Tapestry of Souls: Past and Present Life Love Interwoven is a unique look into past life love and the role of that person in the author’s life today. The synchronicities let one know that there is more than one life path for us each to live. It is what we choose to make of our journey that allows us to remain together. Great love and friendship eight hundred years apart are one of the most powerful gifts uncovered through this exploration of life and love in ancient China. Travel back in time with psychic medium Claire as she unravels the mystery held deep in her soul and shares the impact of her visions and meditations with her spirit guide in her current life.
500 word excerpt
“I Think I Just Past Life Regressed.”
Sometime in August during a regular visit with Robert, Claire would have a
vision of a previous life. As always, Robert worked his magic and covered
Claire’s eyes with an eye pillow before leaving the room. She was down deep
in a very restful state and didn’t even hear Robert leave the room. In her vision
a man rode up to her on a very large gray horse. The horse was quite
frightening, yet somehow it seemed familiar to her. The man put his hand
down to offer her the necessary boost up so she could get on the horse. She
hesitated. There were no words exchanged between them. There was only
feeling. Claire knew that she did not like this man, but had to go with him.
She felt alone and abandoned. She knew that somehow she was now his and
had no choices. She grabbed his massive forearm and he swung her up on the
back of the horse effortlessly. It was as if she was a little doll weighing nothing.
He was a very large man, of great height and full of muscle. He had long
dark hair that blew wildly in the wind as they rode. The weather was turning
and rain was evident. He rode the horse hard and Claire was concerned about
the rough ride. She had no choice but to hold on to him tight and lean into
his back. She sensed that this pleased him and pleasure was the last thing she
wanted to give him.
They rode for a while stopping outside of a cave. He slipped off the
horse gingerly and grabbed Claire around her waist to lift her off of the
horse. For a moment their eyes met. She wanted to scream at him, claw his
face, or spit in his eye. She hated him! Claire would be no match for him and
somewhere in her mind remembered that she was told to go with him. There
were other details coming in, but they were murky and faint. Standing next to
him now Claire surmised that he was about 6’6” tall. He wore a hefty sword
at his side. The top of the sword was quite large and could only fit in a hand
of great strength and mass. His tunic and breeches fit tightly to his body and
she could see that he was all muscle. Over his tunic he wore some type of
vest with a dragon embroidered across the chest. He wore boots that went
up to his knees and his hair was wild. He had a beard and long moustache.
His eyes were slanted and full of ferocity. His cheeks and chin appeared to be
carved out of stone. He was a beast!
Outside of the cave there was a man servant waiting for them. He spoke
in a low voice and Claire could not hear what they were saying. She was
told to enter the cave. As she moved, she was trembling with fear inside,
but she was determined to not let him see this. As they entered the cave
she was immediately aware of its secret beauty. Inside, the cave was bathed
in a natural light that glowed white and pink. There was a pool of water in
front of her trimmed on the outside by beautiful white stones. It was at this
time that she would hear her name from this past life for the very first time.
“Grace, you are to walk along the right side of the water and meet me here
at the head,” said a priest. Something unusual happened at the moment that
she heard her name. She was Claire watching Grace walking around the circle.
She could see her and also feel what she was feeling. She was Claire and she
was also Grace. She was unable to separate the two.
Grace was petite with long blonde hair. She wore a long dress of white
that almost seemed a very faint blue. On her head was a pointed hat to match
her dress with a long sheer scarf emerging from its point. On her tiny feet
she wore slippers to match which made no sound as she walked. Her skin was
fair and she was quite beautiful. It was obvious that she was young and came
from a life of stature and some wealth. Claire remembered thinking that she
was so tiny and beautiful, so different from herself today. As Grace came
around to the top of the circle, Claire could see that the dress was heavy and
seemed to lack shape. It did not hang tight to the body. With her last step,
turning to face this strange man that she hated, Claire could see that Grace’s
belly was rounded slightly with child. Claire had what appeared to be a very
conscious thought, “Oh my God. I’m pregnant!” The priest began and called
the man by name. “Guan Lu, you have brought this child here on this day to
enter into wedlock with her. Do you have permission from her father?”
“Yes, I do hold a document from him stating that he acknowledges this
union,” said Guan Lu.
Grace looked around nervously and noticed that there was nobody present
that she knew. The man servant was there now joined by a sturdy looking
older woman. “My family has not joined us here because they are marked
by shame,” Grace thought. She was sad and lonely for father, but dutifully
turned to face Guan Lu when asked to do so. As she turned she saw documents
and coin, a rather large sum, being given to the priest. The priest began
the nuptials. There was no talk of love, no songs of joy, no joining of hands
and no mention of God. Within a brief moment she would be bound to this
man. She lifted her head and looked up at his face. He was looking down
at her. How she disliked him! Just like that it was over and the man was
instructing her to turn around and leave the cave.
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