Yum Yum Energetic Alphabet Soup….by Adele Marie
I remember growing up with my
brothers and cousins sitting at the kitchen table or the front porch at my grandmother’s
house and looking down upon my bowl of alphabet soup. Finding a whole world of
possibilities floating around at the tip of my spoon, where the letters dodge
my every move or appear ready for the taking. With every dip into the warm
broth, total concentration etched across my face as I watch the letters I
needed slide and sink away in concealment. Being a child of curiosity and
liking challenges, never giving up in trying to bring the letters back to the
surface as they float around in their home of obscurity and light. We would see
who could spell the fastest or create the next word to stump the others. Yelling
out when we won in the battle of words. And then the times when all you needed
was just one more letter to complete your word and being thrown off balance by
it hiding from your view finally deciding to move on to the next word. Laughing
and sharing in the moments of our lives. The memories that come to the surface
are the memories in which we still live our journey today.
The mirror of images and
memories floating around in that soup effectively reflecting today on how it
all ties together in our energetic pathway called life. Our journey as
children, a teenager and being an adult…the choices that we have made in life
to bring us to where we are now. I remember hearing stories when I was younger
of someone having skeletons in their closets…I used to laugh as I would run to
the closest doors throwing them open and looking for the skeletons that was
said to be there…finding nothing. Nope, no skeletons hanging around inside those
closets were such a disappointment and then too, it lead me on a journey to
understand what those skeletons were.
I knew that everyone lived
their life with goals, some with a one-set mind as they say and others with
different agendas than what they seem to place out around them to those
individuals aimlessly walking around. So I would start to watch others in how
they would deal with life: people, places, events, situations, verbal exchanges
and how their energies would bounce all over the place or stay completely
indifferent to the surroundings they lived through. Everyone seemed to be
covering something up when they were visiting or standing near someone else. Hmmm…as
a child this then made me even more curious. But still… no skeletons to be seen
in any of the closets.
Growing up I started noticing
how individuals would cover their mouths when they spoke to one another and why
they did so. Usually when someone was walking past them or standing near. All I
knew was the energy was not always placed where it should have been. And all of
the electrical currents of energy was amazing to see and feel between
individuals. Moreover as far as I could see, still no closest and no skeletons
where anywhere near the vicinity.
What I did notice was that an
individual’s electrical energy system that would be displayed to me was in a
variety of different patterns. I began noticing the difference when someone was
happy, sad, angry, lost, humiliated, hiding something from view, altered with
alcohol or drugs, untruthful, genuine, depressed, malicious, etc... And then
there would be a diagram displayed that showed the route this was being taken
and why. Sometimes in plain hard angles and sometimes flowing with such a grace
and elegance one could get lost in the moment. I could then start to
distinguish the systems of an individual’s energy to locate the source of their
despair or happiness, joy and triumphs, death and life. Like bare bones being
laid out that interconnect to make the whole. Hmm…a skeletal pattern…some being
displayed very clearly and some as being obscure in what was being shown. A
mixture just like when I was young and seeking answers in my alphabet soup.
What would happen then would
be for me to journey to seek the answers that was always traveling through my
mind. The Journey…
We all have a journey here to
unfold according to the direction that we travel, whether this is by words and
actions or thoughts and creation. We journey through this life with a set of dreams
or goals in mind or aimlessly wondering and stumbling through it. Either way we
all end up at the same point in time somewhere along the way. We end up living
our lives through free will of choice and at the same time, by a society that
we are energetically attached to for an outcome that is directed by the choices
made before us. The skeletal pattern of mixed alphabet soup remains there to
seek within the discoveries that lie waiting. And as far as the old saying of
“skeletons in the closet”, well…everyone has them. Everyone has had a journey
whether they like it or not of lessons learned and to be learned. A collection
of letters that we utilize to express who we are, what we are and why we do
what we do. Who then are we to judge another in their journey of creating a
better bowl of alphabet soup?
What comes to mind when you
think of your bowl of alphabet soup? Memories, so many of memories flooding
through your mind that it shall make you laugh no matter that anyone else is
around. Everything that you feared to everything that you enjoy. Good, bad or indifferent they are all there.
It is to take what comes at you and see it for what it is and then sending it
on its way with as much love as you have. To take all that you have experienced
and lived through in joy as the learning lessons to be the better you. For they
are your memories of what you have experienced in your lifetime, not that of
someone else’s choosing, or is it? Either way, when it all comes down to it, no
matter what you believe is in someone’s skeletal closet that they have lived
through, it is their skeleton of energetical pathways of their journey here in
this lifetime. Celebrate that journey with them as we each live our own.
Take me for an example; I
have many names that I have lived in this lifetime. Some names are given to me
through marriage some by the work that I do. And with each one it alters the
energetic map of my electrical energy pathways, my energy skeleton, and my
lessons earned and learned. And then the name I was born with, that was given
to me through an energy all its own, that of Adele Marie. We must not forget the
ones I choose with my work and profession, The Visionary Messenger™, and Angelic
Wise Ones®, for this is my own alphabet soup of energy that allows one to know
who I am and what I do. And for me, I would not have it any other way for my
closet is never closed to the viewing audience, why should it be? For if
someone can learn through my own experiences then my bowl alphabet soup has
been shared with love for all.
Remember it is your bowl of
alphabet soup memories that is there for you to dunk and scoop the words that
complete you in this energetic lifetime. It is that simple, for you can make or
create the journey to be one of pain or pleasure. One that no matter what
others say or do, they can never take your bowl away from you, only humbly take
the seat next to you and ask if you will share more.
Only you can always choose to
obscure the ingredients from others view with the words that float around aimlessly
as they look upon you or you can decide to change the energetic blueprint of tasty
ingredients that make your own soup alphabetically one that is shared by all.
To all the closet that are
left bare of skeletons that others say are there…is our own personal bowl of energetic
alphabet soup…yum, yum, yummmm...
Love, Laughter & Light,
Adele Marie
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