Past lives

These are stories of the past life regressions I have done.

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If you wish to regress yourself there are many books that give you techniques for this. And presumably many techniques “on line”

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The first past life regression that I experienced was at a psychic group at Kent Town SA. (I think it was 1980)

Instead of a guided meditation the man running this group took us back to our very last life.

Only four of us achieved this and everyone else complained that it was supposed to be a meditation.

I wrote mine down in an exercise book as soon as I got home.  I kept this book for years but it disappeared last century when my 2nd husband moved out. Pity!

I still remember much of the information that I got in this regression. I was an American Marine in Borneo either during or just after the Second World War. At the time I had no idea the war went to Borneo. I checked all the information that I could in the library. I also didn’t like the “Yanks” back then so had no desire to be one. I have since visited the USA and know how friendly and welcoming Americans are.

I died when the b12 I was in (using the gun; not the pilot) was shot down. This sensation of spinning downwards to my death was brought back to me when a pilot friend took me up in a Victor (two seater aeroplane)  cut the motors and spun the plane downwards without warning me. (He was trying to show off.)

In this regression I was a nineteen year old man: the middle child of three boys. My name was Harold. I saw my home but not my parents.

As I was born to my present life in February 1949 I would have come straight back after I died. But knowing that I do not understand the nature of reality and accepting that time doesn’t really exist anything is possible.

I have done numerous past life regression. It was a fad for me and my friends at one stage. I am only going to share a few.

A friend of mine took me back to a past life. I was walking toward a well in a cobblestone courtyard. As soon as I appeared everyone else scattered. Immediately I came back to waking reality and couldn’t stop laughing. I said “I don’t know who I was but they didn’t like me.” (I may have been a leper?)

A Reiki master (not so common back then) took me to a past life. I was an English aristocrat in India. What I remember the most about this person who was supposedly me was the way he thought.  He was “so far up himself his feet stuck out!” Anyone who wasn’t English upper class was worthless and irrelevant. I said to the Reiki master “I don’t think like this!?”

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He was mountain climbing and someone slipped. The Reiki master asked me to “ask” who this was in this life and it was my daughter.

He also raped one of the peasant women.

I experienced another past life where I was a man when I did an exchange of service for someone. The person balanced my chakras in exchange for a “reading”

When we got to my solar plexus chakra I told him that the problem was a past life. He told me to go there!

This was the most lucid past life I had ever experienced.

I was black; very tall and performing human sacrifices in Egypt. People that I told the story to have told me that they didn’t have human sacrifices in Egypt and my reply was Yes they did I was there!

The sword that I used look something like a Turkish sword but not quite the same.

I killed myself with the sword in this Egyptian life because I hated what I did.

 

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Unlike clairvoyance, re incarnation it is difficult to prove.

Australian psychologist and hypnotherapist, Peter Ramster created a television documentary in 1983 He also wrote a book that was published in 1980 Called “The Truth About Reincarnation” where he regresses subjects to past lives for which  he is able to check details.

 

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When Mum Died

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My Mother died on the 6th September 2012.

I had only recently found her permanent placement in a local nursing home.

The staff at this particular nursing home were so good to her. Mum loved to watch “Charmed” which was on at midday. They allowed her to have her lunch in her room so that she could watch her favourite programme.

On the Thursday she died I had not even intended to visit but for some reason I decided that I had better go in and see her. I was going to spend the whole of Friday with her and stay for lunch. This particular nursing home required a weeks’ notice for family or friends to stay for lunch.

She was in bed when I arrived and I had been told by the staff that she had a chest infection.

I noticed that she had a large black hole in her aura. Behind this hole was an angel. Of which I could only see the edges. I see angels as white light with a vaguely humanoid shape and wings. When I told mum that she had a huge hole in her aura she said “That’s not good!” I told her that I thought it may just be her chest infection.

Later that day the registered nurse phone to say that the doctor had prescribed antibiotics.

At 8-30 that night I received a phone call saying that Mum had passed away.

I went into the nursing home for approximately an hour and an half.  I contacted my children on my mobile phone from the nursing home I then returned home to make more phone calls. The UK was not a problem to call as it was the middle of the day over there. I also contacted local friends of Mum’s whom I knew would prefer to be told immediately.

One lady an ex carer of mum’s asked me if I would be able to sleep. I told her that I was used to not sleeping.

That night while lying awake in bed I saw Mum & Dad walking toward me holding hands.

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Dad said “we’ll help you” Mum didn’t “say” anything.

I have since had more contact with Mum showing herself; young; with long hair; walking with a young boy approximately four years old whom I presumed was my cousin Ken.

