Psychic Development Workshop: Past Life Soul Retrieval

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Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Note: This discussion thread is part of a series. Find the index for the series here.

Past life soul retrieval is something that I don't see much about in the literature that's out there about psychic development, but it's something that I've been trained to do, and I think it's a useful thing to have in one's psychic toolbox.

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First, a little about reincarnation. I was raised Catholic, raised to believe that this life is all that we get, and after death there's... you know... heaven, hell, purgatory, or whatever. As I've studied other belief systems and through the work I've done with my own psychic development, I've come to look at this issue as one of levels of perception.

Examples of Levels of Perception

A.) Life is what we can perceive with our five senses. We are born, live, and die. What exists before life and after death is either 1) unknowable or 2) heaven/hell/purgatory/some other infinite holding tank for our eternal souls.

B.) Our eternal souls are separate and distinct from other souls. Our eternal souls, in our wish to grow, learn, change, and help others grow, learn, and change, choose to come into a physical life from time to time. Some of these lives are in human bodies.We are spiritual beings having a human experience, not human beings having a spiritual experience.

C.) Our souls are nothing but waves in the ocean of the all that is, the creative force (God, if you like) that underlies and sustains all existence. All lives that have ever been lived anywhere- past, present, and future - are all expressions of ourselves. We are one with everything and everything is one with us. Everything that you see is another version of you.

All of these levels of perception are correct, from a certain point of view. For the purpose of this exercise, we are going to use Level of Perception B.

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Okay, now that we're all on the same perception page, let's talk about why past lives are important to know about. The short of it is that when we experience trauma, whether in this life or in past lives, a "chunk" of our soul gets stuck in that experience and continues to try to deal with it, even in death. Often, because our soul is eternal and transcends this lifetime, echoes of these traumas show up in our current lifetime and we play out emotional and behavioral patterns that stem from these situations in these past lives. When we heal the past life trauma, weprevent the echo of that traumafrom impactingour current lifetime.

The goalof past life soul retrieval (and current life soul retrieval, too, for that matter) is to get to a point where the only trauma thatour soul isdealing with is the one we're experiencing in the present moment. For some people, this means doing hundreds of past life soul retrievals. I started to see subtle differences in my life with the first retrieval, and major differences after about 20 retrievals over a period of a few years. Most often, the changes created by a past life soul retrieval are subtle, sort of like a small course correction aboard a sailing vessel. It's only with time that the different trajectory becomes noticeable.

This week's assignment is to do at least onepast life soul retrieval on yourself. The steps are outlined in this blog entrythat I posted last year and updated with links today.

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As I was contemplating this week's topic, I thought that it might be beneficial for you all to see an example of how a past life soul retrieval works in practice. Toward that, Iwill do a past life soul retrieval for the first person to volunteer in a reply to this thread. The reading will be public and posted as a reply here, so be prepared for that because past life retrieval readings will sometimes provoke strong emotions for the person requesting the reading. It may take me several days to respond - I have a lot on my plateat the moment - so if you're not the person that requested the reading, check back later or click "follow" at the bottom of the page if you'd like to be notified when I post the reading. If I have extra time, I will do one retrieval for each additional person that volunteers, on a first-come-first-served basis. [Update 9/1/2013: Reading requests are now closed on this thread. However,a private reading request can be made through the Made by Empaths store. Thank you!]

As you do your self-retrievals, I'd love to hear from you! Post a reply with what you thought about the exercise. Did the life that you saw pertain to some issue(s) that you're dealing with right now? How did you feel, emotionally, during the process of figuring out what was going on in the past life? Was it difficult to convince your past life self to cross over? Do you think that you will do another retrieval on yourself at some point?

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One last thing... This is the last exercise in the "self" section of this workshop. I have a couple of additional optional lessonsthat I'm going to postwhen I have time (about soul agreements and energetic cords), but next week we're going to move on to learning how to do psychic readings. Next week's lesson will be practice on receiving and interpreting initial impressions. If you're not interested in using your psychic ability to do readings for others, you can still follow along, or not, as you like. Many thanks to all of you that have been taking time out of your busy lives to participate in the workshop. I hope that it's been fun, challenging, and educational for you.


updated by @amaya: 07/03/17 03:38:45AM
Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Sean,

Absolutely! It might be a little bit before I can get to it, though. It's my business' busy season, and I'm (delightfully) swamped...

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Sean,

I finally got some time to breathe! Thanks for being the first to volunteer. Here's your reading/retrieval...

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Your primary spirit guide is a woman. Her name is Melaina. Might be Belaina. Belaina, I think is correct. She wants to tell you that the stupid Lionel Ritchie imposter in the 12:05 classroom is not your friend, it's true, but kind actions are appealing to women of substance, so try being friendly to the guy. You might be spoken of by people (women) who matter.

[Uh, okay... That was weird. I hope that all meant something to you. I'm asking if we can move on to the retrieval now. There was a guy waiting off in the back that seemed like he wanted to take me somewhere.]

It seems like this reading is starting to be about judgments, but that's not where I feel like we're going with the past life thing, so I'm just going to follow along and see what's coming next. There is indeed a big, beautiful man waiting for me to take his armso that he canescort me into your past life. Very courteous of your guides, I must say. Very nice. :-) Okay, he's shushing me now. I'm supposed to be paying attention, not going on about his lovely biceps...

We go together through a stone archway the size of a set of double doors. It's dark and cold, like late afternoon on a rainy winter day. I ask Gentian (that's his name, like whatever the flower or plant is that I can't recall right this second) what's going on here, what I'm supposed to be seeing and doing. We walk down a hill and around a little bend in the road/path, and I can see, uh... What is it? My mind is having trouble grabbing a hold of what it is that I'm seeing. I'm asking for clarity and going a little deeper into meditation (yes, I'm meditating and typing at the same time). Death. There's a death. More than one death. A group of people have died. I'm trying to figure out what happened. There are women and children here, mostly. Where are the men? The men are all gone away? Oh... The men are out in the fishing boats. So what happened to these people that are dead here now? They look to have been killed violently. It was a woman, a crazy woman. She came to take revenge on another woman and her family, because she thought that she kept on having miscarriages and still births because this woman was seducing her husband. Oh, wow. Uh... She wasn't seducing this crazy woman's husband, of course, but it didn't matter.

So, let's figure out who you are in all of this madness... I believe that you are the husband of the crazy woman (I believe that they would call that post-partum psychosis now); the woman who was murdered was your cousin's wife. You were actually off on a trading run that day with a few other men from the village, while your cousin was out on the boats. This has to be late middle ages, around the time of the plague. I think we're in (I wish my geography were better) northern France? North of France is Germany, right, then what's north of there? I think that's where we are. (Duh. It's Denmark, I figured out afterward.)

