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Sunday, May 21, 2017

Past Life Meditation




I am a sucker for a good guided meditation.  Especially if the guided meditation is going to take me on a wonderful adventure.  When one of my good friends sent me a link to a guided meditation that helps you figure out your past life, I knew I had to try it out asap.

It's funny.  Every out-of-body experience I have, I usually go in with a little bit of an expectation.  Or a vision of what to expect.  It's never good to have those mental pictures already in your head before starting because then you're pretty much controlling the experience, which is not what I want at all.  When I started the meditation I half expected to see a medieval castle where I was a princess or prominent lady.  I also thought I might find myself in ancient Greece or Rome.  You know, something exciting and notable.  But that's not what happened at all!

And I was grateful for that.

The meditation took me through all sorts of places that would help me go deeper into my mind, and when it was time to open the door and discover my past life, I was amazed.  I opened the door and was immediately transported to South America.  I heard the ocean, felt the sand in between my toes, and felt the cool breeze on my face.  I looked up and saw the night sky.  The stars and constellations were not like anything I've ever seen before.  I knew I was at least 100 years back in time.

I was standing on that beach as a pre-teen boy.  I stood there with fear in my heart and I felt it deep in the pit of my stomach.  At such a young age, I felt an immense amount of pressure and had the worry of failure.  I stood there and had a rush of memories.  First as a very young boy, being told that I was to be a Shaman.  Then flashes throughout my young life of training with the local Shaman, journeying, taking hallucinogenics, and then the most recent memory of being prepped for the big test to determine if I will become a Shaman or not.

It was a very big ceremony that consisted of fire, some sort of drug that would make me hallucinate something awful, and a very sick woman that I was supposed to heal.  I was shaking from all the pressure.  I saw an older Shaman's face in my mind'd eye and he was firm but also comforting.  He told me I would do fine and I would not fail.  I was destined to be the village Shaman and I would fulfill that destiny.  I heard drumming, smelled smoke from the fire they started, and I squared my shoulders and turned to walk back toward the ceremony.  Apparently I was ready.

And then my vision was over.

It was an intense vision and meditation, but one I am so glad to have experienced.  Does it necessarily mean that what I saw was actually one of my past lives?  No.  But it did help answer some personal questions.  Before I started the meditation, I half expected to see myself in the medieval ages living as a princess in a castle in England.  So the fact that it was 100% not what I expected; that I was a boy, and was doing something I never thought I had done before tells me that there was something of substance there.  It helped to explain why I have this natural pull to be a healer.  Why I am so obsessed with Shamanism, long to live in a jungle in solitude, and to always want to be meditating and dreaming.  If this vision has truth to it, being a healer is just who I am and was, even well before I was born in 1984.  That's something I take very seriously and am proud of.

If you've never explored your past lives, I highly recommend it.  Here is the link to the meditation I used: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dqqUjWRaS0g&t=1368s

Please comment below with your own experiences, or email me at andreababb4@gmail.com.  I would love to hear from you!

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