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I’ve been putting this off for a while now….


Phoenix drawing.I’ve been putting off writing this blog entry for a while now. Not that there’s anything in it I’ve not posted elsewhere before, but it is one that I feel it’s time to push into the mainstream.

The reason why I hesitate (and even cringe) is because the subject matter is so unusual that it will cause a conflict with people’s perceived reality and believe systems.

Trust me when I say that it certainly did with mine.

So deep breath and here we go.

What if you were told that you were a mythical being?

What if you had the same message in your thoughts for most of your life?

Moment after moment? Hour after hour? Day after day? Year after year? Decade after decade?

No matter what you do, no matter what you try and no matter how much you protest, that message never stops… ever!

And over those decades, amazing things happen and people come in and out of your life to validate that what you are hearing is not just in your mind, but a very real thing.

Well, this is my life in a nutshell.

This has been going on since 1988.

I’ve spoken a lot about various incidences in my life: Those strange stories that defy rational explanation. I’ve discussed my guides and done plenty of channellings when I’m stuck for ideas or answers to topics I want to write about.

And in a way, I’m comfortable putting those out there, because to me, they make sense and others seem to get something from it.

I’ve also discussed how my guides keep on telling me messages over and over until I get what they mean and I  do get a lot of repeating messages which come and g over the years.

But there is one that doesn’t stop no matter what.

The message is: You are The Phoenix.

It doesn’t end there either. My guides keep on referring to me as Phoenix. On the rare occasion they’ll call me by my name, but generally, it’s Phoenix.

There was a period of time where events lead me to completely shunned anything phoenix, but it didn’t help. In fact, everything became stronger, and no matter what I did, I would see the word Phoenix in almost everything I did or would hear it mentioned somewhere.

What was more, people around me, once they started associated with me, said they saw the same thing, too.

You could argue that’s confirmation bias, but that doesn’t account for everything that happened, especially the two years where I was extremely anti-phoenix.

Most people have heard of what a phoenix is nowadays, but for those who do not know, a phoenix is a mythical bird that was said to live for many  years, and then build a pyre and consume itself flames, only to rise again more powerful and beautiful than before.

It was primarily associated with Ancient Egypt, though it was been noted in many other cultures under different names. The death and rebirth part appears to be the more endearing part of this myth: The rising from the ashes, in spite of all the odds.

And for a while, I wondered if that is what my guides were trying to tell me: That I had risen from the ashes.

But no, that wasn’t it at all. In fact, they were being quite literal.

Now, last time I looked, I looked like a human. Not a bird. (Though, as I recently blogged, I never really felt all that human.)  However, my guides assure me that what they are talking about is a representation of energy.

When I finally started to look into what was going on, a story began to unravel that surpassed anything my imagination could conjure up and over the course of the years, what I ended up with was an amazing, yet cohesive sequence of events that made the statement ‘You are the Phoenix’ look like common sense because it only got stranger from there.

Around 2011, I tried to write a brief summary of what happened and the people involved. It just didn’t work on the levels I was looking for. So I decided it was time to write a cohesive history of what happened and everything that led up to it happening.  It’s taken me around 2 years to finish it. It was made especially hard because new information was (and still is) coming in all the time, putting new perspectives on things.

The book is called I Am The Phoenix.

It is for sale for USD3.99 in Kindle format from Amazon and is written in the same style as The Empath Guidebook. (My free e-book.)

It’s also available on amazon.com http://www.amazon.com/am-phoenix-Mr-Gary-Leigh/dp/1494378566

My intention is to provide a reasonable sample of this book on this blog, so people can get a taste for it, and decide if they want to hear the rest of the story, which, even if I do say so myself, is incredible.

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Past lives: Why we remember and why we don’t.


past lives clockIn my last entry, I asked the question: If past lives are not important, why do we remember them?

When I’m unsure of the answer, I’ll sometimes ask my guides to channel one. As usual, their response is in italics.

