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chakrasI don’t know about you but when I hear the words “sixth sense” I always think about that movie in which those words “I see dead people” was made famous. But what is the sixth sense? The ability to see dead people? I think it’s more involved…more complex than that. Really, our sixth sense is often called “gut instinct” or “intuition”. It’s the feeling you get when someone is staring at you even though you don’t see anyone staring at you. It’s the feeling you get when you turn down a street that looks innocent enough and yet your gut is saying…turn around!! And when you ignore it, you are suddenly in a neighborhood surrounded by ruffians all wondering what the hell you think you are doing passing through THEIR turf! It’s the feeling you get when you KNOW something is wrong BEFORE the phone rings bringing bad news. So are you getting the gist of it? Most of you already know this…those of you that regularly read my blog anyway. More than likely you read the stuff I write because you are interested in spiritual matters.

The sixth sense we possess is our connection to the spiritual realm…to that of the “unseen” and the unsubstantiated. The things we get from our sixth sense are not often detected by our other five senses…our sight, our smell, our touch, our hearing, or our taste. When our sixth sense is activated, it is often felt in our solar plexus (which is also known in Eastern spiritual traditions as one of the seven Chakra locations present within the body (see image at beginning of this post). Because of its location, we often call it our “gut instinct”. We feel fear, anxiety, a heightened state of alert  – or heightened feelings of any emotion really – right there within the solar plexus…our gut. Fluttery feelings might be the first thing you notice…or a tightening. God has given us all we need to survive in this very difficult world…our sixth sense is a HUGE part of that survival!!

I find it interesting that so many of us ignore or don’t give much credit to our sixth sense. If any of us were to look back on situations where we “knew” or “felt” we SHOULDN’T have done something or SHOULD have done something but ignored the feeling and came to regret it…well, that was the sixth sense at work. When it’s ignored, we are not going to experience the BEST-for-our-own-good result. Our sixth sense is meant to HELP us…to make our life EASIER or BETTER in someway. It is not going to lead us down a bad road or encourage a bad decision.

The problem we have with the sixth sense is our Ego – that part of our personality that pretty much runs our life. Don’t get me wrong…we need our Ego in order to function in this world…but we shouldn’t let the Ego RUN OUR LIFE. The Ego is one of our major life challenges…it is the one thing we must learn to tame and yet often it is allowed to intensify and grow stronger! The Ego often overpowers the “gut instincts” and those “feelings” you get that you can’t explain but bug you anyway. Our Ego will tell us that we can’t trust our “gut”, that we must go with logic and leave those silly, unsubstantiated feelings out of the equation! Truly, I think a major lesson we humans must learn is to calm the Ego to a point that we can operate more from our spiritual centers (those 7 Chakras I just mentioned!). I think those who achieve this…the taming of the Ego (from which fear, anxiety, uncertainty and the like abide) will achieve a life that Jesus tried to convince us we were capable of living! Now I ask you…did Jesus overcome his Ego or what? And for those who don’t believe in Jesus…what about Buddha? Or Mother Theresa? Or Gandhi? You get the idea, I think.

It was my sixth sense that got me through those years in that haunted house I lived in. For children, the Ego is in infancy…it acts as mental reasoning and logic based on input from the five senses. It’s quite a necessary part of children because they don’t understand their gut instincts or intuitive feelings. When I was young and living in that haunted house, my Ego created a lot of fear for me. Remember…the Ego perpetuates that particular emotion. The Ego will pitch itself against anything we are getting from our sixth sense and often, especially as children, we go with the Ego. It’s a major hurdle to overcome when entering the consciousness we call “life”.

I sensed in that drafty old farm house, a PRESENCE. I couldn’t see it but I FELT it and it’s the most unnerving thing to experience! I often knew when they were around before anything concrete happened. They moved things, they shook things, they bothered the animals, they made the house cold, they made odd sounds, they opened and closed doors and perhaps most annoying of all…they HID things! Yeah, they were pretty active at times! But I learned to combat my fear to some extent with prayer.

