Thin skinned

 

I do genuinely write this blog cautiously.  perhaps too cautiously.  Though I imagine what I write here is how a huge number of us feel.  I do not wish to open portals of fear for anyone. anyone..  Only to commiserate with all those who have already seen the terrors and there is no unseeing.  Hopefully we can speak what 'must not be spoken' and finally heal together.  I say the terrors - anything and everything we have seen that is so utterly horrifyingly dark our souls nearly did not escape it.  I know lightwarriors who are better built for that kind of thing..  thick skin, a different breed.  I am not one of those.  I am a highly sensitive.

Perhaps the Goddess must send in some highly sensitives to stand beside the warriors, just to truly grasp the magnitude of the darkness and what it truly does to the innocents, so the Goddess knows forever more, understands ALL the darks false dimensions, from all her consciousness, so evil never festers unseen ever again.  

This is not a blog for information.  Info - both real and false - is abound.  At best, this will be a blog of emotional alchemy.  Assisting the healing of the emotional body.

Some would berate me for ‘dwelling’ on the darkness, 'raise your vibration!' I hear them cry.  We are naturally high vibration - what we must do is release the darkness that keeps us down, and we do not do that through wishful thinking, ignoring, denying.  

One thing I have learn in life.. for many of us, a spiritual clearing, or healing, or past life regression, is not enough..  we must speak our pains, we must grieve, wail, unleash.  native cultures know plenty about this..  professional wailers, helping each other into and back out of the waters of grief, and we must, we must go in!   It is how we operate, as emotional beings, grief is what keeps us human, grief is what lets us pour out the puss of our spiritual and emotional woundings until the wounds are clear and clean and we are well again - not untouched, not unchanged, but well again. 

yes yes, advanced healing to  come will dramatically speed up this progress, until there is nothing left to heal, and grief will be at most a tiny thing and largely not needed for the world will be all ease and rightness and transparancy and eternal life again..  but right now we are in the old human bodies with the old emotions and we have to do what we can!!

Us highly sensitives are different to the hardened built-for-it lightwarriors, the Arcturian types..  who by the way I notice are often on a certain degree of the autistic spectrum; a particularly tough degree, perhaps part of the necessary armourment, but I do not know enough about that to really comment, only a noticing.  They are tough, for sure.  They really do just whip out a spiritual surgery on themselves and get on with the next horrifying mission.  When veteran soldiers vomit at the sight of some of the things we lightworkers know about and deal with in the spiritual..    bless all the soldiers, on the ground and in the ethers!! bless them Goddess, bless them with everything you have, may the best of heaven be theirs!!  

So I, different to a lightwarrior, though of course I use every trick and tool they have; must speak my pain . This is progress for me.  I have been frozen for some years, staring into space.  Stuck, beside-myself, brain-not-functioning, horrified.  Yes, life continued, minor projects completed, matrix-life taken care of, well, just..  I functioned just enough to get the help to function.. but beneath all that, frozen, so fucking frozen.  

And THIS is what it important!  Are you frozen too my friend?  In the pepetual scream?! Found out too much, felt too much, experienced too much, seen too much?!!!  

Then I honour YOU.  WE are the ones who write history going forward, and it is we, who will fulfil the potential of those sacred words, words only fulfilled by those who looked at the truth of the horror despite the cost to themselves, and promised to always remember the horror despite cost to themselves; despite the lightworkers on the light end berating us to ‘let it go’, those sacred words;

Never Again.  

In all times, all spaces, all dimensions, all existences, all universes and multiverses, in all of being-ness and christendom, in all of life and beyond life;

Never Again.