My Akashic Journey ~ Chapter Eight ~ Multiple Timelines and Simultaneous Lives, Oh MY!!!


So I’ve been minding my own business, working on a new teen trilogy idea and entertaining myself with the research when I’m not conducting private Akashic Readings and totally NOT thinking about what the next chapter of My Akashic Journey will entail. Although, I do admit, I did give it a wonder for a brief moment, but I figured I had some learning and growing to do before it would come together, as is usually the case.

I had decided that my young adult novel series will take place in Boston. I’m not even sure why – it was just a given. Didn’t even think twice about it. Which is weird because I have not been to Boston in at least 15 years, and, to be honest, even though I had a great time there in my college days, I don’t miss it much. But I do miss my college buddy and Pleiadian family member who lives there. And thank goodness she does, because she has been very instrumental in helping me decide what Boston high school my main character will attend and which neighborhoods are most ideal for the setting.

It was during our discussion on Thursday, July 11, 2013, that the beginnings of this chapter began to manifest when my Pleiadian sister said: “Forget Fenway. It’s all been rebuilt with high rises and is snotty. You could put them in an upper apartment on Queensbury. They could have tall windows overlooking the Fens out toward Mass College of Art and the Fine Arts Museum.”

Long pause for consideration. I had spent a LOT of time in that neighborhood walking my dog, shooting hoops, running the cinder track around the patchy football field. So close to Boston Latin, the oldest and most famous high school in the city, which was also the first school I thought my main character should attend, until I remembered it’s a private school.

“Wait!” my Pleiadian sister said, “Put them in a condo on the eighth floor of Charlesgate! You know the building and its history, so you can play with that!”

Whaaaaat??? They converted our old college dormitory into condos? Seriously?!

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I lived on the eighth floor the first couple months of my freshman year at Emerson College. The place was a total dump with nasty stucco walls that looked like plastered cheese curds and a lethargic elevator that never fully made it to the floor landing. I usually had to step up, or even pull myself up onto the landing from inside the elevator – until I got smart and started taking the stairs.

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“I lived on the eighth floor freshman year,” I said. “Totally haunted!”

I wasn’t keen on the idea. The old Charlesgate Hotel is massive. Just… HUGE!!!  I had been thinking more of an old factory loft-style apartment with exposed brick walls and majestic windows for my novel. Although I suppose that type of setting has been overdone.

What is really weird, here, is that I mentioned this very building in Chapter Seven of My Akashic Journey as Exhibit C of my guides’ presentation of information regarding multiple lives and timelines:

Then my guides show me Exhibit C, that ornate tile décor I noticed in my dormitory building at 4 Charlesgate East in Boston, Massachusetts, when I was a freshman at Emerson College. I recognized it immediately and realized “I’ve been here before,” with utmost clarity and certainty. Then I frowned. “But I’ve NEVER been here before,” I reminded myself.

I must admit that I didn’t really fully “get it” until Friday, July 12, when I began researching the building. I first started with the present-day stuff for my novel. If you Google 4 Charlesgate East, all kinds of realtor listings for available condo units pop up. And, yes, the eighth floor unit is currently available “again.” Massive renovations have taken place since I lived there in the fall semester of 1989. It’s nice and all, but hardly worth the $790,000 asking price for the 2 bedroom/2 bathroom,  1,003 square-foot condo. Unless you really enjoy living with perverted and temperamental ghosts, that is.

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As I continued to scroll through the Google listings, I came upon an interesting link to an article describing the old Charlesgate Hotel as “the most haunted building in Boston.” Built in 1891 by architect J. Pickering Putnam, the building served as a luxury hotel until 1947, then there are conflicting stories about it being a dormitory for female Boston University seminary students (THERE’s a contrast!) or a dorm for male BU students from 1947-1972. Maybe it was both. Twenty-five years is a long time span, so who knows for sure? Over the next nine years the building is said to have been a tenement building for “wayward types” until Emerson College purchased it for use as a dormitory in 1981. The building then sold, again, around 1994/1995 (more conflicting reports) and has since been converted into condominiums.

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So I read through a number of articles on these “haunted Boston” type sites. Some of the stories I read about the haunted happenings were familiar. Others were not. Most were far more over-the-top  than what I experienced myself (personal items shooting across my dorm room with great force, dead-bolted doors flinging open with a crash at two a.m., caressing and tickling feelings on my calves and thighs while lying in bed, and the clicking sounds of my roommate’s cosmetic cases being opened and closed while I was the only one in the room. She later asked if I had messed with her stuff because it was all out of place!)

