From time to time, extraordinary situations occur. Fleeting moments of genius, or instances that seem – at first glance – supernatural. There are experiences so astonishing that even though I have lived through them, it is difficult for me to truly believe they happened.
There still lingers within me a worldview shaped by my environment. My openness to the full spectrum of experience remains somewhat limited, as if obstructed by a haze of skeptical thoughts.
All these remarkable phenomena I have witnessed confirm that it is indeed possible to experience the unbelievable. One only needs to trust the process. There have already been moments where I have had a flash of understanding languages I didn’t know, repaired various damages with just my touch, seen future events, relived the same day twice, and saw alternative situations. My senses became extraordinarily heightened – hearing, sight, smell, physical sensation. I heard voices, I saw spiritual beings.
During sessions, I can feel what the other person or animal feels, depending on who the session is for. I am becoming increasingly sensitive. My senses are sharpening. I perceive electricity through all of them. I receive others’ thoughts and emotions as currents of electricity.
In all of this, I have the most to do with myself. It is easier for me to care for others than for myself. I’ve likely said it many times – I am my greatest challenge. There are moments when I do truly well, and it brings with it beautiful, wondrous sensations. Yet at times, I fall back into old thoughts, habits, and skeptical notions – especially around my menstrual cycle. In those moments, I seem to take a step backward. Why do I allow it? Is it still the human factor making itself known? Perhaps so.