Good Morning World,
Today is another rainy day in Michigan and I am getting ready to pack up and move from Novi to Canton for the next couple of days before I go off to Hawaii. It has been busy this trip with readings, classes and healings. I began my morning making a cup of Yogi Tea and this is what it says:
Yogi Tea Bag Says: Live in your strength.
I love this message. Of all the work I do and readings I do, I notice that the most important thing that is necessary for people is just that: to live in their strength. But many do not know what their strength is. Often many people identify with other people's ideas of strengths and so they go about living their life trying to attain that particular strength as if it were their own. Each of you has different strength. Your strength is unique to you. For one person it may be their ability to speak their truth and for another it may be their ability to build a fence. Your strength comes in many shapes and sizes. There is no one way to be strong.
My guides have chosen to come through this morning:
Dear ones, your strength is individual to you. That is the beauty of being a human being. Each of you have come to the earth as a piece of the puzzle and each piece is necessary and different. Like a puzzle dear ones the pieces may look alike, seem to fit, but there is only one unique piece for that part of the puzzle. So too are you each--a unique piece to the puzzle. It is necessary for you to find your strength and live it for you are a necessary part of your human world. Your strength, light and being is needed now. We ask you to shine in that strength you have for it is needed particularly now in your earth time and space. The changes that your planet Earth is undergoing requires each of you to step into the truth of who you are. It may seem difficult at times to find it; that is simply because you are looking outside of yourselves, dear ones. Often you compare yourselves to others. We ask you to compare yourselves to who you discover yourselves to be. We suggest you take the time to look within you to discover the beauty of who you are for it will show you the way to your strength. When it is discovered, we ask you to be free to allow the process of living your strength to happen. It requires dedication to your soul's mission. Everyone has a mission and everyone's mission is slightly different even if they look the same, just as we mentioned a puzzle may look the same, but only the correct one fits. So dear ones, remember your piece of the puzzle will fit perfectly for you if you allow it to happen. EstaRa's message is timely for some of you. She has often felt that she is different since childhood, the beauty is that she is different and has learned to live her strength. Her strength is the beauty of who she is. Learn from EstaRa and dare to pave the road as you go rather than to find the one someone else has paved for you. It is with love, honor and respect that we bring you this message today. We are The Masters of Light.
My guides offer such beautiful words of wisdom. My wish is that you find within this message the empowerment needed to Live in Your Strength.
In love,
EstaRa
This is my soul's journey of healing, love and light. On my path, I encounter many opportunities for self healing. I only hope I can impart some wisdom to you along the way as I journey through this life.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Been Here Before...Almost 600 Years Ago.
We left the church and started heading down what looked like an alley, but no it wasn't dark and dreary like and old time movie. But it was old. And, the doors on the buildings were really interesting as we made our way down toward the Ben Ezra Synagogue. This one door just called to me so I had to take a picture of it.(Even now as I type up this blog for you all to experience the trip with me the door still calls out to me. Can you feel it too?)
I lingered in front of the door for a little too long that I had to catch up with the rest of the group.
We were told that the religious population in Cairo is 90% Muslim, 10% Christian and 15 Jewish families...no I did not fail math class---that is 15 Jewish families. Amazing isn't it? For those of you who know me know that I have studied Judaism over the last few years and that I am called to go to Israel(another trip that hopefully the universe provides to me because I can't imagine how I would be going there.). I have reconnected with many of my past lives as many of you know and there were a few lifetimes that I was Jewish...often a Jewish male.
