Reincarnation: The Wheel of Life.
It’s a thorny issue for most folk. “If I lived before, how come I can’t remember?”
(Cue: “The Twilight Zone” opening sequence.) “Imagine if you will living in a world where everyone remembers exactly who they are, what they once were, and how they will become their true selves in the future. Welcome to enlightenment.”
Seemingly, this is the Kingdom of Heaven, as promised by Jesus.
But it isn’t some far off place, it’s within each one of us.
During my very first past-life regression, I ‘imagined’ myself swimming in a stream of pure, clean water. Then I emerged (somewhat like this image) to a new situation, living as a fur trader with some Native Canadian people. In some ways, I thought I was making it up, by wanting desperately to believe that I was Pierre-Esprit Radisson.
I didn’t trust what I ‘saw’.
Part of that distrust came from the fear of cryptomnesia (“hidden memory”): taking something I’d read about or seen and re-spinning it in my own way, like Bridey Murphy.
But, looking back some 40 years later, I can still ‘see’ the scene, through my own eyes.
(The Wheel of Life image at the beginning of this post is a stylized horoscope. It comes from a page on reincarnation by the Theosophical Society of England. Check it out.)
My work with birth and death charts has yielded an unexpected bonus: proof of prior lives, but especially of the one I fondly call my original “Rolling Stone”, Radisson.
I was looking back on this post last week because one of my correspondents challenged me to discuss if I’d ever researched my own past lives. (Well, haven’t I?)
The links between Radisson’s birth chart and my own are too strong to be ‘just a coincidence’. His life and mine are inextricably connected. We are “One”.
According to Wikipedia: In physics and chemistry, the law of conservation of energy states that the total energy of an isolated system remains constant; it is said to be conserved over time. This law, first proposed and tested by Émilie du Châtelet, means that energy can neither be created nor destroyed; rather, it can only be transformed or transferred from one form to another.
Doesn’t that make sense?
In much the same way, life is never created nor destroyed, either. We live on, to fight another day. We continue to grow in each new and better way.
I have often said, “Just because you don’t believe something, doesn’t mean that it won’t happen.” (Slightly paraphrased, here.) In other words, you can blindly stumble through your life, from one crisis to the next, blaming others for your circumstances, or you can take responsibility for the training of your soul, and work with your life as it is now.
There’s only NOW.
My birthmark was dark spot near my heart. Appropriate, somehow.