Many things in my life can be a mirror of what is going on inside of me.
Trying to fix the mirror can turn out to be a fruitless attempt.
Many things in my life can be a mirror of what is going on inside of me.
Trying to fix the mirror can turn out to be a fruitless attempt.
When I walk around the nearby lake, there is a little bench in the shade unter the trees, but unfortunately, the view on the lake is partly blocked by a fence.
What do I focus on? On the fence or on the background?
It is the same in life. Do I focus on the many different forms of separateness? Or do I focus on the silent background of awareness which shines through everything?
Recently in this summer in August 2022, I got signs that I should get ready to speak. One of the signs was a mosquito bite on the right side of my neck which got a bit inflamed from scratching and made a long, thin, pointed red line which looked like a sword pointing to my throat chakra. And after this one was healed (which took several weeks!), I got another mosquito bite on my throat. But fortunately, this one didn’t get inflamed.
Then while sitting on a bench after a sightseeing trip in Erfurt, I saw a woman walking by with a bag with the word “SPEAK” stiched on it. It looked like a brand label. But I had never seen it before. Both of these synchronicities together (mosquito bite pointing to the throat and this word) seemed to point me to speaking.
On August 21, 2022, a rat got trapped in our basement shaft. After thinking back and forth for a while what to do about it, I got the idea from a youtube video to make a small rope and tie it to the grating of the basement shaft so that the rat could climb out by itself. It worked!
What to make of this incident? Was it just a normal occurrence or was it a message to pay attention to
The next day, on August 22, 2022, I had a dream that I was on a sailing boart and the sailing teacher took a sharp turn and accidentally poured some coffee over me. And afterwards, I became aware of how much I had to do and how tight my time schedule was, and I felt upset about this.
It turned out that this dream was precognitive.
In the evening of the same day, I participated in a zoom call of the Channel Higher class of the channeler Lisa Wechtenhiser, which is a follow-up group of her channeling training of spring 2021. And not only was there a painting of sailing boats in the background (which was unusual), but the topic of the call was about how we were holding ourselves back, the cost of that, and what we can do to free ourselves. Freeing ourselved seemed to fit with the message of the day before of freeing the trapped rat from the basement shaft. Like the coffee in the dream, that whole mix of the talk and the synchronicities with the dream and the freed rat was stimulating and motivated me to get going the very next day.
Since I have started working on an online version of the divine guidance workshop which I held back in 2017, signs keep dropping in that seem to signal that this is the right path. On various input channels of words and images on t-shirts, songs in the mind, blogposts of other WordPress bloggers, dreams, emails, and a voice in my mind, I get messages of confirmation, support, encouragement, and further direction.
I wanted to create an audio file (or audio-only video) and started out by taking my old blogpost Many forms of divine guidance, pasting it into the Descript app, and then choosing one of their stock voices to read it. I used a stock voice at first because I feel uneasy speaking into a microphone if there is nobody on the other side. I even have trouble sounding normal in intonation when I speak some message for my parents on their answering machine, for example. So, using a stock voice seemed convenient. I did not publish this, though, because it was just for testing and proof of concept.
And then afterwards, the signs kept coming:
The beautiful song “Who’ll come with me” from the Kelly family played in my mind with reassuring lyrics which I interpreted as that spirit walks with me and shows me the way.
In my WordPress feed, a channeled blogpost appeared with the message that it should be satisfying if one touches many people with their work. That sounded like it was meant to be motivation for me.
During a walk around the fields, I saw a guy with a t-shirt which had “Gimme some more” written on it. Like encouraging me to do more audio production.
Then, I got an unusual email from academia.edu with the title “See the rank of “The Experience of Divine Guidance”[…]” . I had downloaded Mark Allan Kaplan’s PhD dissertation The Experience of Divine Guidance from this website several years ago. And now they sent me this mail to suggest that I could look up the citation rank. That seemed like more than a coincidence.
Then I got another email, a tutorial from the Descript software, with the title “Write for your own voice”. That was like a message that I should not rely on the stock voices of Descript but rather speak in my own voice ( – I had suspected that already).
The inner voice of guidance also spoke. It said something along the lines that they would work more closely with me when I work on this divine guidance project. But with the inner voice, I am still never really sure whether I am making this up or not ( – I can see my spirit guides rolling their eyes as I write this; but wait – maybe I am just making that mental image up??).
