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A few times over years, I've concluded that I was some type of schizophrenic and that I needed to shut up and stop doing this stuff or I'd surely end up in a pink padded room. I've quit many times for fear that I was making it all up in my head and that THEY weren't real and I was just having illusions of grandeur. You know what? I always missed being kind of person that THEY say I am. I always felt lost and not really sure what to do with myself or what kind of a career to move forward with. I really tried to be smart and logical and to get a real job in industry I was formally educated and trained to do. It really sucked. I just couldn't get into flow of it. I couldn't find success or happiness doing anything else but this save world stuff. "Teach them how to be happy. In doing so, you'll find your own happiness."
I know there are people out there like me. I'm not alone. Are we making a difference? Do weird things we teach really work? Do crystals have healing powers? Do aliens telepathically communicate with us? Can many religions be united into one root concept - love one another? Can Lightworkers hold energy of enlightenment for us until we figure it out for ourselves? Does any of this even matter?
I also know there's people out there who are nothing like me. They're majority. They believe their version of god is only version that matters. They believe only in what their five senses can see, hear, and feel. If science can't prove it, then it's not real. We're all just a bunch of quacks you know.
Even as I write this, my heart swells and I feel so blessed to do this work that THEY have asked of me that I am moved to tears. If you knew me, you'd know that I really hate that sappy crying in public stuff. It just goes to show how deeply touched I am by fact that I get to do this. So like Joan of Arc, I hear these voices and THEY tell me to go do these great things, and I listen and I do them and people seem to like it, to be helped, to be touched on a soul level. If I am crazy, please don't give me that pill. Let me live to my dieing breath believing in THEM and that I'm doing work of angels. Don't cure me.
Copyright 2004, Skye Thomas, Tomorrow's Edge
Skye Thomas began writing books and articles with an everyday practical approach to life in 1999 after twenty years of studying spirituality, metaphysics, astrology, personal growth, motivation, and parenting. After years of high heels and business clothes, she is currently enjoying working from home in her pajamas. Go to www.TomorrowsEdge.net to read more of her articles and to get a free preview of one of her books.