Would you rather hear me say, “I’m being guided to tell you,” or would you prefer that I just tell you?
I’ve been listening to messages that are presented as being from archangels or beings or fields or energies speaking through people. Previously I would have moved on, thinking… com’on – maybe it’s you talking? Then one day I realized that people in my spiritual family are offering their experience, and I’d like to know them better and understand their experience.
I decided to listen and ask: does what they’re saying ring a bell, let’s see what’s there, all information is for guidance, it comes in all kinds of ways, obviously these individuals care, and… if the info doesn’t ring a bell we can learn from that too.
It takes trust to move from judgment to discernment. What are we afraid of? That we’ll get romanced into something? We’ve spent a lifetime learning skepticism in so many ways. For me it was listening to the preacher, noticing the nice things he said, but not buying into the “I talked to God and God told me…” part of the sermon. I couldn’t get past the fact that God sounded just like the preacher.
It’s perfectly ok, wise, and loving to protect your heart from manipulation. But on this journey we don’t want to rely completely on remembered experience. A new world is coming and for some it is here.
I had resistance to some of Stuart’s information when I first encountered it, but his humor and pure ‘guts’ kept me listening: and I really needed help – I was so lost from myself. Stuart was a lifesaver for me, and I can say the same thing about Soren, who came along a few years later – he was a lifesaver. What I picked up on, that allowed me to open to these two teachers, was their honesty in expressing their lived experience.
As an example: I remember, maybe two years ago, I started to listen to Matt Khan. At the time he was channeling information from ascended masters and archangels. I liked what he said, so I accepted… ok… wherever it’s from, the message is good for me. Then one day he spoke of approaching the council of guides, and as he watched, every one of them lifted a mask that had covered their face. They were all him. The council was himself. He shared this information and kept it moving: honesty in expressing lived experience.