Then I had a dream where I went into town but was walking around in underpants only. I knew I needed to go shopping and get new pants. My interpretation was that I am about to slip into a new role (- pants is something like a role we are playing).
So, guidance was coming in on all input channels with encouraging messages. And I want to emphasize that I have seen this several times. Whenever I stop procrastinating and finally surrender and commit to a new guided endeavor, then I get these signs of confirmation and encouragement. Sometimes theses signs can become so intense and pushy that they feel annoying or even threatening. But mostly, I find them comforting. Good to know that I am on the right track. It is also good to know that there really is something behind the veil – some intelligent, orchestrating force, and guiding force.
It’s Sept 1st, 2022, and I am looking back at how the summer has been for me. I had set the intention that it be an enjoyable and joyful summer. Because in the past years, there was always some kind of trouble in the summer. Something usually happened which made me think, ‘Yeah, the weather may be beautiful, but life sucks.’ I am thinking about events like the too strenuous hike in 2016 which screwed up my right foot, the subsequent dismissal of a negative spirit guide and the accompanying feeling of betrayal in 2017, and the vaccination damage to my left knee in 2021. So, I didn‘t want this to happen again this summer and consciously set the intention that I wanted to enjoy this summer.
Counting my blessings
Here are some of the good things I got to enjoy:
-) I got many opportunities for travel and seeing friends and family (in contrast to the past two years).
-) Plenty of yummy food.
-) Some swimming. (Hadn’t been swimming in 2021 at all due to the knee pain)
-) The first vacation with travel (to the Thuringian Forest) after the Corona break (2020/2021).
-) Grateful that I was able to take slow walks during the vacation even though my left knee is still a bit inflamed after the COVID vaccination from the summer 2021.
-) I am very thankful that we all stayed Corona-free and none of our travel plans had to be canceled.
-) At home, daily walks in the evening sun.
-) Relaxing from the stress and overwhelm of the channeling class of 2021.
-) Long warm summer evenings on the patio mostly without mosquitos, but sometimes with a lovely visit from a hedgehog.
-) Plucking fruits on the fields in Walldorf and even raspberries on our vacation. (I love raspberries.)
-) Taking pictures of nature and playing with the photo app. So much fun!
-) Reading John Foster‘s mindblowing UFO books Eminent Discovery and To Earth From Heaven.
-) I am thankful that our two young adult sons are taking good care of their life.
-) I am still working in the home office.
-) I enjoy the luxury of a nap almost every day.
-) The summer was hot and way too dry. But even though we rarely watered our garden, the plants survived it.
-) And recently, there was heavy rain. Several houses in our street had flooding in their basements, but we and our neighbors didn‘t. So grateful that we were spared and the garden is watered now.
-) I find it joyful when spirit shines through the mundane from beyond the veil in little synchronicities like when I find little gifts (- found a white flower on the grocery store floor at our wedding anniversary day).
So, it was a relaxed and beautiful summer. And I am grateful.
Of course, there were also less pleasant situations:
-) My aging parents welcome some support and I traveled to Berlin more often which is a 7-8 hours ride one way. At times, the situation at my parents’ can be difficult and stressful for all involved parties.
-) The constant bickering of our kids (- yes, even grown-up children can ruin lunchtimes).
-) My rheumatoid arthritis. I live with pain every day. Sometimes I wake up at night with pain.
-) Then there was additional annoying paperwork to do this summer related to our real property tax. But I didn’t procrastinate this too long and was even able to help my dad with his real property tax form.
-) I got a painful wasp sting and had to take antibiotics with side effects. Luckily, all is healed now.
-) Bringing our budgie to the pet sitter for our vacation was unnecessarily complicated because the sitter gave us wrong information and also because the sitter needed to shift the time of our appointment on short notice due to an accident.
-) The vacation home in the Thuringian Forest had no sauna (even though it was advertised) because they had had a water damage a month earlier. Again, this was not communicated to me beforehand. But, the weather was too hot for sauna, anyway. But I would have loved to go to the sauna. Since the Corona lockdown, I miss it.
-) And oh, the constant feeling of overwhelm with just the normal obligations I have of part time work and family duties.
-) The comparatively frequent travel this summer started to feel a bit overwhelming, too. Several times, I had to spontaneously shift plans in the last minute. Also, it felt as if I was constantly looking at maps and timetables of trains for all the travel planning and constantly thinking about what to pack into which bag. Not so much fun.
