Cassidy’s Why

During my early childhood years, born as an epileptic, I had many challenges battling with seizures. All I can ever recall in childhood was spending day-after-day lying in the hospital bed whenever a terrible seizure incident happened. To be honest, I could say I’ve been in the hospital roughly the same amount of times as my grandfather who had stroke issues. Eventually it got so bad that I was forced into having brain surgery on my left temporal lobe caused by a seizure that lasted literally hours without end. At this time, I was in grade 2 at the age of 8. After these events, I was left with even more challenges on top of the seizures. I was officially moved into the sector as a person with disability because I struggle with learning challenges and an expressive language disorder with processing the words spoken through my mouth, as well as reading comprehension. I could process visuals, but processing words/speech was very difficult for me. My whole childhood was about my own survival. I didn’t know when the next seizure would hit me or how close I was to possibly dying. If I didn’t get enough sleep, I had a seizure. If I was too tired, seizure. Too stressed, seizure. If I was traumatized for whatever reason, I had to suppress those feelings and trick my brain into thinking that I was fine with the chaos I was dealing with, just so I wouldn’t have a seizure. Because of this, I was forced to completely rewire my brain into how I approach things in my learning, my mental health, my relationships, and how I see life. Because of it, I’ve made decisions for myself very cautiously ever since.

School was foggy. I hated waking up in the morning because I was horrified of what would happen to me going to school. The world around me threw me under a hierarchy of status. The higher you were in the pyramid, the better you were. Being labelled as a person with disability, I’ve been perceived as a person to be reliant on others to help me. I hated the limits I had from my brain injury because it made people think that I was incapable of achieving greatness. Whenever I was bullied, insulted, or ridiculed, I was at sea powerless not knowing what to do or how to respond. The worst part was that I accepted the things I was told, and used my brain injury as a reason I wasn’t worthy enough.  I couldn’t believe the things kids did in school to be accepted. People got drunk to cure sadness. People smoked to cure stress. People did drugs to cure pain. People bullied to claim power. People were doing these things as an escapism for the sake of fitting in. But fitting in was never of my interest. Growing up with unpredictable relationships, these situations have forced me to become self-reliant from a very young age.

I chose to spend most of my days sitting in my bedroom searching for myself, and where I truly belonged in the world. Being a genuine person and staying true to myself were my biggest priorities. Everything else besides my own personal development was a distraction. To me, Self Knowledge was a religion. I just wanted to know myself at the deepest level.
Although I never knew how to stand up for myself since I didn’t know what to say, I always understood the concept of reflecting and learning from a situation through my pen on paper. Writing was my sacred journey back to myself. Something I’ve always been very good at, but never understood why. Every time I write, something new flows through me. Eventually, the words that flowed through my pen became a direct channel of unity consciousness and higher wisdom. I’ve been able to retrieve knowledge from past lifetimes and other dimensions that were still contained deep within my memories. I could download transmissions of unity consciousness from higher beings, and use these transmissions to unify humanity. This became my default way of communicating to people. I’ve discovered that my brain injury, has allowed me to tune into other aspects of my brain that no one else could. And therefore, I’ve been able to present my message in a way that brings equal understanding to all.

These events define me for who I have become as a human being. The negative life experiences have been challenging to overcome. I continue to work diligently on myself everyday, knowing I’ll be doing so for the rest of my life.

It brings me a huge feeling of satisfaction to see people be united with themselves after they free the negative conditioning of hierarchy from their worth. When I see people take the easy-way-out of their challenges without doing the inner work and call themselves evolved, this route of laziness is one of my biggest pet-peeves, as this approach says a lot about how phony some people can be. After all, true transformation comes the moment we look within ourselves. As those who inspire me the most, are the ones who use their hardships to help others.

This is why I do what I do. I want to assist others to achieve oneness with themselves, no matter the challenges they face. I’ve been able to take many of my negative life experiences, and transform it into something meaningful with purpose. That keeps me ambitious everyday to help others find their voice so they can play a role in unifying the world. And overall, express themselves from their heart and soul unapologetically.