Miracles--the Spark

 By Bishop Dana Duryea

I remember before coming to this life, sitting with God and discussing what it was that I wished to learn & my purpose. I remember picking the time, the location of my birth (earth) & my parents, as I was drawn to being here & had many positive previous past-lives with my father practicing spiritual growth work together. I do remember being told that my council of guides would be present at first, but would have to go away from my consciousness for many years (22). It all looked like it would be easy ‘on paper’, but I was warned it may be very hard for many years in my life.

Before being born, I would visit my mother & father during their dreamtime and they seemed very open to whom I was to be. I remember that as they were trying to decide my name, they kept considering naming me after my grandfather, but I knew that the name I wanted/needed was Dana (which translates to ‘generous’) so I kept reminding them of this over and over. (Later my mother confirmed that they were going to name me after my grandfather, but it was only at the last minute that they changed their minds to name me Dana).

Being born was a shock; I didn’t understand why the doctor spanked me upon my birth and I didn’t understand why my parents both seemed so confused & lost (before birth I’d only talked to them during their dreamtime, so I was confused by their forgetting & their personalities while awake.) As different family and friends held me, I was surprised that they could not ‘see’ me or understand me. They kept making funny faces and silly sounds as if that was supposed to mean something to me. I was also very confused about why everybody seemed to be lying, no matter what was being said. But all in all, I was happy because I still had my guides & God.

From being born to five years old, my memories have been more fuzzy, but I do remember talking about my past lives, impermanence & death to my terrified mother who didn’t have a clue about how to handle a spiritually conscious child who only wanted to talk from a place of truth. So whenever I was asking her a spiritually based question, she could not understand me and would turn away or being confused about my question, give me a completely inane answer. Overall, I remember being fine, knowing that I at least had my spirit connection to my guides.

However, after my first day of kindergarten I realized staying in this conscious state would not be viable; I knew that someone might ‘accidentally’ knock me down the stairs at home or at school, as a way to not have to deal with who I was. So, when I got home that day, I sat down in my bed, put my hands over my eyes, rocked & kept repeating, “I forget. I forget. I forget” over & over. This went on for about 20 minutes, until I looked up and could no longer see my guides or any auras. And it was from that moment on I began living my life like any regular person and forgot anything specific about my life before that moment.

At 27 years old, several miraculous events happened within an 8-month period that changed the course of my life for good. The honeybees I was studying for my MS degree in college started responding to my thoughts during the experiment, which showed up in the data and completely freaked out my major professor and Committee. Following this, when laying hands on my grandmother (who was considered brain-dead & on life support in the hospital after a fall down some stairs), Holy Spirit came through me and she awoke and lived for 10 more years. And six months later, laying hands on my father (who was in a coma in the hospital after being in a head-on car accident that I had dreamt of 6 months before it happened), Holy Spirit came through again and he passed over in that moment, both events freaking out most my family members, such that 99% have not spoken to me since. With these events my guides came back full force & they made me reexamine all my previous beliefs about God, purpose & life.

I have spent 37 years since trying to understand the return of my spiritual consciousness, the return of my guides, and the reappearance of these gifts/graces, and I have learned a lot, but what was missing even until a month ago was my experience of myself directly, between 1-4 yo. I’ve had memories, but I couldn’t remember the feeling of God I had all the time then. Around Christmas my team of guides suggested, “Watch the Pixar movie Soul to remember your ‘spark’. And pay attention to the winged seed.”

So a month ago I sat down to watch this very amusing movie about life & our purpose. I mostly found it funny & interesting. However, there is a scene where the main character “Joe” is trying to understand what the spark is of a second character, “22”, who just can’t seem to find any purpose on planet Earth. 22 had a few days of living on the planet where Joe witnessed her experiencing joy and while he believed previously that your spark has to be something you DO, he experiences an epiphany – a person’s spark could just be Being. At the moment of that scene, I spontaneously burst into tears, somewhat confused by the depth of the emotion, but hearing my guides say, “Stop the movie and follow us in this visualization…”

Excerpt from "Soul", copyright Disney-Pixar films. 

Next thing I knew, I remembered feeling myself at three years old. Everything was beautiful, everything was connected and everything was God – I was filled with so much joy and I was just sitting outside on the grass. Then came the individual memories of how I felt God: watching the leaves of a tree sparkle and shake in light of the sun, the sound of running water & the color/smell of the ocean, the pure love my pet dog held for me, the beauty of a maple leaf seed helicoptering down to the grass, the vast depth Joy that God is - in just Being. My heart became enormous, like the size of outer space and I knew THE SECRET. As I continued to cry, releasing the blocked energy I had put there so long ago, I realized that I was experiencing the miracle of: I AM BACK & GOD IS IN ME AND EVERYTHING.

Dana at 3 years old

I remember now how to feel the SPARK of God in everyday life & I made a vow in that moment to never let it leave again in this lifetime. I remember now that this was always a part of the plan; to have the awareness of God, then to lose it through my choice, but to return to it now to finish out this life. My hope and prayer is that you too may finally feel permission to remember God, not how you do now as someone who was misrepresented to you by someone else (parent, family, church), but as you did when you were a baby when you still had your SPARK. I wish for you this miracle.