The day before yesterday was weird.
Like… SUPER weird.
It all started when my Soul told me that for the next few months, we’d be working on a certain project (I won’t reveal what it is just yet).
A project I have wanted to create for a very, very long time.
I’d tried to bring it to life many times before, but never succeeded. It felt like it just wasn’t meant to be.
But in the last couple of months, my life changed drastically.
Because I had changed.
And I started to feel that this new version of me might finally be able to do it.
So two days ago, my Soul informed me that we would try again.
Without hesitation, I jumped straight into the work.
The moment I started, something strange happened.
Something I didn’t even realize until the end of the day.
I had become my old self again, the version of me from a couple of months ago, when I last tried to develop this project. The same self that failed before.
For the whole day, I repeated the same mistakes.
I saw things from the same perspective.
I experienced my surroundings in the same way I used to.
I even fell back into my old habits.
At the end of the day, I looked at what I had created and thought, “Well, not bad.”
But then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. It was as if something suddenly snapped me out of that strange state I was in.
I returned to my normal self.
To the version of me I identify with now.
Completely different from who I used to be.
It felt like I had just woken up from a dream or a deep hypnosis. I could not believe I had not noticed that I was a completely different person the entire day.
I was shocked and speechless.
When I finally calmed down, I looked again at what I had created as my old self.
What had seemed “not bad” just moments before now felt like complete nonsense, something I would never create as my current self.
Nothing about that day made sense.
So I turned to my Soul for an explanation.
It told me that this happened because, deep down, I still identified with certain parts of my old self. And this experience was a chance to finally let them go for good.
But before that could happen, they needed to be brought to the surface.
I love the analogy that Spiritual cleansing is like cleaning your drawers.
You open the drawer, take out the old things, look at them, and then let them go.
This experience was exactly that.
An opportunity to remember who I once was.
And to realize that it is no longer who I am now.
It was the first step in our new project.
Like throwing away unnecessary things from a sailboat so it can move faster.
Or making space in the drawer so life can fill it with something new.
If you ever experience something similar, the same thing might be happening to you.
I love you so!
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