r/SpiritualAwakening

I don’t really know how to explain this properly, but I’ll try.

Ever since I broke up with my ex, something shifted in me. At first I was just sad, but then I started questioning everything, life, reality, myself. I got into spirituality, then things like manifestation, and even topics like astral projection and consciousness.

At some point, I stopped distracting myself with social media (Bc I didn’t want it to influence/ Impact me about spirituality) and just sat with my thoughts. And since then, I feel like kinda gone lol…

It’s like I’m constantly aware. Before, I used to feel like I was on autopilot most of the time, but now I feel present almost 24/7. I’m aware of my thoughts, my surroundings, everything. Like I can feel fucking time, who tf feels time?? And it won’t go away

At first it felt peaceful, but now it’s starting to feel intense and confusing. (Writing this makes me feel emotional asf idk why)

I’ve also started having thoughts like:

everything is happening inside my mind

I’m alone in my own consciousness

I can shape or create my reality

And that’s where I started getting kinda uneasy

Because now I’m questioning, Is this some kind of spiritual awakening? Or is this the beginning of psychosis? Bc I know I’m not dumb

I also tried to ground myself at one point by questioning everything from the opposite side. Like I even looked up on Reddit whether spirituality is just fake or all in people’s heads, just to calm myself down.

Maybe my mind is just going too far with all of this.

The thing is, I feel aware. I don’t feel completely disconnected or out of control. But at the same time, reality feels off. Almost like there is something, I just can’t reach it yet. It’s frustrating because I can’t fully explain what I mean, but the feeling is very real.

Am I just crazy yall?

[Disclaimer: I am NOT suicidal and I am NOT glorifying suicide]

I genuinely want to know your opinions on this. Let’s say someone has been suffering for years, whether it be a mental or physical health condition, and no longer wish to continue in this physical form. If we assume that everyone has the right to their own bodily autonomy, why isn’t suicide seen as a valid option to end their suffering, especially if the mental/physical condition is chronic and/or treatment resistant? I want to extent this logic to abortion, especially elective ones. If the mother has her own bodily autonomy, she is not required to use her body to sustain a life that she does not want. The same thing can be said for those considering suicide. They simply no longer wish to continue to live a life they don’t want, and ultimately, bodily autonomy supersedes all other principles. No God/source/entity should punish this choice as free-will is a fundamental principle of our existence, as observed by many religions and spiritual doctrines. Whether or not we chose to come here is debated. Nonetheless, choosing to “opt-out” so to speak should not be condemned.

gosh.... im so lost in everything lately. I thought I was before but then cancer. becoming a mom dropped a John Cena on me. on top of all of it i went thru the spiritual realization of how crapped on i was as a child up until 30 years old. I have a few journeys going on at once. Has anyone had that before? how do I start organizing myself? cancer took my control of the adhd so I constantly feel paralyzed in my own brain. so many ideas. visions. feelings. but no way to translate. iv been diving into goddess stuff. I believe in God but I just feel a woman should be involved to. iv lost alot of my feminity. . so im getting in touch with my witchy roots and researching what resonates with me. im currently renovating so setting up alters is a bit difficult and slow. im trying to be patient but I feel the pull. Does that make sense ? its becoming more and more intense so I know when I finally balance thyself. The journey will be so magical !! ✨️ 💛

I just dozed off an entered my dream. I could hear what sounded like rain and so I tried to reach behind me to open the blind. This was hard and I really had to push to get my body to move the way I needed it too. I had an extreme sense of dread and fear like something was coming. I had to wake up. I struggled to move myself around in my room in my dream. I managed to get myself to the light switch and it wouldn’t turn on I then struggled to get to the lamp that also wouldn’t turn on. I tried to use my phone light but that also wouldn’t work. I then tried to light candles. Nothing worked. This dream room was an exact replica of my real room. I knew before this that I was asleep and had to wake myself up. I had fallen onto the bed and something had come up from under my blanket biting me on the finger and told me to make a sound and if I didn’t make the sound it would bite down harder.

