More new smells, things to see and lessons to learn and brother to meet. What an awesome aura he had; 4 years older than I, he held me as if I were a china doll, so careful with loving touches. My gurgles made these people smile. My little giggles made them giggle back. I did my best to smile and giggle all I could. Then the heat came! The fire was within me. What had I done wrong? What was happening? The heavens opened; I heard my own screams. I saw the light and screamed some more. The feelings, the sensations, the heat were all too much to bear. I begged it to stop. I was being suffocated by my own being as the light intensified and I felt the loving warmth around me: I was home!
Home? No, this wasn’t home. Not the home I longed for; not the home of the captured teardrop. Songs were being sung and celebrations being held as words arrived to me, and vibrated through my soul, “You can come home Ariel; You CAN come home.” My spirit soared and then came it came to an abrupt halt. No…. the teardrop beckoned me back into body; “you were conceived in love and you were born to share that love with all that you meet.” My own screams once again bellowed through my ears until finally exhausted I lost consciousness only to realize that at 6 months old I had experienced an NDE (Near Death Experience) and spoke with GOD. My eyes opened, I was alive with a renewed mission and understanding of love.
So are you an empath? What is your story?