I ran down the old Roman street so fast that my body began lifting off the road, and again I was flying. When I let go of the loss I felt for my life there and my husband I was sucked back into the light portal. I felt the colors cleansing me of pain left behind from Rome. I didn’t see the pain as details, but I felt it lifting. Pressure lifted from my head and limbs. I felt a sensation like being sucked through a vacuum.
And I was dropped into what looked like a shower, with blood all over the white curtains. It was my blood. I sat on the floor staring at my blood, knowing that my life was dripping from me — and flashes of people and experiences raced through my mind. My nephew came into the room to clean up some of the blood and report back to the killers, “no, she’s just faking it. she’s not really hurt.” They sent him in to clean up the mess of the stabbing — telling him that I must’ve slipped and fallen. He didn’t notice the hole in my chest. My husband appeared for a moment and he seemed to be arguing about the unfairness of how they were treating the dying me. He wanted blankets and warm water for me. I was shivering.
I had visions of ex-best-friends, ex-boyfriends and their mothers, family members and in-laws. I was drowsy. An old friend would appear in front of me, and I would ask for help only to realize they never really wanted to be my friend in the first place. An ex boyfriend’s mother appeared to help warm me up, as I was getting so cold. And, she made a remark about how happy she was that her son did not wind up with me. In an attempt to find some peace of mind before my last breath, I telepathically contacted my first-ever best friend. She told me that she had far better friends than me, and named them one by one.
I began to mentally understand the point that I was really dying and had been killed by a family member who just couldn’t accept my power anymore. I had many supernatural powers. So, I allowed my mind to take me someplace fun.
I found a red tricycle near the house of my first-ever best friend. I got on it and rode it like the wind. Yes, I had an adult body, but it was my child body that was riding the tricycle. I rode and rode laughing happily as passersby gawked at my old-fashioned Roman clothes. Some saw me as a non-sensical child, some saw me as a witch, some saw me as deranged. Two men who spent some extra time ridiculing me obviously saw me as all of these things and also very threatening. They whispered that I was very educated and powerful but that I didn’t know it. They had convinced the neighborhood that I was insane, and my little act of tricycle-riding would completely support that notion. So they laughed, and felt very accomplished.
I just kept riding, reading the minds and the intentions of everyone around me. I felt a deep scar from all of the times I tried to make these people my friends. I still didn’t understand the reasons behind their crimes toward me and a lot of me still wanted to look for those reasons. I was deeply emotionally wounded, and with each push of the pedal, I forced out the laughter that was underneath and it felt exhilarating.
Then there was Jesus. He told me with his mind that he was with me all along. “Keep riding,” he said. I rode and rode in spiral circles of light, feeling my heart warm up with his embrace.
I swallowed the violet light and felt it bringing me back to life. My spirit was again detached from my body, and the boys were still asleep — so I decided to see where the violet spirals would take me. At first, I began walking into the light. But, then my guide whispered — “ You can Fly.” And so I did.
I lifted my arms out like a bird and rode the spinning light waves through a long bright tunnel. Jesus was still with me, and I had so many questions for him, but it was as if he was telling me to wait until later.
Then suddenly, I fell through the tunnel onto the street. A brick-looking street. In the middle of the sunshiney day. I thought about how I had left at night, hmmmm. I was changed so much I feared looking at myself. I could tell right away that my hair was much longer and obviously matted from the trip. My shoes felt odd too.
I had an incredible urge to sing, dance and run down these gorgeous streets where men sold merchandise and food, and women walked chatting about their children. Horse-drawn carts were scattered about the way. Some filled with bread loaves or blankets, others carrying happy people. I saw a horse that I wanted to pet. A plump man with a curly grey beard shouted out about the blessedness of what he was selling. Everyone chimed along. I began to get a sense that everyone was selling something. And, everything looked tempting. There were lots of voices talking happiness and apparently also a small commotion going on in one corner of the street that seemed to upset some of the people.