So, that was the summer. Some challenges and yet much to be grateful for.
Are there underlying common threads?
When I try to find the common threads, what jumps out at me is the topic of travel and meeting people. In contrast to the Corona years 2020 and 2021, there was much travel this year.
And also the topic of spontaneously shifting plans last minute. That’s about practicing flexibility, I guess.
Poor communication or miscommunication is also a thread that comes to mind. Maybe that is mirroring something in me? Mabye mirroring my procrastination with getting on with my tasks given to me from spirit?
Another underlying theme was not to worry so much but rather have faith and trust that things will turn out well. Whether it was at work, in the family, or in politics, there were several situations which looked like threats but which turned out well during the last minute. That is a recurring lesson for me.
Meeting people in crisis/breakdown/breakthrough situations and also giving back to people what they have lost continue to be underlying themes. For example this summer, I found a credit card wallet and was able to give it back to the person via his employer.
What also came up with a couple of signs was the nudge by spirit that it is time for me to speak. I guess I have to get serious now about producing the divine guidance workshop in an online format. I have put this task off since 2017 when a voice in my head announced that I should put the pdf of the divine guidance workshop into an “internationally available online class” – whatever that means.
So, I started to look at some new software tools to create and cut audio and video files, mainly with the Descript software and am playing around with that now.
Part of learning to get divine guidance is to become aware of when and where we are most receptible to allow higher wisdom to come in.
For myself, I have noticed receptivity during the following times:
-) When I am awake in bed around 3 am after going to the bathroom.
-) In the shower. There is a subreddit called “showerthoughts” with the insights people have in the shower and in other moments of receptivity. And I’ve heard of a coach who even had a whiteboard in her shower to capture those precious moments of inspiration.
-) In the bathroom while I get dressed.
-) During walks alone in nature.
-) During journaling. A rant which was supposed to be a venting for emotional turmoil can turn into a channeling.
-) When I am with another person who is sharing their troubles and asking for help, then being present with them with compassion can trigger inspiration to flow in.
-) When I am focused on an urgent question and am deliberately opening up to receive an answer.
On the other hand, moments which are not conducive to open me to higher guidance are:
-) When I am stressed and focussed on getting things done from my todo list in a most efficient way.
-) When I am around too many people, like changing trains in Frankfurt main station.
In summary, I think that to get guidance some kind of focus is beneficial. But it is also important to be relaxed at the same time.
Lately during June 2022, I have been blessed with finding little, lovely things.
First, I went to the forest by bike and locked my bike at the entrance of the forest. Where the thicket of blackberry branches and weeds had been mowed recently, I saw something silvery on the ground. It lay upside down and I couldn’t see what it was. I picked it up from the dirt and it was a little angel with a zirkon in his heart. A keychain pendant. I was only able to see that angel because the high thicket of weeds and thorny twines had been cut down.
On the angel, the date April 15 was printed. I wondered whether there was a message for me and looked up the date. April 15 was the Christian holiday Good Friday (crucifixion day) this year (2022). What’s up with crucifixion for me? Maybe some message about transformation.
During the next days, I continued to find something every other day. Mostly, I found little hearts made from silver plastic foil. Our neighbor had just had a wedding party. Maybe these hearts were blown by the wind from his house to mine. Whatever the natural cause of that, it was nice to find a couple of hearts every other day.
On one day, I found a rose in our backyard on the ground right beneath my chair. It was already dried and brown. I think it was the one I had cut from our rosebush because it grew through the fence and then I had thrown it on a pile of compost right next to the fence. How did it get from there to the patio right beneath my chair? It is unlikely that the wind blew it there. It would have been stuck in the hedge which is between the fence and the patio. Did an animal carry it there? But what kind of animal would carry a rose with a long stem all that way?
Even though there might be a perfectly normal explanation for all these little things, I interpreted them as little love messages from some benevolent force beyond the veil and said a silent ‘thank you’ each time.
I like to keep (check)lists for all sorts of stuff. There are, of course, the lists which come in handy for more mundane things like shopping lists or vacation packing checklists. But I have extended this habit to other areas of my life and want to share which lists I found useful regarding the spiritual journey.
I keep a journal. This is a list, too, even though you might not think of it as that at first. I write down dreams, messages from the inner voice, synchronicities, little signs I find along the way, and also musings and rants about my inner conflicts.
I find the journal useful for relieving pressure when something triggered me. After I write an angry rant, I try to find another angle to look at things. And maybe a channeled message from the wise inner voice comes through to give me some insight.
