(Fear of Dying) – from the Spirits of trauma thread
"I am going to talk about death. It is not something many people like to talk about. Do you know why? There is a fear we all feel. They say it is fear of the unknown. I say it is fear of the known, but not realized consciously. When we go through life,'the traumas we experience stay in us as painful knots, and are tightened by the spirits of trauma. If we don't untie these knots during our lives, we are going to have this done after our physical deaths.
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Michael kept talking in a slow rhythm. "If you let this point of hurt crystallize in your memory as an unresolved knot, it will become an incubator, a womb to rejuvenate and to nourish a hungry evil spirit that has been waiting in your genetic memory line for many generations of your ancestors for this chance. It will rise up from the collective memory of your ancestors and start a life of its own as a spirit of fear. It will poison your life.
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"It is true that when a person is filled with fears, he becomes vulnerable to any type of psychic influence because he has lost a connection with himself, the connection being the ultimate protection. [...]
A little while back, was out walking and happened to end up standing at a spot where once I stood as a small child on the edge of a nearby wood, I recall it was late in the evening back then and the wood was very dark, as it was now, I wouldn’t venture in to such a dark place with nothing but dark shadows overlapping the silhouette of trees and the feeling that something was staring back at me there, hoping I would venture in, I remember even while walking away it seemed like something was stretching out from there, I would turn around pretending not to be scared, fearing if it new how I felt, it might come after me and catch me, and once out of sight round the corner of the adjoining field, I ran and later trying to shake off the feeling, think about something else.
I’ve been trying to recall all the notable and sometimes insignificant memories of life, and looking at them from differing perspectives, reconciling them, standing at the wood on the same spot was an opportunity, and walking through the darkness and seeing my ignorance and fear for what it was, but half way through there it was, a fear of something or just me projecting, what ever it was, it was still there and logic/reason could not shift it, I thought ok I’m not out of the woods (metaphorically), it was my imagination perhaps making me feel that something fearful was to my right but what can one make out of the darkness. The thought that I was not quiet alone in that I was accompanying my younger self through the dark wood was somewhat calming, though on reflection now maybe there was more, my younger self, me and something common to both that’s always there, but now a little less, fear.
Although, sharing the wood experience might not be a good idea, relating to fear be it a projection, coming from inside out or outside in or whatever, fear to me is the only thing that causes trouble or inaction, perhaps stemming from a tradition of separation in one form or another, divided and in darkness, ignorance, those little i’s, but who knows everything.
It seems the more energy I give to something the more it grows, even with house plants if I give them energy they grow, to some extent it seems my fears grow likewise, but it seems if I try and put the energy in to understanding what the fear is, it seems to reduce the force influencing my choice, but a little fear seems useful. OSIT
(added) In that a little sense of fear can save ones mechanical life and others around you, but knowing if there is a real threat takes work, so maybe if one fears ‘nothing’ there’s a problem as there’s nothing to fear from nothing, other things are just getting in the way programs and such, preventing one from growing, my two bits.
Note: not recommending going through a spooky wood, one might get injured or eaten., hyperdimensional realities terms and conditions apply.
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