Helping a Soul Cross Over

I had my second mediumship class with Joy today. Today I focused on connecting with souls that Joy could verify herself.  While I was connecting, I would just receive thoughts or sometimes I would see what I would call pictures in my mind.  One of the souls I connected to was a little girl.  I had the feeling this girl haunted Joy when she herself was a child.  Joy verified this and said that yes, as a little girl she was scared to death of the basement and she had imagined snakes under her bed.  I understood that this little ghost girl was bitten by a snake in the basement and consequently died.  I also knew that she liked to hide in Joy's closet.  Joy said she didn't like to leave her hand or foot dangling over the bed for fear "something" would touch her.

The ghost girl used to play with Joy but Joy did not remember this.  I saw a blue ball that they would play with together, but Joy said she didn't remember that either.  I sensed that the ghost girl was very mischievous, she liked to scare or "play" with Joy.  She said she was sorry for scaring Joy.

I could picture Joy's bedroom...a small twin bed on the right, a window straight ahead and a small closet on the left.  Joy said the only inaccuracy was where the closet was...but she said that she used to change bedrooms in the house so that may explain it.  

I paused at this time when I was not getting any information.  And then I asked myself, is this girl stuck on Earth? I wasn't sure so I asked Joy if she thought the ghost girl was stuck.  She was!  So Joy asked if we should help her cross over.  I enthusiastically said yes!  This time Joy did most of the talking and she asked the girl to look around for the light.  The girl said she was scared and she was afraid of the snakes on the other side.  Joy told her that it was safe on the other side, only love and light.  She asked the girl if she wanted her mother to come and get her.  The girl refused saying she was scared of her mother. Apparently, Joy said the little girl's mother used to lock her in the basement so that was not a good choice.  Joy then asked if her grandmother could come get her and she was also scared of her.  So Joy asked her angels to come get her.  And for a few minutes we both sat in silence.  After a while, I felt light (like a weight had been lifted) and I sensed that the little ghost had gone into the light.  Joy verified that she did.

My soul literally soared after this.  I felt wonderful helping this little girl who was stuck in Joy's childhood home for at least 45 years if not longer!  I am also amazed that Joy could communicate with a the same soul I could.

How to Interpret Your Dreams

I have always been a prolific dreamer and I often remember my dreams.  That being said, I forget a lot of details of my dreams if I don't write them down in a journal.  But some dreams do stay with me, especially if I think they're unusual and I think about them a lot after I wake up.

Have you ever looked at a dream interpretation dictionary, looked up your dream and it still didn't make sense to you?  I used to think that dreams were symbolic but I still could not make sense of them. Once I really starting delving into past lives, my dreams started making more sense.  I started to take my dreams more literally and they started to make sense as past life memories or stories.  This is especially helpful if you had a bad or disturbing dream and have no idea what it means.  For example, the last "bad" dream I had was quite disturbing and it woke me up in the middle of the night.  When the dream begins, I suddenly know that I am responsible for killing a young horse.  I see that the horse has been severed completely below the shoulders (gruesome I know but hang in there).  I try to get rid of the young horse by putting it into a pit.  The mother horse approaches the pit, looks into it and recognizes its her baby.  Suddenly she looks up at me with an intent to get me for this.  She starts after me and I run for my life toward a farmhouse, knowing if the horse catches up to me she will kill me (and rightly so I might add).  When I get to the door of the farm house I have to open three successive doors to enter.  I make it inside just in time and I wake up.

As I lay there disturbed about the dream, I asked myself why am I dreaming this.   My only conclusion is this must be a past life dream.  Of course I could go the traditional route and try to understand the symbology of the dream...like the young horse represents something that ended or an idea I rejected, but that seems like too much work.  It's just easier and makes more sense that this is a past life memory.

When you have a dream, ask yourself what is the lesson of the dream?  What am I supposed to learn? Then ask yourself who is in the dream and does it represent someone in your present life?  When I reflected on the dream, I felt that I was running away from a mistake that I made.  I knew within the dream that I did something wrong.  The lesson is that I have to face my mistakes and not run away from them.