It is also good to keep track of things regarding what happened when. While I do remember most things which happened, I tend to forget in which order they happened. It was useful to have journal notes when I wrote down my story and shared it here on WordPress.
Books I’d like to read and books I have read
I read a lot. Especially in the beginning of my spiritual journey in 2006/2007, I devoured books during every free minute I had during the day. When I read a captivating book, it feels better than eating the most delicious piece of chocolate candy. Yummy, rich, makes me euphoric and feels deeply satisfying.
Here, I keep two lists. One with the books I would like to read. Everytime, I come across some fascinating book author, I put it on my list. This ensures that I always have a pipeline with chocolate candy equivalents filled up.
The other list contains the books I have read, just very short with title, author, and date when I read it.
Mission vs Fears
Another useful list is about my mission. Whenever I had an insight about what it was that my sould wanted me to do here on earth, I wrote that into the list. The insight could come from a dream message, from recurring patterns in daily life, or from a channeling from a psychic medium, for example.
Whenever I get confused and stuck, I can return to this list and read it again. It contains many puzzle pieces collected over the years which together give a more complete picture of where my path is heading.
Connected to the list of puzzle pieces which point to my mission is another list. Why am I not doing what I am obviously supposed to do? What is holding me back? This is the List of Fears. Here, I write down all the “what ifs” and everything which comes up as reason for my resistance to guidance ( – and, yep, unfortunately it is a long list).
Now, I don’t suggest that this is the best way to do it for everyone. Some might argue that it solidifies it to write all the fears down and that it would be better to write it down on paper (instead of electronically) and then burn it afterwards. And maybe they are right. I just share how I did it.
Writing down the fears can be a first step of getting some clarity about them. What to do about the fears would another topic entirely.
The Long List of Many Blessings
At some point in my journey around 2016, the inner voice told me regarding a good thing (the long awaited promotion at work) which had just been announced, ‚This is just the beginning of many blessings.‘
I heard that and thought, wow, I wonder what else will happen? And whether it is really a blessing or not ? Because sometimes my spirit guides and I have very differing viewpoints on whether something is a blessing or a curse.
So, I wanted to keep track of all these promised future blessings and I started My Long List of Many Blessings and wrote short entries (one liners in bullet point style) for everything extraordinary or noteworthy which occurred and for which I felt grateful.
This list is useful for reading when I have a low, grumpy mood, fretting about how much reincarnation and the recurring amnesia suck. Or whenever I am about to write a list inside my mind about the top 100 behaviors which
piss me off about people trigger me, I can catch myself and go back to read that list of blessings. It tends to lift my mood and shift me into gratitude when I review it or when I write new entries into it.
Writing this blogpost was a welcome opportunity to revisit the list of blessings.
“We are so happy to hear that you are going to Berlin,” said the inner voice of guidance. “You will be treated like a princess. No, even like a queen. Like royalty. Enjoy your trip!”
And then they added, “And we have a surprise for you.”
In addition to this statement of the inner voice, I got an image in my mind of some people dancing or bobbing up and down with joy and excitement.
“Well, what is it? Won’t you tell me?” I replied.
“No, we won’t tell you. Because then it wouldn’t be a surprise. And the soul loves surprises!”
I had planned my spontaneous trip to my parents in Berlin for a few days during early May 2022. I wrote about it here. Some last minute concerns had been wiped away. Due to a sore throat, I had decided to take a COVID test. I would have canceled my train tickets when the test would have been positive. But luckily it came back negative. I felt relief. And now I was ready to go.
I wondered what the promised surprise was going to be.
And even more, I wondered whether I heard the inner voice correctly. I still struggle with the issue of discernment and trust in the inner voice. Most often, the guidance does not appear as an audible voice but more like thoughts in my mind. Thoughts where it is not me who is thinking them. It is more like someone is talking to me telepathically in thoughts. But it is hard to tell whether I am making this up. Is this wishful thinking? Or is it from guidance? It is often easier to discern when there is some additional guidance showing up on another input channel like in a dream, a song in the mind or showing up in the physical. So, I decided to wait and see.
As it turned out, not only was I treated royally with fantastic weather and tasty food, but there were at least three surprises. The first surprise was that the train had on-board entertainment and I got to watch a movie on the 5h train ride to Berlin. The second one was that I was contacted by a former colleague right after I had left Berlin. I am going to share now in more detail about the third surprise.
