Ah tah ki Littlefox! ( I love you brother )
Thanks for helping me along ya'll. I intend to make my ancestors, myself, my creator proud. Can someone help me with finding *my* intended way of
enhancing the well-being of others, thus reaping what I sow? Which is what I believe my calling is.
Have I told you how I received this message? Highly doubtful that I have because its weird. Be careful what you ask for and open yourself up to unless
you want it. Because you just might get it.
I asked with all my heart when I would pray to just please get to it and tell me what my purpose is so I can fullfill it. Why the games? Just show
I was shown but in a freak ass kind of way that I dont even know what to think of. Scary shiat man.
Not scary just freakish. I wasnt scared. I dont even know what to call what happened. I was compelled to open a word document one day and this is what
I wrote. Not my thoughts, wording, nothing it just came. Flowed as if I were writing in my journal.
Im not on drugs and have no mentall illnesses. I cant explain this but the 'episode' made me seek a higher self than I had ever even imagined and I
was already a way too deep chick.
I opened the document and this is what was written with my fingers BUT NOT with my thoughts, ideal, nothing to do with me forming the sentence.
Auto-pilot is all I can say to try to be understood.
This is what I 'received'. What I physically typed but THEY ARENT MY WORDS. Thats what Im trying to say. Frustrated.
So frustrating trying to
explain something you dont know.
I walked to the computer, opened a new document and this is what I? wrote.
Here it is:
Peter and Gab admitted, after the work was done, they had help with this message, here is what they said.
We shall say we had some help with that, with an energy very familiar to you, dearest. She is a delightful old soul we must say. Ah yes, we are
speaking of the one you are hoping to hear from. For she is with you, doubt not that. No, have no doubt, she remained with you, in spirit, guiding you
through your heart. Trust your heart, and you always have your answers on what is yours for dreams to dream, that may come. Be true to yourself
always, to who you really are, not just who you are being, for all this is only temporary. This is a skin you have put upon yourself, your covering,
your hide. This is not the you who you recognize often as your spirit. Your spirit sings, hear it, hear your own highest note, in every choice of your
part to play in the harmony and drama of life, know your own song, and let your spirit sing its truth. Trust in your self, trust in your spirit, trust
in Great Spirit, the Mother & Father Creator God, know that you shall be divinely guided [my name was here], whenever you choose to act in accordance
with the Higher Good, for All, for another brother or sister’s wellbeing. Seek that, through the higher you, to be an enhancer of wellbeing, for
others, and you shall do this for yourself too. For in what you give, so do you get. You reap from the seeds that you sow. You are dearly loved, our
I dont speak or type that way. I use paragraphs and I just dont use my words like that and dont know anyone except my granny that did/does. She raised
me and is gone now. Died when I was 14. She was my Mama. But really my granny.
I wouldnt type/talk to myself or about myself in third person.
Can someone help me try to understand this so I can put it away? I begged for my calling and right now believe this to be sent to me. But to think it
went through my fingers onto a computer is crazy talk. Why would I be so special with an ego to think I prayed and my message was sent to/through
Wtf is this? I need a head Dr? This aint cool man.