An excerpt from the start of Chapter 30 in The Collective Us

I put some time away the following day to carry on with this gratitude work.

However, rather than calling up my former lives, as I expected would happen, I found the people I once was, stepped forward one by one. I saw that once again we were gathered in the same shamanic circle I had seen when I had received my acknowledgement a week or two earlier.

My first past life experience: Page 40, Who Is Me?

On my first visit (to a spiritual development group) there was an empty chair once the others took their places in a circle around the table. Apparently other people had said they might attend, but I was the only one to do so. That chair was definitely meant for me.