On the morning of 9.11.2001 I woke up in my Southern California home in an outrageous panic. My roommate rushed to my bedroom as I wailed in agony. It was as though the pain in my body was going to kill me. He could not find any reason for this as he searched my body frantically. Finally after long excruciating moments of moaning and tears I was able to speak at last. He asked “what on earth is wrong with you?”. I answered word by word, in between the choppy inhales that felt so hard to calm, “it … is …. As … if …. The …. Whole …. World ….. Is ….. Sad ….. And …. I …..can …. Feel …. It …. All!”
My breath started to smooth out as he encouraged me to try deep breathing. Once I was able to speak normally I told him of the dream I had just woken up from. I dreamt of planes crashing into very tall buildings and I watched as the people were crushed and bodies tossed out the windows. I also saw one plane crash into a building that looked like the pentagon and witnessed it go up in flames. This is when I woke” I told him. “I can feel this deep sadness and my body can’t contain it all. It’s like all of the sadness there ever was is trying to flow through MY one little body”. He consoled me and although still a bit worried he was relieved to know that it was only a dream and there didn’t seem to be a need to rush me to a hospital.
As he stepped into the kitchen to make me some tea he turned on the news as he always did in the mornings. Frozen and almost dropping the tea kettle he screamed “BROOOOKE! GET IN HERE!” I rushed in and took a moment to see his face jaw dropped to the floor as he watched my dream come alive on the tv screen. “What the actual fuck?” he said “is this really happening?” Both of us were stunned staring at the screen as we began to question our very existence at that moment. Were we dreaming? As the day went on we remained in shock for hours. I don’t remember if we even left the house that day. The more we heard and the fact that this ‘dream’ kept going with no signs of us waking up we realized that yes, this was in fact what was actually happening.
As the days went on and on and on before the dust began to settle I heard story after story of the family members and friends that lost their lives that day. It seemed everyone knew someone who was in one of the buildings or the airplane. I listened and felt their pain but this time only silently as an empathetic friend. I kept my dream a secret protecting myself from the disbelievers. I didn’t know a single person involved in the tragedy so why would I have this dream. I had had premonition dreams before and it was very common for my mother to see things before they happened but those always seemed to involve our direct family members. I desperately wanted to know WHY. Why would I have had this dream? Why at the exact time of the crashes and not beforehand? Could I have helped stop the tragedy? OMG could you imagine if I had called the government frantically on the phone demanding that they evacuate the towers immediately. I would have been silenced and swiftly escorted to the looney bin for sure. And then I would’ve been convicted as an accomplice because how on earth would I have known that this was going to happen. Thankfully I was spared that experience in this lifetime. I since then have had memories of my past lives and being exiled for warning the town of massive destruction and death such as floods or war attacks, but those are for another story.
It wasn’t until the recent years and as I started to accept my “gift” of clairvoyance and clairempathy that I figured out why I had the dream or so I think. It’s simple and not at all as profound as my ego would want it to be. It’s just that we are ALL connected. And I am learning that we ALL have these intuitive psychic abilities. I am actually NOT special which is why I am telling this to you now. I was so afraid to admit my spiritual connection as I thought I would be discarded and treated as “weird”. Thank you to so many people I know now speaking out loud about their spiritual awakenings and helping others do the same.
We are all connected but sometimes it can feel as though we are separate. Our physical bodies can make it seem that way. But do we truly end where our skin meets the air? Or do we extend beyond our physical form? If we are connected, what binds us together? The answer lies in energy. This connection, often referred to as the human collective consciousness, is a powerful force that shapes our thoughts, emotions, and even our physical well-being. But it’s one thing to be told this, and quite another to truly feel it. I was blasted with this truth in a deep and painful way. The spiritual world is constantly communicating with all of us, but we must learn to listen. But listen to what exactly? I’ve found that the way to deepen my listening to the unseen world is to go deep within my own body. You can start by listening to yours simply with awareness. And if you feel the desire to be led I am here to help guide you. I would be honored. Let's tune in one on one in a Body Attunement Session
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