Visitation
She had gone through a regression to a life as an architect, living in one of her own buildings, so literally living within the walls of her own imagination. A male in that life, it had ended peacefully with much progress made towards understanding and embracing creativity in life. But it was the Between Time that had the most impact on her. As she was moving through the light and color, she heard someone calling her name—“Mom, Mom.” Then she saw her son, his body fully restored and able to run to her....
Read MoreI Had a Happy Childhood. Why Do I Feel This Way?
I have a client who tells me that she had a really boring, loving and normal childhood. Her family all supported her growing up. There was no abuse. They all had enough to meet their needs and not so much as to be bothered with issues of worthiness or entitlement. So why, she wondered, did she struggle? There is more drama in past life memories of being burned at the stake and having that explain a shyness to expose talents, particularly related to using intuitive gifts. Those are the stories that really get our...
Read MoreTime at the A.R.E in Virginia Beach
I am home now from nine days in Virginia Beach, VA. The feeling is more like landing back on earth, than of landing back in Minnesota. The energy of love and acceptance began from the first reconnection with friends met last fall at John Amoroso’s Integrated Imagery Certification training, to reconnecting with members of my soul group at Dr. Allan Chips’ hypnotherapy certification training. The first day of Dr. Chips’ conference, we all found our spots—four to a table. I sat at a table with Kali, Nan and...
Read MoreWhat would I do if I were fearless….?
In past life regressions one finds a variety of lives including hard lives with persecution themes and vacation lives filled with ease and contentment. One of my favorite lives was that of the Englishman who went to India. The arrogance I felt stunned me. And thrilled me, too. It simply never occurred to this man that he wasn’t entitled to go anywhere or do anything he pleased. In one part of that regression, he explored the streets of a city in India and came across some type of mosque or temple. With no...
Read MoreMeeting Old Friends for the First Time
Bring it up at a cocktail party and see who doesn’t get that bright look in their eye and say, “I’ve met friends for the first time and it seemed like I’ve had known them my whole life.” When I think of the important friendships I’ve been blessed with, it has almost always been the case that there was something so familiar about them. We still needed to catch up. But in a heart to heart way, our friendship felt long. I met Linda at a writing group meeting. On my drive there, I had this sudden knowledge...
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