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Zora 5/17/2011 9:34:15 AM
Karmic Badges
“We live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality. We are that reality. When you understand this, you see that you are nothing, and being nothing, you are everything. That is all.” ~Chrisel Kalu Rinpoche
I came across an interesting website a few months ago. It had an article called "Karmic Badges". The article described how birthmarks and moles can be signs from a past life about things that happened to you and you carry them forward with you into this life. Since I have a huge birthmark on my neck, I asked my spirit guide, Dinahh, whether it has any significance from one of my past lives ...
Not long after that, I had an incredible vision with Dinahh's help. Like other visions I've had, this one, too, came to me in that twilight area just before drifting off to sleep, when my mind is turned off and I'm in the silence.
I've learned that a vision is different from a dream. In a dream, you just are wherever you are, with whomever you're with, and wherever in your dream you are. There's always an ethereal quality to a dream. With a vision, first your blackness in the twilight area changes. The edges begin to sharpen, while a swirling and light blue fog fills the whole area behind your eyelids. Then as this fog dissipates, you can clearly and vividly see. Also in a vision, you can hear sounds, smell scents, and also feel pain.
In this vision, I saw a woman with long raven-black hair on a reddish-brown horse. They were galloping full-speed down a dusty dirt road through a forest. Her long white dress was billowed by the wind and stretched out in the air behind her, as was her long black hair. Suddenly, something ran out into the road, directly in front of the horse and he reared up and cried out in terror.
When the woman was thrown to the ground, I instantly knew the woman had been me. This was more than a scene in a dream -- this was a vivid memory that I was remembering. I knew with certainty what was about to happen and I steeled myself for the attack of the wolf. When the attack came, I again felt the horrific pain as he tore my throat open. I also knew before I looked down, that I would see my white dress drenched in my own blood.
When the twilight darkness of pre-sleep returned, my spirit guide, Dinahh, was there as he most often appears to me now -- a glowing orb. He told me the large brown birthmark I wore on my neck since birth was a mark I carried here with me from the past life I had remembered. He explained that along with our becoming aware, we have the ability to remember the beings we really are, through however many past lives we've lived.
"Good, Zora, you have remembered. That is very good. I will leave you now."
I again thanked Dinahh and, as he left, I sat up, unable to go back to sleep because of the powerful memory I had relived. Then I remembered something else. Dinahh had called me ... Zora.
