Just this morning, I was thinking about something that I experienced last year, and thought you (Nightowl) might be interested in hearing this particular past life story, since you were wanting to hear about other people's past lifes. Technically, this wasn't my past life, but it was a recent non linear past life that one of the lost souls I had helped cross over, came back to tell me about.
I know this is going to sound too far fetched for some people. And for others, it might just make them angry because of whom this particular lost soul was. BUT, this IS one of my vast experiences with the spirit world. I'm sure I don't have to say this, but for anyone reading this, feel free to take it with a grain of salt if you wish. All I ask, is that you at least keep an open mind enough to at least try to understand the reason behind why this was such an important event.
I already mentioned earlier in this thread, about having more of a tendency to work with the more darker "negative" entities out there. Simply because, I think they need the help more. One of the board members had this saying in their signature for a while, that to me, just says it all, "Love me when I deserve it the least, cause that's when I need it the most." Well, when I first got into "soul rescuing", the second and third lost souls that came to me for help, were none other then Adolf Hitler and his second in command, Hermann Goering. It all happened shortly after "Ghost Hunters International" aired their episode in the Argentinian hotel where it was rumoured Adolf spent the remainder of his life in hiding. I actually looked it up on a web site full of declassified government documents. The US government was aware that Adolf, Eva Braun and a few of his high ranking officers had fled the country in submarines and took refuge in Argentina. They even knew the location of where those submarines had been purposely sunk to hide traces of their escape. Ever wonder why they never provided pictures of Adolf's dead body? That's because there was none. And all the Allied governments thought it best to let the world believe the war was over because the main "bad guy" running the whole thing was dead. Who knows, maybe it was even part of an undercover surrender deal.
At first, after he showed up, I really wasn't sure what to do. And I wrestled with my conscience for quite a bit, until I heard a voice telling me, "Because it's the
right thing to do." And then the voice when on to explain to me, that Adolf had been waiting a long time for me to be ready to help him, because I was fated to do so. Since Adolf was my first solo, and I hadn't even been given full description of what to do, it took me three days to get him to cross over. After that, I just started winging it, by relying on my own convictions of unconditional love that I'd been homing in on for the last 10 years.
To me, Adolf's story was such an amazing and encouraging testimony to the truth behind God's love and forgiveness for
all of us, that when I would come across a few stubborn souls who were reluctant to believe that even
they could be forgiven, I would call out to Adolf to come show himself as proof that these other souls could also be forgiven.
It took about three months for Adolf to finally open up more around me. I think he'd been dealing with too many guilt issues and feeling kind of unworthy of all my support for him. And eventually, he got to the point to where he felt good enough about himself where he was the one initiating friendly sentiments around me. Hermann, on the other hand, was quite willing to engage in social activities with me, right off the bat. It just felt like I knew Hermann a little better. Apparently there was a reason for that, but I'll get to that later
Towards the latter part of the next three months, I kept getting the feeling that Adolf had reincarnated somewhere in a non linear time period, but I hadn't really gotten any details on it just yet. I do remember Hermann telling me that Adolf was my favorite student. Which I think he meant my favorite soul student under my care. And I did, and do, feel immensely proud of him for taking that leap of faith to go ahead and cross over.
Then one day, I was trying to convince a lost soul who had done bad things in his life, to cross over, and I pulled out what to me, was my "secret weapon" for convincing the "bad deed doer" reluctant souls, and asked Adolf to come and prove to this soul that he was not going to be judged harshly and sent to Hell for all eternity. Afterwards, a thought just occurred to me. In all that time I'd been asking for Adolf's help, I never once asked him how he felt about helping me. I was actually mortified to find out that he really didn't like doing that. I was just in such shock, thinking I'd been forcing him to do something against his will this whole time, that I couldn't even think straight to try and understand the reason "why" he didn't like doing it. I just fell into this negative emotional state of mind, thinking I was some kind of overbearing person, forcing my spirit friends into helping me with my passion, that I broke down in guilty tears over the whole situation. I just felt so alone in my quest to help the lost souls, that I made a vow to myself to never call upon my spirit friends for help ever again, so that I wouldn't ever put them on the spot again.
And right in the midst of my emotional break down, I became aware of Adolf's presence in the room. He was kneeling down on one knee, right next to my chair, trying to comfort me. I was getting a faint vision of a lot of red. And then I was picking up on the uniform of a Canadian Mountie. Then over the next few minutes of him trying to comfort me, I was picking up bits and pieces of his most recent past life. He had chosen to incarnate somewhere in the past, 1800s I think, where he could live a life of dedication to serve the people. He had been the epitome of a classic Mountie, always dedicated to his duty. Sadly though, he never took the time for a personal life for himself. And since WWII hadn't actually happened yet, in his life as a Mountie, he never really understood just why it was so important to him to actually be so dedicated. But I'm not sure if it was actually his concern, since he
was so dedicated to what he was doing. Or if it was just the people around him who could never understand why he was so duty bound. I was picking up that he had died in that lifetime, trying to protect a mother and her children from a bear attack. He stayed to fight off the bear so they could escape. I know his name was John, but for the life of me, I can't remember what the last name was to try and look it up to see if that really happened or if it was all just my imagination. It wasn't till some time later, that I realized the reason why he didn't like showing himself to other souls as Adolf Hitler, was because it was too much of a reminder of what he had done. And that's why he didn't really like doing it.
As for why my relationship with Hermann was far more open from the beginning. At one point, Hermann had told me that I had been his first wife. I thought he meant that I was once Carin Goering. But I think he was referring to another lifetime, because later on, when he told me that Adolf was my favorite student, he also told me that Adolf had been our son at one time. From there, I started picking up on memories of us being married somewhere in the Victorian era. I'm pretty sure that we were rather wealthy, because I'd seen images of our home. We were quite in love with each other. But tragedy struck when our son (Adolf) died at a very early age. I can't quite pin point down if it happened sometime before he turned 2 years old, or if it happened when he was 12. But I do know that it effected me deeply and I grieved over his death for the rest of that lifetime. Funny thing was, when I started researching into Hermann's life, I found it interesting that when the two of them met for the first time, they seemed to have some kind of unexplainable bond between the two of them.
But now there's the thing though. I don't know if all that happened as a non linear incarnation, because of the bond the three of us created from me helping them in this lifetime. Or if the reason why I was destined to help their lost souls in the first place, was because I had already bonded with them through a life time from the past. It's kind of like that age old question, which came first, the chicken or the egg. It's rather mind boggling to actually try and figure it out, LOL.
In hindsight, I think helping Adolf was actually a brilliant bit of strategy in my quest to helping lost souls cross over. Just that one act alone, had sparked a whole slew of other angry lost souls, to come out of the wood works to give me what for. And that gave me the opportunity to get hundreds, if not thousands of
them to cross over. So I proudly stand by my actions, against
anyone who has a problem over what I had done.
Isn't it wonderful to know that no matter how hideously bad we've behaved in any given lifetime, that even
that, can be forgiven if we just put enough faith in God's unconditional love? Not that I condone that sort of behaviour in the first place, mind you. But it should at least inspire us all to want to return the love back to God, by being good to each other and making God proud of us
Linear Mode
