This was the 2nd Soul Release of the day, I was pretty tired.
Pain in neck below the skull. Like someone had their hand around the back of my neck and they were giving me a squeeze.
All right…who is this?
I feel the hand is attached to a huge mans hand and it gloved in black fabric with metal sewn on it. Very medieval. I’m feeling like he’s grabbing me by the neck.
I think I’m a man, small in comparison to this gloved handed man. I feel like a wimpy man with a bald head on top and hair only along the sides. The giant man has me off my feet and hanging from his hand.
Another man comes from behind the gloved huge guy and it seems he is the boss. The gloved man is a guard or something. The white little man was trying to run, I think.
I still feel the hand on my neck, but I don’t think it’s about the little man. ok, please release the pressure on my neck and back up! I think I’m here for the boss man?
Now the information is flooding into my mind… He is the enforcer in this area or castle or something. (oh, we are in a damp dungeon area and I see sticks that are fire on the walls lighting the passage.)
The boss reminds me of a character in the Robin Hood movie. The stupid nephew of the sheriff of Knotting Ham. Oh, he didn’t like that. (the stupid part) But that’s the “feeling” I’m getting. He too is in a long coat over all black clothing and heavy boots that go high on his calf. (like the guy in the movie!)
He’s strong and smart.
Oh, he says he’s not so smart, he got himself in this situation. He says he let his ego get the better of him.
What do you mean and what are you referring to? (I take it that he’s referring to his job.)
I find no purpose in terrorizing people for a mad mans pleasure! I was a young proud man when I met my Lord and I was so honored that he had taken me under his wing. I admired this man and I pledged loyalty to him. I had no idea what that pledge would do to me and to my life. It was a horrible existence- at first I loved the power and respect it warranted me, but as that weaned, I found that my Load was a man that had at any moment changed his fancy and I was to do the dirty work of dealing with his indegressions. It was brutal and pointless and it caused so much suffering on a whim of the Lord.
I learned to hate this responsibility and I had no idea on how to get out of it.
There is so much distrust and waining of loyalty here. I could trust no one with my true thoughts and desires. I was watched and evaluated for my behaviors. I wanted to let people go, allow them to flea, but it would be noted and seen as a weakness in me. I couldn’t afford that – for the Lord would find dis-favor on me and I would be taken to the dudgeons….or worse.
At times, I was so disheartened to this situation I was in, I relished the thought of it ending. Live by the sword and die by the sword. I was noting but a goon picking on scared little people for no good reason.
So I understand your feelings and concern, but how did you die?
I was betrayed. I was jumped by one of my men that wanted my position in the Lords territory and my neck was slashed. I would of gave him this position if I could of. But I was so betrayed by him. I had taken him under my wing and he did this to me! He took my life! He was a brutal man, I knew it but I never would have thought he would do this to me. I was like his father in many ways and he dishonored me!
So is that why your stayed? Did you want revenge?
Yes, Yes for a long time I wanted to get revenge on that man. I was so betrayed because he pledged his loyalty to me. But after a long time, and after many ways that I could do things to cause him hardships, I saw that I had no resolve to my feelings. It was not worth it. So I left him alone. I then started to help the people that the Lord would send to the dudgeons. I would assist in preventing the poor from falling into the Lords traps.
I did all that I could. The Lord was finally killed in bed by his daughter with a knife. He was taking her for himself (sexually) and when he was done with her and pushed her aside for another conquest, she made her way into his bed one last time and killed him in his sleep. And his madness ended there, with that one deed.
But I didn’t not find comfort in that final act.
I have been lost in myself since then. My purpose was for not. I am still at his entrapment. I just want to get out of this horrible place. I am done. I have nothing else to do and noting to revenge and nothing to accomplish. I would like to leave.
Ok, I can help you.
That is what I understand.
Ok, is there a place that you were the happiest? A place that you were before you got yourself in to this predicament? A love perhaps?
Yes, I did love once, I had many woman, but only one love.
I see a young girl with blond hair and a wonderful odd hat that fit around her head, It was a beautiful blue like wedgwood blue and it had studs on it. She had a beautifully matching dress that had a lot off white lace in places. They are out side and he’s a young man.
I see that he loved her, but he was very ambitious and full of ego and pride. He wanted to make something of himself and had great aspirations. I could hear him boast to her about his dreams. She was quite and lovely and knew that he would not be able to treat her with the love she so desired, seeing that he loved power and appointments more then her. She was a simple girl that witnessed all that ego and pride in her own family and all around her. And all she wanted was to live a happy love filled life. She knew that he would not be able to give her that. So she allowed him to move away from her. She did marry and it crushed him but he too knew that she needed more then he could give her. He wished her well.
I said, that is lovely and sad and it was beautiful in this garden you two where in. Do you want to go back there? He said yes, could she be there? I said I’ll ask, and if she wants to, I’m sure she’ll be there.
Next we are in that garden, but I don’t see her. I feel his sadness. We go over by the tree that was very stately in that garden and I asked if this would be a good place to leave from?
He said yes, it was.
He looked so young here, the hardness that I saw and felt from him seemed to had just disappeared. He was a young man again.
I asked him if he would like to say anything before he goes?
He said that he wishes he had the power to go and get away from that life. He wished he knew how it would strangle him of any joy and happiness. He wished he knew the downfall of power before he grasped it with both hands, and in the end it was an illusion. He was the one trapped. He wished he new that when he was in this beautiful garden with that young woman, and made a different choice.
I’m listening to him talk and then I see the young woman has joined us but she was peeking out from around the tree. He did not see her at first because he was facing me away from the tree.
I said – ok, I think you are ready, but there is one more thing before you go.
What is that?
I think someone wants to go with you.
I nodded to the tree and he turned around and she gave a nice lady like laugh and he reached for her and pulled her to him! OH it was so sweet and beautiful!
She said, I have been waiting for you, are you ready?
I certainly am!
They took hands and walked into the light, without a look back!
That was the best!
Oh! I see all these people come out of the garden, men, woman and old people and young viral men. They were a lot of people and they just stared to walk in to The Light following the two of them.
I gather this is the people that have been attached to him BY HIM. All his “ghosts” of the action he took on behalf of the Lord….They don’t seem to be as solid as he was, they do look kind of transparent. And they are not so animated, but they seem to be his ghosts. The people he would not let go of…wow. cool.
They just walked into The Light too. Let me sit and let it go on…
Wow, I see so many, but I also see the man that killed this man and the Lord. He was still tied to them too for some reason…….
Quite a number of people here…they are still coming. The last one to run in was a small boy who displeased the Lord by not putting a step ladder under the horse properly! wow!
Ok, the garden is clear, the porthole is gone.
I’m just sitting here looking around. You would never know that all this beauty of a garden could be in a time of such needless violence and ego.
Ok, Timingo anymore?
Rest. (Timingo said)
Ok, I do need to eat.