MOVING TOWARDS AND THROUGH THE ENERGY OF YOUR SOUL

You don’t have to try so hard anymore. It’s like the Queen song Don’t try so hard — it’s only fools they make these rules.

We never know in which form a guardian angel will come into our lives, do we?

Throughout the course of these past few years of my life, I explored twists and turns into my past, present and future. I lingered in the past for some time, well…a good part of my adult life, and recently discovered the ‘present’ — the here and now — because that’s all there is. I could only do this by thanking my past and releasing my future.

I did this journey with the teachings of Wayne Dyer, Ester Hicks, Louise Hay, Tony Robbins, Eckhart Tolle, Gary Zukav, Dandapani, Thich Nhat Hanh, and most importantly, my own soul — my highest and truest self.

In one of my morning’s meditation, I received two messages. One was an answer to my question, “What do I bring to the table?”, while the other was a visit from someone I had met many years ago when I lived in Vancouver. His name is Sam.

The first message — I saw what I brought to the table, starting with my last year or two of high school to this day. This voyage explored areas of my life where I didn’t resist or where I had resisted. My resistance began when my mind’s bright light had been squashed by every adult I encountered, telling me what I should expect in life, and what I should not expect in life…none of this was aligned with any of my dreams. Getting off this path filled with resistance had been the greatest challenge of my life.

However, when I had no resistance, life went smoothly. Everything came to me. It was effortless. It just came to me. I received. I sought nothing. There was no pounding the pavement to get what I wanted to experience.

Since I’d been a child, I had observed people. I watched them. I listened to them. I lived mostly from my 6th sense. It wasn’t until later in life that I realized that not everyone was like me. And, when I found others like me, I was thrilled. It was more the feeling, the knowing that we had found each other. I don’t believe that anything in my life is the result of coincidences. Somehow, I’ve always known this truth for myself.

As a child observing other people, I quickly learned that the person I was observing wasn’t happy or didn’t respond in the same manner I thought they would when I addressed their true self. For example, imagine I’m standing in front of Lucie # 1. Lucie is an adult woman. Let’s say that she’s a school teacher. There is also Lucie #2.

Lucie #1 is talking to me, Suzanne. Suzanne the child is listening to Lucie #1. Lucie #1 is saying all sorts of things to Suzanne. Lucie is reprimanding Suzanne, is accusing Suzanne, is imposing her opinion on Suzanne. Suzanne listens and observes. But Suzanne is really listening and observing Lucie #2. Lucie #1 is the frightened part of Lucie. Lucie #2 is the real — true — aligned with Lucie’s soul. When it’s time for Suzanne to respond, she responds to Lucie #2. That’s what got her into trouble, because Lucie #1 doesn’t understand. It took me some years to understand that the #1s did not know their #2, and that I could address the #1s as though they knew their #2s.

The other image shown to me was an afternoon at my high school. I was outside on the racetrack with a classmate, Jamie. Jamie told me of a Canadian youth program called Katimatik. Katimavik was and still is, as I write this book, a registered charity that educates young Canadians through volunteer work, and it provides opportunities to participate in intensive volunteer work for a period of 9 months. Nowadays, the duration is of 6 months.

I signed up. Back then, the program ran for nine months. You lived and worked in one place for three months.

That very same year, before applying to Katimavik, I remembered that I was standing in the hallway, at the front door of our house. I was still in grade 12. I received a flash, a message that I’d be going to British Columbia. I didn’t pay any more attention to this. I went on with my day. Before the end of grade 12, I received a letter telling me that I had just been accepted into the Katimavik program. One of my three month rotations was in British Columbia. I was in this 9 month programme to explore, experience and learn a whole bunch of stuff.

Ever since then, I have led my own life without ever examining it. I was just living, doing what I wanted. I only learned about resistance and non-resistance a few years ago. That’s when I realized I had a whole lot of resistance. I held terrible beliefs about myself, as well as a load of pilled-up opinions, and very little ownership and accountability for the choices that I had made throughout my entire life.

In time, I have come to learn that I appreciate the experience of creating what I desire in my life with the energies of universal love, wisdom, and compassion. Thank you Ester, Eckhart, and Gary. This learning comes directly from you.