This dialogue also ended up being more personal than I thought it would, so if that kind of stuff does not interest you, feel free to skip it.

So, my question to you is: If past lives are not important, then why do we remember? In fact, why did you go out of the way to help me remember?

It very much depends on what your soul agenda is. Are you here to experience yourself in the presence of what is not you? If so, then it generally is not required that you remember who you are. You will experience this without knowing or remembering anything about your past or future existence. (Which is all happening now.)

So, what you’re saying is that if we want to just experience who we are, we need to forget everything so we can do this?

Yes. That is the basis of most people’s experience here. It doesn’t matter what they did or what they were before, they can choose to forget everything they ever knew and have a life that seems completely independent of everything they ever experienced. Of course, they will not remember this, so they will assume they have only one life.

Is this a good way to do such a thing? The answer is: depends. There is no right or wrong way, just what suits your purposes and soul agenda.

And some people have no other agenda than to live a life without any recall of their other ones.

You, on the other hand, are not here to just experience who you are. You have a very clear and defined agenda. In your case, it is quite important that you remember who you are, and why you are here.

I guess so. I’ve certainly got a few comments that me defining who I am, and who others are is not a good idea.

If it wasn’t what you needed to do, you simply wouldn’t be doing it. As I said, you have a very clear agenda in mind. You have a very lofty goal and you would have great difficulty achieving it without those memories. Do you think anything you’ve managed to do in the past 20 years would have been achieved if you had no clue as to how it all fitted together?

It’s possible. Things seemed to happen regardless of what I wanted. Especially back then.

Then you reached a point where you could proceed no further until you began to understand exactly who you were. You were even told this at the time (though you rejected it out of hand).

Okay, so whether it’s important for us to remember past lives depends on what we are here to do then?

Yes. As we said, you have very specific goals and agendas. You also have stated that you do not wish to return so you need to get it right ‘now’ and not stumble about blindly.

So… what exactly am I hear to do that is so important?

Your main agenda is to help people remember who they are. Give their power back to them and have them understand that they have the ability to create the life they desire. Too many feel they have no control and have to live with the hands they feel they are dealt with. Little do they realize that they choose those very hands they believe to be random.

How does me knowing who I am help here? Surely I can just read this stuff in books and pass on it on to others.

You can’t read in books what you have remembered. You can’t find that information online. It simply doesn’t exist at this point of time. No, you can only impart it once you remember it. And on that subject, when are you going to start doing so?

I thought I was already doing that. Isn’t that what this blog and my websites are all about?

In part. That is general information. The knowledge you can pass on can help explain why this world is in such a mess. It can explain why things happened the way they did. It can help people understand some of the history and what can be done to create a higher version of this life.

But you hold back on doing this. Why?

Maybe because the information is so out there, I would doubt it would be believed in any way shape or form.

So, you’re deciding for others if they are going to believe it not? Fear is never a good enough reason not to do something. Yes, your information might appear to be ‘out there’ but think about this. People, who are meant to find it, will find it. They can only find it if you’re ready to put it there.

Empath information is wonderful, but you have other things you can share. It’s time that people understood that they are not the only ones experiencing the things that you do. You can give them this gift. Don’t worry about how it will look. People will make their own decisions regardless of what you write. Some will accept it. Some will reject it. That’s not for you to decide. That is their own life-path. Your job is to make the information available. What people choose to do with it is then up to them.

Okay, well, I think I’ve gotten somewhat off the topic here.

No, the topic is why remember past lives? In order for you to do what you must do, you need to remember. It’s that simple.

So, to sum it up, it depends on the individual and what they wish to achieve?

Exactly. Hence, do not tell another what they should or should not try, especially if it feels right for them. You have to right to do what you need to do and they have the right to ignore you.

That sounds like an open invitation for chaos.

