My Akashic Journey – Chapter Two – The Family Feud


Awakening to purpose

I quickly discovered that opening the spiritual door is like opening a dam. Holy shit! Talk about a floodgate of information. I’ve always had a very strong sense of clairaudience, which Merriam-Webster defines as: the power or faculty of hearing something not present to the ear but regarded as having objective reality.

I’ve been hearing spirits, guides, angels, etc., all my life. Kind of creepy at times, but I’m used to it these days, and I’ve learned it’s usually just a spirit asking for acknowledgment or help. Sometimes I acknowledge them. Sometimes I don’t. It all depends on their attitude. If they are dark or negative, I burn a little white copal, and call in Archangel Michael to assist. If it’s something I feel I can handle on my own, I engage in conversation. After all, it’s what I’m here to do, and I accept that now, with a sense of duty.

Despite being used to “hearing the call,” so to speak, I was still surprised on January 20, 2010, when the Akashic Records summoned ME.

Hearing the call

It was a day like too many before it. I woke sometime around 9 AM, and leisurely surfed the ‘net while I sipped my morning coffee until I was motivated to make myself breakfast. Ah, the life of being unemployed. While standing at the kitchen sink, a thought crossed my mind about the hometown of my twin flame’s new girlfriend. It was the same as my father’s, and most people usually claimed the closest larger city as their hometown rather than this tiny little burg. It made me wonder…and as soon as I started to, I heard the clippity-clop of horseshoes and the rattle of the antique wheels of a horse-drawn wagon. Black and white images of a pre-automobile era flooded my minds eye. What the — ?

“Open your records, and we will fill you in,” a familiar voice of the Akashic Records said.

Wow, I thought. They don’t mess around!

Disclaimer

I could go on and on here about my beliefs and doubts regarding spells and curses and black magic to try to save face and credibility and all that, but, you know what? After years of being made fun of and laughed at…I really don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks of me anymore. I’ve experienced enough darkness in my life to know that negative energy DOES exist, and whether it was created by a spell, hex, curse, or powerful ill wishing doesn’t matter. The simple truth is that we are ALL made up of both light and dark energy. We may gravitate toward one or the other from life to life, depending on the circumstances and our soul contracts before we incarnated. It’s almost like choosing your character before starting one of those quest games — whether it’s a video or board game, they’re all kind of similar. You choose your characteristics — strengths, weaknesses, powers — and you play a role. And, once you’re in the game…shit happens, right? So let’s just look at it that way.

We all know that the current era we’ve been living in is one of polarity. Duality. Light versus dark. And some may even say positive versus negative. Fine. There are others out there who say there is neither good nor bad, only light or dark, love or fear. That’s a nice, neutral way of looking at it. If you can stay neutral in the density of duality, that is. Most of us living in the 3D world find this difficult. We want to take sides. Let me say this right now: I’m not asking you to. I am simply sharing the information provided to me by my Akashic records regarding these two families my soul group and I came here to assist. Not so much to save the families from the darkness that plagues them, but more so to clean up the negative energy emanating from them that is polluting the planet. There are huge crews of lightworkers here on Earth at the moment who have committed to do just that — transmute dark energy to light. The key point to remember here is that no one is going to do it for us. WE have to remember who we are, why we’re here, and follow through in cleaning up the manmade messes we promised, as light beings, to purify so that we can move into the new era all shiny and squeaky clean.

Okay, hopping off my soapbox now. On with My Akashic Journey…

Forgive them; they know not what they do

Here is how the reading began (I have replaced the name of the actual black magic family with “spell casters” and the name of my twin flame with “twin flame”)…

Akashic Records journal entry date: January 20, 2010

Okay, so you have summoned me to open my records today. Can you please tell me why?

There is nothing to fear. You are a seeker of truth. We know you can handle this, as you have always KNOWN the truth. Yes, the Freer side of your family has been under a curse. A curse that goes back to your great grandfather on the Freer side of the family. Your mother mentioned this curse to your empath coach Michael.