When I step foot in a Synagogue at home, I immediately take on a new energy--my energy seems to get bigger--I embrace the Hebrew as if it were a language I speak. I don't speak Hebrew at all except about 20 words or so that a guy that I dated a few years back taught me....I thank him immensely for the gift of teaching me. I am not one to do well learning on my own from books. I am someone who enjoys being in a school setting and learning form humans not computers or books---perhaps that has a lot to do with my guides. They don't teach me by reading they teach me by experiencing many things. (We won't go there for the sake of time and my hand would hurt writing the many dramatic at times experiences. But feel free to ask me sometime.) So I have many books on learning Hebrew, but I am not disciplined enough to learn it that way and quite honestly, I think I need to hear someone pronounce the sound of the words. Going back for a moment to the words I do know, apparently I speak them so well that I sound like I am Israeli. Now the first moment, I stepped into Synagogue I sang those prayers like I was an expert--I don't know where that came from other than my spirit channeled them right through me. Incredible experiences, but I digress! PS didn't think of blog my experiences with Hebrew, Judaism and Synagogues, but they too were amazing in and of themselves.
Anyway, we make our way to Ben Ezra and we are told we can't take pictures inside which is quite disappointing to me, but it is what it is. This is the entrance gate to get to the grounds of the Synagogue.Oh ya, I failed to tell you that it started to rain when we left the Church. Yes, it rained in the desert in Cairo---I was surprised too!!
The security to get into the Synagogue was probably the best and most realistic security we went through the whole time we were there. As I mentioned in my earlier blogs, they didn't really look at our stuff in line, but just made us put our stuff up there like for appearances or something. This I felt secure in their checking things out. We walked into an area where we could sit while our tour guide, Setep en Ra started to talk about the history of the synagogue.
As I sat there trying to listen, my energy got pulled back in time. The voice of Setep en Ra began to fade out. I began to see everything change; the building in which I was sitting transformed to a Temple that was used and I was sitting in this temple as a member attending a Shabbat service. I saw people as they arrived in the building to pray and get prepared for Shabbat. I saw that I was a man and that I had a son who was there with me. There were no women in there; only men. It was incredible. I could hear the prayers being recited and I could see the men as they performed the Shabbat Service. This experience showed me one life that I lived as a Jewish male. I feel like I was one of the original founders of this Temple.
Then I started to hear our tour guide's voice again and he was telling something about Jewish tradition and I asked him if I could correct him based on the knowdledge that I had just experienced. He asked if I was Jewish and I said no, but that I had studied Judaism. He said that he had few friends that were Jewish and emphasized how the religions really got along here in Cairo. He asked me to share what I knew with the rest of the people there. I started to tell them what I saw, but also what the meaning of traditions were from my own knowledge.
Then as we were leaving, there was a place to purchase memorabilia from here and I really wanted to have something from here, but nothing resonated. I felt that I didn't need it the experience in the Temple was enough to help me to hold this memory. (Even as I type this to you now I am experiencing the sounds of the Temple and the visions of it too!)
A few days earlier, Sokehelia said that she felt there was something there at the synagogue for me. I felt it too. I couldn't wait to go there and now I know. Everything was so familiar and I felt like I could stay there for longer, but it was time to move on. So I left with a part of my energy (me) returned to me. Thank you Ben Ezra for still being there for my journey 600 years later.
1.16.2011
I lingered in front of the door for a little too long that I had to catch up with the rest of the group.
We were told that the religious population in Cairo is 90% Muslim, 10% Christian and 15 Jewish families...no I did not fail math class---that is 15 Jewish families. Amazing isn't it? For those of you who know me know that I have studied Judaism over the last few years and that I am called to go to Israel(another trip that hopefully the universe provides to me because I can't imagine how I would be going there.). I have reconnected with many of my past lives as many of you know and there were a few lifetimes that I was Jewish...often a Jewish male.
When I step foot in a Synagogue at home, I immediately take on a new energy--my energy seems to get bigger--I embrace the Hebrew as if it were a language I speak. I don't speak Hebrew at all except about 20 words or so that a guy that I dated a few years back taught me....I thank him immensely for the gift of teaching me. I am not one to do well learning on my own from books. I am someone who enjoys being in a school setting and learning form humans not computers or books---perhaps that has a lot to do with my guides. They don't teach me by reading they teach me by experiencing many things. (We won't go there for the sake of time and my hand would hurt writing the many dramatic at times experiences. But feel free to ask me sometime.) So I have many books on learning Hebrew, but I am not disciplined enough to learn it that way and quite honestly, I think I need to hear someone pronounce the sound of the words. Going back for a moment to the words I do know, apparently I speak them so well that I sound like I am Israeli. Now the first moment, I stepped into Synagogue I sang those prayers like I was an expert--I don't know where that came from other than my spirit channeled them right through me. Incredible experiences, but I digress! PS didn't think of blog my experiences with Hebrew, Judaism and Synagogues, but they too were amazing in and of themselves.
