Unfortunately, I have been caught up writing, which caused me not to have the time to join in many of this year's WOTWs.
There is a positive to this all; I can tell you about a part of a personal story I will not be writing any time soon, as this is comes near the end, while I just started this tale I was told to tell many years ago.
The story is about how I think and perceive that my life is planned, well sort of.
It´s a coming-of-age story, but the transition over time is not just from being a child to becoming an adult. Probably not even a child as it starts in my late teens.
It will tell a tale of transitioning a skeptic, that is fascinated with the supernatural but does not believe that there is anything more than our eyes can see: "We are born from dust and to dust, we will return when our time comes."
Into someone that is forced into believing that what our eyes show us is just an illusion. That we see what we are made to see, but also that we can´t look beyond the veil of what our eyes and brains want us to believe.
That illusion that we uphold for ourselves to make life livable will get shattered along the way.
Over time I find myself encountering situations that can not be explained without leaning on believing that there is more than what our eyes can observe.
Over time I was told bits and pieces of the puzzle called my life will. Some of the pieces I have been able to place, but many are still spread on the table called my path.
No, I have not been hearing voices, at least no voices in my head. I could have, but I was too stubborn. Still, they needed me, or rather I needed me. Because this life I am living has been set out for me by myself during the time that I was not chained to this mortal coil.
During that time I asked many forms of energy to support me. I think I am kinda important in the hereafter, or better the herebefore.
Or maybe I just have an excessive imagination?
It does not matter as the story will remain the same, the outcome once I die might just be a little different, but I am sure we have a laugh about it anyway.
Hope I did not lose you already, it will be a challenge to explain in a few words what my best seller-to-be will be about.
So after I was enabled to see through the illusion that many of us are caught up in, my true journey started.
At that moment I had no clue where it would take me and what was planned for me.
I was an apprentice of those that I myself had set on my path to guide me. The fun thing is that these entities and energies are not allowed to give you the full story. They can just give you those breadcrumbs that hopefully put you on the right track.
The illusion I keep referring to is very similar to the matrix. Yet very different.
Humans are so caught up in everyday tasks that they are unable to see how that traps them in a certain mindset. This mindset is reinforced by the affirmation they receive from the world they think surrounds them.
Humans live in constant fear of what can go wrong next. They fear pain because the human body is frail and human science is still underdeveloped.
In addition to that fear, there is the mirror world. A world that reflects people struggling. That reflects war, mischief, hunger, and at the same time love, support, and family values.
Those reflections are just a mirage of the physical realms, a place many will never transcend. They are stuck in the illusion that what you see is what you get, just like I was.
To ascent, you don´t have to be smart, and you don´t have to be rich (it´s easier when you are not). To rise above the illusion you need to open your eyes, all three of them.
Two will keep an eye on the physical world and the third will look into the world beyond.
You need to learn to balance your existence because we are physical beings. Don´t get all caught up in the world beyond the veils and forget to take care of your human side.
For me, it meant I needed to jump through many hoops to get to where I am now, and I still need to set myself straight every darn day. Tell myself that I should not worry that much about trivial stuff, and that life can change with the push of a button.
Pain and hunger are the worst things you can encounter, but that fear stops you from developing yourself into what you are sent here to become.
Now I have been following that trail of breadcrumbs and I have switched a lot between living the physical and the spiritual life over time.
It was hard to balance them, at least for me. I shifted the weight by doing a couple of years the one and a couple of years the other.
Only now am I coming to the point where I have a clear view of what is ahead. Or think I have.
That clear view finally brings me to that part of my story that I will probably not write any time soon as it´s near the end and I have only just begun.
But it´s fun to share something with you dear reader that others only will find out about in due time....just like I pieced some of the puzzle together by staring at it for ages.
Where did I lead myself, what was my master plan from beyond the grave?
What I keep hearing, now that I allow the voices to speak in my head, Now that I no longer need entities to take over the bodies of my loved ones to set me straight on the long and narrow path, is this:
The Bloodline & The Refugio(Sanctuary)
It seems that what I am set out to do is start, or continue a certain bloodline. If you read my story that bloodline might go back to John the Baptist and Mary of Magdalen.
For me, it means that there needs to be offspring that will follow in my footsteps. They will continue my work when my physical body expires.
The Refugio I am destined to establish needs to be a safe haven for my bloodline, a sanctuary where they will be thought and protected.
It will be a place where people come to take a step back from the illusion. They will detach from what has been keeping their third eye closed, they will remain outside of the madness of their daily lives to allow themselves time to become whole.
Whole, being in a state that enables a balance of the physical and the spiritual life. People from all walks of life are welcome if they are willing to build. Together we will build the center of a new consciousness.
Trust me this will not be charity, there is a business plan that will allow the sanctuary to grow, and it needs to grow and be sustainable.
Yes, it will be one of my tasks to bring people back to their core when life as we know it has totally thrown them off track.
But there is a second and more impacting agenda. The way I understand it is that the bloodline is required to create a new round table. A new covenant, the core of this new consciousness. An influence to break the dominance of the physical illusion that is keeping so many trapped in pain and fear.
That is all I know so far, that is what I have puzzled together up till now. Does it sound unbelievable? Of course, it does.
Do I feel like a man on a mission, no I don´t.
I walk my path and the granules of knowledge I have uncovered so far are all pointing in this direction.
In this idiotic world it makes sense, it feels right, this is a quest I would have put upon myself.
If you are curious about the whole pathway I needed to go to get here, take the orange pill (the orange rewind button) this will take you to the first chapter.
But I will warn you, it will be a long and sometimes unbelievable true story.
Epilogue
This story is my submission for the WOTW Season Final.
It´s a creative non-fictional piece where I tried to weave a story that combines the writer's perspective and his wish to share what he is writing about.
A writer working on his magnum opus, far away from even drafting the ending, but wanting to reach out to his readers.
Wanting to lift the curtain just a little, and by doing so providing an enticing view of what is to come. Without giving away anything, but rather captivating the reader's attention to join the writer on this journey of which they just glimpsed a fraction.
The story was triggered by the words provided: sanctuary, time, and illusion.
Many of us are trapped in the physical illusion, unable to see beyond the veils of fear and pain.
It takes time dear reader, time, guidance, and perseverance to ascent the illusion.
If we spend our most valuable resource time, to ascent and understand that we are only partially limited by our physical weakness we might be able to see the pathway our higher self has set out for us.
In my case, those breadcrumbs lead to creating a sanctuary.
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