When I moved from the very small eighth floor (every article makes a big deal out of the fact that the eighth floor cannot be seen from the street and some go so far as to say that it had been purposely built that way as a secret hideaway for mafia activity, but I always got the feeling the eighth floor was an addition, and not part of the original building) to the larger second floor, I began to hear more and more student accounts of ghostly encounters. One resident assistant spent most of her time sitting in the hallway because the negative energy in her room was too much for her to bear. Just telling me about it made the hairs on her arms stand up, and she showed me her goose bumps. Right around that time a story appeared in our school newspaper stating that several female students had reported a male ghostly figure dressed in black and wearing a black hat and cape getting fresh with them while lying in their beds. I believed it since I had felt the mysterious caressing and tickling nonsense when I was on the eighth floor, but it never occurred to me to report it to anyone, especially after my roommate looked at me like I had three heads when I told her I felt our room was haunted.

Even though I was only eighteen and from a small, rural area where I’d lived in a fairly new, one-owner home with no spooky history, I was pretty chill about all the spirit activity I suddenly encountered without warning. As I sat and thought about it on July 12, Scarborough (my higher self) communicated to me that Charlesgate was, actually, a portal.

Wait? What? A portal?!!

Yes, a portal to other dimensions and timelines.

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Okay, weird. The first time I had ever encountered that word  was when a psychic friend came over to my house to investigate all the wild spirit activity I had been experiencing at my current home in southwest Michigan. She told me she felt a “magic gateway” in my basement that dug down way deep into the ground and shot way high up into the sky, but also curved out, northward, toward the fireplace, and vibrated like a giant tuning fork.

“The spirits are attracted to it,” she told me.

Hmm. And all this time I thought I was on some kind of Native American spiritual site or burial ground. (Not in a “Poltergeist” (the movie) kind of way, but in a far more sacred feeling sort of way that is peaceful until a disturbed soul wanders in seeking my assistance.)

Another portal, I thought to myself as I stared at a photo of Charlesgate on my laptop screen. Some of the articles were going so far as to say that the architect, J. Pickering Putnam, had been rumored to dabble in the occult and that he had purposely designed the building with materials to attract dark energies. The movie Ghostbusters suddenly came to mind, and it all seemed so crazy. I searched for more information on the architect, who was a Boston Latin alumna (coincidence?) and a Harvard graduate who traveled to France to further his studies at The School of Fine Arts in Paris.

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Paris? Really? Coincidence again, I wondered as I stood and stretched. Suddenly a vision of the ornate decorative tile I recognized as an 18-year old flashed in front of my eyes. I shook it away and glanced at my laptop screen again. Architect. The word was the only clear thing on the page.

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“Architect!” I realized.

Oh. My. God.

I felt the instant connection. My twin flame’s Akashic Records said she had been an architect who designed the grand staircase on the Titanic. Was it possible she had also been this J. Pickering Putnam guy as well? And, if so… how is that possible if the Titanic sank in 1912 and her architect self was on the ship? How could she also be an architect in Boston designing and building the Charlesgate Hotel in 1891?

Ohh, here we go with the parallel universe, multiple timelines and simultaneous lives mindfuck again!!! Am I right?

Well, you know exactly what time it is now! Time for a My Akashic Journey reading!

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Okay, so, I know you are trying to help me make a connection to another life by showing me the ornate wall tile at Charlesgate right when I was reading the word Architect on my laptop screen. I feel  a correlation, so what are you trying to tell me, exactly?

The reason you recognized the tile and felt you had been there before was because you had been there many, many times with your husband who was, yes, the architect of that building. And, yes, the higher self of that individual, J. Pickering Putnam, or JP Putnam as he preferred to be called, was Ulron, the twin-flame soul mate of your higher self, Scarborough.

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Okay, so, in an Akashic reading I conducted for her last summer, my twin-flame was told that she had been an architect who designed the grand staircase of the Titanic, of which she was supposedly a passenger when it sunk in April of 1912. So, how is it possible that she was incarnated as an architect in Belfast, Ireland, working on the Titanic while, at the same time, incarnated as JP Putnam, another architect designing and building the Charlesgate Hotel?

They were on two different timelines. Parallel, yes, and happening simultaneously, yes, but on completely different timelines.

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How is that possible?

Well, there are many, many different parallel worlds, dear. We could try to explain it, but it would boggle your brain too much. So, for the sake of your sanity, just know that it is possible and happening on so many different levels with so many different fractals of your higher self that you could not even begin to imagine how it is all kept organized, but it is.

Okay, so, is it a computer program? Like, in The Matrix? Are we a bunch of Sims-type characters? How can you explain
it better?

