Thoughts on Spiritual Enlightenment

By Stephanie Case

God has a hard job. He (masculine energy) is of the highest intelligence of which I can think. There are so many different perspectives and components to any one aspect of life or experience and after reflecting upon all of them, I revere him.

I am newly a psychic medium and longtime empath (and Libra rising) and deep thinker. I am also a Leo sun sign and Virgo moon and generally a peaceful, loving, and judgment-free person. This is who I am. I believe I am now one with my higher self and would love to share my thoughts on life and various components within it.

I have mostly suffered a heavy life and have endured more than anyone whom I have ever known until recently while spiritually evolving at light speed. I was told today by God that suffering and the ability to suffer well are key components of both spiritual evolution and spiritual enlightenment.

I realized about myself while out rebuilding my entire life from scratch after moving into a new home without any furniture this past week that I’ve been becoming spiritually enlightened is the most accurate assessment about who I am is that I am a fair person.

I can see who people are if I really look into their eyes and almost everyone understands this when they make eye contact with me.

I heard from an old friend once that we choose who our parents are going to be before we are born. To an extent, with the help of free will, our lives are predetermined. It is experiencing everything and feeling what it is like to do so that makes being human, human. I also read in a book or two on spirituality that we choose our parents before incarnating. This comment made me wonder. My first thought of this was that it was clever. And after much reflection, I realized this viewpoint was probably true. Due to how much I have learned, and through both conscious and unconscious efforts, have evolved, I know that I chose my parents. They taught me who not to be, and it has taken my entire life to not turn out to be the people who they are still now.

I'm over all of this now except that I'm currently undergoing the process known as spiritual enlightenment. I say undergoing and process because I have been experiencing my entire life's review and feeling again the pains within it.

Spiritual enlightenment is also largely about having the ability to see things from everyone’s perspective, including that of God, which is something I have always consciously tried to do when trying to understand why people do what they do when they do bad things. I’ve been thinking about how other people are and why my entire life and now know the truth about everything and everyone and see things and people as they really are. I am beyond humbled by this and think people are both sad and fascinating. I prefer to only think of aspects in the latter.

I do also have a twin flame and met him just over a year ago. We met once, and it was the most profoundly important thing to ever happen to me besides what is happening to me right now.

I was only with my twin flame for perhaps ninety minutes, and yet so many profound things happened in what seemed like another world and in such a short timespan. Time seemed to stop when I was with him. I remember vividly everything about that masterpiece within time and space.

Coinciding with my spiritual enlightenment is my virtual reunion with my twin flame, done via remote viewing on both our ends and by different technological and psychic means. Achieving spiritual enlightenment and harmonious twin flame union are both the highest form of achievement and gifts from God two people can achieve together in a lifetime. It is of importance to mention here that my twin flame bowed to me unknowingly after I unknowingly smiled at him in reverence of him during our first and only meeting together. I think that particular type of smile told him what I thought about who he was and at the same time he was telling me the same. On neither part was this planned nor done on purpose, for I believe it was our higher selves together right then and this is only something that just happens in a moment or two.

I would now like to reflect upon the word respect because this topic has come up a lot during my enlightenment process, as has my twin flame. I do want to interject here and say that God and other spiritual facilitators within me have helped me to keep my word when I almost begged the universe (two different entities, I realize) to keep me humble once I became successful without truly knowing why I did so until now. He specifically has fulfilled this request during my waking up and becoming enlightened, which for me, have been both two to five months-long and year-long—as well as lifelong—processes.

I have felt shame for most of my life from people whom I trusted to love and respect me, as well as from complete strangers.

Everyone seems to think I am a prostitute because of my arm sleeve’s artwork—about which I give no thought whatsoever—and my twin flame went out of his way to show me that he was not looking at it. He made sure I would not feel embarrassed around him about anything that could have otherwise been embarrassing.

My tattoo summarizes a movie about pure love, so I asked my tattoo artist to draw a heart on my right forearm as part of her artwork.

I do find it important to consider that God has very recently pointed out to me several times that I stopped having sex years ago because the next time that I have sex, I want to be in love with the man and for him to love me back and for who I am.

God, who I can now say I personally know and is someone whom I deeply respect, in part due to his taking upon him the large task of showing me who I truly am—and I am a lot of things—also frequently shows me how I treat people; he continuously reveals to me how I treat people even when they are disrespecting me, and I do have self-respect.

