny it. I am an angel having an occasional human experience. My world has been turned upside down.
My December blog was titled, "Fallen Angel." Our higher selves are so cleaver. They keep sending messages any way they can until we get it. Now I also understand that I never "fell." I chose to come here, especially at this time, to be one of us, to experience pain, sorrow, joy, and love, and to assist us all in remembering who we really are. Love.
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