How Many People Pray for You that You Never Meet?
I was in the midst of a transformation where I entered into what I call the Field of The Lost Souls. It is the energy pocket where I believe suicide is often attempted. The energy is a cream soupy-like dark substance — maybe more quicksand-like with a tight grip. Its nature feels eternal. It isn’t; but it feels that way. Five or ten minutes in this field is enough to force the mind working to find any solution to leave this feeling. Anything would feel better than to sit it out and be present to this energy. I sat it out. I was present to it. I sat it out for seven, intense, lackluster days. That’s 168 hours of energetic paralysis with the desire for an escape hatch. I was blessed in that when I entered into this space I had been a meditator and had a prayer practice for a solid fifteen plus years. I knew intellectually that this had to pass and although it felt eternal; it really wasn’t....
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