We just told you that we can’t. It would fry your brain. And most humans don’t want to know. They are too busy being occupied by the system. Too interested in their own Sims-type games to realize they could really be living real lives if they could just unplug. But, what they are doing is very much like what your higher selves are doing. Running programs. Experimenting with different characters. But, actually feeling through these characters who are in physical bodies. But the idea was not to become so mind-centered that you stop living and experiencing. Yes, it is part of the program… to experiment to see how deeply rooted fear can immobilize an entire race. You remember the days when you, as a kid, used to go outside and roam and play for hours and hours with no parental supervision. You were free to explore your world. There were no simulated, computer programmed games to play. And your parents weren’t worried too much about your safety until you started driving their car. And really, then, they were more worried about their car or “the other guy on the road,” than they were worried about you. Not that they didn’t love you, but that their fears and worries were more about financial issues or you being a victim than you actually causing a problem on the road. Regardless, if you sat around in your room on your computer all the time, they would have been more worried about you than they were when you were outside roaming and exploring, and, yes, even driving their car. Because, just 30 years ago, life was very, very different. You were still expected to be socially engaging… or engaged… with people face to face. Not in chat rooms or through simulated online games. The whole idea of incarnating into physical bodies is to fully experience life through all or most of the senses. Many are no longer doing this for they have become so enslaved by the system that even their free time is consumed by the system.

It sounds to me like we are being treated like lab rats. What is the point?

To see if the lab rat cares enough about itself to free itself…  and the other lab rats.

Seriously? That is totally fucked up. And you wonder why so many of us are depressed and suicidal?

We know why you are. We understand fully. But we also know that you all have the power to change it. The question is, do you want to? And, if you want to, how are you going to go about it? Are you going to continue killing each other for power? Are you going to continue to allow a flawed system run by a few elite control you? Your lives? Your loved ones lives?

The problem is that we don’t know how to change it. We’ve got people channeling ETs who are telling us they are coming to save us. We’ve got these other groups telling us that there are some benevolent trusts that are about to gift us with prosperity packets so we, too, can experience wealth and abundance and finally live again. The problem is that this has been going on for years and nothing ever happens. Peaceful protests have been going on and on and on, but nothing changes much. We’re still enslaved by the system. How do we change it?

How do you stop abuse? You walk away from it. You have this power. All of you. Together. You have to disengage. You have stop lending your energy to the system. That is the only way out.

How do you end a game you can never win? You simply stop playing.

How do you starve a system that starves you? Easy. You cut them off. Collectively.

How do you disengage? You have to detach. Detach yourself from fear. Detach yourself from worry. Detach yourself from the lower vibrations that keep you dependent on their system.

We’ve heard all of this before. The majority of the collective does not listen or follow this advice. It seems like the majority of the collective is still deeply asleep. How is it the same or different on other timelines and the parallel worlds?

Each one is slightly different, since variance of outcomes are being explored and recorded. For example, right now, in a parallel universe on the very same timeline as yours, the Trayvon Martin case/Zimmerman trial has seen Zimmerman convicted to a twenty year sentence. Basically, some outcomes are the opposite of what you are currently experiencing regarding human rights cases while some remain the same.

Okay, so are all the people in that parallel universe exactly the same over there as they are here? With the same higher selves?

Some are participating while some are not. Some are the exact same identity “there” as “here” while others are different, but whether they are the same or different, yes, they all have the same higher selves. That is, IF they are participating in that particular universe on that particular timeline.

Okay, so, how does it work – the universe and timeline I am currently working from – are there more than one timeline within this “universe?”

Yes. There are several. We know it’s confusing. Which is why we don’t try to explain it too much.

It seems chaotic. How is it possible to keep it all straight?

The Akashic Records keep it all documented. If you want to keep going with the “lab” metaphor, think of the different timelines as “batches” or “groups” that were started at different times. So, your first group of rats started their testing six weeks ago. Your second group started five weeks ago. Your third group started four weeks ago. So, even though they are all going through a six-month test, they are slightly staggered and the circumstances are changed a bit despite running through the exact same program for the exact same amount of time.

What is the possibility of July 15, 1971 happening on another timeline right now in the same universe with me being born again as the same exact person while I am still alive?

It’s very possible. Or you could be someone different on a different timeline in the same universe, too. Or the same in a different universe on a different timeline… or the same timeline. The possibilities are endless.

What is the point of being the exact same person on the exact same timeline in a parallel universe?

Some higher selves would like to try the same “character” throughout the same time period with slightly different circumstances. It’s kind of like your video game analogy – using the same character to explore a new difficulty level within the same game.

Please explain to me again what the purpose is for higher selves to be living vicariously through so many physical beings on so many timelines all at once. What are they hoping to accomplish by doing this?

There are so many analogies we could use to explain this and none would be completely accurate, but we will do the best we can with the seedling analogy (although no one gets eaten in the end, so, again, like we say, not the best analogy).

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When you plan a garden, you plant many seeds, right? Four or five at a time within one hole. And you will plant several rows of the same kind of seed, right? Because just planting four or five watermelon seeds in one hole may only give you one plant. And that one plant may not even weather the storms long enough to bear fruit.

