Back on my feet again

I watched one of my favorite movies, “What Dreams May Come” about a week ago and got one of the quotes stuck in my head… “Sometimes, when you win, you lose”.
Today, I realized why it stuck and how it applied to my life as well.

I recently had a very strong “vision” about a person in my life. I am almost always conflicted about revealing the visions for a number of reasons, sometimes it freaks people out, does foreknowledge change the outcome, and the ever present “why am I receiving this and they aren’t “…etc…

Anyway, in this instance it was so strong, that I tried to share the “vision” and the meaning that was being made clear to me. Imagine the metaphorical “crash and burn”, add sound effects and you can begin to get an idea of how it went over.

Back up…try again…and again…and again. As the recipient blinked confusedly and waited patiently for me to finish blathering.

The really sucky thing for me is when I feel that I am blocking an important message or not communicating it properly, the message takes on life of its own. Like a two year old incessantly repeating “Mommie”, it needs to be properly acknowledged before it becomes quiet.

For me, this state of undelivered message, is extremely distracting and emotionally draining. I could have continued to try and struggle with the words and maybe found the phrase that unlocked the cerebral comprehension, but not the deep meaning that was really what needed to be passed.

So…was I able to properly communicate it??? I gave up…for the first time in my life, I gave up on a message. Granted, this was one of the hardest I have tried to pass, but I had to accept that by winning the communication, I would lose the true message.

The weird thing, I think only by giving up on trying to deliver it, was the true message actually received.

My only motivation is the health and well being of the recipient. I don’t know the reason that things are shown to me and I don’t know where they come from. I do know, like I know, like I know, that they are real and that sometimes, I am a conduit.

Love to all,
Deb

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