Opinion, Spirituality

What is “lightworking”?

Let’s talk about the role of the Lightworker. If they exist, what exactly do they do?

I believe the notion of the existence of people who were placed on the planet to serve as Lightworkers is an irrelevant topic not worth my consideration for too long at present. I have my concerns that labelling oneself “Lightworker”, “Starseed” or “Twin Flame” is an attachment to a story or identity whereby individuals place some sort of idea of extraordinary importance or “specialness” on themselves and my gut-feeling is that attachment to stories and perceived identities is probably the mother-of-all-spiritual-fuck-ups.

It smells like separation illusion or grandiose illusion to me.

But, Jesus was supposed to have been real and there are many stories like the story of Jesus where we are told that some people really are special and important and here to serve some great spiritual purpose. They are to do greater and bigger things than the rest of us!

I’ll keep an open mind towards it, but mainly I’m here today to assert that if Lightworkers exist, people may be mistaken about the role Lightworkers are supposed to play.

I’m also going to openly suppose that they may not exist in the way people suggest and in fact, anybody is capable of lightworking and may do it at times.

So, what could be the real role of a Lightworker?

Shining a light on shadows is lightworking.

Shining a light on lies and exposing them as a lie is lightworking.

Shining a light, so that the truth is exposed, however uncomfortable it may be for people is true lightworking.

The sharing of truth, true knowledge and wisdom is lightworking that makes true healing for every individual and the planet possible.

And the truth is, the truth is not always welcome or a comfortable thing to be exposed to.

You know this stuff. You’ve probably experienced it before. Maybe you found out your spouse or partner was cheating on you. That’s a classic example where sudden knowledge of the truth probably hurt like Hell.

You may have been warned of the truth as sometimes being a painful thing as a young child, learning about creation through the Christian Bible.

Adam and Eve, once they had consumed the fruit of The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, committed the original sin and immediately became uncomfortable and covered their naked bodies, hiding in shame.

Adam and Eves story might as well be as good as an explanation as any that knowledge can hurt and bring about catastrophic or tragic consequences. The more we know, the more uncomfortable we may be, at least for a while.

The truth is, exposure to a Lightworker, if that is what some people are (or if lightworking is what some people do on occasion), wont always make you feel good.

Some people don’t want to be exposed to truths. They want the illusions they’ve grown attached to be reinforced by the people around them. They prefer to sit in an echo chamber. Illusions are sometimes nicer than reality.

Some people will almost certainly respond with anger and aggression upon exposure to a Lightworker.

Simply spreading “love and light” i.e the spreading of positive vibes is not the real, complete work of the Lightworker and not a lasting, viable way to raise the vibrations of the planet to the highest point, because it is not enough to highlight shadows.

In fact, sometimes precedence over spreading positive vibes instead of doing the truth-work is an attempt to bypass light and shadow work. This cannot be done and so it serves only the smallest and most temporary amount of good purpose.

Being positive or kind is a wonderful thing to be and has an impact on your surroundings, raising vibrations to a degree, but the role of the Lightworker has to be light exposure on a permanent and much deeper level. Do not confuse lightworking with day to day acts of kindness.

Shining a light on the false stories that keep us enslaved would be the true work of Lightworkers. That is sometimes the impact of The Sun in the tarot deck.

You can look to the metaphors and explanations of the Major Arcana in tarot to help you to understand.*

The Major Arcana is 22 cards that are metaphors for stages of life, archetypes, and processes of, or triggers of, enlightenment.

The Sun is arguably metaphorically the Lightworkers card. It is a truth card, coming right towards the end of the deck, before Judgement and The World. It is an enlightenment card.

For many The Sun is simply a “happiness” card and you will find it’s nature as a truth exposing card overlooked, much like what it probably means to be a Lightworker is often overlooked.

In Buddhist philosophy there is understanding that ignorance is at the root of suffering. The inability to see the truth and what really is, is directly in the way of inner peace and happiness and so for The Sun to result in happiness, there must be an enlightening truth-bomb dropping with it.

The cards that follow this period of enlightenment can be looked at in various ways.

Judgement could be that moment you are stood at the gates of Heaven, waiting to find out if you’re in or out or the resulting higher state of consciousness that followed the enlightening Sun. The World is completion. It’s the end of a cycle. That could be Heaven or Heaven on Earth.

I reiterate, that the last three cards show a process of truth and enlightenment that signals the end of suffering, the resulting higher state of consciousness or gateway to Heaven and then the moment of completion where you go to Heaven or bring it down to Earth. It is stages of enlightenment or transcendence that begin by knowing truth.

