Scenes from a Past Life

This morning during meditation I wanted to practice my clairvoyance. So I asked my spirit guides to show me pictures. I sat quietly as images drifted in front of my vision: angel wings. a bird skull. faces of people. a cat. The longer I sat, the more things moved from vague, dark outlines of things to full color. After sitting like that for a bit, I asked my guides to show me scenes from a past life. Specifically I asked to see scenes from my life as a Druid, as I was told that was one of my past lives by a medium I recently met. 

What I saw was from a first-person perspective. I was shown the inside of a circular dwelling. The walls were crisscrossed with timber. In front of me was a flat mortar sitting on top of a rock. It had pine needles and berries in it. In the center of the room was a fire ring. I looked up and saw a hole in the middle of the ceiling for the smoke to escape. On one side was an arched doorway. The opening of the doorway was covered with animal hides. I was given the sense that the concoction in the mortar was going to be ground into a paste, which would then be applied to my face in preparation for a ceremony of some sort. 

    I found this quite intriguing. I searched for ancient Celtic dwellings and this was the summarized description: 

'Ancient Celtic dwellings, especially in Britain and Ireland, were predominantly circular roundhouses, built with timber frames, wattle-and-daub walls (woven saplings plastered with mud, clay, and straw/dung), and conical thatched roofs, featuring a central hearth for heating and cooking.'

Y'all. I know precisely zero about ancient Celtic culture. I had no idea this was the form of dwellings at the time. Once again I am blown away by the validation of what I'm being shown as a medium. 

A modern recreation of a Celtic roundhouse

The inside of a roundhouse. from Mark Fisher

The "Color" of Energy

Ok, bear with me for a moment. We all know that the electromagnetic spectrum comes in orders of magnitude of wavelengths (hello scientist in me coming out - good to see you old friend!). And we also have all grown up with the familiarity of ROYGBIV: the acronym for the colors of the visible light spectrum. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet for those whom might be unfamiliar. We've seen it in action whenever we are fortunate enough to spy a rainbow after a rainstorm or scattered in the spray of a hose. So let's add to that the familiar (at least in the US) color palate of the GenX youth: The Crayola 64 pack. These were our exposures to color early on in our lives before we grew into boring adults with muted pastels and washed out grays. For those of us with clairvoyance, energies have colors too!

    Before I started this journey, I knew I was sensitive to energies. I've had experiences throughout my life that defied explanation. From intuitively "knowing" about haunted places to having out of body experiences and witnessing a spiritual attachment, there have always been things that I saw and felt that were 'true' even if I couldn't explain them. Since I started this journey and have been studiously working to understand my role in the greater cosmic play, I have been working with energies. One of the books I picked up early in my discovery was "Basic Psychic Development" by John Friedlander and Gloria Hemsher. In it, the book describes working with your chakras and how to clear energies that aren't yours. 

    I have always been a person who works well in 3D visualizations. There's a reason I became a structural geologist. The 3D rendering of rock structures always came easily to me. An (completely misogynistic) early mentor in my college years told me I had "the GRE Scores of a man: high in logic, high in math, and low on verbal." (Don't get me started). Because of this ability of mine, the task of visualizing the exercises in this book took very little of my brain power. I was able to focus my thoughts on the energies that were mine and those that weren't. I could visualize siphoning off energies that didn't belong to me to return them to the Earth, that would then return them to those to whom they belonged if warranted. As others' energies were siphoned off of me, they came out in a myriad of colors. 

The most common energy colors that I perceive coming off of me are yellow, blue, and green. This isn't surprising. Most people who work in this realm recognize that these colors are associated with the solar plexus, throat, and heart chakras. They have to do with free will, voice, and the heart. Interestingly enough, the "roses" I visualize are often in these colors as well. Occasionally I'll get a red or pink rose indicating the root chakra. But more often than not the color of the rose I'm dealing with is related to where my own energetic blocks are forming. 

 

Hubble image of the Eagle Nebula.
Image Courtesy NASA

    Once in a while I will get colors of energy that stand out, either due to their rarity or their intensity. After I visited a venue that featured like-minded spiritual people, I siphoned off the most vivid colors I had ever seen. It was at that same venue that I encountered a medium who would later question how I was able to perform as a medium as I have. I saw bright, vivid green and the most intense purple that had ever crossed my path. I hypothesize that those of us who are gifted with the ability to see and communicate with the spirit world have more vivid auras than those who don't. 

    After the first occasion of remote viewing into Forest Haven, I siphoned off what I termed a "metric shit-ton" of black energy. Given what I sensed there and have since experienced first hand, I am not all that surprised. White energy makes a rare appearance. I think I've only seen it once in my visualizations.  

    This week, I experienced a new color: Brown. I won't get into what that meant to me and from whom it came, so I'll just leave it at this. When I asked AI to interpret what it meant, it was eerily accurate. The description of the meaning of brown energy is 100% aligned with my lived experience. I hope that remains the one and only time I have to siphon off brown energy. It was a bit triggering for me.

