But first, I wake up
I was a new supervisor at my job and drew the short straw during shift bid season and landed on the graveyard shift, 1 a.m. to 9 a.m. I know, what ridiculous hours, right? This terrible shift lasted a full year and a week to be exact. Looking back, I realize that it was the catalyst I needed to launch me into the most epic adventure I couldn’t even imagine. Before I could embark on my adventure though, I had to wake up. Waking up is not for the faint of heart.
The combination of lack of sleeping well, my body not properly functioning, and depression, made me dig deep within myself for a strength I wasn’t sure I possessed. Amid trying my best to breathe through my emotions, thoughts of throwing in the towel on this life set in. Fleeting though those thoughts were, they were still there. I just kept thinking that I messed this life up so much, my poor body and mind are in so much turmoil, I’ll just come back and do it again. I kept telling myself to breathe and I started to pray for help. I don’t even know who I was asking. I was having my own conflicts with the belief in God, angles, and the realms beyond at that time. I just hoped there was someone listening.
Shit went sideways
Then, the worst and best thing happened. I woke up. I woke up to the realization that I had locked my true self in a box, and she was now, what felt like, a life-or-death panic inside my heart. I felt it. I felt panic and despair. I felt the fear, shame, and absolute heartache of what I had done. I remember standing in front of my floor-length mirror clawing at my chest trying to find a way in and trying to soothe myself, reassuring myself that I was going to get us help. This was really happening. I needed to get help, but from who and how? I knew the help I was seeking was different than conventional therapy, I needed to save my soul.
No such thing as coincidence
For weeks past life regression and reincarnation had been crossing my path. This is something that I didn’t give a second thought about. I believed that it all happened, I just never investigated it further. Then one night at work, my co-worker brought up Dolores Cannon, suggesting I should look her up and see if that’s something that could help me. Sure enough, her work is exactly what I was in search of.
I located a practitioner and sent an email I don’t even remember sending. I would later find out that I didn’t send the email, my Higher Self took over and sent it. It still blows my mind but thank you to my Higher Self for having my back. That first session into past life regression and hearing from my Higher Self saved me. My soul is free. I am free. I am living and excited about life and all its lessons. I am learning this new me, this free me. Would I do it all over again knowing that I would end up free? Absolutely not!
I am looking forward to going on my own adventure to study Quantum Healing Hypnosis Technique created by Dolores Cannon. I know that I am a guide, healer, and light worker. I am excited to learn what that means for me in this lifetime and the adventures that lie before me.
