Answering the Call

I, too, have had past lives, thousands it would seem, though I have certainly not remembered even a tiny fraction of them. Many times in life we have a "spiritual calling" and they come for various reasons. Perhaps this is a reminder of a contract we made before this incarnation - in the pre-life planning stages.  Other times it is a plan we made at a Soul level after we incarnated due to unexpected events which occurred because of accidents or decisions we or others made after we have incarnated. These usually appear as an urge or a knowing that we need to study a subject, or we need to do something others might think is strange to be doing. But we just know in a way that is often inexplicable that we must do this thing, whatever it is. The urge or push to do it comes again and again. It cannot be ignored.

I am having a Soul level calling to return to the site of the Bosnian pyramids.  I went briefly last August, and am going again this month for a longer stay.  I know I have something to finish which I started there in a past life.  I have even had glimpses of that lifetime, and know that it was tens of thousands of years ago. I wore a lot of gold in those days, even my skin was rubbed with gold dust, and I was carried aloft much of the time. My posture in public was very erect and rigid. I did not like being in the public eye, but unfortunately I was there most of the time. It made getting my Life Mission completed more difficult. I was a woman in that lifetime as well.  My sense is that she was very lonely due to always being held aloft literally and figuratively. (In this lifetime, especially when I was young, I have always been consciously grateful for the freedom that anonymity brings.)  The woman I was back then was a symbol of something, and she was born into this--it was not a choice she made after birth, but before. There were things she deeply wanted from life that she was not allowed to have due to her "position."  It explains why I have always felt sorry for the sons and daughters of royalty and others in the public eye at too early an age.

Not at all sure what it is that I am to finish, I am forging ahead anyway. I know I need to be there again.  Sometimes we must simply follow inner guidance without knowing why. By that I mean following those strong urges we get to do something, and then step by step allowing the path to unfold. When I have done that in the past, mustering up the courage to do things I was afraid to do, the rewards have been great.

I am going alone, and I do not speak the language. Rosetta Stone does not offer Bosnian. I have acquaintances from last year who will be there again this year, but I am traveling alone.  I feel that this ability to do things all alone is one of my lessons in this lifetime. I think it is just about learned, though.  And I know for sure that one of my missions this time around is to demonstrate courage.

The photo has the Pyramid of the Sun in the background; it is a photo I took last year.  All the pyramids all over the globe are covered with several feet of soil and vegetation except for those found in deserts. The soil covering these pyramids has been dated by scientists as being 12,000 years old.  That means that these pyramids were built long before that, and the civilizations which used them ceased to exist, or at least the pyramids were no longer maintained, over 12,000 years ago. We know nothing about any ancient civilization  which existed that long ago in this location.  It is a total mystery who built these and why.

Still I will be doing my usual work from there, the past life readings and healing sessions. Some of them I will do by climbing to the top of various pyramids and going into an altered state and recording the session into my digital recorder.  I have already uploaded some of these sessions from a wifi cafe in Hot Springs, Arkansas, earlier this year.  I can do it from a wifi cafe in Sarajevo as well.  This promises to be a grand adventure! I will let you know how it unfolds. To follow the postings on this, go to my website and sign up for the newsletter. http://www.hotpinklotus.com

Why I Do Akashic Records Readings

The following is taken directly from my book,

 "Akashic Records: Case Studies of Past Lives."

Photo by Bahman Farzad

One of the things I learned while studying psychology in grad school is that certain memories repressed from childhood can affect you in bizarre ways that you cannot imagine. Once there was a woman I worked with briefly, who after she remembered that her grandfather had sexually molested her, was able to date men of her own age. This was a woman in her early forties. Thank goodness she was not in her sixties before she learned this, because once a man got grey hair, she felt repulsed at the thought of being touched by him. She even said it felt "incestuous", which did not make sense even to her. Yet soon after she remembered her grandfather, who had grey hair, molested her, all of that changed. Grey-haired men were no longer repulsive, only her grandfather's behaviors were. Repressed memories of trauma, particularly, can affect you in ways that you cannot imagine. She also found repulsive men who happened to have the same hair pattern on their chests as the grandfather had.  But not after she remembered the incest.

