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In-Vision Communiqué Week of Dec. 10, 2018

12/14/2018

 
 In-Vision Communiqué
 
In mysterious ways that I don’t completely understand but have gradually come to accept, I connect with highly empathically advanced spirit energies desiring to communicate messages.  These evolved energies seek to deepen and advance our conscious understanding and soul development.
 
Spirit energies communicate in their own interpretative language which is received through the senses, read by intuition, and illuminated by the heart.  It is the receiver who determines the personal message.  Please be mindful that intuition is meant to lead the intellect, as intellect is a disruptive force to intuition.
 
Week of December 10, 2018
 
THE DARK PATH OF PROFOUND TRAUMA
 
Vision:  I vividly observed a path of gray, packed-down dirt winding through a woodland thicket.  Darkness.  Dense trees and thick vegetation rose up the hills on either side of the path.  The path was very long.  All was dark. Then arrived an herb and vegetable garden, overgrown and tangled, full of brambles and brush.  Then the appearance of a city with a large, concrete type building that at first looked like a bank, a mercenary institution which then converted into an ancient gothic cathedral with tall spires.
 
A man emerged in priestly garb wearing a flat brimmed hat.  I realized he was a monsignor, a prominent authority in the Catholic Church.  His energy was very negative.  In front of him was a child, a little girl about nine, with long hair down her back wearing her Sunday-best winter coat.  The little girl was awestruck at the surroundings, looking up and all around.  I watched as she became physically entangled with the monsignor.
 
A long procession of priests appeared and I heard, “There was a mistake made,” wherein the priests were unmasked and shown to be thugs and mobsters.  The overwhelming sense was a mess of entanglement.
 
I then saw a river, clean and calm with some light around it and heard, “It takes a long time.”
 
This vision symbolizes the extreme complexity and struggle to overcome the tangled chaos, confusion and emotional pain of unresolved trauma and the lengthy, difficult path to wholeness.
 
It highlights the genesis of the trauma as corporate, institutional, and authoritarian, perpetuated against innocence and obedience.
 
It offers the assurance of light when the path is allowed to follow its natural course.
 
                                               * * *
 
 “ILLUMINATION THROUGH LOVE”
 
Vision:  A path winds through city and suburb.  There is a group:  parents leading several children, a dog tags along.  There is joy.  The group enters into a building, it looks like a church.  The group is united together.
 
I saw then a luminous glow of purple and heard, “Illumination by love.”
 
This vision symbolizes the familial and community (as implied by the symbol of church) necessity to protect the innocent and defend, shelter and support those traumatized by despicable individuals, institutions and events, past and present.  While illuminating trauma victims through understanding, loving perspectives, and supporting and encouraging personal empowerment.
 
                                             * * *
 
ENTRUSTED WITH A VISION:
 
WHAT AWAITS
 
Several years ago as I was writing BREAKING THROUGH SILENCE, A No-Nonsense Love Letter To Women, I was entrusted with a vision that at the time I did not recognize as such, even though I felt compelled to include it in the manuscript.
 
If visions count for anything, I saw empty white veils in silhouettes of women strewn out on strange sands before me–graceful, diaphanous husks fused to the shore, billowing in the flurry of each passing breeze.  Behind them, sudden dazzling daylight and colors so brilliant that I had to blink for the intensity.  And a maze of shapes I’d never noticed before.  The sheer simplicity and dizzying complexity of vision, of all that stretched beyond the ghost women and the black-dress barricade, was as astonishing as smog lifting and unveiling the ocean.
 
Hidden by fog, the ocean is only thunder and roar, ominous and deadly, waiting to drown me should I dare tempt its depths.  But once it was illuminated, I saw its dance and sway; sunlight diamonds twinkling over its sky-blue water blushed with jade; waves frothing, pounding to climax against sand, shells, sea glass; receding in shivering ripples and contented gurgles; the sun shimmying across its horizon.  Beyond the black barricade of lies sat a bright, active world I never knew existed.  (Excerpt: Breaking Through Silence)
 
This vision symbolizes what lies beyond the comprehension of a victim suffering profound trauma and who remains (however overtly or subtly) trapped in its tentacles of dark lies and cunning deceit.  Beyond the dark exists incredible light and immeasurable possibilities.  Personal effort reaps indescribable rewards.
 
 
Namaste
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    In the provocative spirit of Matilda Joslyn Gage, Gloria Anzaldua, and Mary Daly, Kathleen Hoy Foley expands and deepens the voice of female experience.

    Raw. Uncompromising. Compassionate. Deliberately antagonistic. Kathleen writes to awaken the courage within the reader.


    TO THE SURVIVOR
    If you are a person who was victimized as a child or as an adult, I am so very sorry you ever had to suffer at the hands of a predator. 

    I am sorry you were abused, sorry no one protected you, sorry you have felt so alone, sorry you have been so afraid then and in the now. I am so sorry for the loss of your innocence. 

    You were and are entitled to you life. And you had a right to inherit your own body. And no matter what you did or what you think you failed to do you are not to blame. Sexual abuse is never a victim's choice. Sexual abuse is something that was done to your body not something you wanted. 

    This is an excerpt from: 

    http://web.archive.org/web/20130101063123/http://true-perspective.org 

    Kathleen and I encourage you to visit this site for perspective on your ordeal. Live happy and whole. Claim you power! 

    You are your own authority.

    Question Everything.  Including social, religious & political authorities

    Learn to listen and respond to your intuition.  It is never wrong.

    Learn to be impolite.  It must be part of your defense system.

    Nothing is unspeakable.

    Stare truth in the eye and speak it.

    You name abuse.  Listen to your body.  It will tell you.  It is never wrong. 

    Stare abuse in the eye and speak it.

    Stare abusers in the eye and name them.

    Use your voice.  Use your words. 

    BE LOUD.  Violence against girls, boys, women and men hides in the silent shadows.

    Know that you are powerful.

    KNOW THAT YOUR VOICE IS POWERFUL.   USE IT.



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