As you know, even with the same amount of water and sunlight and care, not all seedlings will sprout. The ones that do sprout may not mature. The ones that mature may not flower. The ones that flower may not bear fruit. The ones that bear fruit may not bear enough fruit. Or quality fruit. But the hearty, plentiful ones that bear plenty of quality fruit, those are the ones that truly nourish, right? And nourishment is what every soul needs. So, you know you need to plant a lot of seeds in order to actually nourish yourself. And this is exactly what the higher selves are doing, although they are nourishing themselves with experience – physical experience. They try to nourish you as much as they can so that you will grow and mature and bear quality fruit so that you, in turn, can nourish them. But they know all too well that in order to get the plentiful quality fruit, they have to plant many, many seeds all at the same time.

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Ah, so, there you have it. They are not timeline whores after all. They are farmers!!! All kidding aside, no wonder we hear so much of this “harvesting” language all the time. Now my question is, should we really consider it such a negative thing? I mean, we’re here participating for the highest good of our higher selves. Shouldn’t we want to be the tallest and strongest vine or stalk bearing the most plentiful, nourishing sustenance for our souls? Shouldn’t we just follow the Divine guidance of our higher selves rather than constantly fight against the flow of the current just to satisfy the ego’s insistence for “free will?” Isn’t that, after all, what causes all the complications and drama in our lives? Or is that what makes it “interesting?”

I know some would argue that not exercising free will would make us “puppets,” but, at the same time, isn’t the whole idea of this “game” to ascend INTO our higher selves by becoming ONE with them? Would that really be such a BAD thing? To actually WIN the game by ascending into our higher selves with the Ego setting on DIFFICULT?

Let your HEART answer that question.

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My Akashic Journey – Chapter Seven – Timeline Whores of the Multiverse


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Yeah, I said it. When I asked my higher self just how many different timeline lives she was living, she replied, “Oh, about 150.” And so, I admit it, I called her a Timeline Whore. She laughed, of course. And you are probably laughing, too, but, at the time I said it, I was really kind of pissed, to be honest. For about a day or so, it made me feel like I didn’t even have a soul. Like I’m just a pawn. An experiment on a timeline. A fucking GAME to her. I mean, seriously??? One hundred and fifty???!!! All at ONCE? C’mon!!! Who has time for that? Who can keep TRACK of all that drama?

“Don’t even try to comprehend it from where you sit,” she said.

So I didn’t. Whatever, right? It took a couple of days for me trust her assurance that she is with me, always, for every short and long breath.

The conversation happened after I wrote chapter seven of My Akashic Journey, which presented me with more information than I could process in one day about multiple timelines within the multiverse. It has taken me a couple weeks and a bit of consultation with my trusted advanced-consciousness cronies to actually make the decision to publish this mind-bender. Hold onto your hats. I kept seeing 555 codes everywhere before I conducted this reading and wrote this chapter…

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On May 10th I was thinking about a reading I had just given and how it is interesting the way soul groups tend to surround a particular issue and weave in and out of it, playing all the different roles surrounding the issue in order to help one another come to terms with it. I realized it was a lot like higher education, in a way. As undergrads, we pick a major and we study all the components necessary to get a degree in that field. In that major we may feel drawn to a more particular sector, so we go on to investigate further and obtain a master’s degree. We may even decide to then take it one step further and get that doctorate in order to gain the expertise to help others. And once we are helping others, we know we have truly evolved, right? As I was pondering this metaphor, a tidal wave of information crashed down on me about my own life… and reincarnation… and timelines… and… how to finally explain, once and for all… that we are living ALL of these lives simultaneously. WHOA. Talk about drowning in TMI all at once! Damn. I feel like I have a concussion as I write this, but I know I have to, or I will forget everything as quickly as it hit me.

Okay, so I have been shown a few things in a matter of MINUTES, but I know it is going to take hours to explain it all, since the flashes of “Remember this? And that? And THIS? See how they’re all connected?” is going to actually take time for me to explain to everyone who does not live inside my head. Keep in mind, these are pieces of a puzzle that have shown up over several years of time in my own personal life in this particular timeline we are currently sharing. I will present them chronologically and as concisely as possible (sort of like Exhibit A, B and C in a courtroom drama, if you follow).

All my life, in my heart I have known about reincarnation. I have known of my roots and bloodlines, even, that connect me directly to who most know as Jesus Christ. Yes, crazy, I know. That is why I never, EVER talk about it… until recently, of course. As the puzzle pieces begin to come together and I am awakening to who I am – several fractals of one light being who is living many, many timelines all at once – it is starting to (very slowly) make more and more sense. I don’t have all of the answers yet because there is no photo to compare the puzzle pieces to, if you know what I mean. I am just blindly fitting these pieces together, unsure of what “big picture” they will ultimately create actually looks like. When I think about this stuff, I am reminded of the Terminator movies and Butterfly Effect.

