Hello my beautiful babies!
What a week it has been, eh?
Yesterday was a monumental day of release for me.
We all know the things we "should" do to assist us on this journey, but knowing, doing and being are all quite different.
I had been feeling this dull sense of sadness that I was simply numbing out for a very long time.
As a child I never really fit in.
I had an xtremely high IQ, yet the social behavior of a butterfly.
I could see and hear spirits, angels and extra terrestrials, but never told a soul.
It got to a point where I began to get scared of these things, so I told my parents what I saw.
They simply laughed it off when I was young, so I kinda tucked it in my back pocket.
As I grew older, my experiences mulitplied, and I began to have experiences with human angels that came in and out of my life, telling me that I was special, or different and not from this world. This made me feel comforted, but also quite scared.
These people never stayed in my life for long and at times I was the only person who could see or hear them, so trying to talk to a friend or family member about this became extremely unbelievable to the rest.
When I was a teenager, the people who visited me became very dark, mysterious and at times deceptive. Things like Freemasonry were explained to me, along with books and symbols I had never heard of nor seen before.