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"... A bunch of my coworkers decided to go together for a free concert, some fair food and to see a local palm reader who usually sets up a booth..." |
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"He finally gave in... I guess I somehow made it clear that something terrible was going to happen. We all headed out and were on our way home when the earthquake hit." |
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"That Christmas we became friends with a woman who was developing her skill as a medium and energy worker." |
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"I loved to sing since I was a kid and people always said that I could make it in the music industry." |
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"The next morning my mom came up the stairs to tell us that Henry had died the night before. " |
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"Anyway, I saw a rock that looked really interesting and picked it up. It was so weird! " |
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KittyKat68 from Ireland wrote:
My husband and I had been fighting forever about money, about kids, about everything. He blew up at me and took off, leaving me on my own again with nothing. I didn’t know when or if he would come back and if he did what kind of mood he would be in. I was really afraid of him this time.
I put the kids to bed and locked up the house, leaving a little booby trap at the doors so I’d have some warning if he came home in the middle of the night. I tossed and turned trying to figure out what I was doing in this crazy situation and how I could get out of it.
It took awhile but I finally managed to go to sleep. I started dreaming almost right away and saw myself walking down a path surrounded by huge clear crystals. Inside the crystals I could see pictures and there were other people looking at the pictures in other crystals. I walked up to one big crystal and touched it. Suddenly I saw myself back in Egyptian times. I was a slave and one of the guards was my lover. He was mean to me but I still had it better than a lot of other slave girls. I realized that he was my husband in this life and that we’ve been repeating this abusive cycle for lifetimes.
I got really mad and when I woke up decided that this was it! My kids weren’t going to grow up in an abusive house just because I’d allowed myself to be made a slave in past lives. Right then I got up, threw some things into bags for all of us and took off. I haven’t gone back to visit the crystal palace again, but that one visit was enough to make some changes that opened up a whole new world for me and my kids.