[Author’s note: In the summer of 2009, I began working with an empath coach. Before our sessions he would go into deep trance to access information about what energies I needed to clear. In one particular session, he surprised me by saying that my mother (in spirit at the time) contacted him and told him about this dark, negative energy that had plagued my father’s side of the family for generations and caused great depression among all the descendants of that particular couple. It was unknown, at that time, where the energy originated, but Michael said it was through no fault of their own.]

The Freer family had great pride in themselves. The spell-caster family did not. They go back with roots and ties in and around your father’s hometown. This is a Pagan/Christian war, yes. But it’s deeper than that. There was conflict between the two families. The great grandfathers. Over land and horses. The Freers spit on the spell casters for their refusal to believe in God. The spell casters did not believe in God. They believed in witchcraft. The dark kind. How do you think they got their name? This is why we told you that your twin flame’s girlfriend was dark. She comes from a long line of darkness. Black magic. Your twin flame is in danger.

How do I help her?

You can’t. This is NOT YOUR FIGHT. This is your twin flame’s fight.

You will win because you believe in God, a higher power, and the light. You are OF the light. You have battled your family curse and won. You have broken the spell against you cast by the dark family through the help of Michael. Be grateful for Michael. He DID help you. He will continue to help you by holding you in prayer.

A psychic friend recently told me “Things are not as they seem regarding your beliefs.” What did that mean, exactly?

It meant that she doesn’t know anything about you. You were shielded by the light so she could not look inside. You are a tough one for psychics to read because you are so guarded. By royalty. AS royalty. Light royalty. A long line of lightworker descendants. Your Uncle Clare, he recognized himself as a lightworker. He was the only one who got close to breaking the spell. He recognized it in you, too. Your Uncle Jim saw it, too, at your mom’s funeral. The ones in the Freer family who mock are still afflicted by the curse and the darkness.

So what does ANY of this have to do with my twin flame being with this spell-caster descendant? I mean, if the curse was broken…why would my twin flame get into a relationship with her?

This is Universal Karmic payback to the spell-caster family.

Something doesn’t feel right about this.

The records are open, and this is truth.

Why am I feeling discomfort in my heart chakra?

It’s a lot to take in. That is why we are trying to simplify it; to avoid the massive discomfort information like this can sometimes create. It is never fun to learn of family disputes, feuds, wars, and curses. There is some residual negativity floating around — hooks in your aura from the pain the curse has caused and also the pain of your twin flame being with the dark one. For now. It’s not forever; it will only last as long as your twin flame allows darkness to overcome her.

Does my twin flame’s girlfriend know about this feud/”curse?”

No. It died with her great grandmother. The spell casters were younger than your great grandparents. A foolish young couple playing with witchcraft fire. They did not understand how their actions would affect generations of descendants with this powerful curse. You’ve known about the curse for quite some time now. You joked, but deep down, you knew it was true. The spell casters hold a powerful dark energy. Freers were of the light, but shrouded in darkness until now. Your willingness to be born into and fight for this family has brought great light. First you fought the battle withIN the family. Then you fought the battle AGAINST the family — with the help of your mother and Michael. Saint Paul. Look him up. He once was on the dark side and moved to the light. Saint Paul is not a reference to your brother — it’s you. You moved the family from the dark to the light by lifting the curse. With the assistance of your mom and Michael. You’re a lightworker soul who accepted this challenge for the greater good. Not just for your own soul, but for the family. This is why you are light royalty. You will be rewarded for it — after Karmic Justice is served.

Your twin flame accepted this challenge, too, because she, too, is a lightworker soul. She knows her assignment, and it is a safe one for her to complete now that the Karmic energy has been released. She will not incur Karmic debt.

This could have been accomplished as early as January of 2000 — ten years ago [when Archangel Zadkiel said Karma had been lifted from the planet].

There was still too much residual Karma floating around. It wasn’t safe or wise at the time.

So will my twin flame hurt the spell-caster descendant?

No. She will learn her last lesson FROM the spell-caster descendant.

I guess I don’t understand how that will serve Karmic Justice. Can you explain it to me?

All souls are working together to push each other closer to the light. The spell-caster family owes you. The spell-caster descendant will teach your twin flame her last lesson that will send her home to you. Remember, this is not your fight. Just hold the light.

