Around the turn of this century I started writing emotional patterns material. In terms of writing it was easy and I truly love that work. The process morphed over the years and the content evolved. The process of writing the emotional patterns material connects to the higher conscioiusness in an altered state and often I feel bliss. But, a few years ago I was given a choice. That choice was to also do the hard stuff. I could keep the easy stuff but I could also evolve my own spiritual understanding and share what I discover. That sounds OK but it is a path filled with slings and arrows. At a conscious level I did not know what that meant. I found out that that meant I would have the deepest part of my own wounding drug out of the darkness and exposed to the light of my heart consciousness. I would feel and see old wounds that I carried not just for myself but for the collective humanity itself. Wounds we all carry. Again I get a choice. When the wounds are too painful I get a choice; pull back, keep my learnings to myself or I could use the forums at my disposal to share what I had learned. That does not mean that what I have learned resonates with the reader. It may not be something a reader would hear. I may trigger a reader and I would be verbally attacked, criticized or diminished. And that has happened several times. A reader’s response might trigger my own fears; my own wounding. Each wound that gets drug out of the darkness becomes a choice point.