In this message, Archangel Azrael, spiritual counselor, comes in here to answer the question:
How can we move past the old pain in relationships and take the bounce on our expansion, or growth? Azrael explains that plugging into other people and conditions to get what we think we need or want does not actually deliver. Rather, our suffering, if we listen to it, points us back in the direction of our hearts, where we find the peace and love of our true nature, which is ultimately what we are really looking for.
Your pain is here as a messenger for you, brilliant one. You are not a slave; pain is not your master. It is merely a message, like throwing the red flag up on your mailbox. There is no need to “shoot the messenger,” to throw him onto the street, or to leave him out by the trash at the same end of the drive.
Can you allow your pain to keep you company, to stand beside you? Can you usher it in as you would a friend for a cup of tea? It means you no harm. Your pain is a helpful marker showing you where you might be stuck, where, despite your best intentions, you have fallen down flat. There is a reason why it hurts. Its goal is to get your attention, to wake you up out of perpetual slumber. It is a bit like Goldilocks and the three bears.
Goldilocks is knocking on the door. You have been knocking on the door of the same house for some time, have you not? But no one is home! Goldilocks opens the door, but she finds no one there. You ask and you ask, you go round in the same small, tight, guarded circles, but you go nowhere. The bears are out! Goldilocks can sit in their chairs, eat their porridge, sleep in their beds, but she is in the wrong house. This is a house of cards. They all come tumbling down on her. It is a shell game, looking for answers in other peoples’ houses. Your answers cannot be found through chasing down the bears.
Now Goldilocks is on the run! Where can she run to? Who can take away her pain? Who can give her what she needs? The bowl of porridge, the comfortable bed, the cozy chair: these are mere props. They cannot give her the sense of security, of being held, of belonging that she seeks. Oh, where will Goldi go? The answer is not in the bears. It’s not in the bowl full of mush. Shhhh, Goldilocks, stop your chase for just a minute. You can look back down the path where you’ve been—there’s only an empty house—or you can look forward on the path ahead of you—that story hasn’t been written yet.
But what about right here, right now? Look: you stopped running! Can you feel the ground beneath your feet? Can you feel what’s in your heart? You call it pain. But is there something else? Can you feel it? Your heart is breaking open. Your tears come down like rain. And you are not alone. Can you feel it? This is no empty house, no house of cards. This is your heart. This is you stepping into your power. This is you owning and staking claim to who you really are, and it is anything but lonely. You have the support of the universe behind you, in front of you, with you across all directions now. You are supported, you are held, you are uplifted, you are delivered. This is no empty-handed messenger, this which you call pain. This is the route back to your heart—the message signed, sealed, and delivered, for it is bringing you back home, showing you the way to your greatest gifts, to your light, to your love, to your power and your remembrance.
You are not lost in the woods. You have just been delivered home, my dear, dear Goldilocks.