    As I delve deeper and deeper into this spiritual experience, I become increasingly aware of how much I still have to learn. I'm grateful that I was chosen to be on this path. It's incredibly challenging at times, but also really rewarding. I also have an increasing awareness over everything that I have overcome to be here. 

    

Solo crossing assist

Earth-bound spirits stick around for a variety of reasons. Some died a traumatic, violent death. Others have a message they feel needs to be heard. Some are attached to a place and don't want to cross over into the spiritual realm. In some cases, spirits make a pact and stick around for some predetermined amount of time before they cross. For those that need to process their death or have a message that needs to be said, the bonds that hold them here are often quickly broken once that is accomplished.

Savage Mill Factory floor

 Such was the case with John S. I referenced meeting him in this earlier blog post. After he tried to follow me home, I promised I would return with help for him. My plan then was to meet Tom for lunch one day and have him assist John with crossing to the spiritual realm. However before that could happen, I made plans with another friend to meet for coffee. I knew that John would find me in the building again after I made my promise, so I decided to head over early and see if there was something I could do for him on my own. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to help John, especially if he was looking to cross into the spiritual realm. I figured I'd call on my spirit guides to assist if needed.

    It didn't take long for me to find John. He was hanging out down a different hallway than where I had met him prior, but I knew if I just followed my intuition, I'd find him. I learned a bit more about John on this visit. He died in an accident on the factory floor in 1898. He had a wife and three kids - two boys and a girl. His last name started with an S. Evidently the most important piece of information he needed to convey was that the Company that ran the Mill never paid his widow any funds that were due to her as a result of his death. As soon as John conveyed that information to me, a portal opened up about 5 feet from where I was sitting (side note - the energy from a spontaneous portal opening at that distance is intense!). 

Victorian-era boys clothing

I guess it's common for family members or other loved ones to come through the open portal from the other side to assist ghosts with their crossing. Tom says no spirit ever walks through the portal alone. John's children appeared through the portal as they would have to him at the time of his death. The two boys seemed close in age and resembled one another. They wore suspenders and knee length shorts. The little girl looked to be about 4. He met them briefly and they all walked back through the portal together. Compared to the previous two crossings I witnessed, this one happened quickly. A spontaneous appearance of a portal, brief meeting of passed family, a walk through the portal, and the portal shrinking away all happened within a matter of two minutes or less. 

    I'm glad I was able to assist John in his desire to cross into the spirit realm. I have since tried to look up any information about his accident at the mill. As you can imagine, information about the day to day goings on of the mill is scant. At least online. Maybe one of these days I'll see if I can chase down any info through county records or a historical society. 

Validation as a Medium

This week, I gave my first readings for a couple of people. I had done some pre-reading meditation, because one person in particular was interested in their past lives. So I tapped into my spirit guides and asked them to tell me a little bit about this person's history. I received really interesting information, which I feel safe to share here because it's not going to disclose the identity of the persons. What was most interesting to me though was the validation I received during the reading itself. 

    I discussed what I learned about this person's past life, including the fact that I was told that one of their past lives was as part of a Germanic tribe. I was shown images of mounds- whether those mounds were burial or housing was unclear, but they were connected to one of the lives this person previously lived. Right after I told them this, this person said to me "I just visited some of those mounds in Great Britain. I felt very connected/drawn to them." I know this kind of thing happens to mediums that give readings on the regular, but just like all of my other experiences, this was new to me. It was so neat to hear that info I was receiving was registering with the intended recipient. 

    During the reading itself, I asked this person if there was anything they would like to ask their spirit guides. They wanted to know if they were on the right path in life at this moment. So I tapped into my spirit guides and asked them to connect with their counterparts. I was shown the outline of a fishing boat. Now I happen to know this person owns a fishing boat, so I wasn't surprised that I was being shown a boat. A skeptical person could say, "well Brooke, you knew this about this person so that was your own brain making it up." Except...

   

I drew the outline of the boat I was given a vision for, and I showed it to my sitter. They took one look at the boat and said "Yeah, that was a boat that I used to own - down to the trawler net wheel on the back of the boat." I had no way of knowing that this was a boat that this person used to own. I took the vision of the boat coupled with the validation of the info that the answer was yes, they were on the right path.

The other interesting thing that happened in my before-sitting meditation was about another of their past lives. I was shown the image of a Union soldier's hat and a rifle. I was told that one of their past lives was as a young union soldier, who was mortally wounded in a battle at the age of 18. My spirit guides gave me the name "Muskogee." In the moment that had no meaning to me, but I knew not to question it and just write it down. I paused my meditation for a moment to look up "civil war battle Muskogee." And wouldn't you know it? There was a significant battle in the civil war that took place near Muskogee, Oklahoma, called "The Battle of Honey Springs." I resumed my meditation and was scolded by my spirit guides. I was told "you should know better than to doubt us." Lol. I guess at least they have a sense of humor about it. I responded that it wasn't that I doubted the message, but I needed context for it to make sense to me. 

