By Elisa Novick
There is so much death energy in Europe. Yes, it is beautiful. The grounds for the most part are swept clean of all that had gone before, rebuilt; the people are alive and stylish, going about their business; and for the most part, given the economic forces in residence, they seem to be thriving.
But maintaining my life force was difficult. Due to circumstances, I had not followed the prescriptions for preparation that I had been receiving from Spirit, like living alone and fasting and healing my body so that I could embody my potential for this stage of my life. I was arriving exhausted, after many months of making the necessary arrangements for three months of travel and multiple workshops and meetings, with not enough sleep or exercise.
I knew that Europe was drenched in blood from centuries of war, as are many parts of the world. But knowing something and being in it physically are two different things. I got pushed beyond what I felt were my limits over and over again on so many levels. I used all the tools and self-healing modalities I’ve learned to resurrect my body each day, to come to center, my soul, my heart and my courage, over and over. Should my loving readers think that I was carried on the wings of grace, know that while that was true in more ways than I can know, as humans we all have our challenges.
In this dispensation there will be others who cannot brave a new life and that determines the way the world goes — nowhere. In your braving, you have rent a tear in the status quo and cannot be received easily and gracefully by others, yet their determination to grow allows them a way of being that also cuts through this web of circumstances woven out of fear and “getting used to.”