So after a few days, I came back from Berlin late in the evening. And since I already had experienced two surprises, I didn’t expect any new ones. I got off the train and went to my bike which I had locked at the train station for a couple of days. My bike was still there and not stolen. That was a relief. But there was something unusual about it.
The first thing I noticed was a little rose flower in my basket. It was an artificial one, made from fabric. How lovely to be greeted with something like that!
Then I noticed that there was something strange about the bicycle seat. Not only was the plastic bag removed which I had used to cover the seat. But the saddle was low and the quick clamp was loosened.
Then I took a closer look and realized that this was not my bike seat! Someone had taken my old bike seat out and put an almost new one in there. My old bike seat was very much torn on the surface. But I didn’t mind. I always used a plastic bag to cover it. And now I had an almost new bike seat with a smooth surface.
How lovely! Someone must have exchanged my saddle for a better one and put the rose in my basket. That must have been the surprise my guides promised me.
Some handicraft work required
However, after I arrived at home, I took a closer look at the new saddle and saw that there was a problem. The seat pillar was too thin. Even if I closed the quick clamp, the saddle would still move.
Darn. Now I wasn’t so sure anymore whether this surprise was really such a great gift and some resentment crept in.
Then the problem solving phase started. Sifting through ideas how to deal with this. I wasn’t going to spend money on a new bike seat because I was afraid that that one would be stolen the next time I went to Berlin leaving my bike for several days locked at the train station.
After an unsuccessul attempt to enlarge the diameter of the saddle pillar with thick fabric duct tape, we tried some handicraft with metal from soda cans. After some tinkering, we ended up cutting the metal of not only one but two soda cans and wrapping it around the pillar to make it fit into the bike frame. ( I am so grateful that I stumbled across this helpful tip in an internet forum.)
Then the saddle pillar fit and didn’t slide into the frame further while biking and I thought, finally, I can be grateful for this surprise.
But there was more. There were probably some messages to consider.
One of the soda cans was a Dr. Pepper with cherry-vanilla flavor. We usually never drink Dr. Pepper and I wasn’t even aware that this was available here in Germany, but my husband bought it because it was the cheapest soda can he could find at the grocery store. I wondered whether there was a message in that for me. Does having (Dr.) Pepper under my butt mean something similar to getting fire under my ass? I hope I won’t be pushed by my guides again to do things which I don’t want to do. Had enough of that in the past.
The other thing that might be a message was that the saddle had the inscription ‘MOODY’ on the side, along with icons which reminded me of moon phases. Was it an admonition to look at my moods and heal my moody conditions? Or should I read Raymond Moody’s books about NDEs? I am not sure. Looking at my moods of occasional grumpiness, fear, and anger and trying to get into a stable inner peace is always a good idea, but it is still work in progress.
The third thing to mention about the saddle is that is is from the brand ‘Selle Royal’. A royal bike seat. When I saw this, I realized that the inner voice which I heard before the Berlin trip had told me that I would be treated ‘like royalty’.
Not only did I have a new bike seat now, but I also had one more experience with the inner voice where I had learned to trust that what I had heard was real. And much more than any channeling class exercises, it is these little personal experiences which teach me to trust.
‘Why not go through the forest today?’, the thought dropped into my mind on Saturday, April 23, 2022. Yeah, I had already taken a walk around the field in the sunshine just a day ago and now it was cloudy, so I wouldn’t miss any sunshine when I went into the shade of the forest instead of my usual walk around the fields. It would be the first trip to the forest this year.
With a little excited anticipation about what would be in store for me on that day, I got on my bike and took the short ride to the forest.
I had intended to put my bike right at the entrance of the forest and then walk the rest of the way, but for some odd reason my mind seemed to be wiped blank when I passed that spot and I ended up riding further into the forest instead.
‘Okay, never mind,’ I thought. ‘Who knows what this will be good for. I’ll just put my bike next to the little bridge then and walk from there.’
This time, I didn’t miss the spot. I locked my bike next to a small bridge and then took a walk around a lovely nature reserve area.
Even though the landscape was beautiful, my mood was rather brooding. Triggered by current events, thoughts about past stuff from work came up. Anger about not feeling appreciated enough in the past and my resulting intention to reduce my level of engagement at work. I still haven’t truly forgiven this issue. Regarding my day job, I am in a sort of detached, disengaged state most of the time. It feels peaceful on the surface, but if anything touches that old wound, emotions of anger and sadness come up again.
