tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67109156101892312752024-03-13T12:41:00.493-07:00Akashic Records: Case Studies of Past LivesThe Akashic Records are the record on the inner planes of all the "past," future and parallel lives of everyone, as well as their reasons for incarnating this time around. Find out who you really are. You are so much more than this one lifetime! We are immortal beings,coming back again and again to learn, grow, and merge once again with Creator-Source. It is when we know who we are more fully that our bodies and minds heal and our Spirits begin to SOAR!Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-57274471004428292812020-03-02T14:00:00.002-08:002020-03-02T14:03:13.110-08:00 "How to Do Past Life Readings" - The Lois Wetzel Method<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Lois is now offering a self-study online class on "How to Do Past Life Readings," - The Lois Wetzel Method. Just follow this link:<br />
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"Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone's Soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd." ~ RUMI</div>
Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-69925506386156938352019-12-05T08:13:00.001-08:002019-12-05T08:13:49.493-08:00How to do Past Life Readings - Class<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This seems the perfect place to announce that within the next few months I will release a class for self-study online: How to Do Past Life Readings from the Akashic Records. I will teach others the way that I do them. The class will include a manual, a YouTube video, and audio files to help you learn the material. I have finally accepted that there are many people who will be able to do them simply from taking a class like this, and that not everyone needs to be in my presence to learn this. I have mother-hen tendencies, so I would rather be there, but it is not always practical to teach everything like this.<br />
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If you want to be notified when this class is ready to take, just sign up for my newsletter online at my primary website: <a href="http://hotpinklotus.com/" target="_blank">Hot Pink Lotus</a>. This is how I will notify everyone, via email announcement to the newsletter list.<br />
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Most people do not realize that children often report details of their previous lives, and when checked out are quite accurate. These are facts, situations and locations they could not have known about in any other way than if they had reincarnated. This provides very powerful evidence of memories from past lives in these children. Not only are these real experiences, they are much more common than hardly anyone realizes.<br />
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The sad thing is that most parents do not notice what their children are talking about and miss the opportunities to help them heal from past life trauma.<br />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-14595903998541840772019-01-13T13:34:00.003-08:002019-01-13T14:13:58.992-08:00Organic, Conscious Conveyances<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"I'm seeing a lifetime in which you, your husband and the boys were all</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">to another like a car does now). There are all kinds of things here I've never seen before.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I'm seeing the four of you and you are</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> between 11 and 16, so you were born close together. There's one set of twins </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">and I'm not sure who it is - and they're* telling me it doesn't matter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">You are all standing at the top of a mountain with clouds below and you're</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> waiting for something. Then these glowing orbs which look like they're </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">made out of paper—you know like rice paper? But they are quite large, and they are not really </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">made of rice paper, they just look like it. As they come gently floating toward you I can see that they </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">have these strings or ropes or something very delicate and beautiful hanging down the sides starting at the top of the orbs. The orbs are softly glowing from within and are quite beautiful to see. Four ropes are hanging down from each one, spaced equidistant from each other. When the orbs come close, you put your feet in the loops at t</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">he end of these ropes dangling under the orbs. There is one rope for each foot and one for each hand. </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">You wrap the rope around the arm just above the elbow and then hang on </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">with your hands, and slip your feet into the other two loops. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The rope is made of something resembling a type of soft, silken fiber. For that reason it does not scratch human skin. It also picks up subtle signals from your body and responds to the slightest change in your position, your heart rate, breathing, skin temperature and so on. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">These are highly technologically evolved conveyances. In a way they are like machines, but they also are partly organic and clearly alive in that they respond to your thoughts as well, as you float through the air. You are riding them, and not only is this a fun thing to do, it is also considered to a spiritual experience because they exchange a distinctly spiritual energy with humans. For this reason it is considered a type of worship. You are out in nature, it is inspiring and gorgeous floating above the Earth like this, so this is easily a manner of worship. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Therefore, what looks like a fun sport actually was additionally a method of training for a certain kind of...priesthood is the word I'm hearing - that's the closest term we have to it...priesthood. Actually this joyful activity led to controlling these orbs or interacting with them and telling them </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">telepathically </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">where you wanted to go. Ultimately this was a form of training for your consciousness so </span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue", arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">later</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue", arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"> you could become starship navigators. And that meant eventually using your mind to navigate much larger conscious machines which actually could travel into outer space or under the ocean or through mountains because you could change the vibration of the machines and everything in them including the people with your mind. In this way everything, including people, could pass through earth, water, and space without being harmed. So in this lifetime the four of you are extremely interesting people you know? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have never, ever seen these glorious floating devices before in any reading. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Your guides and the Guardians of the Records wanted you to know about this. There does not seem to be anything having to do with karma here, just information that you needed for some reason, or it would not have shown up otherwise. Use your judgement as to whether to share this with the others, or maybe when to share it. In time it will become clear why you needed to know this. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Many times I hear from people several years after their readings were done, and they tell me about it when they finally realized what something meant that had not meant anything to them at the time of the reading. These readings have a way of ripening and unfolding over time.</span><br />
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In my first book, <i>Akashic Records: Case Studies</i> I reported that I had told a female client that she would have one more child, which almost never happens in a past life reading. Rarely does anyone get a message about the future, but it happened this time! I got an email back from her, which I also reported in the book, that she did not think this was going to happen as she had had her fallopian tubes tied. I responded that it might still be that she would have a child, people had been known to have this procedure reversed. She was extremely doubtful that she would ever make such a decision, given some of her past experiences. I asked her to please let me know how things unfolded. <br />
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Just last month, which turns out to have been many years after her reading, I got the following email from her:<br />
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I promised an update on the additional pregnancy you mentioned in my reading featured in your past lives book. I had my tubal ligation surgery reversed last March, and I am now pregnant.<br />
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I want you to know that I may have been a little more apprehensive had I not had the information my Guides gave me several years ago through you, but I think I still would have done it. The only difference being my level of confidence with its success.<br />
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I've had my own messages regarding this baby including the month that I would become pregnant and the gender being a girl (by my partner in one of his dreams before we even lived together). This whole situation has been surrounded by the Divine, and I wanted to thank you for that blessing.<br />
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one of her questions for me was why she often looked at her husband, whom she
loved, and wondered what they were doing together. She was not entirely sure this was
the man she was supposed to be with even though it was a good marriage, and wondered if there were a past life
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In the first past life I am seeing you are in a culture where
marriages are arranged by the couples’ families consulting with astrologers. Marriages
have happened like this in many civilizations, and is probably not a bad idea
actually, considering how many marriages fail these days. You were in a
situation where you had very little choice in the matter of who you married,
and this was difficult because you were not in a culture which allowed women to
protest this kind of thing. Yet you decided you absolutely did not want to
marry the man who had been picked out for you without actually knowing him. Being
introduced formally, you saw him face to face, and thought he was quite ugly.
As you were a very beautiful woman, you thought that you would like them to try
again, please. You did not know how you could possibly come to love such an
ugly man. In other words, you did not know how you could ever make love to a
man who looked like that. You did not quite have the concept of romantic love,
that was not part of your culture. But you did think there should be some kind
of immediate attraction. In most cultures, romantic love was known to be a
thing that was short-lived, and that if you wished to be happy, you would not
marry for that alone. Romantic love was something children played around with,
but adults did not make life-long decisions based on something so transitory.<br />
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Feeling certain that you could not have a happy marriage you decided to refuse him. Yet he really was the best choice for you astrologically, and you would have got past the way he looked quickly. What you did not realize, because you were a virgin, was that the way he smelled, how his skin felt, and simple sexual chemistry mattered more than his looks. You would truly have been compatible in that way. It was such a missed opportunity!<br />
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Your Souls decided to reincarnate this time to be together,
because you were supposed to be last time, only this time you are not quite as
compatible. Marrying him was something that you had agreed to do in that
lifetime, before you ever incarnated. Because you did not, you came back to do
it in this lifetime, to balance the karma of not having kept your agreement to
marry him previously. And this time you came to actually be in love with him, more
in the way you thought you should be in that prior life. Yet there are things
missing that you would have had in that prior one. And you will just have to
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So that is what you are doing with this man in this
lifetime, and why you sometimes wonder if you belong with him. That is a
feeling that is carrying over from the prior life – that you do not belong
together. It may very well be that once you hear this, you will no longer have
doubts. Hearing about it may just heal you so that the feeling does not carry
over any more. Hearing about a past life often heals unexpected things in odd
ways. And then you feel like, oh, yeah. I am supposed to be with this guy.
