I stood outside today in the crisp dawn air and closed my eyes. For a moment I was swept back into pastharvest seasons and found myself intertwined in a storm of realization. So many seasons that all would seem the sameto someone who isn’t a sensitive. And bysensitive, I mean to everything. I cansee the energy waves in the air and I can tell which are positive and which arenegative. I can hear frequencies thatshouldn’t be clear to my ears, yet human conversation is a frequency to which Iam quite deaf. I can look to thefarthest point on the horizon, and in a flash, I can spread myself quite literallyfrom where my body stands, all the way to the point on which my vision isfixed. I can tell you what each place inbetween smells, feels, sounds and looks like up close. Human emotion that has been cast off hits mein solid waves. I take them in, transmutethem and send them back out to where they belong. This is my place. It is usually a comfortable place until thelast few days. A door it seems hasopened that should not be. There is muchactivity among the most negative of energies (she who embodies apathy). There is something very off balance. The frequencies that should carry the wavesof love and light are being crowded with dissonance and the song is nowtainted. I only speak of this to findout if anyone else has noticed this. Iam looking for another perspective as I am somewhat at a loss and not sure whatto make of this. I only know that it is painful to tune into that frequency tofind out for myself and in some small way, I was hoping to find someone whosenses this as well so I may find a little clarity.
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