Choosing Our Next Lifetime and Being Born Again

In one past life that I remembered, I chose who and when to be reborn.

I actually saw the my conception …. and then my birth. It is weird, but somehow I’m okay with it.

This is from my past life memories as Annabelle Rosalina Georges of France in 1795 AD.

After Annabelle died and went into The Light, visited a large group of friends in the greeting room, and received treatment by the healing angels, she decided to check on those left behind via a meditation area located in Heaven.

It is through meditation on the other side that those who have passed over come to visit their loved ones.

Here Annabelle watched over the husband and daughter she left behind. This excerpt is taken from my book, Life Is Just Another Class—One Soul’s Journey Through Past Life Regression…..

I recall that during our argument, I was upset about the horses, but also because of his infidelity. I hear the French words, “Très mal.” I see him in bed with her again. This scene becomes an opportunity for me.

Rosie appears to be fine. I watch her pet the dog for a long while.

I choose my next life as the son of Hubert and his new woman. I saw my conception in that last glimpse of my husband while meditating. I am born as Hubert Georges to be close to Rosie.

I watch myself being born into this world again. Rosie is excited to have a new baby stepbrother. I grow up thin in stature with straight dark brown hair.

 

being born

 

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LIFE Is Just Another Class – One Soul’s Journey Through Past Life Regression

I COULD NOT IMAGINE THE DAY.

MY BOOK IS FINALLY READY TO ORDER ON AMAZON!!!

After three+ years of the emotional work in remembering past lives (with all their intricacies) and writing down all that I could (in a coherent way)

Then …

working on building a platform online …

deciding to self-publish after working towards finding a publisher …

realizing that it is a boatload of work to get it self-published … and did it anyway (with some awesome help)

I approved it this morning on Amazon and figured it would take the 3-5 days like the site stated. I could not believe it took only an hour!

I am so excited!!!!!

Now, if I could just figure out the Kindle version set up. It is close… so close.

 

LIFE Is Just Another Class - One Soul's Journey Through Past Life Regression

LIFE Is Just Another Class – One Soul’s Journey Through Past Life Regression

On Finding Your Children from a Past Life…

I post again to help my daughter’s quest to find more information on her children she remembered in a past life.

We were recently featured on the TV show Ghost Inside My Child on LMN, a Lifetime network. My daughter had remembered a past life in 1945 where she was killed when a B25 plane crashed into the Empire State Building. Remembering healed away her fear of flying.

Here is what we know of who she used to be in a past life:

Anna Gerlach research that was provided to us by LMN:

Anna Gerlach information

Anna Gerlach information

 

If you find any further information on Anna or her children, please let us know. Thank you!

xoxox

Karen

 

For more on the show…

Me, Talking about my Daughter’s Past Life on National TV!!!

My Daughter Shares Her Story on National TV…Children can Heal from Remembering a Past Life

 

Can You Get Lost After Death?

What do you do when somebody dies? What do you do when you have so many around you die? It is not easy. In the last several months, three parents of friends (that I all knew), one baby, one teenager, and someone I considered a sister all passed away.

The hardest part is that even though I know what happens next, it is still hard. Even though I know it is celebration of their return on the other side, it is still hard.

What happens when you die, you ask…

They all recognized that they died. Angels, spirit guides and previously passed over loved ones were right next to each of them, as they have been for all of their lives. Then, a large, loving, golden Light appears to their right. The love just oozes out of this Light. The love just draws you right into it.

Why are insects attracted to a light?

Why are insects attracted to a light?

If you have read any of my blog posts, you know that I have remembered many past lives personally. In fact, I have remembered well over 50 past lives. A few times my spirit guides have said to me that it is really important to go into The Light. The Light is the passageway into Heaven. It is our true nature of our self, our true lives. Earth is the classroom we visit to learn life lessons.

When we forget or do not go into The Light we can get lost. We do not go into The Light for various reasons that can include memory problems before death, feeling unworthy, wanting to stay to watch over loved ones, or if you die a sudden unexpected death you may not realize you died.

I do not (yet) fully understand what it means “to get lost” after death. Maybe we get stuck in a ghostly spiritual sense on the Earth plane where we may forget about the spark of light in our hearts and avoid going into The Light.

When my best friend’s parents both got sick it was hard to watch both of them deteriorate. First her mother died. It was very hard. It is always hard to see someone suffer and die. Interestingly, I saw her spirit in my own living room not long after her death. She told me she was waiting for her husband to come too. I knew inherently that she did not go into The Light. It is hard to explain how I know, but she just seemed heavier, denser somehow than those I have seen who have passed over in through The Light. She felt different.

