My dears, this is your reminder from the universe to follow the path that calls you. If you feel pulled in a certain direction or you think about doing specific things with your life often, follow that voice.
You’re being called.
Answer it.
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My dears, this is your reminder from the universe to follow the path that calls you. If you feel pulled in a certain direction or you think about doing specific things with your life often, follow that voice.
You’re being called.
Answer it.
Uhhh wow okay. My tarot deck had a lot to tell me about my questions on getting back into music and writing music.
It’s hard to interpret tarot readings for myself but I feel like it’s less confusing than it was before.
I tried out a tarot spread I reblogged about getting back to your craft and two cards came out for two of the questions. There are four questions total.
I feel like overall my tarot deck is telling me to trust my intuition- the high priestess in reverse and the moon card came out. I think probably letting me know that I’m overthinking things by worrying whether or not I should take music seriously and to just go with how I feel lol. The four of swords also came out which I thought was interesting.
So those are my thoughts so far.
If everyone has a calling then mine must’ve screamed until it’s voice became so hoarse it could barely scratch out a whisper. I was deaf for so many years. My calling’s cries were drowned out with pleas not to settle, not to put all my eggs in one basket (or any basket until I was sure), and not to forget that I still had so many years left to decide what I wanted from life. Now, as I strain my ears for a single clue as to what my calling once cried so loudly, I wonder who will be most disappointed that I never heard it.
Patience and Silence in the Stillness of Our Minds
All your life you’ve probably heard these sayings: “Patience is a virtue.”, “Silence is golden.” While these things are true, we often get lost in the day to day activities that buy our attention and find ourselves losing our patience to little things, or getting frustrated when we don’t hear what we want to hear. Patience is a virtue, and it’s something that is often forgotten when things get rough. It is a virtue because it’s hard to hold on to in the moment. If it were easy to be patient with one another or in hard situations this saying would not exist. Some people have more patience than others; I myself work on being patient on a daily basis, because I often find myself becoming frustrated with the things I have to do. That is to say, I found myself these last couple of months having to re-learn how to be patient, waiting in silence for some kind of answers about my life to come to me in the form of signs or signals from my angels or guides.
How often we forget the basics, the things we’re taught over and over as children, the sayings we repeat to each other, and the lessons of the people who came before us. After writing my last blog post I was expecting answers to come to me more frequently and in bigger chunks. After all, I had declared that my life was about to radically change for the better, and that I was going to get very busy. I may have said that too soon, as I learned afterwards, for everything - it seemed - came to a screeching halt. We don’t know how or when we will receive the answers we need to receive. We can only wait patiently and pray for our answers to come.
I just moved recently, packing up all my things and heading to a new part of town, sorting and organizing my things, throwing out what I didn’t need and storing what I wanted to keep but was not using. For me, and for most people I suppose, this was extremely taxing and I found myself getting frustrated with the process repeatedly. What I wanted to be doing instead of moving was find a mentor who could teach me what I needed to know about healing and helping other people. I wanted someone who could tell me more about my calling, about living my life according to the teachings of my past self Immanuel. What I didn’t know was that everything I was doing was leading me towards this outcome, all I had to do was be patient, be still, and listen.
God is in silence. He waits for us to be still and to open our ears to Him. His voice is the soft and placid tone in the background of our hectic lives, ringing in the background of our thoughts. If we are patient, if we are willing to stop what we are doing and listen carefully, He is there waiting to guide us. The universe beckons to us with the quiet call of the absence of all other noise. If you will open your ears, cut out all distractions, and wait patiently in the silence, you will hear Him.
And that’s what happened. Once I was done moving, once I was done worrying, and once I was done being frustrated, I opened my ears and my heart and the answers began to come. It may sound like I’m being redundant, but it’s important enough to be repeated over and over.
A man whom I love and respect more than anyone had his ninetieth birthday a couple of days ago. This man which I’ve known all my life is a mighty man of God and a true disciple of peace. He has been a shining example of faith and spirituality, and he continues to inspire hundreds of people. If not for him, many people would be lost and without hope. It was after I had finished moving these past few months that I had the honor of staying with him in his home for a few nights. While I was there we both had a wonderful time fellowshipping with one another and hearing from God. He gave me a word which he taught to his students decades ago which still rings true, which was that failure does not reflect our efforts, and that many of our limitations are self-imposed.