As for anyone familiar in the dream I came up with a disturbing answer/thought.  I believe the soul of the young horse is the same soul of my beagle who passed away over two years ago.  Let me tell you a little about him.  His name was Tucker and he was originally my husband's dog.  He was 4 years old when we all met.  Tucker was not an easy dog to live with.  He was a dominant fellow who was barely trained when I met him (sorry hubby but it's true).  Of course here comes a new member of the family (me)  who is also an alpha female.  So of course we clashed.  Although I loved Tucker, it was hard to love him sometimes even though I tried.  When he passed away I was wrecked.  I thought I was prepared because he had been sick for months, but my heart still broke.

Tucker and I, Christmas 2004

In the weeks and months after he passed, I dreamed of him several times.  In the first dream I saw him as a young Tucker running wildly in a grassy field.  I figured that was a good sign that he was happy now.  In another dream he was older and heavier like he was toward the end of his life.  There were older kids picking on him, trying to ride him like a "horsie"  (wow I see how this applies now).  I gently tell the children to get off of him, that he's old and fragile.  Tucker looks up at me gratefully.  I understood this dream as Tucker's message to me that he was grateful that I took care of him in the end.

As I think of Tucker now, I do really miss him but sometimes I feel ashamed that I didn't have more patience with him.  Regardless of how frustrated he made me feel, I still took care of him and he was my constant companion until the end of his days.  And I think through my dreams, I have understood what kind of past we had together and how during each successive lifetime he gave me lessons to learn and I had to rise to meet the challenge of them.

So if you have a dream you can't figure out, ask yourself the following questions:  what is the lesson of the dream?  How does this lesson apply to you today?  Who is familiar in this dream to you?  Because the dream may be more than symbolic, it could actually be a past life memory reminding you of a lesson that you learned or may still need to learn.

Many Lives, Many Masters NYC Conference March 8, 2014

I traveled to New York City last weekend to attend Dr. Brian Weiss's conference on past lives.  The conference title Many Lives, Many Masters is also a title of one his books.  When I attended the Hay House I Can Do It! conference in National Harbor last fall, Dr.  Weiss presented there as well and led a group meditation. During the meditation I remembered quite a few past lives and so I find his method of mediation/hypnosis very effective.  Since then I purchased one of his CDs on meditation which I have had good results with as well.

Dr. Weiss and Oprah

My hometown is New York City and I don't get many chances to visit.  This trip was a special treat for me, since I did it alone (parents with young children know what I am talking about).  Just being on the bus by myself reading, listening to music and writing in a journal without interruptions was just pure pleasure.

As I was on the bus, we traveled down a road I often drive on called Sycolin Creek.  It's a rural road and known for deer.  There are fields of corn and quaint farm houses with sheep and horses along this road.  Because I was on a commuter bus, I was higher up than I usually am in my sedan. Then I had a realization, we often see the world from one viewpoint, like from the car or from the ground.  But there are actually multiple views, from above and from below.  And just because we don't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.  This same concept can be applied to the spirit world.  We have a three dimensional view but that doesn't mean that there are not other views or dimensions.  You just can't see it from where you are standing.  So keep your mind open, and know that what you see is not all that is and it's not the complete picture.  There could be a stream you missed, a deer in the woods or a hill above you that you didn't notice before.

On Saturday morning I checked in to the conference.  As expected, most of the attendees were women. This is no surprise to me and it doesn't make me sad, I just take it as a sign that women are "waking up" faster than men right now.  In addition, for thousands of years women have been suppressed, both physically and emotionally, and literally we are rising up and and breaking free.  These are all good signs.

As Dr.Weiss spoke to a bigger-than-expected turnout of 2,000 people, he shared some statistics about belief in past lives.  He said more than half of the world believes in past lives.  In the US about 25-35% of Americans believe in past lives, so we are actually lagging behind the rest of the world (no surprise there).  I felt these facts were reassuring since I often feel alone in my beliefs.  He said countries like India and Argentina are very excited about past lives. He said it was slowly changing and that more and more people are becoming open to it.  In addition, only half the people at the conference would have a past life memory but they might get a message from spirit instead.