There are many benches along the way and I usually sit down often to rest and enjoy the view. I was glad that I was alone on this walk. Sadness came up and I let the tears flow. I didn’t even know whether the tears were sadness about the work anymore or whether they were a sign of release. Tears of relief as if someone hugged me after I had gone through a rough time.
In that brooding and teary-eyed mood, I got up and walked a bit to leave the nature reserve again where I suddenly saw a new bench at the side of the forest. The wood of the bench was old so it must have been there for a long time, but even though I had walked past this spot many times, I had never noticed a bench in this place. Maybe someone put an old bench in this spot?
So, I thought that I still had enough time since I rode my bike too far into the forest that day and shortened the way which I would walk and therefore I could rest on that new bench. And then a couple of minutes later, I decided to make a small detour. All because I still had enough time left.
As I walked a small, barely visible detour-path which I had never gone before with the forest on my left and the fields on my right side, I saw another bench. It was old, had a hole in part of the seat and was out of sight from the main path. How nice that there were so many benches in beautiful spots.
When I sat down, still teary-eyed, I saw that on top of some graffiti a (German) text was written on the old, weathered wood.
Here is the German text:
Alles ist gut.🤍
Du bist ewig!
Du bist wunderschön.
Es ist kein Zufall, das[s] du hier bist!
Wir passen auf dich auf!“
All is well.🤍
You are eternal!
You are beautiful.
It is no coincidence that you are here!
We’re looking after you / watching over you!
My tears welled up even more, this time because of wonder and gratitude. Until I was able to laugh again. Then I said to my guides, “Thank you. You guys are amazing.”
I don’t know who wrote this lovely message and for whom, but now it became clear to me how I was guided to this bench all along and why I was made to miss the first parking spot of my bike at the entrance of the forest.
At that day, I didn’t have any device with me to take a picture.
When I came back two days later to take photos of the bench, I also saw that several of the trees were marked with two white dots by the foresters. And someone had played with these dots and painted faces on a few trees like in this picture.
I think these kinds of stories happen to me, but they do not belong to me. They want to be shared. So, that’s what I do. I hope you also find some miracles in the forest or somewhere else in everyday life.
In the previous post, I discussed the coming into alignment as a result of working with divine guidance. I presented the octopus model (like an invisible giant hand which moves us) with strings with more or less slack representing more or less free will. I suggested that the spiritual journey is about shortening those strings, i.e. going from willfulness to willingness. From ‘my will be done’ to ‘Thy will be done’. From resistance to surrender.
What does the journey feel like on a personal level?
Understanding this journey from the bird’s eye view is one thing. Another thing is to understand what it feels like for the person who is actually going through this shift. Going from the macroscopic view to the microscopic point of view.
This is a transformational journey. Think about tadpole to frog. Or caterpillar to butterfly.
And the journey is very individual for each of us. But still, I think there are some commonalities that can be mentioned:
The stages / milestones do not necessarily happen in this order. Awakening can come before or after the falling away of the old.
And the term awakening might mean very different things to different people. While I would define it as the insight that consciousness is prior to everything and that there is a greater invisible force orchestrating events, other people might say that their awakening was that the mind feels very peaceful when it is clear and when there are no thought spirals running amok. Or that developing more self-compassion was the most important game changer for them. It is probably a combination of all of these viewpoints.
Regarding the transformational journey, I’m thinking about fictional example-biographies like the following:
My own transformational journey was triggered by rheumatoid arthritis after the birth of my first child which led me to homeopathy which in turn broke my materialistic worldview open. Then it was like a hike up to a mountain with a winding path uphill (- this represented the falling away of the old, e.g. former hobbies and former engagement at work). Afterwards it was like going downhill again, this time following the flow of a river – with more or less resistance from my side (loops at the riverside). This represented the coming into alignment with the new (e.g. sharing my experiences in this blog).
You can read more about my journey here.
So that is what the shortening of the strings in the octopus model can look like for the indivual person. A journey with the falling away of something old and coming into alignment with a new direction in life.
It can be deeply traumatic and heartbreaking.
It can be more or less dramatic with more or less messy upheaval.
It can be done with much resistance, kicking and screaming, or it can be done voluntarily and willingly.
It can be a sudden change or more gradual.
But it is usually transformational. And this transformation is one of the results of working with divine guidance.