Stories of Spirit…Healing the Heart of a Soldier [self forgiveness & spirit communication]
Opening the steamer trunk was an Exceptional Moment of Spirit for me; one in which the world stood still, marking my soul for the rest of this life.
The letter was written for the benefit of the receiver, with his hardships and emotional turmoil minimized, so as not to worry her. But being Psychic I could feel it, I remember reading the letter as if my father were speaking the words out loud; I could feel and hear the emotion, unsaid in his voice filled with fear and unease. The piece that struck me hardest, and has stuck with me throughout my life; was when he told her he would be sending his paycheck home, & that he believed it was enough money for the refrigerator the family desperately needed.
My Dad (back row), age 13?
My father was raised by his Grandmother (Grammy Brown). She was a powerful woman; a psychic, medium and medicine woman, who made her living selling worms & helping people with their problems. Being raised in this environment and having gifts himself, my father was an energetically sensitive person…in many ways, one far to sensitive for the experiences of war. But poverty is a strong persuader…so he lied about his age, and joined the Marines at 17…a boy going off to fight for his country, unaware that he would someday be fighting for his soul.
Over the next two years he spent a lot of time exploring his beliefs and fears of the Spirit world, with my sister and I. He feared who would be waiting for him there, for he witnessed and committed many acts of violence, during his time in Vietnam…acts that haunted his soul, and caused him to fear what was waiting for him. One of the biggest misconceptions he had to face; was that the Spirits of those he had killed did not hate him, and were not waiting to serve vengeance. I explained to him that war and murder do not hold the same level of karmic debt. I asked him if he were the one to have died in war, would he be hateful to the person responsible for his death….his answer is “NO”.
It had never occurred to me before that moment; that the scars left on the soul of a soldier, could leave them believing they were deserving of haunting.
My father was lucky; he found soul healing at the end of his life, and made peace with the Demons of his mind. By exploring the world of Spirit; through communication and journey-work, he was able to forgive himself. I must say, he was brave and dedicated to the task of healing; spending many hours reviewing the path he had walked and seeking guidance from his Ancestors and guides. But still, the gateway to his healing came from changing roles with those he had wronged; by asking himself if he would haunt his slayer, if he had been the one to die. Through this he was able to find peace.
Whether soldiers or not, we all may find healing by practicing self forgiveness. I hope you enjoyed the read.
spreading love-salicrow