Discovering past lives can be easy when approached with a light
heart. I used the photos I took on my September trip to France to guide a
group into a place of self-discovery. The artist in me has a talent for
framing photos in an interesting way so this was not your usual,
boring, come look at my travel photos event.
With the lights down
low during the entire tour, I was able to keep the group in a
semi-meditative state. After we observed a few photos, I conducted a
guided meditation directing everyone to search for specific information.
This gave each of them a chance to uncover some relevant facts. Many of
the participants discovered they live similar kinds of lives today.
HELEN:
Helen sees herself on a farm, feels a pain in her arm and looks up at
the sky. Her intuition tells her she died of a heart attack. Then
walking into an enormous, cold, dark, damp, castle, she feels alone and
lonely. She is jealous of the villagers who have the freedom to be
outside for she is not allowed to leave this complex. When looking at an
image of a huge wood door, Helen feels she was a wood carver. The art
which was shown to her reminds her that she was once also a stone
carver. Both these professions make her wrists hurt and in her current
life, she is troubled my carpel tunnel.
BOB: When directed to walk
into a photo and walk up the stairs, Bob could not go up. Instead his
attention is fixed on the stone beneath his feet. He feels he carried
and laid those heavy stone steps. When looking at a photo of a winery,
Bob could smell burning wood and realized he was the one who made the
wine barrels. The burning came from the way in which he attached the
metal rings to the barrels.
Guiding the group through a series of
paintings, I instruct everyone to imagine their relationship with the
painters. Many of them could smell the turpentine. Bob found he was the
one who made the paint brushes. In all of Bob’s lives, he found he was a
craftsman, and in his current life, he also works with his hands.
LORI:
When Lori was directed to the stairs, she felt she was in simple
clothes and probably a servant. Looking through the keyhole, she saw a
young male going to meet his future wife and family. He was hesitant
being fixed up with a woman he did not know.
SYLVIA: Sylvia saw
herself as a stocky, middle- aged man who, as a traveling judge, was
weary and overwhelmed as he went from village to village listening to
local cases. The name that came to her was “Bernard Du Lac,” a name she
is going to research. Sylvia also saw herself as a dancing ballerina on a
flat stone in the middle of a lake full of flowers feeling peaceful and
joyful. When directed to peek through a keyhole, she saw into a living
room with two women in 1800s dresses playing cards, two men by a
fireplace drinking ale, and a dog lying on the floor. Sylvia was a child
who was supposed to be in bed, but instead snuck downstairs to peek
through the keyhole.
NAN: Nan noticed that in one "visit" after
another, the only place that resonated with her was the farmland. The
large castle and beautifully decorated rooms left her with the feeling
that "that's not my world!" Her comment was, “I feel I have always lived
a simple life, as I do now.”
I was delighted to see how easily
the group traversed from one experience to the next often picking up
visions, smells and emotions along the way. We will be traveling into
the past once again on April 14th. I hope you can join us!
Blessings,
Marnie Vincolisi
