For those already on their journey and those not yet begun - I will share with you some milestones that I have noticed in growing in understanding of metaphysical sight. When the story is reconnected to be enacted in natural gramar there is the smell of warm brownies - totally delicious; when you enact a righteous act there is the fragrance of spice cookies/carrot cake; when you act as manifests grace, humility and fortitude, cinnamon is the aroma. In all or in some - it is not always; but sometimes when the act is first complete there is the feeling of the blood running down your back - as condensation building on a window until it grows beyond what it can sustain without giving way under its own weight, bursting or "popping" free to roll down the pane as it will. Oh, and when discusing things with principalities directly there may be the occasion where you notice a real transfiguration in your physical body. The only time this occurred was once, when I was working as the Bell Ringer: both of my legs began to swell as I walked the block down 6th Street between Chestnut and Sansom - and just as suddenly my legs returned to normal before I crossed Sansom, towards Walnut and Washington Square Park.
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 02:27:19 +0000
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