All actions have consequences. Always be mindful of that. If your actions do not reflect who you are, and where you going, then you are best not doing them. If you wish for chaos, act chaotically, but remember, you will end up in a world that reflects that. If you wish for peace, then act peacefully, and you will end up in the world that reflects that.

Choose wisely. 

Past lives: If they are not important, then why do I remember them?


past livesWhen it comes down to it, I’ve had a really interesting life. Even during my earlier years, things were rarely dull. (Though they were certainly painful emotionally.)

And by really interesting, I mean it’s been an adventure of discovery and experiences that have surpassed my wildest dreams.

Along the way, I’ve met and interacted with some incredible people, some of who I still connect to today.

People who not only validated my experienced independently, but also validated who I am.

Interestingly enough, some people, while acknowledging who I am, seem to think that’s not important. They feel that what is important is who we are being now.

And that’s very true.

We’ve all had past lives. We’ve all had future lives. (That sentence is intentional… not a grammatical mistake.)

Is knowing who you were all that important?

My esoteric studies, knowledge and understanding tells me that no, it’s not. No it shouldn’t be. We are all just playing our part and ultimately, we’re just one with everything that exists. My understanding is that we shouldn’t get bogged down with past lives and what we did in them. The only thing that matters is now, and who we are being right now.

And yet, oddly enough, my experience tells me that it’s not that cut and dried.

My guides went to a lot… a lot of trouble to remind me of who I was. They clubbed me over the head with it for decades. They threw in synch after synch (that is, meaningful coincidences better known as synchronicity) until I could no longer deny the truth of my experiences.

I have to, then, ask myself, if it’s not important to remember who you were, then why go to all the trouble to awaken me?

But it doesn’t stop there. It appears to be a continuum of a journey. Just remembering one life isn’t enough it would seem. There are other lives and my guides are hell bent on me putting the pieces together and also recalling the, too.

But it doesn’t even stop there. I not only start remembering who I was, but I also remember who others were. I remember their personalities, our interactions and if we got along or not.

It’s a very weird sensation to somehow recall things that never happened in your lifetime. Those kind of memories, as I’ve said in other entries are like impressions rather than actual recall, and more importantly, they feel right.

And they are impossible to prove. I don’t blame any sceptic for dismissing such things as fantasies or delusions.

Still, let’s assume that it is true, for the sake of this exercise. Let’s assume that we can remember who we were.

Still, the question remains, if it’s not important to know who we are because it doesn’t matter, then why are so many of us reminded by our guides and other experiences in our lives?

And for that, I’m going to ask my guides if they can assist here which I will explore in the next entry.

Past lives: – Wrong information or a poet and I didn’t know it?


Khalil Gibran (April 1913)

When people ask me for a past life reading, I hesitate because they should come to their own realizations in their own time, and if I tell them they were so and so, how will they know it wasn’t me who put the idea into their head, and not something they would have arrived at in their own way and time?

Such information should be given with caution because past life readings can go wrong.

You wouldn’t think that’s possible, but believe me, they can.

If you get wrong information, or even partial information, it can literally send you into a tail spin.

On the other hand, when you hit upon a truth, it can feel like you’ve been hit by a truck.

It’s exciting, but sometimes you may find that who you were in a past life might not be to your liking, especially if you consider them to be someone negative, according to your current belief system.

I’ve known people who had great difficulty initially coping with such knowledge. It took them a while to come to terms with the memories.

The main reason was that, even though who they were had been recorded in history as a so called evil person, the true story was actually very different. Eventually, other memories started to surface, and that helped.

It’s worth remembering that no one does something that they consider ‘wrong’ considering their model of the world.

Sure, it may be evil to us, but to them, we might be the evil ones. Everything is all relative.

Still, that’s when the information feels right.

When it doesn’t, then you can really be thrown for a loop.

I mention, from time to time, I saw a psychic healer back in 1995. At one point, I asked who I was. Back in those days, the question: Who are you would always be asked by that voiceless voice that I came to know as my guides.

