memories
The Man Who Pushed Me Off A Cliff
Since I was a child, I have had fragmented memories of my past lives. These flashbacks are all parts of those lives and lessons that pertain to my soul growth and karma in this lifetime. So far, all of my past life memories have had to do with someone I have interacted with here, in my current incarnation. In other words, I have met all of the people in my past life memories in this lifetime also.
One such memory of a past life, is of a man I was married to in Ireland. We were quite young. I would say no more than 20. We were poor and lived in a little cottage, near a cliff overlooking the ocean. It was a modest, but breathtakingly beautiful home and land. I also remember that I had long, curly red hair.
Sadly, my husband in that lifetime was physically and emotionally abusive. He was always worried that men would desire me and take me away from him. But I had never been with any man but him. I didn’t want to be with my husband, but I certainly didn’t want another man to control and own me either.
Strong Relationship Readings
My clients are typically circumspect and cautious when selecting partners. This is why great variance can be seen in their tastes, or their preferences. And therefore, they are happier if their concerns are alleviated during readings with just one simple answer, or a yes or no reply.
Of course, someone with a great deal of esoteric knowledge, or of a great mystical level, may have the ability to glean all information at an instantaneous glance. But I can assure you, with the volume of information I am usually getting, one is dealing with perspective, timing, opinions, distorted facts, memories, personality, updated ideas, ideals and hopes, and influences. It is always more than a simple yes or no.
With perspective, it can be the time of year or day, or the work the person does, or the culture they come from. This will greatly alter their reading. With timing, it would be about when the question is asked, such as if the question was asked at the beginning of the relationship, in the middle, or at the end. Opinions are good, but need to be sorted out, as people feel too embarrassed to state they are influenced by them. “My mother said,” is often overlooked as the a mitigator, when in fact it can augment or frustrate situations to a major degree.
Aromatherapy Divination
Our sense of smell is most closely related to parts of the brain that play a major role in controlling mood, memory, behavior, and emotion. In a spiritual sense, smells can trigger memories of people, places, and past events. There’s even a type of psychic ability in mediumship when communicating with deceased loved ones, known as clairolfaction or clairalience.
Clairolfaction is when we smell something that reminds us of someone we used to know who is now on the Other Side. This smell is distinct and comes out of nowhere. When a deceased loved one pays a visit to someone in the living and makes their presence known through smell, it could come through as a perfume they used to wear, or the smell of cigarette smoke, flowers, foods, or just about anything unique to that person.
I Have Looked At Life From Both Sides Now – Part 4
But first things first! I missed my daughters. I needed to see them again. I concentrated and in the blink of an eye I was standing by the two of them. They were attending a funeral? Then I realized that it was my own!
I am advanced enough to not be in the confusion of this period. Their very sadness had drawn me extremely quickly to them. I tried to convey to them that I was there with them. I really wasn’t that funny ‘dummy’ of a woman lying in that coffin. They had dressed me in a white Swiss Dot gown with a red hearts design on it, and I was a pair of wearing red heels. It was so charming that they even placed my personal crystals on top of me.
Also, my animals were also present at the funeral. They had my favorite three puppies and five kittens placed in the casket with me. They cuddled my body. My only thought of comfort witnessing this was that they would all one day be back with me in spirit form. They were really sensing me being with them. It felt good.
The Mystical Power Of Mirrors
I just had a debate with a colleague about using a mirror as a divination tool, also known as scrying. She was adamant that the only type of mirror which can be used for scrying is a black mirror, which is made of darkened, smoky glass. In my experience this is not necessarily true.
I explained to her that one evening, in a dimly-lit hotel room, whilst I was brushing my hair in the mirror, I saw to my left, via my peripheral vision, my grandfather sitting in the room’s armchair. He was smiling at me, and I remember this vision like it was yesterday.
I had only ever met my paternal grandfather twice, as a toddler, and I had almost no recollection of him at all, other than photos of him I was shown in later years. What I was told, on two occasions by psychics years later, is that he was always around me and that he would never allow any harm to come to me.
The Shining Light Of Kindred Souls
I have many unusual memories from when I was a little girl. I remember mostly that when I was around others I often felt ‘smothered.’ I felt that my energy was being depleted and I often suffered headaches when I was around large groups of people. I never really understood why that was, until I grew up and learned about energy, being an empath and the importance of keeping my Chakras clear. I learned to be careful about who I allow in my circle.
When I spent time alone, I was always learning things – things I may have once forgotten from a past life. For example, astral traveling. I would savor days in the summer. I would just lay on my bed and enjoy the birds chirping outside and fall into a wonderful dream. I would wake up and then before falling back to sleep again I would pop out of my body and just float around the room. Then I would leave through the top of the ceiling and eventually venture wherever I set my intention.
I Have Looked At Life From Both Sides Now – Part 2
Did I mention that I have two beautiful girls, now both in their twenties? We call my oldest daughter Jersey Jean. This has been her nickname since childhood. And what a talented miss she is! She is into music. She plays the guitar and piano, and she is also a very good singer. Jersey Jean did college for one year, and then dropped out, and did much performing. I am grateful for this and proud of her for sticking with what she really wanted to do.
My younger daughter Lizbeth has a completely different personality. She is also artistic, but her talent is in fashion design. She completed her schooling and has been working for a famous designer for the past year. And we had some great news! She created her own special clothing selection, was noticed and now she is getting ready for her first showing. I know, with her artistic ways, that she will achieve her dream of being famous one day.
By now I have figured out that I am in the hospital. How and why I am here, is still not clear to me. I was talking to my friend Paula on the phone. The I felt dizziness and a searing, but brief pain up through my neck and head. After that I don’t remember anything.