Can you feel yourself as many different people, even different beings? Does someone almost unseen, almost unheard, walk with you? And who, though almost unseen and unheard, is nevertheless at your side? Do you wonder who you are, who you were, why you are here? Do you long for fulfillment, for your purpose, for your mission?
Reach out with an open hand, not a grasping fist, but with a gentle welcoming and allow your soul to expand. The veil is thin now, this is our time.
"THERE IS A looker-on who sits behind my eyes. It seems he has seen things in ages and worlds beyond memory's shore, and those forgotten sights glisten on the grass, and shiver on the leaves. He has seen under new veils the face of the one beloved, in twilight hours of many a nameless star.
Therefore his sky seems to ache with the pain of countless meetings and partings, and a longing pervades this spring breeze,-the longing that is full of the whisper of ages without beginning."
- Rabindranath Tagore
1861-1941
Lover's Gift, No 39
July 23, 2020
This is so interesting, jhe0811, I and I imagine many of the readers here have had similar experiences, and would not be surprised to learn that you are becoming clearer about what that mission is as this does seem to be a time of openings. Blessings and thank you for your comment.
When I was young I always had this sense that I was something or someone before I was born, I just couldn't remember where I was or what I was doing. Over the years I have been shown glimpses of past lives and have come to realize I have been here many times. I think one of my missions was to simply make sense of those lives and "implement" them in this life. However I have this nagging feeling I have one mission left, but just can't put my finger on what it is. I will continue to try to still myself to see if I can pick up what that last mission could be.