Let's get a resolution here. The problem here is that you always blamed yourself for your wife's actions, even though it didn't really have anything to do with you. But you didn't know that; you always wondered if you could have done something differently, if there could have been a different result. She was to be put to death, but you didn't want her to go through that. You poisoned her with something quick and relatively painless. You never really recovered from all of that. You sometimes felt guilty, that your choice of wife caused so much pain to everyone, and that you hadn't prevented the tragedy. You lost your faiththat you are able to make good decisions about important things, that your judgment is sound. (Ah! Now I finally see the connection!) I convince the whole lot of you that you're dead and that it's time to cross over, so you do.

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I'm thanking your guides for their kindness and courtesy in helping me with this retrieval. I like this Gentian. He's quite the strong and silent type. He communicates with feelings and thoughtforms mostly. Really lovely man.

Okay, it seems like they don't have much else to say. I encourage you to think about this lifetime and allow the energy of it to reintegrate into your current self over the next few days. Please let me know if you have any questions you'd like to ask, or comments about this that you'd like to share.

Warmest regards,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Yes, Gentian was great. He has such a calm, serene strength about him. I did look up a couple of photos of the plant, and wow is it blue!

Thoughtforms... In my experience, our guides communicate with us in a bunch of different ways. One way is that they just simply talk to us. We often confuse this with our own internal monologue, that string of words that plays in our heads all the time. We don't notice the slightly different quality to the words and thoughts behind them. This is probably the primary way that Belaina communicates with you.

Some ofour guidessend us emotions, which serve to encourage us to take particular actions. For example, we might meet someone and feel an unexplainable need to be around them more. Some of them send us thoughtforms, which are structures that serve to support thought. Thoughtforms are to thoughts what a menu is to an entree. A specific thoughtform will lead you to thinking your own unique thoughts, but the thoughts will all have certain flavor. As an example, you might find yourself suddenly thinking about, say,the true meaning of friendship, or the relationship between fear and courage. The thoughts you have about the topic are yours, but the topic was suggested by your guide, if that makes sense. These are probably the ways that Gentian communicates with you.

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts
Oh, and I forgot one... Our guides also communicate with us through physical sensations, like tingling, pressure, tapping, tickling, goosebumps, and stuff like that. I get specific sensations that, after a long time of paying attention to them, I've come to associate with certain guides, messages, and states of consciousness. Like, when I have a good mediumship connection, the left side of the top of my head gets sort of warm and tingly, and sometimes I get goosebumpy tingles across my shoulder blades. When a non-physical being wants to talk to me, I sometimes get sort of a tapping sensationnear my left temple. It's a little weird, I admit, and it takes payingattention to it over an extended period of time to separate the "otherworldly" sensations from the usual stuff that we feel that's just ours, but it's a good exercise, especially for empaths, since "our stuff" and "not our stuff" can be so hard to tell apart anyway.
Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts
Yes, that could very well be something of his. You'd just want to follow that new, random thought to see if it leads to something insightful. Our guides tend to not throw random, meaningless things at us, so if it's something from him, you should be able to tell pretty quickly because the thoughts will lead you to some sort of helpful realization about something.
Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Haha! I didn't really think that it would take 3 weeks, but there you have it. It's finally your turn! I'll just jump right in to your reading/retrieval.

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Okay, Deej, what I'm getting for your primary guide is a female. I was confused at first because it seemed like your guide was more than one being, but for me it settled into a female with multiple faces, and I found myself wondering if there is an Indian female deity that has multiple faces. I think there is, but I can't recall right now. Keep in mind that what I'm seeing is how my mind is choosing to interpret the meaning of her, rather than any objective truth of it.

Her presence is very powerful, and what I'm sensing is that she has a lot of sides. She's a fierce warrior, but tender and compassionate too. She's primal, yet also cultured, educated, and refined. I hope that makes sense to you. I'm getting a name that I cannot pronounce, but I'll do my best and spell it phonetically - pnam-solend-smelendse - or something like that. I'm sure I butchered it. I'm asking her for a name that I can spell. She laughs at me (with me?) and says that she likes the name Lily too. Now that I've understood her multiple-face thing, she looks like a normal woman to me, with long black hair and kind eyes.

I tell her what I'm doing here, that I would like to do a past-live soul retrieval for you, and she tells me that you don't actually need to have any past lives retrieved. You did all that in yourmost recentlife, she is telling me. You're now on a clean slate. I clarify with her that you really don't need any past life work done, because that's a new one for me, and she says no, that you still have a couple of sore spots - few past lifetimes from which you're still healing from the"bruises" - but nothing's broken, if that makes sense. Wow. That's fantastic!

I'm askingher that sinceI'm already here,what else can I do to help? She tells me that you have found some much-needed encouragement in the workshop, and that it's helped to get you going down the path that you wanted totravel in this life. Uh, I think she wants me to channel her. Yep. Here we go:

Deej, I am here. I am with you today. I will be with you always. I am the life that we have wished. [Sorry - I have no idea what she meant by that.] We are together always. I have enjoyed watching you grow and mature, and I am looking forward to seeing what you choose to do next. The day will come that you will be able to speak with me directly, and I will be so happy for that day. We will be together! I have never been channeled before. This is fun. This channel is light-like. Perhaps she will let me come again another time and speak with you directly, for I have much to speak with you about, Deej. You are starting on a great and exciting journey!

Alrighty, that's all we could maintain of that channel. No, wait, she's still partially here. Ugh. This feels uncomfortable. In or out, dearie! Okay, out. She's so cute!She was so very excited to talk to you, and her giddiness wasmaking me feel a little silly (in a good way).

Okay, so, that was an unusual reading.That's all I'm getting for right now. I guess the main message is that you're peachy keen, fine and dandy just the way you are, kid. Full speed ahead, I suppose. No need to look back, unless you want to just for fun, and you can do that on your own.

Let me know what questions or comments this reading brought up for you!

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Wow! That's great, Deej! We all have a lot of spirit guides, so it's probable that since you already know 2 of them, this one wanted to show herself. She reminded me of something like this at first:

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Except female, of course. I'm still not sure about the name. It felt vaguely Chinese or Vietnamese maybe. I wish I knew more languages - I'd probably be better at translating the names accurately if I did...

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Snake Medicine,

I'm still planning to take the list one by one as I have time; it's just that I've been so busy! So, if you want to stay on the list, please do! I'm hoping to be able to do one or two per week through the end of the year.