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Sorry I did not give feedback earlier, I tend to be bad at giving feedback. I thought you would like to know that I actually saw the vision at the same time you were remotely connecting to me. I didn't hear the narration, I just saw the image. Also, I did not see all the lives, just the first one that meant the most to me. At around 4 am in the morning I found myself coming out of deep sleep and felt my eyes flutter uncontrollably and head feel pressurized as I saw an image with vibrant emerald green colors and a beautiful young Asian female being walked into a room with two people on either side of her, as if she was being revealed for the first time after coming of age. </div>
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She did not appear happy as if she was forced to be there. The image was brief because I got so excited knowing you must have been doing my reading. As my conscious mind took over I found that the image faded and was gone. As I went through my day I told myself that maybe it was a vivid dream, but by 2 pm that same day you emailed me my reading I knew my vision was not a dream. As I listened to your reading I did not see the image but did feel the same uncontrollable flutter with my eyes as I listened to your reading. I felt tears flow down my face and my heart feel broken during the first reading. </div>
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Apparently, in that life, I rejected an arranged marriage with my current husband in this life. However, in this life, I love my husband very much and he loves me but sometimes in the beginning or every now and then I get feelings asking why we are together. We don't argue much and get along well and have 2 beautiful girls. I know I am with the man I was meant to be with but never understood why those feelings popped up. After listening to your reading I now understand why I questioned us in the beginning and on occasion. He is so loving and caring and has such a big heart; I'm glad I chose to come into this life to experience love with him. Even there were times I had questions, I always had a greater feeling that I was always with the man I was meant to marry. I had come across your audiobook over the Christmas holiday and wondered whether you could answer my question and I'm very glad and thankful to you. I guess I should have emailed you earlier but I tend to be bad with feedback.</div>
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As for the other readings, I'm currently at a crossroads on what I want to do with my career. The overwhelming message is I need to do it and am strong enough to do it. It's like the extra nudge I need to light the fire in me. </div>
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<span style="border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: 600; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Recommended: <span style="border: 0px; color: blue; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="http://gostica.com/soul-science/science-reincarnation-dr-stevensons-life-work/" style="border: 0px; color: blue; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; transition-duration: 0.2s; transition-timing-function: ease; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">The Science Of Reincarnation — Dr. Stevenson’s Life Work</a></span></span></em></span></div>
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<span style="border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: 600; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">One of the more detailed accounts is by Cade</span></em></span>, a young boy who began experiencing chilling nightmares of 9/11 at the age of 3. Details he gave included the name of a 40 year old victim (Robert E. Pattison), a businessman who worked on the 110th floor and could see the Statue of Liberty from his office window.</span></div>
<div style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin-bottom: 1em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He spoke at an early age about planes falling from the sky and also of them crashing into buildings. Although several of the many facts Cade provided did not check out, some information did, enough that his parents do believe that Cade was there in some way on that fateful day.</span></div>
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<span style="border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: 600; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Recently, I interviewed a woman that shared with me her experiences with 8 year old son</span></em></span>, who has been talking about what she believes is 9/11. In addition to nightmares of dying in a raging fire, he named a co-worker that he was trying courageously to save, but was blocked by the ceiling caving in.</span></div>
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<span style="border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Her son is certain he worked on the 54th floor of the WTC. Most of the information she shared with me was from his earlier years. Now that he is 8, she felt that he might soon begin to forget these memories as they are replaced by his own.</span></div>
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<span style="border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: 600; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Recommended: <span style="border: 0px; color: blue; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="http://gostica.com/soul-science/past-life-according-memories/" style="border: 0px; color: blue; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; transition-duration: 0.2s; transition-timing-function: ease; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Who Were You In Your Past Life According To Your Memories?</a></span></span></em></span></div>
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<em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">While these are all fascinating cases, the challenge has been proving that they are, in fact, tales of reincarnation.</span></span></em></h5>
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-39731686699736460412016-03-07T06:04:00.000-08:002019-08-06T11:12:48.033-07:00Civil War Surgeon<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In reporting a past life memory of my own which happened a couple of years back. I am quite clear it does not prove anything to anyone but me,
especially due to the unreliability of combat records. Despite my current hesitation to talk about my own past lives, I will this time, since I suspect it will have benefit to others.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Off and on over the years I had thought about how I almost
never see anything that is “left-brained proof” of these past life readings
being real, like names and dates. I had no proof except to the people I do them
for—since they know things about themselves I do not previously know that the
past lives readings reference. So I said aloud to my guides that I was ready to see
some kind of "proof" that I was seeing real past lives. The guides had always said names and dates and the like were simply distractions from what was important. What happened to the person was what mattered--the experience--and history often writes untruths. </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> What comes to mind as I say that I asked for "proof" is a reminder to be careful what I wish for and how I word
it. And I already knew that! So as I write this I am laughing at myself.</span></b><br />
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<b><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> A few days after I said that, I was
working with a client named Jenny. She was lying on my treatment table when she turned her face to me and out-of-the-blue said, “I know I fought in the
American Civil War and died there.” I replied that I had not been involved in
that war, meaning I had no memory of fighting in that one. I was half in trance at the time since I was doing energy medicine for Jenny, as I go into a light trance to do that work. </span></b></b><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Just as I said those words to her,
my own open eyes were staring off into space while looking at the sage green
wall behind the treatment table. Then instantly in my mind’s eye I saw myself looking into a mirror shaving. I
was out-of-doors and the mirror was hanging from a tree. I gasped. As I looked
into the mirror I could see that I had a good-looking, well-shaped full beard
which was slightly graying. I was shaving my cheeks above the beard with a
straight razor. I had blue eyes, shoulder length loosely curling brown hair,
and a Union uniform on with suspenders dropped off my shoulders. I was not of
slight build, but muscular, strong and even a bit beefy. I knew I was not only an
officer in his mid-forties, but a surgeon as well. I was a “saw-bones” as they
called them because of the frequent amputations those unfortunate men were
called to perform out in the field without the grace of anesthesia. These men
were saving lives, but cutting on people without anesthesia is just torture to
the compassionate heart. I jumped as I gasped, looked at Jenny, and said, “I <u>was</u>
there! Oh my God, I was a field surgeon,” my heart sinking.</span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Remembering it was Jenny’s session
and not mine, I dropped it and went back to focusing on Jenny. I completed the
full session. </span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> The next morning, still half asleep,
I tried an experiment. I sat in my chair with my green tea and asked to see
what else I needed to know about being a Civil War surgeon. The day I had seen
myself shaving turned out to be my last. That late morning, our field hospital
was overrun by the "Johnny Rebs." I was in the middle of an amputation of the
lower left leg of a fourteen-year-old soldier. I refused to leave him
half-finished, and as the tent was being breached, I held out my right hand,
between thumb and forefinger, with the scalpel in it sideways, the last three
fingers up, palm outward—to indicate to the nearest soldier to stop. The last
thing I saw was the blood-lust in his eyes as he pierced me through the lower
part of my heart with a long spear-like knife mounted on the end of his rifle.
I dropped to the ground. It took me about three minutes to die, gasping. Oddly,
I did not feel sad or angry, but relieved as I floated up and out of my body.
After I saw the end of that lifetime, I rested a minute and then opened my
eyes. </span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Next I sat down at my desk,
took a scrap of paper and pencil and said something to my guides like, okay, if
I was a field surgeon in the Civil War, what was my name? I heard Davis and
Evans. I wrote them both down. I was annoyed because they could not make up
their minds which one of these was my last name. But I continued in spite of my annoyance with
them. Next I asked which state I was from, they said Indiana. Right. Indiana,
sure. Why have I no interest in going to Indiana? I do not feel connected to
Indiana at all. Silence. Next I asked, Infantry or Artillery? They answered
Infantry.</span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Then I turned on the computer,
searched for a roster of people who served as surgeons in the Union in the
American Civil War, and found Indiana in a book from the “Harvard Library
Roster of Regimental Surgeons and Assistant Surgeons, in the Late War, with
Their Service and Last-Known Post-Office Address”. Then I looked for entries in
the infantry section. I found no one named Davis, so I kept going. When I got
to the Indiana 69<sup>th</sup> infantry section, under the “E’s” I found a man
named Evans. First name: David; middle initial S. </span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> They were not saying Davis and
Evans. Lord in heaven, they were saying David S. Evans. Term of service was
about four years—the entire war. He was reported killed in March of 1864. I
closed my eyes, trying not to hyperventilate. This actually frightened me.</span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Having accepted that what I had been
doing all these years was real based upon the clients telling me how spot on I
was about things, I was still unprepared that I would be given a full name and
such detail as where he was from. </span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Over time, I “snapped to” about a
lot of things. That lifetime explained why I get annoyed slightly when I see
one of those goofy-looking beards so many men had during that era. Everything
shaved but the neck, chin and lower jaw, for example. Odd shaving patterns just
look stupid to me to this day. Why on earth would I care about that? I believe
this comes from the opinion of a long dead man who prided himself on having the
handsome, full, well-groomed beard of a gentleman. Those strangely shaped beards just looked
like the mark of punks to Dr. Evans. </span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> That lifetime also explains why
every time I see someone with seriously injured arms or legs on television
shows I silently think, now, how would I do that amputation if I were there and
it were needed? I do not know where to cut the skin to do that amputation to
leave enough skin, or the locations of the blood vessels, nor where to cut the
muscles, how much to leave and how much to remove, nor do I have the tools or
knowledge to cut the bone correctly so that it does not splinter. There is so
much I do not know about amputations that I feel slightly vulnerable. But since
I will never do an amputation in this lifetime, I also have not bothered to
learn these skills nor read about them, either.
These are passing thoughts as I see films or watch television. The
prevalent part of me, Lois, knows that I do not need that skill. And I had
never said anything to anyone about this odd thought process which occasionally
flitted across my mind like a cloud passing before remembering that past life,
either. I just let it pass like many other odd thoughts.</span></b></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Yes, yes, I know. That was why I was
laughing earlier: this is clearly not proof to anyone but me. And a detailed
search of the records might not agree fully with what I had seen, since records
during wartime are often seriously compromised. However, I had said to my guides
that I was ready to get some specific details like names, dates, or locations
and check them against the historical record to see proof that a past life was
real. And soon thereafter it happened – I got enough information to convince me
that it was real. </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> The guides do have a sense of humor.
Never let it be said they do not!</span></b> <b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">What I failed to say
was that a second person should be involved in this so that someone besides me
would know—so that I would have a witness that the experience unfolded for me
as I said. But the guides gave me what I asked for. Now I have further
confirmation, for myself at least, that what I see in my readings is real. I take the risk of reporting this to others because it is interesting to me and might be to others,
plus there are important lessons here for those who are ready for them.</span></b></div>
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-11515940317051408202015-10-14T09:59:00.000-07:002015-10-14T10:13:38.918-07:00The Dove Keeper<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Lois:</b> In the first lifetime I’m seeing you are a keeper of doves.
They are housed in a kind of a brick or stone structure, and this was a long time ago—several hundreds of
years ago. I’m not sure exactly what the location is, but it’s not one I’m
familiar with. It doesn’t look like you’re from the Americas or Asia—could be North
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So as I was saying, I see that you’re tending doves; that’s your job. You collect the eggs, feed the doves, and make sure there are no predators nearby. This structure in which they are housed is a
cylindrical building that looks like it was made by hand with stones that are
light colored…sort of like limestone. The mortar is handmade mortar, and this building is lovely but rough-hewn looking. You have a nice,
sturdy wooden ladder with big steps that you climb to get about thirty feet above the floor in order to reach the
height where the doves stay. In addition to collecting eggs, you clean out the bird droppings which is used for
fertilizer and collect the feathers which are used for a variety of things
from decorative uses to stuffing pillows and so on. It is a very important job and
it has a certain sacred ritual pattern to which you were required to adhere.
