Nouk’s parents
Copyright 2014 Nouk Sanchez
I did something that I didn’t think I’d ever do again. I dared to sort through a few hundred ancient photos from the past. This large box of old photos was shipped to me from my birth country Australia, a few years ago. However there was zero incentive to look through them…until recently.
The bulk of these images were from my childhood, moments captured in a time long since forgotten. There were also photos of my family from the late 1800’s and early 1900’s. Looking through them, I recalled the story of why I had spent my earliest childhood years being raised by my French grandparents.
My father had contracted tuberculosis after serving in the Australian army during WWII. So when I was born, he was quarantined in an army hospital for two and a half years. My mother worked to make ends meet hence my being given to my grandparents for those first formative years.
As the story goes, apart from the very early years with my grandparents, I had a pretty unhappy and dysfunctional childhood. There was nothing in that childhood I wanted to keep. And I was especially reluctant to save childhood moments captured in time by unsuspecting cameras. The last thing I wanted to do was look through a pile of nostalgic images.
Nouk’s great-grandparents 1800’s
My journey back in time via these old images was quite an experience. But it was not at all what I expected.
I must have journeyed in and through these photos for some four or five hours. However I made sure that I didn’t view them alone. And because of “Who” I chose to view them with, a miracle occurred. It seemed I traveled back in time accompanied by the whole ancestral tribe. Yet we were not alone. This time, we journeyed with a Divine Escort. This time, we took Spirit with us to look upon it all, every scrap of fear, of shame, of blame, of guilt, of anger, of grief and of loss.
We came across ancient love-letters exchanged between great-grandparents, messages aching with emptiness; romantic hopes echoed as substitutes for real Self Love and peace. There were stories of illness, war, loss and death. And there were notes and photos of real faith and endurance.
It wasn’t Nouk looking over the seeming past, it was Spirit’s Grace that scanned each image or letter and reprogrammed them. What was not real was undone to reveal an eternal shimmer of Light. I can’t really explain what happened. But what I can say is this. As I placed the very last photo back into its sleeve…I was stunned by the peace and gratitude that flowed in and through me. What had happened? Why was I completely free of all emotional, sentimental feelings or memories? What happened to the past that was associated with those childhood photos? Where did that past go considering I am still here, but minus any connection to that past?
Nouk
Suddenly, a clear knowing arose from within: “I am still here… but without a past!” Then I recognized ever more deeply that I am not a product of my past. In fact I feel brand new, reborn in every “now” moment. And then I heard and felt these words: “From the seeming past, only the Love has been saved for you. All else is unreal. The past does not exist except for the Love that has never left you.”
Perhaps the most beautiful realization of all, was the moment I recognized that I was not alone in experiencing the effects of this miracle. I knew with every fiber of my being that all my relatives, those present and passed, were amongst the masses who were healed in this very precious Holy Instant.
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Thank you so much Nouk.
So glad it was helpful Harper 🙂
Thank You, Nouk. ♡♡♡♡♡
You’re welcome Wynd! 😉 <3
Thankyou I have actually deposed much of my ” past” and family photos included
and what is left I avoided but you have reminded me of looking through with our true self and how it is healing for all.
It is our duty to look with gods will.
X
A beautiful looking woman wit a happy laughing men!
with a text that sounds sad.
I read the text and old memories popped up.
I realize I am often in the story!
Thank you for sharing
Nouk, that is so very helpful to me at this time as I am also going through old pictures, feelings, etc. Your story is like a healing salve. Hugs to you/Spirit.
Donna, we’re healing the past. What a miracle indeed 😉 Hugs and Love, Nouk
Releasing the pain of the ‘past’! So healing. Tx Nouk. Love, Merrin
This my dear Nouk is of greatest help. As there was a fear to look at the past. Surprisingly yesterday I remembered with love my grand-mother JULIE as I saw the name in face book, and a deep long cam up to unite with all my brothers also parents and to be one in GOD with them altogether. So the fear is gone to see old pictures also of myself. Thank you!