Nearly one month later, my friend’s dad passed away. It was incredibly hard on my friend. (Listening and being there for her was still not enough to take away her pain.)

A few hours after his death, I sat in my living room in complete disbelief. All of this had transpired so fast. Her parents were both fine just a few months ago.

At that moment, a saw a vision of her dad showing me that he found her mother. He stood to the right of her. He made me aware that he found her so that she would not get lost. I got the impression, that this was part of the reason he felt he needed to go. He showed me how he was firmly grasping her hand to make sure she was safe. The Light, so golden and loving, appeared behind them. As The Light became brighter, they appeared more silhouetted. They turned and looked back to the Earth class and smiled. They turned and looked at each other and smiled more. Then, they looked into The Light and walked into it.

It was the sweetest, most loving thing between two people that I have ever witnessed.

Me, Talking about my Daughter’s Past Life on National TV!!!

What an experience!

Missed it on TV, here is the full episode. Well…. it used to be available. Sadly, now it is not.

It includes two stories. One about my daughter remembering being killed when a B25 bomber crashed into the Empire State Building in 1945. The second, a very interesting story too, about a boy who remembered being in the military and his involvement with the massacre of Native Americans in the U.S.

Watch LMN for Ghost Inside My Child – Season 2 Episode 1 Premiere. Here is the link to LMNs site.

More on the plane crash into the Empire State Building in 1945.

If you read in the comments of this article, viewers are wondering if Anne’s children are still alive. Claire remembered her children as young, around 5-10 years old at the time. She is wondering about them too.

Is there anyone out there that can help us do research? A photo of Anna May Gerlach (born Anna May Silvey circa 1905 in Sag Harbor, NY – parents were Charles and Rose Silvey. Husband deceased – William Gerlach? Can we find out about her two daughters? We only have one name – Joan Mori Gerlach age 11. We would be very appreciative!

Thank you!

xoxo

Karen

My Daughter Shares Her Story on National TV…Children can Heal from Remembering a Past Life

What would you do if your daughter remembered being inside the Empire State Building when a plane crashed into it?There is a plane in the sky...

I listened.
My daughter was remembering a past life.

In preparing for a flight with her for the first time, she was afraid to fly.

So, one evening, using the information I have learned over the years (that kids can spontaneously remember a past life, just by asking them an open-ended question)

I asked her, “What do you think will happen if you fly in a plane?”

She responded with a story of plane crashing into a building in New York City…. I immediately thought of 9-11. I was pregnant with her at the time of that happening.

I am so grateful that I was open to learn about past lives and for all the past life work I have done for me and for others. My learning allowed for her to remember in a safe, open, and loving environment.

We heal for the life we live now. She flew on an airplane a few weeks later.

Life is full of surprises….

A few months ago, I was contacted (via my website and this blog) by the producer of Ghost Inside My Child, a TV show that tells the stories of children who remember a past life.

We are going to be on national television!!!!

See the whole story (in the USA) on Saturday, August 16, 2014 at 9pm EST on LMN, a Lifetime channel (or via online after it airs). It is Season Two, Episode One, the premiere episode for this season’s Ghost Inside My Child.

Being interviewed for the TV show

We’re SOOOOOO excited!!!

xoxox
Karen

 

Combating Emotional Vampires – Who Sucks Your Energy?

I recently came across this article and felt that I should post it since it was a good follow-up to my recent post: How to Break Bad Relationship Patterns from this Life and Previous Lives

The Heart - in the beginning

Daily OM
Combating Emotional Vampires
by Dr. Judith Orloff

The following is an excerpt from the “Combating Emotional Vampires” on-line course.

Relationships are always an energy exchange. To stay feeling our best, we must ask ourselves: Who gives us energy? Who saps it? It’s important to be surrounded by supportive, heart-centered people who make us feel safe and secure. It’s equally important to pinpoint the emotional vampires, who, whether they intend to or not, leech our energy.

To protect your sensitivity, it’s imperative to name and combat these emotional vampires. They’re everywhere: coworkers, neighbors, family, and friends. In Energy Psychiatry I’ve treated a revolving door of patients who’ve been hard-hit by drainers–truly a mental health epidemic that conventional medicine doesn’t see. I’m horrified by how many of these “emotionally walking wounded” (ordinarily perceptive, intelligent individuals) have become resigned to chronic anxiety or depression. Why the blind spot? Most of us haven’t been educated about draining people or how to emancipate ourselves from their clutches, requisite social skills for everyone desiring freedom. Emotional draining is a touchy subject. We don’t know how to tactfully address our needs without alienating others. The result: We get tongue-tied, or destructively passive. We ignore the SOS from our gut that screams, “Beware!” Or, quaking in our boots, we’re so afraid of the faux pas of appearing “impolite” that w! e become martyrs in lieu of being respectfully assertive. We don’t speak out because we don’t want to be seen as “difficult” or uncaring.