Anyway, we make our way to Ben Ezra and we are told we can't take pictures inside which is quite disappointing to me, but it is what it is. This is the entrance gate to get to the grounds of the Synagogue.Oh ya, I failed to tell you that it started to rain when we left the Church. Yes, it rained in the desert in Cairo---I was surprised too!!
The security to get into the Synagogue was probably the best and most realistic security we went through the whole time we were there. As I mentioned in my earlier blogs, they didn't really look at our stuff in line, but just made us put our stuff up there like for appearances or something. This I felt secure in their checking things out. We walked into an area where we could sit while our tour guide, Setep en Ra started to talk about the history of the synagogue.
As I sat there trying to listen, my energy got pulled back in time. The voice of Setep en Ra began to fade out. I began to see everything change; the building in which I was sitting transformed to a Temple that was used and I was sitting in this temple as a member attending a Shabbat service. I saw people as they arrived in the building to pray and get prepared for Shabbat. I saw that I was a man and that I had a son who was there with me. There were no women in there; only men. It was incredible. I could hear the prayers being recited and I could see the men as they performed the Shabbat Service. This experience showed me one life that I lived as a Jewish male. I feel like I was one of the original founders of this Temple.
Then I started to hear our tour guide's voice again and he was telling something about Jewish tradition and I asked him if I could correct him based on the knowdledge that I had just experienced. He asked if I was Jewish and I said no, but that I had studied Judaism. He said that he had few friends that were Jewish and emphasized how the religions really got along here in Cairo. He asked me to share what I knew with the rest of the people there. I started to tell them what I saw, but also what the meaning of traditions were from my own knowledge.
Then as we were leaving, there was a place to purchase memorabilia from here and I really wanted to have something from here, but nothing resonated. I felt that I didn't need it the experience in the Temple was enough to help me to hold this memory. (Even as I type this to you now I am experiencing the sounds of the Temple and the visions of it too!)
A few days earlier, Sokehelia said that she felt there was something there at the synagogue for me. I felt it too. I couldn't wait to go there and now I know. Everything was so familiar and I felt like I could stay there for longer, but it was time to move on. So I left with a part of my energy (me) returned to me. Thank you Ben Ezra for still being there for my journey 600 years later.
1.16.2011
The Streets of Cairo
The streets in Cairo are so busy and packed with vehicles---it is like a dusty NYC street. Here is a picture to show you just that. This is a picture of the bus as we are about to board to go downtown to the Old City of Cairo. The ride to the church was eventful. While we were driving in the bus, I looked out the window and really saw the chaos of the streets. There was really no lane. People and animals were on the local buses. It reminds me of the scene in the movie Romancing the Stone where Kathleen Turner boards the bus in Colombia. Not a bus I would want to travel on. Not because of the crammed in animals and humans, but because of the bus stops. There aren't any. I mean literally the bus stops in traffic; people board on and off in the middle of the road no real bus stops. The people boarding on and off must navigate through traffic because the traffic is not likely to stop for them. It was a scary sight I must say.
We are here. I took a picture of a sign across the way. I swear if I was here alone I would be totally. Everything is written in Arabic. It really is quite the beatitful language though.
1.16.2011
We are here. I took a picture of a sign across the way. I swear if I was here alone I would be totally. Everything is written in Arabic. It really is quite the beatitful language though.
1.16.2011
Waiting in the King Hotel
Here we are in the lobby of the King Hotel--waiting for the "Nasty Train" to arrive. And waiting. And waiting. The plane people look so refreshed and our group, the sleeper train people, don't look so bad either. The nasty train people, well you know we won't know for some time. It sounds like there is no ETA on their arrival.
