Awakenings- The Best Worst Day of Your Life

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

The land under my feet is alive!

Battle cries from ancient warriors radiated from under the earth. The stench of death wafted in the breeze and the sensation of warm blood trickling between my toes both startled and terrified me.

I was standing on a piece of land owned by a church, but I was feeling and sensing something very different.

What are you trying to tell me? I reached out to my Higher Guidance System for answers.

My head could not wrap myself around this truth. I certainly did not believe that the dead could cry out from beneath the ground, despite childhood memories of that very thing, intentionally blocked from years of traditional Christian upbringing.

But something had changed.

At this moment in time, I heard the dead calling out for resolution. I tasted their blood on my tongue. I felt the stench of their sweat brush up against my arm. The land was alive with an ancient memory. I had been ch