That’s when I woke up back in my body. The sounds I was making must have been enough to wake me up.

I opened my eyes immediately and this feeling is still present. I could feel where it was biting.

And while I was writing this a hand bag that is always hanging has just started swinging from side to side. This isn’t normal and it’s not a draft.

This dream felt like it went on for hours but it was only half an hour real time.

I don’t remember the dream I had when I was younger but I remember the feeling, same and what I’m feeling now.

I’m not sure what to do. But I don’t want to experience this again.

I had a psychotic episode a couple years ago and I’ll save u the details but it had a lot of spiritual undertones and had a storyline of me needing to change or my environment would eat me alive.

The strange thing about the episode was less off a delusional episode but a completely certain I’m destined for better life than what I was living and committing to positive life changing acts without any doubts.

I used to be a drug addict, gang member and dealer but In my episode I erased my entire trap phone which was making a few thousand a week, left my city, cut of all my criminal friends, started working on a side hustle got in the gym and back in education. All in the space of 2-4 weeks.

Fast forward a couple years now I got my own place in this new city a profitable business halfway through completing my degree and never touched anything illegal since.

I’m stuck in two minds whether I just completely lost my mind for a bit in a good way somehow or it was a sort of awakening.

Hi everyone,

Have you ever wondered why your thoughts sometimes change the way things show up for you?

Maybe you decide to focus on gratitude and, suddenly, more good things happen.

It makes me feel like life might be more like a dream than a set of gears.

I’ve been exploring this idea (how our minds and the universe work together), and I wrote about it in a little book called Ætherveil.

It combines old wisdom with new science to demonstrate that we all share a unified field of consciousness.

It’s written in simple language, so anyone can enjoy it.

I’d love to know what you think: do your thoughts shape your world?

Here’s a link if you wanna read it. Aetherveil

I’m curious to hear your experiences or questions. Thanks for reading!

(TL;DR - I'm a new author and wanted to share the first book that I've written. It's a non-fiction compilation of religious, spiritual, metaphysical, philosophical, and historical docs, in a neutral tone. With 'As above, So Below' being the main principle of life, it's been echoed so much that it's gone mute. This is a reminder that the universe happens through you, not to you. )

I’m realizing that there is nothing more that I want in life. Like I am “done” and there have been zero things that I want to do, unless there are many conditions. I’m 26 but I feel like a 99 year old. As much as I wish I could do every single thing and have every perspective, I feel like I’m a book coming to the last page. I guess I’m looking for someone that might relate.

And this isn’t simple like burnout, this is different because I have been healing for years and focusing on figuring out what I want to do with my life. I’ve tried many things for many years and have not found clues as to why I feel this way despite going through so much healing and energy

Lately I’ve been thinking about life from more of a soul perspective… and I don’t know, this just came to me.

What if we came here already having made some kind of agreements with other souls? Like… people we were meant to meet, things we were meant to experience, lessons we were meant to go through.

And then we get here and forget all of it… so everything feels real and intense and meaningful while we’re living it.

It kind of made me look at people differently.

Like everyone is really just on their own path, going through what they came here for.

And instead of trying to fix things or step in all the time, there’s this feeling of just… respecting their journey more.

Not in a cold way. I still care. I still love people.

But it feels more like giving space, trusting that their life is unfolding the way it’s supposed to.

And maybe that’s part of it too… learning how to love people without trying to control their path.

I don’t know. It just made me think that maybe, at the end of everything, it all comes back to love somehow.

Curious if anyone else has ever felt or thought about this?

With all the spring pollen and sudden temperature swings my anxiety has been spiking in the afternoons and I thought weighted tuning forks would help ground me quickly. I use them on my wrists and chest but the vibration feels too light and short to actually settle my nervous system. I have been looking at better quality sets in the two hundred to six hundred dollar range because I really need something that works fast. Has anyone had tuning forks actually help with anxiety or am i missing something?

