For me this is all nonsense. I am 80 years old, very healthy, and sure this is my last incarnation. I also believe I won't really die but go somewhere wonderful. I know some of my past lives. Recently I saw fit to warn a favorite priest about a strong feeling of love he may experience because several of our siblings from the immediate past life are back. It was a tremendously loving family we had. My soul recognized him right away, so I struggled with all the love I felt. Of course he did not want to hear this, but I felt sure I needed to give him a heads up. It wasn't easy. Someday maybe he will thank me for the admonition that "it's only sibling love" so go easy. I perhaps saved him some disquiet. . . . Beyond that, I'm trying for joy and to keep a good thought, to be less critical and to forgive. I have a book to finish writing, but fooey, if I don't, it's okay. A few times I wish I had screamed and wrung someone's neck, but I had no breath. I could not do more. On the other side I'm a ballet dancer. I'll get back to Paris and wear pink silk again, be beautiful and make beauty. Now back to the bright socks I'm knitting for a little boy due in May.
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Pat HardyAug 24, 2023
Better keep writing that book (s)...truthfulness is beautiful!! Hard to find in this "naughty world." We can all relate to wanting to wring a neck, or two. Those people came into our lives to stir our juices in one way or another. I can imagine the priest's consternation. No one ever said such things to him before, or since!! Keep making others smile, Mimi!!
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For me this is all nonsense. I am 80 years old, very healthy, and sure this is my last incarnation. I also believe I won't really die but go somewhere wonderful. I know some of my past lives. Recently I saw fit to warn a favorite priest about a strong feeling of love he may experience because several of our siblings from the immediate past life are back. It was a tremendously loving family we had. My soul recognized him right away, so I struggled with all the love I felt. Of course he did not want to hear this, but I felt sure I needed to give him a heads up. It wasn't easy. Someday maybe he will thank me for the admonition that "it's only sibling love" so go easy. I perhaps saved him some disquiet. . . . Beyond that, I'm trying for joy and to keep a good thought, to be less critical and to forgive. I have a book to finish writing, but fooey, if I don't, it's okay. A few times I wish I had screamed and wrung someone's neck, but I had no breath. I could not do more. On the other side I'm a ballet dancer. I'll get back to Paris and wear pink silk again, be beautiful and make beauty. Now back to the bright socks I'm knitting for a little boy due in May.
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