During the day, we did three meditations.  Two were focused on past lives and the final one was focused on healing an ailment.  We also practiced psychometry.  According to Wikipedia, psychometry means spirit measure and is a form of extra-sensory perception characterized by the claimed ability to make relevant associations from an object of unknown history by making physical contact with that object.  In other words, you hold a stranger's object of choice, meditate on it and receive messages about that person.  I was especially excited about trying this out.  

Past Life Memories

During the first meditation, which was 30 minutes, I remembered the following (Dr.Weiss asked us to remember a childhood memory, while in utero and then a past life):

1. I was a little girl of about four years in this lifetime.  I had pigtails and I was swinging in the sunshine at Riverside Park close to where I lived in Manhattan.  I was feeling very happy.  My father was there watching me.  Suddenly I noticed a boy close to my age standing at the top of a slide.  He had dark brown hair in a bowl cut and brown eyes.  Then I jump to a scene where he and I were sitting next to each other on a small patch of grass watching a ladybug.  We were just watching it, fascinated.  I recalled my father standing there watching us and then suddenly the little boy was gone.  I realized that the boy was not in physical form but in spirit and I felt very close to him.  When he left I felt very sad. 

Riverside Park, NYC

2.  While in the womb, I could feel myself floating and feeling very safe and loved.  I could hear my mother speaking in Filipino, and my father's voice as well.  (At this point Dr. Weiss asked us to fast forward to our birth).  I remember as I was being born, I was losing all my past life memories.  I felt cold and a very loving nurse wrapped me in a blanket.  She seemed familiar.  

3.  Here I remembered a life between lives on Earth (this is my first memory of an in-between life).  I was in a large castle-like building and I was a being of light.  I looked like a column of light but I could see an image of a human-like person inside. There were many light beings rushing around, busy.  It reminded me of 5th avenue on a busy day. We were communicating to each other telepathically, saying hello and how are you but not pausing our work.  We were "earth angels" helping humans!  I felt emotional remembering this.  There were so many requests coming through that we didn't have time to stop.  

I forwarded to a later time in that life where I am with my soul group.  A soul group is a group of souls that reincarnate together over and over again.   My husband, daughters and parents were all there.  We were planning our lives for our incarnation in this lifetime.  I saw us gathering together laughing at some of our Earth plans.  Later I saw us getting ready to incarnate in chronological order.  So my parents went first.  I was holding hands with my husband, ready to go.  Then I remembered Archangel Gabriel and I having a conversation alone, just the two of us.  We planned something together for this lifetime.  Something I was going to do and he was going to help me.  I saw an image of a key.  A key to unlocking something?  I am not sure.  

In the afternoon, we did another second 30 minute meditation.  

A male spirit guide named John appears.  He shows me rooms in the Akashic Hall of Records (a place in the spirit world where all knowledge is stored, including each person's soul book).  I remembered the following past lives.

1)  I see an image of me as a male warrior throwing a spear at a woolly mammoth.  I ask John what's the lesson for remembering this life?  I hear that I must appreciate the animals in my life and never take them for granted.  In this past life as a warrior, I did not appreciate how this animal provided food and clothing for me.  

2)  It's 1500 during the Renaissance in Italy.  I am a male artist working under the mentor-ship of the great artists of that time.  I was afraid to speak my truth because often people were persecuted, tortured and killed for voicing their beliefs.  

3)  My friend Peter (name changed for privacy reasons) asked me to remember a past life with him and this is what I remembered.  This is the first time I did a meditation where I intended on remembering a past life with someone.  I wasn't sure it would work but it did.  This life was during Atlantis.  I am wearing shoes that look like Santa's elf shoes and they are made of a shimmery material.  I am also wearing a robe of similar material.  I am female and I am friends with Peter.  He is a like a mad scientist and he is working on experiments that he shouldn't be working on.  I have warned him that he shouldn't go down this path and it was dangerous.  But he refuses to listen.  Fast forward and Peter dies in an accident as a result of his experiments.  I feel sad that he didn't listen to me.  But the lesson in this life is that I can counsel someone but they have the free will to do whatever they want.  So the lesson is to let it go. The lesson for Peter is to avoid extremism and stay balanced.  I die peacefully of old age, outliving everyone that I loved.  

