Continuing on this journey of reading my Akashic Records, I thought I might share with you an excerpt of one of my first readings. It seems that when I read, it is much like conducting an interview, where I’m actually interacting directly with “another” vibration. The vibration transmits messages to me mostly in words, but sometimes it’s through sensations and images, which I do my best to describe after the reading is complete. Parts in bold are “my own” voice and those in bold italics are my description of images I received.
As usual, your comments and thoughts are appreciated and welcome.
Wishing you light, joy and abundance,
I am trying to better understand how or whether I can go about living to my fullest potential in my current working situation.
We are pleased to have you reach out to us. And to make efforts at furthering our contact.
You wish to address the patterns of your life at the moment. We understand this. Your life right now is patterned with chaos. This is the way it is meant to be, dear Cynthia. You have wished for this — the full schedule, the numerous requests upon your time. And, yet, you are also finding that somehow, this no longer serves you. Correct?
Yes. Yes! What do I do about streamlining my life, so that I can serve others, find personal fulfilment, and still have time, and a breath of fresh air to enjoy the things I love? I feel frustrated with my work — my job — for taking precious time away from me every week, but I am grateful for the regular paycheque, so I don’t need to worry about how the rent will be paid, etc.
We know you worry. We know that worry is what also so effectively manifested these things for you. Remember when you lived in California, and you wished for more time, so you could find clients? You wished for clients who would desire what you offered? At the same time, you struggled with your contract with [Company X], because you felt they “demanded” so much time from you — when actually you know you demanded that time of yourself and gave it away.
Yes, I remember. I know… What do I do about this? How can I correct this pattern?
Don’t worry. You are being taking care of.
I feel funny asking this. What do I do to release the worry?
Just let go.
We can see you are struggling with doubt about that one.
Yes. Finances surfaced for me when we started to work on my worries. That one has a strong gravitational pull. Can we explore a time when I had a particular issue with money that I have managed to create this gravitational pull for myself? Can we go there and cut those memories, or release those bonds, or whatever?
[Author’s note: Sometimes, the answer actually includes the typing of a “colon” and an “end parentheses”.]
Young boy, aged 11. Playing football. War. [My impression is that I am in England, thought I can’t say for sure.]
It was the last thing on your mind at that time. Your parents were killed suddenly, that your life was transformed in an instant. In short order, you were sent on a train to a textile factory.
My job was to sweep the fluff and put them back in bins. Not a trace of fluff was to be wasted. Everything was to be put back in the bins, all the cotton could be woven into the fabric of war. I lived with a couple, who also worked at the cotton mill. I was lucky. I paid them rent and received a mattress in a small sleeping quarter, and food to eat. As long as I paid my rent, I had a place to stay. I missed my parents. I never grieved their passing. I had to find work quickly. My heart wept almost daily, especially those nights. Every night before falling asleep. The thing that I had taken for granted was now no longer there. My mother’s love. I could see now why my father was so stern. He was probably as tired as I was now after a day of collecting cotton.
One day in the cotton mill, I lost my left hand. [It was bandaged and within a short period — I’m not sure how long, the vision glossed over that — I was back to work without a hand.] I tried to keep up with the other little ones who collected cotton, but I wasn’t as swift moving through the looms to get cotton fluff. The pain from my injury was also growing increasingly unbearable. [It may have been infected.] Paying my rent became harder and harder to do. I died before reaching the age of 14.
Okay. So I see how I honoured and valued money in that life. It afforded me a place of my own. I also see that I forged an emotional connection with money and work. How do I release those bonds, those connections? Do those sentiments no longer serve me?
We don’t know… Do they?
I feel like you’re trying to tell me I know the answer to my question.
Yes. You already do.
How do I allow money to enter into my life freely? Without condition? How do I release my stronghold on the factory worker conundrum?
In this moment, do you now see that you are free?
See the moments when you are free and celebrate them. Right now, those days are Saturday and Sunday. Are you not free on Monday evening when you sing in the choir?
When you are free, and you find yourself in a moment of freeness, be completely free for that entire moment. Do not think about that moment later, when you need to [do this or that] … or another moment in the future, when you might have to [do this or that]… [writer’s note: I am feeling my body sway back and forth, torn between the illusion of needing to be in two places at the same time.] Immerse yourself, bathe yourself fully in the free moments when you find them. Perhaps it is just a minute before the bus arrives. Perhaps it is in the ladies’ room as you powder your nose. Relish that minute for all its sixty-seconds’ worth. Do not even think of the 61st second before it appears.
See how many moments of Free you can find in the morning on your way to work.
Find your moments of Free during work. The one where you can step way — and do so completely. One minute here, another minute there.
Okay, I get it.
You are working your job at [Company Z] because it serves you now. Once you have released your attachment to the job, there will be the space for that which you love. Just remember, it is already there.
You just aren’t celebrating those moments fully.