Failure to do something is not an indication of how hard we’ve tried or the effort we put in to doing it. We cannot get down on ourselves every time we trip and fall. All we can do is pick ourselves up and dust ourselves off. Often we blame ourselves when things don’t work out the way we want them to. We can’t blame ourselves for the things we fail at; they do not indicate how hard we’ve tried. When you try your hardest and you still fail, it does not indicate that you are a failure. You cannot get stuck feeling despondent and beaten. You have to rise above your failures, and when you do, you dust yourself off and try again. Learn from your mistakes! A failure is a new opportunity to succeed!
Many of our limitations are self-imposed. We get lost inside our own heads, blaming ourselves for our failures, telling ourselves what we can and can’t do. Often we tell ourselves we can’t do things simply because we do not believe in ourselves. This is false! You can do the things you want to do because you have the freedom to do the things you want to do. Your will is your weapon; a double edged sword which cuts through excuses and boundaries you’ve put up in your mind. We are awarded free will to overcome these excuses, to cross up and over any mountain which may block our path.
As I was discussing these things with my mentor I asked him about dreams. It seemed like I hadn’t been receiving any of the meaningful dreams that I’d had before and I was wondering how I could have more of them. I figure the more dreams I have which have meaning, the faster my life moves along the path I’d set out to walk. He answered me by saying that he didn’t know of a way to have more meaningful dreams, other than to simply walk the path set before you, and to “sell out” to the plan the universe has for you. I hadn’t had a meaningful dream in two months, but I decided that I’d be patient and wait for more dreams to come. After I decided to do this, my mentor called my attention to the outside of the house. It was then that two little fawns with brown fur speckled with white spots came around the corner of the house and into view through the porch window. They were beautiful creatures that were not aware of our presence, so their guard was down and they were munching peacefully on grass and twigs that happened to be on the ground. I was immediately taken aback by this sight, as I knew it was a sign from my first spirit guide Maria. The fawns there in the yard were young and full of promise, full of life, cautious but full of peace.
As they walked across the yard the light from the sun began to shine brighter through the windows beside the door and through the windows on the door, and suddenly a white flame began to burn on the entrance to the porch where the fawns were. The white flame licked up and down the wood of the door panel and around the windows, undulating back and forth between the two fawns. I looked over towards my mentor and I saw a bright white light surrounding him like a halo, and I knew I was viewing his aura for the first time. It was the same bright perfect color as the flame around the door and the fawns, and I knew that it was a light of protection and peace which was surrounding them. It was innocent and passionate, full of life and vigor. It was protection from anything that would do us harm, and I knew that this light would guide me in the coming years.
As the fawns walked out of sight and the light faded away and as the fire died down, I knew what I had seen was a real sign. Not like a dream, but a waking wonder which I hadn’t even asked for. I’d asked for more dreams, but I’d had a full blown vision in the bright of daylight, and I was immediately filled with gratitude and wonder. My mentor told me that since he’d moved in to his house on this hill, every time he had a significant spiritual talk he’d seen twin fawns come to his door. This made me feel wonderful, knowing that such a rare occurrence had happened while I was there. It was very special, knowing that what we’d been talking about was that important. And it was at that point where I had decided to be patient and wait, when I had decided to become silent and listen that this had occurred.
I am now reminded that I am still at the beginning of my journey. No matter what I’ve already gone through, it’s still just the start of what is to come. I know that I have my whole life ahead of me. Hopefully when I am ninety years old I am as noble and as wise as my mentor, and for now I can rest assured that I am on the right path. Maria sent those two fawns to show me that I am walking with the light towards my goals, and that if I will but have patience, that I can overcome any obstacle that is set before me, and that I am protected by the holy light of the white flame.
Thank you everyone for reading. We have hundreds of new followers. I look forward to writing for you all for years to come, and I hope you will look forward to hearing from me. I will be patient and I will wait for the answers to come to me in the silence. I believe they will come as often as everyone needs to hear them. Have a peaceful day, and may the white flame guide you and protect you.
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