Psychometric Exercise

Dr. Weiss asked us to exchange an object with a stranger.  I exchanged my wedding ring with a woman sitting in front of me.  She gave me a necklace with the initial S on it.  Dr. Weiss asked us to sit quietly for five minutes, open to receiving messages, images, thoughts or feelings while we held the object. At first I kept thinking of Archangel Michael.  So I asked him what's the message?  He told me that the woman I was reading for had to trust her abilities.  She had to work on her self confidence. Because there was an initial S on her necklace, I kept wondering what the name was.  I thought an "Sa"  name like Samantha or Sally.  But then I thought the S was not her name but her child's name.  I also got the impression that this woman was going on a vacation somewhere sunny, perhaps without children. 

When we starting discussing our impression,  the woman, Jane told me that her son's name had an "Sa" in it and yes, she was going to San Francisco by herself soon.  I asked her if she ever prayed to Archangel Michael and she said no, so I encouraged her to seek his help since he has a interest in her. 

She envisioned me living in a two story house surrounded by trees.  This is an accurate description of my house.  She also saw me taking off two rings and putting them in a box on my dresser.  The dresser has a mirror.   She had the impression that there was nothing negative about taking off the rings.  This was correct as well.  I often take off my wedding and engagement rings at night because in the morning my fingers swell up and the rings are tight.  Ironically, I just got those rings re-sized!  She sensed that my bedroom was green (it's got teal bedding).  She also thought about Roanoke, VA.  I had no idea what that was about.  But I have filed this away since I am sure it will come up...

So I would say that was an extremely productive day!  And I met a few people that hope to keep in touch with!

Why Frozen's "Let It Go" Is No Ordinary Song

Every time I listen to the song Let It Go from Disney's movie Frozen I feel emotional.  I would get a lump in my throat or my eyes would tear up.  The singer Idina Menzel does an amazing job of singing the song, but of course it's more than that,  so I started reflecting on it.  If you are not familiar with the song, here are the lyrics:

                                                                        "Let It Go"

The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I’m the Queen.

The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried

Don’t let them in, don’t let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know
Well, now they know

Let it go, let it go
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door

I don’t care
What they’re going to say
Let the storm rage on,
The cold never bothered me anyway

It’s funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can’t get to me at all

It’s time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me
I’m free

Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You’ll never see me cry

Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on

My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I’m never going back,
The past is in the past

Let it go, let it go
And I'll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect girl is gone

Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on,
The cold never bothered me anyway

I think this is a tremendous message for all of us today, particularly girls and women.  This song is talking about dropping the facade and letting your true self come through.  How many girls out there were taught to be quiet, good, obedient and don't ruffle any feathers?  I was that girl too.  

I love that my little girls love this song.  And every time it's played and we sing it, it helps all of us to be true to ourselves and not abide by rules of what we "should" be.  

In the movie, once Elsa (the character who sings the song in the movie) overcomes her fear, she learns to love.  And she realizes love could harness her power.  Once we let it go, we will realize our true power inside.  And I want all the little girls out there to let it go and be free, and be one with wind and sky.  

The Ghost in My Basement

I never really liked to go to the basement by myself, especially at night.  In general, basements and attics give me the creeps.  I have a theory that ghosts (spirits stuck on earth) or souls (spirits that can come and go) like to go to these areas of the house.  Maybe they don't want to be bothered?  Who knows.  That explanation makes more sense for ghosts rather than souls.

Over the years I have discovered that I could feel other spirits' presence.  It's like you know that you are not alone but that other person is invisible!  Sometimes it can make me uncomfortable.  I am OK with knowing they are there but I usually send a silent message not to show themselves.  I think this also explains why I was so afraid of the dark as a child.  I believe I was feeling those spirits and it freaked me out.

I could feel that there was presence in my basement.  But I had no idea who it was.  Recently I figured it out.  But you have to hear the back story first...

Last Christmas my sister came to visit with her family.  She brought her dog with her.  They put his crate in the basement and then asked him to come down the stairs.  He just stood at the top of the stairs and barked and whined. My sister said he usually doesn't act like that.   I thought to myself, uh oh. Maybe he's picking up on the spirit that I was sensing as well? Eventually we coaxed him downstairs and he never fussed again.  But that event stayed with me.

