Misrepresenting the first spatial wound in history

At a local festival today, I found myself in the middle of a deep and meaningful conversation with a stranger by accident. While talking about the exact age of a billion year old crystal, she piped up how these small, voiceless rocks made from a combination of minerals, gasses and pressure, had witnessed some of the first wounds made to humankind. She suggested the original wound of the children of the earth was not of separation (from the highest power in the universe,) but of doubt. The experience of this sensation created havoc for mankind, leaving a deep scar that we have been healing from since. As a wound, doubt in ourselves and doubt in all encompassing love, prevented us from seeking truth to change a difficult situation, holding faith when we were blind to understanding, knowing peace during continual turmoil, and practicing grace from our regenerative heart centre space. The wound of doubt is as hardened and solidified in the very core of our being much like all those first rocks on earth, and while we still walk among the beaten tracks of that first instance of doubt, we experience it as part of our journey. Recalling this story later to a friend, they revealed a moment during a workshop where their teacher talked about the long-lasting effects of wounds that can become stuck in space. The teacher went around the room, tuning into the life lessons many of them would have to work through, not just in this lifetime, but in future lifetimes, calling out numbers that would shock most individuals. Suddenly he gasped and stopped, pointing to one person in the room, revealing they only had two lessons left. Unwilling to elaborate on the exercise in too much detail, he discussed the discrepancy between the numbers of wounds, and noted that the less someone has, the harder it is for them to move through these trails and complete their enlightenment. It is likely that these two wounds were some of the very first wounds experienced on earth that they were as foundational to holding humans to the earth as the force of gravity itself. As someone who is fascinated by spirits that are still stuck on this earth (even if by very bad reality tv ghost-hunter style shows,) it is difficult to witness a spirit stuck in an undefined moment of time, caused from a moment of doubt. Whether they were afraid to move on and continue a new journey forward, or to release their ties to their lives as they knew it and never to return again as they were before, doubt generated confusion through misunderstandings beyond their comprehension. Sadly these spirits stuck in doubt have watched the world change around them while they remain the same, reminding us of the importance in letting go and surrendering during times of major transition. Duality exists to give hope to others experiencing such foundational wounds as the first wounds of humankind. If there is doubt then there must be certainty. I myself know the wound of doubt so extremely well, that I discover a new aspect of certainty on a weekly basis. One day I may doubt my ability to communicate my life experience through a 600 word post, then experience consecutive days of projected self doubt by others, only to wake up one day, review my efforts, and recognise a sense of certainty to my gifts and ability to translate spatial feelings into relationships. Doubt may have generated a dark canvas of lost connections and fear in the unknown, suggesting that hopelessness is all there is, but certainty can crack open an expansion of a new, endless source of energy. From my perspective, tackling the wound is simple- if one has the courage to say goodbye, then the world will welcome you will a new hello.