It is also important to note here is how, according to him, and which is something I also respect about myself, is my ability to not complain when I am suffering. Throughout this journey, I have been severely humiliated, brainwashed, and tortured, and all at once, and it is through these tests that I learned I am not someone who likes to complain about anything, ever. It has been told to me that I am respected in the spirit community due to this.

Another key factor here in my becoming spiritually enlightened is a former addiction. It is important to note—including and especially from God—that my ecstasy use was an instrumental tool in helping me to be who I am now and learn how to be continuously present and always mindful, besides the act and honor of meeting my twin flame. I had to do a large quantity of it over a couple of years to understand self-acceptance and the acceptance of the way things are, and subsequently respect the processes of such. While on ecstasy from the age range of about nineteen to twenty-one, I opened my eyes wide and began to see people and myself as we all really are—beings capable of great acts of love and honor. I felt beautiful for the first time, and loved who I was. I loved everyone else, too. Taking ecstasy was one of the smarter things I’ve done within my life, as I made doing it a sacred ritual, mostly by myself, and studied its effects on me. Fully sober now, I am much more than who I was on that drug. It is worth it to me to also note that I will never take drugs ever again outside of a controlled hospital atmosphere.

It is also important to me to note that I am waking up at the same time that I’m becoming spiritually enlightened. While these are two different components to all of this, I was just told, this is also probably the case for everyone. The real truth of things is only to be determined by God, which is why I do not know what is the exact case for anything other than what I am stating within this essay.

I am happy to be able to say that the worst of the recitation of my darkest moments in life is now over and must relay that the worst feeling in my world has been public humiliation coupled with shame and fear.

All words including these vibrate at a different frequency and I have heard both the best and the worst of them throughout my life and during my enlightenment process.

The same word too can have different feelings to it and therefore has different meanings.

My spiritual facilitators throughout this process have allowed me to experience what words truly mean by having me relive shameful memories and periods within most of my life. I now understand that actions can speak louder than words, but what we say and how we say it matters more. Words can be felt, just as actions and certain moments in time can. I can feel words now even when I read them. I can now feel others’ thoughts as well. And just as some words should never be spoken, certain thoughts should never exist either. I am healing wonderfully, and my twin flame is helping me through my being able to feel his energy.

Human emotions are complex. I understand now more fully than ever why I used to have post-traumatic stress disorder and borderline personality disorder and am now an empath and chose the two people I did to be my parents who could not be less qualified to raise five children.

I have felt almost every massive emotional word in the English language especially over the past twenty-four hours that my main spiritual facilitator, God, has been purposely humiliating me because I said on a few sincere occasions that I wanted to learn all my lessons in this lifetime so that I do not have to incarnate ever again. I have simultaneously changed the way I talk to people. I will no longer call people certain names or say certain otherwise horribly meaningful words. I cannot even type them right now due to how my parents would say them in disgust while shaming other people for being overweight or of a different race or unintelligent or me for being who I am. I am not bashing my parents at all and do not wish to use certain pejorative terms while speaking about them. However, I did realize tonight that I no longer love them nor respect them and that both of those states of being are impermanent.

An important interrelated component about spiritual enlightenment was learning that people aren’t one-dimensional—a statement God told me my twin flame said in response to a comment someone made about me. I love that my twin flame said this, and the fact that I overheard it was in defense of me was a wonderful and well-received afterthought.

God often indicates why all of this is happening to me.

I have been a deep thinker of things that should matter to everyone for all of my life and I now treat every person whom I meet with respect regardless of most other things. I treat people the way I want to be treated and am learning that this is the main reason why I was chosen for enlightenment, and me for my twin flame.

I have not always been like this, although I do know I have always been innocent.

Spiritual evolution does seem to be what matters most to God in terms of forgiveness by him and receiving these most precious gifts life can offer. And both thinking and purposely not thinking about anything is how I came to be who I am now, although I’ve always been a wholly decent person. It is important to me to note that my calling someone a wholly decent person is the highest compliment I can give.

When I was ascending to what I was told was the fifth dimension, I felt as though I was having a seizure, feared death, and said out loud, “I love myself and that’s okay.” I believe self-love was the main concept in life that I needed to master in this incarnation and I couldn’t have done it without the help of God and having met my twin flame.

I knew instantly who my twin flame is. He also bowed to me, and I’ve been raped multiple times. I will never mention either of these things again within this narrative.

