Archive | August 2015

Life Between Lives Hypnotic Regression Session on Aug. 28, 2015

I have been wanting a life-between-lives hypnosis regression session for years, so when my fellow psychic medium friend, Renee Buck (www.whispersfromthelight.com) stayed with me for 2 days while driving across country and offered a session, I said yes.  I am dealing with an almost 20 years long constant pain issue (along with other things) that has gotten much worse since the beginning of July, so I was hoping for some insight about my head/neck hell.  I already knew that I’ve been killed by my neck numerous times, including on July 19, 1692 in Salem during the Witch Trials.

The session was fascinating, emotionally hard at times as realizations came flooding through, physically hard (major aching in my arms and legs), and jaw dropping with WOW moments.  Renee took me back to my childhood, birth experience, and while I was in the womb.  A neck related thing showed up when I was around 4.  I was with my mom (assuming dad and sister too, but don’t know) at a petting zoo type place (may have been Lollipop Farm in the Rochester, NY area) when somehow I fell or got pushed down by a little herd of goats or sheep or something.  I can remember the panic and all I could see was stomachs and legs of the animals as they walked over me.  Mom reached down in and yanked me out to safety.  But, I sustained some damage to my neck at C5-C6.  I’m getting new x-rays and a new MRI tomorrow, but do know that there is a herniated disc at C5-C6 that showed up years ago, and my neck suddenly bends in the wrong direction at that point.

In the womb things were okay except that I could feel my mother’s anxiety.  I knew she wanted me, but was very anxious and nervous about becoming a mother.  Before birth, I was really upset.  I felt abandoned by my guides and felt that they had coerced me into taking on way too may difficulties and challenges in this life.  I did not want to be born.  I wanted desperately to back out of the agreement.  That’s probably why mom was in labor for so many hours.  I was refusing to come out.  She was heavily drugged during it, so when I did finally pop out, I don’t remember interacting with her right away.  The lights were so bright!  The sudden light in my face and loud noises bothered me.  I recalled one male doctor and 3 nurses.

Renee then took me back further and there was this moment when I saw this garden that I described as an English type garden with lots of manicured bushes and such, but not as many flowers, but when Renee said, “Or like France” I suddenly knew I was seeing Versailles’ gardens!  I have LONG felt I lived at the Palace of Versailles long ago due to a life I glimpsed in 1988.  At one point during the session as Renee was leading me to deeper levels, I walked down this glass staircase that was pretty…with wooden railings.

Renee then suggested I go to a past life where I also had psychic gifts, and used them in a beneficial way.  I was suddenly seeing what looked like a monastery in Tibet, but felt Nepal.  I may have been near the border as I have a strong connection to the Ganesh Himal region.  I saw my feet and I was wearing sandals made of yak skin/leather with horse hair twine stuff tying them together.  I was dressed in tan/orange robes.  I was a 14 year old Buddhist monk.  I was on my way to the market to pick up some supplies for the monastery as they requested the younger monks do chores like that.  But, I liked going to the market because there was a girl I loved from afar who worked there.  She had long dark hair.  I pined for her, but knew that we could never be a couple.  I had been chosen to be a monk because of “seer” qualities I had shown when very young.  I had dreams that came true, etc.  I had been considered to be gifted and special.  I had been “chosen” and I respected the responsibility bestowed upon me.  I took it very seriously and put duty and honor before personal desire and knew I was giving up ever having a normal life.  But, I loved her…and it made my heart ache.  I went through a special “ordination” ceremony when I was 16 and then we jumped forward to when I was about 65.  I had become a very respected teacher and taught other young monks about how to attain connection to the divine.  I taught with compassion and not a heavy hand.  There was always a slight glimmer of sadness about the girl, but I accepted the sacrifices I made as I accomplished a lot that was important.  She did end up getting married to someone else and had a nice life.  I died at age 72 in year 1147 after an illness.  On my deathbed I was surrounded by chanting monks and I meditated on the bardo.  There were lit candles around the room.

