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I have often wondered why I cannot remember much of my childhood and it has come up recently again, by spirit.  I grew up in a pretty dysfunctional home and I have often wondered why I do not remember or carry the emotional scares that many of my family.  I have a psychology background and usually just associate it to my understanding of how emotions relate and are created by ones perspective.  I truly believe that if you change your perspective you not only change your emotions, but also your life.

Recently it has come to my attention again that I do not have many memories before age 12-14.  In the past, I usually acknowledged the thought of not knowing and then simply set the thought free, this time seemed to be different.  There was an importance about it, and spirit would not allow me to set it free.

I went to a friend of mine who is practicing to become an EFT practitioner and asked if we could dig deeper into this issue. And we did!

As I begin tapping, no memories come through, then there are a few glimpses, mostly glimpse of memories from looking at picture that have been taken, but nothing significant.  Then I ask, “where was I”?  If I wasn’t there (in my childhood) then where was I?  Much to my amazement the answer was, you weren’t really there.  What?  What does that mean?  To make a long story short what we discovered was that I was being protected by spirits and angels and did not have the reality of what was going on most of the time.  Spirit had set everything up so beautifully for me.

You see my life purpose is to be a cycle breaker, I knew that all my life.  I was born into my family to break the cycle of addiction.  And spirit had protected me so that I could become the annoying pain that I was in my teens and early 20’s so that I could do just that, be a cycle breaker.  I was sort of a rebel with people back then, not being very polite when it came to convincing people to stop their crazy addictive lives, but for the most part it worked.  Never really worked for my father, but there are several family members who are sober to this day.

What I took away from this knowledge and lesson is that we all have this divine right to be loved and protected from spirit.  That was probably the most difficult emotion to acknowledge was this sense of overwhelming love and protection.   My thinking led me to, “who am I to be privileged to this kind of protection?”  I am not worthy of this, only really spiritual people are worthy of being protected.  When you grow up in a dysfunctional home praise and unconditional love is not high on the priority list.  I grew up with a sense of not being worthy, of not having open lines of communication and being loved was often questionable.  All I really know right now is that we all need to step into our divine right and that we are all worthy of spirits divine love.