My life was a mess. Through the years, I somehow lost my way to the dreams I had of being in a world that was perfect for me. The person I had selected to be my life-mate decided there were other options than myself available. Somewhere, the goals I set to get that were so much in my mental reach suddenly had only frustration attached to them. Stunned by the lack of progress and success, the only thing that filled my mind was negativity and cynicism. The spiral that this created seemed to be much bigger than I could handle, let alone have imagined.
The days--although grinding and slow moving individually--sped on by like a race car with no breaks. My attitude became more and more sullen; the thought of ever recovering was the last thing possible in my way of thinking. Slowly, the physical part of me became drained and broken, just as much as the emotional and mental states I was in. Making any choice always had the complexity of the largest math problems known to mankind. When I did make one, it felt like it was usually wrong. There was a depression that rang into my darkest fibers, and life had no relevancy to me anymore.
Of course, there would be people moving in and out of it. Some would bring me hope and promises, but most would break them as strongly as they were made. I got to the point where I did not know if my heart could ever open up again; nor did I want to find out because of the ingrained sense of fear that another person would crush my feelings. There appeared to be no way out of my pit of despair and addictive actions. Tears would silently fill my eyes, but never where I would let anyone see them. After all, I was still clinging to my old ways of thinking that I had to be strong and show resolve. Even though waking up in the morning angered me, I wasn’t weak!
When I screamed out words similar to that, it was as if a magical voice penetrated the heaviness of my mood. It sounded like there was someone talking to me from behind. As my body whirled around to see who it was, the panic I felt upon seeing no one can not be explained. Had my mind finally snapped? Again, I heard someone tell me all would be fine. Again, whirling around even faster to see who was playing games with me provided no physical results. As I was home alone--again--I openly wept at my final demise. I cried and cried and thought the tears would never stop flowing. All of the situations that had trapped and wounded me kept flashing in and out of my head. There was no spouse; no kids in the picture, nor was my financial picture secure. My body was so broken down at this point that living was the last thing I wanted to do. And now my mind was shot!
I laid on my bed and closed my eyes hoping beyond all else that it would all just end. Instead, the voice was louder and stronger. It encouraged me to look at the basis of my beliefs and see if all the failures and pains were a part of me. “Is this who you are?” It seemed a simple enough question that had my mouth shouting back, “NO!” That is when the softest touch I had ever experienced cradled my body. There was ample fright, but for some reason I allowed my brain to stop analyzing what was happening. My depression and angst all disappeared and resiliency returned to me as though it had not left those many, many years ago.
“We are here for you, my child.” Those words rang with such a deep, maternal love. Slowly, my eyes opened. It happened without my being able to control it. There was a tall figure standing in front of me; filled with a radiant light. “You have not lost your mind, my child. We are here to honor you. You’re life has been our dream. Stay with us and you will find your path to the freeing energies that will release and reward you.”
In an instant, the voice and the image were gone. This is when I awoke, although I didn’t know I was sleeping. Maybe I had just had a breakdown, yet it did not matter. Life filled my pores again. It was the first time in ages that the vibrancy of who I was as a younger person emerged. My focus was sharp and my body and mind were filled with great expectations. Such is the way I began the journey back to reclaim myself. Yes, I recognized that I was visited by an angel. It made no difference that I still did not know who it was because whatever took place at that magical moment changed me forever.
It is here that I tell you that if you are on a great path in life; stay there! For those of you who are struggling, let it be known that you too are visited by your angels and loved ones in the Light. May each of you discover the value of believing in the power of your soul! These are The Spoken Words of Spirit.
February 15, 2011, we will be at the Hilton in Plainview/Melville, NY. Come join us for a fun evening of learning about our connection to Spirit. Jim will not only be sharing his years of knowledge with everyone, but also will bring through messages from loved ones to as many people as possible. There will be a free raffle for merchandise, a Reiki healing session and a personal reading with Jim at a later date. Go to www.jimfargiano.com for tickets and details.
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