When I was seven, I became friends with Lori and her family was very involved in the Catholic church. Although I remember my parents holding Sunday School for a time in my younger years, I hadn’t had much exposure to biblical teachings. Through my friend Lori, I learned about God and Jesus. As I grew up, I often went to church with Lori and her family and eventually was baptized a Catholic when I was eighteen. Lori and I liked to read bits of the bible and then get into deep discussions about our thoughts on what we read. We were fascinated by Jesus and all his miracles. She gave me a bible that had all of Jesus’ sayings outlined in red and I read every one of them! Thanks to my friendship with Lori, I was given the means to protect myself against the negative entities existing within that farm house! I prayed for God’s protection every time I felt them near and always, I was protected. Nothing bad ever happened to me or my family. That doesn’t mean they didn’t affect us or raise a bit of havoc. There were times when there was a lot of anger in our home and I think negative energy from the spirits residing there affected us emotionally. There were periods, for whatever reason, when the spirits were absent and it was always during these periods that we had the most joyful moments of our time there!

As I grew older and began to read more on Chakras and our power as spiritual beings, I have learned to overcome much of my fear. It is the one single emotion that we all experience and the one emotion we must all learn to conquer in our journey to become again the enlightened beings we once were. I could be wrong and way off base here but it is my belief that we…those of us living in this physical world…are the fallen angels spoken of in the bible. Our Egos have cut us off from our connection to God (some more so than others!) and we have forgotten who we really, truly are. We have forgotten that we are all the spiritual children of God, capable of great things (and NONE of it negative in any way!!!). And if you are thinking…no, we are NOT capable in any capacity to that which God can achieve, then that’s your Ego talking!! Yes, yes, I know…it could very well be MY ego believing such a thing. But here’s the kicker…the Ego houses and perpetuates fear, anxiety, uncertainty and the like…God does not! So why would my Ego tell me I am capable of doing something that would end up taming it once and for all? Now, just because I BELIEVE that doesn’t mean that I’ve ACHIEVED enlightenment! That’s another challenge we have to overcome…learning to accept, without a shadow of a doubt, the things we believe in. That’s where the “faith the size of a mustard seed” comes into play! If only our Egos would stop making us doubt! Dang it.

Life is a constant challenge. But I really think the harder it gets, the more God is trying to help us! An odd statement I know but let’s think about it for a minute. When is it that we learn the most and come out all the better for the experience? When we overcome an adversity in some way…when we solve a problem, when we vanquish negativity. I have traveled down some bumpy roads in life, let me tell you! I’ve had several bad relationships and dealt with some nasty situations involving family, friends, acquaintances and coworkers and I got through it all relatively unscathed. Most importantly, I LEARNED something from every situation and experience! I am today, as we all are right this very minute, the sum total of all that I have lived and experienced. In the end, it comes down to this…how we REACT to life situations determines how well we have learned a particular lesson and will then determine how well we live and prosper. If life for you is tough and unbearable, then there are lessons facing you that must be learned…try if you can to figure out what the lesson could possibly be and then ask for guidance on solving the problem (the angels…our spiritual guides, are always ready and willing to assist if you but ASK!).

Another thing we must do is protect ourselves from negative energy forces out to attack us. People will often come into our lives that mean absolutely NO GOOD for us. They mean to do harm in some way and you must learn to protect yourself from these kinds of people. They are a necessary evil…another lesson to learn!! It’s endless, these life lessons (and I’m heaving a huge sigh here!!).

spiritual energyNot long ago I had a dream (which I believe is another way for our spiritual self…our soul…to communicate with us) about an evil entity that was attacking my home. The entity was very bad and it meant us (me and my family) harm. I was not afraid of this entity but I was upset with it for coming into my home and causing disruption. Instead of cringing in fear or fighting back with anger, I decided to vanquish it from my home. I did this with prayer. I  asked for God’s protection and imagined God’s loving light…his glowing energy field of impenetrable protection…surrounding our home and my family. The negative energy grew strong with anger and tried to attack me. I drew from within me this incredible energy and with God’s help…we pushed the evil away. When I woke up, I couldn’t help but wonder why I would have a dream like that…profound and emotional though it was. Not a few days later, a negative person who has been slowly growing his evil towards us began his attack. Although my Ego initially took charge and I struck out with anger (which is very much a part of our Ego!), the only thing I achieved was increasing the attack against me (negative energy fighting negative energy only BUILDS more negative energy!! Please remember that!!). Once I managed to calm myself down, I immediately thought of my dream and realized that it was a warning and a solution to what was now occurring. So I calmed down and prayed for protection, trusting God to keep us safe from harm. I envisioned my home and my family as encased in God’s protective light and the evil receded. The picture to the left is the energy field that surrounds us…it is also called an aura! This energy field can be expanded to include whatever you choose to protect!

