Channeled by Pegue through Whisper
Pegue: “Whisper, imagine each aspect as a real person just like you. What if each one had a different purpose, a different personality and was unique only to itself?
When your Divine Soul planned your lifetime on Earth you had many desires. You wanted to experience everything, be everyone, and live every possible scenario. What if each aspect appeared in your life as an angel, a spirit guide or power animal? What if your aspects were able to cross over into each other’s lives, helping, supporting and guiding each other? Who better to help you than a part of your Divine Soul?
Like the rocks, all of you can slip in and out of each other’s lives in order to place cue cards in front of you. You then have the opportunity to choose how you want to react or if you want to learn, grow or expand in each situation.
It could be an angry clerk, someone who cuts you off on the freeway or a homeless person that looks at you. Your various aspects are able to play many parts in order to push one of your buttons .You then choose who you want to be. They help you decide when you want to come from anger or love. One of them, sometimes all of them, are always there for you. No matter what. As you succeed so do they. They learn from you and you learn from them.
What if you were never alone? What if one of your aspects came to hold you when you were sad, abused, hated or killed? Who better to hold you and nurture you than a part of your own soul?
Each aspect slips in and out of your illusional world in order to help you on your journey. You do the same for them.
(It is not the author or Whispers intention to make you believe or disbelieve the above writings. Each person finds his or her own path way .Seeds are planted and allowed to grow or not. If something resonates take it into your heart, if it doesn’t release it and find another pathway. There is no judgment in this. Our paths are unique. The fun in the adventure is to discover the seeds that help you gain insights into what is next.)
Watch for Part Three
The squirrel nodded and almost smiled at her. She felt the urge to kneel down and pet him. He’ll run away if I do. A message raced across her mind. “No, I won’t.” Slowly, she lowered herself. The squirrel stood firmly in place as she reached to stroke his head. He leaned into it like he had been waiting for years for that one simple gesture; that one stroke of love. He looked at her once again and scampered away.