Past Life: A Karmic Cleanse (iii)

I walk through the gateway to the Eternal Realm. The gate opens into a dark tunnel with a wooden door ahead of me. The door is oddly plain, just plain wood with no distinguishing features. A bright white light illuminates the door. 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 and find myself sitting on a soft bed playing with some wooden beads between my hands. I clutch them tightly and feel very anxious.

I look at the clothes I wear, layers of yellow and white full-length silk and cotton. I become aware of long hair cascading down over my shoulders and breasts. I am female. The hair is not my own, but a hairpiece that is as long as it is tall. A folded parasol is beside me on the bed.

I feel sad, but also great relief to be back in my bed chamber. Clutching the beads brings me comfort.

I look out of a window next to the bed and see a garden party taking place outside, with lots of people dressed in silks and hairpieces, both men and women.

I wonder what has brought me to this incarnation. I wonder why I prefer to be here in the bedroom rather than out at the party. As I wonder, the room around me starts to dissolve away in a sea of bright twinkling lights. The lights become so bright, I close my eyes.

Once more, I open my eyes and find myself out on the lawn, in the middle of what seems to be a joyous party. I speak to a couple of people who walk passed me, my language isn’t English. I’m French.

The couple seem to be goading me into doing something, but I turn and run from them. I am aware they are chasing me, but even in my full-length gown, I manage to get away from them. I find myself in a darkened pantry, kneeling behind the slightly open door. The couple walk into the kitchen, but soon leave again.

I stand… and the scene freezes.

I step out of this incarnation’s body. I open my heart chakra, imagining a bright green ball of light growing from within my chest and expanding outwards. This green light reaches the chest of my earlier incarnation and touches her heart. I offer my thanks for being able to step into this scene and offer love and forgiveness, to acknowledge and clear any karma that has brought me here.

I ask this earlier incarnation of me if there is a message she would like to give to me before I leave.

I wait for a short while, and then hear:

You do not need anybody else’s permission to be yourself. You do not need to ‘follow the pack’.

As I am about to leave, I hear:

A place of personal sanctuary provides space for self-reflection. Sometimes, being in the dark is a blessing.

I turn, and walk back through the mist. I climb the stairs. I walk through the double doors. I walk back along the tunnel, and then through the gateway back into the now.

I open my eyes, calm and relaxed in the now moment.