Time Machine Guest Post ~ The Companion’s Gift

Here is a post from a writer and new friend of mine, Laura. She arrived in my life for a different reason, yet was moved to attempt some time travel after reading about the challenge. Thank you Laura for allowing me to publish your account here. After I read it, tears flowed down my face and I know it was no accident that we have crossed paths:

I thought I’d let you know what happened when I tried to do the Time Travel experiment.  It goes like this:

There is a past life I’ve been pretty keenly aware of over the past several years.  It happened sometime last century, during a war, and was very difficult. A huge part of what happened was that I was providing “comfort” to soldiers, and not always willingly.  My liaisons left me conflicted and hurt.

Over the years, I was having visions of my past-life self well before I ever even knew the story or recognized “her” as an aspect of myself.  I came to a point where I began regarding her spirit in a friendly way, as if I were receiving visitations from an old friend.  I even began to speak to her on rare occasions — generally to offer her words of comfort, or invite her to speak (if she needed to speak to somebody).  I’ve found these “conversations” with her to be powerful healing experiences on several occasions.  I like to imagine that, just as I have been aware of “her,” “she” may be aware of “me” — as a loving, non-judgmental, supportive energy in her own experience.  Sometimes, I kind of feel like she is aware of me, feels less alone, and that my energy in her life kind of softens the experience.

So yesterday morning, before I even got out of bed, I decided I would talk to this past-life self while I did reiki.  For some reason, it felt important to have a conversation with her wherein I explained — from the more expansive perspective I have now, after having worked pretty heavily through healing the wounds of that lifetime and unlocking the gifts it had been designed to bring — some of the “why” of her mission.  I imagine she probably asked “why” a lot.  As I spoke to “her” yesterday morning, I was largely emphasizing to her that the “work” she did and the role she served for these men was ultimately a healing role.  There were other reasons why her soul enlisted in having that kind of experience, but by and large, her companionship was a ray of light for some very tortured people — and adding light to anyone’s life always serves All That Is.

I explained to her that these men’s time with her helped reconnect them with some aspect of their humanity (and they needed to be reconnected with their humanity).  That when they eventually turned on her (which they did), they were trying to project and release a lot of their own uncomfortable emotions (guilt, shame, fear) onto someone else, in the hopes that someone else could process those energies for them.  That, in her lifetime, she was providing an outlet for a lot of very difficult emotions, and the fact that she lent herself to their healing process was ultimately a powerful gift.  I spoke to “her” of how it is always in the universal highest good to help restore others to a higher vibration, and assisting people with processing their inner conflicts is part of restoring them to that higher vibration.  From which they are capable, again, of making more loving choices on this plane.  Rather than continuing to perpetuate whatever darkness they perceive inside of themselves.

In essence, the core of the message I gave to her yesterday during my morning reiki session was, “You helped to heal them of their guilt, and this work was far more important than you realize.  It served the very highest good.  You have no reason to be ashamed.”

Then I fell asleep in the middle of this reiki session, and I largely put it out of my thoughts. I wasn’t looking for “proof” that “she” had heard me, so the thought of searching for it slipped my mind.

However!, here’s what happened later that same day: a friend, who had no idea how I’d spent that morning, sent me a link to a piece about a Craigslist “Missed Connections” post.  The post was written by a former soldier (a different war, Vietnam), to a woman he met and fell for all in one afternoon, a woman who connected with him deeply and then disappeared from his life afterwards.  As it turns out, he explained, their meeting saved his life; he had been wracked with guilt over the things he did during the war, and he had been planning to kill himself the day that he met her.  After he met her, however — after they spent a few hours together, talking — he changed his mind.  He went on to have a pretty happy life, marrying, having a son — basically, as I see it, spreading love on this plane.  And he wanted to reach out to her, decades later, to let her know that she had saved him from his own darkness.  She more or less helped to release him from the worst of his guilt from the war.

So that was a pretty cool synchronicity.

This sort of thing reminds me of that quote:  “We are all just walking each other home.”

As a bonus, while I watched a movie yesterday about the war my soul has been connected to (WWII), something that was said in the movie reminded me of a specific friend I have met, whom I recognized as one of the soldiers from that life.  I know from previous conversations that he has had some inkling of that lifetime (and of our previous connection) too.  We met last year while we were both traveling in Germany.  So I reached out to him today to see how he was doing.  As it turns out, he told me he was thinking about his time in Germany last night and this morning and that I had been on his mind too.  I guess we were already connecting in spirit.

None of this is likely surprising to Linda, but I just thought I’d share since she has been curious about others’ stories of everyday time travel magic.  I decided to aim my efforts at another lifetime, and that was yesterday’s result.  Let’s keep reminding people that this is possible; it is, and it makes a beautiful difference.

 
Next up is Kellie on October 19th.

image credits: 1st image, wikiart.org, public domain
2nd image, wikipedia.org, public domain