The plan is that when they arrive, we will have one hour to get together and do our last scheduled optional tour of the Old Cairo and the Citadel. Unfortunately, I just found out some bad news that only two other people want to do Alexandria and we won't be going. I am so disappointed, but that tells me that I will be heading back to Egypt again. I have to say that I am really disappointed because now I would have gone on the hot air balloon ride. Oh well--I'm in Egypt...seriously, can I really be disappointed? hahaha
Being back in Cairo is so different than the rest of the places we went to. It is so metropolitan and crazy --don't like it so much.
Saw our room and just so you know the King Hotel is not the name I would have given it. It is not likely to house Kings--not so clean once again. But still better than that hotel in Aswan. We have our last group gathering tonight and not everyone is doing the city tour. I hope I make it to the group gathering since I haven't recently been to the last two.
They are here--the nasty train peeps arrived. They don't look so bad apparently the right people traveled on that train knowing they could still find some sleep. There trip took a lot longer because they had some train trouble and were stopped for some time.
Okay, got to run--well walk to the bus for our journey to the Coptic Church.
1.16.11
The plan is that when they arrive, we will have one hour to get together and do our last scheduled optional tour of the Old Cairo and the Citadel. Unfortunately, I just found out some bad news that only two other people want to do Alexandria and we won't be going. I am so disappointed, but that tells me that I will be heading back to Egypt again. I have to say that I am really disappointed because now I would have gone on the hot air balloon ride. Oh well--I'm in Egypt...seriously, can I really be disappointed? hahaha
Being back in Cairo is so different than the rest of the places we went to. It is so metropolitan and crazy --don't like it so much.
Saw our room and just so you know the King Hotel is not the name I would have given it. It is not likely to house Kings--not so clean once again. But still better than that hotel in Aswan. We have our last group gathering tonight and not everyone is doing the city tour. I hope I make it to the group gathering since I haven't recently been to the last two.
They are here--the nasty train peeps arrived. They don't look so bad apparently the right people traveled on that train knowing they could still find some sleep. There trip took a lot longer because they had some train trouble and were stopped for some time.
Okay, got to run--well walk to the bus for our journey to the Coptic Church.
1.16.11
Inspirational Snippet: Yes
Good Rainy day from Michigan,
Here I am sitting in Novi, MI being a little chilled by the rain and getting ready to go out and do some readings this evening. Nothing more exciting than getting a good cup of tea, reading a book and taking a nap. Nap-Check, Book-Check and Tea-Check Now onto the snippet.
This is a simple message for all of you thinkers out there. The ones who plan, plan, plan and then do and then think, think, think about what just transpired. It is for all of you who rehash life to try and understand why. Ever ask the question, WHY? I know I used do and sometimes I get caught up in the trap of WHY...of course now I just wish that was a word that they skipped over in school and I wouldn't have to ask that question again. Sound familiar? Ever satisfied with the answer? Even better, do you really ever get the answer?
From Emmanuel's Book II:
"Dare to believe the universe is simple. A loving YES is the doorway to infinite possibility. You were not meant to understand your life. You were meant to live it. "
This quote unlocks the key to what is not working in your life. Do not think, do not question, do not plan, simply allow. Realize that the universe provides you with numerous opportunities each day to heal, express yourself, fall in love, get caught up in the moment and just live. The things that happen, happen simply because they are what is supposed to. There really is no need to question--why me? Why did he do that? Why did she do that? Why is it this way not that way? It is not necessary to understand why or how some things happen. It is only necessary to experience it.
My wish for you is to take hold of life and truly say yes to the amazing opportunities that are coming your way even if they seem a bit scarey, ridiculous or unbelievable. It is time to say yes to life!
Here I am sitting in Novi, MI being a little chilled by the rain and getting ready to go out and do some readings this evening. Nothing more exciting than getting a good cup of tea, reading a book and taking a nap. Nap-Check, Book-Check and Tea-Check Now onto the snippet.
