A lifetime walking alone

I sat down and read a blog from a lighted gentleman yesterday who shared a part of his story and thought maybe I could share a small bit of my own, but immediately upon beginning my blog, huge amounts of emotion flooded my perceptions until I gave up, there was simply to much water under the bridge. I spent years speaking to other people as a child and teenager about the extraordinary gifts, beings,dimensions the lighted brotherhood, and eventually stopped because of the judgements, sometimes angrily directed at me. One example would be when I was about 12.

My parents wanted us to be able to choose for ourselves what religion ment to us so they took us to different church's to try on. One in particular I joined a bible youth group, hoping to meet and make some friends, (not an easy task for the light workers), but found when question and answer time came it appeared that my sort of questions were not welcome at all, for instance, "my own father would not throw me into a fire pit just because I did something wrong, why would God, who is above such things?"

Well, you can imagine how that went over and they never did answer my question. I was asked not to come back because I caused trouble, and that's the work of the devil. Needless to say, by the time I was twenty, I'd had enough. My childhood enthusiasm had vanished, when my boyfriend at the age of 18, having finished a fascinating conversation on how all matter is conscious, with him responding, "so what you're saying is that a stop sign has consciousness ?", and I say "of course, atoms that make it up are conscious!". When the conversation was at an end(frustratingly so), he pulled a tape recorder from under the table and rewound it, playing our conversation back to me for a minute then said, "now see how stupid you sound?".

All I have ever wanted,was for the world to know but I found the world did not want to know. My older sister, at the age of 17, tried to kill herself because the isolation experienced at school was to much for her to live with. She is still with us, thank God, and is a lovely human being who shares her gifts,(master vegan chef, yoga instructor, and highly talented artist, among many other interests,) with the world. I too am an artist who's desire to create has been shut down because of the lack of gratitude and appreciation from society. My own inlaws, when I was around 25 and a mother of two, commissioned a painting from me.

My husband and I were struggling financially so I excepted, I had a sixteen month old baby to take care of as well as a six year old, but managed to complete a fine work (landscape), in a month working about 5 hours a day on it. When the day came to present it, my mother-in-law nearly dropped over at the ridiculous price of 500.00 dollars we asked for the piece, but my father-in-law said, "Never mind, I'll just wait till she dies and sell it for a million bucks! He was a wealthy man at the time, now deceased. This is a story I know many light workers have experienced but it doesn't make life any easier knowing this. My entire journey in this lifetime I have never met another human being who was raised the way I was, ...until now. So glad to meet you all again! Time to go for awhile, to emotional to continue..... But perhaps I'll share again. Thank you for listening, Great Love and Peace to you all! Regie