Thanks,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Lisa,

It's been a while, so I wanted to check in with you to see if you are still interested in getting a past life retrieval reading. After a busy summer, I'm starting to have a little time to do readings again...

Thanks,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Celeste,

It's your turn! Here's your reading:

I'm here with a spirit guide for you, who is calling herself your grandmother. I am somewhat skeptical that she's your real grandmother, like from your lifetime now, but it seems like that's what she's trying to tell me. There's something about her hands. She has wonderful hands. I can see the backs of her hands, with their prominent veins and alabaster skin. Long fingers, and a light touch. What I'm getting is that she knew you when you were a child. I'm having trouble now holding onto her voice. Her presence is still here. Maybe the rest of what I felt like she was going to tell me will come out after the retrieval. I'll press on.

I ask to move on to the lifetime to be retrieved. She takes my arm and guides me onward. My first impression has something to do with snakes. I'm trying to remember if there was a culture that revered snakes at some point - Egypt and India both had snake things at one point in time. It's wet and cold and dark, like in the bottom levels of a gigantic stone structure of some sort. We're walking toward the snake room, I think. There are pictures inscribed in the stone walls. It feels more like Egypt than India, but it feels even more like Turkey or Greece to me. Anyhow, snakes.

We enter into the snake room, which is lit by torches. The stone appears to be a sandy color, which doesn't really narrow it down as to where we might be exactly. The snakes are in a holding tank; the tank takes up one corner of the room. At first, I thought it was a round tank, like an above-ground swimming pool, but made of small stones roughly the size of bricks. But, it's not precisely round, because of the corner of the room. It's just a half-circle, really, or maybe a little more than half, like a 3/4 circle. There is no cover on the tank. The inside walls of the tank are too smooth for the snakes to climb up, and there aren't enough of them in the tank that they could climb each other's backs to get over the wall, which is a little more than waist-high. The tank is maybe the size of a small compact car altogether.

You are a man in this lifetime, one of the snake handlers. It's not exactly an honor to work there, because it's so dangerous, but you are happy for the work because your family gets to stay near whatever this giant building is and gets to eat well. You have two sons that you are very proud of; they are handsome, smart, and athletic. Your wife is a great mother, and teachs your sons and daughter to do craft work making rugs for the suppplicants at the temple. You want to live to see your sons be married. You want them to be happy. You hope that your daughter will find a kind man for a husband, but a rich man too, so that you and your family will be well taken care of.

I'm looking now for the moment of your death in this lifetime. What happened?I see youhaving an argument with someone. I think that maybe you caught someone stealing from the religious donations. You were a very pious sort, and couldn't just stand by and let that kind of thing go on, so you confronted the person about it right away. I'm getting the feeling that this person that you were arguing with was a woman - not a royal woman, but a woman with some influence within the temple complex (I hate calling it a temple, because they're not thinking of it that way, but I don't have a word for what this building is and how it relates to the other buildings in the area, which all seem to be part of a larger tradition thing. Gah! Words are so limiting!) This woman created some situation that led to your death. It seems like she may have talked some muscle-bound man into disposing of you somehow.

I'm feeling like knowing how you died isn't as important right here as knowing WHY you died. You were concerned that your family wouldn't know what had really happened, and would start guessing all kinds of wrong things about you. It seems like you were worried about what rumors this woman would create about you and your family. You were worried that it would affect your children's chances for happy lives. All of this worry was holding youto this side of the veil; you couldn't move on without knowing that they would all be okay.

Of course, that was many years ago, and I told your past life self that. I showed him his family, all standing in the light, waiting to tell him what had happened after he'd gone. Of course, being on the other side already, they already knew what had taken him from them. It was a joyful reunion!

I am thanking your grandmother for her help and asking if there's anything else that I should be paying attention to now. What I'm getting is that it will take you a few days of thinking about this for you to identify all of the ways that your life now has been impacted by what happened back then. There's a wound that needs healing, and it won't heal all at once, but it heal, and fairly quickly once you start thinking about it.

That's it! I hope you enjoyed your reading. Please feel free to ask whatever questions you like. As you can hopefully see, I get a lot more information in these things than I can ever hope to capture in words in a format like this. :-) I aim for clarity, but I don't always achieve it so well!

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Alright, Lisa! You're up! Here's your reading/retrieval:

I enter meditation and ask for your spirit helpers to please come forward. I see a large group of helpers for you. What fun! The diversity of energy here is tremendous. Perhaps that means you have a lot of things that you're working on in this lifetime? I ask for the helper that wants to come along on this particular journey, and a woman comes forward. She appears to me to be older in age, like maybe around 60 years old if she were human, and I feel an earthy wisdom about her. She seems to me to have a great deal of power, sort of like I might imaginea nature-oriented goddess to have, but she feels older (in spirit, like an "old soul", not in physical age) than any of the Greek or Roman goddesses that I've met. I ask if I may have something to call her, and "Ennobia" is what I get. (I've run across the "En-" prefix before, and it seems to be my brain's interpretation ofa certain title or honorific, sort of like we might use Dr or Esq in English,or maybe like the suffix -san in Japanese.) Anyway, I ask her if she's your primary spirit helper, and she says no, that she's a friend of yours. She's a traveler, and wanderer, going to where she's needed. You and she seem to be related in some way, like soul sisters, members of the same sisterhood.

I feel like it's time to move toward your past life now, so I ask and we move on. Ennobia tells me that you actually don't have a ton of unresolved stuff out there. You've done a lot of work on this in the past, in other lifetimes, and there's not much left to do. She does have one that she says we could go see. It slams into my awareness suddenly: We're in India. It's bright day, the sun in blazing. We're in a busy marketplace, and there are sounds of humanity coming from everywhere. Lots of people are shouting, trying to buy and sell their wares in the midst of a busy city square teeming with people. There are animals running about underfoot, and some children playing, although due to the amount of people, the children are sticking to the fringes of the crowd. Where do we go from here, I wonder. I follow Ennobia down a narrow alley to the downhill side of the square. The shade of the buildings feels nice, but there's a sense of urgency, so I walk quickly.

We come to something. What is it? I think it's a drainage pipe of some sort, like a large storm drain. It's dark inside, but I can hear children playing inside. I hear a cat (did they have housecats in India then?) giving a mournful howl inside the drain. It echoes. Are the kids going to get the cat? Rescue it from something? I'm not sure how, but Ennobia somehow drags one of the kids out by the scruff of the neck. It's you! You're maybe about 11 years old here, and covered in dirt. You're holding a cat that has seen better days - maybe it got into a fight and hid in the drain-but I can tell how much you love this cat. I also know that this isn't your only cat; you have more.

