‘They don’t come easy. Maybe they aren’t supposed to anyways.’ It’s hard to see someone go through something that I went through. How can I help them?
‘I know you want to ease their burdens.’ I do. It was so hard. I know everything led me to where I am now though. Who is speaking please?
‘Envira Halstead.’ Where are you from Envira? (She shows me mussels.) ‘France.’ (Saint-Malo, France: Brittany in a mussel shell.)
When did you live here? ‘Yes, 1944.’ (She confirms what I am thinking.) ‘Thus the trial by fire. Everything I loved was destroyed. People I loved, gone, just gone.’
I can’t begin to imagine such a loss. It doesn’t compare to my minimal losses that seemed so big.
‘We learn the same lessons in many different ways and in many different degrees.’
It almost makes what I went through seem small.
(She shows me the branches of a full, huge tree.) ‘Different roads taken all lead to the same source.’ That’s powerful. How did you heal Envira?
‘One day at a time. I left my body for a little while, I was numb. It was like I was on the outside looking in, watching my life move in slow motion.’ I’m sorry for your losses Envira.
‘That is why I came to you. It’s strange but that is what I needed to hear to heal.’ Is it the energy of it? The love and kindness that sets you free?
‘It has to be more than that. All of the above, but it must be you. Your light, it’s strong. You carry truth and light. Light codes.’ I don’t see these light codes.
‘You don’t have to see it, just know that you are seen.’ That’s overwhelming to me at times. It’s such a big responsibility.
‘You have trained for this, you have prepared. You are ready.’ I want to do it right.
‘Right isn’t always right.’ I feel that but how do you explain that?
‘You bend, flex, flow. Feel into every situation. What’s right for one is wrong for another.’ Yes, that’s very true. We are all unique in our own way aren’t we.
‘We are as snowflakes. We all have our own “fingerprint”.’ Beautiful. Envira, is there anything else before I go?
(She shows me the underside of a dandelion fluff. I had seen it earlier while resting too, she was waiting to communicate with me.) ‘Soft and easy, on the breeze. In the flow builds stronger roots, there is no “force”.’
Love and peace to you Envira. I thank you for your message.
‘Love and Peace Christine of Christos.’