Vampires do more than drain our physical energy. The super-malignant ones can make you believe you’re an unworthy, unlovable wretch who doesn’t deserve better. The subtler species inflict damage that’s more of a slow burn. Smaller digs here and there can make you feel bad about yourself such as, “Dear, I see you’ve put on a few pounds” or “It’s not lady-like to interrupt.” In a flash, they’ve zapped you by prodding areas of shaky self-worth.

The Heart

This is my credo for vampires: Their antics are unacceptable; you must develop a successful plan for coping with them. I deeply believe in the merciful message of The Lord’s Prayer to “forgive people their trespasses,” but I’m also a proponent of preventing the unconscious or mean-spirited from trespassing against us. Taking a stand against draining people is a form of self-care and canny communication that you must practice to give your freedom legs.

What turns someone into an emotional vampire? First, a psychological reason: children often reflexively mimic their parents’ most unflattering traits. A self-absorbed father can turn you into a self-absorbed son. Early modeling has impact. Studies of Holocaust survivors reveal that many became abusive parents themselves. The second explanation involves subtle energy. I’ve observed that childhood trauma–mistreatment, loss, parental alcoholism, illness–can weaken a person’s energy field. This energy leakage may condition those with such early wounds to draw on the vitality of others to compensate; it’s not something most are aware of. Nevertheless, the effects can be extreme. Visualize an octopus-like tendril extending from their energy field and glomming onto yours. Your intuition may register this as sadness, anger, fatigue, or a cloying, squirrelly feeling. The degree of mood change or physical reaction may vary. A vampire’s effects can stun like a sonic blast or make you! slowly wilt. But it’s the rare drainer that sets out to purposely enervate you. The majority act unconsciously, oblivious to being an emotional drain.

Let me tell you the secret of how a vampire operates so you can outsmart one. A vampire goes in for the kill by stirring up your emotions. Pushing your buttons throws you off center, which renders you easier to drain. Of all the emotional types, empaths are often the most devastated. However, certain emotional states increase everyone’s vulnerability. I myself am most susceptible to emotional vampires when I feel desperate, tired, or disempowered. Here are some others:

•Low self-esteem

•Depression

•A victim mentality

•Fear of asserting yourself

•Addiction to people-pleasing

When encountering emotional vampires, see what you can learn too. It’s your choice. You can simply feel tortured, resentful, and impotent. Or, as I try to do, ask yourself, “How can this interchange help me grow?” Every nanosecond of life, good, bad, or indifferent, is a chance to become emotionally freer, enlarge the heart. If we’re to have any hope of breaking war-mongering patterns, we must each play a part. As freedom fighters, strive to view vampires as opportunities to enlist your highest self and not be a sucker for negativity. Then you’ll leave smelling like a rose, even with Major-League Draculas.

Don't give your heart away

Infants Can Easily Speak to Those in Heaven – A Personal Experience

I have been attending a weekly intuition class for a few months now. Besides the fact that it is awesome, there is the opportunity to have some very intense experiences during class.The Mother and Child

If you have read any of my blog, you know I have remembered plenty of past lives. One huge lesson I have learned from remembering my past lives is that they have taught me to trust what I see (hear, feel, smell, know, etc.) when I remember.

Just so you know, as a baby, we all are so close to having just been in Heaven, it is easy and natural to communicate with those there. (Yes, that means everyone can easily see angels, spirit guides and passed over loved ones as a baby and this ability can stay with us if our parents cultivate it.)

During one particular intuition class, I remembered an early time of communicating with spirit during this lifetime. While I was only 5 or 6 months old, I stood outside of my baby body in my adult spirit form talking with Lena (my awesome spirit guide), angels and a Native American woman. The spirit part of me was not fully integrated into the baby’s physical body.

We stood there talking about my life’s path and how it relates to the parents I chose. We talked about the challenges I will encounter. We talked about the challenges in relating to my father. I had been put to the task of helping him connect with life and helping him to be happy and open with spiritual things.

We continued the conversation in talking about angelic frequencies. The angels explained how they are able to create certain angelic frequencies with their wings. We talked about the varying effects of different angelic frequencies (different for each angel) and how sound frequencies are related.