I strolled down the street — my portal dissolved. (I half-wondered how I would get back to my life, but this was too great to miss). My sense of my guide was in and out, so I just had to take a risk and talk to these people.
I felt very much at home here. Elated actually. I ran first to the grey-bearded man selling bread and said “good day.” He smiled and looked as though he was going to offer me a loaf. I was kind of hyper and giddy by now. “Where are we,?” I asked. “What city are we in?” “Why, we’re in Rome. Rome. We are in Rome, lady!” A few other men next to him on the square chimed in, concerned that I didn’t know where I was. “Rome!” they said together.
I couldn’t believe it. I was in ROME! Oh wow! In my life as Gina, my guides told me we were going to Rome next. I had no idea it would be so soon. My heart filled with joy and gratitude. Oh Rome. The way it smelled so green and fresh. The sunshine, The people. The horses. The bread.
These men knew my name. And, they said it in Italian. I was slightly confused. “What does that mean?” I asked.
“Servant girl. It means servant girl.’ The plump guy told me. I looked down at my dirty legs and shoes. My beige/white dress with spots on it. I touched my matted hair. Nope, this was just from going through the portal. I am Gina, right?, I thought. The voice in my head told me I wasn’t Gina. But I blocked my name from coming, I didn’t want to know. I wasn’t going to get stuck there.
“ I am no servant!” I assured them “ I am… I am…” I wanted to tell them how smart I am and that I can do so much more than be a servant. But, then the small commotion of people who I noticed in the corner glared over at me. It was me they were looking for. I was escaping. And, I ran and ran and ran down those long narrow streets until I found my husband, Doug.
“Doug, we’re in Rome,” I said. But, he was old and slow. He knew we were in Rome and this was no big deal to him. “We live here,” he said. I felt a yearning for the adventurous Doug who I know when I am Gina. This one seemed so passive. I hugged and kissed him goodbye knowing that I was going to find him on the other side of my portal, but still feeling a loss that he couldn’t come with me. Before I left, he told me what year it was. And that I was 17.
The veils are thin. Many of us are beginning to understand that we communicate with each other on multiple levels. And, as we become aware of this layered reality, it is much easier to define what we see. Read more →
I spend lots of time coming to realizations about how my life has been so beautifully laid out for me. I’m forever finding reason and more deeply understanding what I’m doing here. It’s pretty rad!
I love people. I love everything about them. I love how quirky people push the norm and how rigid people get stuff done and occasionally freak out. I love curly-haired people and people of different colors. I love poets and singers and artists and cooks. I love how some people completely create their own way in the world. I love our differences and our samenesses. I love making friends and getting to know what makes someone else tick.
During a recent past-life reading, I discovered that I’ve had many lifetimes on other planets, so that may explain why I’ve somehow emotionally disconnected from those people who shun me. My earlier life experiences with people who really don’t desire me in their lives was really interesting.Very interesting for someone quite enthralled with the intricacies of the human experience.
I’ve been able to observe what would seem like uncomfortable instances almost from an out-of-body perspective. This caused my physical body to often act on “auto-pilot,” and really left a confusing void between my thoughts and emotions. On one hand, almost as naively as a child, I did not understand why anyone wouldn’t like me ( 🙂 ), and on the other hand, I found it rather amusing… like watching a play. Then, later on, and sometimes way later — I’d feel unexplainable pain that I had no idea how to handle.
And, now that I’ve come to so much healing in my life, I thought I’d explore what may have been happening for me all along.
Firstly: Why We All Just Don’t Get Along from the Get-Go
This is quite difficult to grasp for some of us. But, consider that most of us live in a world of duality. There is good and evil. Right and wrong. And, thousands of contradictory thoughts in-between. The more I open my heart to the abundance of our human power, the more I see that this is for a reason.
Everything we do here is about soul growth. We designed our existence to experience this duality because it springs us forward. Duality can breed anger, doubt and worry. And, the anger and passion ignites us. The doubt makes us think. They are catalysts– emotions that spark change. If we use them correctly.
