Conjunctio The Soul's Journey...and lessons learned along the way

By Jean Adrienne

Jean Adrienne has woven a fast-read, intimate story about self-discovery, self-love, and relationships in her new book, Conjunctio: The Soul's Journey. You will love this ride as you recall your own hopes and dreams about finding your Soul Mate and identify the belief systems that may be in the way of creating y

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jean Adrienne
• Release date: Oct 1, 2020
• ISBN: 9781087913988

Book preview

Scales

I remember when I lived in the sea.

Neptune was my father.

I was free.

All too soon, the lure of the land called to me.

It was the song of the Unknown.

I chose to leave my beautiful water home for imagined riches waiting above.

I gave away my scales, my gills, my tail for a form that would suit me better.

Many are the tears I’ve shed because of the choice I made.

I found a different world, not a better one.

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Foreword

Sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction. This story is true. It reads like fiction, for sure. In fact, much of it will seem too preposterous to be true, but it happened. Or DID it?

From this adventure, many lessons were learned. The time is now for the divine feminine to return to her place of honor on our planet and in the Universe. For over five thousand years, she’s been pushed to the background to allow the divine masculine to find his personal power. It’s all part of a plan, and now when the feminine heals her wounds and claims her power, she is able to support the masculine in doing his own inner work to heal and atone for his part in wounding her over the last age. At that point, they are finally able to magnetize each other to themselves, inside themselves. When this happens, high alchemy occurs, leading to conjunctio—the divine marriage. Conjunctio has always been used in alchemy as the symbol of culmination, and it means to unite or bind the cosmic pair of opposites.

It is my desire that you glean gems to assist in your own ascension path to unite your male/female, light and shadow and heal the wounds that would hold away the alchemical miracle.

I am a conscious channel and the developer of InnerSpeak™, a karmic clearing process. InnerSpeak™ is a healing modality that removes the blocks that keep a person from achieving their full potential in any area of life.

When I was 51 years old, I had an enlightenment experience that forever changed my life and thrust me into a new reality—one I would never have expected or conceived. Everything changed. My marriage disintegrated. My career changed. And I embarked on a new and strangely different path traveling the globe. It took several years for me to integrate all this and even to begin to understand what had happened. In retrospect, however, it was all according to some higher plan. On every step of this journey I have been guided, protected even, and always, in all ways, exactly where I was supposed to be at the right and perfect time.

When all this happened, I was playing really small. I had no concept of my place in the big picture; no idea that I was a prophet, a wisdom keeper and had a calling. My self-view was that of a successful career woman and mom who was on a constant quest to find truth. As this awakening unfolded—and it’s been unfolding for twenty years now—I have only begun to realize deeper concepts that my mind couldn’t handle back then. About the time I think I have figured it out, I see something that shows me it’s far greater than I thought. Every day I am becoming more comfortable with the oneness of all that is and my role in healing the old wounds and scars that humanity has carried since the beginning of time. My focus has been healing the wounds of the divine feminine; however, now I realize that She must be healed in order to model that for the divine masculine to heal so that together we can find our way home.

Much of what I have done and learned happened without my conscious involvement. I’ve simply allowed a deep inner calling to guide me to where I needed to be at the moment. Many times, I ended up in strange places for no apparent reason, other than to perhaps anchor energy there. For sure, I had no grasp that I was powerful enough to anchor energy for any reason. But I have done what I have done, and it’s all been ok.

My big search, perhaps since I was a teenager, has been to find and connect with my Beloved Partner, my twin flame, if you will. Because I was attached to how this should look, I kept attracting partners who showed me the deep wounding in the feminine that was waiting to be noticed and healed. It took four failed marriages and a ton of unrequited love relationships to truly set me on my path to figure this out. What I didn’t realize was that each of these relationships were catalysts that moved me into a new space and consciousness. While I deemed them all to be failures, they were exactly as they were supposed to be—perfect.

My first relationship, high school boyfriend, was the catalyst to move me out of a dysfunctional family and into college and higher education. Even though I just knew we were going to get married, it was never meant to be. My mom had better sense than I. I was 15. I didn’t know love from squat. She said we could get married, but only if I had my college diploma. So, I finished high school at 16 and started college, graduating when I was 18. My sweet boyfriend did what he was supposed to, and he ended up marrying my best friend from high school and raising a family. I hurt him deeply when I walked away from our relationship, and I am sorry for that.

My first husband’s task was to assist me to bring in my two children, soul contracts for sure. But we were never supposed to stay together either and, once again, he was deeply hurt when I left. A pattern was forming.

