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civil war past life

Journal: my past life in the Civil War

3:07pm Saturday 10 January 1998

(transcribed from my diary)

I just had an incredible experience at Kathy Fey's. She is my body work professional type person, using Cranio-Sachral balancing, Reiki (sp) and massage to keep my body happy.

I've been doing body work with her for a while and today she focused on my left hip. There's been a bit of nagging almost pain there and to determine what is the deal with it, we did a "dialogue."

I went to my meditation hill in my mind and sat gently there for a bit. Then Kathy invited someone to help guide us with the process. A woman in white walked up and when prompted, invited us to refer to her as Mother.

Kathy asked about the source of the injury and I visioned a stabbing downward from behind with a bayonette during a war. Someone stabbed me back there and I collapsed during the Civil War and I wasn't able to see my family and I felt so sad and cried and cried on her table. I drug my body dragging my left leg and ended up in the woods, falling asleep at night and dying that night.

Kathy asked if I could see who had stabbed me and I saw his face, green hat and brown moustache and it was Forest! in a previous life who had stabbed me. Before I recognized him I forgave him and was really surprised when I saw who it was. I explained to Kathy how I know him this lifetime.

We called to the hill anyone that I wronged during the war and about 7 or 12 men were there. I felt I did not see their faces when I killed them as they were too far away. I suspect I shot them. I asked them all for forgiveness and was forgiven by some but not by all the men.

We let them go about their way and asked Mother if we could release the tension in my hip. She said Yes but not as quickly as I would like. We asked if there was anything else and she said she was so proud of me and my work. I cried and cried again to hear that. Wonderful

Mother had to leave so we thanked her and let her go. We need only ask to have her return.

Wow. I was amazed by the experience. Part of me wants proof but I am currently content to believe it is precisely true.

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