The ritual was considered important to the relationship between the human kingdom and
the dove kingdom. This is your calling. It’s like a shaman’s
calling—a dove keeper's calling was so important. Part of it had to do with
something that is not mundane like we were just talking about with gathering
feathers and taking the droppings to the garden and all that. </div>
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That part was that you also had a mind-to-mind communication with the doves
which was not that uncommon in a many other cultures; American Indians
did it as well. There was a type of divination, actually, that went along with
becoming a dove-keeper. Only psychic people were asked to do it and that was
your sole and sacred responsibility: taking care of those doves. You were also charged with passing
on any messages the dove kingdom wanted to send to the human kingdom such as
warnings: bad weather is coming in, or an army is invading or locusts are on their
way. Doves flew around saw things and they had friends who did this, too, and they could
tell you all what was on the horizon in more than one way. Because of the importance of your job, you were required to remain unmarried and childless. This work was an all-consuming thing. The
understanding in those days was that it took all your time and energy to do this properly. <o:p></o:p></div>
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However, the day came when somebody was passing through town who took a fancy to you. He was unrelenting in his pursuit, and you had no experience with this kind of thing. This man also had learned that you were
supposed to be celibate, so he was also subtle and didn’t allow anyone
to see what he was up to. You are the only one who knew what he was up to - flirting and trying to seduce you. His pattern was that he went from town to town conquering women. Ultimately this young man, who
was very handsome and charming, witty and manipulative did manage to seduce you. After you
got pregnant, however, he high-tailed it out of town fast . You hid the pregnancy
as long as you could but your terror of what was going to happen to you—your
certainty of what was going to happen to you and the baby which was likely to be exile followed by death from lack of community support - was so overwhelming, so painful, so difficult that it actually drove you crazy. You experienced what we would call today a "brief psychotic break."</div>
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The baby finally did come. The community had figured out
what was going on after you had the breakdown. To your surprise, however, they actually had compassion for you
because they realized who it must have been who fathered the child. They had all been worried about their
daughters when that man was in town, but nobody worried about you, and they felt
badly that they hadn’t protected you from him. So after the baby was born, he
was taken from you because you couldn’t take care of him due to your mental state. The community was concerned you would neglect him to the point that he would be in trouble. </div>
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Sadly, you resented
that baby very much. Even though you were mentally ill in the beginning, as you
got better you still resented the baby more and more because if you hadn’t gotten
pregnant, none of this would’ve happened. No one ever would have known that you
had slipped up and you could have gone on with your life. You would never have
had your breakdown. </div>
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Of course, in keeping with their laws they had to find another keeper for the doves, and you were given some other task that was not at all demanding. You
did not raise your child but for the rest of your life, you resented him because
you blamed him. You did not blame yourself really, you did not blame the man who seduced you really, because he was not around to blame, but somewhere in the
deepest recesses of your heart, you blamed the child. This certainly was not logical—we know that, but
you felt it anyway.</div>
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Those two people are back in this current lifetime. The
man that made you mentally ill by seducing you, is back as your mentally ill son, Harold. He came back this time to experience mental illness so that he could
understand what it is like to be pushed over the edge, and how awful it is
not to have full control of your faculties. This is a learning experience for
him as a Soul. He wanted to know what that was like because it didn’t make any
sense to him when he heard that you lost your mind over it. He thought that was
silly and now he understands it at the Soul level. </div>
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The child you rejected and resented in your life back then has returned in your current lifetime as your
grandson, Maurice. Part of the reason you’re annoyed with him all the time is that the annoyance has carried forward from the prior life. You are taking care of him because you both agreed to that
before you incarnated this time. The agreement was that this time he would not be yours, and yet you
would take care of him anyway. So knowing that may help relieve your annoyance
with him somewhat. I suspect you resent his being there a little bit whether you’ve
admitted that to yourself or not. Most people would be thinking, "When do
I get to have my time? I raised my kids already and here I am raising another one." </div>
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But this is why: because you didn’t raise him last time, and you decided this time you would
raise him—somebody else’s kid—like other people did for you in the dove-keeper lifetime. About the time that he is old enough to
leave, which shouldn’t be that much longer, the karma is going to be
balanced and the two of you can go your own ways. You will find him far less annoying when he comes back to visit. As he grows older, you will see he is really
going to be a nice guy and you will take pleasure in his company.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>Here is Elise's feedback:</b></div>
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Dear Lois,<br />
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It has been about ten weeks
since I received my Akashic records reading. The more I listen the more my understanding and compassion deepen. I’ve told you in an earlier email that I relate with being a dove-keeper
in ancient times. I love and keep several pet birds and used to manage
fifty-four aviaries with my late husband, Charles, who passed in 2011. I feel he was with me in that life as a keeper of doves, though he
wasn’t on my question list and you didn’t mention it. My “knowing” is that Charles was
a leader who had compassion for me and influenced others on my behalf. Because of him I only lost my job and wasn’t
exiled along with my baby for breaking my celibacy. I got pregnant and resented the baby, my
grandson Maurice in this life. I’m sure Charles was one who felt badly for not
protecting me from the guy who seduced me and Charles judged the man as a scoundrel.
It makes sense that he and I agreed to have the “scoundrel” as our son Harold in
this life, a boy we raised from an innocent child and knew as a caring, smart
and athletic young man before he became mentally ill. </div>
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You also mentioned two lives in which I experienced brief
psychotic breaks. I had one in 1987 as well, but found the support I needed in
12 step self-help groups, where I got better by helping others. Interesting! </div>
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<i><u>Lois' note:</u> I had not known prior to doing the reading that she'd ever had any form of mental illness in her current lifetime.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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The resentment I felt for the baby who came to Earth as a
result of my indiscretion as a dove-keeper, and another life where he was my
brain-injured assistant in the kitchen, explains some things in my current
relationship with my grandson Maurice. I
feel more relaxed because of my awareness that I chose to do karmic work, and
that any frustration I feel, especially when he is doing (or not doing!)
kitchen chores, has deeper roots. <br />
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Thank you for this most helpful reading.</div>
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Love,</div>
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Elise</div>
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-15308997509815532932015-08-08T12:56:00.004-07:002015-08-08T12:56:49.310-07:00Anne Frank Did Not Die!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anne Frank did not die; her body did. Her Immortal Soul is reincarnated in Sweden, and even as a child knew her name was Anne Frank, Needless to say, she had nightmares as a child about Anne's life and early demise.<br />
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This and more about children who remember their past lives in this moving video.</div>
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-26152921924542395242015-02-28T06:08:00.000-08:002015-02-28T06:26:08.045-08:00Overlapping and Parallel Lifetimes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>This chapter is from <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Reincarnation-Past-Lives-Akashic-Record-ebook/dp/B00NFUOX9G/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1425132283&sr=1-1&keywords=reincarnation+past+lives" target="_blank">"Reincarnation: Past Lives and the Akashic Record"</a> available on Amazon/Kindle.</i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“Because a fact seems strange to you, you conclude
that it is not one…All science, however, commences by being strange. Science is
successive. It goes from one wonder to another. It mounts by a ladder. The
science of today would seem extravagant to the science of a former time.
Ptolemy would believe Newton mad.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></h3>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">~ </span></i><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Victor Hugo<o:p></o:p></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;">To address some commonly held
misconceptions that seem to have confused some readers, I want to explain about
parallel and overlapping lifetimes as I understand them at this time. From the
viewpoint of the Soul, which exists outside of time and space, everything is
happening at once—all our lifetimes are simultaneous. There is no linear time.
Just because a person assumes it is not possible to have more than one lifetime
going at the same time does not mean that any Soul, hers or anyone else’s, is
limited by that person’s lack of understanding. It should be no stretch at all
to think that the lives of two different personalities could overlap each other
by twenty years or even more—and by this I mean two persons with the same Soul.
Why on earth not, since everything is simultaneous anyway and time is merely an
illusion? So what if they overlapped by twenty or more years? The Soul (or
Oversoul as some call it) is far more powerful and unlimited than most of us
can even begin to imagine. The more experienced Souls have no trouble at all
multi-tasking like that. As Albert Einstein has implied in his theory of relativity,
linear time is just an illusion we have because we are on a spinning planet. It
actually does not exist at all. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">What I have realized is that the
illusion of linear time just makes things more convenient here at the Earth
School, so we can see “cause and effect.” This helps us grow as we learn from the
choices we make, so that in seeing our results, we can make better choices in
the future—an important part of our spiritual evolution. The understanding that
all our lifetimes are simultaneous also helps make it easier to understand how the
healing of an issue in one lifetime can affect all the others. Our individual
lifetimes are all interconnected, no matter when in linear time they appear to
have happened.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Another concept that most people
would rather not consider is that of parallel lifetimes. I am going to talk
about that briefly. This is how I understand parallel lives presently: every
time I make a major life decision, there is a fork in my life path. When I make
the decision, I split into dual versions of myself in space-time. One version
of me takes one path, and another takes the other. For example, the version of me
that did not get a divorce in 1988 died of cancer of the breast and uterus,
which simultaneously appeared in 1993. I would have lived to be only fifty-five
years of age had I remained in that marriage. I know this because my Guides
have told me. I had to get out of that relationship to do my spiritual work. My
spiritual work would never have happened within that highly unsupportive environment.
The ex-husband had successfully stopped me from doing what I was supposed to be
doing with my life many times before in prior lives, which I learned only after
I had left him. Although his personality is not conscious of this, at the Soul
level one of his pre-agreed-upon jobs in this lifetime was to offer resistance
once again so that I was forced to really stretch myself and be fiercely brave.
I needed to finally learn that lesson. The lesson was doing what I came here to
do no matter what—no matter how harsh the consequences of doing my mission.