    I realize that as I practice my craft these kinds of things will become mundane to me. But in the mean time, it just astounds me that the info I'm receiving is being validated this way. 

Return to Forest Haven: Pine Cottage

After encountering the dark entities in the Poplar and Holly buildings, the positive vibes we felt in the Pine Cottage were a welcome relief. The Pine building is where the female spirits we encountered on our first trip reside. I was determined to get the name of the spirit I spoke to previously. Turns out her name is Jessica. One of the paranormal investigators that was with us brought some holiday cheer to Jessica and Layla in the Pine building. The picture is of the things that were brought for Jessica. She absolutely loved her gifts, and was particularly drawn to the candle after it was lit. 

    I spent most of my time in this building talking to and interacting with Jessica, while Tom and the other paranormal investigator were interacting with Layla. Something incredibly interesting happened to that penguin while we were there! I'm including a video of the moment we discovered exactly what happened.... 

At some point while our back was turned, Jessica moved the penguin from its original position, and had it face the lit candle! It was so wild to come to that realization. It's one thing to sense the presence of ghosts, but it's a completely different thing to get evidence of their presence! Now I know how some of these investigators feel when their instruments get set off. 

Return to Forest Haven: The Crossing

When we visit Forest Haven, Tom and I get dropped off at the site by our paranormal investigator guide and wait for him to park his car and trek back across the street to meet us. The first time we visited, we said our prayers of protection while we waited on property. This prior visit, we prayed for protection in the car since we knew in advance that there were active dark entities on the property. Just like last time, Tom and I sensed many ghosts hanging about while we waited for our guide to get to us. It wasn't long before one of the ghosts named Muriel came up to Tom and held his arm. She wanted his help. Tom called upon the spirit guides to help this person cross over into the spirit world. 

    As he and Muriel were talking, I sensed a portal open up about 30 yards from us next to a tree. I told Tom this, and he said at the same time he could see Muriel's face light up with a bright white light, and there were twinkling stars in her eyes as they reflected the light coming from the portal. Muriel seemed hesitant at first to walk toward the portal, but she was guided by spirits to walk toward the portal and cross over. While the portal was open, at least a dozen other ghosts made the crossing. I could sense them coming from all over - some at a leisurely walk, some at a sprint (can ghosts sprint? lol). As the portal was getting ready to close, a few last stragglers made the crossing. That was only the second time I have 'witnessed' a portal opening and ghosts leaving the Earth to cross into the spirit realm. It's an incredibly powerful and moving thing to observe.

    Tom is blessed to be able to actually see into the spirit realm. I hope one day I will be able to see such things with my own eyes. But for now, I'm happy to be able to sense these things and 'see' them with my third eye. 

Feeling other people's pain

If you've never read the Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy, I highly recommend it. Terry Pratchett has a way with words like no other. I was reminded today of an element in the book that is just a minor part, but has so much meaning when you think about it. In the book, Trillian finds a 'point of view' gun and uses it to hit the President of the Galaxy with her thoughts. He immediately felt what she was feeling, and was able to understand why she was acting the way she was. I'm struck by how poignant this instrument is. Imagine being able to point and shoot at someone and they immediately understand your feelings on a deep, deep level. How much miscommunication and pain do we as humans go through trying to get someone else to understand us? 

    Today during meditation I learned that being an empath and medium is a lot like having access to a reverse point of view gun. I was asked to do a reading for a friend of a friend. Not really knowing this person, I agreed and asked my spirit guides for some information. Among the pieces of info I received, I was hit with this overwhelming sense of heartache. I know from conversations with my friend that the person I was asked to read for has had their fair share of grief in their life, though I don't really know the circumstances surrounding the cause. The grief I felt was deep and heavy. My spirit guides were showing me exactly how this person feels. I felt a deep ache in my chest, I immediately began to weep. I personally have never experienced grief so deep in my life, but even though I had no reference, I knew exactly what it was I was feeling. 

    As an empath, I have a lot of experience absorbing others' emotions. But that is sort of like wearing a new skin or a new piece of clothing. You can feel it on the outside, but you know it's not yours and you can take it off at any time. I briefly felt this deep when I walked into a large, dark entity in one of my visits to Forest Haven. During today's meditation, I was feeling the grief, pain, and anguish as if it were my own. When I recovered, I asked my spirit guides if there was anything else I should see. I was told that I had enough for today. I think this experience is like training wheels for me since I'm so new at all of this. My guides are showing me my potential, but aren't overwhelming me with too much too fast. 

    I am so grateful that my gifts allow me access to other people's feelings in this way. It gives me a deep awareness of the humanity of us all. Imagine how much better off we would be as a race of beings if we all had the capability of accessing others' emotions and feelings. I'm convinced that so much of what we're experiencing right now as a society can be directly attributed to a lack of empathy.