I’ve received a slight kick up the arse today.
I’ve been meaning to write a blog about ‘other sight’ for at least a week, but haven’t had the energy and then when I did have the energy, I couldn’t be bothered. Well...
Today I read two blogs wondering what is happening to their sight.
I don’t profess to be an expert on this matter for others, but I’m certainly an expert on my own stuff. So I’m sharing this in the hope that it will give others some insights...or not J
I’ve always had good eyesight and during meditation was able to ‘see’ my body, both internally and externally (this included my subtle bodies). I found I was able to medically intuit what was wrong with me and how to correct it. This happened after spending time in my inner world and getting to know myself very well.
In 2001 I started noticing a strange phenomenon with my eyesight. I couldn’t see very well and during bright sunlight was almost blinded. It took me a few months to realise this. I eventually made an effort to go and see an optician who told me that I had cataracts on my lenses. Now you might wonder what on earth this has to do with the story – but bear with me...I know I waffle.
For the first time in years I had to go and see a GP. This really rankled as for years I’d sorted out my own (and my family’s) health problems.
The NHS system being as it is, you have to go to your GP to get a referral to a specialist. The GP in the meanwhile took blood and did various tests to see if there was another underlying problem. No, all was fine. It took ages to get a reply from the specialist and when I eventually got an appointment it was months away. In the meanwhile the deterioration of my eyesight was picking up in its rapidity.
At this time I was studying on the weekend with the College of Vibrational Medicine and my mentor and I worked intensively to find out what the reason for this was. Eventually we came to the conclusion that sometimes it is necessary for medical intervention to clear an issue – simply put, it’s something I needed to experience to help me get the best out of the situation.
To add to the problems, hubby had been retrenched the year before and had difficulty finding a job, so essentially I was the sole breadwinner. He couldn’t collect any benefits, because the British government in all their wisdom had decided that we, despite having British parents, couldn’t be British citizens. That in itself is another long story...
So simply put, we were on our own and had to struggle our way through this. I was a temporary legal secretary and used to work all over London wherever my agency placed me. I earned really good money doing temp work rather than becoming permanent. I always had work. I had to increase the size of the screen to something like 150 so I could see. I was okay getting to the firms that I had worked at before I became partially sighted.
My despair levels reached heights when one day the agency contacted me with a new firm to go and work for and I couldn’t see the A-Z London map to find out how to get there. I was in tears and had to turn down the assignment with some excuse or another. By this time hubby had a new fabulous job – one that gave him flexibility to work from home and have all the perks of working for a big corporation.
We now had health insurance and could go privately – much quicker than using the NHS, which is what we decided to do. The specialist who examined me showed hubby how extensively the cataracts had covered my lenses - 75% in one eye and 50% in the other. He agreed that sunlight made it worse – it was like having a heavy net curtain over my eyes all the time but with the sunlight I was completely blind. He was surprised I was able to function without a problem and still work. I must say that during this time, as I could not see very well it made my other senses far more acute. I could move around by myself using public transport by recognising shapes, sizes and using my instincts.
Within a week I had a new lens in my left eye. This operation brought up loads of fear for me about people working on my eyes. It then brought up a past life regression of having implants for experimentation. By working through this I cleared that issue – it was hard but well worth it. I had the second eye done a few months later.
For a few months afterward I could feel my pineal gland working over time. After having cleared the problem I had as a youngster with migraines, I started to get them again. I would get spots in the central part of my vision half an hour before the nausea and the pain hit. This happened to me at work a few times and I had to get a taxi home. I finally used EFT to clear this and have not had a problem since.
I have found that my ‘other sight’ has gotten stronger and stronger. I shift my vision and am able to see another whole world that very few are aware of. It took me a while to figure out how to switch it off and on but I now have it down pat.
I can feel sometimes that the brightness of the sun goes in through my eyes and hits the pineal gland and then my third eye starts tingling before it whooshes open. This has happened a few times so I don’t always get it right about controlling it. I still get the odd sore head but it is nowhere near as painful as it used to be.
So in spite of all the hardship I have come out the other side a stronger person and pleased with the results.
Ramblings about life . . .
What I share about my life is simply to help reinforce the understanding that it is possible to live with love and laughter, in between the tough times.
Life is what we make of it, no matter how harrowing. We accept and embody this with-in ourselves, thereby allowing the energy to manifest outwardly in our reality.
It starts with each one of us as an individual to form the collective consciousness.
Be the dream.
We honour the light and the life within you.
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