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Tides always turn


All of us seem to search. Some of us are more aware of it than others. To be around people and laugh but feel so isolated.

We search for love. Love is what each of us truly desire. Whether we recognize it or not. It’s so easy to reach for a facade. Why do we do this? Are we that desperate for love? Has the meaning of love been forgotten and have we turned it into something cheap and shallow? I think some have.

I don’t even let myself get that far. I keep myself safe. I grew tired of longing and waiting. I finally sat still and said, “The hell with it. Fuck it. If it’s meant to happen for me it will.”  Until then I’ve just sat here. In a quiet room listening to nothing but my thoughts. Dark thoughts. Thoughts most people would condemn me for.


This life, has been no friend of mine.


Spiritual Journeys and Past Lives



So why is it a journey?  Gaining insight into your past lives helps in many areas.  Each of your past lives provides a kind of training for the next life. Some people have several past lives, some only one.  When you start remembering it enables many things to take place. You can start to visit and make contact with relatives that have passed on. You can find your spirit guide(s), it may even help you overcome problems and issues from childhood.


We are all spiritual beings. Each of us on a journey. Sometimes it takes several lifetimes to feel driven or for lack of better words interested enough to really start to dig and want to find out why and where.

“Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”
– George Santayana

Death is Certain


1. There is no possible way to escape death. No-one ever has, not even Jesus, Buddha, etc. Of the current world population of over 5 billion people, almost none will be alive in 100 years time.

2. Life has a definite, inflexible limit and each moment brings us closer to the finality of this life. We are dying from the moment we are born.

3. Death comes in a moment and its time is unexpected. All that separates us from the next life is one breath.



NO matter what you believe. Whether it is reincarnation or simply going to a better place – the above is true. Death is Certain. Life is not. LIVE while you have the chance. Really LIVE.



I’ve received some comments here and a few emails and I felt it was important to take a post again and address those.  I’ve had quite a few readers email me- sharing their stories and how they felt alone, wondering what was going on. Somehow knowing deep inside that it wasn’t just a dream, or it wasn’t something evil. They just “knew”

I do understand what it feels like to know what’s going on but unless you get a book written by an open intelligent mind – your stuck. Sadly 90% of the churches and religions aren’t going to be much of a help. They automatically think you need to be delivered from demonic influence. ( I’m not saying that doesn’t exist, it does,.. but not generally in past life recall. Legit recall)  The smaller the town, the more INLAND you go – it always seems the smaller the minds.  I had to live, and reach out the biggest part of my childhood through books. It took me out of the slow – boring mid-west.  Mind you at that time there weren’t books on recall. It was all the classics, and books that to this day most people don’t have a clue what I’m talking about unless they too are book enthusiasts.

So here is a shout out to Roger in Sweden for letting me know about a forum I could visit. Also another shout out to a woman in SC who is trying to reach out, and delve into the dark pool.  For anyone that wants to contact me please visit the who is writing this at the top of this blog. My email is listed.   I am more than happy to talk with anyone.   I realize this is a very small little blog – I do not have hundreds of followers, but It is my hope that those that are meant to find it will.  I believe that.

Just Believe. Don’t ever care or give a shit what other people say about you or tell you. This is your journey. LIVE.


Paris, reincarnation, beauty, love



Just a post to say once again it’s not what it seems. No matter how much you want it to be.


Stop making a sad mess.

Just stop and take a moment

Don’t rush

It’s not the one you think it is

Stop, breathe, stand still

What you’re searching for is getting ready to happen. Stop concentrating on the signs you think are there, and realize and think about all the signs that say it’s not the one.


Have you ever noticed that the reincarnation stories at certain websites are full of cleopatras, nefertiti’s, and any other really famous person in history? It’s such a let down when you are researching and trying to find those people that remember and recall a past life and you’re desperately wanting them to say ” I was a nobody, I can’t find a lick of evidence to support what I’m saying but I do remember working at ________.”    I can’t find many people who don’t want to be someone famous and I don’t understand that. I have recall of being around a native american man, and unfortunately at the time I was a white woman.  During those times WOW not such a great thing,but I have nothing to back it up. Just “memories”   If anyone knows of a place online that has legitimate entries let me know.


