Precious Cargo and I'm the Ship

Listen, I communicate with my soul—or, as they prefer to be addressed, the Light Body that fuels me. Do you see the power and relationship different there? The Light Body that fuels me, placing me as the passive subject, the receiver, the pawn. That is exactly how this Light Body demands me to view this relationship. I’ve got to be honest, I do not know what exactly they are, or what their role is, but they feel like a big deal because they are demanding - I stand corrected… They are “commanding and rightly so.” Case and point. And they’ve made it very clear I ain’t shit.

They are very clear that I am merely a vessel for them.

And I recognize, given that my upbringing in this life was conservative Christian, that this is very similar to Christian rhetoric. Acts 9:15 “But the Lord said to him, ‘Go, for he is a chosen vessel of Mine to bear My name…’”

But I truly cannot find another way to describe the relationship between us. And to even say we have a relationship feels sacrilegious, because it is so clear that I am barely dust as far as this Light Body is concerned. As far as I can tell, they merely tolerate me, utilize me as a pawn to complete higher and more convoluted purposes than I’m usually privy to. I do have a perfect tendency to unknowingly put myself in the right place right time. I’ve been shown I was impart designed in this way, light and floating jsut above the surface of the earth, so that I would be easily influenced by energy and light forces to be where I need to be. It’s that amazing? Weaponizing my air-headedness. I love it.

It might sound like I’m being harsh on myself. And initially, when this perspective was relayed to me from the Light Body I was a bit hurt. I was in a channeling state and was told verbatim:

“I care for you as much as I would care for a cargo ship. It is not the ship that is precious, but the cargo.”

Ouch.

Almost immediately, a few of my guides stepped in. A couple of them seem to be more connected to and compassionate toward the human experience and were quick to say something to the effect of yes—the ship is not the most precious thing—but it is still important to take care of it, fuel it, and maintain it.

This actually did make me feel better, and it made a lot of sense. And honestly, that’s fine.

But this has since posed the question to me: what is the ego? How much of “me” dies when I die, and how much of me is actually eternal? How much of me is just biopsychosocial conditioning expressed in a human life form?

I see that they coalesce ( in sessions, in my personal channeling). The experiences we have in our incarnated bodies do impact our soul’s frequency and future incarnations. It is important to be here—I’ve always felt that. Even when I didn’t want to be here, nihilism has never really been my vice.

But to say my soul and I are one and the same—that is just so strikingly inauthentic. My autistic bullshit detector reacts in a cringe, as my body would if forced up against a warm microfiber towel while wet. It just does not resonate and just feels bad. That does not ring true.

The Light Body that fuels me is so much larger and more incomprehensible than me. I’ve wondered if the “God” the Old Testament refers to is actually more akin to ancient people brushing up against their own energy body. And similar to my experience, many times the Old Testimate references the sanctity of the source—that to even say its name is to disrespect it.

“Who has established all the ends of the earth? What is His name, and what is His Son’s name, if you know?” — Proverbs 30:4

It was considered too sacred to be said aloud, replaced instead with titles out of reverence.

And now, having had these encounters myself, I truly cannot fathom how anyone claiming to “know God” could really be knowing God. I simple cannot. I don’t know who they’re knowing, but I don’t think it’s God. Because to claim that you have direct access to the highest of the high—the unity of all life-source energy—and then to be able to say its name in the same breath as yours…

I call bullshit.

I don’t think they’ve even heard a from whisper of their own soul, nevermind know God.