TRUST THAT INNER VOICE - Eileen Zizecli Coleman

[Eileen Coleman]

I asked for healing while listening to some evocative Native American music, drifting into a deeper state of relaxation. I’ve become aware of following behind a Native American on horseback; we are walking our horses slowly and carefully along a track at the edge of a deep ravine and looking over I see it drops down for what seems like miles. I’m now being led into the safety of the forest and it feels wonderful. The Indian has dismounted and is helping me down; we are now sitting together beside a small camp fire and he leans forwards, embracing me. Am I making this up or is it a memory . . . it could be a memory!

 

I can see flashes of fringed leather threaded with turquoise blue and paprika red; he is now lifting me and carrying me into a tepee with silver and grey fur on the floor. There are tears in my eyes and so I feel something is real about this vision. He has taken a bow and arrow and fired it through the forest into a tree where a heart shape has been carved: the Indian is very good looking with long black hair and dark eyes, his cheeks are slightly pitted.

We race towards the summit, bringing you into alignment and sheltering you from the cold winds that blow! Courage little one, courage and fortitude for the days ahead. We are under greater scrutiny more than ever before and charged with energy. We call to the four winds to bring us healing balm, we call to the natives of our land who welcome us, we call to our elders, our brothers and sisters! (bang in room). We call to those who yearn for deeper contact, we call to those of like minds carrying our words upon the ethers!

I’m seeing the face of White Cloud now.

We call to you from all over your world, we call to you from the Star nations and we call from every nook and carry, bearing witness to what we are about. We are about the joys of spring . . . the summer waters that flow through this land, the joy of communication, the joy of sharing each other’s words, sharing in the possibility of a new world of amazing grace in perpetuity, in all we stand for, justice and freedom of expression! We monitor your ups and downs, your trials and tribulations, your highs and lows and we will bear you with us on the crest of the wave, rising up to the mountains, rising out of the sea and placed on dry land . . . free beings . . . free to be!

A golden opportunity awaits you on the horizon and we bring news of further solicitude so that you may express yourself more clearly.

I’m sensing the word ‘Rainbow Heart’ and seeing expanses of purple energy that seems to flow upwards like a fountain.

Two weeks later we went away for a four day break in North Wales. Exploring our surroundings we walked along a forest path that opened out into a clearing, where to my surprise and great delight was a big Tepee, used for a children’s adventure club.

I feel the vision I had previously was to let me know they were sending me for a rest. Spirit will never let us down, we just have to listen to their guidance and some times in the hustle and bustle of life we just don't hear! I was given an example of this recently!

Our holiday was booked through a newspaper where you can get four day breaks at a discounted price. We paid a little bit more and upgraded from the standard deal. The downside of this is when you reach your destination you have to queue up and be allocated whatever is available at the standard of your deal. We had asked for a caravan for a change but two days before the holiday we had a letter to say they were going to upgrade us to an apartment. I phoned and said if we were having an apartment could it be one with a balcony so we could get some outside
space.

We arrived at our destination late afternoon, tired after being stuck in traffic, and joined the big queue in the reception area. At last a young man beckoned us over and said we had been allocated a caravan, laying down a key with the number 13 on it. My husband spoke up and said ‘we thought we were having an apartment
with a balcony’ and the chap asked if we wanted to change it, disappearing before we could discuss it. It was very noisy with families jostling for their allocations and we just wanted to get out of there and unpack.

My eyes kept going to the number 13 key on the counter as for me it is a lucky number and in my mind I was picking it up. The chap came back with another key which was 113 and said he had got us an apartment with a balcony. In my head I wanted to ask where the caravan was situated but instead we hurried off to find our apartment. Later when we looked on the map of the camp site, we saw that the caravan offered to us was situated a stone's throw away from the beach, overlooking the sea and mountains. We were so gutted as the apartment while lovely, clean and tidy, just overlooked other apartments and balconies. We went back to reception but by this time the caravan had been given to someone else, they apologised and said the chap should have explained exactly where it was located as they were giving us a special treat of an even higher upgrade!

It was my husband’s 65th birthday that week and I feel Spirit were giving him a special birthday present. I was so cross with myself for not listening to that small inner voice as we would have spent many hours just sitting on the caravan veranda looking out to sea and the magnificent Snowdonia Mountains. Every morning we walked along the sea front and through the forest and the weather was beautiful but this is a very real lesson to me to trust that inner voice no matter how loud the outer world may be!

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[Myriel RAouine]

Thank you so much for sharing, Eileen!

[Ishema, Carol Suchecki]

Thank you Eileen for sharing this experience,

Its good to be in touch with this inner voice!

Love and Blessings!

Ishema

[Melvin "Yahweh" M. Lusterio]

The Good Force be with you!

Nice story, Eileen & Myriel! Thanks for sharing & keep it up!

Live forever & prosper! Alleluia! Amen!

[maac]

Thank you so much for sharing with us...What an important message this is...Blessings Eileen..

[Sylvia Liney]

Well, thanks so much for sharing a wonderful experience with us. I never ever got to Wales before we left for Sydney, something I had wanted to do, as my Mum always told the story of when she was posted to Wales as a young woman during the War, I was almost born in Wales, missed it by about 1 week, apparently! She was a WAAF, I have a very old photo, taken on the little box  Brownie of my Nana's, in the entrance to the tent we lived in on the August holidays, 2 weeks in Northumberland, on a farmer's land with lots of other campers. Mum was in full dress up mode, hat and all, I was a babe in arms, having been born on 9th August...1942....

You painted a lovely picture, dear Eileen, but, no regrets....you still had a happy time, a great rest., and.....a great memory. And, a good reminder for us all, not to ignore that little Voice...

Blessings, Peace and Love

Sylvia xx

This is Mum, aged 25 & me aged 5. A studio sepia picture.

[Eileen Coleman]

What a stunning picture, you both look absolutely beautiful!

[Sylvia Liney]

Thanks so much Eileen, I am grateful to have these pics, really, our family was scattered for years. I was lucky my sister managed to get these for me, from Mum's last husband after she passed....Not that I'm a one to dwell in the past, but pics of happy times are nice to have as a reminder that not all of our childhoods were bad!  Not that everyone had a bad childhood....

Peace and Love

Sylvia xx

[Eileen Coleman]

Turbulent times for some of us but scattered with some very happy memories! Peace and Love to you too Sylvia.

[Myriel RAouine]

A great picture, indeed, Sylvia! You mom must have been quite a brilliant woman - she seems to shine light in the picture, just as you :-)

Thank you for sharing,

Sonja Myriel

[Sylvia Liney]

Thanks so much, Sonja, although I don't remember her as a 'warm hug' sort of person, all, I felt as a child was abandoned....sigh....a very long story....than g goodness for my maternal grandparents....and a much more longer life story for the both of us...

I have had a lot of letting go moments....still a lot to go...

Peace and Love to you all 

Sylvia/Melaynia  xx