Recently I took a Tarot class with medium/shaman Joy Andreasen.  In our second class, we were discussing dreams.  She said that sometimes you dream about a person because they are actually thinking of you.  Sometimes I dream about random people that I know, and wonder why am I dreaming of them.  Before we met for our last class, I dreamed of Patrick Swayze.  And no, I had not watched any Patrick Swayze movies or heard any music form Dirty Dancing lately.  I dreamed that he and I were in a relationship and we were walking around Los Angeles.  And Patrick was very unhappy.  We went to place to place and after a while, I turned to him and said, "You know why you are unhappy?  Because this place does not fit your values."  When I woke up I thought, why in the world am I dreaming of Patrick Swayze?

So I posed this question to Joy who said she believed I actually had a soul connection with Patrick Swayze in the dream.  Then she asked me if I had dreamed of others who passed.  I said, yes, all the time.  I thought everybody did, but I have since learned that this is not common.  She told me that she believed I had mediumship abilities and that she could help me with this.  How could I turn down an opportunity like that?

That night several things happened to me to remind me why I didn't want to communicate with "ghosts." My husband was out of town so I was already nervous about sleeping alone.  I don't know why I feel this way but he's like my security blanket.  Anyway, I went down to a utility closet in the basement and as I entered I saw a flash of movement behind me and to the left.  Then I paused and thought "child girl."  I thought hmmm I think I will leave the basement now!

As I was getting my daughters ready for bed that night I was taking care of my toddler while my seven year old was in her room.  My seven year old comes to me and says, "Mommy I heard a sound.  It sounded like a child but I know it wasn't my sister."  Now I am freaking out even more...my daughter didn't give me any other details and she couldn't imitate the sound.  I decided to drop the subject so my daughter wouldn't be afraid as well.

Later on the same night, I was journaling and I heard an exhalation.  I stopped writing and knew it was the same spirit I saw earlier and that my daughter heard.  Needless to say I slept with the light on that night!  I also emailed  Joy with my concerns.  She told me I can learn how to turn off the communication at will.

During my first mediumship class with Joy, I connected with three departed souls.  The last soul I connected with was a little blond girl around the age of seven named Mary.  Joy guided me to ask her questions, like how did she die?  When I received an answer, it wasn't like I heard it.  It's more like I "know" the answer with my thoughts or I would see an image and describe the image.  I was not unfamiliar with this because I experienced this "knowing" when I did the past life regression (see second blog post). She communicated that she died in an accidental drowning in Goose Creek in Leesburg, VA.  This location is not far from my house.  So I determined that she must be the spirit that was visiting my house!  I asked out loud and to Joy that I didn't sense her being stuck here.  And Joy felt she was just a spirit that liked to visit.  I also "knew" that she liked to visit and she especially liked my older daughter.  She seem to be attached to me as well.  I suddenly knew that this spirit and I had a past life connection, I was actually her mother in a past life!

A day later I had another realization.  Last fall I had a physic reading with Dennis Jackson over the telephone.  He asked me if I had three children.  I told him I had only two.  He said that there was a third soul waiting to be born to me.  He said it didn't have to happen because we have free will.  I just felt touched there was another soul who wanted to be born as my child.  But I definitely don't want to have anymore children.

I now know that this third child is Mary.  This is the wonderful thing about the spirit world.  It's like putting the puzzle pieces together.  The Divine leaves little clues around until you figure it out.

Proving Reincarnation is Real

I have believed in reincarnation for a long time.  It didn't make sense to me that we would have one life, die and then there was nothing.  Like what's the point of that?  If there is a purpose to all of this, then wouldn't we keep coming back?  Over and over again I kept hearing that Earth was like spiritual boot camp.  So we kept returning and kept learning lessons.  Hopefully we become enlightened enough to stop.  At least that's my hope.  

So last June, I decided to find a regression hypnotherapist.  This is a person trained to hypnotize you so that you have the ability to remember your past lives.  I had already read several books by Dr. Brian Weiss on past life regression. According to his website, Dr. Weiss, a traditional psychotherapist, was "astonished and skeptical when one of his patients began recalling past-life traumas that seemed to hold the key to her recurring nightmares and anxiety attacks. His skepticism was eroded, however, when she began to channel messages from “the space between lives,” which contained remarkable revelations about Dr. Weiss’s family and his dead son. Using past-life therapy, he was able to cure the patient and embark on a new, more meaningful phase of his own career."

