A funny fondest memory | Andrea de Michaelis – Creating my own reality, one thought at a time

I spoke to a many-lifetimes-together soulmate friend the other day and we were talking about the good old days. He told me one of his fondest memories was of me putting him in his place when he kept hitting on me during meditation sessions. “You really got mad – that is not what this is about,” he mocked. I’d told him he would have a shakti reaction, that the breath work we were doing together would activate his kundalini and transference would happen, and not to take it personally. It would fade with time and pass soon enough, to just keep doing the work. He laughed, recalling how serious I was. Fondest memory, indeed. Brat.