I had a panic-freak-the-fuck-out-attack the other day. I'm sure you've had a few yourself at some point.
1 tax thing + 1 income thing + 1 still fluctuating housing situation going into the 5th month thing = well ya know.
What was different this time from other freakouts?
I had zero thought of food. None. I didn't find myself pacing circles in the kitchen or wishing for popcorn.
I didn't want a cigarette.
I didn't want to die.
I didn't want to take to my bed.
I walked the floors to move energy and stayed very, very aware.
Let's be clear - I wanted NOT to feel it, and also, I wanted NOT to abandon myself through addiction. Again.
My stomach felt full of junebugs.
My breathing went shallow.
Fear rippled my skin.
I cried and cried and sighed.
Wave cresting.
Wave falling.
And then...
I amped it up.
I turned up the volume.
Please, Sir, might I have another wave?
I allowed this recurring terror re: loss of money - loss of housing to express itself forward and backward throughout time and space.
I wore different clothes, spoke different languages, could read, was completely uneducated, was male, female, child, adult, elder.
I was taken from.
I was the taker.
I was witness to all the events in all the times, in all the places, with all the people.
Wave crested.
Wave fell.
There is a deeper peace possible when we stay in the churn long enough for the most ancient of memories to come into consciousness for resolution.
Cycles stop repeating only when we are able to make enough space for the looping story to write itself an ending.
This isn't about alleviating a bit of pressure.
This isn't about applying the bandaids of bypassing.
This isn’t frantically misusing EFT to tap yourself into disassociation.
This is allowing the alchemy of all the elements to pour through you, transforming poison into medicine, tsunami-style.
Meeting the madness with compassionate curiosity resolves eons of pain in a few minutes, but it takes skill to hold steady and stay conscious when these forces are tearing you to pieces so you can be re-formed and re-forged into the next expression.
This is what I teach in my 1:1 mentorship. This is why it's so potent and why it's a significant investment of time, money ($18k), and grit.
Because this is how I live my life, I know what's possible for you when you step onto the path of restoring your normal human ability to navigate energies, becoming an authentic psychic and medium, and living an awakened and actualized life.
I wonder who is coming to do this work next?
So, what did I do after my "session?"
I felt more of my power flowing through my body and could tell that this particular fear would never paralyze me in powerlessness again in any dimension. It is transmuted at the DNA level.
Unobstructed and uncorrupted from mental constructs this power can now raise my vibrational level to the one I require for the work I most enjoy doing. My nervous system can now acclimate to this new influx of electric Life. I can get back to writing my books.
And I know that as I continue packing to move...I am moving on.
XO,
LMW