One session, my healer took me into a visualization that she was able to tap into a share. (She was certainly psychic enough to do that, it seemed.)

She saw a man who was writing poetry and she was getting the strong message that I was this person in a past life. The name was Khalil Gibran, a name that, at the time, meant nothing at all to me.

She tested this up several times with her pendulum, and each time it appeared to confirm this.

Now, you might think that being told you were a famous poet would be pretty exciting, but what actually happened was that I was thrown into a panicky spin.

In short, I came as close to freaking out as I never did, and considering this is something I don’t do, it’s saying something.

There was something about this information, and about the belief that I might have been this person, that made me frustrated, angry and very, very annoyed.

I don’t know if it was because I didn’t sense it was true, or if I did indeed have some connection there, but it was a horrible few weeks as I struggled to comprehend and come to terms with it.

Even today, I sense a turmoil here, and don’t wish to give it any energy or thought.

In hindsight, it wasn’t a good idea to be told I was Gibran. It didn’t add anything to my life. It didn’t bring any peace of understanding. Just the opposite.

I contrast this to my other revelations of who I was in my past lives, and I am at peace with that. They explain so much and I can feel the resonance.

However, those were not given to me by others, they were revealed to me over the course of many years and many events.

Knowing who I am came naturally (though the process was certainly danger filled and traumatic at times.)

It’s not a good idea to try and seek out who you were unless you have a strong pull to do so. Even then, it’s wise to let things unfold as they should. Do not try and force it. You may open that can or worms that you will find hard to put back

Past lives – Remembering them or more dramas than a soapie.


There are various methods of remembering such things, including meditation and past life regression.

I believe that when you go about it in that manner, you not only risk awakening traumatic memories, but you may not remember them correctly.

This may occur because what you remember may not be the full story, or even the entire memory of those events.

When things are remembered out of context, everything takes on a completely different meaning.

As mentioned, you can also awakened past resentments and dramas, though this may occur regardless.

If you’ve ever met someone you’ve instantly disliked, it may be due to some past life conflict. The same goes for those you feel an instant connection to. They may have been family, friend or lovers in a past life.

There is also a school of thought that suggests that because you knew someone in a past life; it means you must connect them with them in this one.

This is akin to saying that you knew Mr. Blogs from accounting in another part of your work place, so you should connect with him outside of the office.

Realistically, that’s not how it works, of course.

There is a reason why we don’t remember our past lives before we are ready. We are meant to live this life, unhampered by the baggage of the past.

Each life is a fresh, new start, and we are meant to forget everything we ever knew.

Free will dictates that we can choose to remember if we wish, though generally, in our greater wisdom when we are spirit deciding on what life we will be born to, we know it’s not a wise choice.

Watching my own soul family squabble over past grievances feels like watching your kids having an argument. I end up just shaking my head most of the time, knowing there isn’t anything I can do, as the past is the past, and it’s who and what we are being now that really matters.

When you are ready, those past life memories will return, normally spontaneously. Sometimes someone will help you to remember, or jog the memory, though beware… it is extremely easy to be subject to suggestions and remember something that did not actually occur.

As always, go on your feelings. If they don’t feel right, then something isn’t right. This goes for when they do feel right.

Past lives – Soul families, friends and nemesis or you don’t need to have children to have children!


I seem to have this weird knack of recognizing if I’ve known someone in a past life or not. I can’t tell you the details, but I can tell you who they were.

Not instantly, mind you.

At first, it will be just a sense that I know this person somehow. An old feeling that may be either comfortable or a sense of antagonism for no apparent reason.

Sometimes it takes a while to remember, but when I do, I do, and what is more, I will often get verification from independent sources that those people harbour the same knowledge and memories.

When I do recognize someone, I will sometimes let them know, and sometimes I’ll just keep the knowledge to myself.