What great novels were written out of the need to release pain? How many songs pay tribute to the artist’s” dark night of the soul?”
The life I’ve had since we began to help Dougie heal from the toxic overload of autism, lead me to feel that we chose to incarnate here on earth in order to expand our consciousness, activate our power and GET BACK TO THE ONE-NESS.
When someone gets you angry enough times, you’ll eventually learn to express your purpose and power with grace. Even if your truth means that you need to step away from some people. And, as you express and “work” through these moments of pain, they become less painful. You become more compassionate and light. And, you begin to feel that divine spark ignite.
Maybe one day we really all can get along, but for now — certain people will personify those agitating energies you need to face.
If you are someone who blames others for your feelings or predicament, you may have a long way to go to see your true beauty. You may attract people who blame you for things you didn’t actually do.
And, when I say “blame,” I simply mean when you don’t take full responsibility for your life. When you think something in your life depends on someone else. Of course, because we are one, it would be crazy to imply we don’t have an effect on one-another. But, you have power over your emotions. You can chose to use them instead of allowing them to use you.
If you are somebody who doubts yourself, you may attract people who criticize you for what you hold most important.
One day these people will hit your boiling point, and your soul will grow. And, you will know that everything they ever said about you was false because you are divinely beautiful and deeply important to all of us.
I’ve looked my critics in the eyes on many occasions and thought “he/she doesn’t really feel that way. What is making her act this way?” And, oh how often I cried because life would just be so much more pleasant if everyone JUST LOVED all the time.
But, I LOVE LOVE
I’m so comfortable with love. It flows so freely to me and through me. I came pre-programmed to love. Maybe I’m from Venus. As a child, I completely lived in my own Fantasy Land filled with love and exaggerated by my family who showered me with affection. Any un-love was quickly transmuted into my Dream Land. Though there were lots of tears in those days as I could feel the sadness of those around me.
Then it came time for me to learn more earthly things. Things that would help me live better in my body. I got physically ill and needed to care for my health. I became a mom and needed to create a safe, nurturing environment for my son. I needed to more deeply care for another person’s material needs. Get my career and finances in order. And, although I was still happy and in LOVE, I came down from my cloud. And crap did it hurt!
Since knowing my son Dougie, Ive gone on my own journey through those lower more dense earthly energies inside myself.
Because of my need to be the best mom I could be, I’ve gotten to really dig in and become one with my body and my human emotions. And, the more awake me began experiencing a steady stream of serious un-love from many outside sources as soon as I really came into my Being.
I found people who blamed me, who hated on me and who talked behind my back. And, I’m not known for standing still too long. I had to do something about it. And, I tried everything that the self-help books would tell you to do. I came at it from LOVE, mostly. Never worked. I tried and tried and tried. But, seriously, I didn’t know what I was supposed to be trying for. Was I to convince naysayers of my awesomeness or my sorrow for hurting them? Was I to try to forgive? Was I to try to make them my friends? It took so much practice and what I thought was failure for me to get effing angry and simply step into my truth. A truth I never knew existed.
Loving My Anger
As I came to understand what was making me angry, I found my third chakra (power center) opening. I found my passion for life renewed. And , I began to feel so much better health-wise, too. It’s no wonder I suffered so many digestive problems in the past. I was terrified to really get angry. So, of course it took a lot to make it happen.
Those amazing souls who have chosen this lifetime to help me come into my power by trying to hold me down. Bless them!
Who is doing this for you? Who represents a lesson you’ve needed to learn? Ever think of sending them love instead of resentment? I always sent love before. But now I send it from a place that fully understands the lower vibrations. And, once you embrace fear and anger, the stigma they hold disappears.
Sometimes, we have really rocky relationships with other people who have come here to help us grow. Perhaps, before we incarnated here, we made an agreement on the other side, that they would be responsible for making us cry and think and flip out… just so we could reach our destiny. How selfless! This is why we can never fully understand just how special and necessary we all are. Our soul contracts link us to those who we need to work with in this lifetime. But, once you get the message you make that work flow. Then it gets yummy. Then you can view each situation from above without losing. Without disconnecting.