This is a simple message for all of you thinkers out there. The ones who plan, plan, plan and then do and then think, think, think about what just transpired. It is for all of you who rehash life to try and understand why. Ever ask the question, WHY? I know I used do and sometimes I get caught up in the trap of WHY...of course now I just wish that was a word that they skipped over in school and I wouldn't have to ask that question again. Sound familiar? Ever satisfied with the answer? Even better, do you really ever get the answer?
From Emmanuel's Book II:
"Dare to believe the universe is simple. A loving YES is the doorway to infinite possibility. You were not meant to understand your life. You were meant to live it. "
This quote unlocks the key to what is not working in your life. Do not think, do not question, do not plan, simply allow. Realize that the universe provides you with numerous opportunities each day to heal, express yourself, fall in love, get caught up in the moment and just live. The things that happen, happen simply because they are what is supposed to. There really is no need to question--why me? Why did he do that? Why did she do that? Why is it this way not that way? It is not necessary to understand why or how some things happen. It is only necessary to experience it.
My wish for you is to take hold of life and truly say yes to the amazing opportunities that are coming your way even if they seem a bit scarey, ridiculous or unbelievable. It is time to say yes to life!
Hanging Church in Old Cairo
The tour of the old city began at the Hanging Church in Cairo. It is a magnificent church as are most old churches. It is called the Hanging Church because it is suspended above the gatehouse of a Babylon fortress.
I am not sure if you can even tell by the following pictures that it is, in fact, hanging. The first picture is the entrance to go up the steps to get to the church and the second picture is looking down.
I could feel the energy of this church, but no real experiences for me here. I almost wonder if I am just burnt out because it is the end of the trip. But here are some more pictures of the church. I love stained glass windows and this one is so deeply in color.
This piece is real ivory and wood. It is magnificent to look at. Everything is so ornate and detailed in this church. It is really quite beauiful.
1.16.2011
I am not sure if you can even tell by the following pictures that it is, in fact, hanging. The first picture is the entrance to go up the steps to get to the church and the second picture is looking down.
I could feel the energy of this church, but no real experiences for me here. I almost wonder if I am just burnt out because it is the end of the trip. But here are some more pictures of the church. I love stained glass windows and this one is so deeply in color.
This piece is real ivory and wood. It is magnificent to look at. Everything is so ornate and detailed in this church. It is really quite beauiful.
1.16.2011
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Morning Has Broken
I see light shining out through my window. I am awake. I lie here in the bed and think to myself I slept on a train. It wasn't bad at all and honestly the movement was really comforting. I think I can travel across country by train or perhaps Europe? Anyway, back to my experience this morning. We've been traveling 10 hours now and ready to get off the train, but here comes breakfast delivered to us.
Oh goody--an orange! And, yep you guessed it--a box of bread again! There is the tiniest piece of cheese you ever did see. Imagine it--make a triangle with your thumb and pointer finger--that is about the size and actually that may even be a bit bigger--thank heavens for the chocolate bar. At least the nuts have some protein.
Our train just stopped, but it is not our stop at least I don't think. I hope someone remembers to tell us it is our stop, we don't have a guide with us. Truthfully, this could be the stop but who would know we don't speak Arabic. hahaha
I just looked out the window and look at this tree--not the best picture, but you can see monkey heads in it. If you look closely, you will see what I mean.
Isn't that interesting?
We got the sign that we are almost there. I have to admit taking the luggage I did was way too much. I think I need to learn to travel lighter or get comfortable in dirty clothes. It is too heavy and yet it isn't heavy at all (not compared to other trips I went on in my past when there wasn't a luggage weight limit!), but after lugging it on a train twice now it is just not something you want to carry with you. Maybe a backpack instead of a suitcase? hahaha Ya right, who am I kidding. If you know me that seems near impossible.
Okay we are deboarding and heading to our hotel in Cairo. Let's see if we really did beat the Nasty Train. My guess is that we did, but who knows our train took longer than they thought. I'll write more later.
