Past Life: A Karmic Cleanse

I walk through the gateway to the Eternal Realm. The gate opens into a dark tunnel with an elaborate door ahead of me. The door is triangular, with (what looks like to me) a carved raven above; the bird’s wings gently fold around the door, while its head looks down above it. A bright white light illuminates the door, which has a slightly reflective white surface. I breathe deeply, then push open the door.

On the other side, I find myself at the top of an ornate staircase, with wooden bannisters on either side, covered with intricate carvings.

I walk down the steps, counting as I do so.

At the bottom, I walk through a swirling mist, which transports me back into a past life. I close my eyes for a second.

I open my eyes again and find myself in a wooden room. Everything around me is made of wood, although the many windows have lead panes. Light streams in through them, and dust particles float in the air.

I look down at my body.

I feel male and find myself partly dressed in knight’s armour.

I am alone in the room and can hear silence. I wonder what reason has brought me to this life.

As soon as I wonder this, the room around me dissolves in shimmering lights that grow brighter, causing me to yet again close my eyes.

Once more, I open my eyes.

I’m now outside, in what looks like a farmyard of some sort. Smoke-filled wind fills the air. A knight on horseback gallops away, following others I see in the surrounding distant fields.

I see devastation around me.

I look to my left and see a hatch to an underground store or bunker. My un-gloved hand is holding the hatch door open.

Small fires burn around me, and people I feel I know, loved ones, lie scattered on the ground, discarded.

I am the only one left standing.

Was I spared?

Was I hiding?

Beneath some planks of wood and ransacked barrels just beyond the hatch, I see a bare foot and shin, the rest of the person buried.

This person, I feel, was my wife.

I stand, feeling overwhelming sorrow.

The scene freezes, and I step out of this incarnation’s body.

I open my heart chakra, envisioning a bright green light surrounding my chest, and connect this light to the heart of the past life version of myself standing beside me.

I offer my thanks for allowing me to step into this scene, and offer forgiveness for whatever karma this event has created so that it carries through to my current incarnation.

I ask my previous life for any messages that I can carry away from this experience.

After a short while, I hear:

You are not responsible for the actions of those around you. There is no need to allow what others do to play on your mind.

I wait a while, but no further message comes.

I turn, and walk back through the mist. I climb the stairs. I walk through the door with the raven above it. I walk back along the tunnel, and then through the gateway back into the now.

I feel calm.