Heide, thank you for joining me (all of us!) in this miracle of healing 🙂
Thank you, dear Nouk. I am totally joining in your experience. What a beautiful feeling it is to experience that in the release of your past my memories are released as well. Love you. 🙂
Thank you for joining with me (us) in this miracle Maria 🙂
Thanks Nouk. I am in the process of moving my mom to assisted living and cleaning out my childhood home. All I can say is that the process I imagined might be stressful has turned into this deep cleaning out of my psyche as well as the house ( vessel). As I literally throw things away I feel such a sense of release and peace. Funny thing is that I am also now looking at my present space and having the same feeling of unattachment to things I have thought of as dear. The desire to ” exhume” pervades all things and it feels so freeing. Xo
Mary Beth…so we’re really exhuming on behalf of the whole Sonship! That’s what it feels like. And I’m so joy-filled to be doing this now. Thank you for joining in this miraculous healing. 😉
Marvelous Story! Wonderful shared healing, Nouk. It reminded me of the sometimes painful ‘looking’ I did with a gifted Life Coach for 19 sessions beginning this past February. Uncovered much of my ‘damaged’ childhood and the unconscious debris that was waiting there to block my Awareness of Love’s Presence. I am still processing. One thing that I do recognize is that my trust in Jesus has skyrocketed. Speaking ever more clearly via my Beloved Spouse, we now kid around often. He recently told me that he likes my hair! That was surprising, and we chuckled together. Loving comparing miracles with all who are ready for them. God bless! P.s. you were a darling youngster!
Beautiful Triskana! I am overjoyed for you and for this healing…and love it that Jesus is kidding around with you too. He really does have a wicked sense of humor!
Warm hugs 🙂
I love the way Spirit shows the way of Love with or without photos, with or without journaling, with or without memories. Holy Spirit can use anything as a miracle of healing. God Bless you, Nouk, for your dedication to sharing so many miracles with us! You are such a beautiful soul!
Thank you Jill! We are awakening via these miracles 🙂
Thank you for this healing moment…<3
Joining with you in Joy 🙂
Perfect, Nouk. Another myth busted. So many once seemingly bound in the illusion of time now freed from a false belief, including yourself. What a treasure. That old set of luggage thrown out the door. It’s purpose served well.
Peace and Love, Sister.
I dont no wath to say… only I love you and I thank you.
that was wonderful read. thanks for sharing that experience.
So glad you enjoyed it Sandy! 🙂
Noukie… what a Sweet Image!! AND may I be the First to Say Amen to the past! I love how you put it….. “I am NOT a product of my past”… Bye Bye Illusion…. lolo wicked sense of humor…. ABSOLUTELY! XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
THANK YOU NOUK AND TRISKANA FOR SHARING THE PERSONAL HUMOR OF OUR ELDER BROTHER, JESHUA! IT WAS A WONDERFUL TUES A.M. GIFT BECAUSE ‘HE’ HAS UNEXPECTEDLY POPPED UP WITH BITS OF HUMOR FOR ME TOO AND I THANKED HIM FOR ‘BEING’ SO CLOSE WITH ME—YET I WAS A LITTLE DOUBTFUL IF IT WAS REALLY HIM THINKING AS A 1ST REPLY, IT COULD BE THE EGO?!?!?. I SENSED IT WAS JESUS, AND HAVE NO IDEA HOW I KNEW IT WAS JESUS BUT MY MAIN FEELING WAS ‘HAPPY’ AND ‘NATURAL’— AND THESE ADJECTIVES HAD NOT COME TO ME UNTIL NOW AND SO IN RETROSPECT I’M REALLY HAPPY AND ACTUALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO HIS ‘COMPANIONSHIP :)………..WITH GRATITUDE TO YOU BOTH 🙂 sally
Sally, there was you cue: “happy and natural.” Jesus is HERE all the time. It’s just our own (ego) self-doubt that obscures his direct communication with us. Trust me…he is available to you in every instant. You might give him the pen, so to speak. Allow him to write to you, telling you just how he sees you, appreciates you, cherishes you and why he TRUST’S you implicitly. Let him tell you about your spotless innocence, and as a result, your complete INVULNERABLITY in His Love. Just don’t allow the ego to censor this writing as it pours forth. This will be the Truth as you have never heard it before.
In His Love and Joy,
Nouk 🙂