Be Brave and Let the New you Stand Up

It has been a while since one of my meditation sessions ending with me being washed in tears.
I have had many of those in the past, hot tears,
of pain,
of regret,
of having to release childhood trauma,
of believing that I am to please everyone,
of accepting that I had to leave people behind,
of knowing that dogma and tradition had to be set free and that my own path to walk was opening for me.

Today, these tears were different. They were not hot, but warm. They poured down my face, wetting my shirt and soaking into my skin giving me my second shower for the morning.
But what was it that caused them?

I saw an army of what looked like soldiers standing in front of me. Their arms were crossed and it was clear that they meant business. In the front were my spirit guides, in the next row I saw the familiar faces of my some of ancestors, and behind them all shone this bright light, a light I had experienced before. It was warm, loving, accepting, and all-encompassing. I recognized it and the tears started to flow. That light was Source Energy, the whole from which a part of me came into this physical plane to experience life in the 3-D. I knew then that everything was going to be ok, that I was on the right path to fulfilling my soul’s contract.

My ancestors and guides smiled. They beckoned me to go forth, they actually said it, “Go Forth,”.

I was paralyzed. I was being asked to go forth and could not move.

After what seemed like an eternity, I opened my eyes and stood up. The new me stood up. The old me was left sitting in the chair.