Childhood should be the most innocent, wondrous and exciting time in our life, a time to explore the world we live in with joy and laughter, protected by vigilant adults. It should be this way and should continue so for the rest of our life. We should always feel safe and loved. However, this is extremely challenging when we are abused, beaten, shouted at and not allowed to speak our truth.
When we are raised with abuse, it makes our spirit quiver and shrink in fear. It creates pain. It becomes impossible to feel anymore that our mind, body and soul are one. Pain and fear create thoughts and feelings of separation where there is none. Under the supervision of love, support and safety, we can grow up to be the brave ones, loving ones, trusting ones, strong ones, whole ones, beautiful ones, intelligent ones, creative ones we were meant to be.Being a spiritual healer isn’t a job but is my life’s purpose. I now know that my journey was necessary to become ‘myself within my selves’ today. Our birth on Earth should be a happy journey, growing up like any other creature under the sun. This is unfortunately not the case for everyone. I learned that my father’s pain came from someone else’s pain in his family. Then his family history became a facet of my own life journey. I tried to grow up as the pure spiritual being I was born to be, but instead I grew up feeling ugly, stupid and ‘good for nothing’.
His beatings and his words of pain became my breakfast, lunch and dinner. I was fed this every day for sixteen years, together with the peanut butter and fillet American. It took me many years to grow out of his state of mind – but I did. Lara, my first teacher, explained to me that if you keep on hating someone you stay connected in negativity with that person.
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