Peeking in Closer to Home: Life in a Convict Settlement

I had this experience about a year ago, but I've thought of it often since.

I find myself mounted on a horse, giving advice to a group of fifteen to twenty convicts and colonists.  I’m telling the colonists how to keep the convicts in line (most convicts actually worked as servants, labourers and field hands, and were not kept in prisons), but the speech is also directed at the convicts.   I remember saying, “The only alternative is a Godless, criminal life outside the bounds of society, and I would not advise it”. 

On waking I was actually whispering the words, “I would not advise it”, although during the experience, I was saying them with great vehemence.  As I speak, I’m picturing the barren deserts of this vast continent, though I feel I’m in Port Macquarie.  Port Macquarie was a brutal convict settlement; often convicts were sent here because they were critical of the government.  Many of them were educated and literate. 

Here is St Thomas' Anglican church, Port Macquarie.  It was "...built by convict labour, under military supervision"  and still stands today (Port Macquarie-Hastings Council  May 2007).  The painting is by English artist Joseph Backler and dates from 1832-42 (Wikipedia May 2013).

In this life, I have radical political views.  In my life in convict Port Macquarie, I was extremely conservative and regimented.  I believed convicts deserved their fate and gave no consideration to the factors which drive people to crime, such as poverty and justifiable discontent with political regimes.  In other words, I was a harsh and cruel man, but I also understand I was very much a product of the social mores of the Victorian era.

On the other hand, this man (I’ve come to know him as “the Sergeant”) had a lot of good qualities: he had a strong work ethic, was extremely disciplined; had great physical energy, a zest for life and a love for the natural world - qualities I would love to nurture in myself.

Seth tells us that the knowledge and energy of our reincarnational selves (or aspects) is available to us at all times (you can read about this here: Seth on simultaneous incarnation but you will have to request membership as it's a closed group).  This may seem a strange idea to someone not familiar with the material, but a friend tells me she often uses her aspects' energy to help her through tasks she doesn’t enjoy, such as cooking.

I decided to give this a try when I was out walking last week.   I simply asked the Sergeant to give me his energy and enthusiasm for the outdoors.  Within moments, I found myself marching along, swinging my arms (not my usual mode, I can tell you) and enjoying the scenery, not thinking about my tired legs or aching back; in fact, I felt no pain at all. 

This result was really exciting and over the next few days, I started to expand on it.  What if, I wondered, somewhere there are aspects of me who have all the qualities I lack?  Not only that, but what if there are aspects of me who are better schooled in the areas where I already have talent?  And, what if there’s an aspect of me who isn’t sick? 

This idea evolved into: what if there’s a probable version of me who never got SLE?  OK, I admit, this last one may take some work, but I’ve been working with these ideas through the week, and the results are remarkable.   I definitely have less pain; I was able to finish my Christmas shopping by calling on the part of me who is excited by the hustle and bustle of crowds; I’m writing again (something I’ve neglected the past couple of weeks); I’m able to tap into energy when I need it and everywhere I go I meet smiling faces.

Returning to my story, on waking, I was aware of a presence in the room.  I could see something moving, and the shapes around me distorting.  There was a light coming from somewhere.  My cat was asleep on the bed but didn’t appear bothered.  I turned the light on, and she woke and seemed to be having a good look around, but soon settled back down to sleep.

I recently watched an interview with a member of Jane’s ESP class.  He’d had a similar experience (also concerning a military man).  Seth asked if he’d been aware of the soldier looking back at him.  I’m inclined to believe it was the Sergeant in my room when I awoke.  While I was peeking in on him, he was peeking in on me, considering my life and comparing it to his. 

There is a past life therapist who suggests we talk to the aspects of ourselves we’ve contacted, making suggestions and helping them grow.  I’ve experimented with this idea and I do believe the Sergeant is changing; softening his attitude towards the convicts and developing some understanding of their plight.  It seems only fair to give him something, since he’s giving so much to me.

A couple of weeks ago, I shared the inner senses exercise with a good friend, although I had little expectation of a result (when I’ve shared in the past, the person has simply forgotten, or had no success).  A few days later, I asked her if she’d tried the exercise and to my surprise, she immediately replied, “Yes!  I think I was a convict”, in Port Macquarie.  

