<script data-pm-proxy="intercept"></script><?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:googleplay="http://www.google.com/schemas/play-podcasts/1.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Maurice's Substack]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maurice's Substack is about "Getting to Know You" at an intimate level.  That is a level where your Heart guides the way and you get to know you from the Inside Out.  Life's decisions become a whole lot easier that way. And yes, you also get to know me! ]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com</link><image><url>https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!IC18!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F9ef9f2c1-1779-4a72-8d2d-00f694b1c619_144x144.png</url><title>Maurice&apos;s Substack</title><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com</link></image><generator>Substack</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2026 15:32:42 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><copyright><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></copyright><language><![CDATA[en]]></language><webMaster><![CDATA[mauriceturmelphd@substack.com]]></webMaster><itunes:owner><itunes:email><![CDATA[mauriceturmelphd@substack.com]]></itunes:email><itunes:name><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></itunes:name></itunes:owner><itunes:author><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></itunes:author><googleplay:owner><![CDATA[mauriceturmelphd@substack.com]]></googleplay:owner><googleplay:email><![CDATA[mauriceturmelphd@substack.com]]></googleplay:email><googleplay:author><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></googleplay:author><itunes:block><![CDATA[Yes]]></itunes:block><item><title><![CDATA[Healing Old Childhood Trauma]]></title><description><![CDATA[Getting to Know You Even Deeper]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/healing-old-childhood-trauma</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/healing-old-childhood-trauma</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2026 20:25:34 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Y9Hy!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F4da8aaee-c155-4963-a962-10a3ea0c97b9_1024x608.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p><em><strong>Prelude:</strong> I&#8217;ve been connected with my Higher Self for decades now. Through this time I&#8217;ve &#8220;received&#8221; inspirational material for books, essays, music and poetry, all designed to awaken, arouse and inform. All designed to help you - myself included - be more in touch with our Heart Centre where all the Love and Good Information exists and arises as circumstances seem to require.</em></p><p><em>If you&#8217;ve been following my Stack for some time you&#8217;ve seen samples of what I&#8217;ve had to offer under this general Title: <strong>&#8220;Getting to Know You.&#8221; </strong>At this point, along with my Guidance, I want to take this all further to help us unpack that which is Ours to Own and then Share with each other as we each progress along our unfolding paths. If you have any questions please put them into the comments and I will address them as they come up. Some of these may actually turn into future posts.</em></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Y9Hy!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F4da8aaee-c155-4963-a962-10a3ea0c97b9_1024x608.jpeg" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Y9Hy!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_424, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F4da8aaee-c155-4963-a962-10a3ea0c97b9_1024x608.jpeg 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Y9Hy!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_848, 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8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a><figcaption class="image-caption">When Healing Comes Alive!</figcaption></figure></div><p></p><h4>Healing Old Childhood Trauma</h4><p>Our Purpose today is to gain mastery over our childhood years, especially those of us still carrying wounds from that part of our lives. Many of us who expect mastery over our Earth Sphere have not tackled this part of their lives as of yet. Believing sadly, that the past has to be left alone, because it is past. When in fact, that is not the case at all, and that&#8217;s what we&#8217;re looking at here.</p><p>Those formative years were devastating for many of you/us, including those believing you are here for some type of Light-Worker Service. That part of your energy is correct. What you are missing is the gravity of how you/we were formed and subsequently came to be the person you are now today.</p><p>Most of us, currently in human form, are all carrying the baggage of those early years. The hurts, the traumas, the abandonment issues, the score of harmful effects left over from that part of our lives. It still lingers inside. It hurts. it affects us all. It scores points when least expected, when you/we are attempting to move forward in some graduating fashion, while still dragging those old chains behind.</p><p>As author here, I have been through all of this and have graduated to a point where I can now easily escape all those early negative effects. In fact, I have gone beyond that to build strength out of those circumstances, by healing their crippling results, and moving past those challenges into higher levels of personal recognition and achievement. I have spent a lifetime doing so, to the point now where it&#8217;s time to pass on these valuable learnings and healing strategies to those of you still dragging that old childhood trauma business with you to this day.</p><p>You/We are not Free until We actually are Free. And that determination is accomplished by healing all those early wounds, which then, can be set them aside once and for all. As author here, I have done that to the nth degree. And this current mission, coupled with life experience, can now serve as an example for what we are about to produce here.</p><p>Childhood is/was a brutal time for most of you, for myself most certainly. And for many of us it was grounded in trauma of one sort or another. Where today many of you can find yourselves easily self-described as &#8220;Wounded Warriors.&#8221; Yes, those childhood years were crucial to what we were all to become, in more ways than we are aware. And many of us have found their way to Science and Psychology for example, and other forms of meditative practice, to get past those early years of suffering. To a point, some of these notable strategies have worked for many. But for a majority still suffering, still carrying that old legacy, there is still much work to be done.</p><p>Why? Because those horrors, whatever they were, linger on, hold you/us back, and drag us down on a moment&#8217;s notice. To the point where many now believe this is part of their life purpose to continue dragging it this along. This potion we are about to offer here is set to remedy that, to take you to the next step of your living journey, and to show you that you have much more to offer once you finally settle these last debts with your past. What we are about to show you is designed to disseminate those remaining hurts and wounds that you may still be carrying to this day, and finally remove them from influence!</p><p>Now we are going to enter the crucial portion of this &#8216;broadcast,&#8217; to assure you that you have much to learn still, by guiding you through this process of healing those last remnants from your traumatic childhood past. Be prepared to suffer somewhat as we unearth those old wounds still begging for your reprieve and ultimate solace. We have much to present here so be prepared to come back to this series several times before you get a solid hold on all these forthcoming practices.</p><p>First of all, you/we have to face the fact that we suffered in those early years. As author here, I was abused by my father, in the crib to start off with, by being silenced with scary tactics by a parent who only cared about his sleep. <em>(My mother had shared this with me.)</em> He shouted at, and startled me as a child, in the crib no less, so that, as a baby, I would go silent, as any frightened being would, because they were feeling under attack. That was just the beginning. As I grew as a child, I was subject to an armload of tyranny including being beaten with a belt for misbehaving, according to father&#8217;s abusive most outrageous standards. This was all happening before I had even reached the subtle age of Five.</p><p>I carried the consequences of this early trauma conditioning throughout my early life. It was this opening salvo of abuse that affected every aspect of my being, including later on, an early marriage that failed and other circumstances where I always felt &#8220;less than&#8221; those around me. Why? Because my childhood had conditioned me to believe that I was &#8220;defective&#8221;, &#8220;broken&#8221; and simply &#8220;no good at all&#8221; according to father. All of which negative conditioning was equally reinforced by the abusive &#8220;catholic religion&#8221; of my youth. Now that history is a long way from what you see here in all my regular posts about self-care, self-actualization, self-love and self-acceptance. That is the mountain I had to climb before I could get to this level of autonomy and self-respect. And this is just a bird&#8217;s eye view of the route I had to travel to reach the levels of autonomy and self-mastery that I now truly enjoy. We/I are sharing this here to show you what can actually be done.</p><p>The necessity for healing childhood trauma is immense and pays off in measurable ways, in terms of genuine self-confidence, self-love and self-acceptance. To the point where you actually come to believe in your personal autonomy as you repeatedly let go of those war wounds that you probably thought you had left behind. If they still haunt and affect your sense of self, then they are not done with you yet. Can they ever be done with? Absolutely! To the point where you can celebrate your total emancipation and feel the Freedom that newly born birds feel when they take off and fly for the first time. That burden, that once held you back, is now actually gone! Relieved! Accepted! Forgiven! And finally set aside! Because that is the goal! This is a final cleanup of that mess you were originally born into. All of those events that crushed you initially, that dragged you through your formative years, those that you may still carry today, while wondering what can I do next, are now finally addressed and ready for release.</p><p>Feeling is Healing! That&#8217;s our mainstay here, and has been from day one during my Practice years. As author, now age 81, I have swung through this melange of challenges to the point where I have let go of more than 90% of that early trauma. Well, nothing is perfect. But more than 90% is more than enough to be relieved of those early burdens, while still seeing the &#8220;gifts&#8221; they have provided you. Oh yes, these can be &#8220;gifts&#8221; in terms of understanding what life can demand of you and what challenges you can face and then conquer. And then learning that &#8220;Yes You Can&#8221; overcome all this and set it aside once and for all, is the final bonus of all!</p><p>That&#8217;s the point. Whatever you&#8217;re still dragging with you can be addressed, can be held up and viewed for what it was and what it still does to you. And then, because of that view, these hurts can be felt and released when you simply Cry Out the pain still associated with them. No more ignoring it, or rationalizing! But Feeling it which becomes Healing it, and that is the path through this whole territory, that is still begging to be cleaned up, in order to finally set you Free.</p><p>And most importantly now, in all such wounds, there is usually more than just pain and hurt to be contended with. There is Anger! Oh yes, there is anger, and oftentimes, there is deep-seated Rage to be contended with as well! All of these feelings must be felt, owned, then cried out, or screamed out, to be relieved by whatever methods work without violating others or hurting yourself further. This is a process. We feel! We work through! And then We heal as we work through this landscape of pain, hurt and abandonment! Because now We Own! Yes, Own, all those feelings we left buried because they were too overwhelming at the time, and we could never master them back then, we were too busy just trying to Survive! But now we can! We have the capacity of adults now. So, Yes we Can!</p><p>And here is our most favoured tool for doing so. It is called Journaling! We write them down! We scream or cry as we need to! But we write them down! That way they now become anchored for us to see, on the page, for us to legitimately Feel and Own, at those Deepest Levels where sobbing takes place! Where crying and releasing takes place! Where screaming in anger takes place! Whatever we need! We allow that to happen because this is Feeling, this is Real, and that is Us owning our inventory of hurt, pain and loss. Somebody has to listen. Nobody did back then! But We, as the adults we now are, can do that for ourselves. That is called True Self-Acceptance! Why? Because we Feel it! And Feeling is the Most Powerful Tool we now have. This is no different than any Grieving that takes place for lost loved ones. This is our Lost Childhood that we are recovering for ourselves. We are now the Healers of all those past Traumas!</p><p>Journaling is our master tool for this process. This is Not creative writing at all. This is saying on paper what we&#8217;ve been feeling all along and what needs Our attention now. No diversions! No side trips! No beautiful soothing music to dull us into quiet. No! We are extracting the deepest components of our pain and losses, of our legitimate feelings, that we were shocked with and felt back then, but weren&#8217;t allowed to own for fear of even getting worse abuse. Those are feelings that we&#8217;ve been carrying to this day. Now we can sever their ties to our old life by Feeling them, by Grounding them into the Present, where we can finally, yes actually, really - Let Them Go!</p><p>You know the feeling of relief when you let something go. That&#8217;s our goal! To Feel! To Own! And to finally Release as the end result. It is crude! It is hard! It is truthful! It is accurate! You are now being True to You. That&#8217;s the mainstay. You are being True to You because You Are Worth It? And, at this point in your life, You Get to Decide what you need and want! No church, no parents, get to decide for you. Only you decide now. Only You!</p><p>This is our Beginning of what this Process is about. It&#8217;s about Healing and finally Releasing all that baggage any of you has been carrying up till now. This is step one. We call it getting acquainted with the territory. There are many layers to this, as there are layers of hurt and sorrow to be surfaced, addressed and accepted within your emotional landscape. You tried to leave those behind because you knew not what else to do back then, and Survival was the most important. Now you have a plan and you can tackle this unresolved residue. Not unlike what happens often in therapy sessions, where professionals are there to guide. I, as individual, and then therapist, did that for decades, both on the &#8220;receiving&#8221; and then on the &#8220;delivering&#8221; end. I know this territory well. I&#8217;ve lived it! And I&#8217;ve helped hundreds through it.</p><p>That&#8217;s how I began addressing these issues over fifty years ago now and have been working at it ever since. And, along the way, with help of course, I have been developing these strategies that we are about to lay out in more detail here. Yes You Can! That&#8217;s our message. My Guidance and Myself, as author, are here to serve this up for you. This is about healing those final stages of earlier pain, loss and trauma, still lingering in the background from your earlier childhood. Because now you are at the point where You want to go further in Your personal growth and achieve every aspect of Your Chosen Life Mission, which is why many of us came on this Earthly Journey in the first place. This is our goal for you with this process. Are You Ready? Then, please stay tuned. More to come in future posts on this very vital need.</p><h4>We&#8217;re Just Getting Started!!!</h4>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cosmic Perspectives #2 - The Way We Were]]></title><description><![CDATA[Trusting Ourselves Again]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives-2-the-way-we</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives-2-the-way-we</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 19:56:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!U9BU!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F508b6827-5a01-4f82-90e7-5a859fad763e_1024x608.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">Trusting Our Divine Universe</figcaption></figure></div><p>We are here again wondering where this life&#8217;s march forward is about to take us. We see vistas ahead and hope they are signs of our gathering speed and momentum as we climb the next hill leading toward our collective destiny, whatever that may be.</p><p>We have been here before we must realize, because we are repeating steps already undertaken. A long time ago, in previous generations, we had a formula for living that took care of all eventualities. This included owning our &#8216;Heart&#8217; and listening to the &#8220;Still Small Voice Within&#8221; that always led the way. Our specific broadcast from the Creator energy came directly through our hearts, as it still does now. But, back then we were listening and trusting as wave upon wave of near and dear messaging came through for all of us.</p><p>We had to interpret of course, as we always have to do. But back then we were actively listening and taking heed of the incoming data. Our messages through the Heart provided all we needed for our unique Soul purpose. At that time we were happy and content with this process as it inherently provided all that we needed.</p><p>Along the way however, many distractions seemed to come about and more and more, we began listening to outside voices rather than our own. Slowly but surely we gave up listening to that inner voice that always had our best interests at heart. And that&#8217;s when we became lost. Some called it The Fall - as a &#8220;Fall from Grace.&#8221; Either way we stopped listening to ourselves as we slowly turned away from that ever present &#8216;inner guidance&#8217; and relinquished the idea that we had been hearing directly from the Creation&#8217;s Source.</p><p>The whole notion of &#8216;inner speak&#8217; got set aside as we started looking to each other for direction and purpose. That could have been fine but, low and behold, some of these external voices grew louder than others and began asserting that they knew better about what was best for all. And that&#8217;s when Religion was born. Such voices had interests of their own to favour and used their pulpits as an instrument for collecting followers and adherents. Their messages it seemed, were designed for the sole purpose of advancing their own influence so they could in turn further enrich themselves and their organization.</p><p>As this externalized mandate began to take over, listening to that &#8216;Still Small Voice&#8217; within became more and more of a rarity often attributed to only the enlightened and artistic few. This brought an end to the idea of trusting ourselves in that most fundamental way that we were born with and had learned to appreciate in those early days or our arrival here on planet Earth. We were hard pressed to realize this until it became plain that such abilities were gradually waning away, to the point where &#8220;we lost faith in trusting ourselves altogether.&#8221;</p><p>Now we are trying to regain that former ability, having recognized that its loss has cost us dearly. We can see this loss in terms of trusting ourselves and hearing our own mandated directives coming from inside our heartfelt nature. We were actually failing to realize this as it became a footnote to our own demise. We had lost contact with a very precise and subtle form of communication that had guided us in previous generations for centuries, if not millennia. Here we are now, scrambling again, to regain that most notable ability which has always been an innate characteristic.</p><p>This ability to hear that Still Small Voice within was heartfelt to begin with. That&#8217;s how it worked. It wasn&#8217;t hard to receive back then. One only had to listen and be willing to hear and feel the directives that were there. These were plain and simple, for us to visualize and consider for our own health and safety and our own sense of well-being. Simply put, we were guided from the inside.</p><p>We still are, but not in the same sense anymore. We lost, or gave up, that primal ability in favour of listening to others who thought they knew better than we and convinced us that they had the right information. This of course served them well, these so-called leaders, teachers and religious authorities, but provided little or nothing for us in terms of real value even if we strongly believed they had the right answers.</p><p>How did this happen, this loss of faith in our own abilities to listen and receive? How did we land so far away from our own pristine origins, our place in the world, our presence Divine? How did we lose touch with our personal view of life and our own interpretation of all that mattered?</p><p>This was an abomination some would say, a travesty, a &#8220;Fall from Grace perhaps?&#8221; Well it took us all apart eventually and we became lost as never before. Each new season we would wonder if this was the time to renew that faith in ourselves we once had. Such a season is upon us now, here in this new millennium, where words and phrases like &#8220;Heartfelt&#8221; and &#8220;Awakened&#8221; are back in the language, spoken as new truths to be garnered at this time, or as old truths to be resurrected, more accurately.</p><p>Either way, it is here, as an admonishment and Call to Action. We have to trust ourselves to survive whatever pandemic or natural disaster may befall us. But more than that, such a recuperation is mandatory for each of us to find our own way again, to reconnect with our specific sets of directives that we could chew on for our own purposes and benefit. What&#8217;s good for us individually is good for all of us, if it is truly coming from the Heart.</p><p>We are waking up again some would say, throwing off those old shackles of listening to others without discerning the value and validity of their message for our best experience. There&#8217;s no doubt there are experts we do need to listen to. Our most recent pandemic has taught us that. But there are voices out there that have no value and no purpose other than to serve their own ends, rather than the good of all, voices that believe in tariffs as example. We listen to such voices at our peril, as opposed to trusting our own heartfelt experience as was the order of the day back in those earlier times where we first arrived here as a newer species of earthly life.</p><p>Now we, or some of us, are tuning into that Still Small Voice again, and learning what we have to know about ourselves and our position here on this sphere. &#8220;Why are we here?&#8221; one could ask again. And an answer might include: <em>&#8220;to listen to ourselves and hear those messages that are directed to each of us personally through our own inherent GPS&#8221; (God Pleasing Self).&#8221; </em>That was the order of the day way back when - why not now?</p><p>That&#8217;s the message here in this piece. We had those gifts at one time and used them specifically for the purposes intended, to be guided to our own best interests and those of the many. We are all part of this fabric of life which communicates with itself regularly, on an ongoing basis, to keep us abreast of who we are and what is our purpose.