We know from just about every story ever, The Devil is and always will be humankinds adversary. He’s the bad guy. The Devil is all about being chained to enslaving illusions. It’s materialism, it’s the 7 Deadly Sins, it’s the stories and lies you’ve became attached to. It’s addiction. It’s anything that keeps you attached to him and the truth out-of-reach.

But knowledge of The Devil exposes that shadow to the light and thereby you are given opportunity to break free of the enslavement.

Exposure to The Sun could bring about almost catastrophic consequences such as The Tower upon revealing the truth (for the greater good), change like Death, or the forced introspection and seclusion of The Hermit. The Sun doesn’t always make you feel immediately good, but true happiness and healing will be the eventual result according to Tarot.

The Devil can influence you to forever remain The Fool, or to be suspended like The Hanged Man, but can certainly evoke false feelings of The World and completion. The beast will, by any means necessary, try to keep you enslaved by illusion for as long as possible.

I would say that during my time in large “Lightworker” social media communities I’ve learned that the Lightworker is in trouble! A huge portion of so-called Lightworkers are LIEworkers and people who fancy themselves a Lightworker and are trying to learn about it are being exposed to the LIEworkers more than genuine lightwork.

A huge portion of people have the inability to discern truth from lies, and so are being misled. They are in desperate need for The Sun to shine down on them.

We can’t forget the con-man. The con-men are out there, knowingly and deliberately lieworking in the false name of lightworking for profit and personal gain.

People crave enlightenment. They want to be awake and many talk about their “Awakening” as if it is done and they are complete and awake now. But you can’t wake up telling yourself a bedtime story designed to see you off to sleep. You can’t wake up the rest of world with bedtime stories.

The Lightworker is to open the curtains, point out that it’s daytime and tell you to save your stories for later. The Lightworker will turn on the bedroom light and ask why, at 41 years old, you are still reading fairytales. The Lightworker might even drag you out of your bedroom and force you into the cotton fields where you’re going to be forced to work harder than you ever have in your life.

Quite frankly, from what I’ve seen, the Lightworker is probably the person a lot of people in these communities quickly become furious with.

*Note: I have been using The Enchanted Tarot deck by Amy Zerner and Monte Farber since I was about 8 years old and I draw on the description and interpretations of the cards in this deck for my article.

Opinion, Personal, Spirituality

Forgiving the Unforgivable

Maybe we shouldn’t be thinking of forgiveness as a permanent act. Maybe we recognise forgiving as a potentially impermanent state of being.

Some people may have noticed I hadn’t kept my promise of posting at least once a month. I didn’t contribute anything to this blog during March and tonight’s contribution may be something that’s forced, rather than flowing freely.

March might be the biggest month of any year for me. It’s an exciting time because of the spring equinox, which usually falls on my birthday. The equinox feels like the real beginning of the New Year. My brothers birthday also falls in March, though I don’t see a lot of him these days. My son’s birthday is just a few days before mine.

March also brings plenty of sad reminders. It marks the anniversary of the first death that ever affected me on a deep level, the death of “Auntie” Sarah, a close friend of my Aunt and mother.

March marks the anniversary of my wedding to my childhood sweetheart, the date of his disappearance a year later (which falls on my brother’s birthday), the date of his death and the date of his funeral (which was also the date of our first wedding anniversary). I didn’t attend the funeral, though I was the one to begin arranging it.

Yep, March is a big month and sometimes I wince when I notice the date and remember the significance of it.

So far, since his death in 2015, March has been that month where I feel like I’m most likely to be contacted by ex-in-laws. One year, my ex-sister-in-law appeared on my doorstep. This year it appears a friend of hers, “Kazza Evans”, had been sent to leave comments for me on my public Facebook posts instead. The sister-in-law currently has me blocked having already visited my profile to pester me last November.

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A comment left on my wall on the 4th March 2019

I’ll try to cut a very long story short.

My relationship with my son’s father was toxic, damaging, included abuse and yet I stayed in it for almost six years, marrying him right towards the end of the relationship.

I don’t need to explain or justify things. Anybody who knows how abusive relationships work, or how even non-abusive, but completely wrong-for-you relationships work completely understand how easily you can step into a marriage unconsciously, go through life on auto-pilot and ignore everything wrong with your life until you suddenly can’t ignore it any more.

It happens. It could happen to you. It’s happened to lots of people.