Wrestling with the dark

As you can see, it’s been nearly a year since that reading. While I’ve been trying my damnedest to “just hold the light,” it hasn’t been easy. Not in this dense, 3D environment where it seems darkness is growing ever more vicious as we lightworkers wrestle in vain to illuminate the planet with love and light through forgiveness, prayer, faith, hope and optimistic affirmations.

Many times I have felt like just giving up. My twin flame is still stuck in her patterns, and I cannot break through due to the rule that I am not allowed to contact her. It feels much like being bound and gagged while I watch her being tortured. I am powerless, and I often wonder, WHY did I choose this? I came here with a Karmic balance of zero. No debt at all. She came with a heavy load. I did not have to incarnate, but we chose to do this thing together, to allow her the chance to pay her Karmic debts and to assist in the cleansing of the planet and reuniting our twin-flame soul-mate energy to help raise the vibrations for the new era and help heal those who find this awakening painful.

New age spiritualists and channelers say that, with this flood of new energy that has showered our planet through the 11.11.11 and 12.12.11 portals, we will ALL begin to awaken and remember who we are, who we’ve been, and why we are here. I have awakened early to be a “wayshower” for those who are just now beginning to rouse. Don’t hate. It’s no easy job. But I chose to do it, before I ever incarnated, and I am a keeper of my word, so I will honor it by holding light and love and faith that we will ALL follow through with our promises.

My Akashic Journey – Chapter One – Seeking Truth


Don’t you hate it when all you want is the truth and NO ONE can give it to you?

From February 2007 through January 2010, I was on a god damn mission and hell bent to find answers. Before that, I was just sleepwalking through life, content to have a job, personal transportation, a loving life partner, a roof over our heads, two cute chihuahuas and some enjoyable hobbies. I mean, after all, that’s what life is all about, isn’t it?

Well, in February 2007, my mom and best friend in life lost her battle with lung cancer. In her defense, I must say, she never once smoked a cigarette. She hated cigarette smoke, but, in the end, her exposure to secondhand smoke is ultimately what claimed her physical body. At the time, I was not fully tuned into my sixth sense gifts. I knew they were there, but allowed them to lay dormant most of the time. The day of my mother’s death, I held her hand and told her she could visit me anytime. I was not afraid. And I hoped she would visit me in my dreams. Which she did. Early and often. But she also visited me in my fully awakened state, too. Of course, most people don’t believe that, but that’s okay. I know what I have seen, heard and felt, and that is all that matters.

Rediscovering and exploring my gifts

Being in contact with my mother — and, eventually, HER mother, as well — on a daily basis set me into research mode. I read the works of psychic mediums. I played with pendulums and Tarot cards. I tried all kinds of divination tools. I found most of them to be somewhat accurate, but not all that user friendly. Plus, there was that “gypsy” and “witch” stigma attached to them. And I’m so NOT a gypsy. Nor am I a witch. But I was still interested in the “why” and the “how” of these extrasensory gifts.

When I was a child, my mother often described me as “perceptive” and “sensitive” when it came to my empath nature. She knew that I knew things that most ordinary kids didn’t know. I never really told her about the things I saw. Spirits in the woods and shit like that. Somehow I knew she wouldn’t believe me if I told her anyway. In fact, I told no one about any of it. Ever.

Finding and losing my twin flame

Shortly after my mother died, in the spring of 2007, I met someone unlike any other person I’d ever encountered in my life. The first time our eyes met, a blinding light flashed in hers. It was so bright, and so startling, I immediately looked away. And I thought, did that just happen? For real? It seemed so…ScyFy. Fear of the unknown prompted me to avoid her as much as possible the first few weeks that I knew her. It wasn’t easy, since we were playing on the same softball team and running with the same crowd. Not to mention that the attraction was crazy magnetic. Unusual, magical things happened when I was nowhere near her, too, that I just knew and felt were related to my connection with her, although we had not even officially “connected” at this point, if you know what I mean. I never mentioned this stuff to her because, really, how do you explain the unexplainable?

