JOURNEY TO MEET YOUR SPIRIT GUIDES

Towards the end of the cleanse, I experienced lightning strikes that illuminated the darkness around me. In the midst of this, I kept seeing a tree in silhouette, with its woody trunk and numerous bare branches devoid of any foliage. However, with each lightning strike, the tree became more visible, as if it was being brought out into the open. Initially, I couldn't make out the presence of a staircase. The room was shrouded in darkness and dampness. With cautious steps, I moved forward and discovered an ancient stone spiral staircase covered in moss and dampness, reminiscent of an old castle dungeon. The sensation of both feeling and smelling the dampness intensified as I ascended. As I climbed higher, there were no vibrant colours to be seen. However, upon reaching the sixth floor, I began to notice faint rays of light filtering through. Finally, on the tenth floor, I emerged into a landscape of white fluffy clouds ☁️ that gradually parted to reveal an expansive meadow bathed in a soft shade of light green. The meadow was adorned with an abundance of yellow flowers. The city behind me resembled the vibrant Emerald City from the Wizard of Oz, evoking a sense of excitement and anticipation. It made me feel like Dorothy, on the brink of crossing the enchanting poppy field to reach the city's wonders. However, upon closer inspection, I discovered that the city was nothing more than ancient ruins, crumbling and broken. My trusted spirit guide, Sam, accompanied me on this journey. Interestingly, Sam was dressed in traditional German attire but did not speak with a noticeable accent. Together, we strolled towards a magnificent old oak tree, a familiar sight from my previous adventures. We found solace beneath its low-hanging branches, enjoying the coolness and darkness it provided. Seeking guidance, I asked Sam how I could navigate through the challenges ahead. His response was simple yet profound: belief, determination, and hard work. Intrigued, I probed further, expressing my concerns about personal stress and familial issues. Sam's answer was equally meaningful: faith and love. Feeling a mixture of confusion and contemplation, I fell into a thoughtful silence. Sensing my state of mind, Sam reassured me that the path would be arduous and unpredictable, filled with twists and turns. However, he assured me that with perseverance, I would eventually reach my destination. In that moment, we both leaned against the sturdy trunk of the oak tree and allowed ourselves to be immersed in the rhythmic beats of a distant drum. Time seemed to stand still as I noticed an unusual heaviness in my physical body, rendering my arms immobile. After some time, Sam reached down and handed me a large bouquet of vibrant flowers. I had seen them before, but couldn't recall their name. Sam suggested they were peonies, but it didn't feel right to me. After searching for photos online, I discovered that they were actually pansies. Silence fell upon us once again, and I couldn't resist asking Sam about the tree I had noticed earlier, the leafless one. To my surprise, Sam replied, "YOU." I followed Sam's gaze and saw a tall, slender black woman dressed in a maid's outfit walking towards us. She sat down in front of us, followed by many more women who did the same. As I looked around, I realised that they were scattered throughout the entire field. Each woman nodded at me with a sense of acknowledgement. Sam wrapped his arm around my shoulder, providing comfort without any further words exchanged between us. The meadow appeared darker and greener than before, devoid of any flowers as we made our way back. As Sam bid farewell, the clouds returned and covered him, along with everything else around us. Upon reaching the staircase, I noticed that it remained unchanged, but it was no longer dark or damp. Instead, it was filled with a brighter light.