Freespirit

INTRODUCTION

As long ago as I can remember, probably when I was about four years old; I stood under a clear and beautiful, star filled night sky. Gazing as I often did, at the bright and twinkling lights in the heavens above. In those days, there wasn’t any television to distract my inquisitive minds’ ramblings, which allowed the freedom of an overactive imagination to roam the universe and all the realms without any barriers or blocks and few fears of monsters of the deep dark beyond. This conditioning comes into play later, being used as manipulation and control tactics, from people who should know better, but unfortunately, don’t.  Almost every night I would walk and sing and dance under the Heavens, with a very strange sense of wondering; “Where am I? Who am I? And what on Earth was I doing here? Well, I had one thing right, I was on Planet Earth. The bright lights of the stars glistened and seemingly were speaking to me, as if they knew all the answers. But the problem was, I had forgotten the code, I needed someone to translate the messages they were sending, I thought. And yet a deep inner most connection brought about a wondrous knowing, that those Heavens above, were where I belonged, and one of those stars was my real home, a whole other world and existence. How had I come to be standing here, watching galaxies and the universe dance before my very eyes when I belonged up there, dancing from one planet to another, singing and dancing my way through the Heavens upon Heavens. Freely exploring new horizons and new adventures and new experiences, always another adventure and another new reality never tired, never bored and certainly never weary.

Realizing now, beyond any dream, with my two feet firmly attached to Planet Earth, seemingly trapped in a body, so dense and lifeless. Oh stars and angels, please, please come and rescue me. Some days I would race around the back yard on the broom handle, which was really my racing stallion of long, long ago, racing wild and free with the nations of Navaho, Indian friends. The tribes from days gone by would come and join me and I would just for a moment, or a day, be free with the wind and spirit to keep me company.

Some days my kind brother, who didn’t understand this strange melancholy child, who wished and fantasized about angels and fairies and people he could not see, would take me to a paddock near our house and we would fly kites together. High in the sky and my friend the wind would lift my kite so high, and I would hear the whispers from on high, “Remember, you can fly this high, oh to be this free, once again.” How I wished that I were the kite soaring through the air with the greatest of ease, instead of the anchor, which held on tightly, so it couldn’t escape my grip.  “Hold on tight, don’t let it get away!”

Luckily we lived in a small country town, and there were days when I could roam the fields early in the mornings and collect fresh mushrooms. This also reminded me of days long ago, when to Earth I did come as a fairy and elves and butterflies were once my true friends. There were many adventures, some were fun, but some were tragic. But I needed to experience it all, just as I have in this life, so that I can remember once and for all time; “Who am I”.

My loving parents, could not understand, I was so very different from my rivalling siblings, who clambered to them for love and support. But I wanted to be free and join the wind and the nature spirits and find my true home, wherever that could be. And so my journey began. Who was I and where did I come from and where did I belong, and why was I here? Imagination unsurpassed by anyone, I would hold tea parties with Duchesses and Dukes and dress up and play different roles, sometimes with other little friends, but mostly with me, and my invisible friends. I was never alone, and I would call on my friends from all different realms. The physical children I met, seemed to fade out of my life when they realized that I had other friends that they couldn’t see, and really couldn’t be a part of something that they could never understand. They treated me suspiciously, for I was different, but they couldn’t understand how?

I lived in my own world, free from harsh words, lectures and realities and pleased when they would leave me be. But this world would always intrude in my magical world, until one day I was in so much trouble I asked my friends to never return – and they were gone until now. It was like an echo in my head, “Who am I? Why am I here?” It occurred to me that I must have sinned, I must have been bad and this was my punishment. I must have been truly bad for I was a prisoner it seemed, a child on Planet Earth; when my whole being cried out, “I want to be free”.

This book is a collection of articles with life’s insights, which I have put together as I have undergone the experiences of life’s lessons. These insights are in many books I have read and have known and yet I have not understood, until I experienced them myself. I wished that somebody could explain life to me, but now I understand that this is the gift, to live life and to come to the understandings oneself.

I don’t claim to have written anything that has not been written before, but as you read these words and connect with the meanings and come to understand the beauty and the wisdom as you come to realize that we are all here, we are here seeking the same things, all wanting to know who we are and why we are here, and in those understandings and realizations I pray that you will connect with your guides, your angels and your God in Oneness, in peace and in Love.

I give thanks every day, for my wonderful friends, and teachers and co - actors on the stage of life, as they have played their part in this wonderful adventure, called Life and all the gifts and adventures that life has to offer. Life is a gift, enjoy it and most of all, Live it.

Every person is special and here to develop and share life’s lessons. Be kind to those who may not have your understanding and be gracious when you are the one who does not understand. Let go of your preconceived ideas as to how life should be and allow everything to flow in its perfect timing. Love your life and those who share in its creation. May the love and light of spirit, the creator and whatever you believe in, shine down and bless your days on this planet and may you experience the magic that I have come to understand and love. .

The final realization is short and simple, Life is a Gift, Live it - ENJOY IT.