The only way to fight evil is WITH GOD. We cannot do it alone and we cannot do it with evil deeds of our own. It’s a tough lesson for our society today because everyone seems to be attacking everyone else!! It seems our Egos are growing stronger. But fear not! There’s a strong spiritual community growing among us. Right now it seems the scales are tipped toward Ego’s favor. You know that saying – “power corrupts”? I think it should be expanded on – “Egos growing in power corrupts absolutely!!

You know…I truly believe that those who give in to their Ego are aware of their “guts” telling them they are wrong to do or act or say or think what they do, but they ignore it. They dismiss it and try to close their minds to it. This is why our sixth sense is so important! We must learn to become more in tune with it…we must learn to trust it and recognize what it is trying to tell us. Our sixth sense is our one special gift from God. It is given to us to help us survive this often cruel, unforgiving world. It is God’s way of helping us learn our life lessons so that our souls may once again truly remember who we are…part of God – beautiful loving spiritual beings!!

So tell me…what do you think about all this? Have you had an experience with your “gut feelings” that you ignored and then wished you hadn’t? Have you ever “felt” something was about although you couldn’t see it? Are you going through tough times and dealing with negative people? How are you handling it? What are you learning? Please share!!

Until next time, many wonderful blessings to all and Peace Out!!!

Reincarnation or Freaky Coincidence?

Things happen to us and through those things, we learn.  We become enlightened.  Or we don’t.  In any case, whether we want to or not, most of us “live and learn”.  I look back on my life and clearly see how certain events led me to believe some of the things that I believe.

For instance.  I lived in a haunted house, I learned about ghosts and then I learned about life after death and “the great hereafter”.  While learning all about that, I was introduced to the idea of reincarnation and past lives.  What a concept!  Actually, at one time many years ago, a majority of religions and most of the population believed in reincarnation.  But church politics and all that eventually led to many religions shunning the concept.  Some even banned the mention of it and to do so was considered heresy!  Now, thankfully, we are in an age where just about anything goes and you can no longer be condemned to life in eternal hell for thinking that something like reincarnation is possible.  So, lets go with it for the moment and say that it’s a fact.  Such a thing means that we all have lived before, in another life, as a different person.  We may have interacted with each other in a past life!  And if not, maybe we’ll interact in the next one!  Although, if you are reading my blog, then technically we are interacting.  But anyway.  I have believed in reincarnation since learning about it at the ripe old age of fourteen.  I have also wondered if animals get reincarnated?

I’ve been blogging about living in a haunted house and about my little dog Tippy who could sense when the spirits were around and alert us.  He was also tormented by them.  Maybe they were just playing around but poor little Tippy was not amused by their antics.  See my previous posts if you are wondering in what way the spirits interacted with my dog.  This post is about my thoughts on reincarnation and why I believe in it.

I was about fourteen when I started having very vivid dreams about events that would then occur the very next day…exactly as I dreamed it.  One night I dreamed that Tippy was hit by a blue car.  I also saw him run out from under the car and continue to the house so I knew that the car did not kill him.  I was quite relieved by that but also horrified at the thought of Tippy getting hurt.  I loved that dog with all my heart.  He was my little companion, my friend, my playmate and my protector.  I thought (and still do!) he was the best dog in the world.  I worried about him all the next day and I prayed and prayed that the dream did not come true.

When I got off the school bus, however, and saw my mom standing in the doorway to the house, I knew.  I just knew and my heart started pounding.  This post is going to be hard for me because even now, I still grieve over the loss of that brave, friendly, loving little dog.  Tippy had chased another dog across the road. My mom went out to call him back and of course, he came running to her just as another car decided to drive by.  Tippy was hit but he did come out from under the car and run to my mother.  She picked him up and carried him in the house but he was hurt pretty bad.  When I went in to see him, he was laying on the rug by the stove.  He picked his head up and looked at me, excited that I was home and happy to see me despite his pain.  I lay beside him and patted him gently and prayed and prayed.  I am going to say here…in the ONE area God has continuously failed me, it is in the protection of my animals.  I don’t understand why and I hope someday that I will.