I searched the internet and found Dr. Esther Iseman in Reston, VA.  She is a licensed marriage and family therapist, a certified clinical therapist and trained in regression therapy. I thought great!  She sounded perfect.  So I went ahead and made an appointment.  I had to make a two hour appointment. The first hour was devoted to getting to know me and the second hour we did the regression.  She asked me to come with a question that I wanted answered.  My question was, "Why do I have chronic neck and shoulder pain?"  I have had this pain since I was about 11 years old.  I have been going to chiropractors since I was in my early twenties to alleviate this pain, which never really goes away.  Of course there were several car accidents that might explain why I have this back pain but I was curious to know if this was related to a past life.  Dr.  Weiss firmly believes that if we can trace a current issue to a past life that issue can be healed.  Well I think does work for some people, but it is not as simple as it sounds.  

I had my doubts about being able to be hypnotized.  I remember watching one of Oprah's old shows where an entire audience was hypnotized.  I thought, come on really?  How can a whole group of people be hypnotized at once?  I just didn't get it.  That's why I wanted to try it myself.  

The night before my appointment I couldn't sleep.  I was nervous.  What if it didn't work?  I already knew that I was an old soul.  I was hoping that this information would help my back problems.  

So I sat on a small couch and closed my eyes and relaxed.  I was listening to her voice, and trying to focus and concentrate.  She told me that, as she guided me to relax, my body would feel heavy.  But I was totally aware of everything.  I could hear the hum of the air condition through the vent.  She was telling me to imagine numbers flowing into a cloud, and the more the numbers entered the cloud the darker the cloud got.  I was having a hard time with this.  I had a hard time picturing the numbers.  I really did want to do my best so I focused as much as I could.  You know when you close your eyes and you can see yellow and red though your eyelids?  I saw that the whole time.  

I remember Dr. Iseman said, let's go to a life that will answer Tina's question.  She had me walk down stairs and through doors and then she told me, look at your feet.  All of a sudden I could see my feet.  I was wearing beige leather sandals.  She asked me to look down at my body and tell her what I was wearing.  I was wearing a long toga-like dress.  And I could see my hair, it was long and dark and curly.  In my mind, I was in awe.  But I kept my focus because I wanted to know where this led me.  

While hypnotized, I thought I would be able to see like I could in my dreams.  But this was different.  It was less clear, almost out of focus.  But I knew all the answers to her questions! I simply had to think of the question and the answer would pop up!  I saw images, almost like pictures.  Where a dream is more like a video this was more like a slideshow.  But not even like that.  She would ask a question and sometimes I would see the image as an answer.  

She asked me how old I was and I said 20.  She asked me my name and I told her Maria.  I told her I was happy and single and I had a boyfriend--who is my husband in this life (I found this realization amusing even as I said it)!  She asked me when was this life and I said 1200 BC.  Then all of sudden I was in a dark cave.  I felt scared!  The emotions were so real and I was panicking.  I started crying and she told me I wasn't there anymore and that I am safe now.  She told me to rise above the scene and observe what is happening.  I was alone in a dark cave and I saw a large animal, a bear.  I was trapped!  And the bear killed me with several powerful swipes of its paws, including at my neck and right shoulder.  

Someone once said that you can't fake emotions.  And the emotions I felt were real.  And so it proved me that this life was real.  

Dr. Iseman told me to bury this pain so it would not affect me anymore.  Did my back improve after this?  I would say that it did but it did not eliminate the pain totally.  I still have back pain.  And I have identified other past lives that have something to do with this back pain but I won't get into that right now.  That's another blog post :)

For days after the regression I felt so sad and tired.  I felt sad for Maria in that cave and the absolute terror that she felt.  I couldn't shake the sadness for days.  I felt like I was mourning for her.  Eventually these feelings went away.  