It wasn’t until she first uttered the term “forever love” and I saw this amazing dance of colors in her eyes that I realized that this is what our connection was. An undeniable, undying, unconditional love that had spanned many lifetimes. And, of course, I argued there could not possibly be any such thing. I was 36 years old, after all, and I had already had three long-term relationships. Head took over heart with a literal interpretation. Fear triggered resistance.

Eventually, and inevitably, a romance did blossom, but it was short lived. Despite our separation, I still felt strongly connected. Several months later, we tried to reconnect, but failed miserably. It didn’t make sense. Especially since, even years afterward, I still felt as strongly connected as I did in the summer of 2007. It just wouldn’t die. And no other relationship afterward worked because of it. And still won’t. From almost two years ago, when I first began my Akashic journey, to this very day, which I will note is December 21, 2011. Winter solstice. One year outside the dawn of the new era — Winter Solstice 2012.

Loss, loss and more loss

After these two devastating losses, I truly felt I had nothing more to live for. I had no purpose in life. I’d lost most of my friends, as well. I had tried to express myself in blogs, but that only led to more and more chiding and gossiping among my social circle which left me with nowhere to turn. Except inward. Which, in retrospect, is probably the best thing that could ever happen.

Through deep study, I learned more about past lives, soul groups, soul mates and soul contracts than I could have ever imagined. And then, after a month of reading How to Read the Akashic Records, I decided, after a lot of stops and starts and much struggle and panic and tears, that it was just time to let go of all of this. No matter what I felt, I  just had to accept that whatever the Akashic Records said as my personal truth. Even if it meant giving up on my true love.

My personal truth and purpose

I have pages and pages of handwritten journals full of recorded sessions of my time spent in the Akashic Records. Yes, I could literally write a book. To put it in the simplest terms, I got way more than I bargained for. I learned I was right about some things, and I learned I was wrong about many more.

First and foremost, I learned that I have been right all along about the forever love, twin-flame, sacred-union soul mate thing. And I learned I was wrong about no longer having a purpose once I lost her and my mother. The truth is, I chose to incarnate into this particular life at this particular time with MANY soul contracts.

The first soul contract was made over 700 years ago with a ring of 499 other light beings, Pleiadian in origin, to incarnate into physical beings on planet Earth to help raise the vibrations over a course of many lifetimes and incarnations. My Akashic Records say that I have incarnated 39 times, 37 times as a human being on the planet Earth. My twin-flame soul mate and I have incarnated together all 37 times, in soul contract with one another.

My Masters, Teachers and Loved Ones of my personal records have confirmed this fact through a personal friend of mine. She contacted me the day after I first opened my records and asked if they had anything to do with numbers. When I asked why she posed that question, she told me that when she was napping the day before, her dreams kept being interrupted by a piece of notebook paper on which the message 37 Akashic Record Jen appeared. She said this happened at least five times throughout her dream sequence. When I asked the records what the significance was, they said it was their way of confirming not only that number of lifetimes was true, but that the records, in case I had any doubt, were very, very real.

My soul contract for this life was made with several other light beings, and that was to help two families overcome the negative energy cast onto one by the other. This “curse” has affected one family for several generations. It took me a long time to piece this one together, but, once the records showed me the several “ah ha” moments throughout my lifetime leading up to this truth, it all made sense. The physical family I belong to in this lifetime is the one affected by the “curse.” My twin-flame soul mate is currently involved with a member of the family that cast the dark spell that has not only caused turmoil for the family I chose to help, but has also deeply affected the descendants of the family of the casters even worse.

The spell that was cast specified that all the men in the family I am helping would never, ever be successful in life. It has inflicted generations of depression, physical abuse, alcoholism and personal failure. For the family of the spell casters, it has tortured them with incurable disease, learning disabilities, dyslexia and poverty. The negative energy that stems from both of these families is vast, as everyone they come in contact with is affected by it. This is why my soul group chose to assist this particular “family feud” as their cleanup project. Some of the participants in this cleanup are members of my Pleaidian Ring of 500, while others are not.

