“The Reincarnated Soul”

This next topic is often bit of a controversial one due to different beliefs. It is never my intent to offend anyone with what I write, but I do believe that having an opened mind is key to understanding the unknown.

Now, the subject of reincarnation is one that I find to be extremely interesting. Do I believe in it? Absolutely, 100%! What exactly is reincarnation? It’s when a spirit/ soul is born again. After an individual dies, their spirit/ soul is reincarnated into another living body. A “rebirth”. Many believe that the reason for this is to learn from one lifetime to another, taking with us knowledge that will help us to achieve higher wisdom.

As crazy as it may sound, I actually have memories of some of the past lives that I’ve lived. These memories (as few as they are) are as clear as the ones that I have from this life. I know this sounds absurd, but I have strong connections with the eras from which my recollections come.

For instance, a few years ago I was at a book signing for my novel, The Spirit Within when I was approached by a lovely elderly woman (for which I wrote the article “A Curious Encounter”) who told me that she could “see” things that others couldn’t. Then, she proceeded to tell me that I used to be a white witch. I gently smiled at the beautiful face and replied, “I know” right before she walked away. And I honestly did know what she was talking about, even though to carry on such an intense conversation with her wouldn’t have been prudent at the time. However, I would have loved to have done so because she seemed truly inspiring.

But in regards to which she was referring to, I knew very well. It was late 1600’s, time of the witch trials. I was a single female in my mid- twenties and considered a healer among the community. I don’t remember exactly how it all transpired, but I was eventually wrongfully accused of working with dark magic. My last memory? Hanging in the tree just before I died and looking down at all the ones who sought out my help before the panic of ignorance changed their minds. I also remember my clothing, down to the very minute detail, from my brown dress to my shoes and even my long hair.

Then, there was the life when I was a male soldier in the U.S. Army during World War II. I have such a strong attachment to that time, including the music for which I absolutely love! I died after being shot out in the field. It was pouring down rain, my Army fatigues were soaked and muddied, and I fell face first into a fox hole where I drowned in a deep puddle.

There are a few more memories I have, including when I was a very caring nurse in a hospital at the turn of the 1900’s. These are all pretty intense memories, but they’re definitely mine. If you have any recollections of reincarnation, I’d love to hear about them. Let’s open up and share!

 

 

Here are a few great articles that I found to be rather interesting…. had to share! 😉

Past Lives: 11 Signs Your Soul Has Reincarnated Many Times

Have You Walked This Earth Before? 6 Signs of Reincarnation

10 Signs Your Soul Has Reincarnated – Power of Positivity

 

 

 

 

 

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Interview with Mike

Today I’m welcoming a gentleman named Mike who has had a life changing experience. Was it a Near Death Experience or something more? Here is Mike to tell us his story.

 

 

Can you tell us a little about yourself?

I am just an ordinary guy that had an extraordinary experience. Just a regular guy, like you might see at the store, or at the game. I enjoy doing landscaping and try to make a living at it. I am a fairly creative person and enjoy art and music very much. Something very profound did happen to me however, and I thought I would share that with you.

One night, at the beginning of last year I experienced a heart attack. In typical stubborn male fashion, I excused the symptoms. I figured I would get better, and everything would be ok. After sweating a river for about 3 hours, I became overwhelmed by a feeling of eminent doom and decided that a trip to the ER was probably going to have to go ahead and happen. The good doctors told me I was in a bad way and needed some minor cath surgery and maybe more. So they prepped me and went in. I was about tuckered out by then. Half my heart hadn’t had oxygen for hours and the other half had about done all it could do to get me that far. They lost me. I went away. I left the hospital. I came back. I left again. My body was on that table the whole time, but I wasn’t there the whole time.

Both times when I left, I experienced things. I was shown things. I believe I was shown things in a way I could interpret and understand them. I’m not sure how long I was away either time, but the first time seemed rather brief. I immediately passed through a barrier. The overwhelming sense of permanency was very evident. It had happened. What was done was done, and I could not change anything. I found myself at a fork in a trail, in a beautiful wooded area. One trail went up and to the left. It was blue and white up there and very pretty. There were beautiful flowers and birds. The other fork went down and to the right. It was red and black. There were no flowers, or anything else growing there, only dead snags. It was gnarly and harsh and looked very uninviting. Something, I was not allowed to see, blocked my path at that fork. I could go down neither trail. I found myself suddenly back in the hospital. I was happy I was back.

I didn’t even have time to gain my bearings, or try to comprehend what was going on. I knew I was in surgery, and I just died. Then It happened again. I passed again through that boundary and thought the worst, surely this was it. I was gone much longer this time. Very intense things happened. Some are very personal and touch on some very emotional subjects, so I won’t go into great detail, but I went for one heck of a ride. I was shown many things. I was shown things from the past, the present and what I believe was the future. They were things that pertained to me and my life. I was then uploaded, if you will, with a lot of knowledge and switched on. It is very difficult to describe with words, but it was extremely intense. I walked by many loved ones that had passed. I arrived at a beach. It was a beautiful place. It was surreal. A lady stood on the beach. It looked like my mom, from a long time ago, when she was younger and healthier. I walked over to her and she turned to me. It was my mom, who had passed just about 6 months prior. She looked at me, and shook her head no, and smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen. Then I was back on the table, once again.

There was much more to it than that, but that is what happened to me that night, and early morning. I do not refer to my experience(s) that night as an NDE. In my mind, there was no “near” in the equation. I was dead. I don’t mean kind of dead, but dead. I was allowed to come back, twice. I am lucky. I may never understand everything I was shown that night, but it was life altering, to say the least.

 

What was your life like prior to your experience?

Life, for the most part, was fairly average. I love the outdoors, so I have always been outside doing something. I enjoy amateur astronomy, camping, hiking, etc. I worked in the nuclear industry for many years. I have always been fairly intelligent, but rather average. I was married for many years, and I have a wonderful son that I have always spent a lot of time with. I have had a fairly normal life, in most respects.

 

How has this changed your life? Have you undergone an awakening, perhaps with an emergence of abilities?

Dramatic change occurred in my life. I have always been rather intuitive, but I experienced a type of awakening, to use your word. That’s a good word for it. I am switched on now. Everything is different. I just know certain things now, and I don’t know how. I don’t even really know how to explain it in a way that makes sense, but I just know stuff. I am more religious to a degree, but I am much more spiritual. I feel a very clear connection with the universe that I could not recognize before. I feel very tuned in. I feel an overwhelming sense of empathy. I sense things.

A few of the things that have changed for me include, now having very intense dreams, now believing in past lives, believing in angels and now having the ability to sense the aura of some people. I can’t really see the aura with my eyes, but sense is a good word for it. Not with everyone, but yet even sometimes, just from a picture. The dreams are sometimes varied, but often of a recurring theme. They often portray or present what would seem to be things from past lives, in vivid detail. I am still absorbing all this and trying to comprehend it all.

 

What would you say to anyone who may be skeptical?

Skepticism is healthy. I might not believe someone if they said they experienced the things I experienced, if I hadn’t experienced it myself. I understand skepticism, especially when the experience is incredible. One day they will know also. It will come to pass for them too, when their time comes. It makes no difference to me, on a personal level, if someone believes my experience, or not. That choice is up to each person.

 

Any words of wisdom you’d care to share?

In a word, love. Love is the only thing that matters, because it is the only thing that can truly transcend the boundary between life and death. Love is the only thing that has any true value, in this great universe we live in. Live hard and love hard. Tomorrow is not promised.

 

 

 

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