Although I have proved to myself that past lives are real, I don't think I will ever be regressed again.  The emotions were so overwhelming.  There are other ways to remember your past lives via meditations or psychic readings.  I have chosen to remember in other ways now.  So far I have chronicled 39 past lives.  This Saturday I will be going to an all day conference led by Dr. Brian Weiss in New York City.  I am sure I will remember many more lives to add to my list.  

Hello welcome to the Healing Light blog!

Welcome to my blog.  I have been struggling for a long time trying to decide whether to start a blog or not.  You see, the topics I will be discussing will be unconventional spiritual topics.  A lot of people are discussing these type of topics on the Internet but there is a big difference between someone else doing it and me doing it.

Anyway I feel the push to do it.  My soul group is the Artisan group and what we specialize in art and communication (if you would like to read more about your soul group, read the book Welcome to the Fifth Dimension: The Quintessence of Being, the Ascended Masters' Ultimate Secret by Bianca Gaia). So blogging is a form of communication.  So far I have only told my close friends and family about my spiritual beliefs...and even some of them have a hard time listening :)  That's OK.  This blog is going to push you to think in a whole new way.  What I will discuss on this blog might shock you, it might make you mad or it might make you happy.  You will probably react with all kinds of emotions.  Believe me I have been through them all myself.  But the key for me, and others like me (ie lightworkers) is that we have to spread the word.  If we communicate, others will start thinking about these topics too or maybe researching it for themselves.  It will spark action in others and it will spread like wildfire throughout the world.

So what exactly am I going to be discussing here?  The topics that I love: reincarnation, angels, the law of attraction, synchronicity, karma, ascension into the 5th dimension, ancient civilizations and their technology, right brain technology, feminine power, energy exchange etc.  I actually have so much to say that I am unsure how to start!  Everyday I realize things and learn.  And I will share it all with you on this blog.

So I will start by telling you about me.  I grew up in Manhattan with an American father and a Filipino mother.  My father was an atheist and my mother was Catholic.  Both my sister and I spend some years in Catholic school.  The God that I learned about growing up was vengeful and apparently punished those that sinned.  By the time I turned 14, I rejected this whole idea of God.  In fact I rejected the Catholic religion and every other religion.  I realized that if God was going to punish me or my parents for something that I did, then I didn't want to believe in that God.  So I just stopped believing in God altogether.

My dad and I a few months before his death. 

Four years later my father passed away from a heart attack.  I was devastated.  His death was a shock to my entire family, especially me.  I was daddy's girl and I was lost without him.  I couldn't accept that he was gone.  I thought I was having a bad dream.  The worst dream I have ever had.  I had been away at boarding school when he got sick.  By the time I came home, he was already gone.  When I went back mt parents' apartment, I felt his energy so strongly.  It was amazing.  It was like he was still there. I could feel him there.  I was touching all his things, his clothes, the pan that remained on the kitchen stove.  I imagined him sitting on the couch.  I knew he was still with me.  And from that moment on I had to believe in an afterlife because I felt him.  And I had to believe in God because there was an afterlife.

Now I am all grown up and I have a family of my own.  I still have pangs for my daddy.  It still brings tears to my eyes when I think about how much I miss him.  But his death allowed God back in my life. What a gift that was!  It took me 40 years to get to that realization.

Last year I met with a psychic Steven Gelt for the first time.  I had never met with anyone like that.  I was worried he might be fake.  I was afraid I wouldn't be able to tell the difference between an authentic psychic and a fake one.  A good friend of mine recommended me to him and I trusted her.  I was hoping beyond hope I was going to finally talk to my dad.  My heart fell when Steven told me he didn't like to give messages from passed relatives.  Anyway, the subject came up.  And I was lucky because he allowed my father to come through.  I was so incredibly happy!!!  Steven was correct 99% of the time.  It was amazing.  So this experience was the door that opened all the other doors.

It is amazing what has happened to me since then.  It's been quite an adventure actually.  And that's what I am going to share with you in this blog.  Everything that I have learned since then.  And I hope you join me this journey of discovery :)

A note about comments.  Right now my comments are open.  However, I ask you stay positive when commenting.  If you doubt something or disagree with something, say so.  But I encourage you to ask questions, lots of questions.  I may not have all the answers, but I will try to answer.  And certainly share your stories.  Maybe something I write about resonates with you.  Please share your experience!