I recently did my first house move in the state of consciousness I live in now, listening to my guidance and only my guidance. It is fascinating where I found myself.
I shared a flat with a young lady for about two weeks. A beautiful place in which other lovely people lived before us. What I found after moving in was mice in the kitchen and their faeces inside the cupboards. I was literally disgusted and had a hard time to settle in or feel at home.
It made cooking, which is part of a loving home for me, very hard or even impossible.
So why was I guided there? Into a situation which I am even ashamed to share about?
Well I know for sure, there is a very good reason and in the end it isn´t anybody at all who put me there apart from myself.
I chose this. Why?
For my higher learning. For clearing the land which I messed up thousands of years ago when I started a nasty war resulting in the torture and death of a lot of people.
So I am here to once again take full responsibility and LOVE myself.
I am here to learn to stand up for myself and communicate my needs.
I am here to learn about honesty and the healing effects of it.
I am here with my face in the dirt when I thought I had reached the bottom.
And most importantly I am here to be happy NOW.
I am here to face my fears of the dark and go home anyway, knowing I am protected and supported by the divine.
And learning to hold my frequency when surrounded by spirits just waiting to come in and mess with my energies.
I am here to bring light.
So here I am.
I was looking for a different place of course and what do you think happened next?
I was guided to the most amazing flat. It just waited for me until I was done with my learnings.
So I will clean my next kitchen. Because for the temporary one I take responsibility for some energetics, but I am not cleaning the actual faeces. This is part of the learning too. It´s a boundary. And I feel good with the clarity it brings.
And what about the shame? Why am I ashamed of the situation?
Well it brings it all up. Am I not able to find something decent? Am I not able to sustain myself? Look after myself? Why don´t I clean it? Since it´s partly my responsibility.
I am ashamed to even ask someone to clean there. Ashamed to leave the place like that. I feel dirty. Unworthy.
Is it true? Of course not. But where does it come from? What´s the underlying fear?
Being left. Being left in the dirt. To die. With nothing good being left to even say about me. Just scum.
It was my first house move in this state of consciousness. What did it bring?
I can now fully step into my power. My light. Which brings up all the dark. That´s ok. It´s part of me. And I love myself.
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