Why Terminator you ask? Well, as I see it, what is actually going on is that we are living all these lives at once on different timelines and looking to our “future” selves to be the masters or the experts, if you will, who have the ability to look back or travel back into other timelines to share information or expertise that will enable our other fractal selves to solve problems and issues that could otherwise harm us or the planet in one way shape or form. And, like Butterfly Effect, we are even living some of the same lives during the same timelines over again to fix or repair mistakes that cost us in the future lives. WHEW!! Okay. Crazy, I know. Hard to follow? You bet! But, I finally GET IT!!! This is the way my guides explained it to me:

Imagine yourself at a BINGO Hall playing several cards at the same time. Say you have five cards. (Each represents a different life on a different timeline.) Now, it is unlikely that any two of those five cards will be exactly the same, but, while rare, it IS possible. (Meaning that you can live the same exact life as the same person during the same time period… BUT, the difference being that it’s a different timeline, so in that life the history can be completely different. Now we’re getting into Groundhog Day kind of stuff: do it over until you finally get it right). While the BINGO card metaphor doesn’t quite bring it home, it sort of helped make sense of how our higher selves are playing out several lives all at once… and sometimes even two versions (maybe even more) of the SAME life during the SAME time period on different timelines.

You’re probably wondering how this crazy stuff even came into my mind. Well, as I explained before, it arrived in pieces, over several years, which were all just presented to me in reminder flash fashion about 90 minutes ago in that tidal wave of TMI.

These flashes did NOT come in chronological order, so try to follow.

A few weeks ago I had a dream about my twin flame soul mate and I. I could tell by the songs on the radio, our clothes and our hairstyles and simply by the way we looked that this was the early 90s, back when we were just out of high school. We were sitting in her car in her parents’ garage listening to the radio. I had just told her something about some guy who had date raped me, and I leaned my head on her shoulder. There was so much love and trust between us, I could feel it. She then invited me into the folded down backseat as her dad’s silhouette appeared in the doorway that led into their house. We managed to duck just in time to escape his attention.

We curled up on the flat surface in the back seat and laid there in the dim lighting of the garage contently looking at each other.

“My parents think I’m a lesbian,” she finally whispered to me.

I felt myself gasp as the dream came to a screeching halt.

I woke up going, “Whaaat the FUCK???”

Primarily because it felt so REAL. Like I had actually BEEN there with her, in that very place, at that very time, in that very moment. What I mean is that it felt a lot more like a memory than a dream.

Holy crap, I thought to myself. It was real? It was real, wasn’t it? Scarborough? We didn’t know each other back then. Not at all. How can this be real?

“It was another life on the same timeline,” Scarborough, my higher self explained.

WHAT???

I scrambled out of bed and immediately went to my computer and wrote to Ariel Deangelis:

Hey… got a question for you regarding the concept that we live all our lives at once vs. the one-life-at-a-time-but-not-necessarily-in chronological-order philosophy…

Since we can hop into any timeline… is it possible for us to hop into the SAME timeline and live the same lives over and over again, but switching things up to get different results? (Sort of like Butterfly Effect, but it being an entire lifetime rather than just several time jumps?)

I had this weird dream this morning that is prompting this question. Just wondering what you think.

Ariel’s response:

Yes… have you sensed this happening… you are not alone.

My reply:

So what IS this? Groundhog Day? We keep doing it over until we get it right?

Ariel’s response:

Yes, interesting isn’t it? [Arch Angel] Michael likened it to me the other day as us being at a point which we’re ALL going to Ascend – those of us who have chosen to, anyway… as you might have deduced, we’re not all exactly ready to do that… lots of unfinished business, both here and “there”… so, in effect, we have the “ability” (if you want to call it that) to hit “rewind,” go back (or forward – cuz even if you go back, you’re still moving forward) to a previous (and/or slightly different) “timeline” (or “point of experience”) which enables us to “have another go” at it… yeah, that’s a kind of a “Michael-y” sort of explanation, but nevertheless, pretty close to what we are experiencing now… so you see, we really DO have ALL of ETERNITY to get it “right” …  the fun is just beginning…

WOW.

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Okay, so there is Exhibit A. The dream. There were other dreams I had about that timeline, too, that I don’t want to get into because they involve the one with the negative energy who threw the “curse” on my father’s grandfather and how my twin-flame soul mate became entangled with her. At first, my thought was that life had already been lived out and that we failed our mission, so we are doing it over, but now as I write this, I realize we are probably living that exact same life RIGHT NOW and perhaps we have not failed… YET… or perhaps, even, THIS is the life in which we could either succeed or fail. Or maybe everything… every OTHER life being lived at this very moment that we are tapping into through dreams or “memories” is actually CONTINGENT upon THIS life, THIS now. WOW. No pressure or anything. I’m not saying I’m right about this, because there is still a LOT that doesn’t add up or make sense. And no, I am not on a mushroom trip or any other “trip,” for that matter.

