I See Spaces

We all have a gift, as we are all pieces of the Universe, experiencing itself through us. My gift is that I see and feel spaces. Or so it seems.

I woke up on my 48^th birthday in what seemed a near-death experience, in a sense that my entire life flashed by in front of me. The perspective however was interesting. From a place high up in the Universe I was looking down on earth, seeing a tiny me and other souls around me having experiences. Not only experiences, I saw the spaces in which the souls were.

I saw my parents and me as a little girl in my own space. I never understood why I from an early age on had been on my own so much, didn’t want to hug or sit on their lap pretty soon, and had dreams of flying away.

Now I saw why. I felt and saw their spaces. And it didn’t feel good, as they were not mine.

I saw the playground of our Highschool where high-class girls ignored me after I had openly and fearlessly declared I didn’t need some smelly pony, I liked football better than hockey and I refused to tell that same joke over and over again to make them laugh as their on-demand joker. In truth I had felt their spaces. Their insecurities and not being seen. The pressure they felt to have to study and work hard in order to be a somebody.

I saw the spaces of mean teachers, that had tried to make fun of me or others. That picked on me or made incredibly rude remarks about a goofy student in front of the entire class. While in truth I had seen their space of insecurity, feeling stuck in a job that was less than their childhood dream.

TS showed me the spaces of boyfriends and later men with their own spaces and stories. How I had fallen in love with their soul, not their mind that was responsible for their non-truth behavior. Seeing their truth made me stay, not seeing that in the process I lost myself and became more and more insecure because I had subconsciously taken on their space as my own.

True Self showed me people that I had felt very jealous about and showed me their perspective. It made me look through their eyes. I was shocked! It was never mine! They had felt jealous about me but as I had felt their space, I thought it was mine.

It was even shown to me that fears I had as a child, was because my mom’s brothers hided in her closet and scared her when she was asleep. For years I had this strange experience of hearing doors sweep open and somebody touching my body saying BOO! When I was alone in bed. Never known what it was, until now!

For a long a time I felt the world was against me, misunderstood me and ran away from me.
The mind space therefor got one of anger, from the belief that that would protect me from people hurting me. The space of anger however made my heart cold and shut down over the years.

On the other hand, I had known consciously for a while now that what others do has nothing to do with me. Still lying-in bed watching the movie of my life unfold from this incredible perspective, made it very clear:

Behavior from animals and people is caused from what space they leave from.

In a flash, I understood why I had always felt for the victim as much as the perpetrator. Seeing they acted from a space of whatever had caused it.

How would the world look like when we make it into our daily routine to fly high up like an eagle and look down on life, people, our pets, ourselves and see in what space we and they are leaving from? That anger and violence is always coming from a space of fear. That whatever someone says or does, or not say or do, has nothing to do with us. But from the space they are leaving from. That in truth, no one is here to hurt us. We are all souls having an experience. Each in our own space. Becoming aware of it, gives us the opportunity to bring love into that space. To our own. To others. And to the space between us.

I stepped out of bed and knew my life from now on, will never be the same again.

In love and truth,
Eyra 💋

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