Recently I felt guided into the galaxy art at Dancing Cranes to talk with a small lad who was quietly sitting in his stroller, watching all the energy move around above him. I asked his mother if she was comfortable with me talking to him. She gave her permission and I crouched down in front of him to say hello.
While talking with him, she began a story with the line, “Can I ask you something?”
“Yes.”
She paused and looked up at the ceiling, focusing on nothing in particular. Shyly she said, “I don’t know how to make it not sound crazy.”
“Sweetie,” I said, “There ain’t nothin’ you can tell me that will shock or terrify me. Crazy is welcome here.”
She giggled and launched into a story about a loved one who had “gone off the deep end.” As she shared the tale, I caught the energy of psychic attack, but I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. Although she was regaling me with a tale that would point to this loved one in the deep end and even though she was thoroughly convinced that her loved one was coming after her in all manner of ugliness, the attack energy wasn’t coming from her drowning loved one. It was coming from an entirely different source.
She wanted to find grounding stones, protection stones, and other Light objects to keep her safe. I offered suggestions and showed her the items I was speaking of, slowly traversing the store from shelf to rack on a search for the things that she felt in alignment with.
At one point, as we stood near the fish pond, she said, “Well, Joe said…” (name changed to protect identity)
I asked, “Who is Joe?”
“He is our Master.” She said it in a way that suggested this being was someone of high stature.
“Master?” I asked, feeling confused. “Do you mean a spirit guide?”
“No, he’s human.”
“Oh, so do you mean Reiki Master?”
“Oh no!” She said emphatically. “Joe is NOT a Reiki Master. John shuns Reiki. Joe is our… Master.”
I tell you what… every bell and whistle within me went off. I wanted to grab her and run away with her. I took a breath and checked in to see what was happening. My Sentinelle energy was on high alert. This woman wasn’t my client, so I was not in agreement to work with her, but I could not ignore the portend brought by the awakening of my Sentinelle in that moment.
I studied the woman’s beautiful face and felt love and sadness crash into me. She was so muddled by external information that she had lost track of what was truly true for her. She had lost track of her own light.
With a wave of overwhelming love and a feeling of tears burning in the back of my eyes, I asked, “May I put my hands on you.”
She smiled and nodded. I placed my hands on her upper arms and opened up to Spirit, allowing the words of the Divine to pour through me, “You are a powerful woman and you have a lot of people coming at you, a lot of external information coming at you. This concerns me. You must remember that you have all the answers within you. Trust yourself. Follow only what is in alignment with your highest good. In all things, you must choose Love. Even in this darkness with your loved one, you must be Love.”
She got big tears in her eyes and hugged me tightly, whispering, “Thank you.”
In the work I do, there is often information received that I am not meant to share at that moment, with the person in front of me. There are some things that I see and hear that they cannot know because if they knew, it would interrupt their growth, their transformation.
This was one of those times. And the things I saw broke my heart. I wanted to rescue her, but I couldn’t. She was on her path, she was experiencing huge things, and it was all part of what she is here to experience.
I walked away with a tender heart, feeling as though I wanted to run back and shield her from all the pain that is heading her way. I wanted to command her to disengage from any source of guidance other than her true Source – with a capital “S.” I wanted to strongly invite her to move away from the humans who had a hold of her heart and mind, who were telling her what to do instead of guiding her to know for herself.
I wanted to sweep her away from all that. But I couldn’t. Because then I would have been doing the very thing I wanted to stop the others from doing. I would be taking away her free will, her power of choice.
This planet IS a place of free will and our lives are powered by the choices we make. When EPIC Sensitives align themselves with humans who are concerned with directing other humans around by magnifying their fears, it is their choice to do so and it is also their path to live out the consequences of that choice.
As a Sensitive Warrior Queen, choosing to follow the directive of Spirit that tells me to lay down my sword and walk away is a difficult choice for me. Every time. But, in truth, it is the most loving choice I can make because Spirit has shown me that their painful path is their choice and allowing them their choice IS Love.
Knowing when to step in, step up, step back, or step down is all part of understanding how, as EPIC Sensitives, we can be of service in the highest manner. Trusting in the Divine is the key to that understanding.
That trust, though, does not make it any easier to allow them their pain.
