Was it a Past Life or a Dream?
I have always been fascinated by past lives. Many of you know my wife PJ is a past life regressionist. There are so many unfinished lessons we bring to our current lives. Your guides can show you dreams and past lives. It really doesn’t matter which one as long as you get the lesson.
About a month ago, I was asleep…
I was an old man, baggy suit with a ton of holes, month long scraggly white beard and mustache. I was curled up in the fetal position on the side of a dirt road. I thought it may be in the 1930’s. I couldn’t feel my body as birds were picking at my clothes and skin. An old man approached, I assumed he’d show some compassion and give me some water. His arm swept away the birds as he reached down to take my rectangle wire framed glasses, the last thing of any value I owned and he walked off. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a red ant passing by on the ground. I thought to myself, so this is the world of the ants and I passed away.
Was it just a dream? If so, what was my higher self trying to tell me? If it was a past life, how did I get in that condition if it was me on the ground? Suppose I was the one walking by who took the glasses?
Unconditional love and forgiveness is what we come down to earth to learn. I don’t know it all. I imagine I am in learning stages of kindergarten. So learn what you can in this life, follow the signs your guides give you. Step outside your body from time to time to watch how you are doing.