An important reason I do these readings is that sometimes we have abilities and talents that cause us to have a yearning to do something for which we have no training or background in this lifetime.  Yet if we became aware that we had mastered this in the past, we would not think, “Oh that is out of my range. I am interested in that but I am not smart enough, big enough, strong or young enough, or whatever, to do that."

A different and acutely important reason for having past life readings is that sometimes people need to know the origins of recurring patterns with certain people. They need to know what it is that they meant to resolve with that person when they incarnated this time.  A variety of things might need to happen.

Sometimes what needs to be resolved is just to get out of the relationship without being killed, or to figure out how get out of the relationship safely, so no one is harmed, or waiting all our lives for them to die. It also is common recurring theme for some people, just to trust being in a certain relationship, and not being afraid of getting in, or being fully engaged and making a commitment. A person, for example, might have an irrational fear of being with some person to whom they are also drawn. Why might they have this irrational fear? Because in past lives, one or the other has committed suicide due to the relationship not working out the way they had desperately wanted it to work out.  Just think of Romeo and Juliet.  Do you think those two would not have second thoughts about coming together again? Look how it ended.

Also, knowing about past lives can help you to understand why someone is making life miserable for you, even though you never did anything to harm them. Was it because they went to jail, and you did not help them out in some other lifetime?  Maybe you could have testified on their behalf, and got them released from jail, but you were too afraid, or too selfish, or whatever. They might be getting even with you for something neither of you consciously recalls ever happening. This is often what is going on when you meet someone you instantly despise; you “remember” them from a past life.

Additionally, there are huge numbers of people who would benefit from knowing about their acts of heroism, bravery, selflessness, or courage in past lives. Occasionally that kind of thing will come up in a reading. Sometimes people need to hear about that for their self-esteem. So...those are some of the reasons why I do these readings. They can help people grow, stretch, and become everything they were meant to be.

Mankind's TRUE History

 Mankind is Ignoring the Obvious!

 It seems like my own questioning about our 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 New York City, 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 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 I did not think for a moment it was any kind of spiritual sound or frequency. It had to be a machine of some kind, I felt certain. I still believe that is what it was.

In childhood I was a singer and performer in musicals, therefore I had some training in music and attributed my ability to hear the frequency to that. 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. Ever since then, I have been certain that there once were ancient technologies we have no clue about which were far more enduring and powerful than any technology we currently have.

Over the ensuing years I have learned that there are hundreds, perhaps thousands, of similar oddities, like the coins with markings we cannot read dug up many years ago in North America from hundreds of feet down while a farmer was digging a well for water. Or the machines with complicated gears found on the floor of the sea which are over 400,000 years old. These kinds of things are 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. But I know in my gut that they tell a story. I believe that the story is about to be reclaimed by humanity, and that 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.

As many of you know, I occasionally have telepathic conversations with "Extra-dimensional Beings" and 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 show up and teach something important like how to make fire or how to plant crops, if it seems that we need to know these things at that point in our evolution. They also tell me that we have been on this planet as a race of beings for over five-hundred thousand years. We go through very long up cycles followed by very long down cycles. That is also what I see when I do Akashic Records readings as well. 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 within their paradigm.

Along those lines are the Bosnian Pyramids. Interestingly, I met Dr. Osmanagic, modern-day discoverer of the Bosnian Pyramids, when I was asked to open the Akashic Records for a study in preparation for a book on the uses of ancient sites around the planet. At that time I told him (while in trance) that there would be a beam of energy coming out the top of the Pyramid of the Sun. He recently told me that it was because of learning this information that he took scientists and measuring devices up to the top of the pyramid and discovered a beam of energy actually was being emitted. It is about twelve and a half feet, or 4.5 metres across, and the frequency is twelve mega-hertz, the exact frequency that will lower the blood-brain barrier in humans. We still do not know why it is set at that frequency, but it is. The glaring implication is, of course, that there is yet again ancient technology operating there. Human beings can and have measured it with scientific instrumentation. It is somehow operating twelve thousand years after the pyramids fell out of usage by mankind and began to be covered up by soil as plants and animals died turning into soil. If that does not get you excited, I do not know what will.