I’m going back to reading OmmSety by Dorthy Eady

PS – There are some things in life that look meant to be, our feelings over take us. In reality it’s not something lasting, just something to take us from one place in our journey to the next. To the next better thing. Deeper, more curious. Love that surpasses anything we’ve experienced thus far.


Writing a book, your thoughts?

I’m debating on writing a book. My own past life recall, and including how others can tune into their own recall.  Great news is that I will be accountable for better grammar than on this blog . LOL.   It would be nice to give back to others and instead of your ever popular “past lives, do I have one book”. I could reach out to those that have struggled with this issue a for a while.  Curious no?  For nothing more than hearing some girl talk about  reincarnation. You can’t say it wouldn’t be interesting, or run of the mill

November 20, 2012

It’s funny at midnight – the things you can see.  The corner street lamp puts out a glow and those same golden leaves can be seen. Every few minutes …falling to the ground. Effortlessly they fall.  In the distance a dog can be heard barking, and then the moment of solitude I mean complete solitude. When things go quiet in the night.

Oh when we were younger and scorned in love. we always wanted the beautiful girl or handsome guy. Never to have it.

Unrequited love.

We  get older and by chance we find ourselves being welcomed by those that would have scorned us when we were young.

How flattering and oh how our emotions and egos feel for once in our lives – they feel good! it’s all so “written in the stars”  it just has to be!  Then years fly by and we realize love is important. What we felt was love, only bit at us again.

When oh when will be choose the right path. When will things give us what we really want. True love. Not love that is fleeting. Not love that is a lie masking itself as “YES this is the one!” Oh to wake up and find that we to still search.  We want  it so much we will see and take  anything as a sign. We want that kind of love so much we are blinded.

Old Souls

I was sitting outside my home today. It’s sunny outside and the leaves are turning.  Beautiful golden yellow leaves on this tall tree in my yard. The sunlight hits those leaves and it makes a yellow golden glow. I got lost in it. I felt my inner self start to yearn.  What was it doing? What was it trying to tell me.  How do you do the impossible? Nothing is impossible if you try.  I felt so small. How do you not get lost in the thousands of others?  You’re a nobody. If you share something that you feel with all you’re being,will they just write you off as crazy?  Do I really care?  Those leaves started to blur into just a glow. No definition. I was in the zone. Lost in my own thoughts. My mind talking to itself – me.    What would you have to offer it said.  What do you think would happen? Do you really think that as a little speck in the vast universe you could touch the lives of those you’ve touched in previous incarnations?  Why is this even important to you?

I came back to myself so to speak. I finished my ciggie and went inside my house.  I don’t know how it will happen, but I know and believe you can “call” things to you. I believe there is something inside of us that works to pull things into your path. I’ve been feeling this for many years. No matter what it looks like. No matter what odds are against me. I still feel deep inside myself that given the right timing and moment it will fall into place.

Here the song below

Old Souls
Our love is an old love baby
It’s older than all our years
I have seen in strange young eyes
Familiar tears
We’re old souls in a new life baby
They gave us a new life to live and learn
Some time to touch old friends
And still return

Our paths have crossed and parted
This love affair was started long long ago
This love survives the ages
In its story lives are pages
Fill them up
May ours turn slow

Our love is a strong love baby
We give it all and still receive
And so with empty arms we must still believe
All souls last forever
So we need never fear goodbye
A kiss when I must go…
No tears…
In time…
We kiss hello

Years back

When I was 14 years old and being a misfit in school, I went to a bookstore – one of the bookstores that most kids didn’t venture into. I was excited because it was different. There was incense and music and books you didn’t find in regular bookstores. It was thrilling. I still love going there. Anyway when I went into the store, an older woman was coming out. She looked right at me and said ” Find the man who is searching his roots. Find the man who is searching for wisdom.”    I just stared at her. She moved past me, and before she could get out the door she said, “You have many things in common with this man. Don’t be afraid to try no matter how difficult.”

I never tried, but it happened. He’s in and out of my life now. The monster has a way of touring us all.  In love two ships passing in the night. Our secret.