When Tippy was just a few weeks old, his mother refused to feed him so we got him very young.  I became like a mother to him and our relationship cemented into a solid one.  One day when Tippy was only a couple months old, I started singing the song “How Much is That Doggy in the Window”.  Tippy joined in with enthusiastic howling.  I couldn’t believe it and ran to show my mother our wonderful dog’s new trick.  So after that, we sang that song often and Tippy immediately pitched in singing along with us … every single time.  He would tilt his little nose up to the air and howl away.  It amused people.  It amused us.  And as I lay with Tippy on that last day, I sang that song softly and he sang along with me. It broke my heart.  He lay there hurting and yet he still wanted to sing with me.

It soon became clear that Tippy was suffering from internal injuries and my parents decided to take him to a veterinary clinic.  A few hours later, the vet called to say that Tippy went into shock and died.  It was, and still is, one of the saddest days of my life.  There are some animals that impact our lives so much that the loss of them is great indeed.  A huge gaping hole was torn into my chest and I thought I would never feel happiness again.

On the night Tippy died, his mother (a toy poodle named Baby) gave birth to another litter of pups (also fathered by Tippy’s sire Bambie, a chihuahua).  One of the pups looked just like Tippy … black with a small white diamond on the front of his chest.   Baby belonged to my aunt and she saved the Tippy look-a-like for us. So, a few weeks later, Buttons joined our family.  I still grieved over the loss of Tippy but I took to Buttons right away.  And one day, not long after we got him, I held him in my arms and started to sing “How Much is That Doggy in the Window” and guess what?  Buttons tilted his little head up and began to howl right along with me.  Just like that.  No training involved.  Oh how I cried over that because I believed that Tippy had found his way back to me.  His spirit had left his broken little body and entered into a new one.  People may say that it is a coincidence.  And I say this, what exactly is a coincidence?  Honestly, I don’t buy things being a “chance” thing.  Everything that happens is by design (God’s design) and everything happens for a purpose.  God’s purpose.  I don’t know why God had to take Tippy away and then give him back through Buttons, but I accepted it and I was ever so grateful.

When Buttons came into my life, I was just starting to learn about reincarnation from a book I picked up at school (purely “by chance”) and the incident with Tippy/Buttons cemented the whole idea for me.  It was something I just accepted.  And then about ten years later, something else would occur in my life to cement it further.  If such a thing is possible…cementing something further?

A year after I graduated from high school, I still hadn’t found a job and I was hankering to travel.  So I decided one day to join the Air Force.  I asked an aunt (I have a lot of aunts!) to take me to see a recruiter and I signed up that very day.  The military took up quite a bit of my time and so all my paranormal and supernatural studies fell to the wayside.  I got married three short months after joining the military and 15 months later, I had a son.  When my son was six months old, the military sent me and my husband to Korea.  I had to leave my child for a whole agonizing year.  The day we parted ways at the airport and my mom took him from my arms (he stayed with my parents during that horrible year), was the day I found out what it meant to have your heart ripped from your body.  It was awful.  Worse than that.  But a year later, I came back to him and we reconnected, rebuilt that mother/son bond.  My son’s father and I split up, however, and my son, Wes, lived with me.  I remember those first few months back with Wes were fascinating for me because he was an amusing little kid.  Let me tell you.  He talked quite well for one so young and that was probably because my mother was constantly telling him stories.  His favorite was “The Three Bears”.

Then one day, my two year old son comes to me in the kitchen.  I am making dinner.  Wes tugs on my shirt.  “Mommy,” he says, “where is my wife?”  I stopped what I was doing and looked down at him.  I didn’t think he even knew what a wife was!  “Your wife?  What wife, Wes?” I ask him.  And he shakes his little blond head, his eyes looking all confused and says, “You know, when I was a man and I had a wife?  Where is she?  I miss her!”  That totally blew me away.  Before I could respond, Wes walked into the living room, crawled up on the couch and cried quietly.  I followed him and sat down beside him.  “Why are you crying?”  He gives me the saddest look.  “Where is my wife?  I miss her so much.”  I tried to be logical with him.  “But you are just a little boy, Wes, you can’t have a wife until you are big.”  And he immediately shakes his head.  “No, remember?  When I was a man?  And I had a wife?”  He would speak no more about it.