At this time, I also talked to an older sibling who had not made it to Earth. He explained to me that he had tried, but he was not ready. He stood there and talked with me about why his entry here on Earth had not worked. He spoke to me about my future challenges in joining this family.

During this exercise in class, I was able to understand what psychic senses were my strongest at this time when I was a baby. We are so close to having been in Heaven that we, as babies, can do so much more with our intuitive senses. We are experts in it when we are born here, but often our parents squelch these senses unknowingly. This is not their fault, this has been happening for many, many generations.

I was able to hear the sounds of the angels with clairaudience. I used this psychic ability to see and talk about my future. I was able to us mediumship (sometimes called clairsentience) to communicate with all these spiritual beings. This, as a 5-month-old baby!

I am so glad I made a point to talk to my babies as if they understood everything. They really do. They understand so much more than we realize. Babies are true little miracles.

Can My Baby See Guardian Angels?

YES!! YES They Can!One of my babies - sooo cute!!! xoxox

Babies are so close to Heaven that they bring with them many of the fabulous gifts we have deep within us…

  • Telepathy – the ability to talk to another person by thought
  • Seeing and talking to Angels
  • Seeing and talking to Spirit Guides, commonly called Guardian Angels
  • Seeing and talking to passed over loved ones
  • Have full control of all the areas of intuition (6th sense)
  • I am sure there are more

If new parents and parents-to-be only knew how special their little baby was…. we all know babies are miracles.

It is our duty to keep this innate ability open and cultivated.

I send much love to you and your children.

A Declaration of Self Esteem

I was given this …. um … I won’t say, since then you will know my age. I feel 25, so we will go with that. I was given this a very long time ago, way before I truly found myself (my whole self). I was going through a very difficult time in my life at that point.The Garden of Adonis by John Dickson Batten 1887. Angels always watch over us.

I came across this declaration again while organizing paperwork recently, so I thought I would share it with you. I was given many other helpful things that I will soon share.

I am not sure who to acknowledge as the author, since none was given, so I send my thanks out to the one who wrote it.

I send my love out to the woman who gave it to me while I stayed there. I wish I could remember her name.

I can hear the words that Morgana says in the movie Little Mermaid II. She exclaims, “Say it loud. Say it Proud,” to little Melody as Melody turns into a mermaid and becomes her true self.

With heartfelt love to all who read this …. for all the dear, sweet Humans (as my friend, Sheri would say) who share this Earth with me, this is for you to declare.

 

My Declaration of Self Esteem I am ME.

In all the world, there is no one else exactly like ME.

There are persons who have some parts like ME, but no on adds up exactly like ME.

Therefore, everything that comes out  of ME is authentically mine because I alone choose it.

I own everything about ME – my body, including everything it does; my mind, including all its thoughts and ideas; my eyes, including the images of all they behold; my feelings, whatever they may be – anger, joy, frustrations, love, disappointment, excitement; my mouth, and all the words that come out of it, polite, sweet or rough, correct or incorrect; my voice, loud or soft; and all my actions, whether they be to others or to myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.

I own all my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes.

Because I own all of ME, I can become intimately acquainted with ME.

By so doing I can love ME and be friendly with ME in all my parts. I can then make it possible for all of ME to work in my best interests.

I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle ME, and other aspects that I do not know.

But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for the solutions to the puzzles and for ways to find out more about ME.

However, I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is ME. This is authentic and represents where I am at that moment in time. When I review later how I looked and sounded, what I said and did, and how I thought and felt, some parts may turn out to be unfitting. I can discard that which is unfitting and keep that which proved fitting, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do.

I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order of the world of people and things outside of ME.

I own ME, and therefore I can engineer ME.

I am me and I am okay.

On Being Too Nice and Giving Too Much

On being too nice….

I was inspired to write this poem after reading Doreen Virtues book ‘Assertiveness for Earth Angels’.

This poem is dedicated to those women out there who give, give and give. For those who put themselves last. For those who depend upon another person’s happiness for their own happiness. For those who are learning to put themselves first, to do things that make them happy and those learning to be open to receive.