We follow you as you take the cat home to give it a bath. You're sad about your little brother; he's sick. He's never been precisely well - he's always been sick with one thing or another. Today there's a quack doctor there with some placebo cure - you're pretty cynical about the whole thing by now. You really want to see your brother be well and healthy. You've heard that there's a doctor at the (let's call it a palace) that actually knows what he's doing - he was trained in an Italian school of medicine (so this would put our time period at about 400-ish years ago, probably). You've been thinking of ways to get to this doctor. You're sure that if you could just talk to him, you could convince him to take a look at your brother. Doctors are supposed to help people, right?

One day, you work up the courage to sneak into the palace. You're sneaking your way up the back steps - you were told by one of the groundskeepers that the back stairs were the way to go, because they're not very safe and no one uses them anymore since the three new sets of stairs were put in on the other side. You hear something and panic. You slip on one of the stairs and fall backward, hitting your head on the sharp corner of one of the lower stairs. You crack your skull and die without accomplishing your important mission. This part of your soul has been asleep there ever since, dreaming about cats and doctors and sick little brothers.

As soon as I wake you up, you grasp what had happened. You're a little angry with yourself for having failed in such a silly way. You feel likelet yourself down and your little brother, too, even though he never knew anything about why you were on those stairs in the first place. You had told no one what you were after, just in case the doctor were to refuse to see your brother. You start to walk toward the light. I'm hoping that you see someone that makes you joyful before you pass, but you just march determinedly toward the light, like you're going to do better next time. Next time it will be different. Next time you will not fail. You put your head down and cross over.

I ask if there's anything else that I'm supposed to tell you, and I get that you will know that this all means, and that there's nothing else that you need to know right at this moment. I thank Ennobia and the rest of your spirit helpers for being sharing their time with me. Lisa, please let me know if you have any questions about this!

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Linda,

I'm not sure why, but it looks like you deleted your request of October the 2nd, and the request that you made after that. My current waiting list is Tempie, then Snake Medicine, then you, then Scorpi and lucidbean. Right now I am working two jobs (60+ hours a week in total), writing two blogs (this workshop being one of them), and being a single parent,in addition to doing free retrievals (which take at least an hour each) here on this thread, so your patience is appreciated. I do enjoy doing the readings when I can fit it in.

If I recall correctly, I believe I read elsewhere that you are a psychic medium. If so, you are probably able to do your own retrievals. You mightgive a try tofollowing the instructions here in this discussion! I'd be interested to hear about your experience especially, given that you are already accomplished in other areas of psychic technique.

Best wishes,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hello Tempie! It's finally your turn. Here's your reading/retrieval:

I do the steps to open the reading, and I get two spirit helpers for you, a man and a woman. It seems like the man is the one who will be guiding me through your retrieval. It seems like they're not too interested in chatting right now - I'm not getting a sense of their names or that they have any specific messages for you right this second. It seems like your male helper is most interested in getting right to it.

Oh, this is fun! We're not on Earth. I think he's saying that we're on Tau Ceti, or a planet in the Tau Ceti system. I make a mental note to look up Tau Ceti. :-) The buildings here are all very tall, with rounded lines (not like the square skyscrapers that we have here). There are a number of small vehicles flying about. Since we're not real, we fly our spirit-selves to a landing pad toward the top of one of the buildings. It seems that each building has multiple landing platforms.

Somehow we skip the process of actually entering the building. We are on an elevated, constructed causeway, like a mix of a large pedestrian walkway and a town square and a park. It's beautiful here - sunny and warm, with clouds floating throughout the buildings. The people here are bipeds like us, but they don't look precisely like we do. I'm trying to wrap my mind around what exactly is different about them, and I feel like I'm not quite getting it. It seems like their bodies are much longer and thinner than ours, and their heads are narrower. I'm guessing that this planet's gravity is lower than Earth's. I think that their skin color is different, too - it seems more gray, and maybesome of them haveadded blue-colored makeup.

I find you in the midst of a crowd of folks on this causeway. You're shouting about something. It seems like you might be protesting the actions of government or a corporation or something like that. You're angry about something, though. It seems that there's been a strange sickness going around in the city, and your child has contracted it. You believe that it was accidentally (or maybe purposely) let loose from one of the bio labs in the city, an experiment gone wrong. You're demanding that a cure be found, that the people be told the truth, that those at fault take responsibility, that something be done!

Before long, your mother contracts the illness also. You continue your protests, but you also turn to the black market for information and medication. You finally find some medication, and are told that you should give some to your child, as well as take some yourself. You could only find two doses. You consider giving it to your mother instead of taking it, but you're afraid of catching the sickness yourself. You can't bear the thought of passing away and leaving your child with no mother. You give your child the medicine, and take the other dose for yourself. Within a short period of time, you realize that you've been fooled. Your child is clearly dying as a result of this medication. You know that you'll be next, as soon as your larger body can process it. You wonder if you've been silenced by those responsible for the sickness being in the population in the first place, or merely gotten cheated by black-market drug peddlers.

I'm wondering if you were right about the cause of the illness. I am getting some indication that it was a complicated process that brought the illness to your community, but that there wasn't any real conspiracy involved, at least not on your planet. More that that, though,I'm getting is that it's not important to know more about it because the purpose right now is purely the experienceof your point of view.

I find you curled up with your child in your arms. If I had to compare to human ages, I'd say that the child is about 6 years old, and a boy. You're so angry, and your child is scared and sad. Because I'm sure I look weird, I try to get your attention, and introduce you to your male guide. Immediately upon my introduction, he morphs into a major religious figure from that culture, sort of like we might imagine Jesus or someone like that. You jump up right away, embarrased that this venerated person has seen you in your current state. He does an amazing job of calming you and making you feel so much better. You feel like everything is right with the world again, and you follow him into the light, crossing over to be with the rest of your deceased loved ones.

Your male guide has gone, but I still feel your female helper close by. I ask if there's anything else that they'd like to say, and I get that there's nothing else, that you will know what all of this means. I get that they are looking forward to seeing you again. I hope you know what that means. Have you been meditating lately, or something like that? Maybe you see them in your dreamssometimes? For her, I'm getting a name like Althendra. I'm missing something at the end of her name, maybe an m, Althendram, but that's pretty close. I'm getting his name as, and I know this sounds weird, but it's something like Bowl. Maybe it's not spelled that way, but that's how it sounds to me.

That's it! Please let me know if you have any questions about this. It's my first soul retrieval from a non-Earth life, so that's pretty fun!