Radio Talk - Lois on Akashic Records

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Lovers Separated by Jealous Murderer - Reunited

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Charlene, a lovely, physically fit woman in her early fifties, exudes that perky energy that one might naturally expect from someone who is an Iyengar yoga instructor. She had been divorced for several years and explained to me that she'd had more than one ill-fated relationship with unavailable men. But she finally found one who was not unavailable. This most recent relationship was with a much younger man, Lars, whom she met while on a vacation to Sweden a little over a year earlier. She had gone there on vacation with her loving adult son Juarez, who is an airline pilot.

Immediately Lars was head over heels in love with Charlene, begging her to come back to him. So Charlene scheduled a return trip a few months later. The two had a romantic, passionate love affair. Charlene became convinced that this man was the love of her life. She began to consider ways she might move to Sweden to be with him. She quietly put her house on the market to have the additional funds and freedom to move, and began to research how she might get a work permit for Sweden.

Charlene returned to see Lars every few months. But a strange twist came about with Charlene's son when he learned she was going back to Sweden the first time. His initial disapproval of the relationship turned to a blinding rage. His normally adoring attitude toward his mother suddenly shifted. He told his mother that all Lars wanted was sex. He screamed at her uncontrollably, and then refused to answer her phone calls. No one who knew him could fathom his reaction.

Yet Charlene continued to visit Lars, and when she was home they talked almost daily by phone. About a year later while visiting him, she told Lars she was planning to move to Sweden. Everything shifted in that moment. He told her he did not feel as she did, and that she should not plan to move there. She was devastated, and when she came to see me it was because many months later, her grief was still just as raw as it was initially.

In the reading, I saw and narrated a total of five lifetimes, but one of them immediately jumped out at Charlene with its uncanny relationship to the current life. In it she had been a wealthy, bored older Englishwoman in the 1700s who went to Germany to visit some distant cousins, who were a much younger married couple. She moved temporarily into their home as a guest. The young couple had a sexless marriage; the wife was simply not interested. Since there was a powerful attraction, Charlene began having an affair with the man, who reassured his wife that he wanted from their cousin nothing but sex. This went on for months before the wife, who felt her position was being disrespected, carefully plotted her revenge and poisoned Charlene, killing her.

Charlene and her lover had been violently separated at the peak of their passion for each other, and the man had instantly known it was at his wife's hand. As I told Charlene about this lifetime, it was clear that Lars was the husband in this German lifetime and Charlene's son, Juarez, had been the wife. I knew it and so did Charlene, even before I told her. The guilt of her having been murdered over him was profound, and this guilt made Lars fear Charlene's coming to live with or even near him again.

The uncanny part of this was that I had not known prior to the reading that Juarez had become disturbed when he found out Charlene and Lars were together, nor that he had sought counseling and been prescribed anti-depressants. Juarez had stated to the doctor (and later to his sister) that he was so enraged he wanted to kill his mother. He was feeling just exactly as he had felt in his past life as the "wronged" wife who had poisoned her cousin. Since he did not know about the past life, none of this was logical to Juarez. Charlene found out about his desire to kill her from Juarez' sister, who was worried for Charlene's safety.

Immediately after the reading Charlene felt a wave of peace come over her. By the next morning almost all of her unresolved pain over Lars was gone. While the pain was about 80% less, Charlene knew she still loved Lars. We both suspected the relationship was not over, but the unrelenting pain was gone and she could function again. This healing of the past life trauma will positively impact her relationship with both Lars and Juarez. Why? I have observed for over twenty years now that this is because unremembered events and relationships from past lives affect us until we know about them. We automatically begin to heal when we recall what was not remembered.This is how psychotherapy works with repressed childhood memories. Just remembering in a safe, non-judgmental environment allows the healing to take place.