</p><p>We&#8217;ve asked these questions before, and now we know they are fundamental. Being led back to our Hearts is also fundamental we are now realizing, and necessary if we are not only to survive, but thrive as a species upon this planet. By leaning into this truth do we acknowledge that we are fundamentally One and the Same as individuals occupying these bodies, and One and the Same as members of this entire fabric that encompasses all life.</p><p>We are Life itself in its grandest gesture, as members of a species that can cooperate together and build a better place for all concerned. We are not solely individuals, separate from each other - we are parcels of the same energy that animates all life.</p><p>Our role at this point is to realize this interconnectedness, this holy alliance that constitutes the very fabric of life as it determines its place and motivation on this grand sphere we call Earth as it works cooperatively with each and every member. We are One and Unified. And we are strongest when we realize this and adhere to that simple innate reality.</p><p>This is our purpose now - to wake up and smell the coffee. We are One, bound by the Heart, connected to the whole and members of this giant fabric called Life on Earth. We are One and the Same, and yet different, in colour, attributes, inclinations, desires and loves. We are this earth&#8217;s human orchestra and we need to play well together.</p><p>This message and these pieces come from my heart of course, as I hear and feel them, to be shared with you all as my part in this grand design. You of course, are urged to utilize your own discernment, to see for yourself if such messages resonate for you. I hold no ulterior motives or designs of grandeur. I simply share that which is given to me, to be considered by you, the reader, as you contemplate through your heart sense what this means for you. My Heart Re-Connection happened 30 years ago and has been with me ever since. I trust it implicitly, even when I&#8217;m angry or upset. Why? Because It is constant and It is always there for me. Learning to Trust Myself and trusting this connection has now become the Main Constant in my life.</p><p>Your heart is your GPS as is mine. By sharing with each other do we enrich and enliven ourselves with our contributions to the whole. This is a testament to the process as well as informative in itself, in terms of helping You come to terms with what lies in Your Heart. Whatever each one of us can share has the potential to help others. That&#8217;s the way it once was, and that&#8217;s where we&#8217;re going back to:</p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><strong>The Way we Were - </strong><em>Trusting Ourselves Again</em></h4>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cosmic Perspectives]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wandering Wonders!]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2026 16:57:13 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!7mF-!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F3f3cc2a6-e596-4c0b-9534-5894cdda0c12_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">Cosmic Perspectives on Life</figcaption></figure></div><h4 style="text-align: center;"><strong>Who am I, and Why am I here?</strong></h4><p>Who are we and why are we here? These are the two most important questions to ask of why we&#8217;re on this planet in the first place. As the title suggests, we are quizzical about our life purpose, including our reasons for being on Earth. Why are we human when so many life forms exist here? Why are we conscious in an apparent different manner than the broader animal kingdom? How did we arrive here in the first place?</p><p>There are many answers to these questions and more are coming all the time, from religion, from schools of philosophy and from other interested entities as well. It is not easy to answer these fundamental questions about our purpose. Still, we can try as have so many before us.</p><p>We are gathered here for a purpose and that purpose I believe is written in our hearts. This is where the dreams, the practical phases and the exploratory pursuits can be generated, in order investigate and assess. It&#8217;s easy to say &#8220;do this&#8221; or &#8220;do that,&#8221; but impractical without direction and understanding to assist the process. What we do or not do is based on something and that seems to be our heart where passion and awareness are concentrated, the feeling nature of our species.</p><p>We have stories such as myths and legends as to how humans arrived on this planet, how we were created and what our purpose might be. But these are stories and not actual facts. Such stories are insufficient as they don&#8217;t fully capture our individual uniqueness and our current understanding of the dynamics that drive us. These do, however, offer more than the suggestions previous generations derived from scriptures, parables and myths of those times.</p><p>This is why I am assuming that we need to go back to the heart because that is where our more current information emerges, personal heart-felt experience as it flows through us every day of our lives. It so happens that many of us believe in different things in terms of our origins. Again, I for one refer us back to the heart.</p><p>It is difficult to believe we can trust this heart entity, this part of us that speaks from inside. But, this is the direct line to the Creator who is the &#8216;still small voice&#8217; we hear inside, our personal piece of the cosmic puzzle now called human. Religions may thrash and reject this notion because they believe in the written word as presented in their sacred texts. However, most major religions have sacred texts and few of these groups actually agree with each other. In fact, wars have been fought to try and demonstrate whose religion was right, by attempting to annihilate the others. How has that been working for us?</p><p>There has to be a better way, a more functional way to get the answers we need which include our own specific set of instructions. Help is on the way! The answer again is the Heart. What we feel and realize through that process of inner connection is from where our instructions and suggestions might come. That doesn&#8217;t mean we don&#8217;t listen to others who have the benefit of more life experience. It means that with all these varied sources of information pouring in, we need a way of sorting through what is valid for us and what is not. We do not need to reinvent the wheel. We listen, we absorb and we feel, and what feels right for us will take us to where we need to be.</p><p>We are urged to be discerning these days, in assessing what is good or bad for us. The same can be true for our own self-assessments and what we want from life, and what we have to offer. When we hear someone say they love what they are doing, we can assume they have made their choices based on passions and personal inclinations. They have chosen what their hearts said was clearly the direction for them.</p><p>This is not always the case. Until we get to the point of truly trusting what our hearts have to offer, we may step into a lot of scenarios that do not work for us. However, they may teach us more about what we truly want to do by helping us eliminate that which does not resonate. And that addresses the fundamental question we are all asking at certain times in our life. Anything that teaches us what we don&#8217;t like or feel comfortable with may likely steer us toward that which we truly desire as a part of our self-discovery.</p><p>This is how this heart business works. It knows what it wants at some level, but needs to try a variety of things to become more focused on its true aim. Nothing is wasted. All experiments lead to the final result, our best place to be at a certain point in our lives.</p><p>Yes, we are always experimenting. It&#8217;s fun and can be very useful in helping us define who we are in terms of preferences and choices. This not only speaks to the kind of work we prefer but also to our choices in friendships and love-mates. Ultimately, the latter will prove to be a big finale for those of us ready to take that step. Again, the heart speaks and then directs the action.</p><p>At this point, some folks may ask, what about the mind? When do we consider that a source of truth and valuable information? The mind of course is a key component in our world of assessments and choices. The mind assesses all data coming in and then interprets what is helpful and what is not so helpful based on available information. However, the mind still relies on the heart for its ultimate direction. It is still the heart which generates the ever evolving list of passions and life purpose.</p><p>We know this intellectually. People like to make assessments based on facts. These are very helpful and necessary. Yet the heart still knows what it prefers in terms of genuine love, for whatever is being presented and considered. This is about trusting ourselves and our information sources, trusting our ability to assess facts and experiences that serve us in some capacity for what we want to do while we&#8217;re busy being human.</p><p>This process is about learning to trust ourselves as we navigate our way through life. It&#8217;s about waking up to who we really are and using our best gifts to assert what we truly want and value. This is a system that is designed to serve our human side, as well as the spiritual and emotional dimensions. All of these are components of being human while occupying a body on this Earth. It is a go to resource for ascertaining what is truly best for us overall.</p><p>We didn&#8217;t show up on this planet with a list of directions on how to use this human body and apply ourselves to different situations. We learn these processes as we grow and mature. Ideally we are exposed to good teachers, good parents and wise mentors along the way. We are here for a purpose. We each have our list of specialties. This process is about learning to use this gift of human life to the best of our abilities and innate passions. Our first step is to determine who we are and why we are here. That comes from us.</p><p>As we learn to use this vehicle, our body, with all its accessories, such as our heart, emotions and mind. We learn what we are here for, what our gifts are and what calls to our heart in key moments of self-discovery. Our entire visit to this planet we call home is a process of self-discovery: I am a human; I have a body; I have emotions; I have thoughts and ideas; I have a heart that provides direction; and I have a soul that brings out perfection, for what that means to us. This is a clearly understandable sequence. It could have been written on the package we arrived in. But, alas, no. Part of the journey is self-discovery at every stage, from using our hands and feet, to feeling our way through the wonders of existence. There is no substitute for the heart and our inner connection to Source.</p><p>Learning to know and trust our heart is a sign we are coming to know ourselves at the very core of our being. Then, we can be assured we have answers to those fundamental questions of who are we, and why are we here. In fact we will have very good answers to those questions when we own them and then ask:</p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><strong>Who am I, and Why am I here?</strong></h4>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Messages from the Universe #1]]></title><description><![CDATA[In Memory of Times Past]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/messages-from-the-universe-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/messages-from-the-universe-1</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2026 19:07:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!GlLb!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F3d6e3c84-064c-491b-ac05-61f0c6d9f5c5_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">Messages from the Universe</figcaption></figure></div><p></p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><strong>Messages From the Universe</strong></h4><p><em><strong>Prelude:</strong> I&#8217;ve been connected with my Higher Self for decades now. Through this time I&#8217;ve &#8220;received&#8221; material for books, essays, music and poetry, all designed to awaken, arouse and inform. All designed to help you/us - myself included - be more in touch with our Heart Centre where all the Love and Good Information exists and arises as circumstances seem to require.</em></p><p><em>If you&#8217;ve been following my SubStack for some time you&#8217;ve seen samples of what I&#8217;ve had to offer under the general Title: <strong>&#8220;Getting to Know You.&#8221; </strong>At this point my Guidance wants to take this all further to help us unpack that which is Ours to Own and then Share with each other as we each progress along. If you have any questions please put them into the comments and I will address them as they come up. Some of these may actually turn into future posts.</em></p><p><em>I know this approach seems unorthodox but it is how things have worked for me since the mid 90s when all this &#8220;Input&#8221; started to show up. It is time I believe to share in this format now and I urge you to Judge for Yourself, at Your Feeling Level, if such an approach and attached information is suited for you. I am not looking for converts. I am simply looking to inform via methods I&#8217;ve developed and been encouraged to investigate for myself, and then adapted to since this process began. I&#8217;m just one of many &#8220;Receivers&#8221; now online, sharing what we&#8217;ve learned, and passing it on as part of this overall contribution to the General Awakening Process now happening around the Globe.</em></p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><em>In Memory of Times Past</em></h4><p>We are taking you on a journey here, inside your Heart of course, where all journeys begin and end. We are asking our writer to be patient here and let the pen glide along the paper as we set out to map such a journey, unfolding through all your lives of course. You came here for a reason, as all humans have done, past - present - and, yes, future - and you laid out a scheme of stellar experiences for your Heart to appreciate and enjoy.</p><p>These efforts started off with some difficulty at times - the death of a loved one - turbulence in family of origin - hostile environments - lack of love or attention in early years. All of these events and experiences were to set the tone of your upcoming journey, through this Earth&#8217;s Sphere. They took you through various physical circumstances, through Love&#8217;s territory, abundant and/or stingy at one time or another, but yet, leaving you hopeful for the most part, as you unfolded through time.</p><p>You may have found yourself among people who exhibited many negative traits, some attitudes of harm, or in circumstances of abuse and loss, that set the stage for what you were about to experience and learn from. &#8216;A hardship here!&#8217; &#8216;A joyful release there!&#8217; &#8216;An abominable circumstance of abuse and hurt!&#8217; &#8216;The caring arms of a warm and loving person!&#8217; Your life carried on as such, and you learned to adapt, or then sometimes rebel against, that which was put before you.</p><p>These were choices of course. Choices you had made before those circumstances arose, those that either threatened or invited you. You had to adapt, most assuredly, to those emerging conditions, those offsetting experiences that threw you for a loop at times. Again, that was adaptation, setting the ground for what was about to become You! Yes You! The engineer of this journey. The chooser of these circumstances. The designer of this &#8220;rig-a-ma-roll&#8221; called Life as you portended to have it served up.</p><p>&#8220;I intended this?&#8221; You say.       The answer is Yes. You set forth the groundwork of what you were about to travel.</p><p>&#8220;For what purpose?&#8221; You might ask.      For the purpose of rescuing you from limiting circumstances, that you had jostled with in previous lifetimes.</p><p>&#8220;I&#8217;ve been here before? You ask.     You have been here many times, and in many forms. This is just another one of those adventures that you helped shape and then launch for whatever purpose was at hand.</p><p>&#8220;Why would I do that?&#8221;     To learn of course. To grow. To anticipate. To also enjoy hopefully. And then, to appreciate those particular challenges that were helping You become You.</p><p>&#8220;Why would I want to grow with such difficulties?&#8221;    Because you wanted the challenge of answering for yourself: &#8216;How much can I gain and learn this time around?&#8217;</p><p>&#8220;You mean I set this up?&#8221;   Yes, we mean that You, along with your Guidance set this up!</p><p>&#8220;Oh boy&#8221; you say - &#8220;So I have no one to blame for my life except me? Is that correct?&#8221;  Yes! Correct! But more specifically - you have no one to Thank except Yourself for choosing whatever path of resistance and affirmation that you chose to undertake.</p><p>&#8220;OK, OK,&#8221; you say. &#8220;Does that mean that I am God?&#8221;    Exactly! - We remind you! You are of course God. He/She/It lives in All of Us. No exceptions! We are all part of the Party! And our unique circumstances have been part of our own choosing, with the help of Guidance of course.</p><p>&#8220;Who is this Guidance?&#8221;   Your Higher Self of course, always there, always prepared, helping you find your way through whatever challenges you chose to undertake.</p><p>&#8220;So, there&#8217;s no one to blame?&#8221; you sigh.     No one but your own Heart and Soul, and Higher Self of course, who created and chose this contract, and then set it into motion. At which point you descended into this reality called Earth Life to live it out that particular script. And yes, for the umpteenth time again, so you could grow a little more with each visit.</p><p>&#8220;Why again would I do all of that?&#8221;    As one of your Earth&#8217;s great writers from the last century has been quoted on her summary of life&#8217;s unfolding:</p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong>&#8220;I accept the Grand Adventure of Being Me!&#8221; -  </strong><em><strong>Simone de Beauvoir</strong></em></p><p>&#8220;Wow!&#8221; you say. &#8220;I&#8217;ve heard of her. She is awesome.&#8221;                                                     <strong>&#8220;Yes She Is&#8221; we reply, &#8220;And So Are You!&#8221;</strong></p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;Messages from the Universe&#8221;</em></h4><p><strong>NOTE:</strong> &#8220;Messages from the Universe will come to this Stack regularly now. We, your messengers, will share snippets like this for regular posting as a method of informing you readers about yourselves and your own choices before coming here to this Earth environment. You&#8217;ve all done it, many times truth be told, too numerous to count in most cases, because, you all wanted authority over your own lives, rather than constantly feeling like victims. That part is over! You are Not and Never were Victims! You are Choice-Makers, Adventure-Seekers and Lovers of Life, looking to express yourselves in the great variety of methods readily available for you here.</p><p>These are methods you have chosen time and time again, throughout the periods of your various incarnations. You are Sacred Beings having sacred adventures of your own design and making. And, as a result, you rise to new levels of self-gained authority, renewed purpose, and desire for life-affirming events of every colour and stature. So you could venture forth, uncover that which is yours, and see yourselves evolving in ever more sophisticated forms, all for the purpose of spreading Love throughout the designs of all your grand adventures.</p><p>This particular one is yours again of course, as has been the case for those of you reading this, over the centuries and millennia even, of your time here on Mother Earth&#8217;s Playground. This has become your birthplace of joy and fun, as you&#8217;ve formulated it for yourselves, from the very beginning. Your grander purpose is about to arise now, from the ashes of previous lifetimes and into the nether reaches of the Great Unknown! You are Surveyors! You are Charters of New Courses! You are Brave and Loving Creatures having the Time of your Lives on this Playground called Mother Earth.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>More to Come, of Course, in Future Posts: Stay Tuned!!!</strong></em></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Back-Scratcher ]]></title><description><![CDATA[by David Bumbaugh]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/the-back-scratcher</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/the-back-scratcher</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2026 19:26:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!wTiJ!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F76e43506-6f8e-433b-b8f7-4e1e7647d60b_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" 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class="image-caption">A group of men and women scratching each other's backs</figcaption></figure></div><p></p><p><strong>The Back-Scratcher - A Poem by David Bumbaugh</strong></p><p>The Fall from Grace, the great disruption of primordial order, the Original Sin, had nothing to do with eating apples or talking with snakes.</p><p>The instrument of Our Fall was a wooden backscratcher, that piece of wood, bent at the end so one can reach the unreachable spot - there - between the shoulder blades - no, down just a little bit lower - now up a little bit - yes, there! - where the most persistent itch takes up residence, <em>of course.</em></p><p>Before the backscratcher, before that simple, infernal device, We, like our primate kin, depended on others to do for us, what we could not do for ourselves: &#8220;You scratch my back, I&#8217;ll scratch yours!&#8221;</p><p>Before the backscratcher, before that simple, infernal tool, we needed each other to scratch the unreachable itch!</p><p><em>But </em>- The wooden backscratcher dissolved the bonds of reciprocity, unloosed the ties of community, and tempted us to believe in our own Godlike self-sufficiency.</p><p>And God walked in the cool of the Garden, and saw &#8216;<em>one of us&#8217;</em> Primates standing alone.</p><p>&#8220;What have you done,&#8221; God asked, &#8220;that you stand alone?&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;I found a backscratcher,&#8221; said the beast, &#8220;and now I need no one.&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;Poor beast,&#8221; said God, &#8220;now you must leave this garden: In Eden, no one stands alone, each depends on the others.&#8221;</p><p>And thus began Our wandering, Our pacing up and down the earth, scratching our own itches, pretending self-sufficiency, trying to ignore the persistent sense of loss, the vague yearning for the primordial order, a world where You scratch my back, and I scratch yours.</p><p>A wooden backscratcher is poor compensation for the gentle touch of a living - and <em>therefore</em> &#8216;<em>loving&#8217;</em> - hand!  <em>Isn&#8217;t It?</em></p><p><em><strong>NOTE: </strong>This &#8220;poem&#8221; was given to me by a friend. She thought it was funny as I did too, on first glance.</em></p><p><em>But now I see it differently, as an &#8220;Ask&#8221; of a different sort. What is it about us that we think we can walk this earth unencumbered, seeking solace we may think wisely one might say, rather than believing others can help?</em></p><p><em>Are we not foolish, if not disdainful, when we eschew the presence of others? Are we not One and the Same, all of us, no pun intended, when we agree to work together, to strive together and to believe together? Believe what? That we are in fact One and the Same!</em></p><p><em>Then why pretend otherwise, when reaching for that backscratcher again, as if we are still alone?