The group consisted of nine and Christian already has us directing our awareness above the head. I saw a peacock feather and tried to focus on it before allowing my awareness to move from this focused place to the rhythm of the friction breath. Many images came up. A multicolored, crystal, jutted wall with metal steps cut out that I climbed straight up. My grandmother’s house and a piano.
I sensed my body morphing into a mammoth version of myself layers and layers of fat—like I had been ballooned up and then I disappeared to only a purple spec of color that represented my soul. I then am re-embodied as I looked out to my imperfect self from above. I see a key and it's within reach.
Later, from Spirit I am told that I will get a message from someone in the group and that I should listen well. We partnered up at the end and Peter and I stare into each others eyes. The message from him that I garner is that I can start to un-layer that protection that I have wrapped around myself during this lifetime during all these years and to allow my self to be open and to be real.
The message is go with the river of life (it is teeming rain as I write this) and know that I can trust in myself and don’t need to seek the answers from the outside. To listen when Spirit talks through other people and to know that I can incorporate this wisely if I just go within.
Later I went to my office to meet with a new highly spiritual client who teaches piano for a living. She was seeing me today to deal with trauma from a situation that parallels the one I have been grappling with. She is despondent, she wails that it isn’t fair. She asks Why? I tell her I understand. And then I share with her these words from Spirit that I have incorporated into my being over the last few months. Take a back seat. You have done all that you can do. Trust and let go of the outcome and know that it will work out as it will. She leaned in. She listened and so did I.
(The specifics of today’s session are vague and/or have been changed for privacy purposes.)