1.16.2011
Oh goody--an orange! And, yep you guessed it--a box of bread again! There is the tiniest piece of cheese you ever did see. Imagine it--make a triangle with your thumb and pointer finger--that is about the size and actually that may even be a bit bigger--thank heavens for the chocolate bar. At least the nuts have some protein.
Our train just stopped, but it is not our stop at least I don't think. I hope someone remembers to tell us it is our stop, we don't have a guide with us. Truthfully, this could be the stop but who would know we don't speak Arabic. hahaha
I just looked out the window and look at this tree--not the best picture, but you can see monkey heads in it. If you look closely, you will see what I mean.
Isn't that interesting?
We got the sign that we are almost there. I have to admit taking the luggage I did was way too much. I think I need to learn to travel lighter or get comfortable in dirty clothes. It is too heavy and yet it isn't heavy at all (not compared to other trips I went on in my past when there wasn't a luggage weight limit!), but after lugging it on a train twice now it is just not something you want to carry with you. Maybe a backpack instead of a suitcase? hahaha Ya right, who am I kidding. If you know me that seems near impossible.
Okay we are deboarding and heading to our hotel in Cairo. Let's see if we really did beat the Nasty Train. My guess is that we did, but who knows our train took longer than they thought. I'll write more later.
1.16.2011
Planes, Trains and Automobiles ( I mean Sleeper Train, I mean Heaven )
We just boarded the train. I am with a third of our group of Lightworkers. Our group did split up. A portion of our group took the plane back to Cairo and will be sleeping soundly in a hotel bed tonight. Another part of the group took the "nasty train"--yes some people did opt to go back the way they came. I don't want to think about it so I am going to suggest if you are not sure what the Nasty train is like, I would recommend going back in my blog for that entry. You will then be able to get the picture. I was still surprised that people went back on that train.
And here I am sitting on the sleeper train as we prepare to leave. I just did a shopping spree out on the platform---well no not really. I went grocery shopping so to speak that included 2 chocolate bars, potato chips and water. This is just in case I get a box of bread again for breakfast. I was so worried that the likelihood of me having food in the morning based on the past trip is grim. Bought a ton of water.
Ebron Ra and I are sharing this cabin. And it really is quite the cute cubby hole.
It is tremendously clean in comparison to the Nasty Train. This is more of what I think of as average in America--but it would be considered first class here, perhaps? They have pillows blankets and beds...haven't checked out the potty yet. Will keep you posted. If I could sleep for at least a few hours I will be grateful.
Okay, checked out the bathroom and it is still not what I would consider clean, but it is sooooo much better than the other train. At least when I lifted the toilet seat, it did not fall off and well there was running water. Oh and imagine this we have a sink in out cabin too!! I don't have any complaints really...just looking forward to hitting the pillow...will write you more in the morning.
1.15.11
And here I am sitting on the sleeper train as we prepare to leave. I just did a shopping spree out on the platform---well no not really. I went grocery shopping so to speak that included 2 chocolate bars, potato chips and water. This is just in case I get a box of bread again for breakfast. I was so worried that the likelihood of me having food in the morning based on the past trip is grim. Bought a ton of water.
Ebron Ra and I are sharing this cabin. And it really is quite the cute cubby hole.
It is tremendously clean in comparison to the Nasty Train. This is more of what I think of as average in America--but it would be considered first class here, perhaps? They have pillows blankets and beds...haven't checked out the potty yet. Will keep you posted. If I could sleep for at least a few hours I will be grateful.
Okay, checked out the bathroom and it is still not what I would consider clean, but it is sooooo much better than the other train. At least when I lifted the toilet seat, it did not fall off and well there was running water. Oh and imagine this we have a sink in out cabin too!! I don't have any complaints really...just looking forward to hitting the pillow...will write you more in the morning.
1.15.11
Inspirational Snippet: What is Guilt?
Another amazing quote from Emmanuel's Book II. The Choice for Love. As I read this quote, I felt that this is a must share.