When I began to deconstruct and end my marriage, I was open and honest about my reasons why. My ex-husband was well aware that I had a long list of complaints and issues with his behaviour, but that sex abuse topped the list. I’d said that now his behaviour was affecting our son negatively, I could no longer use the excuse that staying with him and continuing to suffer myself was best for our son.

In short, my ex knew all the reasons the relationship was ending and he knew that I did not under any circumstances consent to him touching me. Yet the time between me first speaking my truth and him finally leaving our home spanned five months, forcing me to spend another Christmas with him and giving him plenty more chances to change his ways or do something to fix things.

He had more chances than he deserved. And he assaulted me twice more in those five months, as well as continuing other behaviours on my list of complaints.

I was as benevolent as I could be, for as long as I could be, because I cared about him despite everything. I never even saw him as a horrible, vindictive man until the weeks leading up to his death, when I decided perhaps I’d been looking at him through rose-tinted glasses for most of my life.

That man was a rapist and I didn’t even get mad or hate him until the very end, after I’d kicked him out and he started doing things like making false reports against me to child protection services and coming into my home uninvited, going through my things, tearing up my clothes and reading my private conversations with people on my computer.

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A comment from my ex-sister-in-law left under one of my blog shares on Facebook, in November 2018

So, he abused me. He then began tormenting me after he left my home. Then he, I suppose after his mental health really declined, rather selfishly took his own life.

As a Mental Health First Aider and someone interested in supporting people with their mental health, I’m not supposed to say suicide is selfish. The subject came up during training. We discussed suicide and the psychologist leading the training sympathetically addressed all people who have committed suicide as “victims”.

I was triggered, of course, and had to remind the psychologist and the rest of the class that infamous serial killer Fred West took his own life in prison. In fact, lots of abusers, rapists and killers have taken their own lives once they no longer have the control they are used to (consider it one final act of taking control) and thanks to my personal experience with my own abusers suicide, I can safely say some (if not all) suicides are fucking selfish.

The psychologist had tears in her eyes, as she quietly agreed that I made a very good point.

My ex took his own life, but before his body had even been found I was being accused of murdering him. According to ex-in-laws, I either killed him through the method of “covert psychological murder”, suggesting that I’m the one that abused him, or I killed him with voodoo dolls and witchcraft.

The claims about witchcraft didn’t come out of nowhere. I make no secret of the fact I’ve always been called a witch my whole life, but one of the lesser known facts of this whole sorry story is that actually, in the weeks leading up to my exes death, when he was causing me a lot of trouble and I began to really feel the effects of the trauma I’d been going through, I’d been confiding in my friend Nate on Skype about the whole ordeal.

Nate is a practising witch and shaman from the US, and he was so horrified by my story, he suggested I try to tackle my issues with my ex through magical methods. He was so angered that I had been abused, he said that my ex should and could be killed, with magic. He began suggesting various Gods and demons that could be summoned. I wasn’t sure what to think, and told Nate that I couldn’t kill anybody.

Not only was I not even convinced or sure that what Nate was suggesting is even possible, but I just did not feel that it was morally right to go around killing people, by any methods.

This was a private conversation on my private home laptop, that my ex-husband (or someone else coming into my home on his behalf) had read. Whether they read the whole conversation or not, I don’t know, but for all those whom ever wondered why these bizarre claims are being made, this is it. Someone genuinely suggested killing my ex with witchcraft, and it wasn’t even me! And my ex had to come into my house uninvited and go through my stuff to even know about it.

I’m amazed my ex-in-laws and anybody else involved feel like the good guys in this story. I spent weeks clutching police alarms, refusing to sleep, terrified because even after his death, people were still using his key to come into my house until the locks were changed. One of my neighbours, who was fond of my ex and his brothers, was trying to convince me I was actually being haunted by my ex, so I had obviously strong reasons to suspect that even he was involved in this campaign of torment.

How did these people convince themselves I am the bad guy in this story?

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This screenshot is essentially proof that people were coming into my home using my exes spare key following my exes death. The photo mentioned, which was in Trudi’s possession, was left in my kitchen one afternoon in April 2015.

I had to continue to live in my ex-marital home for three years, with that suspicious neighbour always just across the street. I spent most of that time terrified and not knowing who I could trust, because people right on my doorstep seemed to believe my ex-in-laws instead of me.

It didn’t matter that I’d had all the proof in the world and my ex had been having to manipulate situations and evidence to try to make me look bad. Didn’t matter that I was given Legal Aid to fight him in court the exact same week the BBC ran a story explaining domestic abuse victims weren’t being granted Legal Aid because most of them couldn’t provide sufficient evidence they were victims.