When it became clear that I would have to leave him to do this, I was
terrified. He did make it difficult. But I finally did it—not as quickly as I now
wish I had, but I did it. I dug down deep, felt the fear, and did it anyway. If
I had not felt fear, the action would not have been courageous at all. Courage
is not the absence of fear. Courage is feeling the fear and doing it anyway. And
do not kid yourself, either, when the fork comes and you need to make a
decision—</span><i style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">not making a decision is also a decision.
You have just made the decision by default. Not deciding is like not showing up
for a soccer game you are scheduled to play. When you do not show up, you are
deciding to lose that game.</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">There was a decision to be made, a
fork in the road, and this time I took the more difficult one. It has made an
enormous difference. In this parallel lifetime, the one I am in right now—the
one I am writing from within—I had a lump in my breast and a large polyp
displaying high density dysplasia located on my uterine cervix which appeared simultaneously
in early 1993. But because this version of me had left the marriage and chosen
to walk my spiritual path, neither of these turned out to be malignant. I had
them surgically removed within a couple of weeks of each other, took pain pills
for a while, and kept on living. As a result, I not only get to do this amazing
work in the world, I got to attend both my sons’ weddings and welcome my first
grandchild into the world. And who knows what else awaits me!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">This is just one example of a fork
and the results of the two decisions. There have been others. We all have
them—several in each lifetime. Each time that occurs, my understanding is that a
parallel lifetime is created. The timeline splits, or replicates itself like a
cell dividing. The Universe is big enough to handle all of these parallel
timelines. It is infinite. Since they are far more fully aware than our
personalities, the Oversouls, Higher Selves, and the Guides do not have a
problem with this business of overlapping or parallel lives. Parallel and
overlapping lifetimes will maximize the Soul’s growth experiences, since we are
learning from multiple experiences of life and multiple choices all at once. It
is rather like taking several classes at the same time, rather than just one per
semester.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">There are different understandings
of parallel lives, and one of them states that there are many versions of
Cleopatra or George Washington in different versions of Earth, and that
different Souls inhabit each different version of each of us. I do not resonate
with this explanation, but I offer it here because there are many who believe
this is why several people may claim to be Napoleon or Saint Teresa. I believe
they share the same Monad, which is a ball of light like the Higher Self and
Oversoul, only more elevated, from which many Oversouls are descended, just as Higher
Selves come from the Oversouls. Because these Souls are all related via the
Monad, they are spiritually connected to these well-known personalities and can
access their memories as though they were their own. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">A fascinating example of parallels
that I will share with you is going to require that you just read it and either
accept or not accept what this man told me happened to him. I believe it, but
you must use your own discrimination. I have a former energy medicine client who
is now a friend, Todd, who has had three near-death experiences in his
sixty-five years on the planet. The first one, when he was twenty-seven years
of age, happened as he was driving over a very long bridge in Louisiana. He
went into the Light and was told many things, one of them being that he was not
finished with this lifetime and needed to go back to accomplish certain things.
Right after he left the Light and headed back toward his body, Todd became
aware of five parallel lifetimes, or five versions of himself. All had been
involved in the same type of horrific car accident he’d just had, and two
versions of the accidents were far worse than the others. In the worst two
accidents, Todd had died permanently. Yet he and two other surviving versions
were returning to their bodies simultaneously. He noticed that his own version
of the body was seriously damaged, so he decided to slip over into one of the
less-damaged versions. He almost made it, but at the last second was jerked
back over into his original body. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Todd spent a year convalescing in
the hospital. I recount this just to let you know that some people have actually
seen their parallels. Prior to that experience almost forty years ago, Todd, at
that time a professional scuba diver who worked mostly around oil rigs located
in the sea, had never heard of nor considered the notion of parallel selves or
parallel lives. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Now the following part of Todd’s
experience is rather hard to accept, but I know him and believe him. Feel free
to just let it go if you do not. It this is too much to accept, it is okay. Do
not worry if you cannot accept everything I write here. Just let what you
cannot accept be like a twig in the river. If you don’t like that twig, let it
float past you. If you stay on the river, you may find that you end up with a
collection of nice new twigs you do like, but please don’t feel you have to
collect them all. They are just concepts, after all. You certainly do not have
to accept each of them to accept some of them. So, here goes…one time just after
that near-death experience I mentioned, Todd was daydreaming and found himself
briefly inside the consciousness of one of the other Todds whom he had seen
while returning to his body after the car wreck. When this occurred, our Todd
was walking through an airport carrying a bag. The other Todd was walking
through a sunny meadow carpeted with flowers. Our Todd could not see the inside
of the airport for a minute or two, only the field of flowers, as if he were
actually there in the meadow. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Todd snapped back to attention when
a man walking toward him in the airport gasped loudly. Apparently while being
immersed inside the field-of-flowers-Todd’s consciousness, our Todd had walked
straight through a concrete pillar supporting the roof of the airport. The bags
he was carrying went through the pillar with him, too. At first, Todd glanced
at the shocked-looking man who was staring at him, smiled, and kept on walking.
Only when he looked back at the man did he realize that he had walked through
the three-foot-wide cement pillar. He quickly decided that it would not be a
good idea to hang around and try to explain what had happened. How could he
explain? What would he say? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">The quantum physicists do say this kind of
thing is possible, if we could only figure out how to do it. Todd has never
done this since. It was just a fluke. But many other people who have had NDEs also
report extremely strange occurrences afterward.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Quantum physics and its mechanics
actually allow for all the things I have mentioned, including reincarnation, parallel
realities and walking through solid objects, but most people are completely
unaware of the scientific advances in understanding of the past hundred years.
The consciousness of the average person in Western civilization is gridlocked at
the level of understanding held by the scientific community of a hundred years
past. In addition, most people, even scientists, still believe that empiricism
is the only way to prove if something is real or true. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">For those who do not know, scientific
empiricism goes something like this. You measure and observe something, posit a
theory or hypothesis about it, create an instrument or plan to test the hypothesis,
conduct the test, collect the data from the test, and then statistically
analyze that data so you can draw a conclusion from that data which is then
assumed to be true. If it is good research, some other scientist can do the
same exact thing you did and get the same results. This works well for certain
things but, in actuality, this is a limited approach. Many things are real, we
know they are real, and yet they cannot be empirically tested, proven and, most
especially, they cannot be replicated. The most obvious example would be the
existence of love, or the appearance of a “ghost.” For some of us, this also
includes the existence of the Soul and the Creator—at least for now. My
intuitive sense is we will soon discover another way of proving reality beyond
empiricism. For the time being, however, we must trust in our experiences. And
why would we not trust our own experience? Reality is true, whether the
scientific community currently accepts it as true yet or not. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Albert Einstein once said imagination
is more important than knowledge. I believe the reason he said this was because
he was fully aware that knowledge—scientific or otherwise—is constantly being
updated. We learn more all the time. Scientific knowledge is not static. Imagination
helps us grow the body of knowledge. Scientists without an active imagination could
never try new experiments. They would just replicate the experiments of others,
and human knowledge and progress would come to a standstill. But that is not a
problem for us right now. In fact, at this point in time, knowledge is
increasing at a faster rate than ever before in our known history. It is truly
impossible to keep up with it all. The best way to cope with that level of
uncertainty is to remain wildly open-minded. Consider everything while
exercising discrimination.</span></div>
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-63128873012735615812015-02-12T08:06:00.000-08:002015-02-12T08:20:39.377-08:00Meltdown Over an Actor!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This is from a series of single lifetimes in one chapter of my latest book, "Reincarnation: Past Lives and the Akashic Record." Doing this reading was very powerful for me. It also reminded me once again that what my personality thinks is not necessarily what is going to be in the Akashic Records. This is one of the five past lives that I saw for this client, but the most important, since it showed up first.</span><br />
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past life I wish to discuss involves a strange yet overwhelming reaction a
woman had to seeing a certain actor in a video. Here is the letter she
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 115%;"> I only have one specific question, and it
pertains to someone I don't know personally but had a very intense experience
connected to him, so much so that it is what pushed me request a reading with
you. I'll try to make the explanation as brief as I can. The person is an
actor. (She named the actor, but I will leave that out.) He is an actor I
recognize by sight but could not remember his name, what I'd seen him in or
even the sound of his voice. There was no strong connection at all.<br />
However a few weeks ago I saw him
briefly in a music video and felt an instant, intense desire and longing. Over
the next few days, the feelings intensified to the point that I felt there was
more than hormones going on here. I could not stop thinking about him, it was
misery. I also felt an increasing nervous energy that made it almost impossible
for me to sleep or to focus on anything. To keep it short, this all culminated
several days later in my crying. Now I've cried uncontrollably before, but this
was different…like a tsunami. I had no control of my body; I felt more like an
observer as I heard myself wailing at the top of my lungs. It felt like these
wails were being torn out of my chest, out of my heart. I woke up everyone in
the house. And when it was done....I felt fine. The nervous energy was gone.<br />
In its place though, was a great
feeling of complete love for this person. It felt unconditional, eternal. I
have never been in love or anywhere close to it so this was completely new. I
also felt heartbreaking sadness—the feeling of loving someone and knowing you
cannot see them, that they have to go away and you have to let them go. It was
horrible. I barely ate for a week, and only got out of bed when I had to. It
was like someone had died or left me. I now somewhat have my appetite back, and
this guy is not triggering such strong feelings in me anymore. But there are
still these up-swellings of sadness (like now, writing this email)<br />
I work with an energy healer, and
she said that whatever happened, it had cleared out something in my heart area
and allowed me to feel a type of love I could not before. I really believe
that. I feel it was a positive experience but also kind of like a punch in the
face—it was so intense and inexplicable. I feel like a crazy person. I would
just really like to know if there is any connection between me and this actor,
and if so, anything else I need to know or that needs to be healed.<br />
Thank you for doing this reading for
me (and reading all of this email!). I look forward to whatever information or
advice you and the guides have for me.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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this woman were simply another nut-case obsessing over an actor. But before I
went into trance I carefully set that notion aside and focused my effort on
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 115%;">Out of the four lifetimes which I saw
for Amanda that day, there was just one which was relevant to the actor she
mentioned. It was the first past life that showed up for her, which indicated
that the Guides and Guardians believed it to be most important for her to know.