</em></p><p><em>&#8220;Not at all&#8221; answers the God within - &#8220;You need each other, as I do you! And together we shall walk this path together, that leads to mankind&#8217;s essential unfolding, as we pursue our individual, and yet collective, missives.&#8221;</em></p><p><em>Yes, backscratching is an anomaly, a function of being human, of having a Front we can readily see, and a Back that is so often out of reach. Why can&#8217;t we have each other&#8217;s back? It makes sense, doesn&#8217;t it? Of course it does!</em></p><p><em>Of all the backscratching repertoire there might be, having each other&#8217;s backs is simply a mainstay!</em></p><p><em>&#8220;I&#8217;ve got your back my brother!&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;ve got yours too my sister!&#8221;</em></p><p><em>Yes, the Heart says: &#8220;Having each other&#8217;s back is the way forward at every juncture. Put the backscratcher away and take care of your brothers and sisters! </em></p><p><em>We are all One, aren&#8217;t we?&#8221; Of course we are! </em></p><p><em>&#8220;Got Your Back!&#8221;</em></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cosmic Perspectives - "Mission Accomplished"]]></title><description><![CDATA[Who Am I? - Why Am I Here?]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives-mission-accomplished</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives-mission-accomplished</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2026 20:06:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!hugS!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Ff798610d-454b-4130-94b4-4aca7c669717_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!hugS!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Ff798610d-454b-4130-94b4-4aca7c669717_1024x608.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!hugS!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_424, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Ff798610d-454b-4130-94b4-4aca7c669717_1024x608.png 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!hugS!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_848, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_webp, 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8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a><figcaption class="image-caption">On finding our Life Purpose</figcaption></figure></div><p><strong>Mission Accomplished</strong></p><p>There is a lot to say about this part of our journey where we rally together to see where we are going. In this reflection we are unravelling the truth of our nature and our purpose on Earth. Let&#8217;s look at where we are going. The vistas are plentiful. There are all kinds of sights to see and all kinds of challenges to tackle. First, is our life purpose.</p><p>Yes, each of us have a life purpose, a singular design made especially for us individually along with our unique characteristics and talents. This includes all our abilities and inclinations. Simply put, we have a purpose in life that is uniquely our own to uncover and master.</p><p>We arrived on this planet years ago when we were born with a particular package of gifts that have been revealing themselves to us at each stage of our life, never giving away the so-called ending, which has yet to be fully realized.</p><p>With that in mind, what is this life purpose? Are we here for fun or for contributing something of substance? Are we a boy or girl, or a transgendered individual who has unique capabilities devoted to that challenge? Are we left-brained or right-brained in terms of activity and processing of information? Do we tend to focus on love or on intellectual pursuits? Are we capable of a particular complexity, or something else altogether?</p><p>The choices are as plentiful as the questions we get to ask as we go through the various stages of our life. What we want as a teenager may be vastly different from what we want as an adult. We are imbued with tasks to accomplish and experiences to partake, each giving us a clearer view of what we like and don&#8217;t like. This allows us to test those inclinations and pursuits, and eventually discard those that no longer hold interest or the promise of any future for us. I call this the experimental stage where we are sampling from the buffet of life to see more clearly what we actually like and want more of.</p><p>Our hearts are awakening at times like these as we go through our forest of possibilities, each more desirable than the previous until we reach those special ones that grab us by the heart and hold us firmly in their grip. We can pause and look at these further. They may be discarded in the future, but for now they hold interest.</p><p>With continued experimentation and testing to see how these pursuits feel, we come to learn which of them will stay and which may be set aside for a while. Some of these we may keep while others will be left behind at some future point. Those we carry forward, be they music, sports, higher education as examples, given whatever fascination they hold, will take us further on our adventure. We pause for a while to explore them further, to learn more about what they hold for us as we continue to investigate and appreciate what they have to offer. It&#8217;s like a buffet of sorts and we are sampling to determine which do we like best.</p><p>Some of us are fortunate early in life to find the one or two things that will carry us throughout our lives. Most of us are just sampling various options until we see what else lies ahead. Regardless of that, each pause gives us the chance to taste and savour that which is before us. Our hearts will jump with glee when some of our samples turn out to be right for us.</p><p>Onward we go, exploring, testing, trying, rejecting, trying again, savouring, releasing and then moving on. The process carries us forward on our march toward wholeness, our particular brand of wholeness, unique to ourselves, tailor made it would seem and ready when we are.</p><p>The process of tasting and savouring keeps us going until we find that unique set of attributes that personally speak to us. This is when our hearts leap for joy and we know we have found something that resonates for us and satisfies our particular range of tastes.</p><p>These are moments of joy through self-discovery. These are the moments where our particular picture of what lies ahead for us comes into view more clearly. This is when we can appreciate that we are on the right track. &#8220;What is it that we want now?&#8221; we ask. And those random samplings provide us with the answers.</p><p>Good, bad or indifferent, these discoveries lead us to the ultimate of possibilities that make our eyes light up and our hearts sing. Such reactions testify that we have found what we were looking for, at least for the present. Possibilities never stop presenting themselves and tempting us until we seize those that resonate and prompt us to make them our own.</p><p>What a unique set of circumstances this presents, tickling our affinity for this or that until we find that which is uniquely our own, stamped with our approval by the ray of joy in our hearts. The heart knows what it wants. It is our internal GPS. It leads us ever forward to that which offers us the greatest possibilities and satisfaction.</p><p>These unique explorations are always tied to where the heart wants to go; that is, if we are listening to our hearts, rather than to the random noise and suggestions that chime in from around us. This most often comes from people, whether close to us or not, who think they know better about what we want or should want.</p><p>We will explore such distractions and obstacles further as we dig deeper into this elementary process. For now, we are trusting ourselves; that is the ideal. Problems arise when we don&#8217;t, or can&#8217;t hear or feel our own heart because of the cacophony of noises and distractions that may be surrounding us at various stages of our lives.</p><p>We are describing here the ideal processes to avoid any distraction from the bigger vision of following our heart. This is where we know best, by what is in our heart that keeps us true to ourselves.</p><p>This is an important point because not all journeys are easy to make or straightforward in their offerings. There are often distractions and impediments that make it difficult for us to see or hear what our heart wants us to know. With persistence and determination, we will feel and hear what our heart holds dear for us as it consistently points toward what is uniquely and unreservedly our own to consider and act upon.</p><p>At this point we are claiming an ideal, a process unencumbered by rattles and noises from voices outside of ourselves that can misguide us. Under the rubric of mission accomplished we are listening to our ideal voice which speaks to us from deep within and asserts what we need to know.</p><p>Our heart speaks and we listen. Our heart says go here and we go. Our heart says &#8220;bravo,&#8221; and we smile and cheer. Our heart is our beacon and our beacon is fuelled by love. The real measure of life is, how much do I love what I am doing? That is a tell tale signal to answering the ultimate question, &#8220;Why am I here?&#8221;</p><p>When we have that answer coming straight from our heart, we can safely say Mission Accomplished!</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Wandering Soul]]></title><description><![CDATA[&#8220;Your Awakening is At Hand&#8221;]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/wandering-soul</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/wandering-soul</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2026 20:19:53 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!NxNv!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fd5cf441f-9d44-49ea-ba81-6ce0946b59f9_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">Wandering Soul through Space</figcaption></figure></div><p><em><strong>NOTE:  This is an older Guided Meditation I put together nearly 30 years ago.  It&#8217;s been sitting in my inventory since then.  Now I feel the urge to share it again as it speaks directly to our Times of 5D Ascension, Personal Growth and Spiritual Awakening.  The God of All lives Within.  No Exceptions!  We are all Part of this Universal Love awakening now for All of Mankind to partake of.  You only have to Trust Your Own Heart Centre to Know what is True for You.  Listen!  Enjoy!  And please give us some feedback on how it makes you feel!</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>Maurice</strong></em></p><div class="native-audio-embed" data-component-name="AudioPlaceholder" data-attrs="{&quot;label&quot;:null,&quot;mediaUploadId&quot;:&quot;71991d4d-beaf-4a01-be16-2942a0aef5e4&quot;,&quot;duration&quot;:585.3518,&quot;downloadable&quot;:true,&quot;isEditorNode&quot;:true}"></div><p></p><h4><em>We are here for you now,   You are never alone,   God inside says - To be True,   Time to love you</em></h4><h4><em>Let Me hold you Now,   I am your Friend,   Love is all there is,   From now unto the End</em></h4><h4><em>Time to Awaken,   Time to feel that Pulse,   Growing ever so boldly,  Taking us to the House</em></h4><h4><em>We are here for you now,   We are here at the prow,   You are Safe in the Love,   Time to hear our Song</em></h4><h4><em>Your Heart is Awakening,  Building on Trust,   Your goal is Strengthening,   You can count on Us</em></h4><h4><em>Inside your Soul now,   Let it be Bold now,   Inside your Heart,   Is where we start</em></h4><h4><em>Love is Awakening,   Your world is Strengthening,   Time to move on,   You are so Strong</em></h4><h4><em>We are here Together,   Here forever,   Guarding our Souls,   Reaching our Goals</em></h4><h4><em>The Wonder of Life is now ours,   We can see right to the Stars,   Our Heaven is opening its gates,   Our Time to Awake</em></h4><h4><em>Yes You Can,       Oh Yes, You Can,       Be True to You Now!</em></h4>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Arbitrary Memorandum]]></title><description><![CDATA[&#8220;Home is Where the Heart Is&#8221;]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/arbitrary-memorandum</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/arbitrary-memorandum</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2026 19:14:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure 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/__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fbc3cbea4-ec67-4035-bd4a-eb4087dc6f30_1024x608.png 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!FVQb!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_848, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fbc3cbea4-ec67-4035-bd4a-eb4087dc6f30_1024x608.png 848w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!FVQb!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_1272, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fbc3cbea4-ec67-4035-bd4a-eb4087dc6f30_1024x608.png 1272w, 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!FVQb!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_auto, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fbc3cbea4-ec67-4035-bd4a-eb4087dc6f30_1024x608.png 1456w" sizes="100vw" fetchpriority="high"></picture><div class="image-link-expand"><div class="pencraft pc-display-flex pc-gap-8 pc-reset"><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container restack-image"><svg aria-hidden="true" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 20 20" fill="none" stroke-width="1.5" stroke="var(--color-fg-primary)" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M2.53001 7.81595C3.49179 4.73911 6.43281 2.5 9.91173 2.5C13.1684 2.5 15.9537 4.46214 17.0852 7.23684L17.6179 8.67647M17.6179 8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a><figcaption class="image-caption">Our Heart is an Open Book</figcaption></figure></div><p></p><p><em><strong>NOTE:</strong> Just a reminder! I have mentioned this before, but it bears repeating. I &#8220;receive&#8221; on a regular basis through my Higher Self. To be clear, this is not Channeling, this is simply Receiving as I&#8217;ve done for over 30 years since I made the connection back in the early 90s. My Higher Self speaks to me, and through me, resulting in essays, poetry, books and music creations I&#8217;ve garnered over the years. I also journal at the end most days on whatever might concern me and receive &#8220;reflections&#8221; in turn that help make things much clearer. That&#8217;s our relationship! I initially learned, and am repeating here, that this facility is available to Any and All of us, once You Declare you are Ready. Your Heart is Your guidance to getting there. These pieces I receive, come to me as 1st drafts which I then work through, until a final product, such as this one today, is ready to be shared.</em></p><p><em><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</strong></em></p><p>Your Heart is at Stake! We are looking at life from the internal microscope of our Hearts. Our Hearts are the Guidance we need at times in our lives, especially times like these. They lead us into the future inexorably, because we need that focus so our ducks can again be put in a row. That&#8217;s how we rule from the inside out, when we are focused and connected to the Heart.</p><p>Our energetic territory is vast. It encompasses all of human life with only one particular viewpoint - Our Own! We dive into that dimension of living possibilities and we adhere to what is required. There are clues that surface in our sphere and help point the way. At times they may seem misleading, but coming from the Heart, that is simply not possible.</p><p>We are not ruled however, we are guided. We surface as we can that which means the most to us at any given time. Myself, as author here, have done so throughout my life and never stopped digging, not even now while in my 81st year of life. Something is cooking most every day.</p><p>I tune into my &#8220;Within,&#8221; my &#8220;Higher Sphere&#8221; as required, as urged, as subtly reminded sometimes when i need to pick up the pace and move that emerging agenda forward once more. Most recently, I have given up the pursuit of revisiting those old &#8220;father issues&#8221; for the upteenth time. I have said &#8220;No, I am done with that. I am done fixing that damage from way back then. From now on I am My Own Purpose and this is My Life!&#8221;</p><p>So onward we go, into this new balance of life where the rules are different than ever before, because We/I are no longer constrained by the past. We&#8217;ve said: &#8220;No! We are done! Let&#8217;s move on! Our life is Ours! No more catering to the Past!&#8221;</p><p>This is an important moment in everyone&#8217;s life, a &#8220;Turning the Corner&#8221; moment as many like to say. A decision! A reflection! A purpose resurrected! We may be done growing for now, because it&#8217;s time for some &#8220;doing&#8221; again, as only our Heart can dictate, elucidate and guide. So, we ask: &#8220;Where to now?&#8221;</p><p>Since we&#8217;re not &#8220;fixing&#8221; anymore, we are Free to go in any direction. What temps us? What drives us forward? What illusion on the horizon do we want to make real? That&#8217;s our new possibility now. The repair work has been done! This vehicle, which is Us, feels ready to launch. Where to?</p><p>This is a stellar position to be in. No longer constrained by the past. No longer fighting off the demons of toxic religion, among other things, and poor parenting which was my beginning. Only the wide open vistas of so many possibilities are now what appear and lie just ahead! So again: &#8220;Where to next?&#8221;</p><p>Now that&#8217;s discovery, pure and simple. Based on what? The Heart of course! Our Heart wants what it wants. It supervises our venture! It guides! It directs! It ensures that the venture is always worth it! &#8220;Yes, You can do this!&#8221; Let your Heart sing with that prospect. This is what it feels like to stand alone on top of Mount Everest after you&#8217;ve climbed to its summit; you are on top of your world now! So again: What&#8217;s next?</p><p>Since we are now moving past the healing phases of our life, and no longer repressing ourselves, we are actually free to grow, to build, to activate whatever we wish. The constraints are gone! We are unleashed, which we accomplished ourselves! And our Heart knows the way for sure because it &#8220;Sings&#8221; with every possibility that are cast on the screen ahead. It sees! It believes! It enriches!. No more supplicating! No more begging! No more looking for forgiveness before obtaining permission! We Are Free! We&#8217;ve healed what there was to heal! We have declared ourselves Free - from that self-imposed prison we were born into! Whoops! &#8220;From what you say?&#8221;</p><p>Oh yes, that self-imposed prison. Because many of us now know, and accept as I have, we made those choices from the other side, before we arrived at this planetary destination. At some level we now understand we chose those parent figures and those religious elements before incarnating. Why would Anyone, any Soul, do such a thing? Because we wanted our own special route for our growth efforts from early on, including the challenges, the wounds, and the craziness in some cases. We wanted our own special recipe to work through, so it would bring us here, to this point in time, where Freedom is the mandate we are ready choose! And because of this trek we now know, we were never victims to begin with! Why? Because we, our Soul, chose this path, and we&#8217;ve actually been in charge from the very beginning. Whoops again? No! That&#8217;s how I see it!</p><p>Why travel such a hardship route? Why those challenges, those hurts, those losses? Because to Know the way Home was necessary by Earning it, by healing all that damage we chose to partake of, so we could really understand what Freedom means, after having fully experienced it&#8217;s very opposite. This was a spectacularly Spiritual and Inspirational workout! <em>(Inspiration: &#8220;To be filled with Spirit&#8221;)</em> How else could we know it and appreciate it, except by being able to claim it for ourselves? We weren&#8217;t looking to just receive a Free Pass. We clearly wanted know how it would feel to stand on our own Mount Everest!</p><p>We earned our right to say &#8220;No&#8221; to the past! We worked it through! We read all the self-help books, the inspirational books, the &#8220;how-to&#8221; books! We followed all the emerging &#8220;personal growth&#8221; programs! Some would say we came here to be a part of &#8220;This Healing Generation!&#8221; We worked until we were done! And we are now finally realizing that we had earned our way to this very moment! The prize at the end is Ours! And we earned it so we could know how to appreciate it in its full majesty. That&#8217;s the gift! That was the purpose! So we could know Ourselves as Free Beings, capable of Anything!</p><p>&#8220;Well, of what?&#8221; you might ask. Why, of Authentic Living is the ready answer, from the very core of our Being. This might be a Celestially Divine event one could assert, that we secured for ourselves by having undertaken this very personal, demanding, and yes, very private journey. So now we can see ourselves as Light-workers or Way-showers, as some now assert. We&#8217;ve travelled our gamut of challenges and reached this particular pinnacle. Not to be adored or mystified! Oh no! But to be recognized and appreciated as an example of such enormous possibilities for any human to undertake, an example so we offer simple, yet very visible, inspiration to others, as we had readily received along our way!</p><p>The Autocracy of of these Current Times wants no part of this. &#8220;Stay in your lane and we&#8217;ll tell you what to do&#8221; is their selfish mandate. They want control over others, as most autocrats typically do, and most often, blindly crave. They want to keep us simple, humble and without any greater aspirations. Because they want servants. Their own unlimited and hollow insecurities actually demand it because of their fears. This is so they can presume to stand tall by crushing others as part their main delusion. But an &#8220;Emancipated&#8221; individual cannot be crushed. Free thinkers, Light-workers and Way-showers cannot be pushed aside. The&#8217;ve achieved the so-called unachievable. They&#8217;ve claimed their own Freedom after having travelled their particular Gauntlet of a very Demanding &#8220;Life Exercise&#8221; plan. Now in their Hearts, They Know!</p><p>These individuals have made their own way and they stand head and shoulders above those autocrats who presume to claim some artificial power because of their money, which always wrapped in whiny insecurities, always under the heading of &#8220;More is Never Enough.&#8221; The current POTUS is a ready example of how pathetic a career autocrat can be. Dare to try and swerve people like him and they will threaten to beat you to a pulp. Just ask Iran? Because that&#8217;s their craving, totally based on ever more visible and crushing low self-esteem, which they can never outrun! They are the whiners, the chronic victims and the perpetual bullies. They are anything but Authentic and Real. They desperately need you! You do not need them!</p><p>History&#8217;s greats like Jesus of Nazareth never submitted to these worthless power mongers. Most of these historical characters dared to express and demonstrate their freedom, coming directly from their Heart Centre as a true and valid Energy Source, as the True Impetus in their lives. Jesus said it often: &#8220;The Kingdom is Within!&#8221; He, and those like him, bowed down to no one. They dared to be brave in the face of any injustice! They called out every instance of so-called ridiculously fantastic thinking and outright lies! They kept pointing to that rhythm and future that awaits All of Us as We, in turn, start coming more directly from our own Golden Centre - The Heart!