I first became aware of an inner observer somewhere before age 4. More specifically, I became aware of an inner soother. I was also unable to comprehend it, but very aware that I was observing the inner observer. It made sense to me. That 'witness' is still here & very spunky. I am not diagnosed with IFS, split personality - I don't care to think in those limiting contexts. I have always been aware of the inner. My Uncle Ben gave me a Divine gift when I was 6, which I believe protected me from loosing touch with inner realities I had come to know.
I was born awake in ways that we don't know are possible yet. Like, how I recall being passed, arms to arms. How it was too loud to hear, so everything came through as a hum. I remember that what I saw, showed me something different about each person. It wasn't until I was in my 30's that I recognized and realized what I had seen which was the closeup view of fabric. The knit of each persons clothes. Not only did they look different, they smelled different. I remember how each persons smell either lulled me, in a cozy way or physically repelled me, to panic & tears.
On top of that, I grew up in my own magic world of light.
The art & image in this post was created by me inspired by a SoulART©synergy exercise that reveals both aspects of Self: The Beauty & Innocence of my angelic Purity along with The Beast & Obsession of my human Passion.
In this photo scene: Beast is gloating; he had his way which has overtaken Beauty.
Barbara Mackenzie
11:11am | 01.02.2021
Southern Ontario, Canada
Southern Ontario, Canada
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