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 115%;">“The first
thing I am seeing is that you are in some sort of boat, but it does not look
like any water craft that I have ever seen before. In this life they are showing me first, I am
seeing a round boat skimming along the top of the water. You are on top of what
looks like a gigantic lily pond with lotuses and other water lilies. The water
is just full of plants and this boat is designed to do the least amount of
damage to the plants as it glides along the surface. It is much like the swamp
boats they have in Louisiana that skim the water. This vehicle is shaped much
like a saucer. It is a shallow, partial dome which has some sort of mechanism
at the back. There is not a propeller, but the propulsion mechanism pushes air
out and that causes the forward movement. <br />
You are sitting cross-legged atop
some cushions or folded blankets inside this thing which is large enough to
hold five or six people. It does not have any chairs; it is just curved sheet
metal and appears as though it was hammered into the curved shape by hand. It
is quite lovely, and looks like a work of art actually. It is made of copper.
Interesting. It is gorgeous—like a sculpture. Sorry—I am just fascinated with
this object. So anyway, you are sitting
cross-legged in the bottom of this boat, and now I am seeing that there is
another person in the boat with you, a child. Also there is a man operating the
controls at the back, turning the air-blowing mechanism left to right like a
tiller on the back of a sailboat. I am hearing that this was a culture which
predated ancient Egypt and some of the people who started Egypt—I mean the
ancient Egyptian culture with the Pharaohs and everything—they came from this
civilization. I am being told it is not Atlantis. A lot of people came from
Atlantis to start the Egyptian culture just before Atlantis sank under the
water, but this was another group from elsewhere…who joined them, and that no
one seems to know about. They came from (pause) oh, I see now, they came from
North America. It was an Atlantean Outpost in North America, but their culture
was different. They brought certain things to the mix that people from Atlantis
did not bring, so that is where this water-transiting device and these people
came from. I am actually seeing you in North America but it was so long ago I
did not even recognize it. It is near the East coast and it was very tropical
then...the Southeast Coast. Near where the Carolinas are now. There was a huge
lake there at that time not far from the ocean, but inland, and this is what
you are scooting across—this lake. <br />
Now I see…you are on your way to a
temple…you and your husband have been told that your child…Oh, this is not what
I was expecting…your child has been identified by the prophets and the seers
and the priests and virtually everybody at the temple, as a reincarnation of a
very famous religious leader. They would not have called him a priest or a monk,
but devoted to the temple like that, but without the celibacy. Your child was
that reincarnation, or they were pretty sure your child was he—and he was being
taken to the temple so they could test him. This was because if indeed he was a
reincarnation of that monk, your child would need to go live at the temple. You were just hoping and praying that he was
not, because you did not want your little three and a half or four year old
child taken away from you. However, you knew that was how it was when there was
a reincarnation of someone special like that. Naturally, you were crying,
trying not to let your child see you cry. Finally you three arrived at the
temple which was on a little island inside of this very broad lake. The island
was surrounded by lotus plants and other water lilies. This was not an
extremely deep lake, but it did cover a lot of territory<br />
Upon arrival at the temple, you were
greeted, honored and housed in a very beautiful place, much nicer than anything
you lived in while these religious officials took your child to test him to see
if indeed he is the person who they think he is. You were wined and dined, and
treated like royalty while this process was going on. It goes on for three
days. At the end of three days you were called inside the temple.<br />
There was a ceremony in which you discovered
your child was being retained at the temple to be trained, since he was indeed
the reincarnation of the famous religious leader. This small boy was your only
child, and you had waited such a long
time to have this baby; there was difficulty with your fertility. This was an
unspeakable loss for you. Sadly, the rules required that you be very calm and
collected and not get upset in front of your child, because he did not need to
be any more traumatized than being separated from his parents was going to
cause him anyway. This group had been doing this kind of thing—separating
children from their mothers—for thousands of years so they knew from trial and error
the best way to do this.<br />
Temple personnel had counseled that
if you were going to cry, you should wait until you got home. Unfortunately,
since you were an extremely emotional person who was also a very good mother
that was extremely hard for you. Struggling intensely to control your feelings,
you forcefully stuffed the emotions. When the ceremony was over, you hugged
your child, told him you loved him and you would come back to see him once a
year as you were allowed to do. You repeated to him that it was a big honor for
him to be here, and you would miss him very much, but this was where he needed
to be. None of you—not you, not your husband, and certainly not your small
child—had any choice in the matter. This was just the way it was done in that
culture. After the ceremony you went home again in that strange-looking,
beautiful copper boat across the water to your home. For countless hours, you
sat rigidly staring straight ahead, silently forcing yourself not to cry, and
therefore never really let the tears out.<br />
To maintain control of your life,
you stuffed all your feelings for this little boy; all that pain was locked
away inside. You did have two more children, and they were both girls. You were never the same after this loss of
the boy, though, it was so deeply traumatizing to you. You went back once a
year to see him and were very formal with him because he was a very special
person. Each time you went there and saw him you were afraid that you were
going to break down and sob uncontrollably, but you took a vow that you would
not do that, and in that particular lifetime you would never, ever cry again. <br />
Your precious son was about thirty
years old when you saw him for the last time. After you went home you passed
away from a heart attack; it was sudden and you died without ever having
grieved over losing this little boy whom you had loved so deeply. This was,
after all, your first child and only son. Added to that, you had known him in
other lifetimes. As an adult at about thirty, he looked almost identical to the
actor you mentioned. The actor is not a reincarnation of your son, but he
looked almost exactly like him. In fact, they may be ancestrally related. Your son could be an ancestor of the actor,
but that is beside the point. The actor was not actually the person you were
involved with in that past life, but what seeing that video did for you was
that it allowed you to finally grieve over losing your little boy. You just
gut-sobbed, screamed, and allowed yourself to feel that pain in your heart and
soul stuffed away for so long. It happened so you could finally let go of all
that you had tragically been carrying from lifetime to lifetime.<br />
The experience of seeing that video
was set up as a trigger, so you could finally release all that pain and grieve
the loss of the child. That is what that experience was seeing him in that
particular—there was something about that particular movie or video—that
triggered the memory. <br />
That is all you need to know about
that lifetime.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 115%;">Dear Amanda,<br />
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I am wondering if you might allow me
to write about your past lives reading in my next book. Yours was an unusual
request for the past life information, and I think it could benefit many others
to learn about this kind of experience you had after seeing the video—to even
know that this kind of thing can happen to a person. I would change your name
and all identifying information, including the name of the actor.<br />
Please let me know how you feel
about this, and also please know that it is okay if you do not want me to share
your story.<br />
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Luminous Blessings,<br />
Lois J Wetzel<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;"><i>She answered the same day:</i></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">Dear Lois,</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;"> I would be happy to let you include my reading in your book. When I initially wrote to you with my request, I wondered if you'd ever had a client come to you with a similar story. It was such a weird experience, and kind of embarrassing to talk about. I was afraid it would be interpreted as someone simply becoming infatuated with a celebrity and deciding, of course, they must have had a past life history together! So, I can't overstate how grateful I am that you were able to give me an answer and a reason for what I experienced. </span><br />
<span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;"> The original incident occurred when I saw the music video with (the actor) in it happened last June, and it took me about four weeks to feel mostly back to normal. I actually could tell that the past life reading was about to happen because two days beforehand, I started to feel very anxious and the old feelings of sadness started welling up again. After listening to the reading for the first time I was pretty much a wreck for the rest of the day! I've been feeling a little better every day, but I did not expect the feelings of grief and loneliness to come on so strongly after listening to the reading. Even writing this is tough. There is something unspeakably difficult about losing someone without having the consolation of actually remembering them...remembering all the good times and experiences. When the grief passes you are supposed to still have all those good memories that keep the person alive in your heart, so to speak. It never occurred to me how horrible it would be to not have that, to just have the pain. There is this awful feeling of losing someone twice over. It's hard to describe.</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;"> As far as the video is concerned, I think there was something important about me seeing that actor in motion. Photos did not have the same effect on me. I think I needed to see his expressions, his energy, to shake something loose in my mind. I rarely watch music videos, but of course some innocuous chain of events led to me watching this particular one. What is interesting is that even though that actor is playing the part of a villain the moment he appeared on screen I felt the attraction. All I saw was his smile, and his eyes, and the laugh lines around his eyes. I actually felt a strong electric current go up my legs, through the soles of my feet, so strong it made my legs jerk. The image that stayed in my mind was of that sweet smile and those eyes, which seemed like the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen, a rich brown that almost seemed to glow. When I went back to re-watch the video though, I realized that although he did smile, it was never that sweet smile I had fixed in my mind, and it was impossible to tell in video whether his eyes were brown or black, the lighting was too dim. Those details were so seared into my mind though, and with such a loving feeling, I couldn't understand why I would "remember" such clear details that didn't exist. It was like I was superimposing something that wasn't there. That was a big clue to me that something funny was going on</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;"> I'm actually feeling a lot better now that I've written all this. Evenings (er, I guess it's early morning now) are when the sad feelings really take over, but writing this wall of text has helped! Anyway, thank you again so much for doing the reading for me, it's given me peace of mind and is helping to release all these awful feelings. Once I get past all of that I hope I will start to see how my life is changed for the better. There is no doubt in my mind that this grief has been seriously blocking my ability to connect with others from my heart on a truly deep level. I'd never previously experienced the kind of unconditional love I felt when I started grieving for this lost son. It makes it hard to let go, because I know as the sadness goes away so will the feeling of love, and it is so much stronger than anything I've felt before. But I hope this means I will someday be able to feel it for someone else, who is actually here in this life.</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">Amanda Zimms</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Dear Amanda,<br />
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Of course, I feel certain that the immense
overwhelm is because of how very long the grief has been stuck and unexpressed.
I believe it is good to do the grieving loud and long. This will actually heal
your DNA (where our connections to past lives are—in part). Please go to my
website </span><a href="http://www.hotpinklotus.com/" target="_blank"><span style="line-height: 115%;">www.HotPinkLotus.com</span></a></span><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> and then on to the newsletter page
and read "The Orchidium," channeled from the Hathors by Tom Kenyon.