Of course I no longer need those “teachers” so close. My new lessons have new teachers. And, honestly, they are much more comfortable lessons. I’ve quickly learned how to view anger as a protective device that fuels my thoughts for a moment. Then, I transmute it. I use it for something I really want. And, of course now that I’ve stepped into my body, I no longer need to be reminded of my beauty and power through hard lessons and dense emotions. I can be angry for a moment or as long as I need to be. But, since I’ve allowed this vibration into my Being… this very natural human vibration — I am free. I see the other side of it. I get to experience passion and power more deeply.
As we welcome in our collective feminine power, we are all reminded of our humanity and what that means for the emotions of our lower chakras. How will you embrace these in your life?
We are all divinely guided by and connected to an abundant source of energy. In this class we will discover how that energy manifests itself for us as guides (Angels, Ancestors, Animals etc), and how this manifestation has evolved with our soul since the beginning.
Your spirit guides are extensions of yourself. How can they help you on this part of your life journey? What parts of your soul’s journey need to be re-collected in order to have the experiences that create your best life? The answers lie within you, and we will begin to dig them out together.
These classes are available for groups of 5 or more as part of our Bliss Tour. Contact us at Gina@BlissedLife.com to host a class in your space.
Spirit Guides and Past Lives
(Special Reiki Master Teacher Discount for Graduates of our Reiki Master Teacher Courses)
Learn how to let go of past-life blocks that prevent your growth in the now, and embrace the help of your inner guidance. We are in a heightened time of transformation, and we are welcoming back parts of ourselves that may have been abandoned over the ages.
This workshop is all about embracing our individual needs for this transformation.
You will Learn and Remember:
Your Karmic Path and how to Undo Karma that is Finished
Your Soul’s Purpose and Stops along Your Journey
Your Soul’s Hidden Skills
Meditations for Connecting to Your Highest Self
How to use Past-Life Memories to Heal Now
How to Distinguish Spirit Guides, Ghosts and Toxic Energies
How to Break-Free From that which doesn’t Serve You
Combine the Spirit Guides and Past Lives Class with the Dream Class for the discounted price of $133
Please register by July 30, 2012 by paying the applicable fees and contact Gina@BlissedLife.com with your questions.
2014 Update: As Time and Space continue to squish together more rapidly and completely than ever before, I am seeing more evidence that we are succeeding in the uplifting of our planet/consciousness. During this time, many of us who wish to hit those higher realms of consciousness and thought often get sucked into (for whatever reason) leaving our bodies.. Perhaps we do this in dreams, energy work, meditation or astral travel. I’m noticing a trend amongst “LightWorkers” to deny their precious bodies and the importance of our avatars. If you receive any help from this article, please understand that it is very important to take exquisite care of your body as you move into higher spiritual knowing. Part of this ascension process is to fully respect, honor and understand our bodies. As Above So below, As Within So Without. We tend to want to ditch the body care when the going gets tough on the physical plane. Especially when we can see the other side of things. Many of my clients and friends are suffering from reoccurrences of old illnesses, serious body pain and challenges that demand attention. So, are you ascending? Yes, we all are. Which means we are being opened up to the deepest understanding of our own power, where we came from (the stars) and how to get back to ONENESS. We have always been ascending. We are just now closer than we’ve ever been and we’ve got more support than we’ve ever had. Read more →
Yes, you HAVE been here and done that before. Now, let’s find out why — and how you can overcome the parts that don’t feel so great while maximizing the positive times. Your Karmic Portal is your ticket through time and space. It’s the workshop where we will journey and experiment together to help you discover your own karma.
What is Karma, and how can you use your knowledge of it to Blissify Your life?
What kind of Karma are you carrying? Could it be that you are done with some of your Karma? Can you overcome your Karma in this life?
