exactly so R. I agree. another perspective of the opposite viewpoint is that somehow a person could become overly dependent on such guiding messages.
an example is the criminal who said voices spoke to him to do the deed. this is where discernment is lacking in that life. or the person has come to be dependent on this voice within false trust.
I study forensics sometimes, so thats why my questions arise how this could happen. I think perhaps the answer lies in "you will know them by their love." as applying to guides or friends on this side of things, as yes the other nonphysical dimension and this one are One and the same, but not all of us can see this clearly is so, yet.
I do not see life as having been alone; it seemed that way, but only in appearance wise. so learning by myself does not seem ever to have been a reality, but a facade for a purpose.
footsteps in the sand analogy. I agree guides do not overwhelm or force anything.
Truth can only come to those prepared for it, in that sense. the human enacts patterns of behavior, more or less in degrees; for instance to study the extreme antisocial behaviors is to study the potential of the mind to become distorted with certain accepted beliefs.
the good news is I do believe (another belief!) the more humanity is in agreement that a thing is so (the world is round) then this can be proven that the power lies in the unity, to change things for the better (shine light into the problem, whatever it is)
this means to me, fear can used to get to the truth, if that makes any sense, and is not giving power to the fear itself thereby increasing fear.
I want to repeat this great dream vision I had regarding facing off with self made fears.
you probably know I regard all fear as an illusion. as something with no substantial basis. It's better than stuffing it by far.
ok, lol. this was so funny at the same time. I don't remember any guidance factor; the dream itself was the guidance.
I was being chased, many years ago, a recurrent dream of a hideous monster chasing me to kill me I suppose. I fled for my life through some area of space, astral areas of pure emotion but where form also existed.
I remember thinking, oh darn, this is getting so tedious. I do this all the time. How come this bugger never catches me? What would really happen if I let the monster catch me?
At least I could stop repeating this scene, then I'll either die, or find something out, but for sure I must end this repitition of running away, where death seems certain.
Ok, if I stopped to think, the monster got closer. The only way to keep it at bay was to run faster! Ha!
it actually got so close once it breathed on me neck.
Finally I got far enough ahead of it so I could take a breath myself and think things through. I decided I would rather die than keep running.
Wow! this is when everything changed. now I see this as my emotional nature as controlling me and I decided I'd rather die than be cowardly and repeat, I suppose, life after life of running from fears not faced. ok, the best part is coming and some of the oldies, I apologize, I repeat stories of significance to my spiritual growth.
I don't recall feeling anything then but this total lack of fear to die rather than run forever from something that never caught me. So the only solution was to let it catch me even if I died on the spot. it was the only way to end my suffering of fear constructs.
a lot of us don't know fear is a type of suffering; they just accept fear as normal expression.
this gives me a small clue about doing retrievals and the deviant mind study also. because PUL must be projected into the circumstance of the successful retrieval.
No, I didn't project love into my self made monster. Indeed, didn't know I had created the thing.
Not yet. So Miss ready to die simply stood there waiting for it to catch up to her.
lol. The monster rounded an astral corner clipping along at great speed to find it's victim, it was totally not expecting it's victim to be standing there. I looked closely at its face, once so hideous. Instead of hideous it began to morph a little into a cartoon figure. It was funny because it also was conscious of "being." Even though self created, I discovered later, it had a certain "I am" consciousness.
sort of like the idea thoughts are things and have form. It ran up to me as if it had roller skates on, screeching to a stop it said "I thought you wanted me to chase you??!!!!"
Then oh god, it got this really sad look on it's face as the monster knew it's life span was over and it was what had to die then and be no more with purpose. It's only intention and purpose was to chase me, but never actually catch me. It didn't want to die!
I actually felt sorry for it. incredible, I feel sorry for my own dying creations, as ugly as they may be.
I didn't get a chance to explain much to my creation that I just couldn't do the running bit anymore, as it started to dissolve in front of me, still with that severely disappointed facial expression of cartoonish proportion (it looked like a gorilla with a larger than normal head, sharp pointy teeth hanging over lip, lol, very hairy and scraggley) all it knew was it's life consisted in my agreement with it, that it continue to chase me night after night. When I broke the agreement it died.
all this is to say dreams are sometimes much more than dreams, but can actually explain human psychology, as I'm not the only one to have such a nightmare as this. alot of us have chase dreams.
It's true though guides will let us keep our fears until we can face them and watch them dissolve as non reality.
thank you again for your thoughts R. I should get off the internet now. lol. I just feel like blogging today. love to you all! we be shifting.....
ps. anybody out there recall an incident of squaring off with something scary either here or there or anywhere? and how it changed your life?
thanks for the read.