When we are born, though our fate may have been predetermined, our destiny has not been. How we reach our final destination depends on us, as we search endlessly in the self-centered world for meaning. The answers we seek though, may not be found there.

Those who believe they will, though they may have led a successful life, their fate and destiny will be the same, as they continue to do everything they learned will make their life worthwhile.

It is only those who challenge the status quo, realizing their destiny may be altered by embracing the inherent wisdom and quiet messages of unconditional love within, who will truly understand life’s meaning and be able to separate their fate and destiny by selflessly sharing their spirit’s wisdom and love for the benefit of all.

portals ..

a very blessed good morning,

sweet friends

🐇🪷🌱

some of my favorite words to

share with you .. amoungst such varied wisdoms shared by my guides .. are to keep your Eyes Wide Open 🔥

why? for many reasons, actually

first of which: the eyes of a human are the mere receivers of the light and electrical frequencies, emitted by every living entity .. they do not ‘see’ per se ..

they receive

it’s the combination of the lens or

the pupil, accepting the information .. where it then refracts it back to the retina, where the cones and rods then receive the data that creates the vision

once these rods and cones are

stimulated, they immediately begin to interpret the intel and simultaneously engage the optic nerve, which delivers it to the lateral geniculate nucleus in your thalamus .. to its final destination, your occipital lobe or cortex, for final examination and analysis

and that is where the fun begins

😉

see the brain indeed, deciphers

the messages and shares with your

mind what it is you’re ‘seeing’ .. in an exceptionally complex and complicated series of processes

for me .. it’s far too detailed for

discussion here however, what I have learned by personal experiences earlier in my life, as I have been seeking to expand my abilities .. of meditation, astral projection and controlled remote viewing ..

was that I began to witness

the materialization of actual vortexes:

literal oval shaped, electricified with living energy doorways .. right in front of my eyes .. or so I thought

that’s when I learned:

it's the EYES that are the vortex .. doorways, portals or gateways .. select the word which you prefer ..

the vortexes were not external to me

but are WITHIN me

WITHIN US

EVERYTHING WE NEED IS WITHIN US

'everything I need is within me now'

and that the reception of the

data goes both ways 😳 that’s amazing

by that I mean: most folks, of the

scientific, medical and the spiritual communities, believe there is a ‘seat of the soul’ somewhere within the human brain

the pineal gland

however, even though no one knows for certain where this seat resides, nor if there IS a physical place for such an ethereal energy source .. we all acknowledge the energy source known as the soul does indeed, exist

and is priceless

for the soul is THE source

of power .. to not just receive the

incoming messages but return even

stronger messages BACK to the

universes .. all through the eyes

it’s a two way conversation

the soul is the most important component in this electromagnetic web

of energies which, together, comprise

the vast spectrum of universes

which is WHY the demons seek yours

🔥

keep your Eyes Wide Open

and look within 🌷 and you will be

more receptive to these energies

and empowered to use them wisely

✨

meditations you have gained a

fresh, new perspective today .. from the blessings we all received yesterday in our resurrection celebration

to enjoy all this world as we were designed to enjoy it 🌎 and all it has to

offer whilst we’re still here on earth

and a final note, from my heart:

‘this is not a political battle ..

it is a spiritual grand finalé’

the battle is ‘winner takes all’ ..

yet do not underestimate the powers

on either side

😉

Eyes Wide Open

all my love, always 💋

Hello !!!

I’m very confused about my beliefs. I’m so into esotericism and spirituality, i also like to read what kind of things i can learn about other philosophies and “religions”, but im confused about believing in God. I mean my faith in god is returning but am i still able to believe in all the other things? i’m not interested on following a religion (that’s what im trying to explain here) does someone else have faith in God and also follow other beliefs ??

i hope my questions is clear c: i tried to explain myself as clear as possible. I hope to read your responses! thanks c:

I recently heard about “gang stalking”. I experienced this about 27 years ago. My brother experienced this about 5 years ago. I believe it is a type of spiritual warfare. I would love to gain perspective from all of you. Please let me know your thoughts, ideas, theories.

