Letter to an Old Soul

Dear Old Soul,

Years ago, I remember listening to a channeling by Lee Carroll, who bIMG_2227.JPGrings forth the being called “Kryon.” I don’t remember the subject of the channeling, but I do remember Kryon saying that old souls tend to have low self-esteem. He explained that because we have been embodied hundreds or thousands of times, we have seen everything. Through our experiences, we have gained wisdom, which we have innocently tried to share with others. However, much of the time, the planet has not been ready for our wisdom. This has led to some unpleasant experiences such as being made fun of, criticized, condemned, jailed, and even killed in past lifetimes.

We have been the minority for a very long time.

As a result, we’ve adopted an element of hesitation, shyness, or a reluctance to really share what we know. And as old souls, we know. We know things deep in our bellies and in our very bones. We know that power, darkness, energy stealing, domination, and violence never get us where we really want to go. We’ve tried it all before, and we have learned that all of the ways we tried to get power from others never brought us the satisfaction we truly longed for. We know that all we are really looking for is home.

As old souls, we know that the way home is through loving ourselves and others, treating all beings with respect, and taking care of the planet. We know that the way to get where we want to go comes from love and freedom, not power and control. We know that utopia comes from taking care of and nurturing each other, especially the downtrodden and the weak. We know that God (or the Universe of Spirit) is not an angry man with a beard in the sky, but rather, love. Pure, radiant, soft love. We know this deep in our cells.

And yet, we’re reluctant to share what we know. Perhaps we see that the world still needs to learn and grow, and isn’t ready for our wisdom, or is only ready for a small dose of it. Perhaps we are too afraid of having our heads cut off or being burned at the stake to share our truth. Whatever the reason, it is ok.

Dear Old Soul, know that I see you, and I love you. I honor the struggles, hardships, horrors, and difficulties you’ve faced in this lifetime and all previous ones. I see your sensitivity, your wisdom, and your gorgeous heart. I see your beautiful sparkling essence. I see your Spirit and the loving that wants to burst out of every pore. I love you, and I love your ability to love, in spite of everything you have experienced.

Dear Old Soul, you are precious and special. Your wisdom is valuable, even if it goes unappreciated. I appreciate you and all you bring to this world. I know it is hard, at times, to be here. You see the shootings, and the racism, the homophobia, the violence and the poisoning of our water and food. You feel the pain and suffering deep in your belly or in your heart. And yet, Old Soul, I remind you to look deeper. Look deeper into your wisdom. You’ve seen this before. Remember that we are here to wake up. And we are witnessing a planet that is waking up quickly and in a giant burst.

Dear Old Soul, I love all that you are. Take care of yourself, nurture yourself, love yourself. And when you feel ready – when you feel safe enough, or maybe just courageous enough – please feel free to share your wisdom with us. Not everyone will understand it, and that’s ok too. But there are those who will. There are those of us who are ready for you. I see you. I honor you.