Even though I am spiritually Attuned and clairaudiently able to receive and communicate knowledge presented to me from Source, when it comes to knowing me and understanding me, sometimes it’s hard to tune in and get the answers I need. I am of the belief that spiritual healers need spiritual healers just like a car needs to go in for a yearly tune-up. I am too close and ego involved in my human life to give a necessary, passive assessment in most situations. Sometimes it comes to me (Gifted) without me asking for it, other times I need to reach out to trusted advisors for help.

Now, why am I saying this? Because yesterday I had a Reiki session to help me navigate something I knew in my gut but couldn’t unravel.

We just came back from Lisbon, Portugal last week and, truth be told, the entire vacation – from start to finish – was rather disastrous. At one point, I didn’t even want to go anymore and was willing to cancel everything. It was as though everything that could go wrong did go wrong, and we all three ended the vacation with gastro – something my son is still fighting. I said to my husband, “We have been cursed, this vacation is cursed,” and I felt those words in my bones. It even followed me after the vacation; a lingering sense of cursed. 

According to my friend and trusted Reiki Teacher, I wasn’t wrong.

It turns out I had a past life in Portugal where I was a man who died from the plague. I had blamed myself for the illness and for, “being in the wrong place at the wrong time” when it otherwise could have been avoided. And, essentially, I cursed any return to those lands. This does explain my years of hesitation for visiting this country… But it also explains why I knew off the bat this was a curse, and why I was so ready to “abandon ship,” if you will, and just stay home. It also explains why when we left I said, “Even though it was beautiful, I do not have intentions of coming back.” We didn’t even see remotely close to all of it, but I still don’t think I intend to return.

The oddest thing is that I received this information after I just launched a new Past Lives Intercession service, where the goal is to learn about your past life connections with your child(ren) and what healing can be brought forward into this timeline through that knowledge. This synchronicity almost felt like a confirmation of the transformative power of knowing and understanding your past lives, and how those fragments of soul memory can really ripple into your present life.

In the book Little Stories of Your Life, author Pashby says, “being immaculate does not make a room interesting,” and this is equally applicable to being human. Having an immaculate soul past does not make you interesting; part of understanding who we are now comes with understanding who we were, what hurt us, what frustrated us, what stood in our way, what bonds we made and broke, and more. These all make us better in the present, which is the absolute magic of healing through our past lives.

There may be something about your child that triggers you, a relationship aspect that leaves you confused, a shift in authoritative roles that makes you wonder, a hard-head that has you overwhelmed – whatever it is, the likelihood of this being your very first life with your child is very, very slim (basically impossible), so learning about what you’ve shared together will truly help harmonize and balance the relationship in the now. Even with a beautiful shared bond in the present, understanding what you’ve shared before will help strengthen and lift that.

I’m so uplifted by this new service.

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I am sitting on this crevice of something big; I can feel it in my bones. I know this feeling well. It existed before I began writing my book. It existed when I began new services with my other business, Seeking Celestial Grace. It existed before I sat down and created my two journals. I can just feel it.

While I do have the bones for the book I was told to write by Source, it has been a while since I’ve opened it up and allowed myself to continue it. Perhaps that is the call? But that doesn’t feel like all of it. I can certainly sense that it’s related to this space, motherhood, and writing. Writing is invigorating me and feeding my Spirit as it has done so many times before. I am making conscious time for the action and feeling the gratitude to Source for that space and opportunity. It is an essential and I’m making it a priority – even though it may seem hard, as a mother. Life is even better (and it’s so endlessly great) when I am allowing myself to write – to write without pressure and without direction, to just sit and let it flow, let my fingertips slide along the keys and make the decision for themselves, no thought, no second guessing, no worries about performance due to the public space of this blog. But something else, something more, with this act of writing at the center is coming, and I’m trying to still the ache and desire and excitement because I am always gifted with the wisdom when I gain grace, humility, and stillness.

So, let me part here – and let me be still for a while.

xx C