After I died, I went out into the universe and saw billions of stars.  Two guides then greeted me and led me, one on each side, by my shoulders as we flew to the Other Side.  There was an “Emerald City’ type crystal building that emitted green light and as we floated along the path leading to the huge double doors, I looked down and realized that the path was made of water!  We were “walking on water”!  I was led into this large, all white room with a crescent shaped desk.  I stood facing the table (the arc of the crescent faced me) as the 2 spirit guides stayed with me but stepped slightly behind me.  At the table were 7 beings.  The one in the middle was quite a bit bigger than the 6 others, and felt male.  I say “felt male” because the inner aura was pink.  He had long-ish blonde hair and blue eyes.  They all wore white judge type robes.  His name was Halcyon.  I found out that I have carried something over from that Buddhist life that I shouldn’t have.  I have thought that I needed to go through life alone in order to be successful with my spiritual work.  I subconsciously have felt that a partner would be a distraction and hold me back.  I have felt I’ve needed to sacrifice like the Buddhist monk did…which is incorrect.

It also came up that I knew Renee from another one (at least I think it was a separate life) of my Buddhist past lives.  I knew of 2 before yesterday.  She had been my teacher in one.

Also at the table was Lisette, my fairy guide (her purpose is to lighten me up and make me laugh), and Latho, who is more stern and hits me in the back/right part of my head when I’m being stupid about something.  The soul I know as my Grandpa Slovik was there (in the room, not at the table), Uncle Chuckie, an ex boss named Don Kline, and 2 Spiritualist reverends from my past, Frances Scher and Eveliani (Evelyn) Chaneske (Gilbert).

It came out that my serious health challenges for years DO have a purpose.  Their purpose is to teach me compassion for others so that when I teach, I don’t teach too sternly.  It was made clear that my true work is as a teacher.  I was told that the things I’m doing now to try to help my health are the right things to do.  Whether I’ll ever be totally out of pain was kind of vague, but I will be getting help…and at least will improve.

I was told that it’s true I’m very connected to the entire Rocky Mountains region…Colorado and New Mexico.  I will finally be freed up to leave Albuquerque, energetically, after I get the help I need for my head and neck issue.  I was told that my presentation at the November NM UFO/Paranormal Forum will lead to my real work taking off.  I will be traveling around to speak and teach in upcoming years and will get invitations to appear at various events around the country.  Supposedly, I’ve already been teaching at all of the office jobs I’ve ever had as you can teach without realizing it.

Just very briefly, my Salem Witch Trials life did come up and it seems I was Sarah Good.  Reading about her life is upsetting.  I did NOT kill animals as they said.  Under hypnosis in 2002 I remember doing herbal healing work on animals in the woods.

Sarah Good Grave Marker

Sarah Good Grave Marker

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Good_(Salem_witch_trials)

Supposedly, I also knew Renee in that life.  She was a sympathizer in the “audience” and was young.  I got the name Gretchen Winthrop for her.  I do know that being hung in that life is affecting my neck now.  I’ve tried to release it, but it’s been hard.  I was told I need to let go of the anger and hatred toward those who killed me in order to let go of the energetic neck trauma.  THAT will be a challenge.

Supposedly I have indeed 2 past lives in New Mexico.  One as a Colorado Ute where I came down into the Taos area to trade, and one as a Mescalero Apache.  I was told that I was brought to New Mexico to heal.

I am probably forgetting stuff that came up yesterday, but it was very helpful and eye opening.  I gained a lot of clarity.