In theory, what needs to happen here is for the individual in the spell-caster family to send love to the affected family in order to heal both. The “love” in this case being my twin-flame soul mate. I am told by the records that the higher selves of all parties involved are fully aware of this agreement and that, upon awakening, this gesture will be made, with blessings, by the involved individual who belongs to the spell-caster family. Then, and only then, will the negative energy afflicting these two families be released.

After my twin flame returns, we will join together as post-2012 healers here on Earth through word and vision.

The waiting game

My records have provided many very specific details regarding everyone involved over the past 23 months, all of which have checked out to be accurate. These little nuggets of information are what keep my faith in my twin flame alive. In my heart, I know she will do the right thing. My head, however, is another story. I hope that one day I can report on the happy ending to the first portion of this soul contract. Until then, I wait for first contact from my twin flame.

This, of course, is just one piece of my story. After living 37 lifetimes here on Earth with 499 dedicated Pleiadian family members, there are many, many more. Stay tuned.

What ARE the Akashic Records?


I first learned the term “Akashic Record” about four years ago, when I began studying crystal healing. The term kept appearing in various crystal properties. So, when a friend asked me about them, I knew what they were, but didn’t know how to access them, or why, exactly, I would want to. Shortly after she mentioned the Akashic Records, I began having dreams of my mother (who had crossed over into the spirit world) guiding me through tunnels or down long corridors. Eventually we ended up in some large, open room where the walls were actually

enormous screens filled with data. I figured this was my cue to figure out a way to access my personal records.

Before I begin sharing my journey through myAkashic Records, I thought it may be helpful to first explain what they are in the very simplest of terms.

What they are

Maybe it’s best to start with what the Akashic Records are NOT. First, there is no physical place that holds these records. It’s a lot like cyberspace. There’s all this information floating around in cyberspace, but there is no physical place to find it. The only difference is that the records are not kept in online databases. I can’t even tell you where they’re kept. That’s, apparently, spiritually classified information.

In all seriousness, the records are most likely kept with your higher self. (That would be, basically, your “true self,” also known as the light being that you are outside of your physical body, which some folks may refer to as your “soul.”)

So, in the quickest summary possible, the Akashic Records are the archives of every soul and every detail of every physical life that soul has lived, is currently living, and will live. The lords of the Akashic Records and your Masters, Teachers and Loved Ones (MTLOs) are there to help guide you from where they reside. Think of them as your personal Yodas, young Skywalker.

How to access the records

Personally, I use the Pathway Prayer that is provided in the book How to Read the Akashic Records by Linda Howe. However, I have read that we are bumping into our records all the time. Especially in our dreams. This is why we have those “deja vu” moments. Usually, we’ve had a precognition dream (accessed from our records) that has shown us a quick preview of those mind-blowing moments where we swear this has happened before, but it hasn’t. Sound familiar? I’m sure there are other ways to access the Akashic Records, as well, since more and more books and guides are becoming readily available as the levels of consciousness for everyone on the planet are rapidly rising. So, the choice is yours. Howe’s method works wonderfully for me, so I have not tried any other way.

How you know you’re “in”

The first time you open your records, it is recommended you just sit and feel the energy around you. You will notice a subtle, but definite change. For me, it’s like being in a lightly pressurized cabin. Not at all uncomfortable, but definitely noticeable. The first time I opened my personal records, I noticed  a vibration that felt something like a deep fog horn sounds, if that makes any sense. It was a gentle, slow, soothing vibration. I felt like I was being swaddled by the most loving, caring beings in the world. You may also notice colors or a light show, similar to the Aurora Borealis (Northern Lights) while you’re in your records. The communication you receive at first may be by feeling only. Or, if your MTLOs are especially eager to talk to you, (as I have witnessed on more than one occasion while in the records of others) they may speak to you right away. I’ve found, with the records of others, that my timid clients have records that are slow to open and super gentle loved ones come forward. My clients who are excited are often greeted by lively loved ones. I’ve even had to wait while three of them had to come to an agreement on who would speak first, while a fourth tried to skip process and bust on through.

