A Journey that needed to be taken

We are all on a journey through life and sometimes that journey follows a path that's not quite right, or one that's not meant for you. But for me there was a journey that needed to be taken.

I've had an interesting life. It's been filled with many, many moments and experiences that were life changing and life affirming.

Many of them that stick in my memories the most are often small things, like the time I was offered a lift by someone who didn’t know me but saw me walking and told me they were happy to do it because it’s what they did in their country of origin.

There have also been experiences that brought me to consider the worst and brought out the worst in me.

But this is nothing more than life. If we didn't have these experiences, then we wouldn't have lived a life.

However, not many of us get the chance to answer a call, a whisper in our mind and heart that there is something more for us. All of us have that call, that whisper in our mind’s ear. And those of us who get the chance, don't often take the journey needed.

You might hear it and feel a sense of unease or restlessness or feel like you’re trapped by circumstances. And some of us ignore it altogether, hoping it will eventually go away.

For a long time, I'd experienced a restlessness that I could never shake. There was a hole in me that I tried filling with different things, hoping they were the answer to the calling. Hoping that they would put an end to the feelings of restlessness.

I found they filled the hole but only temporarily. And, more importantly, they never quietened the calls to me, the whispers in my mind’s ear or in my dreams and nightmares.

It took a journey to Indonesia with my wife to fill the hole and quieten the calls to me.

What I discovered there was unlike any experience I’ve had in my life.

Travelling across Sumatra, I was able to visit many sacred sites and monuments. But before then, even my first steps beyond Kuala Namu airport, there was a sudden sense of something strong. A pull inside of me, an almost violent internal struggle, between something that would attack me and something that was trying to set me free.

It was a sense of belonging while at the same time a sense of fear.

The first few days were intense. It was intense not just because of how long it took to travel there but also that the evil within knew its time was limited. It did its best to maintain its control but it was no longer able to.

The calls and whispers were louder and stronger. They were urging me on, urging me to do this journey, to overcome the fear and loathing. These were feelings, emotions if you will, which were feelings I'd never had before being in Indonesia.

The better half was being strengthened and with my wife’s and her family’s help provided me with the necessary healing needed.

These evil within was preventing me walking a new path but after a visit to a sacred burial site, those feelings were all but extinguished. It no longer had a hold of me and no longer was able to hold back the better spirits within me.

After this I was able to accept things more easily. The journey was no longer one based on fear and loathing but excitement and openness, a strong willingness to learn. What I didn't know was that I was also being tested and inspected to determine if I was suitable to be a student of the supernatural sciences of the universe.

That visit had sealed it.

From that moment not only did I feel a weight lift from my soul and heart, but I also became a student.

We visited numerous sacred sites, and I got to meet many amazing people who were steeped in spirituality, who had things to teach me.

Despite language and cultural barriers, I never felt like I didn't know what was happening. And more often than not, I also knew what was going to happen.

The ability to accept what was happening was a result of freeing my spirits, which meant they were free to guide me. They were free to push me to soak up the education being offered and enjoy the experiences I was having.

Even more than that I was enjoying my new extended family and my wife, and their experiences. It felt like I was now operating on another level.

There was a clarity I'd never really had before. And the sense of belonging in Sumatra was even stronger. (To be honest I didn't want to leave.) My spirits were free to show me a new path to walk, and were the very whispers calling to me, giving me the unrelenting restlessness.

The various sacred sites and shrines we visited kept strengthening my spirits and my sense of belonging in a land that, for all intents and purposes, is foreign to me.

There was also a very strong sense of connection between my ancestor spirits and the spirits of Sumatra. It felt like a meeting of ancient spirits, sharing a common bond and a desire to be united in friendship and mutual benefit.

The long flight home gave me time to reflect on the journey I had taken and just how important it had been to me, bringing me closer to my wife and showing me a new path to walk, the path I need to walk.

The very path I'm on now.

But everyone’s path is different, and everyone’s journey to finding their path is different.

I can help you find your path and provide mentoring and guidance on your journey. It's never too late to follow a new path and begin a different journey.

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