That newsletter is dated in July of 2013. The Orchidium is a technique for
assisting with overwhelming feelings, and drawing in more sustenance to the
energy body from the cosmos—great for when we are going through a rough patch,
or have low energy.<br />
Once you finish with the integration
of this past life, and the grieving is all done, you will still love your
little boy, albeit in a spiritual way. By that I mean it will seem more
"subconscious" than anything else. The love is eternal. He is
soul family. You are right about this: the important piece is that you will be
healed deeply, and all kinds of profound love possibilities will open up for
you.<br />
If writing this letter made you feel
better, I highly recommend you keep a journal about your experiences with
integrating all these past lives. Writing can be highly therapeutic, and you
write really well.<br />
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Blessings,<br />
Lois</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-89818036814724958182015-02-06T15:16:00.001-08:002015-02-06T15:16:18.400-08:00Ohio Boy Remembers Past Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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More and more parents are actually listening to their children (eventually!) as they talk about their past lives. Here is yet another example of this. This small boy remembered a past life as a woman in Chicago who died in a hotel fire. They both love(d) Stevie Wonder's music.<br />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-77322188068538261152015-01-10T07:51:00.001-08:002015-01-10T07:53:05.706-08:00Past Life Investigations in America - National Geographic Video<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This is a recently posted documentary about past life investigations in America. I refer to these authors works in the back of my book, "Reincarnation: Past Lives and the Akashic Records," as recommended reading. Ian Stevenson and Jim Tucker are true American pioneers in their type of scientific investigations about past lives. ~ Lois<br />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-43924795004277710082014-09-25T15:27:00.002-07:002015-02-12T07:51:36.292-08:00Now on Kindle: REINCARNATION: Past Lives and the Akashic Record<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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At long last! Released on September 22, 2014, the sequel to the highly acclaimed "Akashic Records: Case Studies of Past Lives." Enjoy!<br />
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<br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">In the long course of doing past life readings from the Akashic Records, I have seen quite a number of lifetimes that occurred prior to recorded history. Often I am told that what I am seeing happened 100,000 or 250,000 years ago, or more. When I have asked the Guardians of the Akashic Records how long humans have been on this planet, they have said over 500,000 years. At first, I was both stunned and puzzled by this answer. I wondered if I were hearing the Guardians correctly.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">Lately I have been getting confirmation of the truth of this, which was rather a relief. Why? Because I had seen hundreds of lifetimes that I was told were far prior to our recorded history. In fact, a couple of years ago I spontaneously recalled a past life of my own where dinosaurs lived at the same time as humans, and we most definitely were not hairy cavemen. We were civilized people with transport vehicles with wheels and engines, and we had freestanding houses backed up to the sides of cliffs; lovely houses that we had built. Now, I had always been taught this was incorrect—that humans never lived alongside these gigantic beasts. But then, in a vivid, visceral vision, I saw one of them in the equivalent of a rear view mirror while driving a transport vehicle carrying several other occupants—all of whom were children. This was a very traumatic lifetime. I remembered this lifetime myself, all alone, and was sick, literally crying and throwing up, for three days. That is how the memory of this lifetime affected me, because it was effectively a spontaneous regression. I knew it was real by my physical and emotional reactions. Yet it was confusing, because in school as I was growing up we were taught that dinosaurs were extinct long before humans had evolved from monkeys. I now know that this is not true. Our beliefs about ancient history are wrong.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">Fortunately, external confirmation has recently come to my attention that dinosaurs clearly existed at the same time as humans. There are anomalous proofs of strange things out there, stunning things which get no attention in the press. Many are on the shelves of museums or parked in basements where no one can see them. Why? Massive change in our understanding of history threatens commonly-held beliefs about our past, narratives that have been built over hundreds of years and upon which rest the reputations of a lot of college professors, museum curators, and the like, whose doctorates and books are based on the assumption these old narratives are accurate. Here are some examples of confirmation of the co-existence of humans and dinosaurs that have come to my attention recently.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">Starting in 1944, tens of thousands of dinosaur sculptures were dug up in a region of Mexico called Acambaro, discovered in July of that year by a German hardware merchant while he was riding his horse at the foot of a mountain called El Toro. He noticed some partially exposed hewn stones and a ceramic object half buried in the dirt. Soon he hired farmers, who dug up perfect stone-carved and ceramic-fired replicas of dinosaurs, over thirty thousand of them. Humans had clearly made them, and there is no explanation for how they could have accurately created these images of supposedly extinct reptiles, other than that they had actually seen them. Some of the dinosaurs were quite rare, and almost completely unknown to the public at that time. Other varieties were totally unknown by scientists until recently. Since no one knew of the existence of some of these dinosaurs at all, it would have been impossible to hoax these sculptures. To learn more about this, follow this link:</span></span><br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">By way of further evidence of dinosaurs living alongside humans, there are numerous, massive sheets of rock all around the planet with interesting fossilized footprints preserved on the surface—i.e., rock which was once mud. Dinosaurs stepped on the mud, thereby partially overlapping the human footprints, which of course means that the humans had been walking there when the mud was wet and a dinosaur came along shortly afterward—while the mud was still wet. At other times, vice versa occurred, with the humans following the dinosaur. Here is a link to photos of these rocks:</span></span><br />
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They were preserved in layers of sand and silt for hundreds of thousands of years before being exposed by the recent tides. Located at Happisburgh, England, these footprints were examined and dated by a team of archaeologists from London's Natural History Museum, the University of London, Queen Mary University, and the British Museum. The footprints were dated between 800,000 and 1,000,000 years old. Once they were uncovered, the prints were recorded using highly sensitive digital photographs to create three-dimensional images that showed the arches of the feet and even toes. Sadly, once exposed, these footprints, which had been covered and preserved for a million years, were washed away by the tide after only two weeks. (Massive tides associated with storms hit England in February 2014, including hurricane-force winds, torrential rains, flooding and seventy-five-foot-high waves.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">Dr. Simon Lewis from Queen Mary University said that even though they knew the sediments were old, they had to be sure the footprints were ancient and had not been created recently. As proof, he stated that there were no known erosional processes that could create the pattern in which they were found. Plus, the sediments were far too compacted for the footprints to have been created recently. Also taken into account in dating the footprints were evidence of associated animals now extinct, and the geological position of the footprints relative to the glacial deposits which comprise the nearby cliffs under which the prints were found.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">My own personal questioning of the history of human origins began in the early 1980s when I realized, while sitting on a bench in the ancient Egyptian art section of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan, that I could hear and feel some kind of mechanism constantly emitting a steady frequency. This bench faced a large barrier made of glass in the Egyptian art section which, as I recall, was located in the basement at that time. Oddly, however, no one else around me could hear or feel it. But I could; I was sure of that. Back then I was an agnostic, so the notion did not for a moment cross my radar that it might be any kind of spiritual sound or frequency. It had to be a machine of some kind, I felt certain, and I still believe that this was what it was.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">I attributed my ability to hear the frequency to the fact that I had musical training as a child, and that I come from a long line of musicians. Perhaps I am more sensitive than most—at any rate, I heard it, and others did not. Whatever the sound was, it made me feel peaceful and quite happy. I did not want to leave. The person I was travelling with was not interested in remaining there, so I had to leave sooner than I wanted to go. I dreamed all night of ways to get behind that glass and discover what was emitting those frequencies. Of course, I could not really do that, but I profoundly longed to connect with the source of that tone. Ever since then, I have been certain that there were once, long ago, technologies about which we today simply have no clue, technologies which were far more enduring and powerful than any we currently have.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">Over the ensuing years, I have learned that there are hundreds, perhaps thousands, of similar oddities. Take, for example, the coins with markings in scripts or languages we cannot read or attribute to any civilization at all which were dug up many years ago in various locations all over the world. Some of these were found in North America as a farmer was digging a well for water—recovered from hundreds of feet down. Machines have also been found with complicated gears lying near shipwrecks on the floor of the sea, machines that are over 400,000 years old. Do an internet search and you will find more. Recently a machine with gears was found embedded in a mass of 300,000-year-old coal in Russia—which means that the machine was created over 300,000 years ago. If I post the link it will be redirected to something having nothing to do with this. But if you go to <a href="http://beforeitsnews.com/" target="_blank">http://beforeitsnews.com/ </a>and type "300 million year old machinery" in the search engine there, you will find the article. Apparently someone does not want us to know about this. The machinery, with gears, was made of aluminum.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">As I mentioned earlier, these kinds of things are often placed on museum shelves in basements or storage areas and marked as anomalous, meaning, "we don't know what this is, so to heck with it—just shelve it." Such objects do not fit into the current paradigm of how long mankind has been on this swirling ball of minerals called Earth, and so are ignored. However, I know in my gut that they tell a story. Hopefully that story is about to be reclaimed by humanity, and when that happens, we will begin to awaken from a deep slumber. We will begin to realize who we really are. And that will be a magnificent day. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">Occasionally I have telepathic conversations with "extra-dimensional beings" including Starbeings. What they tell me is that absolutely all of us are the product of genetic engineering: by that, they mean all the beings on all the planets and stars in the Universe. That is how we all evolve, under careful supervision and with assistance from those more evolved than we, but with minimal interference. We have been visited repeatedly by those from other planets and stars. We solve our own problems, but get evolutionary boosts via genetic engineering from time to time. Occasionally they will also show up and teach us—either directly or indirectly—something important, like how to make a fire or how to plant crops, if it seems that we need to know these things at that point in our evolution. They also assure me that we have been on this planet as a race of beings for over 500,000 years. We go through very long up cycles followed by very long down cycles. As I mentioned before, that is also what I see when I do Akashic Records readings. So, I believe it is important to keep an open mind and investigate the anomalies, the oddities, and those things that other people scream loudly cannot be what they obviously are, because what they are does not fit their preferred paradigm. The most ridiculous thing anyone can say is “That cannot be true because everyone knows it is not,” but still, they do. Where is the scientific curiosity?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">My fascination with the true history of our race, along with contact from other races of beings, is part of why I love doing Akashic Records readings. I get to see all these brilliant, curious, fascinating cultures. As an artist, I love seeing the clothing, the hairdos, the houses, furniture, earth-cruising vehicles such as cars or wagons, or things even stranger than that, like flying contraptions, seagoing vessels and other technology, plus gardens, fields and forests that humans have lived in over this enormous period of time. And the extinct animals are fascinating—there are many which have left absolutely no trace. Some are really bizarre-looking, too. Seriously, I could not make this stuff up. It is way too complicated, and far too cool, for me to make it up. I hope someday to have the time to paint some of what I have seen.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20px;">It has been a fascinating confirmation for me of what I have seen to learn of these recent “discoveries” of our ancient past.</span></span></div>
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married woman, and her mother was a student/client of mine. I felt protective
toward her. She only wanted to know about any past lives she might have had
with her much adored new husband, Joseph. Here is what I saw when I opened
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The first thing I am seeing is…and I do not usually see a disturbing image
right off the bat like this, but if I do not start to narrate, I will not get to
see the rest of the lifetime—the pictures just stop, so…here we go. You were a
young female in this lifetime, and I am seeing you as already deceased. <br />
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upset at what I was seeing, and worried about how this would emotionally impact
the client who was such a young woman. I hesitated and because I did, the scene
began to fade from my sight. So I started describing what I was seeing again…</i><br />
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Your spirit hovered around not going
to the light at first because you had been murdered. This was in the 1930s in
the United States, during the Great Depression. A serial killer had shot you in
the face with a shotgun. Your hands were removed to prevent identification, and
your body thrown into the water. It was several days before the body was found.
