Crashing waves upon a beach. Sunset illuminated and glowing the breadth of the horizon. I hear giggling voices, see young men playing volleyball. Old fashioned swimming trunks. 1920’s West Coast. California.
A group of young people on the beach. Girls talking together about dresses and shoes. It’s time to pack up and leave. Bittersweet feelings felt here, reliving this, knowing time is limited. I suddenly hear the lyrics from London Grammar, “Strong”:
Excuse me for a while
While I’m wide-eyed
And I’m so down caught in the middle
I’ve excused you for a while
While I’m wide-eyed
And I’m so down caught in the middle
There are many of you piling into this car, but you won’t all make it home. A jackknife turn, a sudden swerve and then a collision. There are not many vehicles out, one from the oncoming direction pulls to the side of the highway. They run from their car to help, but there is not much that can be done. Shock and trauma set in.
Parents coming to the morgue. Identifying their children’s bodies. Grief compounds the visit.
These scenes are being watched, relived and remembered. Life is a fragile bounty. It truly is a gift to be here. A tenuous string binds you with these souls. Friendships are never lost and love lives on.
There is a sadness in your heart, a heaviness that needs to be lifted. A grief, a melancholy that knows not why it’s there. It’s time to let go and free yourself.
A sister with flowers. A friend who didn’t go to the beach that day. Two in a long procession, saying goodbye, letting go and moving on. This day at the beach is bittersweet.
I see you standing in a shaft of purple light, letting go and being free. I view your chakras as a sudden intense red glow settles over you. Recharging, reenergizing, revitalising. Your crown chakra is a stellar, open and vast. Lights flicker at certain points. Your brow chakra or third eye is moving methodically. Taking things in as they come. Brightness shines as realisation of your gifts sets in. At your throat chakra, I feel tenseness hindering your true light. Your solar plexus appears as if shining behind a storm cloud. Brightness, a jovial sense of life and fullness wanting to shine through. At your sacral chakra, I sense immense creativity but there are feelings of guilt preventing the creative release. At your base chakra, you are grounded and at one with Earth.
I ask for your guides to please assemble themselves. You appear now in vintage clothing, there is a sense of an avid interest in fashion. Sunglasses, handbag, shoes. It’s all complete. “What you value most, what you create for yourself is close to your heart.” The beautiful loving light of Mother Mary encompasses you, her energy guiding your intuitive wisdom. The Ascended Master Lady Nada is also around you. Her loving wisdom supporting you in becoming less critical of yourself and more balanced. Archangel Michael’s love surrounds you, helping to instill a sense of inner truth within yourself.
I ask to see a timeline. A woman is standing drenched in rain. A puddle forms at her feet, reluctant to move under cover. A desire to become so drenched, the water melts her into the ground. Waiting for this to happen. Wanting above all else to disappear. You are beside yourself with grief. At the present time, I see clarity of vision. Digging deep within yourself, examining emotions, thoughts and feelings. As each is acknowledged and released, tension subsides. You’ve been doing this for some time. In the future, the blur of a train. A vision of moving on and forward. The aspect of movement, the blur seen in photographs is seen here. A high speed vehicle of motion propelling you forward.
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