I find that for the most part, I get little interference from energy and spirit as I go about my daily life. I consciously open and surrender to spirit when I'm doing readings then walk back into family and normal life with relative ease.
But... in saying that I had an unnerving experience today when I endulged myself in an hour long facial and head massage. When the therapist was massaging my face, I surcumbed to all the sensual delights of essential oils and soft music then dissapeared into the kaliedescope of colour swirling through my third eye. It all came to an abrupt end when a lightening bolt shot of energy up my spine and knocked the therapist off her stool. She got up sheet white and said she saw her grandmothers face in mine.
I mumbled apologies as I scrambled back into my clothes. As I was about to leave she pressed a business card into my hand saying a client had given it to her but she thought my need may be greater. I looked at the card and it was mine. Talk about embarrassing moments. Needless to say she's booked in to see me next week.
I had an experience earlier in the year that has possibly put me off lustful liasons for life. I'm cautiously single and relatively inexperienced having been in long term relationships. But I responded to the lustful advances of a long term friend some time after his wife had passed away with cancer. We had always sparked off each other and I found him hard to resist. He's spiritually aware but said he'd never seen spirit just felt them around him.
After several weeks of delightful torment we finally did the deed which was followed by a couple of days silence from him then a garbled message about wanting to love me as a friend and finished off with 'oh did you know you transfigured?' I haven't heard from him since. Afterwards I had the usual self reflections of 'how dumb, I asked for it and I'd blown a good friendship.'
A bit further down the track when my head had quietened down it's analysing I got a flashback of it and realised that his dead wife had transfigured through me. At one point he'd held my face with tears streaming down his and asked if I was sure it was ok to do this. He'd already been doing it for a couple hours and I hadn't complained so I thought it was kind of a dumb question. But I realised he wasn't asking me, he was asking her. I was the dumb one. I didn't even know it was happening. Holy heck the poor man!! How do I stop that from happening??
Lallymac
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