Messages… and Shedding Sacrifice

dryandcrackedBeing open to receive messages can be quite entertaining. As an intuitive, I give my guides carte blanche when it comes to assisting my personal self development for my highest good. Which is a fancy way of saying I give them permission to send messages loud and clear when I am clearly not getting them on my own.

I split my “jobs” between my spiritual intuitive/artistic life and my job as a design consultant at a local family owned furniture store. I have been immersed in the family owned furniture business for 35 years. I really love what I do. I love my customers , I love helping create beautiful environments and I love the lessons I learn every day in the world around me. My guides do not usually bust in on me with personal messages while I’m at the “office”, so I knew it was important to look at when heard, “The water is safe to drink…” for the second time that day.

“The water is safe to drink”? I thought on the way home from the store. Very interesting; I’ve always had an aversion to drinking water. I know…strange. I can’t ¬†seem to get it down my throat. I have used various methods to tricking myself into enjoying water. Beautiful water pitchers, Essential oils, herbal decaf teas and lemon water. I usually remember for a little while and then my aversion creeps in and I forgot to drink again.

After I go home to meditate and connect in, I immediately see an indigenous view of a smallish village. I am in a small group of ravaged looking native Americans huddled and trapped inside of a cave. I am male. I am passing a skin holding water around to my wife, children, and others. They are taking small sips. I tell myself that I have no need to drink: I need no water to survive. We are surrounded by enemies. They have poisoned our water source. I refuse to feel thirsty.

Wow!.I ask my higher self, “What is the purpose of me seeing this now?”

Why the timing of the message? The answer is always inward. Intuition and inner knowing comes from the same place. My message was received so that I would surely take notice. It was time.

Dehydrating myself on a regular basis is no longer an option. I sat down to reclaim this singular knowing and really absorb it. I really let this sink in. Shedding layers of sacrifice, I allow the cool water to freely flow down the back of my throat. It tastes good.

Debi Weinstein

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Debi Weinstein
Trinity Energy Progression Facilitator/Practitioner

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