What happens when fear renders us motionless?

This is a fairly random discovery I made: as I earlier figured out, our brain is a receiver of thought and a storage of memories (somewhat inaccurate carbon copy of which is stored in the soul) and our souls are the triggers to those memories. Whatever we’ve learned, is stored in the brain, and it is accessed by our souls. When and if we have a lot of people who take care of us around us, some call them spirit guides, the guides can sometimes locate the memory before you can. When this happens, you can’t access that memory spot. This is very inconvenient, because this results to a vicious cycle: The more people are trying to help you remember things, the less you remember them and the more insecure you get and the more people want to help you remember, making it more and more difficult for you to access your own brain.

I realized this when I had countless of conversations with my friends and family in spirit. Most of the time I have no trouble getting to my memory slots before they do, but mathematics for example are easy peasy to my mother, but very difficult for me. This is how I noticed that the more I stayed in close contact with her, the less I remembered about maths, and the harder it was for me to do the simplest of calculations in my head. One would think that would become easier, wouldn’t you? Another thing I noticed that names that I would normally remember with relative ease disappeared from my memory as I noticed my guides jump on them like an AFL footy player on the ball on September finals. Ben Stiller!! There! I remember his name!! (I caught it before they knew who I was thinking about!) Anyway, the worst thing was that when I met one of my True Mirrors on the street, (I blogged about it before) I could not think of the FIRST THING to do. We were both guided by the same spirits, but nothing went through. Nothing more than “hi” came to mind, and that I discarded as inadequate thought given the circumstances. I am normally very capable of making such decisions, but in that moment nothing worked. It was too important, the situation would be over soon and everyone wanted to encourage me into action. The only thing that was available for me to do was to walk away. I wasn’t afraid, I wasn’t insecure, I simply could not think of one thing to say after I’d crossed the road.

If a child has an overbearing parent who wants them to do well at school, you know what they are going to do in spirit if they are able (and we all are), don’t you? The only way this child will do well at school is to be smarter and quicker than their parent. If they are slower, even for a nano second, they will freeze if their parent can’t let go of their need to help them during exams and presentations. The more they try to help, the less the kid will remember, often resulting to the only option available to them: To run out of class and cry.

The moral of the story: If you are one of the people who just can’t stop helping people to remember things: back off. Let people use their own brain.

If you freeze a lot, start repeating in your mind, before important meetings, exams and presentations: “do not help or I can’t access my memories. Stay back, let me do my job.” This often relieves the pressure too, because you don’t get a crowd of spirits hanging onto your brain like a priced piece of pork…

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