Metamorphosis

By Mac Guerreiro

Have you ever heard of a hyper-sensitive person? They likely cry a lot and seem to wear their heart on their sleeve, for lack of a better saying. Eye’m that person and eye always have been, for the most part. That last bit is referring to this block eye’ve dealt with for all of my adult and perhaps adolescent life also. You see, for every way that eye feel and deeply tune into the world and people around me it never reaches my physical body. Eye am informing you now that if you’re not a fan of exploring our more advanced psychic abilities that this may not be the post for you. We perform psychic tasks daily when we anticipate the needs of our loved ones or pick up the phone to text a friend we just happed to think of that was likely thinking of us also. Those are two examples among many, but they aren’t the point. The point is to highlight that to deeply tune in, mind, heart AND body… that’s the advanced stuff eye’m referring to and eye’ve never been able to quite get there until recently.

This is surely a time of great upheaval and change for many; with the pandemic giving us plenty of time to either reflect or deflect our issues and subconscious traumas. It should be no surprise to me that eye take the reflecting route, and as eye do everything eye decide to see trough, eye go hard. The shift occurred in a moment that came upon me like an earthquake, unexpected, terrifying, but before eye had a chance to really feel into the fear it was over. That moment, laying on his chest, catching my breath from laughing seconds before. My mind flashed and suddenly there eye was, stripped of everything…. naked to the core. In my mind’s eye eye saw it all, everything that eye feared: being too much, too needy, too emotional, too high-maintenance, too… the list went on. Underneath it all a voice reminded me that eye would be “okay.” That broke me further and eye found myself falling deeper. “Okay” wasn’t the life eye wanted by any means and to hear myself tell me that amplified the sting. Until another voice chimed in, with no ill intention or will she said, “Then let what will be, be. Once you do, you’ll allow yourself to see.” The words come to me now, but it was a feeling then. A warming sensation in my heart, and as it hugged me from within eye cried more into his arms.

Eventually the tears slowed their pace and eye could breathe again. Eye can’t say what changed exactly, which little parts shifted to allow for such massive transformation. Eye can say the Mother had a hand and for her eye am so grateful. Another thing eye can say is that my physical block is mostly gone, and eye say mostly because my own personal layer of protection that keeps me centered only opens itself to those whom have gained that sort of trust. The difference is astounding, and eye may write about it because it’s certainly taking some adjusting. Thank you for reading this, eye am so excited to integrate this newfound old aspect of myself.

Published by Mystical Mac

Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me.

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