Written by: Joyce Nassar, Executive Contributor
Executive Contributors at Brainz Magazine are handpicked and invited to contribute because of their knowledge and valuable insight within their area of expertise.
Searching. Searching. Searching.
I have searched for love. I have searched for security. I have searched for recognition. I have searched for appreciation.
I have wandered restlessly. I was never satisfied.
An infinite longing was in me, but for what actually? I could not say. I didn't know it myself.
Already as a child, I felt the rejection of my mother, the rejection of the other children. I felt permanently alone and not understood.
In the other realities, I felt accepted, loved, and appreciated. My spirit guides and light companions were always with me and there for me, but the mundane drove me to despair early on.
When I mixed realities, delivered spirit messages or messages from the deceased, for a moment, I was also recognized by people. In retrospect, they found me creepy and avoided me. I felt very lonely in my physical form, especially since my body was also being additionally used and abused. I felt powerless and at the mercy of others, and there was always this longing for something I couldn't name, but I felt driven. I looked for people who understood me. I found them. Also, searchers from different social classes didn't really feel loved and acknowledged. We were all missing something, and we were all not taught to love ourselves. We were never told that we were valuable and important simply because we were a part of mother earth, and our energy field was an important component of the big picture.
We were told to function. We were supposed to make, as one makes. We were seen and sometimes taken in the arm if we had fulfilled conditions and expectations, whether we ourselves were absorbed in it or not: nobody was interested in that! We wanted to be seen and recognized as who we were, not who we were to be made into. We knew we had a choice between adopting and doing what was expected of us or going against and somehow doing our own thing. We also knew that the first option would make us sick, that this insane longing within us would not be satisfied by the so-called norm. We didn't know why we were the way we were, but one thing was clear to us: we don't serve this sick system where our working parents were hardly ever home, where our creativity and our dreams were suppressed, where hardly any adult was really happy: so much strife, sadness, injustice, and stress.
Freedom was an illusion or a dream. It was constantly about what others were saying and thinking or might think. We were not up for it! We broke out, out of this prison in a world where only the surface should be served. We found each other, no matter where: we always found each other, somehow. We did everything that should not be done. We were restless, felt driven, felt not understood, and then there was this eternal longing! Yes. It was an addiction. We wanted to feel that we were alive. We did everything to get a kick out of it. We were criminals, and we did drugs, we were violent towards ourselves and others; we were baseless! The more we went this way, the less understanding there was for us, of course, but we didn't care: we weren't understood before, didn't understand ourselves; now understanding didn't matter anymore!
I was one of those children of the new age. Parents from the hippie generation, grandparents from the post-war period, and the world basked in an illusion in which mental illness was on the rise.
Light and love were ridiculed, and diagnoses were given to people who revealed their clairvoyance. Whoever did not surrender to the whirlpool of economic construction and money was worth nothing. Whoever had dreams, visions, and ideas was a crank. Anyone who was sick had only himself to blame. Whoever did not have his life sorted out the way the so-called society said it should be, was stupid or sick—a system of guilt and fear.
I felt this disorder, this imbalance, and I was not alone, but there was nobody who could lead us out of it and that via the way of conscious consciousness!
There were beliefs, concepts, sects, and religions, but everywhere the fear and pressure were used. I could not go along with it. We could not, and so we find each other and tried to be together in this circle of the outcasts, of ''being different''.
But we talked ourselves into a new illusion. Where there were drugs and crime, there was also deceit and lies, and we fell into "pride" and "respect", "hardness" and "coldness". At least that of what we and others who had been in those circles longer had made of it. The next carousel of lies stood, but drugs and recognition made it pleasant.
My body I destroyed, my longing drove me, and understanding was an unattainable goal.
I could go on for hours about writing or talking about this. Perhaps you have found yourself in my brief excursion through my past or know someone who feels the same way.
I am a child of the new age, and our children are learning from us. Many of us have not made the jump, some have died, others are passing it on to their children, others have fallen to the next extreme and are now serving the surface, after all, as physical and mental symptoms creep in. I am one of few who have chosen the conscious path of transformation and the way of the heart. It is the pure life within us that wants to be lived. So many gifts and abilities continue to be suppressed.
We children of the new age have been analyzed, evaluated, judged, and condemned. We were pigeonholed and diagnosed when all we wanted was to be. To be the way we really were. We had a big heart, wanted so much to realize our ideas and dreams. We also had so much good to give, but only the outside was looked at, and what we had done and/or had not done.
Let us give our children and every human being understanding from the heart. A higher consciousness that looks from heart to heart.
Let's life develop itself, take out pressure, conditions and expectations.
Strengthen our own consciousness, look at ourselves and raise our own energy field so that these higher frequencies can reach other energy fields and new impulses can be given. The children of the new age are running around everywhere in the world. They are in children, in teenagers, in adults, in almost every human being. Maybe these words will help you to look at the unexpected good in people, and to find the gifts of the individual, instead of seeking or expecting the negative. Every person carries something special within them. Do not judge it. Understand yourself, and your understanding will grow.
Let's raise the non-judgmental consciousness, transform our issues, and those of our ancestors, into love and acceptance, so that the children of the new age can get out of searching and finally find themselves because within us is EVERYTHING.
Joyce Nassar, Executive Contributor Brainz Magazine
Joyce Nassar is a spiritual transformation guide and guides people who think that it is no longer going on, that they are not important enough, that they are or must be an eternal victim, that they never get away from their past, that they have no chance of love, health, joy, happiness, and success, of new, healthy and positive life paths. With her incredible life, consisting of mental and physical violence, addictions, all her other suffering and diagnoses, her irrepressible life energy, which she has repeatedly brought up, with her spiritual know-how and she rediscovered love of life, she is now able to help people to get into emotional balance, to feel the self-worth and self-love again and to live consciously again. Her connections to the divine universe and the spirits have given her the construction of creation in terms of vibrations, energies, and frequencies. This deep and higher awareness and expanded understanding make it possible to change health, situations, and one's own life, as well as other lives, into the positive. It consciously reactivates the memories of the original cells so that the body, mind, and soul can be felt and lived in harmony. Joyce Nassar has stood up to encourage with her story, her words, and her face, and to bring the message to the world: Never give up! Believe in yourself! You are valuable and important! You can change everything yourself by using the power of decision for you!
