UNSEEN SUPPORT

 

 

In my last article, Going out of Our Minds, I talked about transcending our limited linear reality - to better understand ourselves and the world around us.  Whether or not we want it, our lives are changing rapidly. I also mentioned the “unseen ones” and that I would talk more about them as they have great importance in our lives especially during these changes upon us. 

 

Unseen Ones!  Who are they?  Where are they?  What do they have to do with us?  I will focus on a singular component of this “outer reality”—unseen ones can be: your husband or aunt, my grandmother, your friend’s brother, your soldier son, my kindergartener’s playmate, etc, who have “passed over”.  As previously stated, invariably an unseen one (or a host of them) is always present and supporting, whether a long-distance phone session, an intensive or class.  Depth of interaction between client and unseen one(s) is invariably determined by the client’s readiness.

 

During these changing times, those who have passed over are wanting—needing—to let us know we are NEVER alone, that they are there for us, working from the other side, supporting, guiding, holding a space of consciousness.  Simply stated, a greater truth reveals the unseen world--God's World--not the drama and trauma we play out here in the physical.

 

Example: I am in a phone session.  The client is unknowingly accompanied by her “deceased” mother.  Despite my policy not to speak for “unseen ones”, the mother is “banging on my door”, insisting I lift the veil that separates them.  It is now my role to set the context for direct communication to occur.  This happens by helping the client work through issues at hand, thus elevating her awareness enough to move out of her linear mind and beyond the veil into greater awareness. 

 

After working through a certain number of childhood issues, I informed the client that her mother was here, wanting to embrace her and speak to her.  The client retorted, “I’ve already forgiven my mother for what she did to me.  There’s no reason to embrace.  There's no reason to talk.” 

 

The session continued: Ia--Your mother is asking for an embrace.  Client--NO!  I’ve forgiven her already.  (Struggle is a function of egoic reality.)   Ia--she says she loves you and wants to support you as you move into this new phase in your life.  Client—NO!!  I don’t need anything from my mother.  I’ve forgiven her.  Ia--That’s wounded child speaking.   That’s fear of vulnerability. (Forgiveness is a tricky matter, for it can and most often does masks anger, hostility and hidden victimization issues, as seen here.)  Ia--Let’s let go of the word mother and call her by name, (which is a step in removing oneself from the conflicted relation).  Client--Ok, Judy.  Ia--Judy, the spirit that played the role of your mother, is here to tell you that she loves you, and wants to support you. You are spirit now, not personality, and are standing heart-to-heart with Judy.  Judy is opening her arms, asking for you to come close.  Wounded child is ego.  You are not ego.  You are spirit merging with spirit. 

 

Breakthrough!  The struggle dissolves.  The heavens open up as the (true) connection is realized between these two ‘beings”.  No struggle can exist in this collective reality where we are all one—where we can “see” that we are NEVER alone, and that “out there” support is endless and constant. To embrace “the truth”—of who we are to each other—is where reliable healing begins.  With these changing times, deep healing is essential.  The time is now to realize who we really are to each other.

 
Trackbacks
  • Trackbacks are closed for this post.
Comments

  • 6/28/2009 11:01 AM Maja wrote:
    Thank you Ia - I particularly resonate with your sentence: "No struggle can exist in this collective reality where we are all one..." Thich Nhat Hanh wrote a poem on Interbeing that stayed with me ever since I read it; the poem reads in part:

    "I am the twelve-year-old girl,
    refugee on a small boat,
    who throws herself into the ocean
    after being raped by a sea pirate.
    And I am the pirate,
    my heart not yet capable
    of seeing and loving..."

    May we remember that.
    Reply to this
  • 6/28/2009 6:05 PM Delphina wrote:
    What I often forget most, in my times of most "need," is that this support truly is always around me/us. Thank you so much, in this time of "need," for the most valuable reminder that I am in good hands, even when I forget....
    Reply to this
Leave a comment

Submitted comments are subject to moderation before being displayed.

 Name (required)

 Email (will not be published) (required)

 Website

Your comment is 0 characters limited to 3000 characters.