</p><p>No excuses! No blindspots! Just clear simple Energy coming the Source of All as it rises through our individual Hearts. Can you feel it friend? Can you see it within? Can you declare yourself as Ready? Then be brave, be bold and say so: &#8220;I Am Me&#8221; And that&#8217;s all that matters: &#8220;I Am Me!&#8221; &#8220;The Kingdom is Within!&#8221; Claim It! It is Yours! Your time is at hand! And your Heart knows exactly what to do. Just tune in, listen closely, and then: Just Be You!</p><p><em><strong>CLOSING NOTE:</strong></em> <em>To be clear, I have no problem with the conception of &#8220;God&#8221; as long as it&#8217;s an Internal Reference. It&#8217;s abuse by most religions has No Say in my life. All my assertions to God, or Source, are Internal, and that is Home for the Divine in all of us!</em></p><p><em><strong>&#8220;ARE YOU READY?&#8221; -  A musical invitation!</strong></em></p><div class="native-audio-embed" data-component-name="AudioPlaceholder" data-attrs="{&quot;label&quot;:null,&quot;mediaUploadId&quot;:&quot;084d2441-918d-442c-84ba-3ee624e9afde&quot;,&quot;duration&quot;:228.70204,&quot;downloadable&quot;:true,&quot;isEditorNode&quot;:true}"></div><p></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cosmic Perspectives #1]]></title><description><![CDATA[Recovering Lost Love]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/cosmic-perspectives-1</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2026 20:14:20 GMT</pubDate><enclosure 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8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a><figcaption class="image-caption">Self-Love is Coming Home to our Heart</figcaption></figure></div><p></p><p>There is a story to be told here about lost love. Since the beginning of time such stories have been shared, with one example after another offering a new portion of insights. Now it seems we have people pushing each other, trying to claim this or that, in pursuit of ego driven goals. Before this happened, there appeared to be love enough for all. No one did without. Life was simply based on love and fuelled by it.</p><p>All were recognized and appreciated. Few could see the so-called differences in each other. Everyone had gifts they displayed and offered, then shared with each other what they thought and felt without engaging in competition or fear of retaliation.</p><p>These had no place in those times before the chaos of the current era came to be. Now, people are at each others&#8217; throats trying to blame each other for what is going on in their lives rather than taking responsibility and owning their portion of any negative situation.</p><p>People are at odds today because we don&#8217;t seem to care about each other like we used to. Change is not so difficult to make but there must be a willingness, a choice and commitment to do so. As an example, when someone reaches out to engage a child or to pet a small animal, they are extending the wave of love. It is easy to do so with children and pets who happily receive.</p><p>What happens when people stop extending themselves upon entering the more familiar arena of competition and fear? Now it becomes a contest for affection and attention. In this scenario one has to prove his or her self-worth, lest they feel ignored and abandoned. How does it happen that we go off in that direction when the very foundation of love lies before us and within us? A helping hand, a kind gesture, a smile, an acknowledgement, a &#8220;hi, how are you,&#8221; how hard can that be?</p><p>This is a pandemic some would say that keeps people away from each other. Not so I say. It is more of a distrust in ourselves and the other that keeps us at bay. So how do we remedy this? Through self-love, of course; that is self-love and appreciation that does not discount or negate ourselves and others. We all have these same needs for appreciation, recognition and safety. Let&#8217;s recognize that.</p><p>What we experience here is a mirroring effect, where I treat myself well and do so for you also, all the while suggesting that you could do the same. That is treat yourself and others well in the sense that this is not a competition nor does it come from a need to surpass anyone. Many of us were born into traumatic situations that resulted in strong feelings of insecurity that now need healing. I know I did and spent a lifetime healing those wounds. Now it&#8217;s time to let go.  That work is done.  I&#8217;m read to fully accept me and that&#8217;s where my new life begins.  So, let this choosing of love be a first priority now, rather than engaging in any more competition.</p><p>There&#8217;s the rub. Somewhere along our path insecurity took hold and overshadowed that simple need to acknowledge and recognize each other, to wish each other well, to give and to take, to balance out our efforts at self-determination and self-sufficiency. That&#8217;s when we believed there was a lack of love, only to find out we needed to love ourselves first of all.</p><p>We need each other. We are threads in the fabric of human society. As the term implies, we are each a part of something larger than ourselves, something that stands above and beyond the whole of our being, and that of all others. This fabric woven together, tied together, linked together is the fabric of life which includes animals, trees, bushes, foliage, the macrocosmic and the microcosmic, all cosmic forces involved. This includes ourselves of course, all tied together by the one simple thing called Love, the juice that pulls us all together and holds us in its arms.  Every morning I have a walk.  Along the way I greet the trees, the bushes, the birds chirping and the dozens of squirrels I see racing by.  They are part of my fabric as I am of theirs.</p><p>To be clear, I am not more lovable because I can beat you at some game or task. I am lovable because I love. I extend and receive love, as I hope you do, for the integrity of the fabric which includes all. We chose this life together some do believe, but whether we did or not, we are here, and the easiest thing to do ultimately is love ourselves and one another, as differing parts of this whole called Oneness.</p><p>This fabric, of which we are a part, surrounds, envelops and includes all in its matrix. It is dominated by the energy of life, and is the force that animates us and all living creatures on Earth, including the animals, plants and microscopic forces at work in the invisible realms, regardless of whether they are available to the naked eye. Sometimes looking into these smallest of details we will be amazed by all the life forms we see.  On my walks I see these tiniest of shells.  What&#8217;s that about?</p><p>How can there be so much detail in all this fabric containing life? This multiplicity of life forms that gathers energy from the one Source, the cosmic force that animates all life. We, along with the infinitely smallest of detailed life come from this force. Call it God, call it Creation, or by any other name, it is the ultimate force that gives us this living, breathing apparatus we call a body that we occupy here while on this Earth and readily begin to discover what lies under foot.</p><p>This is our humble beginning. We are here to satisfy this Greater Energy whose lust for life seems to know no bounds. It repeats and duplicates itself inside every living apparatus, from the micro to the macro, and all in between. It is amazing to watch and, ultimately, stand in awe within it. This is the fabric of life, of which we are a part and of which we are witness to in its multiplicity of forms. In this context, we are the Grand Design, and this is our place in the fabric of life.</p><p>We have a Soul, the very energy that animates our bodies, which are made of earth material and which return to that primal state upon the completion of our individual turn on this plane. The soul lives on, we are told, because apparently it is Eternal. And it seems to grow with each earthly event. There are some who believe, (2/3 of the planet apparently) that it returns over and over again for more such experiences as part of the challenges it seeks because Growing is the Ultimate Destination.</p><p>Those that accept this call it Reincarnation. Most Westerners do not believe in such an idea, except for myself that is, since I have no problem with it. But that really doesn&#8217;t matter for the life you/I occupy now. What matters is that you love, and love heartily at your best. That you imbue that love into all your actions and reactions as a member of this earthly group until your time in this particular body is done. Think about it: there&#8217;s new model cars every year, why not new model bodies???</p><p>Our job, as I understand it, is to restore life through love, love of ourselves and love of the other. With love at the helm there can be no failure, only expansion and growth, which is the basis of life on earth for us as a human. And yes, we have to heal all that trauma we may have incurred before getting to this platform. But it is there waiting and I can attest to that personally.</p><p>This is our mandate, to love, and to restore love wherever necessary. How do we do this? These are challenges I am going to address in this series of reflections, each of which will tackle this subject in a unique and I hope, a profound way. We will find our way to the core of this matter so we can see ourselves in it and better appreciate the role we are here play, once all that tough stuff has been finally set aside.</p><p>The days of simple competition and one-upmanship are over. They do not work, they simply divide. What we need is to unify, to come together and realize we are all part of this same fabric that animates all life and requires each of us to participate to the fullness of our abilities. We are not separate from Life - We Are Life!</p><p>As we become unified through love, we become unstoppable in terms of creativity and accomplishment. As we grow, our fabric grows stronger and richer, and becomes more fulfilling for us all. It is a growth pattern that our Higher Self requires of us; and through which we each have our individual mandate to fulfill. Yes, to put it more simply, we each have our own individual and totally unique App, which sets the tone.</p><p>We are driven by urges to seek out and explore that which intrigues us, drawing us closer, exciting us, moving us to action. We are drawn to that which is ours to embrace and together we create a more intricate fabric each time we apply ourselves in this quest to grow. We are here to explore and expand, as our hungry nature compels us forward. This is how we complete our individual missions. Life is Yummy!</p><p>For now, let this be an introduction to what lies ahead, to what explorations we will undertake and to what dimensions we can and will investigate. This is all in the hopes of bringing us closer together as one of earth&#8217;s species, through the love which is the fuel that drives our individual and most unique purpose, that which brings joy to our lives and urges us to participate with one another. We are here to facilitate this main goal, to offer love and satisfaction for all concerned.</p><p>Ultimately, we are here to be happy and love is our vehicle to accomplish this. So let&#8217;s explore further as we work our way through this process with love as our guide. Given all of the above, how else would we dare to proceed? Here&#8217;s a simple start:  Hug one of your Friends and feel that rush of just giving.  Then be advised: If you run into me and mention this article - I Will Hug You!</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Calling The Army of Light - #1]]></title><description><![CDATA[A Crack In the Can?]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/calling-the-army-of-light-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/calling-the-army-of-light-1</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 18:14:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!jke5!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F274bc018-bc17-491c-8afa-b344f7ca72f6_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">A Time for Awakening</figcaption></figure></div><p>We have a story to tell of mixed messages, especially when people are younger, and they know not what&#8217;s going on. They get messages from Source, from their Environment and from their Family and Siblings. Family matters in particular abound, and occupy most observances / felt experiences, made at that time.</p><p>People pour in and out of their lives. It&#8217;s hard to keep track. Like babies looking everywhere, trying to uncover what&#8217;s going on around them. All they can do is see and feel, and absorb. Of course! That&#8217;s what they do. Life is absorption at this stage. Get it all in there and see if it fits somehow. No questions, just absorptions, until we/they can&#8217;t contain anymore because now they are full.</p><p>&#8220;Of what&#8221; you might ask? Through their absorptions of feelings, realities, novelties, images and more. Life has given them a big dish to consume and they are doing so. It&#8217;s just a matter of time before they&#8217;ve consumed all of what lies before them. And soon, yes, they are full. &#8220;No more please, I&#8217;m done for now - No more!&#8221;</p><p>That&#8217;s our beginning in this life. We absorb, we consume, whatever our environment offers. We don&#8217;t know anything else. We&#8217;re in this physical body and this is our job. At some point we grow out of it, this absorption phase, and we get on with who we are - with who we think we are. But that phase passes quickly, as we realize, we have come for a purpose and it is rising up within us.</p><p>So it&#8217;s not a game after all. It&#8217;s a process! A reception of the first draft of been human. Now we&#8217;re on to other things. &#8220;Do I have purpose?&#8221; We wonder? Something inside says &#8220;Yes, you do have purpose.&#8221; &#8220;And it&#8217;s now time to realize that purpose.&#8221; &#8220;Are You Ready?&#8221;</p><p>Stunned, bewildered, set back, we answer &#8220;Yes, I am ready!&#8221; And the material starts flooding in. We are inundated with facts, figures, images, feelings, all close to the Heart, to our Soul, to our sense of Self, to our sense of belonging. And now we are alive with all this information and awareness. We are on fire with new discoveries, about ourselves, about our lives, and yes, about our Purpose.</p><p>&#8220;Oh yes,&#8221; we remember &#8220;I have purpose.&#8221; &#8220;So, what is it?&#8221; And the energy flows and activates the Heart, and the Heart says &#8220;Pause&#8221; for a moment, &#8220;Breathe&#8221; and then &#8220;Let yourself absorb.&#8221; &#8220;You have purpose and here it comes!&#8221;</p><p>We open our Hearts at this moment and it comes pouring through. Who and what we are! Why we are here! Our gifts! Our purpose! All unravelling, revealing itself to us, like some comic relief, like some escapade written on a stone, in a form only we can understand. Because it is being delivered to us personally, just as I am receiving this very instruction to pass on here.</p><p>The purpose is being laid out before me/us. Our Hearts know! They recognize the message. We are being Activated! It&#8217;s time to come on board, to receive these timely messages, to let go of the past, and embrace this emerging future. Everything we&#8217;ve been through has prepared us for this.</p><p>&#8220;Are You Ready?&#8221; - is now the question, repeating itself from within. &#8220;Are You Ready?&#8221; And we reply, and our Heart fills to bursting, because now we are receiving what is uniquely ours, what we&#8217;ve prepared for all of our lives, what this moment in time was set to deliver. We just had to be ready. This was Job One. Now that we are, this burst of energy is upon us, this Wave of Love that now overtakes and wraps all around us, the magical embrace, the perfect timing, the necessary and welcome delight to feel what we actually feel, to receive what we are ready to receive.</p><p>The gift of Love is upon us. There&#8217;s no denying it. It&#8217;s in the Heart and it is opening us to infinite possibilities, vistas, majestic, beyond comprehension, amazing insights, justifiable feelings, abundance galore, can&#8217;t even imagine, yet, here it is!</p><p>We are overwhelmed, a Tsunami of Love has embraced us, and we are in tis grip. There&#8217;s no denying! There&#8217;s no escaping! This is it! The package we&#8217;ve been waiting for, with an accompanying message &#8220;Now Is the Time!&#8221; OMG - &#8220;Now Is the Time!&#8221; We are called to Activation. Our Heart sings its praises. It knows why we are here. It had to have us return here, to this point in our first arrival, when we lost touch with that connection, being buried as it were, under a sea of Trauma forced upon us by circumstances which we apparently had chosen.</p><p>&#8220;OMG - What does this mean?&#8221; &#8220;We signed up for this?&#8221; &#8220;We chose this?&#8221; &#8220;We chose those circumstances so we could be ready to do battle with our thoughts and feelings from the earliest part of our lives?&#8221; Apparently so! Apparently that&#8217;s the circumstance we were led into, by our own choice, in conjunction with our Guidance, who actually &#8220;rules the day&#8221; and is now saying: &#8220;Now Is The Time!&#8221;</p><p><em><strong>From Me:</strong></em></p><p><em>OMG, years ago, maybe 30 or so, I &#8220;received&#8221; a song titled - &#8220;Now Is The Time!&#8221; The lyrics are attached, as is my latest recorded draft of the song, musically speaking. I am now purported to release that song as part of this message. That&#8217;s my job right now. To make this real, to give what I came here to deliver, what my Heart wants to deliver, as I unfold and unpack my parcel of gifts, for those of you ready to receive. Is this for you? Your Heart will tell you so, and you will know for certain!</em></p><p>We are all in this together, signing our decree, and delivering what we came here to deliver. Many of us are right here now, on Substack! This message and song are part of my package, that I&#8217;ve been building, or more accurately, receiving, for over 3 decades now. This message is coming through me with purpose, a desire, a must do, that seems to be happening now. I can only go by what I feel, and this Feeling overpowered me tonight, and told me in no uncertain terms that It Is Time! Or, more specifically:<strong> &#8220;Now Is The Time&#8221;</strong></p><p>So, here we go! My first foray into this new dimension. My Heart sprung loose and told me, &#8220;in no uncertain terms,&#8221; &#8220;It&#8217;s Time!&#8221; So here it is, for you to consider, for Your Heart to Appraise, as an introduction to what comes next. We are ready to roll, I am told, and The Army of Light is being called to action. You will Know in your Heart if this is for you. You will Feel It. You need no other reference. We&#8217;re all on the same page, receiving the same Vibe. Here&#8217;s my contribution on this point. There will be more, coming under the Banner: &#8220;Calling The Army Of Light&#8221;</p><p></p><h3>&#8220;Now Is The Time&#8221;</h3><p>Title track of this album speaking to the necessity of looking inward to unlock those gifts waiting to be displayed by each and every one of us as we come to terms with who we are and why we are here. The invitation is to connect with Source which is within - No exceptions!</p><div class="native-audio-embed" data-component-name="AudioPlaceholder" data-attrs="{&quot;label&quot;:null,&quot;mediaUploadId&quot;:&quot;8f1b80bb-b803-4599-b0f7-d41527c0b217&quot;,&quot;duration&quot;:297.01224,&quot;downloadable&quot;:true,&quot;isEditorNode&quot;:true}"></div><h3>lyrics</h3><p>Now Is the Time - Copyright: Maurice Turmel PhD, 2009/2014<br>(1)<br>It&#8217;s a time to remember<br>It&#8217;s a time to forget<br>It&#8217;s a time to open again<br>With no more, no more regrets<br><br>It&#8217;s a time to surrender<br>To that Pulse that lies within<br>It&#8217;s a time to let it<br>Yes, let it begin<br><br>CHORUS:<br>Oh, Oh, Oh. . .<br>Now Is the Time (2)<br>(2)<br>When you were younger<br>You wanted so much to soar out there<br>Out into Heaven<br>Beyond your Earthly door<br><br>There to remember<br>The riches that are yours<br>There to surrender <br>To your sweet Amore<br><br>CHORUS:<br>Oh, Oh, Oh. . .<br>Now Is the Time (2)<br><br>SOLO:<br>(3)<br>Forever more we say to you<br>I will open a place that is true<br>As true as those rainbows<br>And the night sky overhead<br><br>As true as that lover&#8217;s heart<br>We often dread<br>As true as those rainbows<br>We do shed<br><br>CHORUS:<br>Oh, Oh, Oh. . .<br>Now Is the Time (3)<br><br>ENDING:<br>Now Is the Time. . .</p><p>https://drmoe2000.bandcamp.com</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Man in the Moon]]></title><description><![CDATA[Welcome All You Lightworkers]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/the-man-in-the-moon</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/the-man-in-the-moon</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2026 17:11:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!o7zf!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F8482d4be-5973-4cb0-9996-e6648c26d6dd_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h3><strong>The Man in the Moon</strong></h3><p><em><strong>               2012 - 2026</strong></em></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!o7zf!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F8482d4be-5973-4cb0-9996-e6648c26d6dd_1024x608.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!o7zf!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_424, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_webp, 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8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a><figcaption class="image-caption">The Man in the Moon delivering all his blessings</figcaption></figure></div><h5>Sailing along, where adventures dare -                                                                                                                  The man in the moon should be aware </h5><h5>The Lord is coming, over that there crest  -                                                                                                  Arriving on a chariot, served by his best </h5><h5>An Army of Lightworkers, ready to arise  -                                                                                                 Releasing their sorrows, seeking His eyes</h5><h5>Theirs were beside them, pale and hollow -                                                                                              Released as it were, no longer fallow</h5><h5>Gone are the winds that hurt and make cry -                                                                                                   Gone are the echoes of those who would die</h5><h5>Gone are the fairy tales and so much ado,  -                                                                                                   About sadness and love, heartbreak and you</h5><h5>Gone are the heroes, who looked to the sky  -                                                                                                 Gone are the saviours, who came to deny</h5><h5>You belonged to His Eye, up in the Sky  -                                                                                                        Your Lord and Master, Your Guide to arise</h5><h5>The man in the moon winks as He passes  -                                                                                                          Lets out a scream, releases some gases</h5><h5>Vapors and highlights, smoking and bright  -                                                                                              Causing a stir as He passes in the night</h5><h5>The man in the moon knew He was coming  -                                                                                               Prepared a place with exceptional plumbing</h5><h5>A parcel, a packet, a wrench and a pipe   -                                                                                                             A guidepost, a lamplight, a beacon in the night</h5><h5>The path for His purpose, as He enters our Hearts -                                                                                 &#8220;Open,&#8221; He says, &#8220;I&#8217;ll show you your parts&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;I know you&#8217;ve missed me, I recognize that -                                                                                                 Come now good friend, here&#8217;s a little pat&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;Care for some loving, some bliss to make do?  -                                                                                              Know that I love you, know that I&#8217;m true&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;Care to join Me for that adventure we dared  -                                                                                              Back before you took form, when we prepared?&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;I&#8217;m here now loved ones, wake up and be brave  -                                                                                       Time to awaken, time to make waves&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;I&#8217;m here among you, as always was true  -                                                                                                      Here to serve friends, as are all of you&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;Let&#8217;s move out now and do what we can  -                                                                                                           To light a way for them, it&#8217;s part of the plan&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;The man in the moon knew that I was coming  -                                                                                                He held up his arm, and shored up his plumbing&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;Prepared Me to descend, from out of the stars -                                                                                         Right into your Hearts, so I could be part&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;Of the breath you take and the words you share -                                                                                     Cause you came willingly and chose to dare&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;All I ask, is that you do your good purpose  -                                                                                                      And that my friend, will be your great service&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;To those who don&#8217;t know, their Hearts can arise  -                                                                                       They must learn from you, and trust in your eyes&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;How else can we forward this special design  -                                                                                         Unless we all share what originally was Mine&#8221;</h5><h5>&#8220;Yours to be spoken now, shared and portrayed -                                                                                             For all who awaken on this most wonderful day&#8221;</h5><h5>The day when the moon sat swaying in the breeze -                                                                                           As the man in the moon then fell to his knees</h5><h5>Praying for Life to once again be restored  -                                                                                                   Where Awakening Hearts return to their Source</h5><h5>That&#8217;s why we&#8217;re here, to help in the Awakening  -                                                                                            A task we took on, even when we felt forsaken</h5><h5>Now we are saved by that Light all aglow  -                                                                                                        Cause the man in the moon just gave such a show!</h5><h5><em>                  Welcome Home all you Lightworkers,                                                                                                                         Welcome Home to your Hearts!</em></h5>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Getting to Know You #14 - Soul Hunter]]></title><description><![CDATA[Cosmic Reflections on Soul]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-14-soul-hunter</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-14-soul-hunter</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2026 19:18:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!8eAg!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F65b279c2-442d-4b56-b6fb-d2c486fa870a_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link 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class="image-caption">Soul Hunter Atlantis</figcaption></figure></div><p>We&#8217;ve seen many references to hunters over the years. Usually these are men preying upon &#8216;big game&#8217; for the challenge and/or to bring home the bacon so to speak, for their families or communities. Here we&#8217;re talking about &#8216;big game&#8217; in a whole different manner. We&#8217;re talking about hunters of &#8220;Souls,&#8221; scavengers even, looking here and there for Lost Souls to be retrieved.</p><p>Now this is not a &#8216;witch hunt&#8217; by any means. Lost Souls here refers to persons who have lost their way, their connection to the Divine within. This characterizes much of the Earth at this time, but with several exceptions to be noted. As exceptions for example we&#8217;re talking about people who refer to themselves as Lightworkers, Starseeds, Wayshowers and more, people who identify themselves as Spiritual and here on the Ascension path. In their terms, this is the path to wholeness and completion as defined by the laws of Divine Justice. These are the immutable laws that govern all existence on this plane.</p><p>Its hard for most earthlings to conceive of themselves as anything more than mere humans, so attached are they to their bodies that their souls get pushed aside. Even though churches everywhere and many religions conceive of the soul and refer to it in their scriptures, most humans still can&#8217;t see beyond their mere mortal being-ness as it stands in front of them, as both a beginning and an end in itself.</p><p>To conceive of the soul and feel its eternal bliss is to let go of the accepted reality that binds mere mortals to their earthly existence. &#8220;I&#8217;m only human, and when I&#8217;m gone, its over for me.&#8221; They can&#8217;t see beyond the juxtaposition of their bodies encased in earthly material and thriving on a basic appetite of food, water and breathable air. Nothing more, nothing less.</p><p>To see themselves as larger than that seems inconceivable, so attached are they to their physical structure. Even those individuals who claim to be spiritual and honour their bodies as a carrier for the soul, have a difficult time seeing beyond the physical into the nether reaches of spiritual existence. It just seems unfathomable and distant at best. This is how it plays out for even the most sage of spiritual explorers. They are still anchored to their bodies in a most fundamental sense.</p><p>Well that iron gate is opening now to allow even the slightest of views of a world beyond the physical, where human bodies are actually informed by higher-order energies including one&#8217;s own Higher Self. This is the case right here and now for this writer transmitting this information to paper. I still struggle with that reality that this body is only a temporary vehicle for this earthly experience.</p><p>Yes, I know this about the soul. I believe this wholeheartedly I can easily add, yet still have difficulty seeing beyond the physical border that is my human body. I know that the substance of a soul is as a carrier of energy. I know and understand all of that esoteric stuff even as experienced through my earthly reality which still remains primary while I&#8217;m encased in a physical body.</p><p>This is not a bad thing by any means. It simply suggests that a great level of understanding must be achieved before one can totally let go of their attachment to the physical. That happens every night by the way, while you and I are each travelling in our dream states. There are no bodies there except as a visual. There&#8217;s no concern about breathing, blinking our eyes, or feeling our extremities. We&#8217;re just an image floating around and gathering experiences that are not available in the waking state.</p><p>That&#8217;s the moral of the story here. We are spiritual and our dream state shows it. Images and actions that are not possible in the awakened state are freely enacted in that dream situation. And whatever pops up on our dream screen is not limited by anything we can or can&#8217;t do physically in our awakened state.</p><p>So, for the purposes of simplicity, we are living in two different states of being. One is the conscious state, moving around in our physical body, enjoying what we enjoy and satisfied that this is how it all works. The other is our dream state, where we freely float around, while culling together images of our life experiences, or desires, or hopes, or dreams that take us beyond the physical in a nether world of spiritual only experiences.</p><p>So you see, we do have a soul that floats around at night and takes us places our physical body cannot go. We are free-floating at night, and grounded to the earth by day. So there you have it. Our physical body and our soul at work in different formats, each presenting totally different sets of possibilities. Now these are not outrageous in and of themselves. They just offer different potentialities for one to consider. You are who you are at night soul-wise and you are who your body is during the day. That&#8217;s the earthly experience as we know it.</p><p>Now, to consider that you are divine by nature is a whole other matter. One that tosses you into a realm of possible conflicts, because now you have religions in the mix and these can differ widely. However, most of them accept that one has a soul that for some reason, is nowhere to be located. Huh? Let me explain. Its like the long lost wildebeast wandering the plains of the earth, rarely to be seen, most often considered to be mysterious or even illusory as is the Great Sasquatch of Northern climes. In other words, more illusory than concrete by any measure. So here&#8217;s your portrait of the soul!</p><p>How do you go hunting for this mysterious and potentially illusory state of being that is allegedly part of the earth experience? And some would say - the Master of the earth experience. In other words, where is the soul to be found in a concrete operational mindset? Let the debates begin!</p><p>Dive into any so-called holy books and you&#8217;ll get miles and miles of different strokes on who, or what, or where the soul is. The Great Proud Hunter of the illusory wildebeast is at a loss here, because the glut of definitions are so wide and varied. Well there is one simple answer to all this. And it requires that we &#8220;feel&#8221; our way through this process of identifying and securing our connection to the soul. The soul, simply put, is the Master of the House - the Head of the Orchestra, the Feeling Engine that runs the whole show and keeps our body alive while we enjoy this earthly experience.</p><p>Did I say &#8220;feel your way through this?&#8221; That is definitely the answer to the question - &#8220;Where is my soul? I&#8217;ve been hunting for it all my life.&#8221;</p><p>In our so-called Modern Age we&#8217;ve been steered away from feelings and urged to endorse only that which seems logical. And that&#8217;s because for eons now feelings have been labelled as problematic and too difficult to explain, to understand, or to control. Yes, especially to control! The problem with dismissing this aspect of experience, or minimizing its value, is that the Royal Road to our feelings is the Royal Road to our Soul.</p><p>Our soul feels and experiences life and reports to us - anger, hurt, excitement, joy, sorrow, bliss, love, disappointment, enthusiasm, and so on. Our feelings tell us who we are, at all times. Managing our feelings is what we all have to learn to do, not just repress them. Because early on we are firing off feelings like small explosions and these are difficult to manage or to use effectively. Our parents and elders immediately tell us to shut it down. In worst cases we repress all that we feel, we shut down our life engine, that is fuelled by our soul. &#8220;Use your words.&#8221; &#8220;Express your feelings safely.&#8221; &#8220;Write them down.&#8221; But do not, and I really mean &#8220;do not&#8221; squash them! Why? Because you are in turn squashing your own life-force energy, which is your soul!</p><p>Now this is a simple view of the whole process. And those of us who have moved into the world of psychology to understand these emotional mechanisms, have determined that feelings are essential and necessary to who we are. And if we want to catch a glimpse of our mysterious and illusory soul, it is through feelings, safely managed, that we must travel. And our soul will be there to greet us.</p><p>Our elders, especially in Western cultures, have spent eons repressing this centre of experience and reality at the cost of us losing sight of our soul. And that&#8217;s the part of us we are here now to recover, so that we can actually &#8220;feel&#8221; and therefore &#8220;believe&#8221; that we too are Divine. &#8220;Yes, we are&#8221; as was stated in many of our scriptures, but that got sidetracked along the the way to where we are now.</p><p>Want to catch a glimpse of your soul? Then follow your feelings. Record them! Experience them! And sooner or later, you will capture a view of what is your Source Energy - your Soul. On that note I wish you: &#8220;Good hunting in your own house!&#8221;</p><p></p><p><em><strong>                        Let Your Feelings Be Your Guide</strong></em><strong> - (</strong><em><strong>Maurice Turmel 1996)</strong></em></p><h5>The light of all eternity shines with me now,   My feelings light up my life,    How I find my way is determined by them,   They illumine my path and show me who I am</h5><h5>When I was young, I felt so many things,   Then came the day when I could not stand the pain  My world was chaos then - filled with sorrow and grief, So I closed up to protect that fragile Self within</h5><h5>Years would go by before I could open again, I was forced to by circumstances beyond my control,  Life dealt me blows which I later recognized as my own,  To awaken me to that sorrow deep within my Soul</h5><h5>I worked hard to find my way back to the Light, To that place within where I could feel once again,  There my Heart shone forth with a brave face, And shed light on all that I had concealed</h5><h5>Now I see how I closed that tender-hearted Self,  How I froze in the face of my destiny, Troubles swirled around as a constant source of grief,  And I fell to sleep out of fear</h5><h5>I am awakening now to the deep void within, Where I&#8217;ve stored all those troubles and pain, I fight my way back to that center once again,  So I can come forth completely and be true</h5><h5>My life moves forward as of this day, When I committed to finding my true Self, I&#8217;ve engaged all manner of demons on this journey,  To return to that Source deep inside</h5><h5>This work is sometimes difficult as I have learned,  But no more than any task requiring Love, This Heart that bled is now healing its wounds, And can prosper again from what Life brings</h5><h5>Oh glory to you, my Sweet Soul, for coming this day, I thank you from the bottom of my Heart, We two can sing together the praises of Love, That take us forward on this journey through time</h5><h5>Never let it be said that one so deserving, Could not find his or her way Home,  All whom will follow shall see this Light in turn,  And know that their journey can be won</h5><h5>&#8220;Move on,&#8221; you say to me. &#8220;Move on, my love,  The Light wishes for us to do so,&#8221;  And my Heart sings with the possibilities,  So that &#8220;Yes&#8221; is the answer I can render with ease</h5><h5>My Heart is filled with Love and joy in this moment, Knowing that I am with you, my Soul,  My feelings tell me you are there and always were, Till that sleep came over me earlier on</h5><h5>By awakening to your touch do I know You,  And find my own truth there in your eyes, You show me through Love what my purpose can be, I am inspired by this attentive design</h5><h5>I am pleased we are here together, in this life,  I am pleased that our love is so strong,  For now I can reach you, my Sweet Soul Sublime,  When you call to me from deep within my Heart</h5><h5>I have your answer Dear, and know this to be true, That you and I are forever to be born, In this life or another, we join with each other,   And We Soar . . . And We Soar . . . And We Soar . . .</h5>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[SOS - A Lightworker’s Prayer]]></title><description><![CDATA[We Came In Love]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/sos-a-lightworkers-prayer</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/sos-a-lightworkers-prayer</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2026 19:59:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!f56-!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F80a337cd-8549-44f8-81d7-56e7a1b9050c_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">A Lightworker's Prayer</figcaption></figure></div><p><em><strong>Maurice Turmel PhD 2012 / 2026</strong></em></p><h4><em><strong>I&#8217;m on my way to Heaven again   On the Open Heart Express   I will show you my sorrow friend   I will share with you my tests</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>I will show the world now   What it can become   When all of us express   And know that we are found</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>Express our will to others   Express our love and joy   Express our right to create   To overcome and to restore</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>Our hearts at centre please   Our souls know where to go   We are the guardian angels  Of this new world and show</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>We are here for a purpose   Garnered upon the wind   Waking up to God&#8217;s own breath   Feeling it within</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>It is a wondrous time,   This ascension of our soul   Wondrous we say indeed   As we reveal our Gold</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>What&#8217;s held us back before   No longer exists in form   Because we took it out ourselves   And then we were reborn</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>We&#8217;re ready to save ourselves now   We&#8217;ve come here full prepared   We are Love&#8217;s Army on waves of Light   Our work we&#8217;ve just declared</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>Waky waky little angel friend   It&#8217;s time for you to fly   Take your heart and then your soul   Yes, take them to the sky</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>God&#8217;s prayers are with you now   They stir your heart to swell   Let it open, let it roar   It&#8217;s time to ring that bell</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>Let the sound We are awake   Ring through both you and me   Add your voice to the chorus of love   Add your name and see</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>Let us prepare to fight again   But this time with our Hearts   Let us say Grace and then declare   It&#8217;s time to do our parts</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>I&#8217;m sure it&#8217;s safe to come out now   To show ourselves around   Let&#8217;s share each other&#8217;s pain this time   And know that we are found</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>It&#8217;s time to enter centre stage   And shout out that refrain   The one that says &#8220;We came in Love&#8221;   And now we shall begin</strong></em></h4>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Getting to Know You - #13 Journaling]]></title><description><![CDATA[Self- Discovery Through Journaling]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-13-journaling</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-13-journaling</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2026 18:56:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure 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8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a><figcaption class="image-caption">self-discovery through journaling</figcaption></figure></div><p>Let&#8217;s take a closer look at this process called Journaling. This is an instrument for self-knowledge, self-awareness and self-growth. We use Journaling to further our processes of discovery and learning by exploring within that which makes us tick. And while doing so, we further use it for self-reflection, self-understanding and self-realization.</p><p>Our inner world speaks to us and we listen. We hear, we feel, we learn. Our inner self tells us what is going on inside, what we are feeling, what we need, what we are afraid of, and all those inner stirrings that nag at us periodically, sometimes even daily in a lot of cases.</p><p>So we attend to all of this. We write it down in our Journal where we see it with our eyes, and feel it as we fill the pages. This is our Self talking; these are our Feelings we are recording. We let our inner world speak and we give names to those different parts of us that emerge through this process. We know who they are because they are different parts of Us showing what we are feeling from moment to moment.</p><p>Examples: &#8220;Little Boy or Little Girl inside&#8221; &#8220;Scared Self&#8221; &#8220;Angry Self&#8221; &#8220;Hurt Self&#8221; &#8220;Sad Self&#8221; Whatever fits the circumstance of what or &#8220;who&#8221; it is we are feeling at the moment of writing it down.</p><p>Any, or all, of the above can surface at any time, especially when we are going through great changes, like right now for many of us dealing with Various Trauma, usually from childhood, but anything recent of course.</p><p>&#8220;How do we feel?&#8221; We can ask that over and over again and our inner self will respond. So when we are journaling we write it down, put it on the page and feel the attached feelings. &#8220;I feel scared&#8221; &#8220;I feel hurt&#8221; &#8220;I feel sad&#8221; &#8220;I feel worried&#8221; &#8220;I feel angry&#8221; and repeat any one of them as often as necessary, over and over until the feeling settles down. It&#8217;s a process that brings us relief. More examples: &#8220;Look at what this religion did to me&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;m so angry at them&#8221; and on it goes, until the energy of the feeling settles down and we can breathe again.</p><p>Sometimes the good stuff shows up as we move along - &#8220;I feel shame&#8221; &#8220;I feel lost&#8221; - oh - &#8220;I feel excited,&#8221; &#8220;I feel hopeful&#8221; But usually it is: &#8220;My little boy or girl inside of me is scared, is worried, is hopeful, is shy, afraid to come out, wanting to be heard, looking for love, looking for release from this horrific personal childhood trauma that&#8217;s been haunting me all my life.&#8221;</p><p>Let it out! Let your inner self speak, on the page, like I&#8217;m doing right here. Let that part of you say what it needs to say, about what you feel, about what it needs for you to know in terms of what is going on inside. Unless you don&#8217;t want to know?</p><p>But then you&#8217;ve come this far, and you are already reaching inside, to that scared hidden part of you who needs you and is eager to have themselves known to you, to be brought forth to the surface you. You have nothing to lose.