"What is guilt? Guilt is second judgment. It is looking at oneself in hindsight and saying "I really ought not to have done that." "But, my dears, if you really ought not to have done that, you would not have. Know that at the moment of happening, it was all appropriate. If you have learned since that the act was not what you would choose now and you feel guilty, know that the act itself has brought you to this understanding. That was all it was meant to do."
There are many of us raised with the sense of guilt through our families and then reinforced by our religious backgrounds. I saw this quote and really thought I needed to share this with you so that you can breakfree from the pattern of guilt you or a loved one may have established throughout this life. I love the way Emmanuel explains "guilt". Do you realize that what Emmanuel is saying is that if you feel guilt about something it should be the lesson to feel the guilt and then release yourself from the guilt. The point is to hold onto guilt is to keep you stuck. To feel guilty is to remind you of the lesson you learned so that you do not remake that "mistake". It isn't supposed to make you afraid to live. As Emmanuel mentions if you were not supposed to do something then you wouldn't have. Every part of living is an experience to cherish even the "so called mistakes".
My only wish for you is that you remember that if guilt sneaks up on you...what is the reason? Is it to make you feel bad? Or is it simply to remind you of a lesson that you wish learn? It is all in how you choose to perceive it. My wish for you is to not put energy into guilt over the choices you have made. The choices were made because at the moment you made them that is simply what you chose. As Emmanuel says, if you didn't like the choice this will stop you from making it again, but no need to waste energy on feeling guilty. Spend your energy on loving you instead.
In love,
EstaRa
"What is guilt? Guilt is second judgment. It is looking at oneself in hindsight and saying "I really ought not to have done that." "But, my dears, if you really ought not to have done that, you would not have. Know that at the moment of happening, it was all appropriate. If you have learned since that the act was not what you would choose now and you feel guilty, know that the act itself has brought you to this understanding. That was all it was meant to do."
There are many of us raised with the sense of guilt through our families and then reinforced by our religious backgrounds. I saw this quote and really thought I needed to share this with you so that you can breakfree from the pattern of guilt you or a loved one may have established throughout this life. I love the way Emmanuel explains "guilt". Do you realize that what Emmanuel is saying is that if you feel guilt about something it should be the lesson to feel the guilt and then release yourself from the guilt. The point is to hold onto guilt is to keep you stuck. To feel guilty is to remind you of the lesson you learned so that you do not remake that "mistake". It isn't supposed to make you afraid to live. As Emmanuel mentions if you were not supposed to do something then you wouldn't have. Every part of living is an experience to cherish even the "so called mistakes".
My only wish for you is that you remember that if guilt sneaks up on you...what is the reason? Is it to make you feel bad? Or is it simply to remind you of a lesson that you wish learn? It is all in how you choose to perceive it. My wish for you is to not put energy into guilt over the choices you have made. The choices were made because at the moment you made them that is simply what you chose. As Emmanuel says, if you didn't like the choice this will stop you from making it again, but no need to waste energy on feeling guilty. Spend your energy on loving you instead.
In love,
EstaRa
Official Good bye to Scarab Tours
We just finished up our dinner and we are off to get to our train. We crammed our luggage in the center of the hotel lobby before going off to dinner. Not something we would feel comfortable doing in America, I mean we would be concerned that a our luggage may match someone else's and they may just have to take it home too! :) (okay so that was my poor attempt at a joke--I really mean to say someone may steal it!) We all met at the restaurant that we went to the day we arrived at Luxor. I was happy to be able to order from the menu because that meant no tomato sauce and rice. Woo hoo!!
It was such a pleasant gathering, but really sad at the same time. I know that most of us will see each other tomorrow, but it is sad to know that we are leaving Egypt and each other even though we are deeply connected at a Soul level. I love everyone that I have met so far and it is incredible to know that our connection happened so quickly over the last couple of weeks. I know that in my heart I will know them forever, but I also know that human life gets in the way and I certainly would hope not, but then again one never knows. We exchanged emails, phone numbers and addresses.