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Thanks for the feedback, Temperance! I had heard the name Tau Ceti, of course, but I didn't know anything about it until I looked it up just now. It seems like our scientists are interested in the system, but haven't found anything of note just yet. After reading about scientists' assumptions that Tau Ceti system planets would get bombarded often by comets and asteroids, their citiesbeing tall and dense andmostly above the cloud layer makes sense, because that would maximize their resilience to major planetary impacts.

I, too, have had several past lifetimes in which I committed suicide. They were among the first of the lives that came up to be resolved when I first started doing this work. If you like, you can sign up for another retrieval, at the end of the line, of course. It looks like I've got Snake Medicine, Linda Dailey, Scorpi, and lucid bean on the list so far, so you could jump in after that. If we were to resolve a few more, you mightexperience a subtle yet noticeable change in your overall outlook.

I hear what you're saying about meditating. For me, I find myself in complete blackness. It took some time and practice, but I've gotten used to it and like it a lot now. If you're having trouble meditating, you could give a try to binaural beats. I've developed a YouTube playlist (listen with headphones) that might help: http://www.youtube.com/user/amayapdx#grid/user/128C327AF35753EC. Listen to it on low volume while you're meditating and see if it's easier?

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Snake! It's officially your turn, but I feel strongly that I should do Linda's retrieval first. I hope you understand and don't mind waiting just a little bit longer. Thanks for your patience!

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Linda,

When I realized today that I had a bit of time into which I could fit a reading, I got a strong feeling thatI should do yours, even though it's not technically your turn yet. I hope that means something wonderful will happen for you today! Here's your reading:

Okay, that's weird. After I did the invocation, instead of getting blackness and a chance to meet your guides like I normally get, I appeared right in the middle of your past life. I smell hay and dust. I feel heat and humidity. My hair is stuck in the sweat on the back of my neck, and my thin dress is damp under my tightly laced bodice and thin apron. Gah, what a miserable day. I look around for my horse. I've come to pick up supplies from the market, and I'm not going to get very far if I have to carry them on foot. I could have sworn that I'd left him tied up right here... I see him down in the shade at the bank of a creek nearby. I must not have tied the knot well enough. I was always getting scolded about that. It's lucky that the horse hadn't run off entirely, but I suppose that if I were a horse, there would be few places better to be todaythan the creek and its thin sliver of shade where the trees grow right next to the water.

Now I get a spirit helper for you. She is young and lovely, and dressed well, but period-appropriate. She has long hair that seems to be a dark strawberry-blonde or light brown color. Her eyes are blue and piercing. "Iam Adrienne", she says. I greet her, andshe says, "I am the keeper of the woodland here." I look around. It's not much of a woodland anymore. "Yes, it is sad what has become of my home," she says, "but the spirit of the woodland is still here." I tell Adrienne my purpose in being here, and ask her if she can help me to understand what I'm supposed to be doing next and where you are in all of this. "Well, you are she. At least, you were until a few moments ago, when I made myself known to you. You want to follow her home and see what happens. It will not take long, and it will explain much." She fades away, clearly intending for me to continue on with my journey.

I relax back into watching mode. I see you collect your horse. You are neither gentle nor rough with him. You take a drink of your water from your pack - you know that the creek water isn't safe, at this time of year especially. You enjoy the shade for a few minutes, then, knowing you are expected, mount up and head home.

When you arrive home, I get the feeling that something there has you in a fairly constant state of aggrevation and frustration. Adrienne encourages me to continue observing closely. Someone comes out to meet you, and you practically shove the bags at the younger boy, almost knocking him down. You're suddenly in a rage, although there doesn't seem to be any outwardly-noticeable cause. The boy has a look on his facelike he's seen this type of behavior from you before. He wisely keeps his mouth shut and makes a quiet andquickretreat.

You take the horse to the stable and remove the tack. You set up a bucket of lukewarm water for him to drink, and some tasty oats and barley for him to eat. That chore done, you go inside the house. Your mother is there. You greet her warmly, all sweetness and light again. You want to wash up and sit in a shady place for a bit. The back porch is a great place for both, so you head there. A slight evening breeze has picked up, and it's quite enjoyable. But something inside you has turned again, and now you're angry again. You're thinking about how much you hate it there, how you want to go off to the big city and meet a man and get away from this god-forsaken hell hole that your parents seem to love so much.

Little did you know on that day that you had a rotten appendix, and that you would be dead within two weeks' time. Elaine was your name in this lifetime, I believe, pronounced in the French way. You stayed stuck in this lifetime after your death because you were too bitter and angry at everything. You perceived it as completely unfair, what had happened to you, and you were determined to stay and pout there. I get Elaine's attention, and tell her that she can stay and pout if she wants to, but that, being dead, it's not really going to do much good. Better that she just accept that she didn't get her way and start over. I direct her attention to the light. Adrienne now appears as a heavenly angel, come to guide Elaine to heaven. Elaine is suddenly so joyful - she feels vindicated that at least she didn't get much chance to sin in her life, so Heaven will be an acceptable consolation for her short and dull life. You cross over.

Whew! Adrienne is still with me. I ask if there's anything else shewants to share before I close the reading. She wants me to tell you that the name of the male guide you sometimes sense is Orlande, again with the French (or is it Italian?) pronounciation, like or-LAN-deh. As soon as she says his name, I can see him. He is a great helper of yours. He often looks out for you and tries to help you to see the reality of things. He hates your medication; it makes it so much more difficult for him to communicate with you. He loves you so much, and although he knows that you are not able to see him, he wishes you to know of his constant presence in your life. I ask if there are other guides, and I get a sense that there are several others that have touched your life, maybe as many as 20 altogether. It seems that they've had to try a larger-than-average number of approaches to figure out the best way to get your attention. They say that you have a great capacity for kindness, but that you are often distracted from this calling by negativity and pain. They hope to help you work through these distractions over your next few lifetimes. They believe in you!

My attention starts to wander a bit, so I thank Adrienne and Orlande and give each of them a token of my appreciation for their assistance. I walk away, toward normal waking consciousness. Deep breath... Okay, Linda, there you have it. I hope that you findthe informationto be helpful to you.

Best wishes,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Linda,

I'm sorry to hear that you've experienced so many difficult things in your life. I have experienced several of these also. After one particularly heart-breaking experience, I came to understand that those timeswhen I felt like my heart was being ripped from my body were really God making space for his/her love to fill me up. As soon as enough space had been created, I felt God's love for me more than I felt the pain of my missing heart. It sounds as though you may understand what I mean. Good luck to you in your future travels.