</p><p>These are your feelings, your urgings, your pain and your sorrow. Let her/ him tell you about them. Let this &#8220;inner you&#8221; show you how you feel inside, let that part of you release it through the conscious you as you put it down on the page. Do it for your own sake. Because it feels good to own it, and then, let go!</p><p>You are now becoming a friend to that inner part of you and she/he will learn to trust you and believe you when you say you are listening and that you care.</p><p>Yes, you are making friends with the inner you, the hurt you, the lost you, the part that got buried under that pile of old world dogma which often felt like a steadily pounding hammer just constantly putting you down. You were a child - how did that feel? Well, now you know. Now you care. This part of you will speak more freely the more you do this.</p><p>Who is it going to hurt? No one!</p><p>Who is it going to help? You!</p><p>What&#8217;s wrong with that? Nothing, because it&#8217;s you talking to you, and more importantly, it&#8217;s You Listening!</p><p>So let&#8217;s get on with it. Let&#8217;s get to know that Inner Self, now that we&#8217;ve entered this world where the varieties of trauma, including religious, once lay buried. You know it&#8217;s there, you&#8217;ve felt it all your life. I know I did, and it took a long time to get the courage to do this.</p><p>But my &#8220;Heart&#8221; spoke, as will yours, and say &#8220;I need this&#8221; &#8220;Hear me&#8221; &#8220;Feel me&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;m yours&#8221; &#8220;Your deepest self&#8221; &#8220;Get to know me&#8221; &#8220;Get to know Us&#8221; &#8220;We&#8217;ll work this out together&#8221; &#8220;OK?&#8221;</p><p>And on it goes. Now you are speaking to and hearing that part of you. &#8220;What are we feeling?&#8221; - whenever something stirs inside. And out it comes, on the page, your feelings, your hurts, your worries. You just get better and better at it as you do it.</p><p>I&#8217;ve been doing this for over 3 decades, once a day in most cases, but certainly most regularly. I&#8217;m used to it now and appreciate how quickly I can work through something that&#8217;s gnawing at me. I learned about this from the variety of Great Psychological Voices that were sharing this new trend back in the 80s. I can&#8217;t remember all their names, but the message stuck, because it worked. It&#8217;s the one Tool that&#8217;s truly Yours whenever you need it, in addition to whatever else you apply.</p><p>This doesn&#8217;t replace sharing with friends or trusted companions, or a therapist if necessary, whatever you&#8217;ve come to rely on. But it is in addition to all that and it&#8217;s more personal when it&#8217;s between you and you. What you decide to more openly share with others thereafter is entirely up to you. But while you&#8217;re listening to yourself and recording your feelings, you are getting at whatever is bothering you, in that moment when you are feeling it. That&#8217;s how I know what I feel from day to day, and what may be lingering below the surface until I engage it and the feelings then surface. This is especially valuable when you are going through those rough patches like this current one, all of them, including Dysfunctional Family Relations, childhood abuse and religious trauma.</p><p>Because when we were being chastised, abused, put down, or called &#8220;useless&#8221; or called a &#8220;sinner,&#8221; we went numb, we blocked, we tried to protect ourselves, a natural response, yes, as a child or adult, a totally natural reaction to being shamed and abused.</p><p>Now we are &#8220;choosing&#8221; the process of healing, we are feeling, we are releasing, and we are revealing to ourselves most of all, all this trauma and hurt &#8220;they&#8221; dumped on us. We are releasing now, because we are feeling it, and &#8220;Feeling is Healing.&#8221; Believe me, I&#8217;ve got decades under my belt, both personally and with clients. They too learned to set themselves free, by owning those feelings and airing them out, both on the page, and in the therapy room. It all works out. Whatever you do to free yourself, releases more of the hidden You to just come out and be You! And that is your ultimate gift to yourself, a more wholesome and complete You!</p><p>Then we are on our way as we engage this process, as we believe in and trust our inner self, our deepest self, our God self, if that works for you. What is most important is Feeling and Releasing, again, and again, and again, - as much and as often as necessary, as a method of cleansing and finally setting yourself Free emotionally.</p><p>By putting our hurts and traumas on the page we own them, and then we can release them. We free ourselves, and that part of us that remained hidden and scared for so long - now we, you and I - have come to their rescue, as We, You and I, are the Hero/Heroine in this drama.</p><p>It is our rescue of course. We do so by giving ourselves what we needed from the very beginning, the chance to be heard and validated and supported. We do so for our own benefit, just as we would gladly do for any child in pain. We give to ourselves now what we needed as a child and never received, what was never forthcoming from the adults in our lives back then. &#8220;We&#8221; can do that now, and that is called &#8220;Recovery.&#8221; We do it for ourselves as we so well deserved and needed from the time of our arrival on this planet.</p><p>We can do so with Journaling. We can heal any and all wounds we&#8217;ve ever encountered, including the wounds of religious abuse. Yes we can! Oh Yes we can! And that is how we set ourselves Free. We become the Masters in our own house. We fix the damage dumped on us by others. We do so because we are now learning to Love ourselves, and Loving Ourselves turns out to be the way Home after all.</p><p>Oh yes, that may be hard say at first, but we can, and we must, give to ourselves what every innocent child so deserved. We begin to say it in our journal. &#8220;I love you&#8221; &#8220;I love you&#8221; &#8220;I love you.&#8221; Repeat as necessary - daily, for the rest of your life. You&#8217;ll get used to it, and soon you&#8217;ll be teaching others to do the same, especially if you have children, because you know full well how much they need it.</p><p>This is the power of journaling and self-affirmation. It becomes innate, once you learn about it. And anyone of us is capable of doing so, once you decide you want it.</p><p>Your feelings will come out. You&#8217;ll cry, scream, rant and rave as you need to, on the page, where no one gets hurt, least of all you, and you&#8217;ll get that feeling of release every time. It works. So, Repeat! Repeat! Repeat!</p><p>Let this be your beginning of You taking care of You and giving You what you never received growing up. Welcome to Journaling, Your Brand New Friend!</p><p><em><strong>How I Do It:</strong></em></p><p>I use a 3 ring binder filled with lined paper. I put up the day&#8217;s date at the top, and if necessary, &#8220;morning&#8221; &#8220;afternoon&#8221; or &#8220;evening&#8221; if I want to be more precise about any particular part of the day.</p><p>I usually start with the same question whenever I feel that &#8220;stirring&#8221; inside &#8220;What am I feeling now?&#8221; (<em>You always know when there&#8217;s something brewing because you Feel it.</em>) And then away I go, whatever I&#8217;m feeling at that time goes down on the page and I keep writing about it until I know the feelings are out.</p><p>Sometimes it&#8217;s one simple page, maybe five minutes worth. Sometimes it&#8217;s 2 or 3 full pages, and whatever time is necessary, rarely more than 15 minutes.</p><p>I go to my journal pretty much every day, most often just before bed. But it is not unusual for me to feel the urge to write throughout the day, because of what&#8217;s bubbling inside, so I do. After which, the next time I go to my Journal, I first read my previous post, to digest it again. Then on we go to a new page and whatever this day is bringing.</p><p>Again, any of my writing sequences can be measured in minutes, from 5 to 15, rarely more than that. You will find your own rhythm and pace, as I&#8217;ve found mine over my 30 plus years of doing so.</p><p>Over time, my binder starts to fill up. About once a month or so I remove about half of what&#8217;s accumulated and put it through the shredder. It is rare that I ever feel the urge to save anything beyond a 2 month period. If and when something special comes up and I want to save it, I put that piece in a separate binder for review later on. Otherwise, I just keep cleaning up the old stuff and refilling the binder with empty paper.</p><p>Some people prefer notebooks, large or small, whatever works for you. Remember this is not about creative writing at all. It&#8217;s about relieving yourself of pent-up feelings, so the writing can be quite crass in that regard - you know - colourful expletives and such. Just let out what you feel, your way, however you want, however you need to. It&#8217;s venting, just for you and for your eyes only. So let it out!</p><p>And finally, here&#8217;s an inspirational quote that I found online regarding breathing and meditation:</p><p><em>&#8220;So now each time you breathe out, you&#8217;re letting your child self know: Nothing that happened to you is your fault.&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;You don&#8217;t have to carry trauma; you don&#8217;t have to carry sadness or aloneness.&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;You don&#8217;t have to carry any kind of shock, grief, feelings of loss, or abandonment.&#8221;</em></p><p>Again, Just Let It Out! And then get to know the Deeper You that&#8217;s waiting to be released. Let Journaling be your Friend from this point forward.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Feeling + Healing = Heart]]></title><description><![CDATA[Getting to Know You]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/feeling-healing-heart-173</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/feeling-healing-heart-173</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2026 20:43:02 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!QpJl!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fdf6f9e5d-2845-4c6f-81ca-4ce27eb7eaab_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">Feeling + Healing = Heart</figcaption></figure></div><h4><strong>Feeling + Healing = Heart</strong></h4><h4><em>Taking Care of You</em></h4><p>We venture forth at times, into our own misery, heartache and sadness, all being recovered for general awareness. Rising forward in sad times when we need to make that break from our past. Begging for forgiveness was once considered the only method of cleansing. Now forgotten, set aside, or misplaced, it is no longer useful. Paying attention to our feelings is what&#8217;s now required, because it is time to Let Go!</p><p>Pain is simple. It arises from within, shows itself, and begs for attention. A simple notice on our part might do, but preferably a deeper look. Then we can heal what&#8217;s there, by owning it, attending to it, and finally listening and feeling as our heart speaks from within. &#8220;What is it this time?&#8221; We ask. &#8220;Oh, a bit of this, a bit of that,&#8221; moments of clarity perhaps, especially when remembering Childhood Hurt, usually the Main Source of all our Traumas.</p><p>We listen with eyes fully attentive and hearts wide open to feeling the pain. We write it down in some cases, because that helps. We speak it out loud to someone we trust, even better. We acknowledge it now as our own. And when we do so the temperature drops because hurt is being remembered, accepted and deeply felt. Now this inner part of us knows it is being heard. We can be quiet once again, even peaceful somewhat, as that surge of old pain is free to surface. It is reminding us that we were there, that the child in us suffered at that time, and she/he now wants to give it away, to release and let go of all that old sorrow.</p><p>That is exactly what&#8217;s needed at moments like this. A full release of old trauma wounds by owning them. A more satisfactory release of that stored up pain as it can now be removed from inventory.  It&#8217;s OK to release at this point. Our heart says so. We have permission to unlock what&#8217;s left from those years we stowed everything away, in order to survive those onslaughts forced upon us. Yes, it is time to let go. But we must feel it first in order to let it go. No more holding on. No more clinging to it, or pushing it away. That part of our life is over. The hurt will be gone when we accept it and then we can let it go. It all happens when We Say So! No one gets to say &#8220;Release&#8221; but us. It&#8217;s our journey at this point in our life. They who offended us have no say anymore, because We choose to Feel and then to Heal!</p><p>That task is ours alone now. It is up to us to move forward once again. When we agree, we take heed! Then We Release! Then We Are Free! And yes, we are now Free to just be! Free to see! Free to Feel! Free to Heal! We are also Free to Heed! Free to Believe! And Free to Know what is Ours is Our Own. No one else has a say anymore. No religion! No parents! No teachers! No outside forces whatsoever! Only our Heart has the say now. Ready to Receive! Ready to Retrieve! Ready to Believe! Ready to Unleash! Ready to once and for all Let Go!  And Ready to Just Be!</p><p>Dealing with stored pain is over, when We Say It&#8217;s over. That&#8217;s how Feeling works. And that&#8217;s how Healing, as that extra bonus, also works. That&#8217;s how mending old wounds can now help us to wrap things up. Including the loss of loved ones, if that is still part of the package. It all works for us when we say: We Are Ready to Feel, to Heal, and to Live in our Heart. After all: &#8220;Home is Where the Heart Is&#8221; and that&#8217;s where We Choose to Live Now!</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Getting to Know You - Song "Sonic Temple"]]></title><description><![CDATA[Home Is Where the Heart Is]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-songsonic-temple</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-songsonic-temple</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2026 20:51:34 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!BFzy!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Ff6584199-30b9-4c0b-bcd8-5e999872424e_1020x831.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>The body is a musical instrument since it reacts vibrationally. This song celebrates the body&#8217;s capacity to resonate with music and vibrate with sounds we love including our Heart&#8217;s capacity to Breathe in the Sounds of Music.  This fits in well with any regular &#8220;Personal Growth Inventory&#8221; that ultimately leads one on to the Grooves of:  Self-Reflection, Self-Acceptance &amp; Of Course -  Self-Love</strong>.</p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!BFzy!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Ff6584199-30b9-4c0b-bcd8-5e999872424e_1020x831.jpeg" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!BFzy!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_424, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/q_auto:good, 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p></p><div class="native-audio-embed" data-component-name="AudioPlaceholder" data-attrs="{&quot;label&quot;:null,&quot;mediaUploadId&quot;:&quot;f5b6554a-76d8-44a4-b325-f55d969aa6a9&quot;,&quot;duration&quot;:236.04245,&quot;downloadable&quot;:true,&quot;isEditorNode&quot;:true}"></div><p></p><h3>lyrics</h3><p><strong>Sonic Temple <br>Copyright: Maurice Turmel PhD, 1997 - 2018 <br><br>1) What is this place I am calling to <br>Is it a place I can meet with you <br>How are you knowing when I am about <br>Should I be knocking or giving a shout <br><br>I am a quester on the road to fame <br>Learning I have to meet with you again <br>How do I win what is mine alone <br>Or do I like ET call home </strong><br><br><strong>CHORUS: <br>Home is where the heart is <br>It&#8217;s so fine and simple <br>Building that place <br>Called the Sonic Temple <br><br>2) Home of all auditory delights <br>Home of our heartaches and all our plights <br>Be gracious to the end, my dear <br>That&#8217;s how you bring your temple near <br></strong><br><strong>Build us a Sonic Temple won&#8217;t you please <br>Inside our hearts, ah yes with ease <br>Our souls need comfort and they need love <br>To rise again like the dove <br><br>BREAK: Organ    SOLO: Guitar </strong><br><br><strong>3) Our Sonic Temple is so well prepared <br>For your arrival, so don&#8217;t be scared <br>Free to grow and free to ride <br>Our Sonic Temple comes alive <br><br>Build us a Sonic Temple won&#8217;t you please <br>Inside our hearts, ah yes with ease <br>Our souls need comfort and they need love <br>To rise again like the dove </strong><br><br><strong>CHORUS: <br>Home is where the heart is <br>It&#8217;s so fine and simple <br>Building that place <br>Called the Sonic Temple</strong> <br><br><strong>SOLO/END</strong></p><h4>credits:  Maurice Turmel  AKA  &#8220;Dr Moe&#8221;</h4><p><strong>from the album - &#8220;Let It Begin&#8221;, released January 3, 2018</strong></p><p><strong>https://drmoe2000.bandcamp.com  &#8220;Let It Begin&#8221;</strong></p><p></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Getting to Know You - #12 “Feel What You Feel” ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Home is Where the Heart Is]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-12-feel-what</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-12-feel-what</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2026 17:16:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!z0oJ!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fbb748497-a70c-4ea0-94be-6c67cce637c6_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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                                          Home is Where the Heart Is</h4><p></p><p>We are exposed to a lot of &#8216;Facts&#8217; these days, from News Sources, from Online and from Everywhere we pretty much gather any information. Yet, nobody seems to care about how we all &#8220;Feel&#8221; regarding this barrage of facts, sent to dismay, alert or simply bore. Because most of these are seemingly not oriented to help change who we are at an Emotional Level, other than to get us all &#8220;wound up&#8221; about whatever &#8220;they&#8221; are peddling, and hoping we&#8217;ll take some notice.</p><p>All Our lives we&#8217;ve been told &#8220;How to Feel&#8221; especially within the broader Religious communities, which includes all the related Christian traditions as well. But other sources, more programmed to the &#8220;logical,&#8221; want that aspect of &#8220;feeling&#8221; experience to be diminished as well, therefore considered less important. When I was growing up, we children on our religious communities were repeatedly being told what was proper, what was acceptable, and most certainly, what was &#8220;not allowed&#8221; in terms of Feelings. This latter part usually amounted to &#8220;whatever upset them&#8221; - our religious teachers in most cases, along with those other authorities mentioned above.</p><p>Oh yes, you probably already know that Religions, in most cases, presented themselves as the so-called Guardians of what we/you were allowed to feel, because They made all the rules. And for myself, a &#8216;recovering Catholic,&#8217; moving past this point in my life, these demands have now become completely Unacceptable! I am finally done with them, the religious fanatics in particular, but the exclusive &#8220;logic promoters&#8221; as well. That&#8217;s what I write about in these posts and in my books to fine tune these points! To be clear, there&#8217;s nothing wrong with Logic, as long as it includes our &#8220;feeling nature,&#8221; but that is rarely the case for those totally committed to the logic direction.</p><p>Squashing feelings is harmful, it is abusive and it hurts. Especially for children who are just learning who they are. Once exposed to Religion they are being told what they are &#8220;allowed to feel!&#8221; Absurd! Ludicrous! Abusive! And Unacceptable! This is Child Abuse in the making, starting at ground zero of their young emerging lives. What is this so-called &#8220;religious feeling requirement&#8221; really about? It&#8217;s most certainly about controlling children by attaching conditions to whatever comes out of their mouths for expression, especially what they &#8220;instinctively&#8221; feel? <em>Are You Kidding Me? These so-called &#8220;masterminds&#8221; of peoples&#8217; emerging fate, how dare they prepare children to be chronically abused from the beginning of their lives!</em> But that is exactly what they still currently are, and have been doing all along, conditioning us children to their terms. For me, this is absolutely Criminal!</p><h4><strong>A Quick Review:</strong></h4><p>We are all &#8220;Animals&#8221; at the biological level. We have Feelings that emerge here and there, from the moment we arrive on the planet. Well, so do cats and dogs and other creatures, who also react instinctively and emotionally, to their particular circumstances. Children, let&#8217;s be reminded, are also largely instinctual, until they grow more adept at expressing what they feel. That is if they are allowed to, of course. But until then &#8220;feeling&#8221; is automatic for children, and should never be subject to criticism or judgement, but to guidance and support, to help them develop those necessary management skills as they grow. Until then children are learning, and not &#8220;sinning&#8221; as their religious abusers want to promote! Children&#8217;s reactions are classic, part of being a human animal, who is capable of feeling, and needing to express those feelings, or there can be harmful consequences as a result.</p><p>So, to be told what is acceptable regarding one&#8217;s feeling nature, at this early stage of life, is downright abusive as far as I&#8217;m concerned. <em>Yes, I&#8217;ve said that already, and you will likely hear it again. </em>Having been raised in the Catholic tradition, and having my feelings squashed from Day One, was the worst kind of abuse a child, or anyone, could be put through. But I was simply part of the next generation of religious abuse victims to be shoved through this indoctrination. And that&#8217;s what these &#8220;controllers of fate&#8221; were prepared to do, in order to mold us into what They considered satisfactory, but even more specifically, to make us easily conditioned for them to manage. That was their formula for control, and that was always their main goal, which they repeated &#8220;ad infinitum,&#8221; and drove into us daily!</p><p>These people, Priests and Nuns, as educators mostly, didn&#8217;t care about how you and I felt, they only cared about how to effectively program us. So their message was totally based on what They defined as acceptable, while anything else was readily Condemned, and most often Shamed just to be sure! Not only were you Not allowed to do what they defined as unacceptable but you were &#8220;Bad&#8221; for even wanting to. This was one of their most powerful tools, the Shaming of children into submission. And to accomplish that, you, as a child, were readily branded as &#8220;wrong&#8221;, as &#8220;bad&#8221;, and as &#8220;sinful&#8221;, whatever that last one meant. So we children were being &#8220;programmed&#8221; to only express feelings in a form that they permitted, and then, by doing so, we might then be rewarded for, if these fell into Their program. Otherwise, we children were readily condemned as &#8220;defective&#8221; if we continued to express what we actually felt, what we &#8220;instinctively felt&#8221; as a simple function of being Human!</p><h4><strong>Question:</strong></h4><p><em>How does that sound? Does that seem like a program for making children feel good about themselves, or for finding mastery over who and what they were becoming? Or does it sound like something more nefarious, a program of diminishment, of condemnation and abuse? What do you think?