Last night after dark, I was cleaning up around the house and as I opened the front door to shake out the rug from the hallway, a wolf spider skittered in and it came at me fast.
If you’ve ever seen a wolf spider, you know what I’m talking about. And if you haven’t, google it. These small, but furry, menacing-looking, fast moving creatures are pretty scary in appearance. Yet, they aren’t poisonous at all.
Despite knowing this, as the furry little monster ran across the top of my feet, I shrieked.
So there I was, a spider running through my house and me, screaming about it in the hallway.
If I didn’t have eyes, I wouldn’t have seen it. But since I do have eyes, I was able to see something that caused me a real fright.
All day yesterday, before capturing a glimpse of the spider, I used my eyes to see things that brought me joy and delight. I read some books, I admired my dog and told her how cute she was, I watched a documentary on museums that I really enjoyed. Today, I sat on a riverbank and laughed as I watched some nearby ducks take baths.
I used my eyes for enjoying and seeing beautiful, enlightening things.
Clairvoyance is sometimes scary.
Sometimes, when you open the door to clairvoyance, a spider scurries in across your feet and you really wish it hadn’t. Sometimes, you see things that surprise, startle and scare you.
In fact, for years, I consciously went to bed each night, begging to not have dreams, in fear I’d have a scary nightmare. I begged to not have clairvoyance. I begged for my abilities to be taken away from me. And during this time, I didn’t dream anything. Nothing at all. No dreams, for years.
In this begging to not see, I didn’t see anything psychically or in my dreams. Nothing beautiful. Nothing truthful. Nothing that would enrich my life. And also, I didn’t see anything scary. And I gave up all of those potential great dream opportunities, for the fear that one time, one night, or in one meditation, I would see something I didn’t want to see. When I covered my eyes and choose to not see, I prevented myself from seeing and experiencing 1,000 possible beautiful things, that could have come from psychic sight.
Being afraid of clairvoyance, is like fearing your whole life for that one wolf spider, and choosing to walk around with a blindfold on - just in case.
Clairvoyance is more often beautiful.
Most of the time, when I open the front door of my house, a wolf spider does not scurry in. But rather, I feel the cool morning breeze of fall. I admire the leaves on the lilac bush next to my porch. I look up at the sky and can predict what the day might be like. I admire other people out on walks and predict what their days might be like.
Eyes see it all. Eyes see the exact truth, if you keep them open.
The beautiful, the scary, the startling, the enlightening, the poignant, the mundane, the natural, the normal, the unique, the preposterous, the unbelievable, the magical.
If I didn’t have the gift of sight, I would have never seen the spider scurry across the floor, but it still would have come in through the front door. I would have been saved a short burst of fear, but I would have then been stuck with a spider crawling all over my house, that I didn’t know anything about. To me, that’s much more awful than a momentary encounter.
Even if clear seeing is sometimes scary, I would rather see the spider, so that I can do something about it (removing it from my house, for example), than to unknowingly go all my life with a house now-populated with spiders.
I would rather see the truth than to not see it and be in a worse situation for refusing to see it at all.
Sometimes you like what you see, other times you don’t.
But once you know the truth of something, you are far better equipped to deal with it, than when you didn’t.
Thankfully, you change what you see by changing what you focus your attention on.
With clairvoyance, this is also true. Right now, I’m sitting outside on a patio and if I wanted to, I could get down on my hands and knees and search for and find about 1,000 spiders. Or, I could look around me and try focus on what is beautiful, unique and great about this patio right now.
With clairvoyance and with any type of seeing, it’s the same. You can choose to search for the scary, for the spiders, or close your eyes and your abilities off all together just in case you see something you don’t like. Or, you can choose to open your eyes and seek out the good dreams, the beautiful, the positive and the loving.
It’s your choice.
Almost ready to open your psychic eyes?
Begin to practice opening up other, less ‘in your face’ intuitive abilities, such as clairaudience or clairsentience. Sometimes, it’s far easier to hear or feel the truth, than it is to be confronted with it smack in the face.
Then, start a journey learn about your version of wolf spiders - whatever it is that scares you about psychic seeing or clairvoyance. Worried about ghosts? Don’t want to see dead people?
Once you commit to learning about what scares you, you often find that it - whatever it is - is really not that bad. The first time I saw a wolf spider, I was horrified. Then I decided to find out for myself more about them. Turns out, they’re relatively harmless.
All the love,