What they say I should want I don’t want

Am I crazy to go against what they say

What they envision as life and health don’t appear so to me

I crave the cave

The space to create

I hate crowds and love birds in the sky

This life doesnt seem to be built for people like me

But I must find a way regardless

How much longer can I question

the little voice within

Sprouting like a seed in my abdomen

Demanding to be seen, acknowledged,

and nourished

How much longer

do I have to buy into

their beliefs and psychosis

Their feverish dreams

Their desperate seeking

Am I crazy to believe

I don’t need to be saved

I’m right where I belong

Take me where I’m meant to go

I’ve always had this. I was born with it.

I’ve been spiritual for as long as I can remember. Not because someone taught me. Nobody did.

I remember her- an old woman with dark gray hair and a black coat stopped me on the street when I was still a child. She looked at me with knowing eyes, and said : “You’re a medium” . That was it. No explanation. Just that. Then she walked away. Disappeared into the crowd like smoke. For years after, the spiritual side terrified me. I ran from the shadows that followed me, from the whispers only I could hear. There was no one to hold my hand through the dark, no guide to teach me the language of what I saw.

I was always good at feeling energies. Reading rooms. Reading people. But the dark side terrified me. Feeling presences. Seeing things I was convinced I wasn’t supposed to see. I had no idea how to deal with any of it and there was nobody to ask.

My teenage years were brutal. I was already dealing with family issues, and this other layer made everything twice as hard. So I tried to shut it down completely. Close the door. Walk away from it.

I was also struggling with depression for years.

Then something shifted inside me.

I felt more awake than I’d ever been. Something ancient inside me stretched awake, and for the first time, the fear dissolved. I felt luminous. Powerful. Light as air and vast as sky. I’d always known I moved between worlds others couldn’t see, but after that awakening, everything transformed.

For the first time, I actually appreciated being different. I stopped apologizing for my difference. I began to cherish the way I could read the invisible architecture of people, of energy, of truth.

That’s when I went deep into witchcraft.

I devoured knowledge. I started educating myself about the universe, energy, time. I wanted more, so I enrolled at university to study psychology. Hungry for both sides of the coin: the seen and the unseen, the empirical and the mystical.

Spiritual awakening is sacred. Deeply personal. There’s no universal timeline, no right way to do it. Everyone walks their own path, stumbles through their own darkness, finds their own light. Some people wake up all at once. Others spiral through it in waves. There’s no map for this. No one can tell you how yours should look.

At nineteen , I believed that I had arrived. That I had figured it out. I could see things others couldn’t. I’d accepted being different, accepted never being fully understood. I thought consciousness was a destination, that understanding my gifts meant the journey was complete. I never had support or guidance or just simple understanding , but I also knew I’d rather be lonely than change who I was. I accepted my solitude.

What I didn’t know then: awakening isn’t a moment- it’s a spiral. just the beginning.

For me, it came in stages. Maybe waves.

I would reach these incredible highs!! I could feel my frequency humming through me like electricity, how powerful my energy felt. The universe communicated through trees, animals, stars, through the pulse of energy itself. I felt full, charged, radiant, complete. like nothing could be better.

Then.. a shift. Space opening inside me like a dark blooming flower. Room to grow even higher, to hold even more light. to hold even more energy.

New level. New lessons. New magic to explore.

At first it felt like a drop, like something was missing, so those first days or weeks after each shift felt like being in a low. But I always knew deep down it was the good kind of low , the kind I needed to do the work and ‘level up ‘ again.

The pattern repeated: a beautiful high, then a hollowing that felt like loss but was actually preparation. Those early days after each shift felt like depletion, but I learned to trust the emptiness . It was the dark soil where new growth begins. I danced this dance for years and Each time I gracefully emerged stronger, wiser, more aligned.

