Soul to Mind.
Messages from
my Soul
Izabela Margańska
Poznań, Poland 2016
I dedicate this book
to my Dear Chatty Soul,
which has changed my life,ever since I began listening to its voice.
Izabela Margańska
First published in Poland in 2016
The title of the original: Przekazy duszy
Copyright © New Communication Joanna Malinowska Poland, Poznań 2016
Translated from the Polish by Anna Meysztowicz
Front cover image: Daria Pelchen dariapelhen.pl
Typeset: Adrian Szatkowski
Printed and bound in Poland: Partner Poligrafa www.druk-24.com.pl
Published by
New Communication Joanna Malinowska Poznań, Poland 2016
in cooperation with
New Space Maciej Wiszniewski Białystok, Poland 2016
przekazyduszy.pl soultomind.com
ISBN 978-83-944196-2-2
Poland, 2016
From the publisher
We are excited to present you with this extraordinary book. "Soul to Mind: Messages from my Soul" is the frst guide in Poland – and possibly the world – that teaches the art of communication with the soul, dictated by the soul itself.
The book's author fulfls the role of a translator who has the ability to understand the words of her soul. Personally she had never before been interested in spiritual development and she had not read any books on the topic. She is also not appropriately educated so as to easily understand the issues undertaken here. When writing this book, she did not know the teachings of any spiritual instructors, or even their names. She wrote quickly, as if in a trance, often not understanding what she was writing, sometimes crying.
After writing down the "Messages", she was astonished to discover that this type of knowledge is accessible to people.
The phenomenon of "Soul to Mind" is in the spontaneous writing as dictated by the author's own soul.
Izabela Margańska, as she herself emphasises, never wished to write a book, she had no intention of ever speaking to her soul and she was not even especially interested in its existence. She refers to herself as a normal person with a "chatty soul".
In order to emphasise the dialogue between the person and the soul, we have used two types of font in the book. The words written in italics are the thoughts of the person, who is telling her story. The soul's messages are presented in regular font. The soul's words are ordinary and simple although not always straightforward, sometimes even shocking, but undoubtedly moving that delicate cord within us that urges us to keep on reading and doesn't let us put the book down.
We leave it up to the reader to decide on whether or not to make use of the advice contained here.
One thing is certain – we were unable to ignore the knowledge conveyed to us directly from the soul. We have no doubt that the soul could become something along the lines of an internal compass on the life path of each one of us, that we can learn to use.
Since starting to work on this book we are convinced that "Soul to Mind" is a must-read for those searching for pointers in this ever-changing and chaotic world.
Joanna Malinowska
From the author
Ever since I can remember, I have tried to fnd the golden mean for happiness. I signed up for as many self-development workshops as I could, spending a lot of money on them. I applied all of the tips I learned, I afrmed and visualised my desires, all to no efect. I wasted over 15 years of my life on these methods. From today's perspective it seems so obvious to me that those methods are fawed. We close our eyes and we visualise, but when we open them again, the world is still the same, it just doesn't want to conform to our visualisations. None of my desires were fulflled. The instructors of these training sessions maintained, with great self-assuredness, that this is the right method that just somehow doesn't seem to work for me. I came to the simple conclusion that I must be doing something wrong, and I tried even harder. And still my eforts amounted to nothing so I was left alone with my problem. I didn't know what to do until the moment I began to share my doubts with others.
I was very surprised when I discovered that others had the same problem, that these methods were useless. I realised that it was not only me who was having problems. I didn't analyse why this was the case, I simply gave up on these methods.
In doing so I subconsciously accepted my life the way it was. Back then I was not yet aware of what I was doing. The act of acceptance was the frst step on my journey to change, although at that time I wasn't aware of the fact that the fundamental condition of changing a given situation is accepting it.
I was very lucky; all of the changes that came about in my life were not undertaken by me consciously.
I learned something very important: that, in spite of illusions, we are not masters of our own lives, it is not us who direct them. The only true action we can undertake is to discover the intentions that God has for us, what He wants from us, what our purpose in life is.
To many this information may seem false, they have managed to achieve exactly what they wanted in life. I agree with this fully but the truth is diferent – their dreams happened to be in line with God's plan for them.