The rules

Though it’s not a game, accessing the Akashic Records does come with a set of rules. For example, records for anyone under the age of 18 may not be accessed. By anyone. There are also rules about what kinds of questions you can ask. For example, “should I,” “when” and yes/no questions are not allowed. That is not to say that recommendations won’t be made, dates won’t be given or that a yes/no question won’t be addressed within the context of the answer of another question that is properly posed according to the rules. I have heard from others and read on blogsites that questions about the future are also prohibited, but this has not stopped me from asking my MTLOs what I can expect from time to time. Or sometimes they just tell me what I can expect, even if I have not asked. It is, however, important to always remember how free will plays a part, moment by moment, and can change everything. This is why it’s important to keep checking in with your MTLOs.

What the records can do for us

The Akashic Records can answer a variety of questions for us, that is true. Questions about past lives or current issues. Whatever causes you the most struggle or strife. Many feel that having these questions answered by their MTLOs has literally changed their lives. It is true that the Akashic Records can bring us great peace. They can also help us remember who we are, why we chose to be here, who we’re in soul contracts with and for what reason, and what we incarnated to accomplish in this life. Our records can offer us comfort and boost confidence and even bring immeasurable amounts of peace to our lives.

Akasha: One amazing journey after another.


If you’ve not yet discovered the Akashic Records, or not had a reading, NOW is a good time! I began exploring my own Akashic Records in January of 2010. It took me a good month or so to work up the courage to open them. You have to be willing to face the truth, you see. And that means possibly letting go of old patterns, ideas, beliefs, and, yes, sometimes even love.

If you’re into reading the works of spiritualists, you may be finding a common phrase in many of their works:

“Remember who you are.”

Huh?

Yeah. I know. Head scratch. Brow rub. Chin tug.

What does THAT mean?

And then there’s the inevitable pregnant pause…

…super-deep inhale…

and the burning question…

“Who AM I?”

Followed by the even more challenging…

“Why am I here?”

And the ever mind-boggling…

“What is my purpose?”

These are all very good questions for your Akashic Records — the keepers of all the details of every life your soul has ever lived and will live. Or, as some folks believe, all the lives your soul is living right now.

Yes. Simultaneously.

Head scratch.

Brow rub.

Chin tug.

Yeah, I know. Still trying to get my head around that one, myself. I mean, if I’m living several lives at this very moment, then why am I stuck here, in the loneliest, most painful and mundane one, for what seems like eons?

That is also a very good question for your Akashic Records. But, brace yourself! The answer may be loaded with way more WTFs than you ever imagined!

Which always brings you back around to this simple reminder: Remember who you are.

And the answer to that is simple. You are a spiritual light being having a human experience. Or several, even, if you can believe that. Which I do believe probably comes from the theory that there is no past, and there is no future; there is only right now.

And this is where I say, “But right now kinda sucks…”

So I open my Akashic Records and I find out more about who I am. Where I came from. Why I’m here. Where I’m going. And what it all means.

Sounds like an escape, doesn’t it?

In some ways, it is. But, when I look at my alternatives — television, Internet, housework — it is usually the most valuable (not to mention affordable) escape available. And it has changed my life so much.

The information I’ve received from my records has helped make sense out of those things that once made no sense at all. It has given me a broader perspective on anything and everything to which I am connected. And it has helped me unravel the mysteries involving those all-too-real dreams that make me go, “Whuuuut tha…?”

My Akashic Records have also helped me understand that everything and everyone on this planet are somehow connected. Whether we like it or not, that IS the truth.

In the coming months, I plan to begin sharing some of my story about my Akashic Records and how they have helped me remember who I am, why I’m here, where I’m going, and what it all means.

Why?

Good question. My first thought about this was, “Who would really even be interested?”

But, now that more and more spiritualists are reminding us, “Remember who you are,” it feels like a good time to share how you can begin to tap into your own personal truth by showing you how I did it. Not just through my own readings, but through readings I have done for my close friends, as well. We’ve learned that we are a very close-knit soul group, connected by “other lives,” and the information we have learned has cinched our bond even tighter.

I look forward to sharing with you our adventures through the Akashic Records. It certainly has been one amazing journey after another.

Bagpipes on the Beach


Bagpipes on the Beach
by Jen Freer
©2010
Today a friend of mine asked me, “How do you know when you’ve had a past-life regression dream?”

