When trying to practice Emotional Release, I find sometimes I am unsure how to identify “the” one emotion I am feeling, as at times I feel it could one of many. I may feel like there is Anger, Jealousy, and for example Rejection happening at the same time. How do I choose which “one” to identify? Is there an Emotional pecking order as which ones may be a more important to release than other?

I am aware that there is more than what we think we are. I have had experiences over the years that prove this to me and as I relate this to others – I live in that moment as it was today. My family and I have just returned from a three week tour of Europe and I experienced are awakening of something deeper in me in several historic cathedrals ( Chartres ) and Cathar Country. I yearn to go back and to travel the world to places of enlightenment. Can you tell me what is drawing me to visit these places? I feel a need to go to Peru next. We live in Canada in the Yukon Territory in a recreational cottage area on a lake with nature. I think my life style has aided my spiritual education and really long for the beauty I have seen in a deeper level. I see beauty in poverty as well and when in Venice – experienced a deep sadness for the Roma women who beg on the ground, while everyone snickered and walked by. I think my purpose is a teacher but I am also a seeker. I believe we are in a spiritual evolution. My background is nursing and social work and now a honey business. I really long to live in an area where everyone thinks and feels like me and wonder if there is such a place. Maybe Lilydale? Your response is appreciated.

How do we know what a good apple tastes like if we haven’t had a bad apple to compare it to. Do we need bad experiences to give birth to new desires? I recognize we are going back to our source but do we have to suffer to be reborn again? If we are constantly expanding consciousness do we ever contract? If we fulfill all our desires do we just want to suffer again. Seems pointless.

This past summer an old friend came back into my life from our high school days. I am in my early 60’s as is he. We were very mildly friends in HS as I was engaged to another at the time. We dated a couple of times and he wrote me from Vietnam for two years after I was married. He said that as a youth, he was painfully shy and was never able to tell me how he felt about me and was happy to just be my friend. We were both divorced in the early to mid 70’s from our spouses and never saw each other again till he found me on a website. Neither of us ever remarried.

Our connection after all this time was so intense and so strong; it was like we had known and loved each other all thru those years apart. I have never experienced anything so strange or so strongly magical. It was like we had always really KNOWN each other. He told me he had always had a major crush on me and had carried my picture thru 6 years in Vietnam and also said he never stopped thinking about me till he got my email this summer. He was able to tell me things he knew and remembered about me that I had forgotten from 45 years ago like the street I lived on, the outfits I wore, the make and color of my car and that of my mother, what classes we had together, the clubs I was in school, etc. We shared over 1000 emails pouring out everything thru the years.

I am not sure what happened, but I told him in Sept that I needed some time to get my thoughts and feelings together. Quite honestly, I was terrified of the intensity of the feelings I had and have for him. After that, he told me thru an email that this was over and that he didn’t even want to be my friend any longer. The 3 months we shared this summer were never a physical union. It was totally emotional, intellectual and I believe spiritual. He also said he had never connected with anyone to the extent he connected with me.

I just want to know what this was all about as I can’t stop crying over the sense of loss I feel. I feel like I lost my best and dearest friend. And he won’t even talk to me. And I feel at my core that there is some deeper meaning to all this. Am I wrong?

My husband committed suicide in December 2006, I thought I had dealt with it but it’s still there, I feel depressed and still have so much guilt and pain. I have remarried but and moved to another country, sold the house I lived in where my husband hung himself in the garage. I thought I had done the grieving and letting go but apparently not. I have taken up Yoga and just want to find inner peace and enjoy life again. Other times I just want out and everything seems too much. I just want to cry and do nothing and have not responsibilities. He died a few days before Christmas and everyone thinks I should be over it by now. My son was 19 at the time and he is only wanting to talk about it now. How do we survive Christmas and try to put on a brave face when really all I want to do is to get away from pretending I’m ok. I try to stay in the present but it’s so hard. Grief is a completely different ball game when its suicide. Any guidance?