I was hemming a top yesterday, after I cut it off to make it shorter to hang better with a cardigan.  When I turned it over and saw the small stiches, I was immediately taken back to childhood.  A wave of love washed over me, and I had to stop for a moment.  Those hand stitches reminded me of my Mom and her loving care as she made 21 dresses each summer for 3 little girls. Later, she would make polyester pantsuits (in the ‘70’s) and later hot pants!  She made church dresses and graduation outfits and prom dresses.  She even made bridesmaid dresses for my sister’s wedding and two of my weddings. 

My mom and I haven’t always had a good relationship.  As the oldest of three girls, I was the rebel. She said that even as a little girl, I always asked “Why?”  I always challenged her and just about everything!  When Dan Brown’s DaVinci Code came out and she read it, she called me to say that when I was really little, I asked, “Mama, is Mary Magdalene Jesus’s girlfriend?” As a Southern Baptist, she considered such talk blasphemous. 

We argued a lot. I acted out a lot.  I got spanked a lot.  I got my mouth washed out with soap a lot. Yet, she made me 7 dresses every summer, just as she did for my two sisters.

I went to college and lived at home, so any time I was late or caught with alcohol on my breath, I was in BIG trouble.  It happened quite a bit, I’ll admit.

Do you understand that my mom and I weren’t close? So, when I saw those stitches and felt the wave of love pour over me, I better understood that she SHOWED her love in those stitches.  

In the loving care that went into each little school dress and later special dresses and outfits for precious occasions.   

And so those stitches remind me of Love.  Love that was hard for her to show me, but now I know that it was there . . .

 

A prior client and Reiki student contacted me for a past life reading last week.  She was currently struggling with shingles, yet she was determined to reopen her healing arts practice.  On the day of the reading, she wrote me to say that the pain was quite severe and asked if I would do the reading and send her the recording.

This was a unique request, so I ask my Guides and Angels and received a resounding “Yes!”

I set up my recorder and shuffled the cards.  I did the reading, as if the client was on the other end of the phone.  Rather than pausing for comments or questions, I channeled the reading nonstop from start to finish. I used my current favorite deck:  The Light Seer's Tarot. 

The reading was clear and concise.  The woman had been a young woman in Africa who had been shunned by her family for being “different.” She was adopted by another family, the patriarch of which was a town elder and a type of medicine man.

He taught her many things during her life and she taught him about Nature and the trees and healing people from the land. The young woman would spend hours in nature, sitting with her back against a tree, meditating and communing with Nature.   

It was an amazing reading and when I heard from the client later, she shared that she had always loved trees:  talking to trees, sitting with trees, listening to trees!

With some of the other information that was shared about that life in Africa so long ago, she now knows that she can use the talents, skills and qualities of that woman to help build her healing arts practice.

What can you learn from one of YOUR past lives to help and support you now?

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