And then not long after that, we are driving down a country road and Wes suddenly perks up.  He is sitting in his car seat next to me (I know, I know, he should have been in the back seat but the day before he choked on something and I had to pull the car over, jump out and run around to his side and help him.  The whole incident scared me so on this day, I had him in the front seat beside me.  I figured if he was going to choke again, I was going to be close at hand to help him).  So as I was saying before I interrupted myself, Wes perks up and begins to look excited.  “Mommy!  This is where I was driving when I was a man!”  I go along with it.  “You were driving on this road when you were a man?”  He shakes his head enthusiastically.  He was just so excited.   “I was driving the truck and my wife was riding with me.”  Then his face fell.  “Another car hitted us and we crashed.” (I’m marveling that he understands the concept of car crashes at 2 years old and that he’s bringing up his wife again!)  His eyes filled with tears.  “Where is my wife? I miss her.”  I asked more questions and Wes answered some of them.  He remembered being a man and getting married.  He remembered having a wife and that he drove a truck.  He remembered another car hitting them and that he died and became a little boy!  I thought to myself, wow, Wes is truly remembering a past life.  I’ve read in books covering this subject that young children can access memories of their previous lives and here, I believe, was proof of that.

It was around this same time frame that I was tucking Wes into bed one night when he suddenly looked very sad.  His little hands cupped my face and his serious brown eyes stared right into mine.  “Mommy, I don’t want to die again.  I don’t like it when that happens.”  It tugged at my heart because he looked like a little angel lying there staring at me with love.  He was happy to be with me and didn’t want to lose that.  I told him that he wouldn’t die again for a very, very long time.  Not until he was very, very old.  “Good,” he says, “cause I don’t like being dead.”  And he went to sleep.  Now I ask you, how often do two year old kids talk like that?

Because Wes was always talking about being a man and the things he used to do as one, it freaked out my friends.  They told me I had a weird son.  As a result, I had to keep the little guy close to me so that I could steer him clear of topics that I knew might make people uncomfortable.  But one day while at a party my duty section put on for us troops and our families, I lost track of Wes.  He was four years old at the time.  I finally saw him talking in great animation to my boss who was listening with rapt attention.  I could only imagine what Wes was telling him and I rushed over to end the conversation.  What was my boss going to think of my freaky son who used to be a man?  As soon as I reached the table, my boss looked at me and said, “Deb, you didn’t tell me that your son was a pilot in the Korean war!  He’s telling me all about the time he got shot down.”  Then he wanted to know how it was that a four year old boy knew so much about aerial dog fights and the Korean war!  I couldn’t answer that because I did not watch war movies and I certainly didn’t let Wes watch them.  Besides, we were living in Germany at the time and didn’t even have access to American television (we didn’t understand German so we just didn’t watch TV).  Wes looked at me and said in his matter-of-fact voice, “You know, when I was a man and I flew the airplanes?”  Here we went again with the “when I was a man” stories!!  There was the awkward moment one day when Wes wanted to know why he had to be little again?  He didn’t much like it.  That did give me a bit of a laugh.

Eventually Wes stopped asking about his wife and stopped talking about “when he was a man”.  He doesn’t remember any of it now.  But I haven’t forgotten.

Before I close out this blog, I want to share a dream I had one night.  I was living in Italy at the time and going through another “spiritual awakening” phase.  I dreamed an entire lifetime in one night.  I was a baby, and then a toddler, and then a kid, a teenager, a young adult.  I got married, I had kids and then grandkids.  I got old and then I was laying in a bed with my family surrounding me.  They were all so sad and I knew it was time to die.  I felt content and at peace.  I had lived a good life.  I closed my eyes and died.  I was dead for a brief moment and the idea of it startled me awake.  As I lay there, gasping for breath and my heart pounding, it took me a moment to reacquaint myself to this life.  It was really hard to shake off all the feelings I had about the other one!  I tell you, it was one of the most bizarre dreams I’ve ever had and believe me, I’ve had some doozies!

I can’t tell you for a fact that there is such a thing as reincarnation but it is one of the beliefs I’ve come to accept.  In the end, it isn’t going to matter if we believe or not.  If it is a fact, then we’ll all be back again to ponder over it.

Any thoughts?  Have any of you experienced a memory of another life or know someone who did?  I’d love to hear your story!

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