After they remind me of the dream, my guides show me Exhibit B. The photo. A few months ago, my twin-flame soul mate sent me a photo of herself when she was probably in fifth or sixth grade. She sent me several, actually, from grade school. She looked boyish, and very, very cute in all of them. There was the one photo, from fifth or sixth grade (she couldn’t remember which) that kept coming back to me over and over again for days and weeks after she’d sent it. I felt a deep connection with that one photo for some reason. I told her my feelings about it. Her only response was: “Weird.”

Yeah. Weird. Now I feel that maybe that is when we made our first connection with each other in this other life we are living on that “slightly different timeline” as Ariel describes it. You see, in “this life,” my twin flame and I did not even meet until May 5, 2007, when we were both 36 years old. But I am now beginning to have strong feelings that we met much earlier on this other timeline I have been dreaming about. And, this may sound really weird, but I almost miss that life and find myself longing to go back to it, even though I am not at all familiar with it.

I’m standing at the dishwasher loading dirty plates as this feeling comes over me about the photo again… the same place I’ve been standing and same chore I have been doing when the photo connection feeling has come up several times over the past few months. So maybe the dishwasher is some kind of link? It’s possible. We DID have dishwashers way back then – when I was in grade school and middle school – believe it or not. Perhaps loading and unloading it was one of my chores at that time when I often found myself thinking about her? I suppose my Akashic Records could tell me.

Then my guides show me Exhibit C, that ornate tile décor I noticed in my dormitory building at 4 Charlesgate East in Boston, Massachusetts, when I was a freshman at Emerson College. I recognized it immediately and realized “I’ve been here before,” with utmost clarity and certainty. Then I frowned. “But I’ve NEVER been here before,” I reminded myself. I later told my friend Wil (yes the Emerson shuttle bus driver I had a crush on for years) about it.

I remember how he stared straight ahead and said to me, “You’ve been there before.”

It gave me goose bumps.

“Fuckin’ Wil the bus driver,” I chuckled to myself. That dude and my attraction to him was always such a mystery to me. But I realized this morning that he served a purpose far greater than I ever imagined until… well… this morning. He was the very first person I talked to about reincarnation who actually affirmed it. Holy crap. That was 24 years ago! Wil the bus driver is now 68 years old. Sorry. I digress. But you get the idea of how long it has taken to put these pieces together.

And Exhibit C reminds me of the fact that my twin-flame soul mate was out there, in Massachusetts, around the same time as me (on this timeline, in this life). When I was out doing yard work the other day, her higher self Ulron told me that he wanted SO badly for us to meet out there. He tried so HARD to nudge her to go to Boston.

“I would have found you,” he said. “And she would have talked to you. Just imagine what it would have been like…”

“Dude, I thought I was straight then,” I reminded him. “Nothing would have happened.”

That led me to wonder, though… about this slightly different timeline… did I go out to Boston to college in that timeline or not?

So many things to ask my Akashic Records! Here I go…

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I had this dream about me and my twin-flame soul mate sitting in her car together talking when we were in our late teens or early twenties, but I did not know her at that time in this life. Scarborough says we have lived this life as the same people during the same time period before. How is this possible? What can you tell me about timelines and simultaneous lives?

Jen, this is Christopher, a loved one and member of the Ring of 500. I will attempt to answer this question for you as best I can, me being in spirit world and you being in 3D. I have been there before, myself, so I know how difficult it is to grasp this concept since your entire life and world is run by a clock and timelines other than the one in which you currently live are also incomprehensible.

First, let’s be clear: You, Jen Freer, have not lived ANY other lives other than the one you are currently living. Your higher self, however (the REAL you — Scarborough) has lived many. Or created many, I should say. Some will call these many lives (or characters, if you will) “fractals.” Or, as we say over here in spirit world: “experiments.”

Remember when you were younger and you played with your Barbie dolls and Adventure People? You created story lines for them, right? And, as a writer, when you write your fictitious stories, you do the same thing, don’t you? You create characters and story lines. Well, higher selves do the same thing. They are the creators, or the authors, so to speak. And, just as you may have three or four different story ideas, all with completely different characters living in completely different places during different time periods that are in varied states of completion, your higher self has a lot of the same kind of thing going on. Now remember, higher selves are Masters. They are able to be in several places all at once. They can have many fractals (lives) going on simultaneously. And, just as an author can pick any time period for which their story takes place, master higher selves can do the same thing.

Okay, Christopher, if I may interject? I would like to ask, then, why am I having memories or dreams of other lives my higher self has lived?

