What is the absolute strangest thing that you have ever seen that no one else could POSSIBLY beleive?

Here's my unbelievable story.

When I was in my early 20s and lived on Oahu with my sister, we liked to go hiking. Not on any established trails, we'd just pick a likely-looking spot of woods and start exploring.

One day we decided to explore part of the mountains a mile or two from our house. After hiking uphill through the woods for a couple of hours, we came upon three stone cairns. They were good-sized, maybe about 6-7 feet long, 5 feet wide at the base, 5-6 feet high. And they were OLD. They were covered with vines and leaf moss, and just had that worn look that very old stone gets.

We figured they were old burial cairns. We stood and looked at them for a few minutes, then without really knowing why, I put my hands together and bowed as a sign of respect. My sister did the same. Then we circled around them and kept hiking.

Fast forward a few more hours. We were starting to reach an area that would have been too steep to go much farther, and we realized that we had lost track of the time and the sun was setting behind the mountains. Well, we were screwed little idiots, we had nothing with us, not even a flashlight. We started heading down as fast as we could, but the dark caught up to us. Just before the light went away completely, we started to hold hands so we wouldn't lose each other.

Now, this was no place to be lost in the dark! We'd passed several crevasses and cliffs that would kill you if you fell off, and it was literally so dark in those woods that I couldn't see my own hand in front of my face. We were scared, for sure, and didn't know what to do.

Then suddenly, my sister starts walking and leading me down the mountain. I figured her eyes had adjusted and she could somehow see better than I could, so I just trusted her and let her lead. Her pace never faltered, she kept walking steadily and ended up leading us out of the woods exactly where we'd gone in.

I let out a big sigh and told her I was SO glad she was able to see enough to get us down. Then she turned to me and her face was white. She said, "I couldn't see a thing! Someone else took my other hand and started leading me! I was so scared I just closed my eyes and followed!" She said whatever took her hand had let go just as we stepped out of the woods.

We never went back to that spot. I left the islands more than 20 years ago, but I'd like to find it again, someday. Just to say thank you.

Sandi. I have always been very drawn to Siberian shamanism. Could you check it out. Thanks.

Here's my unbelievable story.

When I was in my early 20s and lived on Oahu with my sister, we liked to go hiking. Not on any established trails, we'd just pick a likely-looking spot of woods and start exploring.

One day we decided to explore part of the mountains a mile or two from our house. After hiking uphill through the woods for a couple of hours, we came upon three stone cairns. They were good-sized, maybe about 6-7 feet long, 5 feet wide at the base, 5-6 feet high. And they were OLD. They were covered with vines and leaf moss, and just had that worn look that very old stone gets.

We figured they were old burial cairns. We stood and looked at them for a few minutes, then without really knowing why, I put my hands together and bowed as a sign of respect. My sister did the same. Then we circled around them and kept hiking.

Fast forward a few more hours. We were starting to reach an area that would have been too steep to go much farther, and we realized that we had lost track of the time and the sun was setting behind the mountains. Well, we were screwed little idiots, we had nothing with us, not even a flashlight. We started heading down as fast as we could, but the dark caught up to us. Just before the light went away completely, we started to hold hands so we wouldn't lose each other.

Now, this was no place to be lost in the dark! We'd passed several crevasses and cliffs that would kill you if you fell off, and it was literally so dark in those woods that I couldn't see my own hand in front of my face. We were scared, for sure, and didn't know what to do.

Then suddenly, my sister starts walking and leading me down the mountain. I figured her eyes had adjusted and she could somehow see better than I could, so I just trusted her and let her lead. Her pace never faltered, she kept walking steadily and ended up leading us out of the woods exactly where we'd gone in.

I let out a big sigh and told her I was SO glad she was able to see enough to get us down. Then she turned to me and her face was white. She said, "I couldn't see a thing! Someone else took my other hand and started leading me! I was so scared I just closed my eyes and followed!" She said whatever took her hand had let go just as we stepped out of the woods.

We never went back to that spot. I left the islands more than 20 years ago, but I'd like to find it again, someday. Just to say thank you.

No more requests, please.



