Before opening the Akashic book of life, a vision already presented itself to me. I saw a dirt road full of fallen leaves from huge cedar trees along the sidewalk. At the end of it, I saw a man wearing black, holding a tophat who seemed happy and content. He had all the abundance he wanted and I saw him walking with a lonely smile on his face. Then the page turned and I saw him on his desk surrounded by his library of books. He was writing a letter. He felt that he already accomplished what he needed in his lifetime. Then another flash, I saw him hanging on a tree. There, I realized, he took his life away.
“Is this past life mine?”, I asked myself. I am not sure. It could be one of the past lives of my classmates I might have channeled since we’re all accessing the Akash at that time. Or it could be mine. One thing I am sure of is that there’s a message here why it was shown to me.
I continued with my Akashic meditation and finally reached the chamber of the Book of Life. This time I asked the Akashic what past lives I still needed healing. As I touched the book, I was transported to a place where people greet each other by touching their foreheads. It was a very solemn gesture. The people there were clothed in robes of orange and red. I was part of a very religious/spiritual community and I was part of those who held a high position. However, the me of then had his heart in a space of envy, jealousy, and hatred. He was envious of the people around him and he was always questioning the authenticity of people’s action. Though he was following his religion’s lifestyle and doctrine, he still came from a place of hate and anger.
Time flew and my past self had old age etched on his skin. He was sitting on the top of a cliff surrounded by nature, contemplating his life and if it had meaning. He had regrets about how he spent his life and how at that moment, he was alone. He never had a chance to form authentic bonds and he was left with no one. He knew he won’t achieve enlightenment and his soul will begin another journey again to relearn and relive the life he wasn’t able to. The last thing I heard was birds chirping around him. He looking at the blue cloudless sky asking for deliverance from his past actions.
As his soul fragment, I touched his forehead with mine. I was coming from a place of love and compassion and told him that he’s been forgiven. I activated the Seraphim Blueprint and Reiki Energy healing to heal his soul right about the time my mentor closed the Akashic Book of Records.
After the session, I realized how the two visions are interconnected. Both of them are telling me about how appearances and facades are more important to us than to what’s really happening inside. The man with the tophat, though successful and abundant in the eyes of many, lost his reason to live, lost his fire. My past self, though following his religious tradition and lifestyle, lived in a space of anger, envy, jealousy, and inauthenticity. They never really confronted the darkness within and let it become a monster within them until it ate them. They never knew love.
I believe today, there are still fragments of these pitfalls in most of us. Like how devout religious followers are using their religion to spread hate and discrimination to others. And how individuals who claim that they are spiritual but haven’t really confronted their shadows within. No amount of prayers, crystals, oils, rituals, and Sunday masses will work if these are just being used for appearances, if you really haven’t started yet from within.
