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My Awakening
#WritcoStoryChallenge

Thursday, June 18, 2020
8:00 PM

It was a bright and sunny day in Arizona when I had my spiritual awakening. At least, for the first time that I can remember so dramatically.
It was late March and I had just begun doing some real research into politics and seeking answers…the truth. Somehow, from one random video to another, I was led down a very interesting path. (The Rabbit Hole, some might say.)

On this path, I really started getting acquainted with the names in politics. I never followed it really, because I just always assumed they were all liars on some level. Turns out I was right, but the details were so scattered, and so various along the spectrum, that it literally required my time all day, every day for over six weeks. (In order to keep up with this stuff though, you have to continue researching like that forever!! I finally reached my limit.) I began "feeling" different; lighter; as if Light itself was surrounding me and the truth was being given to me in some invisible download, by some entity.

But that day in March is one I will never forget. Something opened up in me. Something pulsated through me like a shock wave, but containing spirits, or experiences from other lives, or a some downright, psychotic episode out of the blue. Something moved through me that day. Many somethings actually. It's a story I've never fully written before so here goes…

It was about 3 in the afternoon and the day had been pretty regular. Nothing weird or strange happened that I noticed. My husband had just finished working and was about to head out to meet a friend and run some errands for the family. We had plans that night as well to be intimate.

Suddenly, I was standing in our kitchen after he had left the house and this rush of dread and fear rushed over me in a cold-sweat. I was in the middle of texting back and forth with his mother when this crazy feeling came over me. I started to say something negative to her about her son because suddenly, I got this rush of jealousy and suspicion about where he was going.
Very quickly, I came back to my senses and took some deep breaths because I knew for certain that he was not doing anything to hurt me. Fear has a way of triggering the tough spots from the past to get you going and it usually works until you become more aware of it.

Anyway, the feeling kept coming and going like tidal waves. At one point, my mind had me convinced that my husband was actually gay and just pretending to love me to save face....