Because you are connected. You keep reading and hearing the phrase “we are all one.” And that is true. Because every higher self is a fractal of source energy (or GOD energy). Your higher self is trying to share with you your connection to her and all the other creations she has made. You are an extension of her, just as all these other storylines and characters are extensions of her.

What about the twin-flame soul mate?

Also an extension of her. The masculine energy. Okay, see, Ulron and Scarborough are a pair that were split from one fractal into two. And they, together, can decide if they are going to co-create or not. So, while they mostly DO co-create together, sometimes they do not. For you, Jen, they have co-created, meaning that you and the person you feel is your twin flame will come together on your timeline to clear up old energy and move into oneness together to create healing projects. The exact details of these creative projects are pretty much unwritten because Scarborough and Ulron want to leave the creativity up to the two of you, once your vibrations are equal and the two of you are once again in harmony.

Okay, so, if we are ONLY us, then why is it we are affected by other lives our higher selves have lived? Like, why are we purging LIFETIMES of “past traumas” and fears and other general suckiness?

Because we’re all one. Think about it. When you’re writing a story, are the characters in your story influenced by your own emotions?

Sometimes, yes. But not always. Because sometimes I am writing as an escape.

Ah. But, still, the characters are an extension of you. So, whatever you are feeling or have experienced or imagine, they are essentially going to experience, too, at some time or another within the storyline. Because YOU are the creator. Right?

Yes. But I thought higher selves were supposed to be Masters.

Yes. They are masters. But they are not necessarily fully ascended masters. Do you understand?

No. I thought Masters meant fully ascended.

No. Not necessarily. Just like those with a master’s degree from grad school don’t yet have their doctorates, you see? It’s much like that, OR, Karate. You cannot get the black belt until you have all the other colored belts first.

So it’s another hierarchical system?

If you want to see it that way. But this is more about energy – vibration and frequency – more than it is about rank and power and authority. In a way, you are like the “feeler” for your higher self. Your higher self experiences energy through you and gains knowledge and wisdom from your experiences much the same way you as an author learn from your own characters in your stories, right? Not to be crude, but it is almost like the scientists who put mice in a maze and move the cheese around and change up the patterns of the maze to see how the mouse will react and respond. But that is more beginner level stuff.

So what is the higher self hoping to gain from all of this?

Understanding. Wisdom. And, ultimately, ascension into a higher vibration.

For what, exactly?

The opportunity to explore the higher dimensions. One must achieve a higher vibration in order to access the higher dimensions.

So it IS like a video game?

In some ways, yes. But far more exciting and rewarding.

How so?

Because it’s the multiverse. It is infinite.

Okay, so, explain to me again why a fractal like myself has to feel the pain and suffering of other lives (fractals) being lived by my higher self.

Well, it did not used to be that way. Because levels of consciousness are higher now, more and more fractals are becoming aware of their connections. Unity consciousness is beginning to connect more and more of these fractals to their source energy and all of its other fractals. Everything is energy, my dear. You know that whole deal about E-motion being energy in motion? How no emotion is good or bad, it’s just energy? That is exactly true. And it is exactly why fractals are tapping into their higher selves and the other fractals being lived by your higher self. So, WERE you on the Titanic with your twin-flame soul mate when it went down? No. JEN was not. But Scarborough was. And Ulron was. And they are the REAL you. So you feel the energy and emotion attached to that incident. Or as much as your higher self feels it, anyway.

I do not feel as affected by it as much as my twin-flame soul mate does, but let me ask you a couple of questions about that, since you, Christopher, were the one who came through when we did her reading about the Titanic. You said she was an architect and a designer who worked on that ship, but she went to another psychic and asked him if that was true, and he said no, that she was some sort of crew member who reported the iceberg and was dismissed and then was the first to die in a wall of water. Why are we getting conflicting stories about this?

First, let me ask you this… did the psychic open her Akashic records?

I don’t think so, but I don’t know for sure. I don’t believe it was an Akashic reading. Just an intuitive reading as far as I know.

Did the psychic speak directly with her higher self, Ulron?

I don’t know. Is it possible Ulron created two fractals of himself who were on the ship at the same time?

It’s possible, but I cannot say without her records being open.

What do my records say?

Your records say only one fractal on the Titanic with Ulron’s fractal. But that doesn’t mean he did not have another fractal on that timeline or a slightly altered timeline.

How would you describe a “slightly altered timeline?”

Staggered. One that is slightly behind. A do-over timeline, basically. You know how things are always being revised? Consider it something like that. It’s usually a fail. If you remember the movie you mentioned earlier – Butterfly Effect – it’s a lot like that. You know how he keeps going back and trying to “fix” or “repair” the past to create a better or more ideal present for the girl he loves, but everything he does only seems to make matters worse? Yeah. It’s a lot like that. Again, like I said, it’s all experimental. Nothing is actually made better or worse… just different.