My adventure with my own soul fascinates me – I still have a hard time believing that all of this has happened to me. Naturally miracles do occur, but not to us, we often think. The most credible ones take place several thousand kilometres away but, naturally, nothing out of the ordinary can happen to us.
The journey leading to my change is described in the articles titled "Conversations with the Soul" (RozmowyzDuszą), which are published on the website www. szkolaaniolow.pl.
This book is also a dialogue with my soul, however, I am not led onto my path, I simply describe the principles governing the Universe and established by God. Understanding them solves many problems and disperses many doubts. The truths contained within are defned in such a way that anyone may understand what they have long-since noticed in their life but failed to understand the reason why it was happening.
I don't guarantee a miracle, no one can guarantee that. The only help that I can promise on my end is that, through this book, everyone can take their frst step onto the right path in life.
I wish all my readers the happiness that they desire.
Izabela Margańska
Part One
1. The act of creation
I never wanted to write a book. "But, perhaps, the book wanted to be written by you?"
I have already grown accustomed to my soul interruptingat the least expected moments, however the questions itposes are opposed to the logic of this world and never cease toamaze me. The book wanted to be written by me. How am I tounderstand this? Only a living being can want something, aninanimate object is subject to manipulation by others, at leastthat is what I had believed until now, and suddenly it turns outto be otherwise.
God's plan exists, it is written up from start to fnish. Everything that is intended to happen, every undertaking that is intended to be carried out, already exists. It exists in the form of energy and only later the search is made for people who are ft to carry it out in essence. This is one of the divine laws, which is irrefutable.
Nothing ever happens on its own. Everything that exists is carried out by someone else, even we ourselves. Every single one of us was created by our parents, they created us in matter. Accepting this is essential in order to understand the divine miracles that are subject to God's law, which He wrote himself at the beginning of creation. Everything that happens does so owing to God's will. God is the boss of the world's largest corporation, in which all the beings of the Universe are employed, and each one has their own tasks to perform. This corporation developed from a tiny, one-man company, and it all began like this:
There was a space, an enormous endless space inhabited by just one person – God. God was very good but very lonely. He didn't have any company, His being flled this entire space hence it was impossible for anyone else to ft in alongside Him. God began to uncover diferent characteristics within himself, and the frst was such that He could not accept a situation that was inconvenient for Him. Thus He began to search for solutions and came upon the idea that, if there is no room to create anything next to Him, the only possible solution would be to create something within himself. However, God did not know how this second being should look – He only had the example of one existence – His own. So He thought: if I create a being identical to myself, it will be a replica of me, therefore I will be alone again. God did not know, however, what diference was based on, as in His loneliness nothing diferent existed, thus there could be no comparative scale. There was just Him. The material He was made of was energy, the sum of the energy of the Universe and, more precisely – the whole of existence. At that moment God had an idea: I will take something of myself, He thought, and He took a little of His own energy, compressed it, and ftted it right in His very centre. He named His creation the "Heart of God". In this very way God not only created the frst existing thing, but also the frst divine laws, and He named them.
One of the frst divine laws was generosity – whoever
wishes to create anything, must frst give something of
themselves. The second law, simultaneously created,
was creativity – anything new that is created must be
a little diferent from the previous creation. These laws
function even today, they are irrefutable and cannot be
bypassed.
Every one of us was born through our parents, who gave something of themselves so that we could come into existence, each of us is similar to our parents but not identical, there are noticeable diferences. God protected His creation, it was contained within Him; He already had His frst companion. God's next observation was the fact that, once again, He has nothing to do but simply be, and the creativity He had recognised within himself was bursting inside of Him until He decided that there is no sense in existing without creating.
The next principle that God created states that
something must always be happening. In this way He
set into motion His entire energy, and this motion will
never stop, He said. And if it does stop, it will cease to
exist.