Until last year.

I felt it coming.Then last year…. I felt something enormous gathering on the horizon . I knew this one would be different, that I’d need to be strong enough to survive it. I prepared myself for war.

And then…

Then the universe spoke in a language I didn’t expect .

I was getting diagnosed with cancer.

It shattered me. My mind became a storm I couldn’t calm.

It destroyed my mental health. I felt lost. Small. Powerless. No matter what I was trying to do I couldn’t get myself from that low.

The irony of the healer who can’t heal herself.

I had all the tools and knowledge to help myself, but I couldn’t access them. I could still help others, but not myself. Nothing worked. I was locked out of my own medicine.

That’s when I met someone. The first truly spiritual person who understood this path. After years of walking this alone, I finally felt seen. Like the universe had sent me what I needed.

But I wasn’t in the right space to receive it. My mind was chaos. I couldn’t find clarity even when it was offered to me. Everything felt too heavy, too confusing. I was too lost in my own storm to hold onto anything steady.

Until one day, I simply grounded myself. Small steps. Little things that seem effortless now but felt monumental then.. like jumping off a cliff straight into the ocean. But it was exactly what I needed.

The work continues. The learning never ends.

There’s more I’ll share with you in time.

But for now, let this sit with you:

Doubt is holy. Being lost is part of the path. You will discover your own way in your own time, and it will be exactly right.

After everything, I know one truth: I don’t know anything.

And that’s where the real power lives. That’s where the real magic begins.

Hi, without getting into too much detail, I’ve seen a few different past lives, one with a partner with what felt like a counterpart male energy, where I found his body guarding where I was. His body was an empty vessel, his energy wasn’t in it. I could feel his energy was fighting in some battle elsewhere but I couldn’t reach him. So I went back on with what I was doing, transcribing onto some green thin, almost transparent crystal like rectangle in some library space, not too concerned, a little bummed but like I knew we’d been together in the past and would be together in the future.

Then in my last session I saw a connection to what felt like a male energy in a source collective energy space before descending to earth. I didn’t think much of it until when I tried to move too far away from it, I physically in the 3d felt a pull like a rubber band snapping back in line with this energy. I looked at the energy and was shown back to that past life, like as if I was the male energy remote viewing their body and me finding them but not being back to get back to their body, I saw that scene but from their perspective. I could feel their energy was in a gruesome battle and was trying to get back to me but couldn’t. Then I see my human current life timeline, experiences and see how my energy was disconnected from my body, when my energy connected (I am assuming when I started remembering) I felt another physical pull to the left to this male energy.

Do some people have shared Akashic records for lives spent together?

I don’t feel like this male energy is part of my whole energy (monad or oversoul)

I’ve seen other past lives without this energy.

I keep thinking when I meet this person in the 3d if I do in this lifetime I would immediately recognize him, would that be a reasonable assumption?

I’m so grateful for the experience not trying to assign too much meaning but it would be the first time I’ve seen a past life experience I’ve seen, from someone else’s perspective.

Any thoughts or similar experiences or anything would be so appreciated :)

I’ve always had this. I was born with it.

I’ve been spiritual for as long as I can remember. Not because someone taught me. Nobody did.

I remember her- an old woman with dark gray hair and a black coat stopped me on the street when I was still a child. She looked at me with knowing eyes, and said : “You’re a medium” . That was it. No explanation. Just that. Then she walked away. Disappeared into the crowd like smoke. For years after, the spiritual side terrified me. I ran from the shadows that followed me, from the whispers only I could hear. There was no one to hold my hand through the dark, no guide to teach me the language of what I saw.

I was always good at feeling energies. Reading rooms. Reading people. But the dark side terrified me. Feeling presences. Seeing things I was convinced I wasn’t supposed to see. I had no idea how to deal with any of it and there was nobody to ask.

