by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Sep 28, 2016 | Holistic Healing, Intuitive Downloads |
Ancestral Clearing: Clearing Away the Unseen Forces and Soul Contracts that Affect our Daily Lives
This morning, I experienced an unusually ferocious wave of anger at finding myself in the middle of multiple urgent problems, both of which are complicated issues requiring hours of resolution time, none of which were of my making, and for which there is no possibility of compensation…
A veritable vortex of madness ensued…
Anger that “I had to do it all myself”…
Furious that it seems that I am somehow
always made responsible to resolve other people’s issues…
Anger that “Life is always such a struggle”…
Blankety-blank mad that the tough stuff all falls to me…
In frustration hit the wall with my hand
(I know, totally uncharacteristic, right? I never do stuff like that!)
In the middle of my verbal tirade… I stopped…
looked wide-eyed at my husband, and we both said…
“There is something deeper going on here.”
In conscious recognition that my reaction was out of proportion to the problem,
and that there was an immense underlying energetic tidal wave expressing itself through me…
In that moment of awareness of unseen forces affecting my behavior,
I retreated to another room and did an energetic check…
Not surprisingly, I discovered this life event had triggered
five million, three hundred twenty one thousand, one hundred and eleven
ancestral emotions of struggle and pain. (Yes, that number is 5,321,111),
all being expressed through my anger and frustration.
Grateful for my energy clearing skills, I applied my SoulTalk process…
Releasing…
Resolving…
Releasing the old Soul Contract of struggle and pain for millions of ancestors and others all over the world…
Sending it all to the light…
Releasing…
Resolving…
Dissolving…
Dissolving the old soul contracts that imprisoned human-kind in the bondage of unconscious awareness for millennia…
I get a mind’s-eye visual of all this negative energy
appearing before the bar of God and it dissipates…
in the twinkling of an eye…
I breathe deeply in relief as the tirade of emotion evaporates out of me…
My natural state of calmness returns…
And with it, my natural sense of inner joy prevails.
The worldly problems that triggered this tidal wave of emotion still await my attention.
But it is okay for me to allow specialists to take care of these issues.
I don’t have to do everything myself.
Life no longer has to be a struggle.
Calmness abides.
My spirit speaks to me…
It seems there is something else to attend to…
One last energetic check in…
A few wayward entities are trying to take advantage
of this huge energy shift to attach themselves to me.
Are they good for me?
No
Can I send them away?
Yes
I use my prayerful meditative process,
calling upon the Light of Christ which is endowed in me
(and in every human being upon their entry into this world of sorrows),
to cast these wayward entities out and away from me,
never to return,
sending them into the stewardship of Divine Light.
Let God be the judge.
Let me be whole.
Peace returns.
One simple phone call (to a specialist)
and three of today’s urgent issues are on their way to resolution.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
With God, all things are possible.
“Whenever any difficulty seems to rise, tell yourself quickly: Let me recognize this problem so it can be solved.” – A Course in Miracles
by Jo Lyn Cornelsen | Aug 12, 2016 | Intuitive Downloads, Jo Lyn's Blog |
Across the Pond Where the Whippoorwills Sing
Last week at our family reunion I received a Priesthood blessing
confirming my gift of healing, and was told that it is time for me to step into using it fully
on behalf of myself, my family, my ancestors and for those who come to me for healing.
I was blessed with increased intuitive capacity to know when those around me are ready for healing, and how to best help them.
I was blessed to be healed myself in body, mind, spirit and soul, and that from this time forward my life will be pure joy.
But then…
Yesterday, while accompanying my disabled son
to a medical visit, the SS office, the bank and apartment hunting…
my body became increasingly pained,
heavy, sluggish, overwhelmed,
slow to move,
and more less-than-joyful symptoms…
I was so grateful to make it back home (2 hour drive) about 9 pm…
And before my husband came home from work,
I struggled,
Lumbering about the house…
Struggling to put my luggage away…
Full of physical pain,
Barely able to move from one room to another…
Every joint and tissue aching from the inside out…
It finally got my attention enough that
I stopped and asked.
Is this knee pain ancestral?
Yes.
Can I release it?
Yes
Do I need to know more about it?
Yes
Anger flared.
I felt intruded upon by my ancestors.
But I did the muscle testing and discovered
The pain came from 252 generations back,
from my mother’s father’s line…
Released it, but felt pressured to do more…
As if they were lining up to hit me with their pains
One at a time…
Myriads of them…
And I became discouraged,
Thinking that my physical pain and suffering would never end…
And I lost my temper.
I yelled out loud at my ancestors.
I rebuked them for burdening me physically
with the pain and agony they felt
while in their mortal lives.
I told them their lives were their own.
That while I was happy to help
Out of love,
That the responsibility for their own salvation
Is a sacred communication
between each one of them and God…
That I can facilitate their healing
but not carry their burdens…
And I said, “NO MORE!”
I told them I was promised complete healing
in body, mind, spirit and soul
and a life full of joy,
but this physical debilitation is not joy.
Still suffering with the resonance of pain,
I retired for the night.
Grateful to be able to sleep safely
In my comfortable, just right, bed.
Early this morning…
A song came into my mind.
Tune and words complete,
A lilting melody…
“Across the pond
Where the whippoorwills sing,
I lost my heart
And gained a ring.
I lost my heart
And gained a ring,
Across the pond
Where the whippoorwills sing”.
I felt the lightness and joy of the song.
Moving carefully,
I arose.
Still woozy from yesterday’s pain,
But a little better, as always, after a night’s rest.
Showering,
The song came again…
And I sang it…
Feeling the tune until I got it right…
My voice stronger and clearer than it has been in years.
Intuitively, I asked…
Is this my song?
No
Is it a song of an ancestor?
Yes.
Will I find it online?
No
Am I to know this ancestor?
Yes
Muscle testing found her…
32 generations of mothers back…
She lived in England long ago…
And she serves me now,
As one of my guardian angels,
Giving me whatever I ask for in this life.
Did I ask for pain?
Yes.
And you gave it to me?
Yes.
And now I ask for joy?
Yes.
And the joy is in the song?
Yes
Does it bring you joy to hear me sing it?
Yes
Then I shall sing,
And share the joy.
Yours… and mine…
in the singing…
“Across the pond,
Where the wind blows free
I met my love
And he met me.
I met my love
And he met me
Across the pond,
Where the wind blows free.”
This ancestor,
For whom I have released
Many a pain…
I am now blessed
To be able to receive and share her joy.
Dear Ancestors…
I love you.
I thank you.
You have lived your mortal life
And I am living mine.
I choose to be whole,
I choose for my body to be more
Strong, slender, sound, and full of light.
No more pain.
I have had enough pain.
I am blessed now with complete healing
in body, mind, spirit and soul.
If you lived in this world under a soul contract
Of struggle and pain,
Know that all you need to do
To release that is to
Turn
And Accept the Divine Light and Love
Of the Great Creator of All Things….
There is no need for you to give me
Your physical, mental, or emotional pains…
You need but Turn, and Look to the infinite
Love and Light above
Wherein your own salvation lies.
And should you wish to commune with me
I am open to receiving your joy…
Intuitively…
Through the veil of consciousness…
I am so excited
To feel and acknowledge
And share
Your joy…
“Across the pond,
Where the waters flow
I found my love
And joy I know…
I found my love
And joy I know…
Across the pond,
Where the waters flow.”
And so it is.
– Jo Lyn Cornelsen
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