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a nEW mORNING FOR AN oLD soul
The
Beginning of a New Life
A voice, a thought, comes
from somewhere, everywhere… I can’t see with my eyes but I can
see with my mind, with my thought, with my being.I can “see” with my senses… Warmth, love, protection, support, nourishment, experiences, sensations, feelings… Everything…
For almost nine months you have been one with me.
Yes, now I perceive hope!
You will be my baby! Beautiful, smart, modest… Healthy, whole, intelligent… Be open to me being your mother!
But I still perceive a presence! Something like my mother, but not my mother. Who are you?
Carried by my
mother’s soulCarried by my mother’s soul — Created by the Author with AI — Microsoft Bing Image Creator
I am the “soul” of your mother!
And then I saw clearly who it was. And it seemed to be all perceived with my eyes, not with my mind…
How beautiful you look to me!
That’s what your mother looks like too. She is created “in my image and likeness.”
So I look like that too? In the face and likeness of my mother?
No, no, our dear child, things are not quite that simple. Many beings will lead to what will be your image, your being, and more…
So I’m not that pretty?!?
You will be much more beautiful to your mother, to me, and your father and his soul…
But I
don’t feel so crowded here.They are not with you, they are beside you, together with you…
Do I look like them too?
You will have many similarities with them because they also participated in their “image and likeness” with you.
I do not understand. Look, what does my father look like, his soul? Will they fly with me as you are doing now?
Yes, they will do it with you, almost with you.
And
are there other people with me?There are many more than you can imagine right now. People with their souls who participated in what you are now, but also who will participate in your future in what you will be.
I noticed that you keep “doubling” people. She and her soul, he and his soul… I have my soul?
Of course! With your soul, you’ve already known each other for over 4 and a half months…
Both now and in the future, you perceive it and will perceive it as a voice, as a thought of yours.
Who will advise, guide, help, and support you with his very, very old soul experience…
So
you’re not my mother, you’re my soulmate?It can also be said this way because it is clear that only I am here. And you can see what you want to see, as you will be what you want to be.
So can I be anything? Look, now I feel like I’m flying, just like you are now. Will I be able to fly?
In your thought, in your mind, in your dreams yes, you will be able to do it. You will be able to do it with those in your life, and with those who will be with you.
As far as you want, if you are open to it. Be open!
Complicated, I don’t understand this stuff! You keep repeating it… Be open to it!
You
will understand! Now it’s time to be born!What, to be born?!?
Perceptions shift and muffled voices are heard from… Outside?!?
“She didn’t dilate enough… And the labor is quite painful… Anyway, this morning she will give birth… What, is the time?!?
In the room, in the intervention room 4! The team is already ready and waiting. Come on, hold on! His head can already be seen…
This woman didn’t utter a whimper! Don’t you have a mouth woman to scream? It was a little while and you gave birth alone!”…
“Soul, be open to your entrance into a new life!”
Children, before birth, be open… It’s time! We have determined that we will be with you… All yours will be with you! You are wanted by everyone…
These are my thoughts. I’m quite confused… And, from somewhere, the pain appears. I can’t think about anything anymore… It’s like everything is getting too tight… I’m slipping… Like in a flight…
Be
open Mom! I come to fly with you, with all of you!The muffled voices could be heard more and more clearly…
“The head is already out… Relax your legs woman, be open, push, push!”
But everything hurts so much! So strong that I don’t feel anything else…
Then relaxation, sudden… Something hits me… Immense pain… A blinding light… And I can no longer see anything, I can no longer hear anything, …
And I’m not here anymore.:. Everything is lost with my howl…
Good morning baby!
Note: Images
are created by me, Merticaru Dorin Nicolae, using Microsoft
Bing Image Creator.
Dorin, Merticaru
(10.14, 2023)