Other Times, Other Lives
My belief in prior lives is a source of entertainment for some of my friends, and a source of chills-up-the-spine for others. My strong sense is that I have lived at least two other times:
A life in a medieval court, probably as a low-level noblewoman.
And I know I lived during World War II, a Jew rounded up for transport, and that I died suffocated in a boxcar, en route to a camp.
[I've also been told I was once a queen in Egypt. That one I have a hard time swallowing. (Stop grinning. It's not polite.) I had been told about that one when I consulted a channeler. I do believe she found her way to some other plane -- I felt the entities she was channeling -- I just couldn't believe what they were telling me.]
And what's the point? Validation of a sort, I suppose. Within an absolute faith that I have no real concept of what God is doing, and why, I believe life cycles upward.
We choose each of our lives before we enter them, for the lessons we're hopeful of learning. Evolutionary lessons ... and, ideally, we operate on sequentially higher levels as we advance through each of our lives.
Here you have the reason for straightening up and flying right: you can pay now or you can pay later, but you do pay. Not through consignment to hell, but by being held at a particular level of mortality until you get it.
Either learn the lessons you were intended to learn in this life, or look forward to repeating your mistakes and learning from them in the next. Your choice.
Not to say I haven't made mistakes, of free volition, because I wanted to, or couldn't resist, or rationalized it well, or was too weak or tired or angry.
But I do know what the results will be. I fail to learn the lesson, the soul suffers ...
and the lesson will be waiting for me next time.**
Today's Fragrance: L'Artisan's Voleur de Roses "Rose Thief." A sharp rose, nearly astringent. Notes of plum, patchouli and rose energize rather than comfort. I love it for its invigorating strangeness.
*the photo caption is absolutely tongue in cheek.
**Yes, Shirley McLaine has a much-guffawed-about philosophy involving reincarnation. Hey, all roads to eternity must cross at some point.