</em></p><p>I know what I felt back then. And it was always what they wanted me to feel if I ignored their prescriptions, and that was &#8220;bad, defective, wrong, and terrible,&#8221; and so on. I wasn&#8217;t allowed to express what I actually felt, nor was I educated on how to manage feelings, assert myself or even accept myself, in order to grow. Apparently I was defective from the &#8220;git go!&#8221; At least that&#8217;s how it actually felt to me as a child! Apparently I/We had to fit into their Box! And that particular Box was small and tight, with no room for any self-expression, only if it was what they wanted to hear. <em>&#8220;OK, message received: I have to become a Pleaser!&#8221; &#8220;Why?&#8221; &#8220;Because I&#8217;m not allowed to be who I am!&#8221; &#8220;I am only allowed to be who They say I am!&#8221;</em> They, being the Nuns and Priests, who were my educators, or more accurately, my abusers and handlers!</p><p>A child, in these circumstances, has no choice. At best, perhaps some limited choice, but the religious Box was always small. There wasn&#8217;t much room to manoeuvre. You quickly learned to keep things to yourself, your actual feelings of course, because they weren&#8217;t allowed, remember! And if you complained at home, you got much the same message from your equally limited parents. Maybe a gentler tone, but your parents, my parents, were already programmed, so they were part of this vicious cycle, because they were also born into it. They lived in that same Box, and had their own feelings about what that meant, feelings they weren&#8217;t prepared to fully reveal just yet.</p><h4><strong>For Example:</strong></h4><p>My mother ate chocolates regularly to appease her emotions. That was one of her coping strategies. My father raged and battered us children when he lost control of his emotions, which happened often. But apparently that was OK because later on, he could go to Confession and there he was given a Prescription for some made-up remedial action. In retrospect, he may have been an adult physically, but he was a child emotionally, and had never been allowed to fully express himself either. He had the same limiting disease we children were now being conditioned into where you couldn&#8217;t express any feelings unless they were Church certified. A grand escape clause for Them which they fully clung to, even though they could never live up to it themselves. And yes, we children would see those contradictions in their behaviour every day, as they dumped on us. &#8220;Do as I say, not as I do!&#8221;</p><p>Well, as I matured under these conditions, I carried all of that accumulating frustration with me. I tried to have relationships that were open and safe, but I simply couldn&#8217;t do it. I could not live outside that limiting Box - well, not Yet at any rate? I knew nothing of other ways, liberal ways apparently, healthier ways of being myself, even though hearing that was possible. I only felt the hurt and turmoil that had been burned into me, that could also explode occasionally, and I wouldn&#8217;t know why. But I was regularly reminded that I was &#8220;wrong again,&#8221; and had failed regarding what Their mandate, the one rigidly prescribed in terms of feeling.</p><p>At this point, I couldn&#8217;t be me regardless, because I didn&#8217;t know who that was. I had become a wound up &#8220;caricature&#8221; of Their making, and those parameters they insisted upon were all that was allowed. &#8220;But good news though!&#8221; Yes, because apparently &#8220;Prayer&#8221; was always there to save me? I could actually ask God to help make me a better person, according to my religion&#8217;s standards. All I had to do was Pray!<em> Wow! Thanks for that!</em></p><p>So I failed at relationships. I failed at my first marriage. My frustration outbursts were too threatening to my wife at the time. And of course, I believed I was a bad person for having felt and acted that way. I didn&#8217;t know how to be an adult yet, because that was never taught. I was programmed to remain a child, emotionally speaking, to live Their prescriptions and to go to church and beg for forgiveness for all my Sins. These were numerous apparently. This was becoming absolutely Nuts and Their process was destined to ultimately fail in the end. But along the way, I was so frustrated at times the thought of taking my own life would creep in, as I had heard others were experiencing, some of whom had already gone ahead and even tried.</p><p>But no, I didn&#8217;t! I didn&#8217;t even consider it as a possibility. Why? Because a growing &#8220;Voice&#8221; inside me said: &#8220;We can master this, we can find our way out and we can do it with help.&#8221; <em>What on earth was that about?</em> <em>OK, I&#8217;m listening!</em> So I found a doctor who would listen to me, and made suggestions, and then referred me to a colleague who was experimenting with Psychological approaches to such problems. When I finally met with this individual, I &#8220;felt reassured&#8221; by what he shared, almost immediately. So, based on that first meeting, I chose to join his weekly Therapy Group to see where that might lead, and I was very quickly hooked. Why? Because something made sense here, where my life, to this point, did not!</p><p>The long and the short of that particular encounter became my very surprising Turning Point. It was the beginning of unravelling the mess I was born into, while it was helping me see what I was actually ready for now. Such as? The Fact that I had yet to uncover who I truly was? <em>&#8220;What?&#8221; &#8220;Are you kidding me?&#8221; &#8220;You mean I&#8217;m not just a messed up Catholic kid?&#8221; &#8220;There&#8217;s a way out of this mess?&#8221;</em> And on it went. But as these new realizations began to settle in, the &#8220;catholic guilt and shame&#8221; buttons, previously installed, started to go off like an activated Alarm System. Why? Because how dare I challenge the church and its wonderful teachings? Really? But &#8220;the Voice inside&#8221; said &#8220;We&#8217;re moving forward&#8221; and &#8220;We&#8217;re not living in this hellhole anymore!&#8221;</p><h4><strong>Turning the Page</strong></h4><p>That was it! My total commitment was on. I became fully engaged and quite enthusiastic about this new process. At least it made sense! So I began reading, as instructed, the recommended books that would help me sort out who I really was, all the while attending Group regularly. Yes, it was baby steps to begin with, but it worked. What I learned, and then felt about it all, just continued to grow in a positive direction. So now, how I actually Felt about things was totally permitted, and that became my new Magic Marker. I was &#8220;feeling better&#8221; with every step I took. Pretty soon I was on fire with learning and the &#8220;guilt and shame buttons&#8221; were less and less effective. Oh, I still felt them, and I did for years, but soon they became far removed from the new Consciousness I was building. I was growing. <em>&#8220;What was that?&#8221;</em> Yes, I was growing and I felt it. I was awakening to myself, with permission &#8220;to Feel,&#8221; which was there at every step. More and more I was allowed to just be me, and all these experts I was avidly reading, they were leading the way in helping me get there.</p><p>Five years of group therapy fully launched this &#8220;awakening process&#8221; and, lo and behold, I was now on my way to becoming a Psychologist myself. Who knew? I did not see that coming! But there it was, as a more visible possibility. So off I went! And all those more formal University courses were now &#8220;making sense&#8221; to me in surprising ways. Now I had this whole new exciting journey in front of me, leading the way. Not only was I unpacking the harm that I had endured and accumulated in childhood, but I was opening new vistas to discovering who I was inside. This newly emerging landscape just kept growing and speaking to me, from my Heart now, apparently, with every step I took. Wow! Who knew this was possible!</p><p>Now my life was about Feeling and Healing, and revealing to myself, who I was at that Heart-Centre level. <em>&#8220;The What you say?&#8221; </em>The Heart-Centre level, existing in all of us, the part of me/us I was now learning to trust . <em>&#8220;You mean there&#8217;s an Inner Me?&#8221; </em>&#8220;Yes, there is&#8221; the Voice would say, &#8220;and we&#8217;re going there now.&#8221; <em>&#8220;Well OK then, sign me up&#8221;</em> I would yell out loud, because that old caricature of mine that &#8220;They&#8221; had made, was finally being set aside in favour of this &#8220;More Authentic Me&#8221; now coming through. <em>&#8220;So this was me uncovering me?&#8221; </em>&#8220;Yes it was!&#8221; <em>&#8220;And I was totally allowed to feel what I felt?&#8221; </em>&#8220;Yes I was!&#8221; Absolutely, I was allowed to explore all my feelings, work them through, cry them out when necessary, share them with appropriate Helpers, get valuable feedback, whatever was necessary. Because now we, my helpers and I, were healing the damage &#8220;They&#8221; had done, by helping me Feel what I actually Felt, and working it through, as now was necessary.</p><p>That&#8217;s how this new process began clicking for me then! No more excuses! No more being controlled! No more being squashed or sidetracked. I was not only allowed to be who I actually was, I was encouraged to do so. And oh my goodness: <em>&#8220;He&#8217;s a nice person!&#8221; &#8220;What?&#8221; &#8220;You mean I&#8217;m not defective?&#8221; &#8220;Apparently not!&#8221;</em> Apparently who, or what They said I was, was simply a Lie. That was all part of Their manufactured program of artificial control, to subject me and other children to their standards. All while they encouraged us to squash and bury our own natural and instinctive inclinations, which was simply wrong from beginning to end. It may have suited their purposes, but all they got was conditioned Zombies as a result. But apparently that didn&#8217;t matter for Them, as long as They had their version of Control. We children didn&#8217;t even have the same permissions as dogs and cats who were always allowed to feel and express what they actually and instinctively felt.</p><p>To put it bluntly, They, the controllers, &#8220;had tried to screw us up&#8221; as best they could, but I was now tearing that artificially limiting structure down to the ground. Each step I took &#8220;felt&#8221; better and better, to the point where I was soon getting to know who I was at levels I could never have imagined. As a result I began learning the basics of Self-Reflection, Self-Acceptance and Self-Love as a more natural course of dealing with feelings. I began to accept that I was truly a Good Person at Heart, my new reference point that I could now trust implicitly. I finally understood that They had lied to me throughout my childhood, that They had abused me and used me as fodder for their Virulent System. I could now accept and fully realize that They were in fact Child Abusers and there is no clearer way to say it than that. Abuse is Abuse, no matter what Their so-called &#8220;good intentions&#8221; were.</p><h4><strong>Feeling is Healing!</strong></h4><p>We don&#8217;t have to act out all our feelings, especially those that might seek forms of revenge, but we do have to Own Them. This includes owning those &#8220;feelings of rage&#8221; that persons abused in childhood tend to have an abundance of. I know I did, and every therapist I had met so far, advised me so. But even such feelings could now be attended to, managed and safely expressed by myself, by all of us, once &#8220;permission to feel&#8221; becomes the new Status Quo. It is safe to feel! And, It is also Necessary!</p><p>As one proceeds, all those layers of hurt and pain, that They installed, can now be dealt with and healed. But that&#8217;s not all. The Awaiting Spirit, the Deepest part of ourselves, can now arise as we clear away all that emotional trauma. And once fully engaged, you get to discover this for Yourself. You get to unpack who you really are. You are no longer one of Their scapegoats anymore. You are You, uncovering You! <em><strong>Yes! Bingo! Jackpot! Ring the Bells! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!</strong></em></p><p>You/We/I can now be at Home with our Truth, from the deepest throes of our Heart. You/We/I are now Home to our deepest self, because You &#8220;accept&#8221; You. <em>&#8220;Are you kidding me?&#8221; &#8220;Can there be a better Jackpot?&#8221; &#8220;Sound the Alarm!&#8221;</em> <em>&#8220;Yes, You are now uncovering You, the Greatest Gift you could ever give Yourself.&#8221;</em> And as your Trauma healing progresses, those old hurts and abuses fade away and the New Miracle begins. You are finally finding You, and all you had to do is Feel your way there. <em>Well we all know now that this is no breeze, but we also know now that it is worth the Journey.</em> Because You are Worth the Journey. Because We are Worth the Journey! So Remember That:                                               <strong>We/You/I Are Definitely Worth It!</strong></p><h4><em><strong>                        So Feel What You Feel!  That&#8217;s the Way Home Now!</strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>                         Welcome Home to All You Heroes and Heroines!  </strong></em></h4><h4><em><strong>                                    Welcome Home to Your Heart!</strong></em></h4><p></p><h4><em><strong>A Few Notes from Me:</strong></em></h4><p><em>I&#8217;ve lived every aspect of what I&#8217;m sharing here in this series of posts about &#8220;Getting to Know You.&#8221; I&#8217;m sharing what I know at that &#8220;feeling&#8221; level of experience. Yes, as a Psychologist I could be visiting you with all kinds of theories and specifications with large complicated words coming my Professional Training, but that&#8217;s simply not the goal. The reality of our lives is that we &#8220;live&#8221; them and &#8220;feel&#8221; them, and there are no shortcuts around that, no so-called Professional Ways of doing so. I&#8217;m not about theories at this time. I am about &#8220;lived experience&#8221; - What we know in our Hearts. That&#8217;s where the Gold is and that&#8217;s where we need to go to Uncover for Ourselves our own Deepest Truths. We are Spiritual Beings having a Physical experience in this realm. Our Hearts reveal to us who and what we are and what we need along the way. That&#8217;s where the roadmap lies, our GPS, and that&#8217;s where we truly thrive. We individually need to &#8220;open up&#8221; to that deeper reference point as our own experiences permit. But that is the Way Home. Our Hearts are Home and that&#8217;s where we Thrive. Get to know yourself at that deepest level and you&#8217;ll know why you&#8217;re here and what You Need to Do, what Your Heart Wants for You! I do have a simple program called &#8220;Journaling&#8221; that I will detail it in my next post for this series. That&#8217;s a straightforward tool, easy to use personally, and available to you 24/7.</em></p><p><em>Till Then, All My Best to You on Your Journey Home!</em></p><p>&#8220;The Voice - A Spiritual Sci-Fi Adventure&#8221;</p><p><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/1718143524">https://www.amazon.com/dp/1718143524</a></p><p>&#8220;Breaking the Spell of Religion &amp; Healing the Trauma&#8221;</p><p>https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D3LY3DJL/</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Getting to Know You - #11 Life Purpose]]></title><description><![CDATA[Your Life Purpose]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-11-life-purpose</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-11-life-purpose</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2026 19:45:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p></p><p>Life Purpose is what you access when you finally connect with your Source Energy, your Inner Guidance. Clearing away the rubble and debris of your personal life and your developmental history, as we&#8217;ve been addressing here in previous episodes, is the necessary prelude to making that connection possible. Literally - as you clean house your Deeper Self rises automatically, having been sitting there waiting for you to come rescue them, from whatever they/you were born into.</p><p>It is fine to dream about Life Purpose and how you can make a contribution to humanity here on earth. But you simply cannot skip over these necessary self-reflection and self-discovery steps that will ultimately get you there. In my experience, too many people want to leap ahead to the good part, the service part of Life Purpose, rather than deal with their psychological and personal development issues that are actually holding them back.</p><p>This &#8216;Cart before the Horse&#8221; approach is like trying to enjoy a breathtaking mountain vista while looking through a cracked and dirty window in your car. You&#8217;re never going to appreciate the full majesty of what lies before you until you have made the necessary repairs and then cleaned up &#8220;that glass&#8221; as that final but necessary stroke.</p><p>Life purpose is born in the ethers. It encompasses the deal you made with Creation and your Higher Self before incarnating this time around. From this collaboration came your personal Imprint, based on that contract and then embedded into your DNA. This is not nearly as far-fetched as it sounds. Just look at what you are drawn to, what tickles your fancy, what opens your Heart space. Where did that come from? There are no accidents. We are all living the programs that We Agreed To and have been taking shape before us. The Heart leads the way, always, because that is our GPS!</p><h4><strong>So, What Comes Next?</strong></h4><p>Hints in the form of visible talents, abilities and interests have been coming at you all your life. Now you&#8217;ve arrived at this Life Purpose juncture and you&#8217;re looking to Your Future and what to do next. My career as a Psychologist came to me this way, and so did my passion for music, Blues Music to be specific. Why? Because Blues Music is always about Feeling and Feeling, as I&#8217;ve discovered, leads to Healing. This is Job #1 in dealing with our wounds so that the &#8220;Gold&#8221; we&#8217;ve been dreaming about can now come forward. This is why this whole series of articles is called &#8220;Getting to Know You&#8221; because it&#8217;s always about uncovering the Truth lying in our own Souls. Everything we need to know is there waiting.</p><p>&#8220;Clean up you room&#8221; a parent might say to a teenager who has misplaced something important. &#8220;Clean up your personality quirks and your developmental history&#8221; we would say if you ever want to find that Gold called Life Purpose. &#8220;Well then, where is it?&#8221; you might ask. Your Life Purpose is right there where you left it when you set out on this journey into Earth Life. But again, to get there you must engage your own needs for due diligence. Attend growth groups, see a therapist if necessary, read all you can about your particular set of problems and resulting hang-ups. This is how you address your personal history and subsequent hang-ups. I had to deal with the consequences of an abusive father and a toxic religion that told me repeatedly how defective I was. I read a book called &#8220;I&#8217;m OK, You&#8217;re OK,&#8221; recommended to me by a therapist, and that changed my life forever. I went from being a victim to taking charge of my life, while healing all the wounds that ultimately could set me free. Yes, it took years, but I did it because my Heart said &#8220;We Had to.&#8221; So get a handle on your stuff, whatever it takes, and your Life Purpose will show itself.</p><h4><strong>A Fictional Example</strong></h4><p>In my Sci-Fi novel &#8220;The Voice - A Spiritual Sci-Fi Adventure&#8221; the cast of characters are going through the process described here in order to connect with That Voice Within, their Deepest Self, which we all have. As to the story, that part of us appears as God in the book, but that God Energy lives in all of us. No exceptions! And our access to it is an ultimate gift we unpack for ourselves. Just check with any of the many gifted contributors all over this Substack Neighbourhood and see for yourselves. Our characters in the book are doing exactly that while intentionally dealing with fear, self-esteem issues and defensive issues that were blocking access to their own inner Imprint. Cleaning House is Part 1 of identifying and activating Life Purpose, after which the way becomes clear for our deepest and most unique individual contributions to then finally surface.</p><p>As the book&#8217;s characters go through this process of personal cleansing and self-discovery, they find themselves opening doors that were unconsciously closed during their entry years into their earthly experience. Now they realize they must return to these developmental key points to undo the &#8220;unconscious survival and early numbing strategies&#8221; they employed to deal with their particular set of circumstances. Anyone who grows up in abusive and dysfunctional spheres of influence automatically engage such survival strategies. These are what need to be addressed, felt, healed and released, to get to that jackpot called Life Purpose, always worth the journey.</p><p>In summary, you cannot become fully realized, nor connect with your Life Purpose until these personal growth counter-measures have been fully dealt with and reversed. By observing this book&#8217;s characters do we see what it takes to consciously connect with one&#8217;s Source Energy, activate that Imprint and unfold into that Beautiful Butterfly we are all meant to be. This, in my experience, is Self-Activation, pure and simple. And we owe it to Ourselves to set that part of us Free! And then for many of us, myself included, may begin to feel connected to those groups of Souls who now identify as Lightworkers, not unlike our main characters in The Voice.</p><p>&#8220;The Voice&#8221; AKA &#8220;A Training Manual for Souls&#8221;</p><p>https://www.amazon.com/dp/1718143524</p><p></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Lightworker’s Journal ]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Insanity of Our Times]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/a-lightworkers-journal</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/a-lightworkers-journal</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2026 19:06:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!UkAu!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F781deea7-b4c2-4a52-a9ac-2365b6643b12_1024x608.png" length="0" 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!UkAu!, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/f_auto, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F781deea7-b4c2-4a52-a9ac-2365b6643b12_1024x608.png 1456w" sizes="100vw" fetchpriority="high"></picture><div class="image-link-expand"><div class="pencraft pc-display-flex pc-gap-8 pc-reset"><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container restack-image"><svg aria-hidden="true" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 20 20" fill="none" stroke-width="1.5" stroke="var(--color-fg-primary)" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M2.53001 7.81595C3.49179 4.73911 6.43281 2.5 9.91173 2.5C13.1684 2.5 15.9537 4.46214 17.0852 7.23684L17.6179 8.67647M17.6179 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this way as we come to this chapter of our human history? Who would have thought that such insanity would prevail at an all inclusive level with those who purport to be Our Leaders? Drunk with power, with the levers of control, with greed unabated, and never fulfilled, they have proven to us all that:<strong> &#8220;More is Never Enough!