What is the energetic cause of this lump in my throat? 🧣

Most of us have experienced discomfort in our throat at some point in our lives, whether as a result of swollen glands, a viral infection, an injury or an emotional response to external circumstances. And, perhaps, at these times, we have been more aware of what that impediment meant in relation to our voice and our airway and the importance of that channel within us.

As a rule, we don’t tend to question our voice and the ease with which we can communicate until something interferes with it. We simply take it for granted, not giving our airway – and breathing and staying alive as a result of that oxygen – much thought or energy until something threatens it.

In this reading I address what might be the energetic cause of your throat complaint, i.e. what external event or circumstance is contributing to it; for what is physical always has these emotional components attached.

In this reading, the Hierophant speaks of something that is stuck and which has become too strict and rigid. The image in the card is cold, austere and the man is unsmiling. He rules from a position of power with the church at his back. The men at his feet are his acolytes, they do not dare question him. At first glance, the two grey columns stand out, reminding me immediately of a throat. The Hierophant then presents as a block in this airway; so he is what is stuck and causing the lump.

Are you being dictated to or dominated?
Are there voices in your present or carried forward from you past that are silencing or controlling you?

This card suggests that something that is hiding under the guise of moral rightness is the cause of your ‘lump’. Perhaps that is the medical system if you have tried to find answers via doctors. Perhaps it is the doctrines of society if you have tried to shift, change, challenge or grow at work. Perhaps it is your cultural roots if you were raised within a certain a belief system or under a specific religious canopy. Figure out what might be obstructing you from not only speaking your truth but also living it.

If you are already using your voice to stand up for yourself, what about the voices inside? How do they speak to you and how much of what they say do you believe and take to heart? Something needs to be loosened and set free. There is too much rigidity and stricture. Try something different. Think outside the box. Be a little more eccentric.

 

The Three of Swords shows us how to remove this lump and how to heal it. The answer is in the wounds that we carry in our heart. For just as the card depicts a heart punctured by three separate steel swords: so our own heart has been stabbed by events and individuals. Healing, therefore, comes from a thorough examination of story and self and work on addressing and releasing the trauma.

Who do we need to forgive?
What chapters in our narrative do we need to return to in order to rewrite? 
Where has our own opinion and our own beliefs been stoned and silenced?

Your throat may hurt but it is your heart that needs the healing and perhaps your throat is only blocked in response to trying to stem, silence and still that grief and that work.

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The simple truth


 
I AM enough:
simply because,
I AM.

by Rebecca L. Atherton

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To be healed is having an awareness that you were never broken

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Sweet Surrender

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The flower opens to receive a friend.

Satisfying an inner thirst,
the empty becomes complete.

by Rebecca L. Atherton

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Growing from the centre

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Growing from the centre, spreading out; opening tired arms, reaching out… I begin to evolve; returning – slowly, surely, bit by timid bit – to my maker, to the one who conceived the thought and (albeit thousands of years ago), made my forebears who then lead lives that in a very protracted ‘meandering-around-the-fields kind of way (a bit like my writing) eventually led to me.

But who is that voice that’s calling? And why now? Why not before, when I first had need of it? 

Was it necessary to be so beaten, so tattered and torn, so tangled and tormented, bereft? Did I need to lose it all before I could from the ground, the grey grit of the tired bedraggled pavement, start crawling back?

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Praying, meditating, practicing yoga; spending quiet time, alone time, time with me: I pick up the pieces, attempting to reassemble the puzzle that – whole, complete – amounts to an entirety of something I am only now coming to know.

I try to remember that God loves me and that Jesus died for my sins. I try to remember too that other people have suffered, suffer, are suffering still, and that we are all battling similar things.

Only it’s easy to forget and then feel miserable, or perhaps act out, speaking from the lonely part, the child that has since we began been neglected.

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Reading self-help books; studying religion, spirituality, philosophy, metaphysics… I move, crossing a landscape of boulders that was ‘once upon a time long ago’ green and vibrant.

Planting seeds; tending to the garden, praying to the moon and dancing for the sun: colour arrives and I thrive, rising up from the ashes of pain and shame to walk with grace and confidence.

And I try to have fun and to remember how to play, taking advice from children and the tiny inside me, the ‘me’ that I am only now really learning to see and accept. Fimo unicorns dance across tabletops, origami doves gather around lamps, felttip rainbows remind me to be kind to myself when all around me I’m staring at clouds. Having allowed what has been forbidden to surface, it won’t now be shut back down.

I was afraid that perhaps I wasn’t being mature enough.

I was also afraid that I had gone mad, losing my soul down a rabbit hole that, once entered, did not permit one to turn back.

Now I see that the answer is simple, that I have instead been forced to rewind, returning to parts that never grew, reconnecting with parts that were rejected.

Listening to her, seeing her, for the first time; looking with complete awareness, judgement-free: I slowly heal what was allowed to self-destruct. It is painful and slow. Strange how this journey began as one thing, as a new career path, as an evolution of ego – albeit with a good heart – and then turned into something else entirely that has, in new and nefarious ways, challenged me.

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Walking in the light, I see that God had other plans and that, really, when it’s all peeled back, there is only ever one path, one way, and it is love.

Love makes us happy.

Love brings us peace.

Love enables us to forgive and thereby to finally heal.

Love enables us to reach out and touch and begin to restore, transforming hate and anger, cynicism and judgement, depression and pain. Little by little, the world begins to change. 

It is a journey of a thousand miles. And, like all of you, each day I take another step.

by Rebecca L. Atherton
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Lend me your arms

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Lord,

My heart aches and feels hollow. Inside, there is such grief. Please lend me your arms to hide in in my hour of need. And after, you shoulders to hold my fears. And then your lap, like a basket, to cradle my tears.

Help me to let go of all that is trapped and broken, to fix it piece by piece. Help me to confront all that I am afraid of and in doing so find peace.

Open my eyes to beauty, my soul to sound. Awaken all my senses to the world that surrounds.

Guide me towards a better outlook and quality of life: one that is still and centred, and free from strife.

Show me how to release the past so that I might move on. Show me how to embrace the future so that I can belong.

Turn my attention inward, away from material things. Give me the strength to allow the feelings introspection brings.

Let me love myself as I love others. Let me myself forgive. Show me how to receive as well as how to live.

Love me like a father, guide me like a sage; stand by me as I walk into a future of knowledge and age.

Teach me to live freely. Permit me to yearn. And when the void beckons, help me to learn.

Give me roots to stand on and branches to stretch. Give me buds to nurture and seeds to collect.

Give me leaves to shed and flowers to release. Give me water to drink and air to breathe.

Give me birdsong to dance to and company to share. Give me shade in darkness and space in air.

Give me peace in body and comfort in mind. Give me strength in soul so that I might find the land that I dream of, the people I miss, the place that I belong to and the purpose of this.

Amen

by Rebecca L. Atherton

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