It could be spiritual
I have been walking around for the last week or so with what felt like a heavy coat over my shoulders, though in the last couple of days that has progressed to a wet-woollen blanket. The tiredness has been extreme. As I was lying awake last night, as I have often done, around two to three am, I once again put on a meditation. The one I chose has several different options, to go upstairs, downstairs or straight ahead and to make use of it as one wishes. Perhaps a healing is required, or knowledge, or one wants to go into a past life. I left my intention open, though as I was starting this meditation, I had the prompting that I might need a healing. I chose the upward path, though part of me wanted to take the straight-ahead option. Upon reaching the top, I saw the men whom I describe as council, the caretakers of my life. I have seen these men before and their role seems to be one of guidance, making sure that I stick to the life path I have mapped out for myself before I incarnate. They showed me the path ahead with Stephen, and if we weren’t on the same line, our lines ran parallel to each other, very closely together, until our time was up. It didn’t matter whether we walked the same line or not, they were together anyway. I was told we still had a considerable time on this plane.
Upon being given this information, I quickly ran down the stairs and took the path I had wanted to take in the beginning. There I received the knowledge that I did in fact need a healing and I found myself walking towards the gate where I have often gone to meet passed-over loved ones and where I once received an angel healing. I described this in The Collective Us P 172. Once again, the angels set to work on me, removing an outer layer of denseness, that I realised I had accumulated over the past couple of months. I have attended two funerals in this time and I saw I had collected the grief of many of these people on my shoulders, cascading down over my entire body, creating the overwhelming tiredness. I hadn’t even thought of this being spiritual or energetic, instead I had written it off as exposure to Covid. Though I didn’t get this disease, I felt my body had been fighting it. And it could well have been too, but even lying in bed, I felt an immense lightness after this debris was released, and this morning, I feel so much better than I have felt in weeks.
So many times in my life, I have not been quick enough to think of the spiritual or the fact I may need to do work on myself. I wonder how many other people are walking around, believing they have a chronic illness or that the world is against them, when all that is required is a spiritual or energetic healing. Before I went to sleep, I wondered if I had a hole in my energetic field, where all my energy was escaping. I am not familiar with what this looks like, as I have never seen one on a person or myself, but I have heard others talk about this. I did try to look, but saw nothing – obviously, because I had so much denseness around myself obstructing my spiritual vision.
I am pleased I am feeling better this morning and it was an added bonus seeing the men in council, poring over the map and telling me that both Stephen and I still had quite a bit of time left on earth.