This was an excellent question, as it made me delve into the distinct details that set these dreams apart from a regular dream or a lucid dream. I’m not sure I’ve ever had a lucid dream, but in my regular dreams, the setting always seems to be present day and I’m usually myself in my dreams. I rarely see myself in my regular dreams. Most of the time, I see everything from my own eyes.

The other people in my regular dreams are usually people I know or representative of people I know. Even if there is someone in my dream I don’t know, or don’t recognize to represent someone I know, I am at least still me in the dream.

The other thing I notice about my regular dreams is that none of them really make sense, or something totally whacky happens when they are making sense to make them suddenly…yeah…NOT make sense. The sequencing is odd, too. My regular dreams roll a lot like those Old Spice commercials: I’m in the club dancing like a fool, and then I’m on the golf course teeing off, and then I’m floating down a canal on a gondola – look up, look down—I’m on a horse. And it’s all the same day. Oh, and there are gargantuan snakes dropping from the tree branches when I’m hanging out in the woods with my friends. I’m not even kidding. I sometimes wake up wondering if I smoked crack before I went to bed.

Past-life regression dreams are way different. For starters, I don’t recognize anyone in the dream, but yet I feel very connected to them. Every single past-life dream I’ve experienced has taken place in a different time period. The first one I had took place in the 1930s or 40s. I could tell by the clothing people wore, the cars they drove, and the appliances and décor in the homes. Everything was so retro. My second past-life dream took place during World War I. The most recent one I had took place so long ago, I can’t even tell you what time period it was; all I know is that the transportation was horse and wagon. No, not even a buggy; just a rudimentary wooden wagon.

The accents of the people in this most recent past-life regression dream sounded quite Gaelic. I’m not sure where they were from, exactly, but when I visited Scotland.org on a hunch, I saw photos there of historical stone homes that looked a lot like those in my dream. The dark waters in which the people in my dream played reminded me of the very lochs in which the “Lochness Monster” had been allegedly sighted. One of the men in the dream even mentioned “Nessy” when an unidentified water creature bit the big toe of the matronly strawberry-blonde woman in my dream.

My past-life regression dreams play out in chronological order, just like most well-told stories. The time-period and setting details are exquisite. And, even though the people are not anyone I recognize from this life, there is always a familiarity—a connection—and I can usually identify which person in the dream is who I was in that past life. I also tend to remember every last detail of my past-life regression dreams as if they really happened, whereas, in my regular “Old Spice” dreams, I only remember bits and pieces.

The things that amaze me most about my past-life regression dreams are mostly the historical details. The clothing. The transportation. The landscape. The architecture. And even the accents! I mean, I’m no historian, so I really don’t know what these things looked like in the past, except for what I’ve seen in movies and on television. I’m also no traveler, so I’ve never been to Scotland, and I don’t know the Highlands from the…Lowlands? I really have no clue. I don’t even know anyone from Scotland. The only Scottish accents I’ve ever heard are that late-night talk-show host and bad imitations on movies.

It’s odd, though. Just a few weeks ago when I was walking the Lake Michigan shoreline, I thought I’d heard bagpipes playing in the distance, and I suddenly felt comforted, the way a care package delivered to summer camp seemed to cure homesickness back in the day. The strangest thing is that I’ve never even considered the sound of bagpipes musical until that moment. As I climbed the dune to the parking lot that evening, I discovered it was, indeed, an older gentleman playing “Amazing Grace” on the pipes. Mystery solved. But the greater mystery was why I felt soothed by the sound. Now that I know I have ties to Scotland, I guess that may be the very reason why. Perhaps it was the bagpipes on the beach that inspired this deep connection to this particular past life to reveal itself in my dreams.

Then there is this long-term cosmic influence tidbit from Astrology.com that hints toward such revelations:

That Silver Thread
Jupiter Sextile Saturn
Jun 23, 2010 to Aug 22, 2010
There’s a link between each and everything you’ve ever done and where you are now. It’s all contributed to making the present the best possible place to be. In other words, do take time to thank all of your former incarnations, both in this life and in others.

Hmm. Bagpipes on the beach. Who knew?