If you can’t hide it, own it (my former life as an extra-terrestrial)

OK.

This is going to go waaay off the woo-woo meter for some of you. Just sayin’.

I think I might be from another planet. 

Yeah, I know. Total crazy.

I’ll start at the beginning.

I was living in Corvallis, and my friend had gone to this woman who “reads” your chakras, energetically/psychically, and tells you about what stuff is stuck in them and whatnot. Being down for any kind of healing that might work, and being curious, I went.

The first thing she told me was that I wasn’t grounded and I was floating out of my body by a few feet. She said that it was pretty common. I was like “OK…”.

Then she told me all the images and impressions she got from my chackras and whatnot. It was all interesting. I took it kind of metaphorically though. As in, the world was made in 7 days metaphorically.

But then she said something that stuck in my head and never left. She said something like this:

This is your first lifetime on Earth. You’ve lived on a different planet before this, one much more technologically advanced. And also, there was no verbal communication like we have here, it was all telepathic. You came here to work on your heart chakra, because Earth is the heart planet. You are still getting used to this body, being a woman, having to communicate everything through the less-efficient mode of speech.

Nothing had made more sense to explain why I constantly felt confused and frustrated by how things work “on this planet”. Felt like I didn’t belong “on this planet”. Wondered what the hell was going on “on this planet” anyway. I just think of this planet, this life, as being one where I’m a visitor. I don’t come from here. “Here” doesn’t often make a whole lot of sense. I spend a lot of time just trying to figure it out.

Which is probably fairly normal. But I also have this sense of coming from a place that did make sense. I have such a strong vision of what could be, not because of pure imagination, but because I’m trying to match a bodily feeling I have, which feels like a very distant memory. My faith, in love and in life, it doesn’t feel to me like a hope or a wish, it feels like something I know is possible because I’ve already experienced it.

Yes I know it sounds crazy.

That’s OK. If this is too crazy for you, I’m happy to talk about something else with you. I don’t need the world to believe I’m from another planet. Or even believe in re-incarnation. Or other planets. Or anything. I’m perfectly fine talking about normal, non-crazy things.

I just want to share this thing that seems really true somehow. That’s all.

I remember what I thought when the chakra-reader said this:

1. Holy shit that would explain a lot!
2. Yeah right, she tells all her clients that so they feel special. What a fruitcake.

But it has never left my mind.

Then, recently, someone else told me the same thing.

A different psychic. Working with a different system. Angels, not chakras. And muscle testing. And no, I am not really sure about the whole “angels” thing, or the whole “entities hanging out trying to get people on Earth to channel them”. I am not sure how I feel about all of that. That stuff still feels “weird” to me. But not this. This I think is weird, or know I should think is weird, but it actually feels true.

So if two psychics tell you the same thing, does it make it true? No, of course not.

And really, I have no idea if it is true. I just know that it feels true.

In fact, it’s one of those “this feels so true” things that immediately re-arranges your whole way of looking at the world, and you can’t quite really imagine it not being true anymore.

And you worry because you know that for most people, even the idea that you would entertain the possibility as true qualifies you for heckling, at best, and outright dismissal and ostracism, at worst.

I’m also aware that, from the psychological dimension, that feeling of “this is true” could be explained like this:  Emma didn’t feel she belonged in her family. Or at school. Or anywhere else. She had a hard time adjusting to life. She made up this story to explain it, to make herself feel better and make herself special. The end.

Well, maybe. I don’t know. I’m willing for that to be true too. Either way. I mean, I’ve been doing this work long enough to know that what I believe or feel is true is often completely upstaged by some other thing that seems even more true later. It’s a fuzzy world.

And what do I mean by “if you can’t hide it, own it?”. Well, I wrote this post because I just outed this whole idea of myself being from another planet on my other blog (in the comments). And I feel nervous and scared that everyone will think I’m a TOTAL NUTJOB. I mean the phrase “I’m from another planet”, I am quite aware = nutjob material.

But I figured hey, it’s better to be open and transparent, and then be able to talk about it, then to try to hide it. I mean, I talk about other things people find unacceptable. I’m a lesbian, for instance. I believe in God (just not maybe the same way you think of God), and certainly my intellectual/academic lineage finds that unacceptable. I am not going to hide behind an idea of myself–it’s not the game I want to play.

So now that we’ve got that out of the way. Anybody else here feel like they are from another planet? Anyone? Maybe we could have a parade. =)

OR, anyone else have embarrassing things psychics have told them that they actually kinda sorta believe? Personal myths and fairy tales about your origin or destiny that you kinda sorta think might be real?

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