Charlene hopes that when her integration of the past life is more complete she can share the information with her son, Juarez, so that he can benefit from the knowledge in a deeper way. Charlene's relationship with Lars is continuing, but she is moving more slowly with him now, so as to give him a chance to heal from the past life trauma.

Sons and Lovers

Many people who have read my book contact me for past life readings. These are people I have never met before, but I connect with them by looking at a photo where I can see their eyes. In doing this kind of long-distance past life/life purpose reading recently for Sandy Strong (not her real name), I saw a civilization which existed long ago. I had not seen this one before. In this lifetime she was the mother of a small boy aabout two or three years of age. This was one of those civilizations which existed on Earth prior to recorded history with no traces left today--not even small artifacts.

The people in this highly evolved civilization chose to live inside caves, because it was deeply in harmony with nature to do so. In this particular home, there were gorgeous blue stones growing in the sides of the walls. The home was very well built-out, too, with a shiny, smooth wooden plank floor butted nicely to the walls. Even though the walls were irregular, the wood was carefully cut so that it butted up to the uneven shape. It was exquisite craftsmanship.

More of nature's elements were incorporated into the home seamlessly. There was a naturally occurring waterfall inside the living room, which fell into a shallow pool. Aesthetically pleasing furniture, which was very comfy, but quite unusual yet natural-looking filled out the interior spaces.

The mother and son had been outside working in the garden at the time I was allowed to see. I am calling it a garden, but it was more like a wild, woodsy area, where the plants grow wherever they want, but the people cultivated and pruned them, and they also fertilized in a most natural way. The two of them came back in. I am watching the scene unfold as the mother begins putting the food away, cutting root crops away from the stalks, and separating the beans from their pods, washing the dirt off the roots. The mother hears the child splashing around in the water and thinks, "Oh he is playing with toys in the shallow pond again." Then he becomes too quiet. As any good mother would say, when it gets too quiet, it is time to check on a child.

So she does go in the next room to check on him. What she sees horrifies her. Her little boy is floating face down in the pool and has drowned, even though the little pool was so shallow he could have easily stood up. She never even considered that he could drown in such a shallow pool; it was only about eight inches deep. But because she did not check on him when she first heard splashing she felt deeply guilty, and grieved intensely for years. Teetering on the brink of mental illness, she was so depressed she almost could not function for a long time. She blamed herself entirely for his death.

This event happened to teach her compassion, among other things. Sometimes children come in to live a short while to teach those around them something. This kind of thing is agreed upon by everyone involved before incarnating. For Sandy, there is a recurring pattern many of in her lifetimes of either being a child who dies due to not being cared for properly, or being the parent who fails to supervise adequately. One of her lessons at a Soul level has been learning the importance of watching small children "like a hawk." So this experience was part of her learning that lesson. She also learned that the unimaginable can happen--things that we cannot predict at all. This Soul was learning compassion for people who make mistakes, and now has fully learned this on a Soul level. The Soul has also learned a deep sense of protection for children, more than most people ever experience, and working with children in some way is one part of her Life Purpose in this lifetime.

Her husbands (this was a culture which practiced polyandry) convinced her after about five years that she had a responsiblity to have more children, and they got her help so she would never have to be alone with a child again--this was her request. She then had three more children, and had a nanny at all times.

I told Sandy I was pretty sure this little boy was reincarnated as an ex-boyfriend she had asked about earlier, Randolph.

This was one of five lifetimes that came up for Sandy. What I found most fascinating was her reply the next day to her experience of hearing about this lifetime. Here is the pertinent part:


"Thank you very much Lois. It was a great reading!

I do believe the boy in the cave was Randolph--primarily because he is afraid of water and never learned to swim. However he hand built an exquisite curvaceous wooden deck outside his home with an integrated pond and waterfall. Which seemed entirely strange for someone so afraid of water. He also loves to garden. I even remember him telling me how deathly afraid he was of children getting near his pond.

As for the life purpose of having/being around children--I agree! Everyone calls me "mother goose" because I'm so protective of others."

and this from a later email that day...