I want to add that as well as very publicly being accused of abusing and murdering my abuser, repeatedly, I’ve also been accused of having affairs and “posting my tits all over the Internet”. I was accused of having Antisocial Personality Disorder, and being a criminal, drug addict and alcoholic too!

My ex-husband cheated on me several times, including on my 23rd birthday with my brothers long-term girlfriend and childhood sweetheart whereas I’ve never cheated on anybody.  I very rarely drink, am most certainly not a drug addict and do not have Antisocial Personality Disorder, and thanks to the claims made about me in 2015, had to prove all of these things in court a little later that year.

Leaving the ex was the hardest thing I ever did. It should’ve meant the end of my torment and troubles, but instead it carried on or began popping back up here and there out of nowhere, every time I thought I closed that horrible chapter of my life and moved on.

Yes, just when I think I’ve came to terms with it all, forgiven and tried to see things from everyone else’s point of view, I’m called a murderer and an adulterer whose naked all over the Internet again and I feel a mixture of rage and sickness so deep in my core that in the past it’s made me physically and emotionally ill for a prolonged period.

I suppose I didn’t forgive yet, even though I keep on trying. I don’t know if I ever can.

My ex and his siblings had a negligent, abusive childhood. My ex-sister-in-law is one of the most unstable, unwell people I’ve ever met, thanks to her unstable upbringing and I try to remind myself they are or were the way they are or were, because they hadn’t had very good lives. I try to remember my ex lied to everybody about our split and relationship and it’s just easier for some people to portray me as evil than it is to accept the truth.

It’s easier for my ex-sister-in-law to blame me for his suicide, than consider the fact that the day he ran away, he was begging me to take him back while she bombarded him with something like 50 text messages. The messages came one after the other, despite his lack of response and included a threat to falsely report him to the Department of Work and Pensions for benefit fraud.

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Our last conversation is not a pleasant read, but at no point does he deny the abuse and instead apologises a number of times for “doing wrong”. He deleted the conversation from his own phone before taking his life.

One of the last things my ex screamed down the phone to me was “I can’t go back to Trudi’s, she doesn’t want me there. Please let me come home.”

I said no. I was not responsible for the life or death of the man I had given chance after chance. I spent years spineless, so I could bend as far over backwards for him as possible. He dominated and controlled every aspect of my life.

I can’t be sorry for taking my life back, and a lot of people should feel sorry and ashamed for their behaviour towards me.

I’m supposed to forgive everyone that’s ever wronged me, or hurt me, because that’s what Jesus or Buddha would do. That’s the suggestion made in just about every spiritual circle and what every spiritual healer or life coach will tell you. I wont be able to be happy, have a good life or attract the right things into my life if I hold onto anger over the past and towards people.

Apparently.

But am I really “holding onto anger” though, or do I keep letting go of it repeatedly? Isn’t it only stirred up again whenever I have to recall these events I really don’t want to talk about any more? Aren’t I simply feeling completely justifiable feelings when I have to read another post about me being a murderer on the Internet?

Am I just not reacting as if a bullet has hit me, when someone has pulled the trigger? Is this not completely normal and human?

Am I really failing to forgive all of the time, or do I succeed in my attempts at forgiveness sometimes? Aren’t I only unforgiving sometimes, but forgiving at all other times? Why is that not good enough?

Am I not absolutely fine, in the here and now, until somebody makes my past the now, again? Do I not accept everything? Have I not used these events as an opportunity for amazing personal growth? Don’t I even find myself able to empathise with those causing me hurt? Don’t I only sometimes suffer with bad feelings that make me feel bad?

Aren’t thoughts and feelings transient things?

Isn’t it enough that I am spending time mastering awareness and observation of my feelings, instead of allowing myself to become my feelings?

We cannot insist that a patient forgives someone who has deeply, and forever, harmed them. And, we certainly do not want to make our patients feel guilty because they cannot do something superhuman (forgive the unforgivable).

~ Mark Banschick M.D.
Psychology Today

I think maybe I do forgive, when I’m in a forgiving state, or perhaps not thinking about any of this at all. And I think maybe I don’t forgive when I’ve been triggered and am clearly in an unforgiving state. Seems pretty fucking straightforward to me. Seems like all that stuff I read about needing to forgive is just a load of unreasonable crap that doesn’t really take real life and how it works into account. But maybe I’m wrong.

Maybe the spiritual pressure to forgive is not at all unreasonable and the human mission genuinely is to become superhuman and stop feeling pain when somebody hits you.