For instance, I long recognized one of my staff, but didn’t say anything about it. One day, about a year after she left, she told me a psychic had told her exactly what I had known.  Validation like that helps me to know it’s not all made up and in my mind.

Whether or not I tell the person, depends on if I feel it’s a wise idea or not.  Many times I’ve found that it’s not. Later I, in many cases, I find out that they already know.

It’s hard to describe how I know this information. It’s not like I suddenly have memories flooding into my mind, it’s more a psychic sense. It’s a knowing and the sense of truth.  It’s a feeling coupled with impressions which has no discernible source.  And I’ll just ‘know’.  There will be no question in my mind about it.

When I do pass this information on, it can make puzzle pieces fall into place for those receiving that information.

Now, I am not a past life reader. I don’t do regressions, and I certainly do not seek this information out, but occasionally, something will either jog my memory, or my guides will flat out tell me who someone is.

A couple of decades ago, I used to be interested in my own past lives. I felt I had them, and I even did some past live regressions, back in the 90s but found they really weren’t useful or relevant.

Iin the end, I didn’t need to. I started to remember them when the time was right. When that happened,  the stories and events that came to me were too unbelievable to accept and while I documented them at time, it would be many years before I found others who held the same memories. Those people were of my soul family.

Some are what I would consider family, even though there are no blood ties in this life.

They recognize and acknowledge me, and visa-versa. Also, oddly enough, I find that my memories of how they were back then seem to back up who they are being now. It appears that there is a permanent personality at work here.

Interestingly enough, many of the dramas that were present back in those past lives are still present today, including sibling rivalry, jealousy, resentment, and a lot of anger.

I don’t believe it’s any coincidence that we have found each other, nor is it any coincidence that those who also represented a bane in my past lives have found me as well. (And who have caused me no end of trouble in this lifetime, either in the physical or the astral.)

There’s an entire book that this could cover, but this point of this entry is more a warning about remembering past lives rather than who my soul family is.

I believe that when the time is right, you will remember who you are. It is also unwise to force this information as you will most likely awaken traumatic memories and reopen past wounds.

Many people can barely cope with the memories of their current life, let alone the things they did and experienced in their previous ones.

Past lives – I want to know who I was or is that really a good idea?


download“I used to believe in reincarnation, but that was in my last life. “ – Author Unknown.

Past lives tend to be somewhat controversial. They are hard to prove and just as hard to disprove.

Many faiths accept that they are real and really, if they weren’t, it wouldn’t make a lick of sense no matter which way you cut it.

This isn’t a debate about if reincarnation is real or not. For the purpose of this exercise, let’s assume they are (and there is plenty of evidence out there to support this.)

This is about remembering those lives.

For those who believe in past lives, there is a fascination about them.  They want to know who they were and what they did, and if they were a figure of historical significance.

Some may choose to go to a past life reader or do a hypnotic regression.

They want to know when they were born, where they lived and if they were someone famous.

Interestingly enough, a lot of people seem to discover that they were. While it’s possible that one soul may have many aspect to it (that is, one soul can send down many avatars if itself as incarnations), it’s also unlikely that they were just a few dozen people from our history.

Still, there are ways of finding out, past life regression being the most common.

Now, as tempting as it is to know who you were, and as fun as it may sound: My advice on doing so is: Don’t!

There’s a reason we don’t remember our past lives.

I have come across quite a few people who claim to remember who they were in past lives and some of them have had difficulty with the knowledge and information they recalled.

It is interesting to note that their memories appear to synchronize with the memories of others, which could mean that they are either feeding of each other’s ideas or what they remember may have really happened.

Shared memories are very intriguing, especially when they happen to be specific events about something you would not consider normally.

If they have arrived at the same memories independently, it lends credence that it the events may have well happened.

Very often, though, such things can become a burden especially when the memories are traumatic.

I’ve known a few people who have been overwhelmed with guilt due to the things they remember doing.

Next: Shared memories.