Our Odyssey Home
I was born into this world seizing, with a high fever, requiring incubation. Add to that a severe bout of colic and well, needless to say, my incarnational entry into this realm was stamped with the tone & tenor of the challenges I would be faced with in this life.
The form of epilepsy I was born with was mild in the sense that they were petite mals where I would pass out and wake up crying. I never convulsed which are the more severe form, Grand mal seizures.
These frequent episodes required me to take daily medication which I refused to take and often flushed down the toilet. These pharmaceuticals left a feeling in my throat which really bothered me and I had something of a rebellious spirit. In addition to the meds, every six months my blood was drawn along with an EEG to monitor the brain.
According to the Doctors, I was going to be debilitated to one degree or another and may never drive. I was supposed to have brain damage as each episode deprived my brain of vital oxygen. Doctors were always amazed I did well in school. Thats the thing about doctors, they doc you into a reality until they don’t.
Every visit to the doctor for another blood draw & EEG ended the same way, the doctor informing my father that the results showed I was not taking my medication, which inevitably drew the ire & a lecture from my father to change my ways.
Exasperated, at the age of 12 my parents decided to send me down the street to a neighbors house, Bev, who was disabled by her epilepsy & who could not get a license to drive. They thought they could scare me into taking my medicine. Instead, it sparked something in me which was DETERMINED.
I have no memory of what Bev said to me that day. What I do remember is knowing that would never be me. When I turned to leave, I KNEW that would never be my life. I FELT the DECISION in me. I was CERTAIN.
Not too long after that meeting, I had my final seizure in a friend of the families back yard while trying to catch a baseball. That was it. I never had one again.
I would often say to my parents I decided not to be epileptic anymore and they thought I was a bit looney, but deep down I knew it was true. It wasn’t something which could be explained, it was just something I knew.
Fast forward to the age of 39, two years after a spontaneous Kundalini awakening, when I was navigating life through a much different lens. I shared this story with a friend/energy worker and he said to me this happened because I operate from Soul and thats where the change came from, Soul. This animated my entire being and rang through me like a bell. A remembering of something I had always known, but did not know or more accurately, had long forgotten.
My entire life, I felt an aged and ancient Soul in a world which never fully made sense. Only now is the Veil of Forgetfulness being pierced after 18 years of unrelenting spiritual seeking following the awakening; meticulously, tirelessly turning over every stone, peering into every nook and cranny desperately seeking to assemble a foundation of truth about the nature of this reality and self to stand on which would hold & not come apart as soon as some new information came in. It seemed an impossible task!
Spiritual seeking left me depleted & deeply disappointed in life with no where left to turn. I realized the reason I had such a difficult birth was because I struggled with coming into this realm & that when I passed out and woke up crying following a seizure, it was because I was still here when all I wanted to do was go to a place I sensed was “home”.
The light had gone out for me. I felt homesick and desperately sad. It was then, when all was lost, the truth gently and lovingly made its way to me. The truth of the way home, the way back to that which we are is, has been and forever will be, Soul.
Soul, the organic singularity from which we all spring, individuated aspects of the same one, accessible to all. So simple, so beautiful. A gift for which I am eternally grateful.
Wisdom Wonderland Garden is the outflow, the inspiration of this wonderful reunion with Soul. It is transformational in ways which are beyond words, yet as natural as breathing. Simple, not easy.
In the same way a garden requires tending, so to does Soul. Planting and cultivating seeds of desire, purity, sincerity, love, gratitude & respect in the Garden of your heart, allowing Wisdom & Divinity to bloom. It is a gift beyond measure from you to Soul and Soul to you which transforms you, your life & those around you in ways you cannot yet dream.
Take a moment, imagine your heart as rich, fertile soil; imagine plating seeds of Divinity & ask Soul to water the garden of your heart with wisdom & wonder so that you may blossom into the Divine Crystal of Truth you are. There is no greater gift you can give to yourself or to the world than to remember & embody the Truth of WHAT you are.
Welcome to Wisdom Wonderland Garden. We are delighted to share this Odyssey we call life with you. Enjoy all we have to share. Open your heart & allow the Divine Process of connecting to Soul to unfold in its own way & in its own time.
The products & protocols shared on the site are designed to assist you, gently with purity of intention & Soul frequency working solely within Authority & Sovereignty of Soul to allow you to let go of the multitude of layers of that which you are not, so you may remember & be that which you ARE.
Soul is the way home. If you are here reading this, it is Soul who arranged this reunion. Enjoy the adventure & don’t forget to play along the way.
With Aloha,
Crystal
