In my experience of awakening I could not get right with my soul, but didn't know why.
She seemed upset about little matters, like were thought forms FORMING. Were these actual Beings becoming? Did they carry matter in some form? Were they ALIVE?
If I didn't acknowledge them as an actual Being myself, would they disappear into nothingness and be lost?
Apparently so. They were apparently the formations of the earliest thoughts from within the deep consciousness of a person that could get lost and NOT awaken, and as such, they could then be left unattended, heart broken, upset and unable to revive themselves from the deep density that IS internal consciousness.
I had awakened. My soul was determined, my little girl revived. She knew all too well the formation of thought unattended.
Like knowing you grieve, but not ever allowing yourself to do so.
Early formations of thought are NOT unattended Beings, they are early germations of creative force energy, and when left in states of fear, neglect or haphazardness, they create havoc. They are like disorganized sensations within.
My little girl knew this. She had lived it as an inner part of my thought processes. Life exists, but if not well organized, cared for or prized, then it can become lonely, thoughtless and mean. She hid from this fact. Girl hidden.
In order to claim her again, I had to acknowledge WHY had she been lost? Did she do something wrong? No. Did she treat others badly? No. Did she understand wrongly? No.
She simply wanted to exist, again, but without all the bad thoughts that roved her head.
Was This possible in everyday America? Echoes of bad thought exist everywhere and permeate the fabric of society. You're fat. You drink too much. You're ugly.
When would it end?
If you are truly awake on the inner planes, you HEAR the mantra: get over it.
Well, getting over it really means CLEANING it up.
People must become responsible for their THOUGHTS. These FORM the fabric of our inner being. Through them we CREATE.
Get over your Self, person. Thoughts MATTER.
My little girl is tired of hiding. She wants to be awake, in a world where we know Love.
In the grand scheme, this means finding our true essence and not ignoring what it has been through. Mine has been through Hell.
Pre-cognitive thoughts of the 4d inner plane exist, run rampant, and don't let up. It is a constant running nightmare of what is wrong with us. I want to stop hiding, says little girl.
Be aware of you. In the small scheme, we are not getting off our physical incarnation for awhile now. If you truly are awake, then own your astral plane. It is dark, unignited and desiring.
These early predecessors of our Selves keep coming up for notice.
Why is the dark bad? When did I get that way? Was my thought ignored, then turned away? Where did it go?
I claim my hidden self. It is DARK.
In the near future, when I claim the remaining parts as well, my girl will thrive. She has found the hole in her heart. It is called Love. And it doesn't matter whether you are black, grey, red or white, it is present, real and alive.