Next came my English husband, a great guy needing a green card to stay in the US. We were in love (as much as any two people could be who didn’t even understand what love was). His contribution was to push me to get a passport, then to get me to venture outside the US. He helped me remember how to have fun. Together we learned to water ski and snow ski. We partied hard. But he was immature, and it was like raising three children instead of the two who were my biological ones. It became too hard for both of us, and he left, taking the toys with him.

Then came husband three—psychologically challenged—who taught me about self-preservation and what happens when one gets attached to an outcome for another. This marriage was messy and didn’t even last a year. Toward the end, I started to get the clue that something needed to shift, I just didn’t know what. Another gift from him was my introduction into self-help and spirituality. I got his copy of A Course In Miracles in the divorce settlement.

Husband number four helped me to amass enough financial wherewithal to allow me to do my work free from worry about money. At this time, I figured out something major: it isn’t necessary to get married to justify having sex! My fundamentalist background laid that limiting belief on my path, so I stopped getting married after number four and began to just enjoy relationships for what they were.

Perhaps the next guy taught me the biggest lesson of all—and cost me the most financially. You will read about him later.

After that fiasco, I figured out the common thread in all of them. Two threads actually: ME, and that each of them showed me a different aspect of the wounded feminine I needed to heal. I am still working on that. It is my calling, and all my relationships have simply been a metaphor for that.

This book has three parts. Part One happened to me. You could say that this book picks up where my first book, Soul Adventures, left off. Part Two is a romance—the story of calling in my beloved partner. Part Three contains practical exercises you can use to clear your obstacles and find love—either self-love or the attraction of a life partner.

So, as you read this story, and it is a love story, perhaps you will find yourself and your own Beloved along the way.

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Part One

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Chapter One

Three seemingly unrelated incidents were moving toward each other at light speed. The first involved a group of four friends that formed a company, Mystical Soul Journeys, to promote spiritual events and each other’s work. I was one of the group members, and after many meetings and much discussion, we decided that our first joint offering needed to be a cruise-based training event.

Cruising is a very cost-effective way to vacation. Room and food are provided in one fee, and the ship has the facilities to support any seminars we might want to host. The passengers in the group are a captive audience, and this is a great way to have a workshop. We set out to find a travel agent and an itinerary. For some reason, I was obsessed with the Mayan Riviera. Perhaps it was because I had just read The Keys of Enoch by J. J. Hurtak. Maybe it was because I had visited Tulum about ten years before and remembered how incredible it was. I was fairly pushy about wanting the cruise to go to Mexico, and I got my way. We planted the seeds for the first Mystical Soul Cruise and invited other psychics, teachers, channels and healers to join with us for two days of seminars during the time at sea and a ceremony at the ruins of Tulum. I knew in my heart that this would be an adventure, but I had no idea that it would be the beginning of a series of lessons that would totally change my life.

Several months before the cruise, I had the strangest dream. It was the first lucid dream I’d ever had. It took place on earth, when earth was not like it is now.

I lived in a land far, far away from here. It was a place that had two suns. It was so beautiful, and life then was completely different. Not better, just different. Earth was a place that I visited regularly, as if I had a timeshare here. I came with my mate. We were different from those that populated Earth. We were quite tall, about fifteen feet in height. We were a handsome couple. We loved those that lived here very much. We loved each other very much. These humans were our charges, and they loved us dearly as well. Our job was to protect them, teach them and help them to grow and remember who they really were, where they came from and why they chose this planet as their home.

My mate and I had achieved much in order to be so honored as to have responsibility for this paradise. We had experienced many incarnations on many other planets in many other universes. This planet Earth was young then. It was a lush tropical jungle where every fruit imaginable grew. Palatial homes of precious stones and gold were ours when we visited. They had lovely reflecting pools in the atrium area, surrounded by columns of marble and alabaster.

We traveled from our home on Sirius in a special spacecraft. Many times, we brought others along with us to visit and observe. My sister, for one, was particularly fond of coming to Earth. We shared our tools and knowledge with those who called earth home.

Every time we arrived, our special friend would meet us. He would make sure that our home was provisioned for our visit and that all our needs were taken care of while we were here. He was loyal, and we both loved him like our brother. We would spend hours just catching up, and he would bring us current with all that had occurred since our last visit--births and deaths, politics, economic changes and gossip.

Over time, this caretaker fell in love with my sister, and she fell in love with him. At some point, she decided to stay on Earth to become his mate. We were happy for them and blessed their union.

