Living Life in Between

"Think about your life". This has been Steven's message to me every time I have a moment alone with my thoughts. It is a bit of a surprise to hear such a message since most of the time I feel like I need to stop thinking so much about my life. lol Along with the message comes a feeling that is hard to describe except to say that it feels like I am running out of time. The feeling reminds me of a question Steven asked me about a year ago. He asked, "What if I told you you only have ten years left to live? What would you do?" Now it could have just been a question, but very rarely is any question Steven asks just a question.There is usually a reason for it. Never did Steven say I only had ten years left to live, BUT he definitely got me to thinking: What if I only have ten years? What would I do differently? Think about your life.  In reality, there really wasn't all that much I would change - nothing big like career or living location, anyway. No, wh...

Well, he wasn't really gone, just took a step back. I figured as much. He is my Primary Guide, or as he likes to call himself, my Companion Traveler. :) A friend of mine drew a spirit portrait of Steven for me. I thought it turned out pretty well. Steven has come to me in many forms. The first time I saw him he was high up and HUGE. The white light around him was extremely bright and his presence was overwhelming. I felt very humbled by him and somewhat ashamed, as if I were being judged or something. I can't quite explain the feeling. I don't recall what exactly he looked like, but I remember seeing a large cowboy hat and thinking how odd it was that he was a cowboy. The next time I saw him was during meditation. I must have gone astral and not realized it. I remember seeing the bare upper body of a man. He came up to me and hugged me tightly. I could feel the warmth of his body and felt very attracted to him at the same time. I felt very, very loved. He was weari...

1860s - California I am a man in California. I was not ugly, but I was rough and hard, my face wrinkled from hours in the sun and on the trail. I had light to medium brown hair, which had been blond in my youth, and I had a mustache and beard. My eyes were light, green I think. My body was thin and muscular but I did have a small belly. I didn't always live in California, I move there from the eastern US because of a job. I was in law enforcement and the gold rush had brought disorder to California. I mainly stayed in San Francisco, but my job took me all over the territory. I remember that I had a wife, but she refused to move west with me. I remember that she was  very beautiful and frail with long black hair and porcelain skin. Since we lived so far apart, letters were our only contact. In those times I grew very listless and depressed. I found myself going against my marriage vows and spending the nights with prostitutes and whores. I had tried to resist the urge but had ...

460AD I am a man. I can barely see and am dizzy. I am very hungry and thirsty. I can see a sandy color all around me and an open window to my left. I can see the blue sky outside. The ground is also sandy colored and I can feel that it is dirt. When I look down at myself I see my ankles are cuffed and chained to the ground. I want to die and try to close my eyes. I hear a man's voice above me shout, "You can't die yet" and feel a pain in the side of my head. The dizziness returns and I black out. 1610AD I recalled this life in hypnosis. I am a young woman in France, probably around the age of 19. I have dark hair and am about 5 feet tall. I am very thin and fairly attractive. I am married to a Duke or someone of royal ties. He is much older than me and I consider him very unattractive. He has dark hair and is very tall and slender. His nose is very pronounced.  I resent the fact that I am married to my husband. It was an arranged marriage by my parents. I beli...

80AD I have recalled pieces of this life at least six times since my first memory of it. This account will be of that first memory. It was spontaneous and came to me in meditation quite unexpectedly. At first I saw myself. I was a small child. I was maybe six or seven years old with long brown hair. The image I got in my mind looked like that of a wild child. I was wearing animal skin-type clothing that was short sleeved and dirty with holes and worn spots in it. My hair was long and knotted like it had never seen a comb. My face was dirty and I looked like I had been crying. I asked the questions where and when. I got Romania and the year 80AD. As I looked more closely at the life I saw where I was standing. Around me I saw small fires smoldering. It looked like they were the remains of houses. I could see bodies of men, women and children lying here and there. They had been brutally killed. Most had bloody heads and some had no head at all. The emotion with the scene was on...

I have remembered many past lives in my quest for knowledge. Some came about spontaneously, while others were found during auditing sessions. I even found one during a hypnosis session. Lately I have wanted to write down all my past lives in order from my very first memory to my most recent. I am going to limit the lives on the time line to my Earth lives because I have remembered lives where I was most obviously not on Earth and feel those dates/times will only confuse the time line. For the first part of the time line I am going to start with those lives I have remembered that are the farthest back, so those during BCE (Before Current Era or Before Christian Era) or the years before Christ's birth. BCE is the opposite from AD (meaning Anno Domini or In the year of the Lord ) when it comes to how the dating works. Instead of the years counting up from 1 like they do in AD time lines, the years actually count down from as far back in the past as the time the of man's fir...

As I was reading an article about a baby girl that was abducted from her home in Missouri at the beginning of the month, I got some vivid images and information. This hasn't happened to me very often, and only one other time has it been so vivid. I first saw a tree. It was tall enough that I would have to look up to see the foliage. I then knew the baby girl was under the tree. I got a strong emotional sensation that emanated from the pit of my stomach. This is a gut reaction I will often get when I know I am connected with spirit. I felt sad and anxious at the same time. The feeling continued and I could not avoid the images that came next. I saw more of the scenery. The tree had other trees around it. I saw a very old wooden fence that had holes in it and looked rotten. I saw weathered boards on the ground under the trees and a shed on my left with a cracked or broken window. All looked very old and rotten, as if abandoned by whomever owned it. I also saw some overgrown shrub...