I don’t believe our minds are capable of processing past live information… we are so limited and there’s no way we could handle it….

I know my purpose and never been more certain that I’m back here to teach and pass on my knowledge. But I fear death and although I understand it and accept it, I cannot let go of the fear of that last breath and our intrinsic struggle to hold on for just one more. I’m a work in progress.

And I know in MY heart of hearts that you are meant to teach as well as to learn. I am not throwing that statement around to be clever here. Your words resonate on a level of soul, like branches moved by an invisible wind.

We ought to never assume that because we can’t remember, we don’t know. We know everything we need to know, and our life journey is about revealing this wisdom.

So glad I came to your other blog, timethief. By the way, in my view, the great cosmic joke is those of us on this mortal coil are obsessed with time. We measure everything by it. The simple wisdom of the cosmos just might be that the rest of the universe is on a different clock, thereby offering an explanation as to how one’s spirit can be eternal while occupying a variety of incarnations at “the same time”.

We think time is a concept. It’s a value. cgn

Anyhow, I can answer the ghost question I think. When you pass away to where ever there are different realms. Let’s say you died before your time and you have unfinished work. Your energy has left its mark. These people are also the ones who don’t know they passed on. Death took them before their lesson was learned.

Having seen a few auras, I can also tell you some aren’t friendly either. I love old houses but I don’t like the feel of them. That probably makes no sense. I can usually tell when someone evil died there. I get chills and sometimes sick to my stomach.