Out of my League

You were right. I’m sorry but she is not open to your communication. I know that you expected this. Is there anything you wish to share with me Uncle? ‘She always was out of my league. She would have been better off not knowing me at all.’

 

That makes me sad to hear that uncle. You have two beautiful children. ‘Yes. They were always hers though.’

 

Because you weren’t available? ‘No. No. I wasn’t. Leave me alone. Give me my time alone please. Just let me check out. I need to check out. I can’t handle it!’

 

Where did you learn this? ‘It wasn’t even; “Sit there and be quiet.” No, it was like I wasn’t even there. Half the time they didn’t even know I was there. Dinner, what dinner?’

 

You couldn’t break free from that mindset? ‘No.’

 

What can I help you with Uncle? ‘I’m in so much pain. It doesn’t stop. It didn’t stop. It was supposed to stop.’

 

You left your kids Uncle, you left your kids… ‘I would take it back if I could.’

 

What can I help you with Uncle? You deserve to have peace. You deserve peace. ‘I don’t deserve any peace. I don’t.’

 

I have a question uncle. ‘OK.’

 

Why can’t you visit Auntie in a dream and point her in our direction to communicate? ‘I try.’

 

You can’t connect? ‘We do but she refuses it. She won’t forgive me.’

 

You won’t forgive yourself either? ‘No.’

 

What if you forgive yourself and that frees up some of that trapped energy? ‘I don’t know. I’m not sure it works that way.’

 

What is most important to you now? Think about it, give me your real, legit answer please. ‘Peace to my kids, I robbed them of it. I did. I did. Oh. My God. I’m so sorry for that. Forgive me. Please forgive me.’

 

Uncle. There is no one here for you except for me. I was a child when I knew you. ‘I fucked up so bad.’

 

You can’t hold onto that uncle. You have to let it go. Did anyone try to talk to you, know that you were hurting? ‘I wouldn’t let them.’ “I’m OK. It’s good, It’s all good. I’m good.”

 

Why Bill, why? ‘I wasn’t nuthin’, dirt. Useless. Just useless.’

 

Uncle. ‘What?’

 

I love you. You are loved. Your kids love you still. Did you hear that Uncle… ‘Yes.’

 

Do you want peace? ‘I’ve never had peace.’

 

Do you want peace? ‘I want peace.’

 

Are you ready? Uncle, are you ready? (He’s diverting, being funny.) That isn’t going to work anymore. Now or never uncle. ‘I’m ready, please. I’m ready, what do I do?’

 

Forgive yourself. ‘Ya, no. Not gonna happen.’

 

The only way you release the people you love is to release yourself. ‘What?!’

 

It’s true. ‘I believe you. I shouldn’t but I do. OK. Is that really what I have to do?’

 

Yes, it is. You releasing will also help other people in pain uncle. ‘I’m ready.’

 

Repeat after me; ‘I forgive you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me.’

 

It is so. It is just. Thank you.

 

 

 

Channeled message from my uncle that committed suicide. I went to a group event with a medium and he reluctantly came through saying that his message would not be received. He was right…

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