She spoke about the connection she’s always felt with this place – a sense we both share.  Of course, I wondered if we’d known each other in that life too.  We’ve been neighbours for years, and although we don’t have much in common, we’ve become good friends.  I’ve always known she’s a person of strong principles; someone I could trust.

I believe we knew each other in that other life and perhaps in other incarnations as well.   “Your lives are more intertwined than you know”, I was told recently (I’ll expand more on the source of this quote later).  The adventure continues!

As always, your comments are comments are welcome - I'm very much interested in other people's views and experiences.

Love Chanson.

Peeking in on a Past Life: Reincarnational Bleed-Throughs

I was lying in bed one night, quite wide awake, but with my eyes closed, waiting for sleep.  I started to see geometric symbols passing through my mind’s eye.  “This is strange”, I thought, “I wonder what’s going on”. 

At first I thought I might be dreaming, but on examination, I knew that I was fully awake.  Suddenly, I was in a cave with about twenty people, who appeared to be Bedouins.  However, I also had the feeling that the cave was in Spain in the 14^th Century.   The people were sitting in a circle, and I felt that they were having a meeting of some kind; that it was some sort of secret society.

As I watched, my eye was drawn to a young girl of about fourteen.  She had large dark eyes, but was otherwise unremarkable.  Without consciously trying, I seemed to be pulled towards her and suddenly I was, looking out through her eyes.

I “knew” that she was one of my reincarnational selves (I’m not sure how).  I also knew that she didn’t speak, although she was quite capable of it - a “condition” known nowadays as elective or selective mutism.  

Interestingly, even though I was out of my body, in another time, and then inside another body, I never had any sense that I might somehow lose myself.   Throughout the experience I was very much aware of myself as myself, and even though I saw this young girl as part of me, I was also aware that she had her own identity and destiny, which were different to my life purposes.   And, I felt absolutely no fear; just intense curiosity and excitement.

In the next instant I returned to my body, and lay there thinking, “Wow! What was that?”  The experience didn’t fit in with traditional ideas of reincarnation.  If this girl had lived long ago, how was I able to visit her as if her life was happening now?  And clearly, time was behaving in an unusual way as well. I also wondered about the symbols which preceded the experience.  What did they mean?    

Some kind of synchronicity was clearly in operation too.  I knew about elective mutism, having read Isabel Allende’s “House of Spirits”, where the main character does not speak for some years (it’s many years since I read this book and internet synopsis don’t mention what is, IMHO,  Clara’s most interesting character trait) .  For some reason, I’d been fascinated by this idea, following it up with further research.

At this stage in my life, I’d read many books on “spirituality”, and explored a number of religions.  I always felt I was left with unanswered questions.  The books spirituality on just seemed to repeat the same old dogma, regurgitating ideas from Buddhism and spiritualism with great authority but little real understanding or explanation.

When I found “the Nature of Personal Reality”, I clearly heard a voice say, “You need to read this book”, but resisted, because I was just so bored with the same old same old stuff.  I saw the book, and heard the same words at least half a dozen times before I finally acquiesced and decided to give it a chance.

Seth discusses these experiences, which he termed “reincarnational bleed throughs” in Session 669 of the Nature of Personal Reality (Roberts, 1974, pp. 443-449), saying they’re actually not that uncommon.  However, most people will simply dismiss them as imagination or dream material.  Because we’ve been taught the information that comes to us through imagination is not to be trusted (i.e. it cannot be truth, therefore it must be “lies”), we fail to recognize the vast amount of useful data that appears to us through this source. 

He suggests we utilize this information in solving our immediate problems.  When I analysed my experience, I looked at it in terms of my current life.  I was struggling with my own inability to assert myself verbally in relationships.   Although I’m not sure how the experience helped with the problem, it did give me some idea of its origins.  I do know that now, I do make more of an effort to speak up when someone is unkind or tries to put me down, so while the result may have been intangible, it was, nonetheless, real.  The more tangible result was that it led me to question traditional ideas on reincarnation and time.

Seth also explains the appearance of the geometric symbols prior to the experience.  He says that when we’re born, information linking us to our reincarnational selves is symbolically encoded in our subconscious.  These symbols can be used as pathways (or stepping stones) to knowledge of our multidimensional existence, and are intended to assist in expanding our conscious awareness. 

The experience was profound and thought provoking.  It is a memory I’ll always treasure.

In my next post, I’ll discuss the apparent time paradox involved in this episode.  As always, you r comments are welcome.

Here’s thinking….