Friday, April 10, 2020

Confession




For as long as I can remember, I have always been able to see, hear, feel and even taste the repressed wounds of those who come in contact with me.

By repressed, I mean those that are usually concealed by layers of coping mechanisms, protective, dismissive or borderline in-denial personality traits.

Until very recently, it's been very difficult to not be affected by this, one way or another.

In the incarnated dimension, as well as in the dimensions of the soulful consciousness, duality shapes the experience.

Beyond them, there is only Oneness.

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