Journey of the Soul - Enlightenment

 Two years of awakening and 100,000 views on my Slovenian blog. And soon 50,000 on the one you are reading.

Today I am going to talk about two milestones that happened almost simultaneously - and each of them carries its own symbolism.

On 21 April it was exactly two years since the beginning of my spiritual awakening. Two years of change, learning, questioning and growth. It has not always been easy, but it has been real. I have learned to trust myself, to accept my own path and to persevere, even when it has been difficult.

At the beginning, I realised that what we know as one life is not necessarily everything. That we are here many times - to learn, to grow, to make agreements that go beyond reason. I was scared then. Of some of the things I sensed. Also that many people would not understand me. But fortunately, I have someone by my side who knows this path better than I do and helps me - as much as he can. Because soul agreements are no joke and do not allow us to know everything in advance. And rightly so.

Today I know much more. I know telepathy, I am exploring other skills - but I don't share exactly what with everyone. I'm learning divination, soul-connecting, energy work... but most of all, I can feel. Myself, others, the world. And I know more than ever where my space is. I prefer to be alone rather than in a company where I am "too much" - because now I realise that I am not.

There is potential, they say, and I feel it too. Maybe more slowly, but I am making steady progress. If I am giving up something, it is a traditional job - but I also see in this the possibility to write, to share, to help.

I am more at peace now. Connected. Not just with myself - but with someone else. I have skills that can be really intense, so I choose the space I'm in carefully. Sometimes home is the safest place. And it's good that some things are protected.

On 22 April I reached 100,000 hits on my blog. That did not surprise me, because I knew how much work was behind the scenes. Because I had persevered. Because I had tried. And because I succeeded. I write because I want to. Because it fulfils me. And I'm not going to thank myself for something I made of myself.

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