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The Unconscious

Physical Body Door

Emotions Door

Thoughts Door

Behavior Door

Dreams and Aspirations Door

Spiritual Guidance Door

Excerpts from
SEVEN STEPS TO SOUL

Often the first emotions that we finally allow ourselves to realize and express are painful ones because they are the memories that we pushed way in our early life. It is not until we can balance these painful emotions with emotions of comfort and happiness that we can find peace. This peace, of course, is fleeting because there is always a new catalyst to react to. But, if we can clear our past, we can experience each moment in a clear and present way. Then, we will not be as buffeted about by the challenges of everyday life.

EMOTIONS
Healing the Pain

She saw the second stair before her. It was on the stairway to her first adult home. This home was filled with emotional memories: fun, fear, laughter, and sorrow. Could she use the wisdom she had learned from her child to heal the painful emotions and balance them with happiness and joy? Yes, she affirmed. But, as she moved towards the stairway, the emotions overwhelmed her.

She would have to go very slowly.

THE SECOND CHAKRA AND EMOTIONS

The second chakra represents our primal emotions and early childhood experiences. Many of those emotions and the experiences that created them are long forgotten. Our second chakra grounds us to the Mother Earth and to our personal history. If we can feel the love of the Great Mother, She can assist to in remember more of what has made us who we are.

AWAKENING FEELINGS

Awakening our feelings can be frightening at first, but if we are persistent, we will find the love hidden in the briar patch of our fears. That love can assist us in remembering what our child has always known and what we have forgotten since we "grew up".

FEAR

Through the dawn light
I could see a figure.

It was difficult to determine
if it were male or female
or even human.

However, I felt an affinity for that figure.

It seemed to draw me
like a magnet.
I rose from my bed in the forest
to be closer to the vision.

Perhaps, if I could touch it
or somehow communicate with it,
I could understand my feelings about it
and the great familiarity I felt for it.

But wait!

How had I arrived in this forest?
Hadn't I gone to sleep in my bed?

Yes, I decided with a heavy heart,
it was only a dream again.
But why not follow the figure still?

Even though I had decided
I was in a dream,
I found I could still move
with a will of my own.

The figure did not seem to mind
that I was moving closer.
It neither faded, nor moved away.

Bit by bit,
it took on more clarity.
I could see that it was wearing a robe
and possessed deep, luminous eyes
of the purest blue I had ever experienced.

However, the other facial features
were masked by a bright radiance
which almost hurt my eyes -
like looking into the sun!

The closer I came,
the more intently I stared.
It was almost as if I could not
pull my eyes away.

I was riveted in the deep pools of blue
that before had appeared to be eyes.

But the eyes had no significance.
Only the color and the radiance
retained any importance.

Now, not only the figure
I had been gazing at,
but the figure I had determined
as myself--began to fade
further and further
from my consciousness.

I was free.

The form that I had observed
and the one that I had worn
were both gone.
Only the blue radiance remained.

I felt oddly comfortable.
But, at the same time, a fear
began to build somewhere inside me.

I struggled to push the fear away
and lose myself in the
deep blue radiance.

But, in the struggle,
the radiance began to dim.

"No, no!" I screamed in my mind.
"I will not be afraid!
I will not lose this again!"

But the anger only fed the fear.
And, as the fear grew, it began
to pull me back into my body.

I felt the heaviness
of my hands and feet,
the throbbing of my heart,
and the gasping of my breath.

Why did this continue to happen?
From where did this fear arise?
Where had I gotten it?

From the fading blue radiance
I telepathically heard the words,
"Turn, my dear, and face your fear.
One cannot master that which
they are afraid to face."

With these final words
I suddenly awoke in my bed.
The dream was over.
Or had it just begun?

What was the mastery
of which the vision spoke?
Could I make my life into my dream
and my dream into my life?

Perhaps,
but first
I would have to
face my fear.

FINDING COURAGE

Fear is like our shadow. If we turn and walk into it, it gets smaller. However, if we try to run away, it will follow us, getting larger and larger.

CONFRONTATION

"I am going to stay and face it.
Whatever happens,
it can't be worse
than running away.

I have run and run
and the shadow at my back
only gets bigger.

Whatever I have created,
it is time to look it in the face."

She turned with the conviction
of her final words
and planted her feet
to wait for the confrontation.

It felt good.

At least now she felt in control.
At least now she was the hunter
rather than the hunted.

It came to her slowly
and so subtly that she
didn't see it until it was upon her.

Would she have the strength to fight it
and the courage to
make it her friend?

She would find out now --
once and for all.

REMEMBERING HAPPINESS

As we forge our way through what we fear, we can also remember times when we were happy, times when we felt loved. Then we can use that love to heal the frightened child who has hidden, unnoticed and uncomforted, in our unconscious. When we have healed our past, we can remember more about happiness.

REMEMBER MORE

Remember more.
Remember more.

The small voice inside my head
thunders the words
as I grope through the darkness.
I strain my mind
to the edge of breaking

What is it that I have to remember?

Something about life.
Something about love.

Something about
the way to know
and the way to be.

Slowly, a distant twinkle
begins to glow in my brain.
A slow understanding
begins to form.

Something familiar begins to grow.
Like a seedling in Spring
it carries all the hope and purity
of a flower
and the strength and virility
of a untried concept.

But, it flickers
in and out of my consciousness
like a star on a foggy night.

I try to grab onto that star
so that, when the fog clears,
I can pick up where I left off.

But still, the memory eludes me.

Why? Am I afraid again?
No, now I will not allow fear
to cloud my mind
and restrain my heart.

I will not allow fear to be my master.
I will continue and continue,
come what may.

Remember more.
Remember more.

Oh yes, now I remember.
Now the fog has cleared
and, for a moment, I know.

I came here to Love.
I came here to Serve.

Happiness is not
something to seek.

Happiness is
something to remember.

LIVING IN PEACE

As we remember all that we have forgotten, we can forget the pain and remember only the lesson. Then we can live in peace.

MESSAGE FROM A MASTER

Open your heart, my dear.
The anchor within it weighs heavy
with the barnacles of many
ages of submersion.

To sail into the heart of the One
the anchor must be raised.

Know that as the anchor
rises to the surface,
all the secrets that have been
locked deep inside will be pulled
into the Light of Day.

Can you Love yourself?
Can you Accept yourself?

You have hidden from yourself
in order to maintain the
illusion of who you wanted to be.

To raise the anchor in your heart
means to know who you ARE.

You are prepared for misery.
Are you prepared for Joy?

You are prepared for heartache.
Are you prepared for Happiness?

You are prepared for darkness.
Can you face the Light?

What if you opened the rusty old chest
which you had kept secret from yourself
and found that it
was filled with Gold?

Can you face
not that which is wrong,
but instead
that which is already Perfect?

You have faced your Demons.
It is time now to face your Angels.

You are perfect.
In this moment, you live in the lap of God.

You do not need "to do".
You only need "to accept".

Allow these words to float
deep into your heart.

You are loved unconditionally
and are destined to experience
Divine Unity.

Love yourself.
You are truly beautiful.

Darkness is the center
of the seed of beauty.
Within that darkness lies
the potential of your true Self.

Love the darkness
as a child loves his mother.

Love the darkness.
Love Heals.

CONTINUE TO THE THIRD STEP