Tears in my eyes…Just received an email from an ex-co-worker, who was in her 60s when we first met. She was an accountant at Satan’s Lair ( my old j-o-b) and one day pulled me inside her office. ” I need to do your numbers! You have an uncanny way of SEEing and KNOWing what’s going on within minutes of entering a situation. You also know how to speak to people no matter what’s going on. It’s really UNCANNY!
By doing my numbers, she meant that she would do a numerology chart for me. I knew a little about that and was aware that I was an 11, master number known as the Spiritual Messenger. I was also aware that IF you don’t really live it out you collapse to a single digit. It’s not bad but if your destiny is to step up into this master space and you stay in the single…you are really not living your life to it’s full Soul Purpose.
Days passed. Finally, after all the minions had left the office, she comes to me quietly and stares at me until I say,” WHAT?”
“I’ve rarely seen this. Of course it exists. You are a master number across the board! But I mean any way you cut it..you aren’t doing what you are supposed to be doing on the planet. Not in full. I mean VANESSA! You are an 11…”
“I know, I told you I was,” I said sadly as we had already been at the office since early and it was 8pm. The night would be long…
“Shhhh, listen! You are an 11, Spiritual messenger & Psychic in three different main categories and then you are a 22, the Master Builder. Do you know what this means???”
“Not really.”
“It means you are an old F*&%IN’ MASTER! Wasting away in corporate when you are supposed to go out there and be a Spiritual messenger that builds something that helps support others on the planet!!!!”
I laughed, then almost cried.
This job had all but broken my spirit and I am pretty relentless when on a mission. Six days a week for a famous corporate strategy CEO ( someone played this person in a movie), late nights, back-stabbing co-workers who sold their own children for another 15k or a fur coat and 12 co-workers abused and fired nastily within 9 months during a terrible time for employment in NYC…yeah… I was a Master, a veritable Mistress of Misery. I had believed that I was sent to serve here. I knew that Light workers are needed everywhere and showed up ready for duty. The cause became heavier and heavier and I was getting sick…
“FAITH OVER FEAR, Vanessa,” said my own personal Yoda.
So I wrote her back tonight and as I did, I realize that I am doing the best I can and that even though those days and nights were brutal…I am HERE. I have been location free and a spiritual entrepreneur Oracle, Teacher and guide for some years now. I am in deep service and I am living my most beautiful lesson…
FAITH OVER FEAR.
Thank YOU! my 11 Spiritual Messenger friend, Jeannie V!
Blessed be, Ashe. Aho, Amen, V
© VCC 2014 — feeling grateful.