I send my love to you..

rising to the challenge

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The Rag Doll by Karen Kubicko

“The rag doll has a permanent smile sewn on her face
Always appearing happy
She lets you touch her, squeeze her and hold her without complaint
Inside, her stuffing is turning moldy and grey
Yet her smile continues
She listens intently to all you say
Hears all the harsh words that you pour out
Keeping her lips sealed
Unable to open her tightly stitched smile
Day after day passes
Slowly
She is easily forgotten
Pushed outside in the cold, bitter rain
Her little piece of love
Her heart-shaped piece of material
Long ago placed inside
Begins to be crumpled
Broken
Emotionally thrown about
Torn and tattered
Finally, it becomes guarded
Protected
She becomes stronger
Tired of the loneliness
She musters up all her courage
Takes a deep breath
Rises to the challenge of knowing ones true self
The rag doll limps outside
Knowing that there is more
There is unconditional love
Somewhere
Out there”

Children Can Heal from Remembering a Past Life Too

My daughter was 3, going on 4 years of age at the time I found the book, Children’s Past Lives by Carol Bowman many years ago.At the top of the hill

At this time in her life, she was very insistent upon being called ‘Baby’ instead of her given name. She also said she had no intentions of turning 4 years old and wanted to stay 3 to the point of tears, especially if there was any discussion on either subject. From a parent’s perspective, it was very confusing and as a 3-year-old, she could not explain why.

Following Carol’s advice, I simply asked my daughter what she thought would happen if she turned 4. She went into a very elaborate story (for a 3 year-old) talking about a friend of hers who lived up on a hill. She was laughing so hard remembering and retelling this, it was uncanny.

Then she got very serious and a little nervous. She spoke about walking in the woods and falling on a slippery rock. As she spoke, she started touching her head (where she had two small round strawberry birthmarks for the first few months of her life) and said she was hit with a ‘mean rock’ on her head. She was very emotional about the whole thing.

What was interesting and enlightening, is that a few days later, she was fine with turning 4 years old and decided she was fine not being called ‘Baby’ anymore. I could not believe it. She had been very adamant about not growing up and being called ‘Baby’ for as long as she was 3. It was quite a noticeable change in her. I truly believe she remembered a past life or two and they definitely made a change in her life, albeit a small one, but meaningful. It still amazes me when I think of this day. We were just standing there in the kitchen chatting, like it was a normal everyday conversation… then healing happens.

When she talked about a mean rock hitting her in the head, I immediately thought she was talking about being shot. It was the motion and the way she described it that made me think this way. The two strawberry birthmarks on the top of her head (that she had for a few months) looked like small bullet holes. Interestingly, she has a birthmark on the back of her head that almost looks like an exit wound from a bullet. It is still there though, now hidden by her hair.

How Children Can Inspire Us to Learn Metaphysics

In the past life classes I teach and in the radio interviews I have done, I always talk about my daughter. She is the one who inspired me to learn about metaphysics in the first place. (Thank you, sweetheart.) While she was the one who instigated this learning and healing that I have gone through since starting to learn and heal from past life regression, she also has healed through remembering a past life too.'The Great Love' by Robert Indiana

Here is the story of how it began for me…

After nursing my daughter and laying her in bed late one night, I awoke to see her being held by a man dressed in robes while holding her sweetly. He was swaying softly and looking down at her lovingly. I looked away and back and then he was gone. (For more on this story, here is the link.) I immediately checked on my daughter, who was sleeping just as I had left her. I thought it was very cool and I was actually excited about having seen a ghost, but a little freaked out that they were holding my baby.

The next morning, I called the local psychic that often spoke on our local radio station’s morning show.

A few weeks later, my sister and I went to see Mr. Charles, the local psychic. Of course, I brought my daughter since I was nursing her… she went everywhere with me. My sister watched her in his waiting room while I talked to the psychic.

I nervously walked in to see him. Mr. Charles said that my daughter has a very strong third eye and that I needed to learn about these things to help her in life. The alternative would not be good he said, shaking his head. In my mind, I am fretting and thinking, “What the @#$ is a third eye?” while he talks on about the possibilities of who may have been holding her, most likely her spirit guide.

As he talked, Mr. Charles looked to his left and then to his right thanking spirits for giving him the information. I see nothing standing there. I have to be honest, I was definitely a little skeptical at this point in my life. I am sure he could tell I felt this way. I listen to all he says anyway, trying to understand and be open-minded.

Once home, the first thing I do is to look up the meaning of the third eye and still do not understand. I find some books on being psychic and get a little scared at what I read. It was all too much for me at the time.

Over the next few years, I looked at a book here or there to try again. Nothing seemed to resonate. A few years later, I found a book called Children’s Past Lives by Carol Bowman in a metaphysical bookstore. As soon as I saw this book, I thought, “Oh, it is about children… I need to learn for my daughter…maybe this will help me understand something more on metaphysics.” I had no idea that this book would inspire me to learn more and more and then more.

To be Continued…

Merry Christmas!!

Merry Christmas!

I hope you enjoy all the merriment of the day!

May all your angels be with you today.

Merry Christmas!

xoxo

Karen

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