It was getting time to leave to catch up our bus to our transportation. I just found out that we do not have a tour guide that will travel with us. Oh my!! We don't? That freaks me out a bit no one speaks Arabic. Okay let's not get panicked. But, what if we miss our stop, who is going to come claim us? hahaha ...back to breathing I trust our guides (the etheric beings that have guided me along my way) to get us there--they have gotten us this far.
We had an opportunity to say good bye to Setep en ra and Wassim. It was really funny, I thanked them both. They really were tremendous light beings. They were helpful and so open to what we were doing. Who else would put themselves in the possibility of getting thrown into jail for their tour people? That alone should win them awards.
Funny story, when I went up to say good bye to Setep an Ra. I thanked him and gave him a hug. He told me that I was a beautiful soul and to realize that while all the men were trying to buy me with camels--that was real. (I had told him about my experience of the many offers to purchase me with camels since I entered the country.) He said when the Egyptian men are flirting with travelers they say beautiful eyes and flirt, but when they offer camels for you that is a serious offer. He said I should be honored. I laughed because inside of me I felt like I was horrified that they followed me everywhere, but I guess I am honored that some men want to buy me! hahaha
If we are doing the optional trips, we will see Scarab Tours again, but if not this was the last opportunity to say good bye.
I wish to tell my twinflame when I get back that even the men in Egypt find me to be a good catch. I wonder what he would think if he knew. I wonder if it would matter to him ? I wonder if he misses me. I can't help, but feel these questions inside of me. It is getting close to the end of the trip and I have to make a decision if I will call him. I want so badly to get off the plane and go directly to where he works and tell him that I love him and I miss him, but not sure if I should do that. I mean I know on an etheric level that he feels the same way, but 3D I don't know what he is thinking--we haven't spoken now in over two months.
Okay now, we got to go and catch the sleeper train..see you on there.
1.15.2011
It was such a pleasant gathering, but really sad at the same time. I know that most of us will see each other tomorrow, but it is sad to know that we are leaving Egypt and each other even though we are deeply connected at a Soul level. I love everyone that I have met so far and it is incredible to know that our connection happened so quickly over the last couple of weeks. I know that in my heart I will know them forever, but I also know that human life gets in the way and I certainly would hope not, but then again one never knows. We exchanged emails, phone numbers and addresses.
It was getting time to leave to catch up our bus to our transportation. I just found out that we do not have a tour guide that will travel with us. Oh my!! We don't? That freaks me out a bit no one speaks Arabic. Okay let's not get panicked. But, what if we miss our stop, who is going to come claim us? hahaha ...back to breathing I trust our guides (the etheric beings that have guided me along my way) to get us there--they have gotten us this far.
We had an opportunity to say good bye to Setep en ra and Wassim. It was really funny, I thanked them both. They really were tremendous light beings. They were helpful and so open to what we were doing. Who else would put themselves in the possibility of getting thrown into jail for their tour people? That alone should win them awards.
Funny story, when I went up to say good bye to Setep an Ra. I thanked him and gave him a hug. He told me that I was a beautiful soul and to realize that while all the men were trying to buy me with camels--that was real. (I had told him about my experience of the many offers to purchase me with camels since I entered the country.) He said when the Egyptian men are flirting with travelers they say beautiful eyes and flirt, but when they offer camels for you that is a serious offer. He said I should be honored. I laughed because inside of me I felt like I was horrified that they followed me everywhere, but I guess I am honored that some men want to buy me! hahaha
If we are doing the optional trips, we will see Scarab Tours again, but if not this was the last opportunity to say good bye.
I wish to tell my twinflame when I get back that even the men in Egypt find me to be a good catch. I wonder what he would think if he knew. I wonder if it would matter to him ? I wonder if he misses me. I can't help, but feel these questions inside of me. It is getting close to the end of the trip and I have to make a decision if I will call him. I want so badly to get off the plane and go directly to where he works and tell him that I love him and I miss him, but not sure if I should do that. I mean I know on an etheric level that he feels the same way, but 3D I don't know what he is thinking--we haven't spoken now in over two months.
Okay now, we got to go and catch the sleeper train..see you on there.
1.15.2011
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