Past Forward

Saturday, May 8, 2010 

George called last night. It was his first time. But George is a man who knows exactly what he wants. He'd heard I can access Akashic Records (past lives). I have his permission to divulge a portion of our conversation. George is, of course, not his name.

"I've met this girl and she's like nobody else," George said, "I feel like we've been together before and it didn't work out. When I'm with her I feel so good. I just don't want to screw it up this time." He wanted to relive a past life with this woman.

"You know, George," I said, "if you'd like to look in on a past life with your beloved, you can. It's not really necessary to relive the experience."

"I know," he said, "But I feel like that would be the best way to get this out of my system."

It took me a moment or two of viewing till the most pertinent lifetime presented itself. There were two that seemed especially relevant. I chose the one that felt more urgent.

Then, across the miles, George and I held hands and stepped into 15th century Spain. He and the woman he now loves were children. They were in love and they were Jews--in the time of Torquemada , a.k.a. the Grand Inquisitor.

The edict had gone out and their families had a choice: leave the country, convert or be sacrificed in an auto da fe . The families hadn't the means to leave. His parents were forcibly converted while hers continued to refuse. George had watched in horror as his beloved and her family were put to death.

Once he'd effectively relived that episode, George was able to see that he hadn't "screwed" anything up. He'd simply been living in a time of great oppression and turmoil. Understanding that he could have done nothing to save the girl he loved, went a ways toward relieving the guilt he'd been feeling--that suspicion that he' had done, or was about to do something wrong.

We did a brief intervention to remove the negative charge from that lifetime's experience, so that he can move forward with his girl in this one, minus the guilt.

"Now let's explore that other lifetime," George said. Talk about stamina!

We found ourselves in a salon in 18th century Sweden. This one was run by a dominant older woman whose pleasure was derived from the sexual humiliation of her guests. But that is another story.

Best,

Diane