Hi everyone!
Welcome to Creative Advice from the Akashic Field,
My brand new sort of advice column in which I answer creative questions by going into people's Akashic records.
Our first letter was sent to me by E and here's what they wrote.
Hi,
I'm a writer and a successful one.
I'm obsessed with it and I always have been from the time I was a little kid.
I have no doubt it's my life mission and that it spans more than one lifetime.
However,
I struggle hard with imagination.
I love to put words together but often the story won't come with them.
I see my peers coming up with wildly imaginative tales but my stories just aren't as imaginative.
How can I get more in touch with my own imagination?
I know it's there.
E.
And here's my response to E.
Dear E,
Thank you so much for joining me on this adventure.
I'm so excited for this and I'm just so grateful you've decided to trust me with your question.
Here's what came up when I went into your Akashic records.
As soon as I opened your records I found myself surrounded by trees,
Massive trees.
I hadn't even asked your question yet and your record keepers were already nudging me to please realize that these trees were really tall and that I was on the floor.
That was very important to them,
That I realized I was on the forest floor and that it meant that I wasn't able to see the bigger picture,
The full picture,
From where I was.
It wasn't a dense forest so I was able to look around myself quite far but while I could look up and see how tall the trees were,
They kept reminding me I wouldn't be able to see their actual canopy from where I was standing.
I then heard the words,
They're afraid to fly.
Now when we go into the Akashic records they know what answers were coming forward so I wasn't too surprised they started giving me images and words before I was able to ask your question.
Once the visual of the forest had settled and was clear to me,
I did ask your question because I wanted to make sure that what they were showing me was in fact related to the question you sent me and wasn't part of another message they had for you.
Once I let them know that your question was how can I get more in touch with my own imagination,
The image shifted.
A giant tree,
Bigger than a sequoia but about as tall,
Appeared right at the center of the forest and there were steps around the entire trunk.
It was a proper staircase with a railing and everything.
You were at the base of the staircase with one hand on the railing and I felt like you were pondering something.
You weren't focused on the tree,
You were looking all around yourself at the surrounding trees and shrubs.
When I asked what it was you were pondering,
Your record keepers told me you were waiting to see whether a solution was going to pop up from behind a tree or appear from underneath a shrub,
A solution that meant you wouldn't have to start climbing that staircase.
It's then that I started feeling dread.
The idea that nothing was going to come save you from having to scale that tree brought a tightness to your chest and constricted your throat.
I asked the record keepers what we needed to know about this heaviness and constriction,
Where these physical feelings were coming from and I got this horrible sensation of being high up somewhere and being pushed off by someone to my demise.
The scene that unfolded was of you on a steady climb towards the height of your creative genius.
At one point you stopped to admire the view,
To appreciate how far you'd come already,
And then someone appeared behind you and pushed you.
When I asked what we needed to know about this moment,
Your record keepers told me you didn't see it coming.
That past life version of you still doesn't know who did it,
And now they don't know how to trust others with their success.
What if they climb up there again,
Only to plummet to their death again?
At this point,
It took me a to find the right next question.
I tried a few and kept being told it wasn't the question I needed to be asking.
I only received a proper answer when I asked how this fear has served you between that and this current lifetime,
And what they gave me was that it stopped you from standing out too much and making yourself into a target.
I then asked how this fear has limited you since then,
And what I got was that you became afraid to let your imagination soar free,
High over the treetops where it can get the full picture.
Your imagination showed up to me as a giant bird stuck in a cage that's barely big enough for it.
It can hop around,
But it can't spread its wings and fly.
So the reason they want you to climb that tree is because it will bring you in close contact with your imagination once you've set it free.
So what needs to happen is for you to climb that staircase,
Open that cage,
And let it out.
So I asked your record keepers how to make that happen.
What needed to be healed,
Cleared,
Or released for you to be able to climb the tree and set your imagination,
And yourself,
Free.
I immediately found myself back on the forest floor where you were sitting down,
Making yourself smaller,
And were white-knuckling the key to the cage.
They then gave me a few things for you to try.
Meditate on the fear.
Even though it isn't your fear,
Or much of your current incarnation's fear,
You're still carrying it.
It needs to be felt,
It needs to be acknowledged,
So it can leave your nervous system.
Have a conversation with your imagination as if it's outside of your cell.
Visualize your imagination sitting somewhere and ask it what it needs from you.
Don't ask that question just once.
Keep asking until your imagination is done sharing all its needs and desires.
Healing was needed around your feet because there were too many cords keeping you grounded.
So,
With your soul's permission,
I started the healing process by placing my hands on your feet and asking for any ties,
Cords,
Chains,
Ropes,
Etc.
That were keeping you from climbing that tree to be released,
Removed,
Or destroyed.
At the end,
Your right foot was cleared,
But there were still some cords attached to your left foot.
I asked your record keepers what to do about these and they told me that you,
During the homework they've given you,
So meditating on the fear and having a conversation with your imagination,
Will help release these cords.
If you still struggle to climb the metaphorical tree in a month,
They suggested seeking out an energy healer,
Like a Reiki practitioner,
To help release the remainders and to keep the cords from reattaching themselves.
Feeling the reading was coming to an end,
I asked whether there was anything else they wanted to share with you today and here's what they suggested.
Even though the fear is not yours,
Or not of this lifetime,
It might still rear its head as you're healing from its effects.
Write an empowering mantra for yourself that helps you focus on why you're setting yourself and your imagination free.
I wish you so much luck on this journey and I hope you find the and I can't wait to hear what it's like at the very top of that tree,
Where we are.
