
Yesterday i went for a walk
into my inner~landscape
then onwards to the greater ~beyond~
...and in this guided journeying
i found myself re~visiting old hurts
that were locked into my body's
... cellular memory
My Cranio~Sacral therapist ~David~
expertly held my hand...

And so together we walked into my Spirit past
and i fell into an ancient time, and a long ago life
where an arrow, had pierced my left breast, heart and lung...
"It is the source of your upper body pain"
...whispered an inner knowing
as the pain radiated out to fill my chest
and as i stood in that long ago lifetime
with a pain that was very real
my lungs started to wheeze with a heaviness
and i saw in my minds eye
a row of partly hooded faces
...standing in ~judgment~ over me

And is i stepped deeper into the pain
(as i was directed)
i felt an anger rise and flood into my chest
a deep and long held anger
that had seeped into my ~current~ times...
And then moving forward back into this lifetime
i found myself in my late 20's
with my firstborn suckling at my now missing breast
and i suddenly realized i have been ~dancing a dance~
with my ~anger~ for waaaay too long now

So as we snapped the arrow in half
and so removing the pain from my lives
Then as my breathing returned to normal
and my chest became lighter
and when i had slipped back from my body and into my mind again...
i pondered upon this latest walk with myself
and i wondered about ~Universal wisdom~
and the synchronistic call to "Jury Duty" in 2010?
and right and wrong...
...then distracting me with a smile
David directed my gaze to the window
"Look" he said "At the Butterflies"

NOTES:
*"David's" are my saviours:
David my Surgeon
David my Radiologist
and David my Cranio~Sacral therapist
"The boy's name David is pronounced DAY-vid.
It is of Hebrew origin, and its meaning is "beloved".
* " Throughout mythical history, the wearing of “hooded cloaks” has been recorded in every period of time & walk of life; enigmas (monks, red riding hood, ringwraiths, etc.) of unique appearance, encased in a form of guardianship, where secrets & mysteries lie hidden beneath woven folds & veiled faces.
Cloaked in garments of false ”hoods”, our personalities “cloak” our secrets as well as our pain & powers. We speculate what lies beneath the mask of another, while unknowingly our image is just a sculptured reflection, a likeness most often transparent to others.
As an “observer” of a “cloaked being” sculpture, feelings of buried ancestral memories surface – a remembrance of shrouded times. "
(http://sandraparent.com/)

*"War in Heaven"
France, c. 1320
in The Cloisters Collection, New York City
* Jury Duty Melb Aust: http://www.courts.vic.gov.au/
*Why do we want to have cell level healing? It's a permanent change that results in a healing of a higher dimension. People are capable of healing themselves faster. They are more empowered to envision, embrace and enact their souls' mission with joy. And they are acting more in divine alignment and divine intention and divine integrity.
As we move through the shift, it's our responsibility to clean and clear ourselves of energy imprints that get in our way. In order to bring about a better universe, it begins with us.
Permanently healing ourselves from our cell level.http://spiritofmaat.com/sep07/cellular_memory.html
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9 comments:
Ooo, this is wonderful... thank you!
so glad
that you are
discovering and healing.
this was fascinating to me!
peace~ Chuck
I have past issues with cloaked ones as well, Vicki. Your post was fabby, and the images just perfect for the story of your experience.xx♥
P.s word verification is gangst!
This is just amazing. I just took my friend to this woman that is a cranio sacral therapist and it was amazing. I am fascinated by this. I have an appointment with her in December. I had never ever heard of this until last friday. And now you write about it. Wow. Thank you for sharing this. Lori
oh nolly, that song. your words.
sometimes i say i am in tears when i just feel that way, but this has found its way to a core place within me.
nothing lasts
people change
how hard it is for me to accept this....until i remember that i can hold on to the love. i can hold it dearly and tight. it is mine to keep.
thank you, nolly. i am now indebted to you....
love
kj
A very interesting and thoughtful post on healing and the journey it involves.
My wife's uncle was a David and he was special in our lives.
Thank you for the most incredible post dearest one.
This is very powerful. I understand.
Love Renee xoxo
a brave posting to share the innermost workings of your spirit at this powerful point in its journey. my bruvver is david. he's been there for me in ways that make no sense on the surface but he has held his love for me through times when love has been the healer. steven
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Very touching Vicki, *hugs*
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