Some time back I began writing about a past life that I allegedly remember (old journalism habits die hard --hence the insistence on "allegedly"!). It was about a girl named Emma who was born in Wales, immigrated to Maine, then moved to upper New York state, and was last seen on an aborted trip to Chicago. (Although she may have ended up back in New York state as an abolitionist -- I'm not sure if that's the same girl.) I haven't finished writing about my adventures in this life trying to track Emma down.
The story I'll post here is totally different. Now seems the right time to share it., because of what happened last week. I had the privilege to take part (as quite the novice) in a bit of energy working. When it was over, I mentioned to the leader of the working (when she wondered if we'd known each other in a past life) that I had once seemed to remember a life in ancient Britain. She was curious -- and another friend, "over-reading" this exchange (since it was on LJ, she wasn't exactly "over-
hearing" *g*), asked about it, too. Oops! She could see that I'd told the leader that I thought two of the people involved with the energy work that night had been people I'd known in that time.
Note: This is not to say they are part of the particular episode I describe. I do not see them there. But in keying in the old document, I suddenly wondered, to the point of getting chills, whether a third person that evening may have been part of this episode.
And no, it is not the warrior queen. Sorry! *g*
I have transcribed what I wrote back in 1985 as I wrote it, warts and all. Most things between [brackets] are clarifications that I added in 1985 as "myself" watching the scene again. There are a few clarifications made today, and they are so noted. The italicized subheads (Part I.... Part II... Part III) were also added today, to make it easier for any readers here to understand that I first wrote about what I saw in the dream/memory, then went off into a reflection on it, then returned to the same scene in meditation some time later.
What do I mean by "warts and all"?
Well, there are things in this story that disturb me -- things that I wish were not there. I don't care for my judgmental attitude, for one. But what bothers me most is a reference to child sexual abuse, and, for me, a very uncomfortable allusion to an act
I am expected to perform with the same child. But when? What is "soon" -- in a few months? A few years? I don't know, and I don't like it. I am hoping it is some time distant.