Reincarnation: Here are three stories to do with the influence of past lifetime Soul wounding on our experiences in our current lifetime.
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I-2. Three Stories about the Influence of Past Lifetime Soul Wounding on Current Lifetime Experiences
Image: “Sisyphus,” by Antonio Zanchi, circa 1660-1665, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Antonio_Zanchi_-_Sisyphus_-_335_-_Mauritshuis.jpg … public domain
Image: “Sisyphus,” by Antonio Zanchi, circa 1660-1665, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Antonio_Zanchi_-_Sisyphus_-_335_-_Mauritshuis.jpg … public domain
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Audio I-2a.
Introduction
Here is a little bit more on Soul wounding timelines and dimensions. This has to do with my current lifetime. I have an Awareness timeline and dimension that keeps shifting and changing into other Awareness timelines and to other dimensions. Yet I am unaware of this; it is simply happening through grace. Grace is transporting me, or skipping me about amongst the various timelines and dimensions, as I go along.
Every time I call on my celestial Ascension team, a Shift is occurring in my timeline and in my dimensions. But, to my limited human Awareness, it seems like I am going along on just one timeline. And in that timeline, there will be instances of Soul wounding, often accreting, one upon the other, along a similar theme.
So for instance, let me share: I was born with an ever-so-slight insufficiency, or imbalance, of prana in the left side of my body. In my lifetime, in my early childhood, there were instances of Soul wounding, and also of physical wounding, that contributed to that. I recall three such instances.
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I Thought I Could Fly
Image: “The Goldfinch,” by Carel Fabritius, 1654, in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Fabritius-vink.jpg …. public domain
Image: “The Goldfinch,” by Carel Fabritius, 1654, in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Fabritius-vink.jpg …. public domain
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Audio I-2b.
I have mentioned the first before: When I was very young, I thought I could fly. Why can I not fly? I would think. I could remember flying. So when I was very young … in first grade … I tried jumping down from the roof of our house, onto the concrete kitchen porch, and I hurt my left ankle, and the inside middle of the sole of my left foot. I was limping to school for a long time, after that, because of this injury to the left side of my body.
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My Beautiful Blue Bicycle
Image: Blue Bicycle,” by Umberto Brayj, 15 January 2011, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Bibycyle98w765.jpg … CC BY 2.0 Generic
Image: Blue Bicycle,” by Umberto Brayj, 15 January 2011, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Bibycyle98w765.jpg … CC BY 2.0 Generic
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Audio I-2c.
Soon after that, I got a beautiful blue bicycle for Christmas. It was my pride and joy. The problem was, I did not know how to ride it. I practiced and practiced, and fell down a lot. We had a gravel driveway; that was what I had to ride on.
I had a childhood friend who was six months older than I. He was an incredible grown-up person in my mind. He was about seven years of age. He knew how to ride a bicycle! What can I say? He just knew things.
For a while, he would ride my bicycle up and down our long, country driveway. And he would let me ride on the bumper seat on the back wheel. He would show off: He would go very fast, by my lights. And so, he would be whizzing down the driveway … It was the only air conditioning we would have on the hot summer days. We would be whizzing, and the wind would be going past, and whipping past our hair. It was like an amusement ride!
So I was riding one day, on the ‘bumper seat’ … the back wheel, which had a place to tie things on, so it was like a place to sit. And my left foot got tangled in the spokes of the rear wheel of the bicycle. I fell off, and it badly torqued my leg. So there I was, limping again. That is the second instance on the same theme: This has to do with relaxing and repairing the body, on the left side … to do with the left-side prana, the ida, in kundalini terms.
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The Fairhaven Excursion and the Old Station Wagon
Image: “1957 Ford Country Squire station wagon I photographed in Charlotte, North Carolina in June 1999,” photo by Josephew, uploaded 10 February 2008, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:1957_Ford_Country_Squire.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported
Image: “1957 Ford Country Squire station wagon I photographed in Charlotte, North Carolina in June 1999,” photo by Josephew, uploaded 10 February 2008, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:1957_Ford_Country_Squire.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported
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Audio I-2d.
The third thing happened when I was about 13 years old. The family had gone to our favorite beach, Fairhaven, for a beautiful summer day …
Map: Fairhaven. showing Herring Bay on the right, and a tidal estuary on the left, with only a thin strip of land in between the two bodies of water … https://www.google.com/maps/place/Fairhaven,+MD+20779/@38.7488301,-76.5581701,421m/data=!3m1!1e3!4m5!3m4!1s0x89b78f28d9bbdff5:0xdee5379890d06685!8m2!3d38.7442841!4d-76.5577354 ..
And we came back home. We young siblings … my brother, my three sisters, and I were grumpy and tired and wanted to go to bed. We arrived back home after dark in the family’s old station wagon; a very old station wagon with some problems. One problem was that the parking brake did not always stay in ‘Park’.
The circular turnaround at the end of the driveway and next to the house where we lived … was on a slight slope. There was another car parked at the top of the hill; that was our ‘normal’ car.
And so, we parked on a 45 degree angle. Everybody piled out of the car. Some of us started to run into the house. And the parking brake slipped.
My father was behind the car, with my youngest sister, getting things out of the car. My youngest sister was only 2 years old at that time; she was a toddler. My mother and I were on the right-hand side of the car, the passenger side. And the car started moving back down the hill. The motor was not going, but the force of gravity, and the heavy metal of the car were something to consider.
My father had extraordinarily fast reflexes; incredibly fast reflexes. Just in time, he grabbed my young sister out of the path of the moving car, which quickly gained acceleration; grabbed her up, over the top of the car, and saved her life.
My mother had really slow reflexes compared to my father … probably she had what most would consider ‘normal’ reflexes. My reflexes were in the middle, half-way between the two, and much faster than most people’s. So I inherited about half of my father’s gift.
The front seat car door, on my side of the car, the passenger side, was open; and I tried to dive into the car and grab the parking brake lever to the right of the driver’s seat, and pull it back up. But the open, right-hand car door hit me, and I fell under the car, The drag of the rapidly accelerating right front tire dragged me downward along the gravel drive for a moment, rolling me over under the car from a face-up to a face-down position. Then the moving right front tire rolled over the backs of my legs, leaving me lying on the driveway, as the car continued on down past the bottom of the turnaround.
My left leg was the first leg that had been rolled over by the car wheel, and it was dragged along by the car for a while, resulting in injury and scarring to the left quadriceps muscle. So there was a third injury to my left side, all within the space of the growing-up years.
And that is normal: It is normal for Soul wounding on one side, with which you are born … say, a pranic insufficiency on the left side … to attract to itself, in this dimension, numerous incidents that further the Soul wounding.
We are born with Soul wounding preserved on the astral plane and later on the mental plane, as we rest and recuperate in the fourth dimension between incarnations; and the process of Soul wounding or Soul healing begins again in each new physical incarnation.
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–all three stories were revised and excerpted from Link: “Timelines and Dimensions 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 10 February 2017; published on 12 February 2017; revised on 9 February 2019 and on 28 February 2023 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6ZS ..
In love, light and joy
This is Alice B. Clagett.
I Am of the Stars … and so are you!
Previously entitled: “Tiny Anthologies: Incarnational Memories” … and … “Tiny Anthologies: My Incarnational Memories” … and … “Tiny Anthologies: My Memories of Other Incarnations”
Compiled from prior blogs on 10 February 2019; most recently revised on 25 February 2023.
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