Unfortunately, this garden paradise did not remain as it was forever. Because this planet was a planet of duality, the humans began to separate themselves into groups. Competition sprang up. Fear developed. Some of the humans began to experiment with ways to improve themselves and their group, to make themselves more competitive. These things were all done in secret, at times when my mate and I were not in residence, because they knew that we would not approve. The by-products of this experimentation despoiled the land and the people, and over time, the paradise began to disintegrate into squalor. This process took thousands of years. During this time, we went back and forth to our home several times. Each time we returned, things had gotten worse. We did what we could to stop the decline, but because this planet was established as an experiment in freedom of choice, we had no right to interfere.

It broke my heart when we returned on our final visit and found it so dark, so decimated. What had been lakes of crystal blue were now boiling mud pits. Where lush greenery once grew was now dry dust and cracked earth. The sky was dark, the sun hidden by smoke or clouds. Our caretaker was nowhere to be found. Eventually I located my sister. Hurry, she said. Run! Follow me! As we ran down a dark crevasse, with no idea where we were going or why, I woke up. I was drenched in a cold sweat, scared to death.

The next day, still pondering this dream, I couldn’t seem to put it out of my mind. A phone call jarred me from my daydream. Jean, you must go with me to Cancun! I have been telling everyone there about your work and they want you to come! They could really use InnerSpeak™ to help them move forward in their lives, said my friend, Vilma. She had been going back and forth to Cancun on a regular basis for the last several years, helping the people there in her own way. This phone call was the inception of the second thread.

I met Vilma when she came to me for help with a distressing problem. She had been belching uncontrollably. She’d seen medical doctors and a succession of alternative healers to no avail. One of the healers referred her to me. Her InnerSpeak™ session was particularly scary for me, because the more I worked on her the worse the belching became. I seriously considered telling her that I couldn’t help her. What I found out surprised us both. Vilma had a past life in China where she had been a member of a healing sect that used belching as a form of confirmation for their work. In that lifetime she had done something that caused her to lose faith in herself and her abilities. In fact, the exact source of her problem was feeling powerless against the will of others. Her Higher Self said that what she needed to do was to mentally create a bottle, to invite the past life being into it, cork it, and give it to God. As soon as she did this, the belching stopped and never returned.

As we concluded her session, I received a message that she would receive the keys when she returned to Cancun. Neither of us had any idea what that meant. I was also given a meditation for her to do while she was in the pyramid of Chichen Itza. It was a heart meditation, and it came with the message that she was to stay centered in her heart for her entire trip. She was to see only peace and love no matter what, and all would be well for her.

This belching problem began after she had decided to get a divorce from her husband. She took her four children away for a vacation to a hotel in Cancun and decided to purchase a timeshare there so that they could return every year. Upon returning to the US, Vilma’s oldest daughter surprised her by saying she would rather go live with her father going forward. Vilma was crushed and felt powerless under the will of the daughter, and this had triggered the belching. This was the past life’s way of returning for healing.

Vilma made her return trip to Cancun. When she arrived at the pyramid, she had all sorts of problems. A torrential downpour had caused leaking in the facilities. The electricity was off. The pyramid was closed for repairs. She was persistent, insisting that she had to be allowed in, and finally the people in charge acquiesced. Perhaps an energetic activation took place for her that day, and maybe it happened because she stood in her power. When she was finally able to enter the pyramid, Vilma was allowed to go in alone and was given the keys to unlock an area that is off limits to tourists–-the Temple of The Jaguar. Inside, she was actually able to touch the jaguar statue. While she was alone in the temple, she did the heart meditation work I had given her. I found out later that this site is considered by some to be the Heart Chakra of the Maya.

Spirit gave Vilma a new hands-on healing modality that day that has enabled her to assist others in mending broken bones, easing migraines and relieving pain. She found her calling.

Meanwhile, let’s return to the day following the dream. I told Vilma on the phone that I didn’t have the time or the money right then to take a Mexican vacation. I was already involved with the other group and in the middle of organizing the cruise to Cozumel, which would take place in May. The only way this will make sense will be if I have enough committed InnerSpeak™ clients to cover my expenses before I buy my plane ticket, I told her. Vilma assured me that this would be no problem. The problem was really on my end. My husband at the time was not really supportive of my work, and he was quite tight with money.

I developed a list of potential class and workshop offerings, meditations, activations and healing sessions and created a budget to figure out how many of these sessions I would need to hold