I can now express my true self. I do this by moving towards and through the energy of my soul. All I want to do is align myself with my soul. I don’t have to try so hard anymore. It’s like the Queen song Don’t try so hard — it’s only fools they make these rules. I can let it all go. Thank you Queen, Ester, Eckhart, and Gary. This learning comes directly from you.

No star too far

My reflection in the mirror. It shows me how small I am. A child looking at the world. No doubts, no hesitation. I see all. Everything is in reach. No star is too far. I play in my dreams. All is real.

I clap my hands and sing my songs. I dance to my own music. Feeling all, the joy of searching Treasures waiting for me. A wonder this life is. Everything is within reach. No star is too far. My hands reach high. They fall from the sky. I bow my head in peace to see inside. My soul awaits, It greets me.

The days of my life may be few, may be many. No one can know. But today I’m here, Standing proud and bright. Everything is within reach. No star is too far. No matter what’s being said, Living is not so hard. Let go, let go, let go. This is the life for me and you.

Oh, la la la. Hmm, hmm, hmm. Stars above. Everything is within reach. No star is too far. Watch me grow. It’s all too simple. Let go, let me go. Help me spread my wings.

Everything is within reach. No star is too far. Break out of those chains. Let go, everything is within reach. No star is too far. No star is too far.

The second vision — Sam. I met Sam over 10 years ago in Vancouver, British Columbia. It was a beautiful summer afternoon. I was having lunch outside on a patio, at a restaurant on Davie Street. While waiting for my order, a man walked by. He asked me if I was interested in buying paintings or carvings. Sam was a First Nations’ person. He lived on the street. He was dirty. His clothes were dirty and he may have been a bit drunk. However, he composed himself in a manner where we could have a decent conversation about his work. After a few minutes, I realized that I would benefit more from his presence by inviting him for lunch instead of talking to him while I looked down at him from the patio, and where he had to arch his neck towards the sky to hold a conversation with me. He gladly accepted my invitation. Within minutes of Sam joining me at the table, a staff member came to our table asking Sam to leave and to not bother their customers. I assured the staff member that Sam was not bothering me and that he was my guest. The staff and I went back and forth about this for about a minute. I didn’t budge on my position, and Sam remained in his seat. We enjoyed our lunch. And I enjoyed my time with Sam.

Before parting ways, Sam gave me his sister’s phone number. He asked me to call her to let her know that he was ok. I told him I would call her as soon as I arrived back home. We said goodbye and he went on his way, and I went on mine. It was the last time we saw each other until in that morning’s meditation.. By the way, his sister didn’t answer the phone. I left a voicemail with Sam’s message, as well as my name and my phone number, should she ever wish to call me. She never did.

The vision journeyed back to that day at the restaurant. I hadn’t thought of that day for years until that morning. “Sam!” I said. Sam smiled at me. I asked what he was doing in my ‘meditation’, my vision, and he said, “I’ve come to say thank you for the kindness and love you showed me that day”.

“Oh, it was my pleasure Sam. I really enjoyed meeting you!” Then I asked him, “Is this your soul talking to me and are you still in your body, or have you transitioned?”.

“I’ve transitioned.” said Sam. “I’m very happy. It’s a recent transition.”

“I’m very happy that you came to see me Sam.”

“Suzanne, I wanted to thank you.” Sam drifted away.

I was thrilled that he had come to visit. Sam was and is a beautiful gift in my life. It is I who should thank him, and I did.

The Gods give us everything we need. We never know in which form a guardian angel will come into our lives, do we?

A fool I was

I did it, I’ve come and gone. I took my chance, it was risky. How funny this all was, I cried at times. My money, there was none. I believed I was meant to give much to many. I can see I forgot myself. A fool I was, at times no The hand of God reached out to me. Gladly taken, leading the way.

Hmm, Hmm, la, la, Whoa, Whoa, Hmm, la, la. Hungry for love, hungry to be touched. My belly ached. Where was this beginning? I can see it ending. Believe me, when I say I’m happy. A fool I was. Did you know me before this? What was true?

The hand of God reached out to me. Hmm, Hmm, la, la, Whoa, Whoa, Hmm, la, la. A fool I was, at times no. The child in me reminds me so. A puddle at me feet. I dare to look, my reflection. I’m not alone. Standing beside me. I see me, I see me. Arms around me.

Hmm, Hmm, la, la, Whoa, Whoa, Hmm, la, la. A fool I was, at times no. At times no.