Here's something that not a lot of people know. It's not often discussed, but it's visible in, for example, the Dali Lhama.

Some people experience essentially the same life 'path' over and over again. You may be born repeatedly into a profession or a lifestyle or culture many times.

This is the case for you. You've been your own grandson a time or two and been taught by your own son! How's that for strange. It's not all that uncommon, except that it's very uncommon for it to be so often repeated. Interestingly enough, in this case, it has been a different son each time (spiritually speaking).

Rather than changing your life path, you changed the souls you interacted with. From each new soul, you learned a new lesson, within the framework of what you were.

Can you imagine their frustration with you? Your father is trying to teach and train you, and you, you little shit, are always like, "I know, dad." It's cause you did, not cause you were a little shit (debatable from their opinion, of course).

You didn't need to tell you why you are attracted to it.

But maybe you needed to be told to take it easy on the people teaching you. They don't KNOW that you KNOW. You see?

So chill out, be nice. :p

Hmm interesting. Sandi so do you think the dali lama is the reincarnation of the former dali lama and so on. I spent a lot of time around many high lamas and I don't know if it is real. There was a documentary on it once, the film maker was just showing the process. Anyway the head lama of one of the four branches died and left clues how to find him again. The whole thing just seemed loaded with supersticious thinking, and silly. The tests were lame and finally the young kid met with the dali lama who confirmed it was x reincarnated. I don't know but once you see the process rather than reading or hearing about it where the art of story telling makes it seem possible, mystical etc, you sort of come away thinking it is more just a fairy tale and magical thinking that has been spun for centuries.

I know probably not a thing a former pope should be saying :) but the buddhist religion is full of wild stories - flying lamas, bi-location, etc. I think most what not stand up in the modern world as real. Same as the saints in the catholic church. How many are there whose bodies did not decay and healed so many people. Strange how few saints the church now makes and I think partly that is because to claim X was healed of Y disease would have a hard time standing up to medical scrutiny. Church is fast tracking the last pope as a saint but have yet shown who has been healed by him, which is one of the requirements to being a saint. Odd that :)

Again thank you. xoxo

Buddhism has a lot of misconceptions and superstitions. So does every religion.

The Dalai Lhama has not come back every time. It is not always the same soul. However, it frequently is. And even when it is not, the soul intended for that position for that lifetime tends to have the right answers.

The secret of that is hidden within belief; without regard to the accuracy of the belief on a larger scale.

I guess the question might become, does it matter if he was the same soul, as long as he was the right soul?

Dear Sandi,
Do you have a site where we could contact you for a reading? Going over these threads I get a sense that you not only stand in the light -- you are the light.
Thank you for your kind reply. God Bless You.
Annie V.

Sandi, could you please shed some light on my path?

It does get exhausting. But it's also rewarding at times. Thank you for your patience.

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It takes a special soul to enter this world and be, for lack of a better term, 'the bad guy'. Isn't that a strange idea? That it takes more spiritual 'power' to be the bad one than the good one?

It's infrequent that I encounter someone who was famous or especially influential. Unfortunately, not everyone who was famous is someone that a person would wish to have been. I know you've often felt that, thought to yourself, "I must have been someone really bad in my past life to deserve this".

This is a common thought, but it's not actually a spiritually appropriate one. There's no sense in telling you who you were, for it was a very long time ago. And it was spiritually appropriate that you should do what you did. It sounds foreign and you feel like you should be punished. To do evil things is to invite punishment, in human terms of thought.

Yet what you did led to much growth and healing. Strange, is it not? Spiritual growth came from you, because you were a powerful catalyst. An entire region's spiritual direction changed, growth was powerful, even monumental.

Even as you died, though, you asked your advisor who sat beside you, "What have I done?" You didn't understand how you could have done any of that. You didn't understand how your actions brought the positive changes that they did. You hated yourself... and that was the life that you lived. Filled with self-loathing and self-destructive habits.

Still this concept follows you, this terrible sense of impending doom that comes from the requirement to distance yourself from God. In order to do such actions, we must turn our faces from the face of God. We must distance ourselves, and to do so is a tremendous pain.

