I have been thinking about how I should go about unfolding my story in my blog. The problem with that ,I find, is the more I think …the more anxious I become. I start hearing that little familiar voice telling me “don’t talk about that or you will embarrass yourself”. I refuse to give that self doubting whisper any more power. It has held me back, and controlled my life for far too long. Instead I will listen to my intuition 🙂 I will write with ease and without any self doubt. What comes through is meant to be shared. I firmly believe that.
I have been thinking a lot about my childhood. I don’t know if it’s my age, but I find myself getting caught up in nostalgic moments. It’s like I can actually feel myself running through the fields , in a sundress and barefoot. Always barefoot. I get so caught up in these memories that I can actually smell the fresh country air of the farm I grew up on. These memories stimulate all of my senses. It’s magical really. I had an imagination that I wish I held onto. I could play for hours by myself in the woods, or even in my own backyard. I created little scenarios and acted them out. I had many adventures all by myself! I always knew, even back then, that there was more to this world than just the third density lives we know of. We were not an overly religious or spiritual family. I remember being baptized at the Presbyterian church in my small town ( I was around nine years old) and we went to church services a couple times, but that it!
Even though we were not a religious family, I remember always praying and talking to God. I remember doing this before anyone told me about praying. I just knew there was something out there that protected the people we love. I now look back and know that all of those “imaginary friends” were not fictional. There was a presence around that I could feel. I never felt alone! Children have an ability to tap into energies that we can’t always feel or see as adults. We push it off as imaginary friends or an overactive imagination. In all actuality, we were all extremely psychic at one time! That is until we were programmed to replace our imaginations with society’s expectations. I remember being 11 and 12 years old and still wanting to play with Barbie Dolls, and play pretend games. Yet, suddenly I felt “too old” for that sort of thing, and fell into the hellish years of adolescence. For myself, my childhood ended at 12 years old. After that my entire world changed. I will share more about that some other time.
I am grateful that I am now able to connect with God again, and to understand that childhood should be longer than twelve years. I also know that I was psychic as a child , as all kids are. Instead of shutting that down we should be embracing it. As adults we should be encouraging children to meditate, and use these innate abilities. For them, it’s as natural as breathing! I wish I could tap into that imagination I once had. I know that with that possibilities were endless. Imagine how much more magic there would be in the world, if adults used their imagination as much as their logic? I am telling you.. psychic ability and imagination are connected ❤ Much Love! ❤ Nicole
“Logic will get you from A to Z: Imagination will get you everywhere” Albert Einstein