Casting Off A Cloak Of Shame, Kinda Sorta By Accident

Back in early 2008 I had once again made a New Year’s commitment to lose weight (a lifelong battle), and to that end, was working with a hypnotherapist. At that point, I knew that my issues were more than what dieting could fix. During one session, something completely unexpected happened: I met and received a healing from an angel. At that time, I had not had my spiritual awakening, but had had one spiritual experience during hypnosis nine years prior when I experienced my Higher Self.

I have shared a bit of my healing process along the way with you, my dear readers, in the hopes that it might encourage someone who is struggling in life, and to open people’s minds that to the idea that we can access a variety of possibilities in life. (This is what Matrix Energetics is all about: access different possibilities). If things aren’t going the way you’d like, it is possible to bring change for the better. You do not have to follow the same road you are on if it’s one you don’t want to be on. And the really cool thing is, you don’t need to follow my path: listen through your heart and follow your own path. Just know that you can do it. I definitely recommend finding help from either a licensed therapist or a trusted intuitive. For some reason, my path made a spiritual turn, and boy am I glad it did. For me, it has made ALL the difference.

So, I’ve shared that I was raised by a bipolar mother who, when she became manic, began to see the world through skewed eyes. Her perception of everything would change and any time I would assert any semblance of my own personal power (or if she perceived that I was asserting myself), Mom would immediately become threatened and verbally attack me. Because of my extreme sensitivity, especially as a child, her words would cut me like a knife. I later learned that she was acting out a karmic script, a pattern of mother-daughter wounding that was passed down in my family from my mother and her mother and so on for several generations. Being able to heal that energetic pattern (after being verbally abused for 48 years at that point) will always be a highlight of my life.

But there are some things I haven’t really shared much at all here. I haven’t shared, and am not 100% comfortable sharing all details of other abuses I suffered. Suffice it to say, those other experiences were ones that brought me deep shame. Very deep shame. And one day, when I least expected it, an angel brought me an amazing healing that cleansed me of this shame. It helped me to cast off the cloak of shame that I had been wearing for decades.

I wrote about the experience before, when I shared How I Met My Angel, but I only briefly mentioned the part about being cleansed and purified and being reminded of the pure and innocent child of God that I am (as we all are). More than confirming by experience the existence of angels, that day healed intense shame that I had been carrying around with me for much too long. I can’t tell you what that does to a soul: to lift that burden. It was beyond intense.

Shame is a hot button for me because of having lived with it for so long, so when I see people use it to motivate or try to coerce others into certain ways of behaving (with children or in the workplace, for example), I will not stand for it. It is damaging in ways that we don’t even recognize or think of. But, in today’s society, it is sadly rampant.

That said, I want to share with you how I was able to unexpectedly cast off my cloak of shame. You can click on this link to read the original post, or just read on. I’m going to copy it in its entirety so you don’t need to link over.

How I Met My Angel

Posted on May 10, 2011 by mariner2mother

In January of 2008, I met one of my angels. Before you go writing me off as some sort of loony or psycho, we met in hypnosis. I was working with a hypnotherapist, toward the goal of weight loss (yet again), and she had me all nice and relaxed, so my conscious mind was all but asleep. We were trying to work through some old hurts, when my hypnotherapist asked me to go to my “peaceful place.” I had previously established a peaceful place, and she asked if I wanted to go there or to a new place. This is when things got interesting.

Instead of my imagining a lovely green meadow or a tranquil tropical lagoon type of setting, I immediately found myself on the snowy slope of a mountainside. I had no conscious part in this – I was just there. Everything was covered with snow, with it falling so hard that there was a white-out. All that I saw was white and pure. Then, out of nowhere, I saw a big white angel for just a moment, off to my right, and then it disappeared. A moment later, the angel was behind me, enveloping me with its wings. The wings were huge and white. I remember that it stood a bit taller than me, and I sensed that it was most definitely an “it.” Neither a woman, nor a man. I have read that angels are an entity unto themselves, and have no specific sex – although they tend to have either a male or female energy about them.

It totally surrounded me and began to heal me. As I looked down at my body, it was now translucent, like a clear plastic, and snow was swirling around inside me. The snow was cleaning and purifying me. I felt my spirit becoming clean and pure. I was reminded that I am a child of God. And because God’s creations are perfect, I am also. The feeling was more than intense, and it left me thanking God over and over again.

After something like this happens to me, I am always surprised at the direction the hypnosis has taken me – especially because the amazing experiences I have had, with almost no exception, have all taken me to a direction of spiritual healing.

Did I imagine this angel, or was it really there? After asking a very well-known psychic this question, he assured me that the angel was really there. Just last week, when I had the Akashic Record healing, the woman who was working with me saw an angel behind me. Apparently it was this angel that appeared to me a few years ago. And it is always with me, and has been with me throughout my various lifetimes.

So, now if someone talks about angels and wonders if they really exist, I don’t have to believe in them; because I know for sure that they are real. And I have at least one with me all the time.