In light,

Atheria

Annoying spirit guides and other events…

The past few days have been eventful.  Something is going on in the ethers.  It started off with something wonderful on Thursday night.  Bodhi, my sweet boy kitty…who passed away on 9/25/2012, came to me in spirit again via a dream.  There is always a different feel to dreams when they aren’t regular dreams, but instead something on the astral.  In this “dream” he showed himself much younger, I’d guess about 4-5 months old.  I miss him and Karma, who passed away on 8/24/2013, so much every single day.  It warms my heart that he makes the effort to visit so often.  I’ve only had one visit from Karma, and that was just after she was released from being cocooned for quite a while to heal on the Other Side.  I wish she’d visit more, but I’m sure there is a good reason why she can’t.  Yes, animals get cocooned too, like humans do, if their souls suffered too traumatically before passing.  I’m pretty sure Karma had a brain tumor (or possibly cancer somewhere else) and she showed signs of dementia.  Bodhi was very playful in his most recent visit, and it was wonderful to see him.

Then, last night when I was getting ready to do yoga there wasn’t much worth watching on TV (yes, I know I shouldn’t be watching TV while doing yoga…hehehe) but I found the show, “Elementary”.  I watch it occasionally, but not constantly.  Now, I should preface this by mentioning that Taos kept popping into my head all day yesterday, with the weird feeling that I’m not supposed to move to a bigger city like I’m hoping to (Denver, Seattle, etc.) but am supposed to go to tiny Taos.  Now, Taos first “called” me in 1998 and I fell in love with it, but…and this is a big but…it’s SMALL and there are not many, if any, high paying quality jobs.  Add to that the fact I’m bored out of my mind in Albuquerque, a city of 500,000+ people, and what would I do in a town of 5,000 people to stay occupied?!  And don’t get me started about how hard it is to find people to date here…with it being even harder, or impossible, in Taos.

Okay, so back to yoga and “Elementary”.  Just after I started watching it, in mid downward dog, the lead character (Sherlock Holmes) is on the phone having a brusque conversation with someone as Watson walks in and asks him what’s going on.  He responded saying something like, “I’m just bargaining with someone in Taos, New Mexico!”  What?!  I mean, what are the odds that this TV show, which takes place in New York City, would randomly mention Taos on yesterday’s episode I just happened to catch after Taos had been in my head all day?!  My guides have an annoying sense of humor!  I cannot help but feel they are nagging me to move to Taos with the increasing number of “coincidences” happening lately.  But what am I going to do to earn a quality living?!  Oh, have I also mentioned that I don’t love cold weather and Taos is just under 7,000 feet elevation and gets COLD?!  Don’t get me started on the lack of men thing.  Bah!  I want a BIGGER city with opportunity, not a little town!  Yes, I’m having a temper tantrum, and here is an example of last night’s reaction:

My guides are being totally unreasonable if they seriously want me to move to Taos.  Then again, there is this little voice in the back of my head that is saying, “Well, if you’d moved to Taos back i n 1998 like you SHOULD have…your whole life would have worked out better and you wouldn’t be so behind.  Stop fighting the call…”  Beyond my Instagram tantrum, I loudly said to my unseen friends, “If you really want me to move to Taos, then you need to come up with a good job for me and a place to live (it’s hard to find good and affordable places there) and open some doors!  This is on you or I’m not cooperating!”

Well, at some point last night (was too lazy to roll over and look at the clock)…like they’ve done before…I heard, clear as day, a doorbell being rung.

Doorbell in spirit

Doorbell in spirit

The last time this happened, when I had my house, it was my uncle, Chuckie, trying to get my attention.  He would also knock at night, occasionally.  This time, I’m not so sure it was him.  I think it was one of my prankster guides…but since he does watch over me, it could have been him.  Whoever it was, he/she was just being a smarty pants and letting me know that they are at the door I need to open.

It’ll be interesting to see what happens.  The thing is, during my reading with gifted medium Karen Fay, late last September, she said I’d be relocating within a year.  She couldn’t get a clear read on whether I was going to leave New Mexico, or just move far within the state.  She waffled a bit, and then sided with me moving out of state.  Taos “could” make sense as it’s not that far from Colorado and would explain the mixed signals she was getting.  But, really, I want a CITY that has an IKEA and things to do!  But, I also know how to make God laugh….by telling him our plans.

Peace,

Atheria