I know many people “talk” to loved ones that have died. But not many expect and answer.   😀

Blessed be

Clairvoyance Isn’t Something That You Believe In Or Don’t Believe In It Just IS

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When my daughter’s paternal grandfather was alive he would ridicule me for my clairvoyance and say that there was nothing after death. He claimed that he knew this because he had died several times.

I was running a psychic development group in 1991. Someone “saw” my ex father-in-law. Actually what they described was a photo of Barney and his brother in their army uniforms. I was able to connect with Barney at this time. He was “saying” you were right and jumping around. I told him that this didn’t prove anything to me. I said “I know what you look like; I know what you sound like and I know what you think; show me something that I don’t know.” (Not out loud!)

 

Firstly he showed me one of my daughter’s horses that he claimed had gone through the meat works. I told him I wasn’t going to check this up. Too upsetting! He then showed me a “duck” and lifted the head off. He said “Where is the duck?”

 

But my mind went to something familiar. I associated this duck with a rocker duck that Barney had made for my daughter when she was a baby.  I tried to find out what had happened to the rocker.

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Two weeks later I went to my daughters for dinner. In the kitchen there was a biscuit barrel. A duck! And the head came off. I asked my daughter who had bought this for her. She told me Grandma and Granddad.

In January 1992 while I was sitting outside knitting. (This was my stopping smoking therapy!)

I “saw” my daughter’s paternal grandfather.

My initial response was “What do you want?”

He gave me some information pertaining to a male friend which is not relevant to this story.

He then told me that he was reincarnating as my daughter’s son in August.

Many years later my daughter had her first child. A boy; born in August . I had forgotten Barney’s message until a pagan friend whom had been sending healing to the baby wrote to me that there was a reincarnation link with this child. She thought it my daughter’s grandfather.

Re the “seeing” and “communication” everything flashes in a fraction of a second.                Clairaudience is often way too fast to understand. For me “seeing”; “hearing” and even “concepts” flash in a fraction of a second. 

I know that there are many people who have similar stories to share:

I have many similar stories all making me question the nature of reality and life and death.

Vegan

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“The Only Thing Necessary for the Triumph of Evil is that Good Men Do Nothing”

John F. Kennedy? Edmund Burke? R. Murray Hyslop? Charles F. Aked? John Stuart Mill?

 

After returning from a podiatrist appointment: someone I have never met before.

We had the most interesting conversation:

We were discussing the meat industry.

He said he thought that humans were alien to this planet.

I have theorised (half jokingly) for approximately two decades that we were genetically engineered by E T ‘s?

He was telling me about a tribe in Africa that spoke to and thanked the animal they were about to kill and I discussed my disgust of our meat industry.

I became a vegetarian in the 1970’s and joined Animal Liberation

I would have liked to have stopped eating meat as a child after I found out where meat came from: But the person who gave birth to me bashed me when I refused to eat meat: served the same meal to me for breakfast lunch and tea until I ate it and threatened to have me put in a mental institution for caring about livestock: Something that was quite possible in those days. People were certified insane when families wanted them out of the way!

The husband of one of my staff in 1982 asked me to report that suckie calves were left to die of dehydration and starvation.

The person that I spoke to at the RESPCA called me a liar and a trouble maker: I put something in writing and was ignored: Over the years I have heard many horror stories about the RSPCA

I have been informed by people that either work at the abattoirs or visit same that all newborns are still left to die of dehydration and starvation. Someone that worked there told me that the drug companies requested this!

This podiatrist explained to me why he thought so. The drug companies harvest the hormones produced from the death.

If there were not so many humans on this planet factory farming and the abattoirs set up wouldn’t happen.

If humans had any sense at all they would have implemented zero population growth long ago.

But as I said in a previous blog to fit in with the human culture it is necessary to be a mindless automaton: to be successful in supporting the Protestant ethic one must be a sociopath and a narcissist.

I have copped abuse and ridicule for being a vegetarian and told “this is why we grow them!” or “It’s nature” Really there is no Adrenalin rush from the hunt! They just que up watching others being slaughtered: I just go into horror when I think of the life of a “scape goat”.

To end on a positive note.

I am often reminded me that there are caring people who think beyond what the media tells them. And don’t support industries like the meat industry; drug companies and cosmetic companies that test on animals.

I became a “fan” of Ellen when I found out that she and her beautiful wife Portia were vegan. I  am pleased that so many “high profile” people are vegetarian. I googled names and there are so many I decided not to bore you  😛

Peter Brock and Ben Affleck were vegetarians I was already aware of before I googled.

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Blessed Be

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