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.
“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.”
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We chose this life, our bodies, the people in our lives, and what to experience.
We chose our lessons for this class we call LIFE.
Through free will, we are completely responsible for our life.
Take a breath. It’s okay. You are not alone.
We are all in this together and we have help. Our angels, spirit guides, and passed over loved ones are always here for us – we have just forgotten that we can ask for their help.
I did not always believe this. As a young adult, I lost my faith in God and religion altogether. Only through working with my past lives did I discover a much deeper sense of faith in God, angels, and spirit guides.
Life Is Just Another Class—One Soul’s Journey Through Past Life Regression
Do not be surprised if a few of my lifetime tragedies strike a chord within your being as you remember, in some deep way, how you had a similar experience in one of your own past lives. I chose to remember the lifetimes that would heal me from asthma. In doing so, I remembered some very harsh past lives.
Aside from healing physically from asthma, I healed many old emotional wounds and awoke spiritually.
Heaven is so close to you after you remember a past life death that nearly anyone can experience what it feels like to die and see The Light.
Here are a few of the many things that can be related to a past life:
Birthmarks
Phobias and fears
Relationships
Talents
Health issues
Love or avoidance of certain objects, people, places, or things
Remember, your real life is in Heaven: Earth is just a classroom.
Today I was going through my daughter’s old drawings and came across one that caught my attention. A lot. I had to share.
She had drawn an angel and told me that, this was her “Loving spirit (one of 12 or 13) that came to her to make her feel better and filled her heart with LOVE.”
I am so glad I wrote it down as she told me.
Kids say the most interesting things. My daughter certainly did then and still amazes me today. (I love you darling.)
At this point in my life I was not in touch with how angels and spirit guides are always here for us. I am sure I wrote it thinking, “Aw, that’s sweet.” And then did not think about it again. As I read it now, I am sure she was seeing an angel. She drew this when she was only four years old.
You can see for yourself that her drawing has angel wings and a halo of light around a heart above the crown chakra. It looks like they may be singing too.
I showed it to my daughter again. She said, “Look, see they even have a third eye too.”
WOW. She was four and could not only see this, but knew that they filled her heart with love. The amazing part is that this angel was only one of the 12 or 13 that came to her… for her.
Kids are soooo connected with Heaven, that angels, spirit guides and passed over loved ones are easily seen and can be talked to by children.
I obviously dismissed this experience as just an interesting drawing with an interesting description at that time in my life. I had been living for many years without much faith in anything and I know at this point in my life I was just beginning to understand that there is so much more. I now know that we are so incredibly loved by our angels, spirit guides and passed over loved ones it is incomprehensible.
PLEASE remember that all babies and children are so close to having just been in Heaven that seeing angels and being able to talk to them is so easy for them. Please, please, please support them and acknowledge this true God-given ability they all (we all) have so that it stays with them throughout their life. How wonderful to feel supported everyday and to know it.
I know I will be reviewing both my children’s drawings to see what other treasures I can find.
In the meantime, my daughter remembers this experience and offered to redraw this angel. I will post it when she does.
She dared me to write “Pasta” repeatedly in a blog post.
I took her dare.
Which reminds me of a photo I took one day when my daughter was getting ready to eat pasta. She poured a lot of Parmesan cheese on her pasta and a large clump came out shaped like a heart. That was a cool day. We both do love pasta.
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Enjoy your pasta today!
My daughter said this “sort of” counts as completing the dare. Ah, well.
Being only five years old and experiencing a scary time, I tried to focus on something that made me happy.
Socks.
Seems silly and insignificant, I know, but those socks were keeping me warm. It was early spring and the weather had not warmed up. Sitting on the cold linoleum floor and wearing a threadbare dress; I was happy wearing socks and keeping my feet warm.
In my life now, I love socks.
Fun socks.
Holiday socks.
Colorful socks.
Warm and fuzzy socks.
Socks are the number one gift that people give to me.
Is this a carry-over from my past life? Quite possibly. It is the happy thought just before I die as Jezebel.
Think of a past life you remembered (or try one now). What small details did you notice? Were they relevant in your life today?
I’ll bet they are.
Sounds like the start of a Dr. Seuss book—just like … One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish or The Foot Book … left foot, right foot. Feet, feet, feet. Love Dr. Seuss books!
As I walk down alongside a waterfall, I hear the words, “Drink from the water of life.” I smile. I reach over and drink a handful.
During the relaxation part of going into a past life regression—often called the induction—I use the imagery of stairs leading into a garden.
In all the times I have participated in past life regressions, my garden has been the same to me. I usually see a wooded forest with a favorite maple tree from my childhood. There is a small pond, butterflies and soft grass. Sometimes there is a bench, but usually I just sit under my maple tree in the grass. A few rocks grace the edge of the pond. A dragonfly can be seen flitting over the water. Nice, right?
During my last session, my garden changed to something quite a bit different.
