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.