DISCLAIMER: If you’re reading this, let me preface this by saying I am a skeptic and look at a “reading” as entertainment. I do not pay huge amounts of money and do not do this on a regular basis. So please.. don’t rag on me about seeing a psychic. The only reason I’m posting this is because I found this particular reading to be comfortingly accurate.
A few months ago, a friend told me about a psychic who reads auras and can provide information about past lives. Her name is Patty and I found her to be very kind and calming. She told me about the colors of my aura and to be honest, I don’t remember much about that. What I do remember was her explaining about Old Souls, New Souls and the fact that I am neither. Patti said I was a Deliberate Soul. She explained that Old Souls reincarnate over and over and when we meet them, because of their many lives of experience, are the type of people who are unphased, experienced and familiar. New Souls tend to view the world with wonder in their eyes. A Deliberate Soul chooses only to return because they have a specific purpose, or lesson to be learned. In general, we ^ meaning deliberate souls such as myself ^ do not necessarily like being here. It’s not about being depressed or suicidal. It’s just that being in the physical form and dealing with life is not our first choice. In fact, I learned that deliberate souls will often choose not to re-incarnate for 1,000’s of years. I get that. Patti laughed at me and said… You really don’t want to be here! It’s true. But here I am and here I’ll stay until my time comes. So, the question I ask myself, almost every day, but certainly every Friday is… What is my purpose or what is the lesson I need to learn?
If one believes, or buys into this whole concept of reincarnation, karma, spirit guides…etc.. then there should be an answer to my question, right? If I have a spirit guide, I can’t hear them. If they have a message for me, I hope they attach it to a 2×4 and deliver it between my eyes, because otherwise, I’ll miss it.
I just want figure out what I need to know, learn or do that will give meaning to this life. Some time ago, I saw a show about a college student, majoring in Art. This young man created a program in which he receives pictures of orphans from third world countries and he, and other artists paint portraits of these children and then deliver them to the kids. Now this project is amazing for two reasons. 1. These kids typically have nothing, no baby pictures, no doting parents who fill flicker or photo albums. Sometimes these become one of the very rare pictures that they will have to commemorate their childhood. That is pretty special, don’t you think? So is number 2. The artists, young college kids, spend up to two weeks looking at the eyes of children who have nothing. My guess is that they will never forget “their child”.
So Mychaelah… why have you veered off subject and brought up this project? Aside from the fact that I have ADD?
The answer is: I want to find a way to do something THAT meaningful. I just don’t know what it is. I don’t know how to figure out my purpose, my lesson. The magic key that will hasten my trip through this life so when I do pass on, I can enjoy my 1,000’s of years of spiritual bliss.
I tell you what… when I do go… I’m not coming back anytime soon. Life is a struggle.
Thank you for letting me go on and on. And please don’t rag on me if you’re an athiest, agnostic, non-believer, grumpy or otherwise inclined to reply with negative BS. Preciate it.
EDIT: Oh yeah, one other thing. Please don’t think I’m whining about my poor life. I’ve a pretty good life. I am greatful for everything and everyone in my life.