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hi Ginger,

I would be most honored to work on this issue for you. Since starting the Psychic Development Network site, I have stopped refusing to take compensation for readings. :-) Anything you'd like to contribute would be welcome, because the site has hosting costs that I have been hoping to partially offset through donations for readings. The donate button can be accessed from the home page: http://psychicdevelopmentnetwork.ning.com/. I appreciate you thinking of this!

Snake Medicine has been waiting for a reading for some time, but due to the disabling nature of what you're going through, I'm going to claim triage priviledge and slot you in after her. I have a lot going on this week, but hopefully I'll be able to carve out a couple of hours for readings!

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Thanks, Ginger! I actually don't need any more info than what you've provided, so if you don't have time to write more, don't worry about it!

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Hello SnakeMedicine,

Ta dum! It's your turn! I'm getting the feeling that this reading is going to be a difficult one, so I apologize in advance for any upset it may cause, although I'm not quite sure what I'm apologizing for just yet... Here's your reading:

For this particular reading, I found that I needed to do the whole thing before writing about it, which isn't what I usually do. First, I believe that your spirit name might be Carolyn? The guide that came to me for you, who was female, called you Carolyn, but I got the impression that Carolyn isn't necessarily your name in this life or in the one I saw.

The lifetime I saw took place in the area now known as Afghanistan, but it was over 3,000 years ago. In the area, there had been a famine, which caused the tribes to war against each other more than usual. Your home town was destroyed by fighting, and you were forced to flee. I found you ina cave in the hills. You'd become a little feral as a result of a combination of post-partum depression (yourbaby had died soon after birth due to your malnutrition during the pregnancy and afterward), grief for your late husband who had died as a result of the fighting, fatigue from being on the run, hunger, and cold weather. Your husband's son from his first wife was with you, and died of hypothermia in the cave that night. He must have been about 10 years old or so. Being close to starvation yourself, you cooked and ate him the next day.

I can't precisely describe the complete misery of the experience, but it was overwhelming. I first checked to see if the son had been able to cross over, and he hadn't yet. I picked him up and sent him across. For you, it was more difficult. I thought that maybe I should fix you up before trying to convince you to cross over, so I set a spiritual space heater in the cave and a low table with a spread of delicious food in front of you. You were too cold too move, and too overwhelmed from the horror that you had experienced.

Ithought of bringing you to my place, and instantly you were in a hot bath in my own personal spiritual sanctuary. I waited while you bathed - being clean and warm improved your outlook a lot. We sat for a while; I wanted to let you eat, if you wanted, and just absorb what had happened. I decided to tell you/her why I was there - that your now self had asked me to go get your then self. I made a giant TV plasma screen appear and showed your then self pictures of what the world is like today. We talked about what the area that she was from is like today (i.e. much the same). I got the strong feeling that I should show her you now, so I opened a portal so that she could look at you. She was happy when she saw you, happy that you are safe. As soon as she saw you, she started to fade out, to become transparent like she was being "beamed up", and although she's crossed over now,I can still hear her voice. She wants me to let you know that she is sooo grateful to you that you thought to check on her.

I do get two guides/spirit helpersfor you here right now - a female and a male. The female I also get a wolf aspect for, if that makes sense - like I see her also as a wolf. The male I see also as a stag. In their totem animal aspects, I also get an owl and a mouse as additional spirit helpers for you. It seems like it'seasier for me to see them in their animal aspects. Okay, now it makes sense what happened at the beginning of the reading - at the beginning of the reading, before I was able to see the cave, my spirit self collapsed and fell onto the ground of my imaginary reading space. I think that I must have turned into a snake! Fun!

It's also easier I think for me to hear their names when they're in their animal aspects. I'm getting a Belal for your wolf, and something I have no idea how to pronounce for your stag. Did he just give me his name in deer language? Ah, geez... Now he's making some wisecrack about calling him something do to with his "horns". Ha ha! Lovely. Your owl is called La-terr-AN (or something like that), and I'm not getting a clear gender. The mouse is the smarty pants of the group, kind of an old wise man in his human aspect, and likes the name Bill. Or Bob. But not Billy Bob. :-) Just Bill is good. Sweet lord almightly, you've got a hilarious group here!

Billy Bob wants to say something. He says that you shouldn't feel bad about not making time to get to know them. You already know them. Your focus is rightly in your day-to-day life, and you will know them regardless of what efforts you make. You have no choice! Ha ha. You're stuck with them. You see us often, he says, in little signs and ways like that. Bill is fading out. It seems like it took him a lot of effort to appear to me and give me such a clear message for you. Bilal has been with you for a long time, and although Bill is kind of the ring leader of your personal circus, I'm getting that Bilal works more closely with you on a day-to-day basis. You don't often notice her presence, though. She's so subtle, like a soft breeze that comes through. I could talka lot moreabout your horny stag,too, but I'll just leave that topic alone for now - we want to keep the threads PG-rated, I think. :-)

Anyhow, that's about it, I think! Let me know if you have any questions about this.

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Your middle name is Caroline? Okay, that makes sense. I couldn't figure out how the name Carolyn (they don't spell stuff out for me)could be your name, yet not your name. That's awesome! Yes, the spirit helpers in your group were freakin' laugh riots. You must be much the same. :-)

As you already figured out,a lot of times when people have compulsions that are seemingly irrational, the culprit is something that happened in a past life. I got the impression that this particular lifetime was really having a noticeable impact on your lifetime now, so it will be interesting tosee if yourworry aboutnot having enough food begins to diminish over the next 6 months or so. (It usually takes some time for this type of change to become obvious, although sometimes it is apparent right away.) You might also have an easier time doing retrievals on your own now too, now that the "biggie" is out of the way. Keep us posted on your progress!

Amaya
@amaya
6 years ago
301 posts

Yay! Congratulations! Great work! It sounds like you've got the hang of it now. After you do a few more, you might give a try to working on someone else's. It's a similar process, but feelsdifferent because it's someone else's "memories" that you're dealing with.I saw your comment on my profile, too. Buffalo Bill? Ha ha! Your guides are hilarious.

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Hi Mayelin/Scorpi,

I'm not sure if you're still around; it looks like there hasn't been much activity from you in a while. If you're still interested in a past life reading, will you reply to this comment? I've been pretty swamped these last few months, but I'm hoping to have some time for readings here and there soon.

Thanks,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Hey lucid,

Same question for you:I'm not sure if you're still around; it looks like there hasn't been much activity from you in a while. If you're still interested in a past life reading, will you reply to this comment? I've been pretty swamped these last few months, but I'm hoping to have some time for readings here and there soon.