&#8221;</strong></p><p>How could it be that such a trusted level of society would be revealed as the Callous Indifference of a select few Elites who thought their money gave them rights far beyond their innate capabilities to do good by society&#8217;s general standings? It boggles the mind that such insane levels of thinking occupy the vast majority of the world&#8217;s Elites whose machinations and agendas of control have driven the world to the brink of self-destruction, on so many historical occasions, and even now.</p><p>Well, it&#8217;s over for them! It&#8217;s finished, by the simple fact the Universal Energy, which we all possess, which we all carry and express, is now moving us into higher levels of Conscious Awareness, and wills it To Be So. <em>What is he talking about?</em> Well, it has now become apparent, that this Global Energy has mustered a vast Army of Lightworkers, Wayshowers, and Empaths, saying to Us All, through our Hearts of Course: </p><p>&#8220;<em>Go down there and fix that mess. Put those so-called elites out of work. Take them away from their positions of power and lock them up if they cannot be reformed. We&#8217;ve had enough of this abuse and want it ended Now!&#8221;</em></p><p>That&#8217;s how my Higher Self speaks to me in my Heart, no different I am sure, than with many of you and yours. We are all in this together, assigned by our own volition to this Mission of Mercy, to take care of this great unconscionable unravelling so we can restore sanity to Mother Earth. It cannot be helped and must be done now before further damage is done to all of us inhabitants of this great majestic planet we call Home.</p><p>The key to this Cosmic Ascension Cycle is to Awaken, and then Recognize, the truly deplorable insanity that has prevailed on this planet for eons already. Most of it coming to us in the form of religion sadly, but also many other abusive controlling strategies by &#8220;those in charge.&#8221; It is time to move them over, and out of power, these so-called elites. How can they be so stupid as to believe that they hold more sway over Matter than the Eternal Loving Energy that created Them along with All Other Forms of Life? This is insanity at its most pronounced.</p><h4><strong>As the Creative Love Force might say:</strong></h4><p><em>&#8220;You are here because I sent you and you wouldn&#8217;t have it any other way. It had to be done from above and below, through the hardship you have all suffered, so you could see first hand the enmity in these so-called &#8216;powers-that-be&#8217; and recognize for yourselves the insanity that drives them.&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;This is a test for all of you, but most especially for those of you who identify as Lightworkers, Starseeds, Empaths and Wayshowers, All of You who have come forth to do this service for the greater good of all Mankind.&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;Your sacrifice will be recognized and long remembered after this. You will be declared Winners is this Shift of the Ages. And you will be renowned throughout history as the Inaugurators of this Millennium of Peace. This challenging time will be noted in all your Annals and Historical Records as The Shift of the Ages. And You Are that Shift!&#8221;</em></p><p>In the not so distant future this will be known as the time when the World called Planet Earth was turned on its ear. This is the era where Lightworkers from all over the Star Seeded Universe came to the aid of a planet and its people in dire need of strength and fortitude. It had to be done in this manner to bring about the changes necessary that would put an end to what had become a chaotic existence, unfit for even the lowliest of creatures and life forms, let alone Creation&#8217;s very own offspring called Mankind.</p><p>Let this be a lesson to all others looking in on this Earthly scene and revelling in the magnitude of such an undertaking. Let there be no doubt that the Universal Energy called Love has and will always prevail. Let there be no doubt that we, the inhabitants of Mother Earth, are in fact Love&#8217;s Eternal Energy incarnate.</p><p>And finally, let there be no doubt that - to not know this and to disrespect it, as a form of intentional purpose - is the very definition of Insanity!</p><h4><strong>The Insanity Ends Now! Let It Be So!</strong></h4>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Getting to Know You #10 - Nothing Left to Prove]]></title><description><![CDATA[Nothing Left to Prove]]></description><link>https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-10-nothing-left</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://mauriceturmelphd.substack.com/p/getting-to-know-you-10-nothing-left</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Maurice Turmel PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2026 18:54:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!IG9l!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fd27a07f2-7898-4369-ae68-c8508927ab0b_1024x608.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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class="image-caption">nothing to prove - coasting</figcaption></figure></div><p>We all arrive on this planet somewhat befuddled and confused. How did we get here? How is this life possible? What is our purpose? This place is weird! And off we go, into an amazing wonderland of activity known as &#8220;human growth&#8221; followed by something else called &#8220;delivery.&#8221; In other words, we absorb, we learn stuff and we &#8220;deliver&#8221; back to each other what we have learned and mastered.</p><p>This is a good process overall. It helps all of us, including members of the &#8220;Army of Light&#8221; get their messages out about what could be next in one&#8217;s ever evolving life script as we grow. Many of us are here at a stage now where questioning this very familiar process no longer matters like it once did. Because we&#8217;ve figured out a few things, then we applied what we learned, and now we are ready for more, wherever that takes us.</p><p>We could be called the Experienced Senior&#8217;s Brigade, having a few more decades under our belt. We&#8217;ve seen what was before us, we&#8217;ve worked through things that affected us, and now we&#8217;re looking for where we go next. It&#8217;s a different Vista up here in Senior Land, a different landscape now before us than when we first landed here. And along the way, we&#8217;ve applied ourselves here, there and everywhere, that was attractive and meaningful to us personally. Furthermore, we did our very best to &#8216;deliver&#8217; what we had to offer based on all the experiences we&#8217;ve had so far.</p><h4><strong>For Example:</strong></h4><p>Some of us, myself included, grew up under the early belief that &#8220;We had to Prove Ourselves&#8221; with whatever we were tackling. And that brings up the question of: &#8220;W<em>hy on earth would we feel that?&#8221;</em> Well, for some of us, back in our youth, we were entrained to believe by sources around, that somehow we could be defective and without any real merit, unless, we actively pursued something that would Prove we actually had value and meaning to contribute! Yes, you&#8217;ve heard me say this before, that, in large part, comes from the Stone Age adage of our so-called Defectiveness coming at us directly from Organized Religion in particular, but from other Sources as well.</p><p>So, with the above in mind, it would seem we have entered Human Life&#8217;s &#8220;Horse Race&#8221; at a distinct disadvantage. Why? Because, according to religion in particular, we were all born defective to begin with, and in need of repair, given all our Selfish human propensities toward wanting Love, Acceptance and Support? &#8220;What&#8217;s that&#8221; you say? Oh, You Heard Me! Yes, let&#8217;s have religion remind us again, that we all have Original Sin, among other defects, which they are happy to elucidate for us! So, given those inherent &#8216;defects,&#8217; we now have to Prove any Deservedness with Worthy Contributions to Mankind as defined by the Church, of course.</p><h4><strong>How We Became Pleasers &amp; Doers</strong></h4><p>Yes, we had to Prove our value and worthiness by &#8220;Doing!&#8221; &#8220;Doing what&#8221; you might ask? Well the Church&#8217;s bidding of course, because they defined Worthiness through examples that were always based on Doing in the form of Saintliness, which is Perfection really. Yes, we are aware that religion was not the only Driving Force behind such expectations and demands. There were, and still are, other negative encampments, with rules and regulations, be they religious or otherwise, delivering a similar message to all of us newly arriving human recruits. But again, religion does rise to the top as a main precipitator of such overriding negative and demanding attitudes. Regardless of which source, how could We know any different, since we were all Children upon arrival, yet this was the reality we landed in. And that is Step #1 in teaching us to be Pleasers who then become Doers!</p><p>They, those organizations, and groups of people, that fed us those existing adages, were supposed to know what was going on in terms of this Earth life we now found ourselves in. So of course, we followed them for guidance, at least initially. But then, along the way, we learned there were Other Approaches that also worked well in many cases, where one&#8217;s parents and/or ensuing social networks might actually make more sense. Most of all, there were situations where there was actually no disharmony within the ranks, so that advice and proclamations could readily be deemed as Worthy Guidance and Suggestions to be considered. Turns out, this whole approach was about &#8220;Being&#8221; and &#8220;Being-ness&#8221; as opposed to the absolute and rigidly proclaimed &#8216;Must-Dos&#8217; that religion, in particular, insisted upon. Why? Because, in their view, only &#8220;Doing&#8221; could be the right answer to their proclamations.</p><h4><strong>Wha-a-a-a-t?</strong></h4><p>Well now, this suggests that, at some level, there was an existing but remote group of beings who were actually advocating &#8220;Being-ness&#8221; as a more feasible core orientation, and that trusting one&#8217;s Inner Directives was a Legitimate source of Guidance and Direction. This was rather different than that other model, the Cultivated Absolutist Religious-based Model. You know, the one which always demanded Performance as a matter of necessity while always following their rules. Organized religion, as one of many such controlling sources, including Political entities, were always emphasizing &#8220;Doing-ness&#8221; as the only method of demonstrating Worthiness to yourself and the world. And this &#8220;Doing-ness&#8221; was their on-going requirement. &#8220;No slacking off here!&#8221;</p><p>Most young people could easily collapse under such a weight, never really achieving that saintly perfectionistic requirement, even for a moment. This would leave many of them feeling they could Never measure up. And for that, they/we were being defined as defective, and in need of fixing through Prayer and ongoing Devotion. The net result of this indoctrination process put them/we in a now familiar category of being in perpetual need of Repair. And that&#8217;s when the Controllers would, of course, offer up more &#8220;Doing-ness&#8221; as the way forward. These poor folks, Myself Included, followed a trail of indoctrination that always led to feelings of failure followed by self-loathing, for never being able to meet that far-fetched Golden Standard.</p><p>What is also strangely accurate and somewhat chilling, is that these prognosticators of such contradictory religious postures Could Never Meet those standards either. But, as children, what choice did any of us have? Your/Our parents were likely part of these sects, as were most of one&#8217;s relatives. It was the only reality before us all and to challenge it had already been decreed as Sinful! To be accurate though, most of these religious prognosticators seemed to really believe what they touted, and regularly pointed to Saints who had allegedly done so. Oh Yes! Saints again! What an ever so easy target to measure up to! Really?</p><p>Now back to our sub-groups of so-called naysayers and presumed failures, they embarked on different routes sometimes leading to violence and self-abuse, but most often, actually leading to addictions of all sorts. These folks clearly felt that loss of status and loss of value, since they never could seem to measure up. And yes, oftentimes these losses of faith in themselves would lead to severe depression, and even suicide, as happened so in many cases. And all these indoctrination victims would ever get from their supervising group of religious authorities was &#8220;We&#8217;ll Pray for You&#8221; Why? &#8220;Because you lost Faith in their system and that&#8217;s on you!&#8221; Yes, you lost faith in this rigidly manufactured, usually empty, repetitive system that came from those who cast the Spell of failure all around you to begin with. All Cults do this! <em>&#8220;Yes, we, your aforementioned leaders/abusers, will get you into shape, as long as you believe our unquestionable mottos.&#8221; &#8220;You were born defective because we said so, and only God, who we have on speed-dial, can save you now.&#8221;</em></p><h4><strong>Pause: An Internal Conversation:</strong></h4><p><em>&#8220;Well now, my fellow religious philanthropists, how did you come up with this particular designation that You are in the right, and we, Love&#8217;s supplicants, are in the wrong. Please tell me/us, how did that happen?&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;Well,&#8221; they might say - &#8220;We were awarded this position by God!&#8221;</em></p><p><em>Reply: &#8220;God&#8221; you say, &#8220;and where does He live exactly?&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;Why, out there, in outer space&#8221; they might reply!</em></p><p><em>Question: &#8220;Who, or What, awarded you the privileged position of direct contact with God?&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;Why, we did&#8221; they answer, &#8220;about 2,000 years ago or so, it is written in the Scriptures and in the Bible.&#8221;</em></p><p><em>&#8220;And who wrote the Bible?&#8221; You might then dare to ask.</em></p><p><em>&#8220;Oh, a bunch of experts, Scholars, Specialists, Saints, you know, Scripture Writers&#8221; They might add.</em></p><p>And there you have an ongoing, back and forth conversation that actually never goes anywhere, but circles around with: &#8220;Oh, you must have Faith!&#8221; And then, repeats its ludicrous claims, never offering any proof of genuineness, except &#8220;We are 2,000 years old.&#8221; A closer study might suggest that this was all made up, to support the constructs they invented, or actually Stole from Previous Human Groups to begin with. Then these &#8220;Prognosticators of Truth&#8221; tagged their true Prophet - Jesus of Nazareth - as their Founder, which He Never was. How could he, having lived a few centuries earlier and, therefore, having No Say in the matter? All this once again, designed to keep them, and their voracious &#8216;need&#8217; of controlling others, in their hands as long as the rest of us would keep buying into it. Indoctrinators need followers who are desperate, needy and feel they have no other choice, you know, like children born into their system.</p><p>Well, all you awakening Lightworkers, Starseeds and Way-showers, all of you who might feel as such, You have found your way to Your Heart. You, and anyone like you, have found your True Centre of Gravity, your True Source of Light, you already know at this point in your evolution that the above is all nonsense. You already know that We/You are <strong>Spiritual Beings</strong> having a <strong>Physical experience</strong> to begin with. You already know, through your <strong>Heart Connection</strong>, that you have <strong>Purpose</strong> here. And that Purpose is to bring Light, much needed Light, into this ongoing period of Earth&#8217;s current Darkness. The more truthful fact here is that: there&#8217;s Nothing to Prove<strong> </strong>regarding your actual Worth and Value. Because Yes, it is inherent - God given, if you prefer, since we are all God Energy at that Sub-Atomic level. And furthermore, we are already Eternal, and Have Been since ? ? ? Because that feature came with the Original Energy Package some call Soul! And those concepts of Hell and Damnation that somebody made up, or better yet, Stole from our ancestral Pagans, they are garbage, sewage and trash. Once again, they were manufactured for the sole purpose of control, and never designed to uplift anyone, but only to squash and limit. What an absolute travesty for an individual&#8217;s nascent, waiting to bud, Spirituality.</p><p>So, as we, calling ourselves &#8216;Light-workers,&#8217; or just &#8216;Aware&#8217; persons, are waking up to our internal truths, of who and what we are and why we are here, we can safely say at some point: <em>&#8220;I have Nothing Left to Prove.&#8221; &#8220;I am what I am.&#8221; &#8220;That is all that I am.&#8221; &#8220;So, my Heart and Internal Guidance will lead the way forward from here.&#8221;</em></p><h4><strong>Nothing Left to Prove</strong></h4><p>&#8220;I Have Nothing to Prove&#8221; is what finally sets us all free. Because it is the full on recognition that we are Good as we Are, and we were born that way, until that pestilence was dumped upon us. Our Heart, that we now fully trust and embrace, helps set our Purpose, and our unique Direction. Our Goodness and Kindness acting as <strong>&#8220;Couriers of Light&#8221;</strong> are inherently allowed to flow forward. We were never born criminals, defective or otherwise &#8220;n&#8217;er-do-well&#8221; categories as they, pathetic religion and other sources, tried to tag us. They, in fact, have only been defining themselves! Because in Psychology there is this Defensive Response called &#8220;Projection&#8221; which is the dumping of your own imperfections onto others. Good Luck!</p><p>Our goodness and value, based on Effervescent Love are inherent. Yes, there are exceptions to everything. There may be people we can only see as born defective, such as the current US President who appears as a ready example. But even he likely had a horrific upbringing that set the tone for what he was to become. And then, as a result, he has operated steadily on that fundamental child-like level where temper-tantrums were his preferred form of communication. Psychologically, he&#8217;s a toddler in an adult&#8217;s body. Those values and methods he demonstrates repeatedly were likely modelled and acquired in his family of origin, according to his Psychologist Niece - Mary Trump. His narcissism is a direct effect of that childlike viewpoint and acts as a coverup for his enormous insecurities. He believes in power because he is internally insecure. He believes in bullying because he is internally insecure. And he readily flips into his other well-worn Victim Stance, as would any toddler, not getting what he wants. Now he is surrounded by sycophants who have the same dysfunctional values and accompanying insecurities. And finally, he is Desperate to be Adored, because, as an emotional toddler having regular meltdowns, it is Always About Him!</p><h4><strong>Self-Reflection</strong></h4><p>In order for any of us to break free of the above noted tyrannies, all riddled with negativity, we have to fully engage in Self-Reflection as a First Step and Primary Course of remedial action. Breaking the Spell of Religion, or any abusive upbringing, requires this fundamental approach to start the process of undoing those embedded patterns of abuse and trauma. This makes it the primary tool for breaking all forms of negative conditioning. And this is what one needs to be led out of the endless wilderness of &#8220;Doing,&#8221; in order to move into the calmer meadows of &#8220;Being.&#8221; Because &#8220;Being-ness&#8221; requires No Posturing or Demonstrations. It only requires Self-Acceptance and Self-Love, the foremost byproducts of Self-Reflection, once that is unleashed. The Heart always wants to believe that we are Good and we demonstrate this by accepting mistakes will be made, but can always be corrected, without us ever having to be judged as &#8220;defective.&#8221;</p><p>Trial and error, we are then taught, are a necessary part of life&#8217;s course and we can pursue this process with Grace and Dignity. We do not need perfection to be fully functioning humans. Even Saints were never Perfect. What we do need are Love and Self Care, and a Willingness to Learn. And yes, learning can be fun now, because We Do Not Need To Be Perfect. We just Need To Be! So we Learn, and we Grow, because it&#8217;s fun, and, because we Want to Improve. We are already whole Beings when starting out on our growth journey of Self-Discovery. We do this for ourselves initially, to pursue our emerging Dreams, and then of course, for Humanity as a whole, because we all benefit from each other&#8217;s growth.</p><p>This personal recovery process may start out as a need to Please others by Doing, but at some point, with Self-Reflection in hand, Self-Forgiveness comes around and says: &#8220;We&#8217;ve done enough!&#8221; &#8220;Let&#8217;s move on!&#8221; &#8220;We Have Nothing Left to Prove!&#8221; &#8220;Let us now just Be!&#8221; And that&#8217;s when we become Whole again, the full-on Workers of Light, however you might frame it, that we were meant to be. Now our focus can be on &#8220;What can we do for each other, and for the Planet as a whole?&#8221; And that is when we are called upon, from within, to assume our Unique and Readily earned Identities, as Stalwart Members of The Army of Light!</p><h4><strong>From Doing to Being - Shifting Gears</strong></h4><p>Here&#8217;s an analogy that I like that might help put the above into view. When you are out driving your car and want to access a Highway, you engage the onramp, accelerate to the required speed and then level off as you blend in with existing traffic. That process of speeding up, revving the engine to do so, and then shifting back into a lower revs Coasting Mode are what happens to you when you engage Self-Reflection. That shift, is a Choice you make, leading you to Self-Growth, and then Self-Acceptance and Self-Love. We Make this Choice, because &#8220;Doing,&#8221; to please others, was driving us crazy, where &#8220;Being-ness&#8221; is now where we want to be. I have made this choice in my life, of moving from Doing to Being-ness, and it wasn&#8217;t easy. That journey led me to becoming a Psychologist and Psychotherapist. In my formal practice years, I helped others make this choice for themselves, after helping them work through all the issues they needed to clear up. Many folks I&#8217;d worked with, and again, myself included, had gone through multiple experiences of emotional Burnout. This process of Self-Acceptance and Self-Love was the best way out. And that&#8217;s why this paper is titled: &#8220;Nothing Left to Prove.&#8221; Because that is when &#8220;We/You Are Truly Finally Free to Just Be!&#8221;</p><p>Are you ready to make that choice for You? Then begin the process. Access whatever tools you need to engage in Self-Reflection to start with. You can check out my book at Amazon titled &#8220;Breaking the Spell of Religion &amp; Healing the Trauma.&#8221; It contains a roadmap that I followed and later taught, including the very inexpensive tool of Journaling which you can begin doing immediately. All the other steps that you will need will come along for you as you are ready for them. Your own Internal Guidance System will help you get there because you&#8217;ve engaged that final remedy for yourself, you&#8217;ve made the call. Inside all of us is that next shift waiting for us to choose. So, say it! &#8220;I&#8217;ve Got Nothing Left to Prove - So Let&#8217;s Go!&#8221;</p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>