Have you looked around at people, young, old, and in between, and have you seen the trauma in their eyes? Some carry it around more obviously than others. We can see it especially in the elderly, as they become hunched over, as they look weary from life and gravity pushes them down.
Their wounds are part of them. Most do not know how to transcend those wounds, and many carry them like a badge of courage.
The wounds they carry are mostly ancient, and have stopped them in their tracks from truly enjoying their lives. Some define their lives by those wounds.
Emotional and physical wounds. Being traumatized by life here on an unforgiving planet. They begin to believe that life here is a punishment for some wrongdoing on their part. So they try and try to be better people. They follow all the rules, work hard. Worship the right gods, study, put their time in.
They can’t understand why they are not getting what they want. Why has god forsaken them?
As time goes on, as years pass, they eventually just give up on their dreams. They don’t believe in Magic. Which isn’t magic at all, but is their natural state of being creator gods. But they dare not dream only to be disappointed once again.
They keep their world small. Expect just so much, and no more. Maybe just the bare minimum. Just enough money, just enough health, just enough love.
They stop living, and are simply biding their time. Filling it up with activities and people, wondering when god will get them out of here. Or hoping that they can hang on to life indefinitely because they are even more terrified of what they will find on the other side.
Most people are living variations of a colorless life.
THE CHILDREN REMEMBER….
Very young children tend to be drawn to people whose radiance is stronger than the average human. They sense the average human isn’t really in their body. Their consciousness is off somewhere else. But they are drawn to those who have more spirit, more of a connection to their soul.
Those children are also more connected to their soul. They are generally not encouraged to cultivate that connection, but are discouraged to trust their own impulses.
They are told that their invisible friend is just their imagination. That the trees can’t talk. Their young hearts are filled with a wonder for life. Everything is so new to them. They are absolutely themselves. And they know they are more than their own body and personality.
But all too quickly they are taught that their mind is the most important aspect of them, that they must study, work hard in school, have goals, get a good job, settle down, raise a family, save their money. Follow all the rules and they will be rewarded.
Dont make waves. Stay within your gender roles. Be a good person.
So some people display the trauma in their eyes, others look vacuous. Glazed over. Not engaged except in a video game that goes on for hours every day. An easy escape from a world that offers them very little joy.
So many young people have already given up on their dreams before they even know what those dreams are. Some are setting their life goals as young as grammar school. They already know they want to be a computer analyst or something that will earn them money and financial security.
Even in the face of job insecurity in the world now, parents are still pushing college on their kids. But those kids know better, at least some of them. They know college isn’t the answer. They know that life is out there, not in a classroom.
We also knew, back in our childhood, that life isn’t what our parents or our schools were trying to teach us. Yet we felt powerless to do anything about it, at least back then.
We knew we were here for vastly different reasons than what most humans were living.
We came back this lifetime, those of us going through our enlightenment, to shed our wounds. To bring back our lost aspects. To connect with our I AM here in these bodies. To bring life force back to our bodies, to our lives, and to this planet.
We came back to reclaim the magic that we knew we had in our fingertips.
We come back here to experience the earth, the soil, the water, the forests with our soul. Even if it’s a plant or bouquet of flowers in our apartment. To taste food for the first time. To hear music like never before. To fall in love with OURSELF.
To do that we have been shedding our wounds, and our human trauma. The experiences that created those wounds are not necessarily forgotten, but our perspective has changed around those events.
We no longer see those events the same way any more. And that changes everything. That changes our reality.
Then the magic can come back to us, which isn’t really magic at all. It is just us being who we have always been.
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