My teenage years were brutal. I was already dealing with family issues, and this other layer made everything twice as hard. So I tried to shut it down completely. Close the door. Walk away from it.

I was also struggling with depression for years.

Then something shifted inside me.

I felt more awake than I’d ever been. Something ancient inside me stretched awake, and for the first time, the fear dissolved. I felt luminous. Powerful. Light as air and vast as sky. I’d always known I moved between worlds others couldn’t see, but after that awakening, everything transformed.

For the first time, I actually appreciated being different. I stopped apologizing for my difference. I began to cherish the way I could read the invisible architecture of people, of energy, of truth.

That’s when I went deep into witchcraft.

I devoured knowledge. I started educating myself about the universe, energy, time. I wanted more, so I enrolled at university to study psychology. Hungry for both sides of the coin: the seen and the unseen, the empirical and the mystical.

Spiritual awakening is sacred. Deeply personal. There’s no universal timeline, no right way to do it. Everyone walks their own path, stumbles through their own darkness, finds their own light. Some people wake up all at once. Others spiral through it in waves. There’s no map for this. No one can tell you how yours should look.

At nineteen , I believed that I had arrived. That I had figured it out. I could see things others couldn’t. I’d accepted being different, accepted never being fully understood. I thought consciousness was a destination, that understanding my gifts meant the journey was complete. I never had support or guidance or just simple understanding , but I also knew I’d rather be lonely than change who I was. I accepted my solitude.

What I didn’t know then: awakening isn’t a moment- it’s a spiral. just the beginning.

For me, it came in stages. Maybe waves.

I would reach these incredible highs!! I could feel my frequency humming through me like electricity, how powerful my energy felt. The universe communicated through trees, animals, stars, through the pulse of energy itself. I felt full, charged, radiant, complete. like nothing could be better.

Then.. a shift. Space opening inside me like a dark blooming flower. Room to grow even higher, to hold even more light. to hold even more energy.

New level. New lessons. New magic to explore.

At first it felt like a drop, like something was missing, so those first days or weeks after each shift felt like being in a low. But I always knew deep down it was the good kind of low , the kind I needed to do the work and ‘level up ‘ again.

The pattern repeated: a beautiful high, then a hollowing that felt like loss but was actually preparation. Those early days after each shift felt like depletion, but I learned to trust the emptiness . It was the dark soil where new growth begins. I danced this dance for years and Each time I gracefully emerged stronger, wiser, more aligned.

Until last year.

I felt it coming.Then last year…. I felt something enormous gathering on the horizon . I knew this one would be different, that I’d need to be strong enough to survive it. I prepared myself for war.

And then…

Then the universe spoke in a language I didn’t expect .

I was getting diagnosed with cancer.

It shattered me. My mind became a storm I couldn’t calm.

It destroyed my mental health. I felt lost. Small. Powerless. No matter what I was trying to do I couldn’t get myself from that low.

The irony of the healer who can’t heal herself.

I had all the tools and knowledge to help myself, but I couldn’t access them. I could still help others, but not myself. Nothing worked. I was locked out of my own medicine.

That’s when I met someone. The first truly spiritual person who understood this path. After years of walking this alone, I finally felt seen. Like the universe had sent me what I needed.

But I wasn’t in the right space to receive it. My mind was chaos. I couldn’t find clarity even when it was offered to me. Everything felt too heavy, too confusing. I was too lost in my own storm to hold onto anything steady.

Until one day, I simply grounded myself. Small steps. Little things that seem effortless now but felt monumental then.. like jumping off a cliff straight into the ocean. But it was exactly what I needed.

The work continues. The learning never ends.

There’s more I’ll share with you in time.

But for now, let this sit with you:

Doubt is holy. Being lost is part of the path. You will discover your own way in your own time, and it will be exactly right.

After everything, I know one truth: I don’t know anything.

And that’s where the real power lives. That’s where the real magic begins.