Virtual Reincarnation is one of those gifts that keeps on giving. Moving forward on your personal path to Enlightenment, there can be big changes that add up. Here’s a follow-up to ZELDA’s recent guest post, Vocal changes as I evolve on my path to Enlightenment, a guest post by ZELDA.
Before the earthquake
The voice changes I described previously feel like only part of the changes Ive experienced in recent years.
This week Ive had a fascinating experience that must be part of Virtual Reincarnation, though I dont spend much time trying to figure out how many different Virtual Reincarnations Ive had. Or am having. Or if its all one. Or even what Virtual Reincarnation is exactly.
Five years ago, an old friend called me up on a Sunday afternoon and we chatted for four hours. That began a wonderful rekindling of our friendship with many emails, texts, and phone calls.
This friend lives in Wisconsin and Im in California. She wanted to come see me and so worked it out to come last Sunday, after a yearly visit to friends in Sonoma, CA, which was quite near the epicenter of our recent big earthquake here in California.
I awoke an hour before the quake with a strong intuitive feeling of dread and danger. Then came the quake!
This was hours before the arrival of my friend and her hubby. I hadnt seen them in 20 years! Somehow in there was a lot of anxiety about the visit, though maybe some of that was what I was picking up about the quake itself.
Hubby went home after the first night and then over the course of four days, we gabbed a lot, like we always do. A beautiful give-and-take experience of telling our stories and having them be heard and appreciated in a wonderful way.
What felt fascinating to me was the way in which I felt I was coming back to life in certain ways. As if the real me, my soul, was being amplified, now that so much STUFF was gone.
Her husband is/was great friends with my ex-husband and so when I divorced, I needed a break from all those connections. I had to re-establish an independent life.
She always liked me for me and didnt want to lose the friendship, which is why she looked me up. Turns out she saw things in me that I hadnt been able to appreciate about myself, given all the STUFF and just who I was back then, in part, a highly unskilled empath.
The fun of being myself, as I am now
Now, here I was this week, after a year of incredible challenge, of physical rebooting of my heart, coming back to life through friendship and a whole lot of fun.
We went to see Motown the Musical on our last evening of the visit and had a blast singing along with all 50 of the songs.
I grew up in Detroit during the Motown era, so this was the soundtrack of my childhood. We were singing Motown and learning dance moves in chorus classes in junior high!
My great joy was being able to completely enjoy this experience and revisit that time, now free of all the STUFF I had in relation to being a sensitive child during the trauma of the rioting in Detroit in the Motown era.
Now I sense that the anxiety and insomnia I felt before this visit was more about STUFF that got cleared out during our time together. There was a lot of being seen, heard, understood, celebrated, and a lot of empathy, compassion, joy and love. Very healing, all in all.