Thanks,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Drat. Sorry, Ginger. I got sidetracked and thought that I had already answered via private message, but anyhow, I apologize. I'll be able to do yours tomorrow. Thanks for your patience.

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Perfect! Here's your reading:

I have a lot of trouble slipping into your past life, because the vibration of it is very low, very serious. I have to keep relaxing, and relaxing, and easing into it slowly. I can feel the pain coming, and I let it slowly build so as not to become overwhelmed by it. The pain is many-faceted - there's grief and rage and guilt and shame in it.

I'm seeing some terrain, some rocky cliffs, smell of the sea, forest at my back and scrubby bushes in my line of sight. There's a path that leads down a slope to the side ofa cliff, which rises up on right side. It's a small cliff. I think I could get to the top of it and look out over the ocean if I were to double back and take a different way.

I smell a cookfire, and my belly rumbles. I hurry along a little faster. I eventually come to a little cottage with earthen walls and a thatched roof. Smoke curls out of the chimney, which is made of stacked stone and some kind of mortar or mud. Inside the cottage, a young woman is baking bread, stirring a pot, and cutting greens and some kind of root vegetables. She is beautiful to my eyes. I love her. I look for our babies, and find one napping and the older one making a slobbery mess out of a stump of carrot. They're the best thing I've seen all day.

Reader Me is wondering what I'm doing here. The thought causes the pain to return, creeping in at the sides of my awareness. Part of me wants to know what the pain is about, and part of me wants to stay here in this idyllic scene, enjoying the wonderful dinner and my beautiful family. I then realize that the beautiful family is a trap, it's the trap that this soul aspect is stuck in. What happened was so awful that the soul cannot accept it and move on.

Reader Me decides to bite the bullet and try to see what happened, regardless of the pain that it will inevitably cause. The rage that I felt was female pain, and I'm in a male body right now, so that's off. I decide to see if I can escape the husband's body to talk to the wife. I still haven't seen her face. When I think about the wife's face, I see a dead face, a face of someone that was probably beaten to death. I probe for more information. After trying out various scenarios, I finally hit on something close enough that the real story pops into focus.

There's a lot of backstory to the band of raiders that were traveling through the forest on that fateful day. I get the feeling that you had some previous lives with one or more members of this particular group, and that you may have run into one of them during your current lifetime too. In any case, they chanced upon your husband when he was out fishing in the big stream that was nearest your house. For whatever reason, they thought that he had some gold stashed away somewhere, and they wanted it. But there was no gold. They beat himup and brought him back to your house, bloody and messed up. They figured that you, being a soft-hearted woman, would tell them where the gold was after you saw what they'd done to your husband. But there was no gold. They didn't believe you. They started tearing up the house, but they couldn't find anything of value, other than some hunting equipment and farming tools. They thought that your husband must have stashed it somewhere else. To get you to talk, they killed him in front of you.

Then you recognized one of them. It was a man that had been interested in you at one of the town festivals, but you thought him unkind, anddid not return his attention. He recognized you, too. You wondered if he had encouraged his violent group to your house on purpose, out of some sick revenge. In your grief for your husband, whom you loved very much, you lashed out. You insulted the man and his friends, insulted their manhood, their parentage, their intellect, and their choice of bed mates.

One of them was not amused by your insults, and picked up your baby and killed him. You really went nuts then, trying to hurt the two men that were holding you in any way you could. Then another one of them took your oldest and bashed her head in. By the time they started raping you and beating you, your soul was somewhere else. You were already gone, stuck in the memory of your husband's safe return from the forest in time for bread and stew.

Isuspect that dislodging you from your memory may be difficult, so I slip back into your husband's aspect, recognizingI started out there for a reason. I find you as you were at the moment of your death, and try to wake you from your sleep. I evenutally succeed and send you and the rest of your family into the light to cross over.

I find my thoughts returning to this guy that you recognized. I think that you know him now. Is he your ex-husband, maybe? If so, I get the impression that he's grown and changed since this lifetime that I just saw, but maybe not as much as might be desired. :-)

Anyway, sorry that was so heavy. What I'm getting is that this lifetime was affecting your current lifetime in ways that you might be able to see right away, but in other, more subtle ways too. Specifically, regarding the subtle ways, if I'm getting this correctly, I think that you may have some digestive or kidney issues, and this lifetime is somehow tied to that. You may start seeing your health issue in a new way now.

Please let me know if you have any questions!

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Hi Mayelin! I received your private message, so I'll respond there.

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Meh. Looks like I'm going to have to be disappointing again. I'm sure I've mentioned it elsewhere, but I'm a single parent of a special-needs child, and, well, let's just say that today did not go well at all. You're at the top of the list for the next time I have acouple of hours free.

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Hi Ginger! Finally, my daughter's out of the house and the most pressing work is off my desk. It's your turn! Here's your reading:

What I'm getting is a place with a North African feel to it. I want to say that we're in Timbuktu during its golden era. I'm getting you as a young girl. There's something about flowers, and bread, and dates (the dried fruit). Nuts and oil and, is it charcoal? Fabrics and dried fish and birds in cages - some to eat and some for aviaries. It seems like a bazaar, but it's mostly covered, and it's not crowded. There's a young boy there, who works at one of the stalls. He sells, or rather he helps his father sell metalwork - small braziers for incense, mainly. Lots of different kinds. They look to me like bronze.

I'm not sure what I'm doing here. It feels like I'm in a big body, like a man's. I don't see you anywhere. Wait. You're with me in the market. The relationship feels a little like you're my serving girl, like I barely notice your existence except when I need you for something. I purchase a brazier from the boy. You are carrying our other purchases (the things I mentioned before, minus the live birds, but with some delicious cucumber salad for lunch).

I'm feeling like this is all very interesting, but that we need to get to the point here. What's next? Okay, so what I'm getting is that you grow up and stay as a servant in the scholar's household. It's not great, but not bad either. At least you get plenty of food, and the cook is good. :-) You wish that you could learn to read and write like the boys that come around the house sometimes, but you don't really believe that you can do it, it seems so hard. What you feel like you can do, and really want to do, is art. You believe that you could do beautiful drawings, if only you had the time and tools. You'd make the time if you had paint and brushes and wood panels on which to paint.

One day when you're about 13 or 14, an older boy ayear or two older than you(an apprentice scholar from the college) comes to the house and comes upon you as you're drawing a picture in the garden dirt with a stick and rocks. He watches you draw for a short time from behind, so you can't see him and won't be forced to stop drawing. He is captivated by your passion and attention to your work. He eventually introduces himself to you, and you're immediately enamored of his kind eyes and melodious voice. He knows that there would be no future for a relationship between the two of you, but he can't stay away from you. He comes back to see you often, and encourages your art.