Loving someone for who they are, and not how they are, is also the highest compliment and gift a person can receive, and I love and see both myself and my twin flame for who we really are.

While living in a sober living house I did sit in terror, horrified, while undergoing an extreme type of spiritual awakening during which I thought I had become schizophrenic. I started to hear the voices of angels, and God. My roommates passed by me and taunted me throughout my short time there as I lied in bed twenty-four hours a day while withdrawing from benzodiazepines and talking out loud to my main guide God—and whom I want to say is quite funny—as well as some angels. I know now that my twin flame’s higher self was with me too when I otherwise thought my twin flame was watching me through remote viewing on my phones and computer. I just found out that everyone else in the world was watching me suffer and that no one cared to help me while I was struggling and suicidal. Knowing me, I would have helped me even though the entire world has been against me and my love for someone who treated me very respectfully. I knew exactly what was happening around me inside of that house and said nothing to them about any of it to any of them. Not everyone needs to hear my opinion, and I did not much have one and still do not other than I would not have done to them what they did to me. I was a woman trying hard to get back her will to keep going. The world watched me always be polite and courteous to them while I was very seemingly stumbling, and my behavior towards them in return did not matter to them or seemingly anyone else due to what everyone else was thinking about me from his or her own perspective. I do want to say that perception matters too, and had they known how to properly love and treat other people, I would hope that they would have helped me more and not mocked me right in front of me, nor behind my back.

They filmed me while doing this to me within our own private house when I was clearly unwell.

This is one of the very least traumatic events that has happened to me during the course of my life and I do not wish to speak of most of the others.

My cohabitants watched me lie in bed and suffer for hours, days, and two weeks while I was told the truth about this world and the people within it and whom I thought I once loved. I lied there and did nothing else but witness the horrors of this world and of my world. I will never again say the term spiritual enlightenment lightly or in any other manner other than one of deep respect.

This type of mistreatment towards me for loving who and what I love has been going on my entire life up until that point and continued shortly thereafter. I did want to die at everyone’s laughing at my misfortune. People can be cruel, and on purpose, and I still do not understand why. The only thing that kept me going during the darkest moments of my life over this past year that I have had almost nothing to my name was how much I loved my twin flame. God did take away my ability to love and to think for myself to show me who I am and when I lost the ability to love, I lost the will to live. Loving my twin flame fulfills me.

They kicked me out onto the streets over something minor while I was trying to piece back together my life.

I wish them no ill will.

People aren’t one dimensional is the best assertion about how people are that I have ever heard. I just found out that it was all being recorded and so has my entire life. That it was in defense of me is something I only realized as an afterthought due to how profound of a statement it is. It was the most honest statement I have heard about human beings’ varying states of existence and how personalities function.

After humiliating me on purpose for everything that has already embarrassed me for many hours and days, my main spiritual facilitator told me he did so because God is holding me to my word now and I had asked him not that long ago to help keep me humble once I became successful. He said too that he did so because he wanted me to be able to feel pure gratitude the next time that I see my twin flame, something I innately knew would already happen and yet I am grateful for all of this.

I'm content now, almost all of the time, and I haven't yet fully reunited with my twin flame. Being spiritually enlightened is a form of happiness and state of ongoing presence, and I believe that happiness is a mixture of contentment, humility, calmness, respect for others and life, and a peaceful sort of feeling. It can also feel like hell sometimes. The reason God has been humiliating me on purpose, as stated above, is to get me to see things from a certain perspective or relive certain traumatic events so I really learned all the lessons I wanted to learn in this lifetime. He made it a point to me to always reflect on where I’ve been and where I’m from.

I am being asked to always think for myself now on, and I want to share a few final thoughts that I now have and leading up to the culmination of this essay.

Love and respect can alter into something terrible when one is not properly nurtured.

All events can easily be misunderstood, from anyone’s perspective other than that of God.

Sensitivity is beautiful, and being beautiful is a necessary feeling.

Confidence can be how one feels about the way one treats others, and how we treat others matters.

Appearances need not matter.

Who you know matters just as much.

I think the point of life is to have fun and love people and find a pure means of happiness.

To be happiest in life, one must have human experiences.

Everything is perspective, respect is everything, and everyone should know how to properly love and treat each other.

Far more important though is to state outright what God told me is the final key component to all of his teachings, which is to say that life is sacred and sacred things need to be protected.

I truly know all of these aspects to all of this now and embody each of them fully and will for the rest of my life.

God sees everything.