God put His frst feature – creativity – into enthusiastic use. He continued to create and, as the centre was already flled, He had to place His creations elsewhere. It would be boring, He thought, if they were all the same, and at some point in time I would begin to confuse them. So, in order to be able to diferentiate His works, each one was a little diferent. And that is how diversity was born. God created and His works existed in their full splendour. The time came, however, in which the Lord's creations began to absorb His attention, they wanted their Creator to take care of them. God stopped creating for a little while, in order to listen to what His creations wanted from Him. He then had an idea and said: "I know on my own example what boredom is and if I take care of you, you won't achieve anything. A much better solution would be for you to occupy yourselves with something. I know, you will become Universes and you will begin to create." Thus, for the very frst time, some of the work was commissioned to somebody else. God hired His frst lawyers, whom He commissioned work, and that is how things are until now, and there is no way of running from this – we start out independently and, once we are no longer able to keep up the tempo, some of our own work is commissioned to somebody else.
Everything happens in the example and in the image
of God.
I know, somebody has already written that sentence manytimes over, it is not my personal idea, nothing of what I write ismy authorship. I am undersigning this more as a subcontractorthan an author. My soul said to me:
Sit on this chair that has been destined for you, don't look for happiness elsewhere, your happiness is here, not in Tibet or in any other place on earth, you cannot escape God's will.
Once I'd accepted the fact that it was precisely this chairthat was destined for me, it was only then that I received workto create. God behaves like the average boss, it is not me whochooses what I do, but He commissions specifc work to bedone and I have no say in it. This is a divine corporation andevery one of us has something to do in it, and if you don't likeit, you will be replaced by someone else. God's plan of creationis written up until the end, however the majority of us do notunderstand the way in which it is written. It has only beenspecifed what must be done, but not who must do it. Thisbook was intended to be written, frst it was created as energy,and subsequently the search began for somebody who wouldcarry it out in matter. I happened to come along, and I amnothing more than the contractor of the work commissionedto me, and I implore you: start to see yourselves in this way, itis the frst step towards happiness.
But let us return to the act of creation.
God's creations – the Universes, did not know how to create as they had never done anything before. So they asked their Lord what they should do, and He answered: "Do what you want, creativity is based on inventiveness, I give you the freedom to create." However, the Universes, still not knowing what they are to do, imitated their Creator; they took something of themselves and placed it at their centre. Owing to the features of creativity and inventiveness, each of these creations was diferent yet each had the same function – it was the central star of the Universe, the most beautiful and the shiniest. God watched His children create and it made Him happy. Every one of them was infnitely creative
and infnitely inventive, yet the inventiveness of each of them developed in a diferent way.
God noticed this and, as He is intelligent, created
another principle and named it uniqueness. Henceforth
somethingthathadcomeaboutincidentally,
transformed into a principle. The Universes, creating
their works, increasingly exercised their creativity.
However,eachofthemperfectedtheirskillsin
a diferent direction and thus, out of God's will, came
specialisation. In the end – so that everyone could
enjoy everything and not just what they had created
themselves – God proposed to His children that they
begin exchanging works, and that is how exchange came
about.
Does this remind you of something? Yes, nobody can invent anything new, we can only make use of God's principles of creation. Irrespectively of how many wars we start, how much we hurt others, the world in which we live will always return to God's equilibrium.
From the day I placed my life in God's hands, I slowlybegan to notice small miracles taking place. By some strangecoincidence, as I called it then, I began to attract very goodpeople. In the beginning this happened in small steps, I haveno idea how exactly. I still came across hurdles but they weresmaller and smaller, and increasingly easier to jump. Thereis no other possibility than subjecting ourselves to what Godhas in store for us.
Someone once said that I work full-time for God but it'snot clear in what company. My answer to that is – in God'scorporation.
Once we bring the divine characteristic of creativity downto planet Earth, we can see right away that humans createin exactly the same way as God. But what is wrong since wecannot be happy like God, since we cannot fnd the joy in ourcreation?
I have a certain friend in Greece who is now unemployed,but who worked for many years for a clothing company. Shetold me how rude the directors and owners of companieswere to their employees, the awful names they called them.I remember when she said to me: "Don't buy any clothesfrom our company, my employers are evil people." It is worthpondering why a person would hold such contempt forsomething that they have personally made. What went wrong?At what point in time did freedom to create degenerate intocoercion? Who restricted our divine gifts, and when?
The Universes rejoiced at their creativity and diversity. They loved one another and God looked upon this with awe. The creations grew in order to make even more space for their own creations until, at a certain point in time, they flled God's entire space, there was no longer any room for creation and, thus, everything came to a standstill.