Over a period of years, maybe 5 or 6 years, the young man becomes the most important thing in your life, and when he leaves school and returns home, he cannot take you, and you are forced to part ways. Neither of you ever fully heal from the split, and spend your lives thinking about each other. Both of you have the idea that you will be reunited in death, and so when you die, you both stay on this side, looking for each other but never finding.

Okay, now I understand why I started out with the man. When he dies, he learns what has happened and what will happen, and he vows to help if he can. He's been waiting for someone like me, and wants to help the two of you get to where you're supposed to be. He has been feeling guilty all this time that you both have been in such pain. He leads me to the young man's spirit, and explains to him what has happened and what I'm doing there. The three of us then go in search of you. The man knows where you would have gone - a grove of trees not far from his house - and he goes there to find you. The young man and I wait at the edge of the trees. The two of you eventually emerge, you with a disbelieving, but daring to hope, look on your face. When you see your young man, you cry and cry and laugh and cry and laugh. The man gives you a hug around your shoulders, and walks with you the rest of the way to us. He introduces us, and you and the young man just look into each other's eyes for a long time. After a while, an angel of light appears with a blazing white chariot to carry you two across to the other side. The man follows behind on foot shortly afterward, after thanking me. I thank him profusely in return, and give my silent thanks to the angel that had appeared.

That's all I have for you today! Please let me know if you have any questions. I'd be interested to knowwhat impact this has onthe two of you over the next few weeks.

Love,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Hi all,

Some of these back requests have gotten a little stale. I searched the profiles of everyone that had a pending request, and I will be deleting the requests of everyone without EC activity in 2012: Tempie, Karina Holten, Alicia, Rose/Angela Lee, Leslie Porter, Courtney, and Jami. If any of the deleted requests are still interested, please make a new post!

Thanks for your patience all,

Amaya

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Great! Thanks for the feedback, Ginger!

Brittney
@brittney
5 years ago
18 posts

Amaya,

If/when you have time...Iwould lovea retrieval or any information that you could give me. I would be so appreciative and blessed.

I hope all is well with the business and I look forward to hearing from you! You can Private Message it if that works for you or post it here. I'm unbiased about it. =))

Love, Light and Ladybugs.

Brittney.

Amaya
@amaya
5 years ago
301 posts

Hi Julie,

It's been a long while since your request, so I hope you're still around. I've been working like crazy all summer, but things have calmed down enough that Ihope todevote some time to doing some readings here and there through the fall. I'm going to skip trying to look at your page - it's probably out of date for what you're going through now anyway -and just jump in and see what comes up. Here's your reading:

Okay, this might be a little weird. I'm just going to type it as I get it and hope that it makes sense later. I am getting you not on Earth. I'm getting a spaceship, surrounded by lots of black space. Quiet black space. It's very quiet. I'm trying to figure out who you are and what your job is aboard this vessel. Okay, I think my problem is that the first thing I'm trying to figure out is what gender you are in this lifetime, and the species that you are doesn't have clearly-defined genders like humans have. Or maybe it's that there are more than two genders? Either way, I am going to skip that part.

Your job aboard this vessel. That one I can probably figure out. Okay, your job is science. You do experiments. Your experiments involve living tissues and certain types of radiation. You are intersted in how cells mutate, the defining characteristics of cellular structures and how they are affected by things like light, heat, and radiation that exists in certain areas of the universe, especially the areas of the universe that they (your species) think that life comes from - stellar nurseries and such. You particularly like a certain type of green plant for your experiments, because the leaves highly morphogenic, meaning that they change clearly and rapidly to adapt to different environments.

Is there anyone else on board the vessel? Your family... There was a mate at one time. I'm not getting a clear sense of the timeframe. It seems like there's no one else on board the vessel at this time, but maybe there was once, or will be again? No, okay, there was once. I'm also getting a child that there was once. What happened to the family? I'm getting that they're gone, but not what caused them to be gone. Okay, I'm pushing against a block and getting some emotional pain.... Pushing through...

Something to do with your mother. Your mate and child were with your mother at her house. There was an explosion of some kind, a malfunction in the city power system. It seems that they had combustible gas lines running under their homes, sort of like we have natural gas piping, but this gas was much more volatile. The city hadn't been maintaining the lines properly, and a crack opened, and boom! They were all gone.

It seems like this species deals with grief and loss differently than humans, or at least that was the societal expectation, that death is just a part of life, and that as with most things in the society, it is viewed dispassionately and somewhat scientifically. You were never quite satisfied with this approach, though, and you retreated to the solitude of space so that you would not have to watch people watching you and your grief.

Okay, I'm fast-forwarding to your death now. I'm not sure how it happens, but somehow you run out of oxygen on your spaceship (yes, apparently this species is human-like enough that it breathes air like ours). You die wondering what will happen to you, if you'll see your loved ones again. Your species had given up myths about what happens after death a long time before, but you needed to believe in something after death. So you stayed, waiting for what would happen after death, not understanding that you were already dead.

I'm trying to get your attention now. I've transformed myself into a little girl of your species. I'm telling you that I've come to take you away from here, that you've died and it's time to go. You're fighting me because you want me to explain the afterlife first. It's hard because your species doesn't really follow the concept of the "soul". But I persist. Ah... Finally you cross over into the light.

Alrighty, that was it. I hope that made some kind of sense to you. Please feel free to pepper me with questions, how ever many you have!

Love,

Amaya

Kimberly Mayer
@kimberly-mayer
4 years ago
20 posts

Hi Amaya,

I know that I am late to this post but I was wondering if you could do a reading for me. I normally wouldn't ask (especially this late into the post!), and I would try to do it myself, but everytime I start to meditate my heart starts to feel pain and i get a panicky feeling in my chest. Whenever you have the time, i would truly appreciate it if you could help me. Thank you

Amaya
@amaya
4 years ago
301 posts

Hi all! A quick update for those still waiting for readings... I'll be available for private readings of all kinds through the Made by Empaths store starting on September 1st. It's always harder to find time to give my energy away TO someone than it is to trade energy WITH someone, so I hope that will be an ideal solution for those wanting readings. An in-depth past-life reading like those found in this threadusually requires about an hour of my time, and I'll be charging my standard in-person hourly rate of $60 for each reading, but then donating $20 of that to the EC. I'll also be including a reasonable amount of follow-up questions at no additional charge. Thank you!

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