BESTSELF™ ICEBREAKER | Exposed 12

WHICH HISTORICAL CHARACTER COULD YOU HAVE BEEN IN A PAST LIFE AND WHY?   

Well, if the mystics I’ve seen over the course of my life are to be believed, I would have been Queen Elizabeth I. Every single one of them - which means I’ve been told a total of six times - have said that I was once The Virgin Queen. There are a number of similarities in our personalities, astrological chart, and interest in all things woo. That said, there are an equal number of dissimilarities as I am no all-powerful monarch, have no interest in killing any member of my family for power, and have all of my own teeth. She did die as a result (in my belief) of a broken heart - I can hope that will not be my fate, but since I’ve lost my one and only love, I can’t see that being the case, after all, I’m still here.

I always find it interesting that no one ever tells you that in a past life you were a fisherman, a slave, a whore, a mason, a farmer, or any other regular person just trying to live a life.

Usually who you may have been shows up from life-to-life as a fear or phobia. Like a girlfriend of mine who is sure she was hanged as she has a thin pink line running along her neck which she regularly covers with scarves or jewellery. Or another friend who is sure she was burned alive (perhaps a witch?) as she has a paralyzing fear of fire and is sure she smells burning flesh all the time. I don’t have many irrational fears though recently I’ve noticed a couple becoming more pronounced as I get older.

I’ve always been afraid of water - ocean, lake, river, sea. I’m happy in a pool where I can see the bottom and have some “control” but not being able to see/touch the bottom while knowing that I share the environment with creatures I can’t see? Pass the smelling salts! During a recent trip to the Caribbean I didn’t venture too far from shore even though I could see to the bottom. It didn’t help that everyone was talking about shark sightings!

I have an increasingly uncomfortable sense of claustrophobia which is something new for me. The first time I noticed it was early in the pandemic when I went in for an MRI. I had to wear my N95 mask and every few minutes hold my breath for an undisclosed amount of time. I was increasingly uncomfortable and then terrified, in that tube, for close to an hour. Just as I was starting to full-on panic, the technician slid out the carriage and I was relieved to stretch and see around me. Ever since, I’ve had some terrible dreams, wake-up-in-a-cold-sweat dreams, of me being buried alive, drowning, stuck in a tube, being crushed under immense weight, and many other gruesome life-ending experiences. A couple of months ago by way of a friend’s feed, I saw a photo of how slaves were shipped from Africa to America and I quite literally couldn’t catch my breath, the memory was so vivid and true, I was overwhelmed. Just writing that down has brought a sense of panic to the middle of my chest and I’m having a hard time breathing.

I believe your soul brings memory of sensation, feeling, intuition, from life-to-life. I don’t know what my memories reveal, and/or if they belong to a famous historical figure, but they are distinctly and increasingly uncomfortable - if I can work through to be rid of them and not drag them into another lifetime that is the only gift I’d like to give to my future self.

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