At this moment I feel stuck myself and I wonder what I'mwriting. The act of creation? Where did I get that from?
"Write," says my soul: "I am dictating to you, this is the absolute and irrefutable truth, this is how it all happened."
"But what about the diferent versions of events?" I ask. "Ifour world is a refection of your world, as you already told meearlier, then your world must also contain a version of eventsdependent on how it is viewed."
"That's exactly right," my soul replies. "Why write yet another book on the same topic if only this exists? Let's rewrite it, presenting our own version of events."
"And what would that be?" I ask, intrigued.
"Something diferent," my soul replies. "Anyone who has written similar books has based them, above all, on their personal histories. In short, the advice given by those authors leads readers onto the path of understanding along the lines of how to become rich or how to be happy. I am not negating this advice, it is valid, but the absolute truth is that, by applying the divine laws, we can escape this dead end.
"However, the question is diferent: If this method is generally available, then why hasn't this problem been solved already? Because there is another side of the medal that tells us something else. Very few people, who have written this type of book, have been homeless. Admittedly, some were, but that was the minority. Most authors described themselves as average employees who had boring and low-paid jobs, their income didn't cover the rent of an apartment in which they could live at a decent level so they had to reside in the annex of some decrepit tenement building and were barely scraping by. Who did these people work for? Each of them had an employer.
"We seem to have the opinion regarding our employers that money can't make people happy, that they don't need that much, that the poor are also human who deserve to get something, etc. And it is here that the confict we will attempt to solve in this book arises. If money were to make me happy – money that I don't yet have – then why should the person who already has it be unhappy? Where exactly do you draw the line that delineates the amount of money in one's possession as too much, their possessions as unnecessary, and their needs as exaggerated? Who and in what way states how much should be owned and, fnally, why the rich are constantly being advised that their happiness should be based on giving away their own assets? Perhaps it is insufcient to explain to the wealthy to love the poor, but every pauper should realise that the rich guy is also a human worthy of love.
"We are placing the problem in the same pot by ordering the poor to become richer and the rich to be poorer. Is getting the two to change places a solution to this problem? I would say not and that is exactly what this book will be about."
"What am I writing about, for crying out loud?" I wonder.I have never been rich, how am I supposed to know whatI should write about here?
"You are worrying again," my soul suggests. "Worrying blocks you, it disenables you from seeking inspiration from the divine source. How did you begin writing this book?"
"It was you who began," I reply. "I had no idea how to do it.I thought about the title, which, at this stage, I have to admitthat I haven't come up with, nothing comes to mind, and youhaven't given me any suggestions. Half the Universe pushedme to write this book yet I have no idea what it will be about.I pondered the introduction but couldn't come up with a thing,and later I wondered how to even begin writing a book in thefrst place. My soul suggested that a book doesn't necessarilyhave to be written from the beginning. I then remembereda certain television interview with a famous actor, the precisemoment in which he said that one of the fnal scenes in themovie had been flmed as the frst. I accepted this yet I still feltthat my head was full of little more than straw stufng. Peoplearound me are pressuring me to write, and still nothing. I needto sleep on this, I decided, and I napped for a few hours. Uponwaking my head remained empty and that emptiness wouldnot back down, so I backed out. I'm not writing any book, I'mno good at it, I never even wanted to write anything in thefrst place."
"Just sit down and write," my soul fnally spoke.
I was furious. What my soul says, I must do. So I sat downat my laptop, opened up a Word document, and wrote: "I neverwanted to write a book." At that very second I felt a familiarrush of energy and I gave in to it – my fngers ran over thekeyboard on their own, without my conscious participation.I wrote two pages in one breath, and then I stopped. I had toread what I had written. I went back to the beginning andwrote the chapter title: The act of creation. My soul was right,this book wanted to be written by me.
"But why did it have to be me who got chosen to do thiswork?"
"Because you ask stupid questions," answers my soul.
My soul has never stroked my ego and has always told mestraight out what it is thinking. It has shown me all of mycharacteristics at their worst, and it has made me cry manytimes. Finally I grew accustomed to its sharp tongue. Now weget along well and every time it debunks my way of thinking– and it does so an average of fve times a day – we laughtogether. Now the time has come where the characteristic ofasking stupid questions is absolutely necessary in order to