But, with the Titanic, the ship goes down and 1500 people die. And JP Morgan gets away with it all.

On your timeline it does, anyway.

What does that mean?

It means… what you perceive as reality isn’t necessarily so. It all depends on which timeline you are living.

So there is possibly a timeline where the Titanic doesn’t sink?

There are many timelines where the Titanic is a success.

Seriously?

It’s all about energy, my dear. Collective consciousness energy. Remember the Matrix? Which pill will you choose? Red or blue? Which pill did your higher self choose? You see, this is why not ALL higher selves are “ascended Masters.”

What if I want a different timeline?

Well, I am afraid that isn’t possible from your vantage point. Although everything CAN be changed collectively… through collective consciousness. Or you can always merge and become one with your higher self.

Okay, what about this other “slightly altered” timeline in which my twin-flame soul mate and I are living (or lived)? What can you tell me about that life? Where did we first meet? How old were we?

On that timeline, you met in grade school. You transferred in to her school in Elkhart, Indiana when your dad got a job on the police force there. You were about 10. You were both little tomboys, although you were the more feminine and she was the more masculine. You got along swimmingly from the get-go. Dirt bikes, skateboards, basketball, baseball, fishing. You actually lived pretty close to each other, near the river, so you had plenty of adventures together. Until you went your separate ways after high school. You went away to college. Boston. She stayed in Elkhart. You got married. She explored same-sex relationships.

Scarborough said we failed our mission in that life.

Yes. The third party – the girl with lupus – bailed.

Bailed?

Expired.

So what happens on that timeline, then?

It has already dissolved.

So is this the only timeline we have left to complete the mission?

Looks like it, yes.

Why did the other timeline dissolve? I mean, if only one person died?

Everyone eventually died, dear.

So it’s a past life, then? Not currently being lived simultaneously?

As I said before, timelines are staggered, so not every single fractal of your higher self is happening simultaneously. So, as your perception goes, from your current vantage point, yes, this could be considered a “past life,” since everyone on that timeline has expired.

So this life for us IS a “do over?”

You could consider it that, yes.

What happens if we fail in this one, too?

Why would you let that happen? You’re both consciously aware of why you’re here and what needs to happen. Your higher selves put you here in this particular timeline of heightened awareness so you would not fail.

Why is it so important that we “reverse the curse,” anyway? Can’t we just cancel the contracts?

Sure, you can cancel the contracts. But that doesn’t clean up the mess. That’s just calling quitting time before the job is done, you see. And it is important to fulfill the contract because your father’s grandfather’s family is a direct descendent bloodline of Sarah (higher self Scarborough), the daughter of Jesus and her twin-flame soul mate Luke. And Jesus likes to keep a tidy bloodline, you see. Not to mention that this dark energy has affected a LOT of people. Not just the families, but everyone the descendents of these two families come in contact with on a daily basis. All in all, that is a LOT of people.

Well, I feel like there is nothing I can do. I did the best I could, and it wasn’t good enough. What more can I do?

You’ve done all you can. The rest is up to the other two parties of the contract. Send love and light and keep the faith. The truth is out, and it is accessible. Other parties willing to lend their light and positive energy to the situation are welcome to assist at any time, should they find it in their hearts to do so. You did not fail. And this is far from over. Stay positive. Raise your vibration in faith and love. You have a good number of angels and ascended masters on your side.

I already know what they will say. They will say this is my ego talking, and that I am just trying to manipulate the situation to my favor.

What does Grandpa James always tell you? Hearts don’t change. Only minds change. Hearts stay true. Forever.Your heart is true. Your love is unconditional. It always has been. That is why you were chosen.

Thank you, Christopher.

Chosen. That is a word I heard a lot as a kid. In my head, when I was riding my bike alone or wandering through the woods. A gentle man’s voice told me over and over: “You are a golden child, Jen. A chosen one.” I do believe I asked my mom once what it meant to be a “chosen one.” Her answer sounded like a lot of pressure. I just wanted to play and be carefree. Needless to say, I ignored those messages as I moved into middle school and blocked out the voice. No wonder it is taking so long to put all the jigsaw pieces back together. If I had only listened…

But that is what free will does for us. Our egos want all this independence. Ego says: This is MY life! I’ll do as I please!

And, of course, ego never wants us to believe anything good about ourselves. No wonder our higher selves have to create so many fractals. So very few are willing to listen to them.

So now we know. We have a choice. We can follow the guidance of our higher selves, stick to our contracts, and ascend with them. Or we can be another junk fractal that didn’t work out. A used bingo card. An experiment. Or a failure requiring a “do over.”

Which will YOU choose?

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