I feel like a bride who is led to the altar. This wonderful feeling of love is so strong it is like what I felt for Frédéric Chopin, 17 years ago. Back then after he told me several time he loved me and finally asked me to marry him and I had said yes (The journey so far). I did't understand what it meant. I understand now that this has nothing to do with an earthly wedding, with a earthly love, with marriage even. It is a union and merely a reflection that is shown to us in a way we can understand.
I say we, as finally I got to talk to my dear friend this morning and she told me it was the same for her guide (also a famous dead person) and her. When I had made the messages for her, I didn't know who her guide was, yet what he said she recognized. The messages were saying specific things that she had just read and not shared. She, too, very much like me with Chopin, had thought she was crazy and wished for it to go away many times. And the only support I could give her was to make the messages for her to explain that unbreakable and unexplainable link and accompany her with the faded memory of what had happened with Chopin when I was in a state of denial too.
She sent me the article about Edgar Cayce last week (First contact after years of denial) and before that article all I knew was vaguely his name for being famous and that he had said things about Atlantis, as I remember looking for that when I had a similar vision to his many years ago (without knowing his in the first place). I didn't know he did readings or slept or was called the sleeping prophet. I had no idea what he looked like, what he had done, just basically that he had a famous name that we don't even pronounce the same in French) My friend told me that when she read the article she said she thought that that man was like me. A simple man who could do big things and that I might find comfort in the fact that he didn't charge people and it was possible to have such a vision.
She told me today that prior to sending me the article she had felt her guide again (and I remember telling her as such last week that I had felt him actively back in her circle. A small communication I had done for her before the big one hit with Edgar Cayce) As she has been my anchor to learn the whole process it does not surprise me that again, she would be the first one I would have a communication for before starting floating again with other guides. My friend, told me her guide was back and she felt him when she moved in her new house, that she also prepared dinner and sat on the couch and he was right there on tv. How many time is he on normal tv? This was more then coincidence.
She said she read the article about Garrett and Cayce, coming from her roommate's Lifetime collection, her roommate being yet another soul who has accompanied me many times on the path of learning this gift and for whom I have explored realms that beforehand, I only thought existed in fairy tales and fantasy novels or games. A soul so beautiful, that I know that for her too, accepting the reality of who she is on this Earth is a challenge just in itself.
So, that Edgar Cayce came into my life through the means of those two other souls so dear to me, is no coincidence at all anymore. My friend told me she just knew she had to send the pages right away. Now. And that her roommate being tired she would never have pressed her to scan and send them under normal circumstances. But as she felt the irrepressible urge to do so. She understood that those were not normal circumstances and she did all she could, so I could get hold of the article right away.
Not only did I connect to Edgar Cayce's story in every fiber of my being, but I got to share with her the experience of feeling Edgar Cayce around me, validating, after so many years, point by point, what she had and still is feeling for her guide: a love that transcends everything a human being seems to be able to feel. She told me she felt as she was so small that God had to borrow her love because she couldn't do it all on her own, that's how big it was.
So here I am, deep in love with a being I don't know. A kind of love I know I felt a few times before for others and especially for Jesus when he came to me so many times. But not being religious and not being sure he had really existed, I never really let myself feel as much, even though it was probably, in retrospect, even more powerful then this.
The flow is on and I can't seem to find the off switch yet.
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