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You Are The Root



All the fantasy stories and imaginings you put yourself in as a child, are the closest to your history and where you come from that you will get. They are also signposts to your soul contract (your mission on earth) as the child that you were will have instinctively known and carried out actions to help you progress in the right direction for your contract. I stress that even challenging and stormy times as a child readied you for the reason you are here, incarnated. Some of it might be karma, but karma can be shed in an instant with first, awareness; and then the desire to end the karmic cycle through either action (if possible) or intent. And it is done.

Most hold on to karma because they are afraid to let it go. When you do not know who you are (free of karma, and simply free) you will hold on to old pains and familiarities because you think they define you. You think they root you. When the truth is you are already the root of the seed that grew.

Photo: Sunset Over the Hill, by Dianna Hardy

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