A little bit about my past
This morning when I was meditating I was asking God for guidance about this new day as I always do, and what came up was that I should share about my past –
Please understand that I’m not doing this in order to be pitied or put in a victim-hood-vibe, because I’m not a victim, and I’m not a ‘survivor’ – I’m a LIVER of life! 😀
I know all about forgiveness and letting go. You know that if you have followed my writings for a while.
I know all about inner peace, I know God, and I love life. I have never felt this good in my life.
That’s where I’m at in my life for those of you that don’t know me that well.
I’m sharing my story, or the short version of some of it, with you with the intent to Inspire, Encourage and Empower others into feeling that they too can be joyful and free, that there is a way, no matter what is going on.
My life has been very eventful at times to say the least. Very turbulent, and I can honestly say that I have been through Hell and back a few times.
I’m kind of stopping up now, wondering how to put this in a way that doesn’t sound like poor-little-me and oh, so terrible – bu-hu. Ah, well, I’m just going to write as it comes out of me.
I don’t consider my childhood as have been easy, but the real hell broke loos when I was a teenager and I got raped two times within a year.
I became very mentally and emotionally unbalanced I would say, and it went so far that I had an Angel intervention that I to this day believe saved my life.
Prior to the moment when I met the Angel who saved me I had began cutting myself and had severe anxiety and I was in a very bad, dark place. The cutting helped me relieve some of my pain, and it was compulsive; sometimes I had to get up in the middle of the night just to cut myself.
Prior to all this I had always been very interested in reading and learning about drugs, psychology etc and I was a very deep-thinking child and I studied and read everything I could come over – books that was meant for grown-ups, but I was so intrigued and interested in all those things, so I kind of automatically slipped into experimenting with different kind of drugs and so on, especially after I had been raped.
There was a lot of turbulence in my life with other things as well, as most teens go through, and later on I became a full-time drug addict and did drugs for a decade or so before I put myself into rehab where I stayed for a couple of years. It was an intense time.
The things with me is that I have always been very intuitive, and I was actually shown inner pictures and images of my future where I could see where my drug abuse were headed if I chose to continue, but I said yes to it anyway.
It sounds kind of strange to some, but I felt it was a part of my life-journey, that I somehow had signed up for it before I came here. I wanted it. (the experience)
Little did I know that what I had been showed was nothing compared to the hell I went through in reality years later.
During my time in rehab I got a lot of alternative therapies along with psycho-therapy and gestalt therapy and countless of group therapy sessions. One time I ran away from there, but when I got home I knew that I have to go through it despite how hard it may be – I just had to – of two reasons:
1. I knew I would die if I didn’t, I knew it without a doubt
2. I have always known that I’m here to share something important with the world. I had a mission and I had to follow through even if I didn’t know what it was yet. I just felt a calling.
I had to go back. So I did. And the time that followed is a story in it self, I’m sure you can imagine, too long to get into right now.
All in all; despite the difficulty of it I also started to move up and forward in my life. I learned to heal not only myself but also others, and I started to study different kinds of therapies and modalities in order to be able to help others later on.
I started to feel alive again.
The doctors told me that my brain was so damaged by all the drugs that I had done that I would have to take medicines for the rest of my life in order to ever feel real happiness again, but I refused. I told them that I’m going to heal myself and I will be happy and free again, in a natural way – and I did.
I slowly took myself of all the different kinds of medications that I had been on for years and one day I was completely free.
With the help from the people in the rehab of course, but I did heal, and I AM happy and free again without any kind of medicine! Can you imagine if I had believed the doctors – I think I might have been a vegetable at this point with all the chemicals in my body!
I have been drug-free now for about ten years.
When I think about my past, it feels like it’s a different life altogether, and it is in many ways because it’s the complete opposite of what I’m living today 🙂
After my years in rehab I moved away and lost (by choice) contact with the people I had lived with (for several reasons that also is a story of itself) and I began yet another period/chapter of my Dark night of the Soul.
During my whole life – despite whatever I have been through – I have always been interested in spirituality and self development, but now I started to use all my time in reading and learning and implementing and soul searching and meditating and and… !
Things evolved and I moved to Spain after I had heard God told me to go there.
So I gave everything I owned away and to make a long story short; I just took a couple of suitcases with me and my two cats and moved. The time that followed was a test in my Faith. I stepped right into my Dark night of the Soul.
My faith was tested to the core and I had never felt such horror as I did in Spain.
It was also one of the most wonderful times in my life. I came to really know God.
Things happened and I had to move back to Scandinavia. I had nowhere to go so me and my cats were homeless and had to live in a caravan with a hole in the roof in the middle of the winter.
At this time in my life I had entered a Bliss-state. Sounds strange, I know, but that was the time when I came to live in an inner space of the ‘Peace that passeth all understanding’.
This time I really knew I was taken care of by God, and I really was, and still am and always will be.
There I was, in the middle of nowhere, in the cold Norwegian woods, with a smile in my heart and on my face 🙂
It hasn’t always been so —
I truly know what it’s like to feel rejected. I had tried for so many years (in the past) to be at service to the world, and even offered to volunteer to do all kinds of spiritual work for free when all the jobs I applied for came back with an ‘thanks, but no thanks’-note, only to be rejected again.
I have felt rejected even by God. I have been on my knees, crying and screaming, with no one to talk to, totally friendless – I just had to leave all my old friends behind, we didn’t connect anymore when my interests of actually living my life came to the front fore of my life.
It was better to be alone than with people who I didn’t resonate with any longer.
Today I know that all the rejections were because God had some other plans for me 🙂
I was never meant to have a ‘job’-job, and I needed to grow some more before I could share what I share today.It was tough and there was a lot of fear and struggle.
I know of all these things; fear, rejection, sadness, depression, frustration, anger.. etc.
And I also know the opposite of it all! I know of inner peace, I know of purpose, meaningfulness, love, joy, freedom ..! I know of letting go and letting IN.
I’m not saying that my story is special in any way, or anything like that, but I do want to say that whatever your story is; don’t lose hope, you are not alone and all will be well.
Keep working on your faith in a God that only wants what’s good for you. Keep following your dream no matter what.
I would never want to change anything about my past, I can actually appreciate all of it today. Cliche’ maybe; but I am who I am because of it, and for choosing to let go of the hurt and only take the wisdom from the experiences with me to the now and to my future.
And don’t get me wrong; I have had many wonderful moments throughout my life and a lot of fun too! – not that I advocate for drug use – but yes, there were some good times too.
I wouldn’t have continued with it if there wasn’t. The thing with drugs is that you have no control of when the day comes when the drugs take over you and your life.
One day you just sit there and think “how did this happen to me?” Not that I was surprised, but I can’t recall when it went from having fun with it, to not so much anymore.
I hope that the things I have shared with you can inspire you to move forward and upward even if things might feel as if they will never improve – just keep moving in the direction that your heart points you in and a better day will come – I promise you that.
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~And have a wonderfully magical Saturday! 🙂