In my meditation I asked about situations where I seem to be in a different body and experiencing another existence from inside that body. I asked, ”Is it past life experiences or am I clicking in to other lives being lived concurrently?”
I was told:
“Concurrent lives in the Now Time may be past lives in Earth time.” Imagine a hand on an arm – there are five fingers. Wiggle one finger – that is you. Wiggle all five fingers – they are five different people. There is another arm attached to that body with five more fingers. Each one is a person. So, add more arms to this body. A body with ten arms, on each arm is five more fingers. Each finger is another person. That makes fifty people. The body can wiggle each of the fifty fingers concurrently, consciously and independently.”
After receiving this message I conclude that I am one person (or finger) of maybe fifty attached to a single source and I sometimes tap into the life of another “finger” on the same source. In other words, I just visit one of the other lives (“fingers”) belonging to the group, of which I am a part.
Visiting Concurrent Lives
As A Young Girl
Watching A Secret Ceremony, I was in a huge underground cavern. I was a female and very young and I knew that I should not be in this place because only males were allowed. There were huge pillars or stalagmites and I hid behind these. I could see and hear a gathering of many men all in white robes and chanting in deep sonorous voices, “Ah Te Oro, Ah Te Oro”. The mass of men was surrounding a raised dais with two white-robed men standing on it. The chanting went on for a long time and I had to stay hidden behind the stalagmites because I knew that there would be dire consequences if I was discovered.
As A Male Soldier
I was a male soldier. Someone said to me, “Mortack is a warrior, sir.” I was deciding where to re-locate some army things – stores and horses. I could see the surrounding area from the air – I don’t know whether I was flying or I was in some sort of vehicle. There was no noise and I had an uninterrupted view down to the earth. I seemed to know from up there, where there were caves under the ground. I was looking for a suitable site where there was protection in the event of an attack and also where it would be difficult to be found by the enemy.
I was on a balcony observing people as they were entering through a stone gateway like the gateway to a town or village. The only person I saw coming through the gateway was a girl. I said, “Let the girl go”. I had previously seen other people entering the town and I was waiting to apprehend them as they came through the gate.
In a later meditation I asked about the life I tapped into where I was in the military but I just finished up in another scene from a military life.
The place I was in had shelves set up like in a library, but all of the shelves were full of army supplies – boots, black helmets.
I asked:
- “Has everyone got all they need?”
- “Is it the best idea, living in tents?”
- “Are all of the Chinese fooled?”
I slipped into another existence and I was on a hill over-looking a village in a desert. There were small plots of land. Each one was surrounded by a stone fence and with a plain stone house inside the fence. A few people were moving about in the village. There was a person with me who was showing me around the village. They said to me, “There are still people taking everything they’ve got – killing and taking everything!” Then I popped back into consciousness.
Sometimes things don’t make sense. There are often words, especially names of objects, that I have never heard before and I have no idea what they are talking about. I am sometimes shown objects and someone describes how it works or demonstrates but on a conscious level I have no idea what the object is called or what it is used for.