Your Path is Your Own
Waking Up My journey thus far has had hurtles that have manifested themselves in several ways. It began as a mental one, from my mind being shut down to being woken up and open to feelings again. At that point, the complete darkness changed to dim light. I couldn’t see clearly, but I could see something. The next hurtle presented itself as PTSD, and all I had to do was manipulate my memories in order to rid myself of these fictitious torments from my physical past. In doing so, that dim light became an almost blinding, illuminating, and truth bearing light. Gone was the fear of something that didn’t exist, and in its place was the certainty of who I am. Being awake like this has allowed my spiritual journey to continue. Dreams flow in and out of my subconscious mind like water through a stream devoid of blockage. Meditation becomes a focus for not only quieting the mind, but more than that also being open to receive. This communion with something beyond me has given me wisdom I didn’t know I had and the ability to look at things with new perspective. Awakening the soul has been the most important thing I’ve done so far. Continuing to better myself is where my path takes me next, but at least now I have the groundwork and my eyes are open.
Cleansing Rays
The Eternal Traveler Once I became conscious again, I realized that not only was I not alone, but I had been here before. I’m not talking about Delaware specifically, but here, on Earth and alive. Many people may not believe in multiple incarnations, but for me, it is not only a possibility, but a probability. The soul is something that was here long before your physical body and will continue to be long after this one is gone. The soul, or the eternal traveler when it is in its most conscious form, is a culmination of knowledge from many lifetimes. This wisdom is locked away but can be accessed, and most of the time, this occurs unintentionally. Have you ever had a dream during which you know things that you have no business knowing? Like why would anyone who hasn’t looked for the information or studied whales know what the mating ritual of blue whales looks like? Yet, in the subconscious realm, you’re more than sure of it. That stored knowledge can sometimes manifest itself in dreams, or it could be complete nonsense, depends on the day.
The Eternal Traveler
A Walk Through Visions As I open my eyes, it seems I have stepped backward. Around me I do not see my reality, at least not my current one. The leopard skin that adorns my left arm suggests a past that I have not known recently. Rainforests that I wish to learn of surround me in warmth and beauty. This glimpse is shattered as I take a step forward. Or is it another step backward? Another forest sits before me, but in another atmosphere entirely. A longhouse wreathes my vision in a sense of family and home and my arms are wrapped in deerskin sleeves. I stand and attempt to take another step. White. The vast expanse of snow and ice that greets me is harsh but plentiful. Behind me standing in this desolate landscape is a woman clothed in the skins of seal and caribou. I feel myself begin to walk towards her and my vision shifts again. Sand is everywhere this time, even on the horizon. Is that eyeliner I feel around my eyes? I glance to my left to see myself holding the reigns of a camel. I stand there, inhaling the fresh African air and taking in the sight of in-progress pyramids. As I move to mount the magnificent beast next to me, I am transported elsewhere. I blink a few times and find myself in a boat, far out in a body of water, ocean, I’m sure of it. I sit at the rudder steering towards an unfamiliar destination and watch as dolphins coast near the surface of the water. I go to wave at them before I blink, and the vision is no longer there. I rub my eyes and see my bed, here in the present. What was that?
Spirit Walker