I saw my stairs cascading down alongside of a very steep waterfall. There were lots of rainbows (my favorite) in the mist, billowing up towards me as I descended the stairs (symbolic of going deeper in consciousness). The waterfall above (my photo from Maui) shows a very similar waterfall, except that I was standing at the edge looking down from the top, completely unafraid. I walk down the steep stairs partway.
Then, I heard the words,
“Drink from the water of life.”
So, I reached over, scooped up some water and drank a handful.
These words have so much meaning to them. In the past month, I have heard and seen so much more than what there is on this Earth. A lot of it is profound. This interaction was mere moments, but wonderful to experience.
I thank my spirit guides and angels for bringing me this experience and the ability to share it with you. Thank you for being a part of my universe.
I see a bright light to the right, back a little further. The light rests just above the ground. It causes everything around me to glisten including the water nearby.
I stand next to the light idly passing my hand through a section of it; pondering. I feel unworthy to go into the light.
Daniel, one of my spirit guides, appears and asks, “Why do you think you are not worthy?”
Looking down, I answer, “I have been mean.”
Daniel replies, “We know. I am not here to judge. You judge these things for yourself.”
Daniel and I sit there talking. Daniel tries to assure me that I will be all right, but I am afraid.
Daniel responds, “You asked for forgiveness.”
I say, “It is too little, too late.”
Daniel says, “This time alone has been healing for you.”
I mutter, “I guess so.”
Sitting next to the light helps me feel better.
I stand up and straighten my clothes. I look around and declare nervously, “I guess I will try it.”
Daniel reminds me, “You cannot stay here, you will get lost.”
Together, we walk into the light.
A loved one greets me. I receive healing from two angels and rest.
Then, I hear the song, “New York, New York” by Frank Sinatra.
I was able to re-experience this interaction between me and my spirit guide, Daniel last week. Tonight, I am working on adding this information to my past life as Odyssius from 476 B.C. Odyssius was the first past life I experienced, while that first snippet of a memory was small, it was healing.
Remembering what happened after I died as Odyssius (and other past lives) continues to be profound for me.
I heard parts of the “New York, New York” song after I was healed by the angels in Heaven. I did not really know the words to this song well, but once I heard the first line of the song, I felt compelled to share this with you today.
We are never alone. Ever.
Note: Odyssius, referred to as Od, was a foreman overseeing a large group of people building a wall in Mesopotamia.
Today, I had a regression with a little xenoglossy…
Okay, I am pretty excited … If you know me much at all, you know I love France and all things French since I was very young. Through my work with past life regression, I know why … I had a past life there, quite posh, living in Nice in 1795 AD. I heard a lot more French being said, but I did not understand all of it. Here is what I did understand:
On the day I died in that life, my daughter saw my spirit. We made eye contact.
I said to her, “Je suis toujours là pour vous.” (Which means, “I am always here for you.”)
Being there for you is a common theme I have found throughout many lifetimes. I have witnessed others watching over me, waiting for me, being there for me upon my death (in a past life). I have also been there for others, once I passed over, as well. My spirit guides are definitely here for me now.
It is a nice feeling. We are loved more than we know.
Over the last few weeks, I have been adding more information to each of the lifetimes I include in my book. Specifically, I have been adding information on what I see when I walk into The Light (which, by the way, always seems to be located to the right of wherever I am standing in spirit).
Today, while working with my life from 1795, I walked into the light and could hear everyone talking in French. I said to each of them, “Bonjour! Bonjour!” (Hello! Hello!) I hear replies, “Bienvenue! Bienvenue!” (Welcome! Welcome!) There was a huge welcoming party as I walked into The Light to return to Heaven. What a fun time!
If you were able to ask your spirit guide (a.k.a. your guardian angel) one question, what would it be?
It is hard to narrow it down to just one question.
Ask more than one question then.
Ask for them to guide you towards the answer in a way that you will easily understand. Meditation is one way you can receive the answer to your questions. Sometimes you will notice the answer when you overhear a conversation, see a physical sign or by listening to a song on radio (or one that seems to play in your head). These are all ways you can receive an answer to your question.
I believe they are there to help us in any way they can. We just have to ask … anything.
For the first time today, I walked through the light during a past life regression. I have seen the light before. I have seen deceased loved ones excitedly waiting for me—standing, waiting in the light for me before. But today … sigh … today I walked in, through the light, with a deceased loved one grasping my hand, guiding me. Love showers over you immediately. It is warm, loving and majestic. For me, the light is always golden, like a ray of sunshine.
We try to learn more about ourselves so we can grow.
A few people who contact me think I am psychic and will know their personal past lives. I cannot, I can only help you remember them yourself—and believe me, that is the best way to heal. Having someone tell you about your past lives, while interesting, is not the same as the re-experience.
I believe we all have degrees of intuition—just like any other talent. While I base a lot of my personal decisions on my intuition, I just started to learn how to trust that guidance.
I just have to say this, “I LOVE helping others remember their past lives and helping them to feel comfortable re-experiencing them.”
I just had another person from one of my classes give me feedback on the profound experience that they were able to have and how it related directly to their current life.
Thank you universe for leading my life in this direction … down the right path.