This workshop, like all of our classes is a result of our experience working with energy, spirit guides and helping ourselves and others open up to our own karmic patterns. Gina’s spontaneous past life regression 2 years ago allowed her to see into her own “past” in a much deeper and useful way. That resulted in so much life healing that we cannot help but want to share it with you.
Each class is specifically designed for the students in it. So, please send us your questions and bring lots with you.
You Will Learn How To:
Easily enter meditation mode for “seeing” into your karma
Discover your own true purpose
Turn past burdens into current Bliss
Heal toxic relationship and life patterns
Map your dreams
Use Shamanic healing techniques (movements, sounds,spirit guide work)
One day soon, I’ll have a book out about the amazing experience I had visiting the spirit world, and being led by my guides to a complete 24 hr + journey through many of my lifetimes. I finally have a computer, and am busy getting the post-it-note and toilet paper scrolls together and ready for release.
The journey happened in early 2010, and I spent that year absorbing it. What I feel most strongly about sharing here now is the affect it had on my eating. I’ve touched on it through other blogs and on Face Book. But, my understanding is unfolding beautifully and I thought you’d like to know.
During my “journey,” my body was open like a a channel for spiritual messages to come through. Think… mediumship. The “Gina” in me was quiet and voices spoke through me to give me information about my health and life purpose. Those same guides also held my hand and flew me through centuries of experience that showed me how I wound up HERE. My husband wrote down every word. I don’t remember much of the words, but at points I recall looking down at myself talking and being kind of shocked by what was coming out of my mouth.
I keep hearing this one line “She is NOT a vegetarian” over and over and over.
Clearly, these spirit guides detailed that I was headed for huge health dilemmas if I didn’t start eating white fish, black beans, tons of fermented greens, warm soups, and foods to support my blood and kidneys. Reishi was also key, as well as cumin, curry and turmeric. They actually told me to get back to my “Indian” roots. Ones which I do not have in this lifetime.
They told me that the vegetarian thing was a form of self-sacrifice for me, that I needn’t make anymore. They referred to me honing in and conserving my energy,
But darn me if it hasn’t been hell on high heels to implement. I really want(ed) to be a vegetarian. Well, until today. Yeah, it’s taken me THAT long to be okay with this. I’ve gone through stages. I’ve had moments of KNOWING I was doing the right thing. I ate the fish. I felt great. And, I lived another day in gratitude.
I heard Jesus and Einstein were vegetarians. So, was St Francis, a guide of mine who visited me on the day of my journey. Plus, I am Type A blood type – someone with low hydrochloric acid, and I have a very hard time breaking down animal protein. The thought of eating something that once had a life, a body, feelings and even perhaps a family grossed me out. It also REALLY pulls at my heart strings. I love animals. LOVE THEM. I used to dig hotdogs until I found out I could be eating hundreds of animals parts. Plus, don’t get me stared on the complete toxicity of all animal products – including the drugs and “food” they’re given, inhumane treatment, filthy and unnatural living conditions, carbon footprint, human gluttony. And the by-products they leave in our system when they go undigested.
I took the pain to some of my spiritual advisors and teachers. They all agreed that I needed to include animal products for the better of my health.
As I meditated on it more, I kept getting messages that it was okay. But I’d always find myself on either some health blog or human kindness/consciousness blog that fueled the doubt in my choice.
The problem was that it didn’t physically sustain me. Perhaps it could if I could afford mega supplementation. But, eating is fun. I want to eat my food. As it was, I was taking alga’s, hemp and chia, coconut kefir, EFAs, herbs, superfoods, and tons of fermented foods. TONS OF FERMENTED FOODS.
You know what I learned? Sometimes you need to get low in order to get HIGH. In Buddhism they have a saying that goes “As above, so below.” 3 servings of spirulina could get me so loopy I’d be floating with the fairies. Yeah, I could probably give you the winning lottery numbers if you asked, but I sure couldn’t keep the house clean. Plus, my skin was pretty dry, I was too thin for comfort and the deep circles under my eyes shouldn’t be there.
