The Feeling of Home

Originally posted on Jul 11, 2021 on medium.com/@shamandao

Photo by Giorgio Trovato on Unsplash

To lead someone home feels like a warm bath of sunlight with your eyes closed and not a care in the world. To watch a tear develop underneath their eyelashes, to trickle down their cheeks feels like a home run in the ninth inning at the World Series. Except instead of cheering fans, there are my clients’ cheering spirit teams from their Angels to Spirit Guides, to their family from another galaxy or another planet.

It’s the silent cheers that echo in the frequency sounds of our world to be only heard by myself and my client. They cry and I sniffle my cry to embrace the feeling of going home. Our true homes. The one within, the one in other dimensions.

I’ve never counted the times I have led my clients home to their home planets. For me to even say this constitutes that there are other beings on other planets, right? Absolutely. It’s unfathomable to say we are the only beings in the Universe with billions of other star systems and planets. But many humans on this Earth believe so.

Physicists and scientists have “analyzed 4,000 planets so far and of which, 20% seems to be Earth-like. Now that expanded to the galaxy means there are billions, billions of Earth-like planets, maybe even bigger than the Earth. To assume we’re the only one is the height of arrogance.” — Dr. Michio Kaku

I agree, Dr. Kaku.

What I’ve learned, witnessed, researched, and studied is the feeling of missing home. Sometimes you will meet a person and they will feel like home. Sometimes you will go to a foreign country and you feel at home. Sometimes the void of home keeps us searching this entire life for anything or anyone who resembles something similar. What is home?

I astral travel every day, meaning my soul leaves my body every single day and evening before my eyes close completely for my beauty nap. Except I used to wake up more exhausted than ever. That was before I learned how to instruct my soul to come back at a decent hour so my physical body could rest.

If you’re waking up exhausted after an eight-hour sleep, it might be your soul leaving your body the moment you close your eyes. Where’s your soul going? Most likely to your home planet, to have some fun, or to leave this energetic dense world to rejuvenate itself. News alert, we live in a very low dense vibrational world, who wouldn’t want to leave?

I’m going to be truthful to you guys, the first time I consciously astral traveled and then came back into my body, I let out a loaded sigh and began crying. Imagine going back home to the feeling of your loving family and the most loving energy to travel back to a place and time where greed, anger, ego rule? I allowed myself two and half days to process the feeling of sadness, of understanding, of acceptance of my role on this Earth plane.

The feeling of sadness is losing someone or something. Every time we come back to ourselves, when we find those soul fragments we didn’t know were severed from us, we lose the other part that was seeking. We lose it to look forward to the next step, the next chapter, the next book we are to write.

In death, there is birth. In birth, there is death. Both beginnings and endings happening at the same time. Both happenings to be honored to us, for us, by us.

When I’ve guided my clients to their esoteric homes and back in our sessions, I understand. When they open their eyes with tears gushing down, I understand, I’ve been where you have been. It’s okay. We’re here now, I tell them. I am there to hold them in that space, to remind them of why they chose to come here, and to allow them to be sad. Because learning and embracing being a human being is our birthright on this Earth plane. We need to learn how to enjoy being human.

Clara’s body moved slightly as she reclined on her makeshift pillow recliner in the spare bedroom. With her eyes closed, she was ready to begin. We’ve already had three other sessions within a year, the pandemic the world’s recess.

There was an enchanting feel around us as I began to regress her into the feeling that became more pronounced as she settled in. We both felt a warm bath of sunlight wash over us as she regressed to a white space with white pueblos on a cliff. She heard the ocean waves lap below.

Her tears flowed underneath her closed eyes as we stood in the village. “What does this feel like, Clara?” I asked her.

“Home,” she whispered through the cracking of her voice.

As an empath, I can feel another person’s feelings, thoughts, emotions. As a clairvoyant, I can see the visions of what my clients and others tell me. As a claircognizant, I know what they are saying is true. As a time traveler, I can be where my clients go in any space, time, and dimension. As a compassionate human being, I honor the experience of each individual I am with. I cried with Clara as she felt ‘home’ for the first time. I cried out of joy, respect, honor, and empathy as she stood in a space, time, and reality foreign to her in this realm.

A man appeared from one of the pueblo’s dressed in a long white robe, a long white pointy beard, and white hair. He seemed wise, very, very old, and god-like. It was the same spirit that showed up in our session last time but disappeared as soon as he appeared.

This time he stayed and observed Clara in her home, their home. He reminded me of an old Chinese wise man who would never harm anyone. “If this spirit had a name, what name would it be, Clara? The first thing that comes to mind,” I asked her.

“Merlin,” she replied, still under hypnosis.

• Merlin is a mythological figure prominently featured in the legend of King Arthur and best known as an enchanter or wizard.

More tears flowed gracefully, more remembrance, more love came through her. Mythical or not, he was very real in her session. We ended after Merlin told her what she needed to hear. I never needed to hear any of it, it was all for her.

Clara comes from a powerful family of healers in this life and previous lives. She’s one of the few I’ve met who has more healing power in her right hand than a thousand certified Reiki Masters. She has an innate glowing blue tint in her right hand that signifies magic in her esoteric veins. She was born like this while others have to go through certifications to achieve activation. All she has to do, like many others, is remember her gift. She needed to remember where she came from, why she is here and the feeling of safety that she can always go back to.

“Yeah, he shows up when I need him. I didn’t know who he was, but I knew that he felt very comforting like everything will always be okay,” Clara said after she opened her eyes. And okay it will be.

You never need to go outside, when the answers have always been within. Home will always be within. Lean inward.