What if...We All Had Past LIves?

Honestly I believe we have all had past lives. Whether they were in the distant past or in a simultaneous past that is currently parallel to our present I cannot say. Can I prove it to you? Probably not if you don't want to believe.

I am definitely drawn to certain places and time periods and find myself writing about these. Not so much from my imagination but more from the heart of me. The words and conversations that I write flow from me like a memory. They can make me smile or make me cry.

I am drawn to the creative arts be it writing, music, dance or art. I believe this has always been the case in my past lives. Recently I had a past life reading done and have been told that this is truly the case! There was more that I was told and it just stunned me and I know it to be true. I am truly amazed and blessed!

Writing

This is a process....
have an idea
make a plan
get information
write a draft
review
write more
review
change
rewrite
edit
edit some more
add more

 

A good work in progress takes time!

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Abundance

I cannot begin to tell you the peace that I have found... new friends that are really old cherished friends...souls from lives long ago...they come to me in different ways...teachers to ease me into my purpose...the chance to be a student awakening to my true self...a heart filled with joy at the smallest of miracles...loved than I could ever imagine... feeling more love than I could have ever thought possible...a heart that is overflowing with love for all...rediscovering my craft and I, graced to have more than one...a wonderful life...chances to share my heart with others...to share my light and give others hope...really what more could I ask for as I am filled with abundance, with love, peace and light but more of the same. 

I am...

 

Work

 

TREES

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone.
They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits wh...o have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfill themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves.
Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.
~ Herman Hesse

Stopping the Separation and Becoming One

Normally I am easy to please and I go with the flow. However, as I grow spiritually, I find that I feel strongly about some things that I never considered before. This journey of exploring my inner self has not been easy for me. I have struggled and fought my inner self. I have cried and have come near to a nervous break down. I have confused those closest to me that do not understand what I feel or believe. I have considered quitting my job. People that I work with have noticed changes in me and asked me if there is something wrong. Family has criticized me for writing asking what I could possibly have to say that is important. They think I am depressed, sudued and not my usual peppy self. This takes energy and time to reflect and turn in toward yourself and explore. Yes I do it at rest and in a meditative state but then living it as part of me fights against it is the hard part. Learning to use my voice to say what I feel has been the hardest part for I have been the doormat, the brunt of the jokes, and treated like I only have half a brain. I despise conflict and would rather mutely let things go by unchecked and unsaid.

Things are changing in me. In one sense I have opened a whole new can of worms. Do I regret that? No way! I am learning about my true self, what I truly believe in. It is difficult that I feel conflict in some areas such as my job but I will come to terms with that. To those who think I have nothing to say you are wrong! I have much to say whether you are open and receptive to hear it or not is your problem. I am tired of being the doormat and being treated like I am stupid.  I am book smart, my IQ is near 160, I don't laugh at the same things you do, I appreciate things that you do not. It is a choice on my part. The choice to be different you see has always been there for me. The only difference now is that I am willing to tell you it is my choice if need be.

I have an appreciation for love, for nature, for family, friends, children with their thirst for love, for animals and their acceptance and love for us. I am grateful for each day, each person I love and the moments I get to spend with them. What I will not do, is feed off of your negativity, your fear or your hate. I will not accept that you treat me less than the soul filled person I am. I will not ask you to change your beliefs and I will not belittle or condemn you for them. I am not better nor any less than you. I am not driven by money or status for that doesn't matter.  Money and status do not leave this world with us. What remains when we leave this world is the impressions and love we leave others with.

Our world needs healed. Our focus needs changed. We need to change from a society that is segregated and focused on differences into one that is united and one. I am not saying that we need to give up our beliefs and religions because we are all free to choose. What we need to move beyond is our views that we are all different and cannot get along. We all love, we all need love. We all have families and problems. We all feel pain and we all struggle.

What we should focus on is our similarities, our ability to love, to share, to learn, to grow and to help each other solve our problems. If we all looked exactly alike and acted exactly the same our world would be the most boring place in the entire universe. We should celebrate that we are all ONE, that we are a most enormous family.  And so today after sitting through a Black History program at school I said to my boss, "I am tired of how we celebrate this month and yet we do not celebrate Hispanic-American month, or Native American month, or Asian- American month, or European-American month. I feel it makes us segregated, separated because we do not do them all. What if we changed all that? What if we celebrated: WE ARE ALL ONE AND WE ARE ALL CONNECTED?" And my boss said, "That would be nice and that is interesting!"

So my goal is to bring a new course of study to my students that embraces the basics of love and respect for each other. And from there perhaps it will spread.


We should embrace each other and be tolerant. Be kind and graceful with one another because our days are to short to hate and fight. We must join together to give our children a better home and better future than ours. Better does not mean to be lazier or have more technology or money. These will pass just as we will. So be kind to yourself and to others, but especially yourself. You are all you really have.