The reason your spirit remained in the area was that you were hoping to make
sure the murderer was caught for a couple of reasons. One, you were really
upset that your life was taken early. The
other reason was that you did not want him doing that to anybody else. Therefore,
you kept trying to talk to people…with your mother at first and later with a
police officer, a young man who was fairly sure there was a serial killer on
the loose, because he had seen this killer’s pattern before. He had seen
another person killed and disposed of in precisely the same way. <br />
The detective was a little bit clairaudient,
but in the 1930s it was broadly accepted that if you heard voices you were
crazy. So, when you would try to talk to him as he was trying to solve the case,
he would hear what you were saying like a thought inside his head. You began to
consider him your partner in this, because you could tell he was listening. Sometimes
you would amuse yourself by moving your hand through his body stopping at the
heart, and he would get a flutter in his heart. He sincerely felt that your
spirit was present with him; he also thought that if he told anybody they would
think he was nuts. And he was right, you know, they would have.<br />
He began to learn all he could about
you. A farm girl who came to the city and had become a singer, you had
independently traveled around a good bit of the time for singing jobs. Coming
home after a performance late one night, you were walking toward your hotel
room. Someone you did not know was watching you and had quietly hidden in the
shadows observing your travel pattern for weeks. That was how he abducted and killed
you—he was stalking you and appeared seemingly from out of nowhere. You never
saw him coming and didn’t have a chance.
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This young policeman would study
pictures of you as you were before you were harmed, and gradually he fell in
love with you. The more he learned more about you the harder he fell. He began
to grieve your loss. The detective fell in love with your courage; he fell in
love with your desire to entertain people. You sang songs that you actually
composed yourself and they were so hopeful! You were striving to uplift people
during those really hard economic times of the Great Depression, when most people were truly
suffering and many going hungry, unable to find work. <br />
Eventually this detective did solve
your murder. Yet he was almost killed himself when he tried to apprehend your
murderer. Oh…I am seeing now that the
killer was mildly schizophrenic. He was also somewhat psychic as schizophrenia
sufferers often are. When the police detective approached the killer, your
spirit was at your champion’s side and the killer saw you!<br />
At the sight of your spirit, the
killer drew a knife and threw it at the police detective, barely missing. The
policeman then shot him through the heart. At that moment the light tunnel opened
up again, and you wisely went on into the light which takes all Souls on to
friends and family in the afterlife where you were welcomed with love.<br />
Because you had remained in the area
and helped this man solve your murder, he went on to become a very well-known
police detective. Later he was hired in a bigger city in the 1940s, going on to
make a name for himself as a great detective. He also wrote some semi-successful
crime novels. His name had Jansen, Johnson, or something like that in it. The
police officer who solved the murder is your husband now, Joseph. Because he
fell in love with you, and because you stayed around and helped him to solve
your own murder, in between lives you two decided to come back and have a
lifetime together. The beauty of this lifetime was that he set your free so
that your spirit could go on into the Light. You decided to come back to be with him and
resolve certain issues, including being a real partner with him instead of a
fantasy.<br />
I have a feeling that as a couple,
there is some sort of quality to your partnership having to do with justice,
with bringing in fairness, or with problem solving, perhaps. You two intended in this life to work on
behalf of others somehow. I almost want to apologize to you for seeing that
kind of difficult life first, but I am not in charge of this. It was very hard
on me to see this one. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"> The guides are…your Guides and the Guardians of the
Akashic Records want you to know that the reason that you experienced having
been the victim of a serial killer was that it was karmic balancing for you.
You had decided to do that in that particular lifetime as karmic balancing for lifetimes
you had as a soldier. Yes…you had more than one lifetime as a soldier in which
you followed orders even when you felt like you were doing the wrong thing.</span><br />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-46515289645713763922014-06-02T05:42:00.003-07:002015-06-20T17:28:54.360-07:00Herpes Permanently Healed after Akashic Records Readings<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The following is an excerpt from my upcoming book, "Reincarnation: Past Lives and the Akaashic Records."<br />
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<b>The Trouble with
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<i>This is a past life of
five I saw for a middle-aged woman named Bree. She had several questions, none
of which addressed her tendency to speak very loudly at times, but this past
life seemed be dealing with that. It also had to do with a fear of striking out
on her own which she had never mentioned to me at all. About five years after the
reading Bree realized the most important thing that came from knowing about this
one lifetime was not apparent to her at the time of the reading. It could only be seen
in retrospect.</i></div>
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<i>The following is a transcription of the reading which has been edited to use written syntax, rather than spoken syntax.</i><br />
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"Once again, I am seeing another ancient culture of which we
have no record. I cannot tell you how long ago it was, but it was long before
recorded history. I see you as a woman living in a cave under…the entrance to
the cave is under water. To get in and out of your home, you must swim in and
out. This is some of the most gorgeous water I have ever seen. I have never
seen water this color—it is bluish turquoise and as crystalline clear as
anything. It is stunning, this deep small sea. The entrance to your home is in an
idyllic cove surrounded by land yet connected to the sea. <br />
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The doorway or opening is about twelve feet below sea level. Everyone who lives
anywhere around there resides underground in these caves—no one lives on the
surface. I see that you have special swimming gear, and you slip on what looks
like a mermaid tail—a tool that makes you swim faster. You pull it off when you
get to the land where you go to hunt for meat. What meat was once was in the
caves has long since been hunted out. You also want plants from the surface
because you need food that has absorbed all that sunlight—which you do not get
inside the caves. You are a woman hunting alone with a bow and arrow. This
allows you to travel light. You carry a little pouch with food in it and a water
bladder beaded intricately with a sacred geometry pattern imprinting your water.