People often wail that those who commit these acts 'get away with it'. And despite the emotional, psychological, and spiritual agony you experienced in that lifetime as a result of separating yourself from love... you still felt you had not suffered enough, that you can never suffer enough, that god would punish you forever.

You have taken on painful incarnation after painful incarnation; being a self-flagellating monk in one life, a raped chambermaid in another life, and on the list goes... all in 'penance' for being a powerful catalyst for spiritual change for others.

I have sat and spoke with a couple before. The man had cheated twenty years ago, and he'd done his best to pay for it. He had tried and tried to compensate for his actions, and still his wife was angry with him.

I looked at them both, and I asked this question, which I ask now of you... "How long is long enough?"

How much must you pay? How long must you accept the guilt and shame of a long distant lifetime?

Your punishment is of yourself. You have more than paid your dues. But you must first forgive yourself. No one else holds any of this against you. It's all you. It's all your own choice to punish yourself, to hate yourself, to denigrate yourself.

You can be free of the pain only when you forgive yourself, no matter how silly or insignificant your action was that you hold yourself constantly accountable for. You take the tiniest things in this life and blow them up into massive lead balloons and beat yourself up emotionally for them.

You may have given up the physical scourging, but you're still doing the emotional scourging.

Yet what you don't understand is that you've already paid in misery. You've paid your dues and you've done it lifetime after lifetime after lifetime.

It's time to let go and stop hating yourself. You are a precious, beautiful soul who gave a gift in disguise. You are a treasured, beloved soul who IS a gift in disguise.

You are not a burden. You are a precious living thing who brings wonder and value and magic to this world. You must let go of your self-hatred and welcome yourself to this world. You bring more wonderful things to the world than you can ever know.

The punishment comes from you. So does the 'redemption' of your self-hatred. Only you are angry with your own soul. God is not angry with you and is not punishing you.

It's God's desire that you be rich, and live with hope and joy and all good things.

I forgive you. Can you?

All future requests here please: Thread: That Which Once Was: Past Lives



There are more stars in the sky than we'll ever be able to count. And the more we look, the more we find.

Consider this: each of those stars has its own position in the heavens. The vast, magnificent cloth of space sprawls out across distances too great to imagine or experience. If you lived a billion lifetimes and could cross the cosmos, you wouldn't find time to know each star.

And so it is with you. You see yourself as a single face lost in the vastness of everyone and everything else. In you, you see only that which everyone else is. You see yourself as another in a line, a tree in a forest so vast that any given tree is lost within it... like you.

But here's the truth of it all. If a star were gone from the heavens, everything would change. You've heard of the butterfly effect? You are made of the stuff of stars, and for all of known history, mankind has navigated by the stars.

That vast canopy of space, endless and perfect, is as much your home as this world... for is not the house the true home, rather than only the single room you are in this moment? Is not the neighborhood as much "where you live" as is the address at which you dwell?

Your problem is that you can't see yourself for the forest. You tell everyone that you're a 'big picture thinker' and this may be true, but is it healthy?

You've lost yourself because you look at everything but yourself. You've lost yourself because when you look at the star that is you, you see only the heavens around it...

Yet the three stars in Orion's belt are each an integral part of the whole.

You are not expendable and you are not miniscule. You're just not looking at the place you are, you're seeing only everything else--and separating yourself from the picture. You are the third star in Orion's belt weeping because you are unimportant... never understanding that it is by your light that whole ships cross vast oceans.

Cargoes move and lives are changed because you exist.

Stop trying to be something. Stars just ARE. Their light comes naturally to others not by trying, but just by being.

Be you. See you.

I see you. But I can't be you.

7/30/1981 Male. Adopted too...hope you can go from that. Not new to the site so there's that. Hope you can get a reading; especially on the adopted thing? Thanks (posted before too under other name I think but double thanks either way.)

Hi Sandi,

Thank you for the help your Readings have brought people. You have touched deeply a friend of mine who is normally quite stoic and withdrawn and who contributes everywhere he goes with great genuine heart.

I would really appreciate your insights for me when you get some time.

Regards,
Blue Psi