I’ve been reading over my conversations with Michael’s Light. It is such a good feeling to me to read words of love and inspiration and just positive thought. I feel bathed in positive thought. But I’ve been guided to look more closely at my fear beliefs. And I’m very motivated to do this. I feel it will help me understand myself better and release the ballast that holds me captive in the lower atmosphere of consciousness. I want freedom – freedom of thought, freedom of emotion, freedom to be myself in all my potential happiness and joy. I’ve been wondering – what is my greatest fear belief? I think my greatest fear belief is that I am unworthy, that I am a sinner, that I do not deserve to have abundance, that I am lowly, less than and undeserving. These are all subconscious fear beliefs. They are like sprites – tiptoeing behind me, hiding in the corners of the dark cobbled streets, speaking in hushed tones, whispering, sometimes laughing mockingly. They never support. They never help. They dog, they pinch, they bite if they’re fed, and they howl sometimes when they join the wolves of the night – the darkest fears of all that take me down.
This is my soul heritage. But it is not me. It is not light. It is not the beauty of the morning sky with rays transcendent and bright. But fear has been my path as I seek the light as an eternal soul walking on earth, walking through time and space and all of consciousness in the quest to discover me.
I am a spirit. I am a soul. I am a mind and I am loving emotions all woven into the silkiest fabric of a human body that can walk, talk, sing, dance, shout to the Universe, “Look at ME! I am ALIVE! I am a living consciousness! I AM! I am me! I am All That Is! I am one with all that is!” This is what my heart wants to sing.
But in my fear, dogged by fear beliefs, I do not sing to the world. I cry inside because while I see that I am more than I am allowing myself to be, I still feel separate from my Creator. I feel that we are one and yet I perceive separation, and so I feel sadness about my perception of being separate.
I want to be more. I want to touch the sun. I want to dance on Saturn’s rings. I want to skip through the sky like a stone skips across water lightly, happily, energetically. This is what I want, and in my heart I know that this is what I can have.
So what holds me captive? What keeps me standing on the shore like a rock held within the grips of sticky mud?
It is fear. It is all the fear beliefs that I have accumulated over time, over the millennia of my existence as a soul and spirit on the face of the earth – a soul and spirit traveling through all that is to become All That Is -- this is my goal, my destiny. I must believe it. There is no reason to not believe in my destiny.
What does it mean to not believe? It means to deny. It means to separate. It means to hold myself down and accept a prejudgment of inertia. It means prison. It means lack of flight. It means no color. It means darkness. It means stop.
I do not want to stop. I want to go, to be alive, to touch, sense, see, feel, hear, know, speak in tones that ring out like the music of the spheres, the sound of Heaven, the joy of the Creator as joy manifests in all expression, recognized or not.
But with my fears I am like a sludge-gripped rock. I could be light across the water, or I can be stuck in the mud. I can bop on someone’s head, or I can be placed smoothly in someone’s hand. I can explode in shatters if I am trampled, or I can slowly meld into the earth as the elements of Nature join me in glee as we share our Earthly path.
It's my choice. What do I want to do with my fear beliefs?
I want to let them pass away one by one. They have served me. They have served me well. They've shown me my shadow side. They've shown me my past. They've shown me what I don’t want. They've given me a gift.
But it is a gift that I can give up now because I believe in abundance and I can see that there is so much more for me to hold and to be if I release the rock in my hand, the fear beliefs in my mind, and know that I have the power to do it.
So I walk to the river of life. I open my hand and I ask it take this rock of fear from me. Bring it into the liquid light, and make it love, make it whole, make it breathe, make it sing the beautiful music that is in my heart to sing. I transmute it, I transmute my fears, and I give them to All That Is.
I see the rock moving into the Universe. It is a beautiful rock with rugged edges, big, very big, but very small too. It flies into space seeking a place to call home for awhile, to be the rock that it is. It will serve someone well. Someone will welcome it and it will be home.
But it is no longer my rock. I’m glad that I have released my fears. I’m glad to know that I have the power to release them whenever I want. They have been a part of me only because I’ve given them that power. Now I claim the power of love.
Into the rocky void I’ve been, into the light I now go. I am one with Nature, one with my brethren humanity, one with the Universe, and one with myself. I, too, am All That Is, and it feels good, very good.
Goodbye rock. Hello Light. I am home.
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