I don’t know why that is important, but it is. I think your people knew
something about imprinting water with vibratory frequencies. The decoration is
intricate and precise.</div>
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As you wander on the rocky land you are constantly at the
ready with your odd-looking bow and arrow. Something darts out from behind a
rock, and you shoot it. Stringing it up, you carry it on your back. This animal
was about the size of a rabbit. Suddenly, somebody jumps out from behind a big
rock and starts screaming at you. He is a big person, and no one you have ever
met. He is from a race of people that you have never seen before. Apparently,
he feels like these animals belong to him and maybe they are even pets. It
seems he had been feeding them—so they were his property in his mind. He
behaved as if you were trespassing when in fact your family had hunted there
for many generations. <br />
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This man was trying to find a new place to settle down. For some reason he had
to leave his civilization which was hundreds of miles away, and he brought his
wife and two small children. They were just trying to survive. You did not back
down the way he thought women were supposed to back down. In fact, you drew a
bead on him—you pointed the arrow at him, and that made him even angrier. He
lunged at you and missing the projectile, knocking you down. When you fell you
hit your head which knocked you out. He carried you back to his camp. His wife
was there, and when you woke up she was cleaning your wounds— trying to help
you. Afraid you were being held captive, you started screaming and trying to
escape. This desperate man finally tied your hands and feet. You would not stop
screaming so he sewed your mouth shut because that is what they did where he
came from. His wife was crying and begging him not to do it, but with a needle
made from bone and with crude sinew from animals he had been collecting, he
sewed your mouth shut fearing there were others with you and they would hear
you. He knew no other way to silence you. <br />
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You never stopped resisting and kept squirming and making
muffled noises. He originally intended
to let you go when he was sure that there was no one else around looking for
you, but he did not know how to communicate with you. Finally, he decided to
pack his stuff up to leave and just keep going, deciding this was not a place
to settle down because even the women were dangerous. When they were all packed
and ready to go, he took a big rock and hit you on the head, then dumped you
into that body of water to drown so he would not be tracked. </div>
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The point of all of this seems to be that you still have
residual fears regarding striking out alone because on that day, everything you
knew was turned upside down. Your people had been hunting alone there for many
generations. Women even hunted alone as it was your custom. Everything that
happened was so foreign, so alien and such a shock. When you realized you were
going to die, you thought, “I should not have been out here by myself. I cannot
be alone. It is not safe.” This indicates there is some residual fear of being
alone or traveling alone or maybe even living completely alone. This is coming
up so you can integrate it so it will no longer affect you on any level. </div>
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<i><u>Lois’ Note</u>:
Bree had never mentioned being afraid to travel alone, but looking back, I
noticed she never did—even though she passionately loved to travel. Additionally,
Bree was a person who had long-standing trouble with excessive fever blisters
all over her mouth, face, nose and even her eyes ever since childhood. They
happened frequently and were not only unsightly, but painful as well. They were
mostly concentrated around her mouth. She was tortured by it and had never
heard of anyone else having this kind of experience with herpes. I will say it
did seem radical even to me. She had told me about that casually, not in the
context of the reading. We knew each other socially, so I had heard her speak about
the fever blister problem.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Bree reported something to me about five years
after I did her reading. She had realized
after randomly re-listening to her reading one day why she had stopped getting
fever blisters. She realized they had stopped right after that reading. However, it had never
occurred to her to mention the healing to me. The only thing that now happens
to her is that she will feel soreness around her lips at times, but they never
become full-on blisters, they just hint at it and leave. She had told her family years ago how odd it
was the herpes blisters had just stopped happening, and she had no idea why. She did
not make the connection to her past life reading until she felt guided to listen
to it again after five years. Then the
truth of it hit her right between the eyes, so to speak. She was sure the worst of the sores
were in the spots where her mouth had been sewn shut, and the other places
where she got them were probably where she had been hit on her head and face
with the rock, since it was all part of the same traumatic experience that day!<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Now I find myself
wondering how many other things heal that people do not connect to their past
life readings!<br />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-68319839088901746782014-05-23T05:27:00.000-07:002014-05-23T05:28:45.422-07:00Children Who Remember Past Lives - Proof?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
You just have to watch this to believe it. Such amazing details. A little boy named James finally convinced his parents at age four that he was a reincarnated WWII fighter pilot. His parents did not believe in reincarnation, either. This is a stunning interview with Chris Cuomo.<br />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-3734325593688693702014-05-19T12:44:00.001-07:002014-05-19T12:44:11.900-07:00Three Year Old Identifies His Past Life Murderer<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<strong style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">A 3-year-old boy in the Golan Heights region near the border of Syria and Israel said he was murdered with an axe in his previous life. He showed village elders where the murderer buried his body, and sure enough they found a man’s skeleton there. He also showed the elders where the murder weapon was found, and upon digging, they did indeed find an axe there.</strong></div>
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In his book, “Children Who Have Lived Before: Reincarnation Today,”<a href="http://www.esolibris.com/articles/reincarnation/three_year_old.php" style="border: 0px; color: #c51d1d; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">German therapist Trutz Hardo tells</a> this boy’s story, along with other stories of children who seem to remember their past lives with verified accuracy. The boy’s story was witnessed by Dr. Eli Lasch, who is best known for developing the medical system in Gaza as part of an Israeli government operation in the 1960s. Dr. Lasch, who died in 2009, had recounted these astounding events to Hardo.</div>
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The boy was of the Druze ethnic group, and in his culture the existence of reincarnation is accepted as fact. His story nonetheless had the power to surprise his community.</div>
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He was born with a long, red birthmark on his head. The Druse believe, as some other cultures do, that birthmarks are related to past-life deaths. When the boy was old enough to talk, he told his family he had been killed by a blow to the head with an axe.</div>
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It is customary for elders to take a child at the age of 3 to the home of his previous life if he remembers it. The boy knew the village he was from, so they went there. When they arrived in the village, the boy remembered the name he had in his past life. </div>
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A village local said the man the boy claimed to be the reincarnation of had gone missing four years earlier. His friends and family thought he may have strayed into hostile territory nearby as sometimes happens.</div>
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The boy also remembered the full name of his killer. When he confronted this man, the alleged killer’s face turned white, Lasch told Hardo, but he did not admit to murder. The boy then said he could take the elders to where the body was buried. In that very spot, they found a man’s skeleton with a wound to the head that corresponded to the boy’s birth mark. They also found the axe, the murder weapon.</div>
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Faced with this evidence, the murderer admitted to the crime. Dr. Lasch, the only non-Druse, was present through this whole process.</div>
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In doing research for my fourth book, and the second book on past lives, "Reincarnation: Past Lives and the Akashic Records," I have stumbled across many interesting stories. This one is particularly fascinating. ~ Lois<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The
Murder Coincidences As History Repeats Itself <br />by Mike Perry</span></b></div>
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haven't mentioned before. It features the murder of two 20 year old girls - but
the killings were 157 years apart. Is this a case of history repeating itself
or maybe even reincarnation?<br />
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It was May 27 1974, a May Public Holiday, and the semi-naked body of twenty
year old Barbara Forrest was found in Birmingham, England on parkland.<br />
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In the evening Barbara had been out with her boyfriend to several pubs in the
Birmingham city centre. Afterwards she made her own way home by the number <b>67</b>
bus while her boyfriend caught a bus to take him home in another direction.<br /><br /><img align="AbsBottom" border="0" height="156" src="http://hotpinklotus.com/html/Barbara%20Forrest.jpg" width="123" /><br />
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Barbara's body was found, just 500 yards from her home, in a shallow ditch
beneath bracken. A murder investigation swung into action led by Detective
Superintendent Mick Lenehan.<br />
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The problem was that no one remembered seeing her on the 67 bus. It turned out
that her boyfriend left her at the bus stop, but didn't see her actually get on
the bus.<br />
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The work by more than 100 detectives appeared to have eventually paid off when
they arrested Michael Thornton and charged him with murder.<br />
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Seven days into Thornton's trial he was acquitted. The judge ruled that the
evidence against him was only circumstantial.<br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Now we turn the clock back even further to 1817,
still in Birmingham, again on the same May Public Holiday. There was another
murder, that of twenty year old Mary Ashford.<br /><br /><img align="AbsBottom" border="0" height="161" src="http://hotpinklotus.com/html/Mary%20Ashford.jpg" width="127" /><br />
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Mary had been out to a pub, the Tyburn House Inn. As the evening finished she
made her own way home. Her body was later found lying submerged in dirty water.
She had been sexually assaulted.<br />
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A farmer was arrested for her murder. His name - Thornton. He was sent for
trial and was deemed to be not guilty.<br />
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Mary Ashford was buried in Sutton Coldfield churchyard. The inscription read: <i>"As
a warning to female virtue and a humble monument to female chastity this stone
marks the grave of Mary Ashford who on the twentieth year of her age having
incautiously repaired to a scene of amusement without proper protection was
brutally murdered on 27th May 1817."</i><br />
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If we look at the two murders there are many coincidences:<br />
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(1) Both Barbara Forrest and Mary Ashford had the same birth-date, though 157
years apart.<br />
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(2) They were 20 years old.<br />
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(3) They had both been sexually assaulted and then strangled.<br />
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(4) Their bodies were found in the same area - about 300 yards apart.<br />
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(5) Both bodies were found on the same day: May 27th - a Public Holiday.<br />
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(6) For both murders a man called Thornton was arrested and sent for trial.<br />
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(7) Both men were acquitted of the murders.<br />
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(8) The week prior to her murder Barbara Forrest is quoted as telling a work
colleague, <i>"This is going to be my unlucky month. I just know it. Don’t
ask me why."</i><br />
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(9) The week before Mary Ashford was murdered she told her friend's mother that
she had, <i>"Bad feelings about the week to come".</i><br />
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Are these simply coincidences, as many will claim, or is there something much
more to them? Did history repeat itself, maybe for a reason? Was Barbara a
reincarnation of Mary? Did they both sense their deaths? There are so many
questions, none of which we can answer with certainty.<br /><br /><i>______________________________________________<br /><br /><u>Lois' Notes:</u>
I do not know if these are coincidence, though I doubt it, though they
may exist to prove the existence of synchronicity to humanity by vividly
demonstrating it. If they are just repeating cycles, we do not yet have
the computing power to prove this kind of thing...there would have to
be many more such instances at specific intervals to prove this is what
that was, and not necessarily exactly 157 years apart. <br /><br />These
might be reincarnation examples, and then one would ask why would anyone
incarnate to be murdered repeatedly? As I explain in my first book,
"Akashic Records: Case Studies," people may reincarnate repeatedly to
learn a single lesson. One lesson might just be discrimination, like
when not to walk alone in the dark, or when to trust your gut when it
says, "DANGER!" It might also be to learn not to be a victim by fighting
back, or it might be something else entirely. This odd coincidence is
definitely food for thought, though.</i><br />
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Mike Perry's website is:" 67 not out"<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-77811884916839290872013-06-30T15:23:00.004-07:002013-06-30T15:40:18.817-07:00UPDATE: The Wife Who Hanged Herself - Neck Pain<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
In an earlier post, "Share the Reading with my Wife?", I told of a man for whom I had done a past life reading whose paramour in France during the 1500s had hanged herself when she had become pregnant by him and then abandoned. He was an aristocrat, young and a bit of a rogue back then, and she a young, innocent a milk-maid wildly in love with him.<br />
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When he sent me feedback on the reading, he had said that his wife had horrible neck pain, and was even sensitive to having her neck touched to the point that a kiss on the neck or even the touch of a collar bothered her. He wondered if he should share the reading with his wife. I answered that I believed he should, and that it might even affect a healing of her neck pain. The reading was last September.<br />
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This week I heard back from him; he wanted a phone Consultation so I did one for him. At the end I asked if he had ever told his wife of the past life of her hanging herself, and he replied that he had. He said he had urged her to get a reading from me as well. He told me that her chiropractor who could not get the neck pain to go away no matter what he did had also told her that she was probably decapitated or hanged in a past life, and that she should get some past life therapy if she truly wanted that neck to heal. The husband said sadly that her neck is still the same and she absolutely refuses to get past life therapy, but not because she does not believe in it. She does believe in it! He was puzzled.<br />
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Everyone is on their unique journey, on their own path to Enlightenment, and mine is not the same as yours, or his or hers. The challenge is to allow those close to us the undisturbed freedom to proceed on their own path, knowing that they have a life mission and Guides of their own. It is in everyone's best interest that we allow others the space to proceed on their path unimpeded--in their own time and in their own way. This is one very selfless way of showing them how much we love them--honoring them with the freedom to proceed as they choose, trusting them and the Universe.<br />
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Lois Wetzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11552490535548230972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710915610189231275.post-58768425198850952092013-06-18T09:16:00.001-07:002013-06-18T09:16:57.605-07:00You Tube of Lois Reading from her book, "Akashic Records"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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