Like-minded groups

My son invited me to like a Facebook page this morning, one that has 21 thousand members. This one is called Spirit Tribe. I am amazed at just how much is out there for spiritual people these days – a far cry from my youth when books or anything of a spiritual nature were few and far between.

I have spent my whole life hiding my spiritual side. Why? one might ask. I am beginning to wonder the same thing. I had so many lifetimes where I was put to death because of my spirituality, and all those fears from those previous lives accompanied me into this one. Logically I have always known that my death won’t happen this time around, but the fears from the past were magnified, as if my death was a very real possibility. I learnt long ago, that anything that makes me react in this kind of way, tells me there is work to do. And so, I have done just that. I have spent hundreds of hours working on these fears, with forgiveness of those who were responsible for my deaths in the past, being a large component of this work.

But more than that. As I explain in The Collective Us, those people who died with bitterness from being falsely accused and put to death, wanted to be free of these feelings and so it became my responsibility to do this, as the current incarnation of them all. As I healed myself, I was also healing them. I believe it is important for us all to do our self-work, because it is never just about us. Any issues that need working on from our pasts, we experience in childhood, so if we heal these, then we are healing our pasts automatically.

The beauty of all this healing for me was being given acknowledgment from my former selves for the work I had done on myself and being able in turn to acknowledge them and their achievements in their lives. It was wonderful healing for us all.

 I also discovered that every part of myself was also a part of my former selves. The reason I changed occupations and localities in my own life, was because I could. In one life I had been a pioneer travelling through the desert to a new life, when my life was cut short. In another I was a slave who had no freedom. Both of these former selves had a part in encouraging this exploratory side of myself. I had several lives as a writer, as a healer and have pursued both those occupations in my current life. Our pasts are so intertwined with our current lives.

I talk about all of my 31 lives in The Collective Us and their connection to my own life. I hope that by sharing this part of myself, others will realise the importance of their own self-healing. After all, there is always a bigger picture at work. Everything is playing out perfectly and just as it is meant to be.

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