A past life of Titanic proportions
The following blog has been written with the explicit approval of the lady whose session this pertains to.
I met this lady last year (wow… it seems time really does fly) and she wanted help with her spiritual journey, wanting to know where she goes from here. I found her to be very intuitive right from the outset and had a feeling this session would be profound! I was not wrong…..
As she was taken under hypnosis she found herself surrounded by the colour pink which then turned to blue and felt cold. She saw what looked like a canal and lots of people. At this particular moment everything she was viewing was in black and white however she became aware she was wearing a pink hat, a lady in her 30’s… but the rest of the scene was monotone in colour… her dress was long to her ankles and she described how she was observing people walking onto The Titanic. The smell of smoke filled the air and the excitement and anticipation of the travellers was palpable. She was very affluent she confirmed and was very VERY much looking forward to her trip to America.
As she joined the ship I asked about her surroundings. She described the beautiful crockery and the grand dining room adorned with caviar and champagne. Going to her room she led me through the interior across a brown wooden floor to a stunning four poster bed. She discussed in awe the sound of the engines and how they were extremely loud even if you happened to be nowhere near the engine room.
An inquisitive and somewhat mischievous soul, venturing down to a place not open to visitors (the engine room), she stood on a balcony and described watching men work on a piston style of engine. Because she wasn’t supposed to be there she quickly moved on and narrated details as she walked through the ships corridors, telling me about the floors and the beautiful decor. It was time to move her on and what followed came as quite a shock….
She was just in a flood of panic, crying hysterically to the point she found it difficult to formulate her words. I calmed her down from the horrified state she was in, and told her to disassociate from the body of this lady in that lifetime and watch as an observer if she needed to. She quickly calmed down and told me that the ship was sinking. It was such a strong connection to this lifetime that she would periodically go back into the situation and tense up again, each time I was reminding her that she was safe. She described the panic and pandemonium around her. Lifeboats were being lowered into the water and she described how everyone was exasperated with fear…. There aren’t enough lifeboats!!!! She scanned the scene to find a young girl alone with nobody to help her and it made her cry. Unlike herself, this young girl was not of stature and poorly dressed. Pulling her onto the lifeboat with her she told me how this lifeboat was full of women and children, the man lowering the boat into the water being the only exception.
It was freezing cold and as the lifeboat moved away from the ship she cried in sorrow for all of the people she saw in the water, unable to fathom how cold they must be. Wanting to help, she was deterred by the man on the lifeboat who refused to go back. He reasoned with her that if they went back and collected those who had jumped off the ship their boat would not take the strain of the weight and they would surely sink themselves. Her anguish was visible as she cried, telling me that those people were going to die if they didn’t get help.
Fortunately another large ship that looked similar to the Titanic did eventually arrive and had rescued people from the water. Because of her insistence with wanting to help, she had encouraged the man from her lifeboat to go back afterwards to pick up other survivors from the water. She said that the little girl she had helped had been taken somewhere else…. she was worried about her.
As we moved on to another important day in the life of this lady, she found herself standing in front of a microphone addressing thousands of people. Confident in her approach, she said she had to try and make a difference and get more important people to listen to her so mistakes would not be made again. On questioning deeper into the subject matter she was unable to work out the details of her plight, only that she needed to resolve something very important.
Moving on again, she found herself at a banquet, standing around a very long wooden table, describing how she could actually smell the wood. Wearing a cream dress and yet again a pink bonnet, she talked about how the table was full of very extravagant food. This was a business meeting that she had attended with her husband and a situation she abhorred. She mentioned discussing the French and it not being a particularly complimentary conversation. This quickly led on to another speech in front of a crowd… this time only around 100 people. An older lady now, she wore a blouse and slacks, here with a deep knowing she was here fighting for justice but she couldn’t quite put her finger on the full details again.
As we moved on she was now very old and found herself in a little cottage with a quaint interior. She told me how her husband had died quite a long time ago and when I asked how he had died she laughed and said, “Well, he just stopped breathing”. Although a nice man, she did not miss all of the entertaining duties she had been expected to do during their marriage. As we transitioned to her last breath in this lifetime, she floated away from her body towards a bright light. Feeling comfortable despite being alone she was faced with a film flashing before her eyes in black and white… so fast she was unable to see properly what was on the negatives and she offered she had no idea why she was seeing it when I enquired. Asking the purpose of this life, she shared that it was to help people less fortunate than herself and the lesson was to never give up… no matter what adversities you face in life.
We then moved to the Akashic Records. She looked in wonderment at two big steel gates and at first believed she was unable to go through them, however they slowly began to open for her. Inside was a corridor and as she walked down it she came upon a huge staircase. It was so big, she said, that 5 people could easily walk up it standing side by side. The staircase was made of white marble and went up and up onto different floors. As she ascended, reaching the top, I asked her what she wanted to do here. Pausing for a moment in contemplation, she wanted to go straight back down. When questioning why, she said she didn’t want to look at anything here…. she didn’t want to know and so proceeded to retrace her steps back down the staircase. At the bottom a burgundy and gold book caught her eye. Asking what was in the book she described the pages as very very thin, almost like tracing paper however the pages inside were blank. I asked why they were blank and becoming very emotional she told me that the book was for her to write in and she needed to help change the world. This is the reason she is here! This left her temporarily overwhelmed at the prospect. Asking her was she alone in this structure, she described two men who looked like goblins. They wore black trousers and green jackets and were the keepers, opening and closing the gates when required.
As we moved on from these extraordinary experiences to the Higher Self, she was told that the life on the Titanic was to show her resilience and no matter what happens in life she is to remember how resilient she is and how beautiful and strong her soul is. She needs to listen to her intuition more as she is always being sent messages and synchronicities. She is to pay more attention and have more confidence … why does she not believe things that deep down she clearly knows? The Higher Self then went on to answer her questions with such beautiful and eloquent insight that it was a pleasure to be present and be able to hear it all.
Speaking to this lady only a few days ago she told me that since having the session with me it has unlocked so much within her. She knows the pink that featured so heavily in the beginning of the life and the colour of her bonnet signified an important modality she needed to learn, balancing out her feminine and masculine energies. The little girl she saved on the Titanic?… she believes is a family member, and the session helped her retrieve details from her soul family which led onto her being able to see the wisdom from yet another past life.
A truly remarkable lady with a truly remarkable past. Where have you lived throughout history, and what secrets are waiting to unfold for you? ❤️
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