More healing
Chiara came for her healing training-session yesterday. Once completed, I decided to guide her through the lovely garden meditation, where one gets a message and gift and an opportunity to swim in some healing pools. Of course, I took the opportunity to receive those myself and was rewarded with a past life image, one I had received before, some years back.
The image was of me, a tall male, sitting under an apple tree with the woman who had become my mistress. In a previous viewing of this same scene, I had ascertained that I didn’t think particularly highly of this woman. This scene was different, in that the apples were bright red. I don’t remember seeing fruit on the tree in the previous image, nor actually knowing what the tree was. But this image was different for another reason.
A couple of nights ago I had woken in the small hours and had been thinking about the time in my current life, where I had met the people connected to this same life. I realised there was still healing to do but was not sure how to go about it. What had happened in that life, was that my wife, whom I loved dearly, had found out about this affair and had me punished. She notified the authorities about some work I had been writing, which must have been illegal. The authorities, in turn, arrested me and burnt me at the stake. As I was dying, I caught an image of my wife hiding, but watching me at the same time. I talk about this lifetime in Feather 21, P 108 of Who Is Me? I am not sure if I had the realisation at the point of death that she was responsible for my demise, or when I saw the image in this life.
In my current life, I worked with both the former wife and the former mistress at the same time and it was around the behaviour of the former wife where I knew healing was still needed. She had caused a lot of trouble at that job, resulting in the resignation of the woman who had been my mistress. As I glanced at the image I received yesterday, of the pair of us under the apple tree, I became aware that I may have blamed the mistress unnecessarily for my death, believing it was she who had told my wife of the affair and the authorities of my writing. I asked for forgiveness for falsely blaming her and forgave myself for doing so. As I was in a meditation where I was also guiding Chiara, I didn’t want to get side-tracked on my own stuff, so I pulled away and carried on with the meditation. I will need to return to that at some stage. The fact that life had come up a couple of nights ago, indicated there was still more work to do on it. Being shown what I was shown yesterday, certainly gives me another area to explore as far as healing is concerned. In the job, the former mistress had acted with utmost integrity. Usually, our actions are almost identical to those in the past, so this forgiveness of her certainly seems that it might be the key to finally healing the effects of that lifetime in my current life.