"I'm sure Randolph would appreciate knowledge of the life as well. We don't speak anymore because he and I got too close a few years back and I was already married. I met Randolph at my first job out of college and we immediately became friends even though he was seventeen years my senior. He just seemed to get everything about me and he always seemed so interesting and intense. We spoke to each other every day for four years. It was strange but yet compelling. No one else understood why we were so close, including me!...


He is a special and gifted person. His craftsman skills are amazing and his gardens are bountiful. The cave explains so much about him and me. Even your description of the uniqueness of the wood floors, furniture, and beautiful blue stones on the walls. I've had an affinity for stones my whole life. I would have a house full of them if I could (maybe I will!). The furnishings sounded like what I would use today-super comfortable and yet special. Creating special environments was my intent and reason for going to architecture school.

Thank you again for helping me understand more of my life and purpose. If you'd like more of my revelations as they unfold I would be happy to share them."

I am constantly amazed at the relevance of the past lives of total strangers that I am allowed to see and narrate. Knowing about their past lives helps my clients understand why certain things have happened to them, why they feel the way they do about children, or a particular person, or animals, or phobias. Amazingly, just knowing about these forgotten pieces of our Soul's Journey allows the healing process to begin. It is such an honor to be allowed to do this part of my Life Mission!

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Spontaneous Past Life Recall

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The following is from my book:

Chapter Four

Spontaneous Past Life Recall

After the past life reading which I had done for Bruce in 1990, I did not think often about doing past life readings, it just slipped right out of my mind. I assume now that the time was not yet right for me to do more readings.

About a year later as I was doing bodywork on my friend Carol, something strange happened. Below is what she wrote to me later about her experience of that day in my office in Austin. I had known Carol only a few months when this occurred. I include this because it is a prime example of how a past life can just pop into a person’s mind, if the conditions and timing are correct, and their Guides want it to happen.

Carol was a wife and mother, who had set aside her career to stay home and raise her two sons, a choice that was not all that popular at the time. Most women were vigorously pursuing their careers. I had done the same thing a few years earlier, being a few years older than she, so I could identify with her. Her husband was earning quite a bit at that time. Their money came from a highly successful business which the two of them, along with a couple of friends, had started together a few years prior. After the children arrived, she had chosen to devote herself to her family because she could. Here is her accounting of that day on my healing table, in her own words:

“In the fall of 1991 I had one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I had decided to come to my friend Lois for my first professional massage. I was so pleased to relax and take time for myself from my busy life of taking care of others. The room was comfortably cool and dimly lit as I lay down on the massage table and settled into the face cradle. A beautiful array of crystals danced in the candlelight on the floor below me.

We spoke softly of our lives with our busy little boys as my knots of tension slipped away. I closed my eyes. As we quieted down, I suddenly felt a warm, dry breeze waft across my face and body. Then I became aware that a late afternoon sun beat down on my head and shoulders. As I opened my eyes, with my inner vision, I was looking across a deep blue sea stretching endlessly before me. I was standing on a white stone cliff, and I was not alone. I saw my feet in leather sandals and long gauzy robes fluttering about my legs. I felt strong and young and sure of my purpose.
I looked to my right and saw the steps of a temple looming behind us on the cliff. And I knew that it was my home, my work and my heart. As I looked to my left, my friend stood beside me. Our long, dark curls mingled in the sea breeze. I knew in my heart that it was Lois, and we were sisters in every sense of the word.

Then in the distance, I heard the voice of the Lois of today say, “you know...we were priestesses in Atlantis together”. With her voice my vision cleared and once again the crystals flashed in the candlelight. Shocked, I knew that we had shared the time of my vision of Atlantis, and with that knowledge my life would never be the same.”

Indeed I had seen the same vision, while my eyes were closed, and I was giving her a massage. Carol’s reaction was that she was shocked and amazed. It had a paradigm-shifting effect on her. For me it was confirmation of something I already hoped was true; people come together again from the same Soul families. She and I are still as close as sisters.
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