That Which Once Was: Past Lives

Well, I've been feeling off and argumentative today. I had hoped to get a reading in, but I'm just too irritable.

Hopefully I might get one in tomorrow morning, but may not.

Going to NY State for a few days, leaving tomorrow night and won't return until Mon eve.

Sorry for the necessity of waiting and to those eager for your reading. I will be back refreshed next week!

Thank you so much, Sandi. I think I was on page 8 or something...you are not there yet right? No pressure whatsoever, just making sure I did not miss it. I know you have tons to do. Thanks for giving so much and have a good trip.

Well, I've been feeling off and argumentative today. I had hoped to get a reading in, but I'm just too irritable.

Hopefully I might get one in tomorrow morning, but may not.

Going to NY State for a few days, leaving tomorrow night and won't return until Mon eve.

Sorry for the necessity of waiting and to those eager for your reading. I will be back refreshed next week!

Thank you so much, Sandi. I think I was on page 8 or something...you are not there yet right? No pressure whatsoever, just making sure I did not miss it. I know you have tons to do. Thanks for giving so much and have a good trip.

I'm on page 12. Took a while to get the courage to ask for a reading, but in the meantime it has been wonderful to see readings prepared for others.

Everything seems to show that no matter what life deals us, there is a reason for, and a lesson in everything -- our own experiences and learning from the experiences of others being equally important. I think that is a reason this thread is so popular, is that we are given an opportunity to learn through others as well.

I 100000% agree with you. Sandi has actually changed my whole life and outlook with my reading. I can better see my life's circumstances at the present and why I do what I do :)

New York. It's the 1850's and Parisian fashion has had a hold on NY. But the fashion reform is in full swing and you absolutely adore the new fashions... and the Parisian ones, as you always have.

Walking past the windows, you are fascinated by the dresses there, and the new practical wear for women.

But you are an American Indian slave, and all of these things are "not for you". In fact, "not for you" would define this entire lifetime...

The 'darkie' that you adore is also "not for you". For years now, you have loved him, and now he's to be married to another slave.

What you don't know is that the Bloodhound law has been passed. So when he comes to you in the darkness of the night and asks you to run away with him, you go. Many have escaped to the North, you know, so you sneak out together with the help of the other slaves.

Fleeing with stolen food from the kitchens of the Great House, you make your way North together.

Four days later, you hear them. The dogs. Their deep belling call is terrifying, and you and your love run for it. Into the darkness you flee, seeking hope in any form.

It never comes, but the dogs do. First they kill your love, and then they set onto you.

When the hunters come, they laugh, kicking your love's corpse. "This one won't make it back," they laugh. Then they cheer the dogs on as the dogs ensure that you, also, will never make it back. For these men don't hunt to return, they hunt for sport.

You are mauled to death by the half-starved hunting hounds, with laughter in your ears. Freedom, like the fashions of NY and the man you loved... is not for you.

I invite you to remember that God wishes for you, all good things. To have desires is not death, to want things is not evil. To care for yourself when the need arises is right and appropriate and life-giving for you and your family.

I'm on page 12. Took a while to get the courage to ask for a reading, but in the meantime it has been wonderful to see readings prepared for others.

Everything seems to show that no matter what life deals us, there is a reason for, and a lesson in everything -- our own experiences and learning from the experiences of others being equally important. I think that is a reason this thread is so popular, is that we are given an opportunity to learn through others as well.

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In the background is the radio, broadcasting the news of an invasion. Your family quickly prepares, your father especially terrified by the announcement. He has long spoke of exactly such a possibility, and you have always listened skeptically.

But now the day has come, and your family is bundled out of the house before the radio can even continue its crackly, distorted announcement. Quickly grabbing only what you each can carry, you are led through the woods away from the house.

Darkness has already fallen, and the eerie glow of the lantern in your father's hand and the beam from your mother's flashlight as she searches the woods for 'the things that go bump in the night' increase your mounting terror.

The radio, desperately clutched by your little sister, is silent now, but the warning is unquestionable... death is coming from the skies above.

At last, you are all piled into the underground bunker and your father sits the shotgun down. He realizes that he forgot something, though, and stops to tell your mother that he'll be back. He must let the animals out, so that they won't starve to death. It's the proper thing to do, the humane thing.

So your small family hunker down together, until there's a terrible sound outside. Uncertain of what the loud 'bang!' is, your mother grabs the shotgun. She's never used one before, and her hands shake in terror, but she's determined to protect you all.

You start to argue with her. You've used a shotgun, and you know how to shoot. It should be you anyway. If something has happened to your father, you're the man of the family. You're responsible for everyone. And you should have gone to let the animals out, because your father is better able to protect the women than you are.

Your mother refuses to give it to you, jerking it away as you reach for it, saying that she won't see you living with having to kill someone.

As she pulls away, her hand is on the trigger, and your life is over with a roar and a flash of agony.

I invite you, dear one, to realize that you aren't responsible for the whole world. You can't do everything, you can't protect everyone. And you it isn't a question of 'do or die' and you don't need to 'die trying'.

Everyone is safe from a greater perspective, in that we will all be in the arms of God in the end. We can only do so much to protect our loved ones. Then we must accept the truth of life... we are limited beings and can only ask of ourselves what is ours to give.

I would really like to know if any past lives. Some times I think so but not sure if just dreams.

This is the much requested thread in which I will accept requests for Readings.

That being said, this also comes with a caveat or five:

1. Be patient. If the other thread is any indication, there will be loads of requests. I CANNOT DO THEM AS FAST AS I GET THEM. It may be days, or even weeks. There are tons of requests and only one of me. I can only do a few a day as I have other obligations.

2. Be polite. This isn't an open thread. Be on topic or you will be banned from the thread. On topic or respectful chatting is welcomed. "OMG THIS IS FAKE" stuff is not. If that's your opinion, please express it all you want... somewhere else. It's a big forum. :p

3. Don't ask me a million questions across a bunch of various posts. Other people want my time, too; please keep that in mind.

4. I do them in order. If I skip you IN ORDER, then please say something. I don't ever skip anyone on purpose. But please say it nicely, don't whine about it. It wasn't on purpose and it wasn't to be mean. I'm a human bean and I make errors. It's not about you, it's because I'm a human bean and... yeah. Exactly.

5. Here's the life story that people mention here and there: [link to ritualabuseexposed.wordpress.com]


Here is the other thread (hint: any requests given there will be ignored):

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

Knock yourselves out... first come, first serve.

hello sandi,

i would be very grateful for a reading of my past lives, if you would be so kind. thank you very much in advance for your time and effort, and for the strength you put into this for all of us. please try not to strain yourself too hard, and be sure to take a break every now and then from what i imagine must be quite the sisyphean task

Sorry everyone to interrupt.
Sandi, this person may need you to talk to her
Thread: I am a victim of SRA / Mind Control / MK-Ultra