If raw veganism was perfect for me, I would’ve felt better. Plain and simple. I considered devoting 3 hours a day to energetically medicate myself with the energies of the animal products I needed. But, sheesh — if I did that, then I’d have less time with my family and you.
I always consider the messages I receive in client sessions. There are times when I “know” that someone needs fish, lamb, eggs etc. But, inside I felt it my responsibility to live this high spiritual life, and I didn’t want to let go of the energy that raw food gave me. According to my Chinese Doctor, I was high on Chi and low on Jing (source energy that is stored in your kidneys). If Jing runs out, so do we.
One way to nourish your Jing is to spend time with plant life. And, when I became more conscious of my communication with the trees, I realized that they have always talked to me. There’s a money tree in my healing room who shares daily love with me. And, a rubber tree in front of our apartment that I NEED to hug before I come up the stairs. My husband used to get annoyed with me when I’d sporadically HAVE to stop and lay in the grass during our walks in Chicago. My heart stung with emptiness when I denied myself that gift.
At the farmer’s market, I slowly flow my way from vendor to vendor and only purchase the produce that vibes with me. The greens and veggies I can “feel.”
Now, I was starting to question eating these magnificent vegetable-creatures. Was I becoming insane? Perhaps a bit, lol! There are people who can live on breath alone, but they are not me.
I began handling my veggies with more love and care and spending more time giving thanks for their gift to me. My journey taught me that time and space doesn’t exist. I saw the reason why I am here and learned from the animals and some of their representatives that they don’t mind being eaten as long as it is done with respect. Our bodies are not us. And, truthfully, I would not desire to be eaten, but there are greater causes I’d give my life to. I don’t take a bug’s life without pure necessity, and even then.. I pray its soul moves on without pain.
Maybe a day will come when I hunt wild meat and eat it raw. Certainly this would be healthiest all around, in my opinion. But probably not. My man though, he says he’ll hunt for me, and to do it all “Avatar” style.
For right now, I’m content as I move forward with a bite of turkey or some sushi that makes me feel amazing. It’s ironic how little meat/animal products I require considering all the mental/emotional traumas I put myself through over it. Bone broth is next, thanks to my friend Debbie at the Grass-Fed Momma. Debbie is one of those people who have made this “okay” for me.
The spirits want us all to know that we do not have all of the information about food. I think that’s apparent in the recent health debates where everyone has scientific proof that their way is the best way of eating. We make up our own truth and reasons and that is okay. Food is one Easy way to affect our energy. And, our bodies always crave balance. When we eat, nutritionally, the goal is absorption. Fermented foods help with absorption, and when I have them with my animal foods they make me feel amazing. Energetically, food can do so much deeper work. The vibration connected to what you are eating means so much more than the calories and nutrients. If you are denying yourself nourishment of any kind for the sake of what someone else says is the “right” way to eat, you will lose. But, you can only know this if you can hone in on your needs and trust your intuition.
I send you love and open-mindedness for your own journey.
You know how I truly discovered karma, past lives and all that jazz? It was painful. It lasted 3 days last January or February. It included me having seizures — and it is the subject of one of the books I’m writing this year.
When I least expected it… as I was walking into a client call — something in my brain snapped. I’ll spare the details for my own book. But, I will tell you that for three days my mind traveled to 15th century Italy, and I saw things and people who I apparently knew. I swam through centuries and experiences in what felt like both an instant ans a million years. When I came out of it, I’d gained a truck load of understanding about the twists and turns my life has taken.
I also was able to research the information that was given to me, as my hubby dutifully took notes while I suffered (good man he is). All the info I could research has been validated. Some will require more research. It was the most painful and amazing thing that ever happened to me, and has certainly put a cherry on top of my “death is dumb and doesn’t really exist” cake.
I bought “Karmic Healing” at the Bodhi Tree bookstore cuz my FB friend, Jamie Flannigan told me to go there. Loved that place. If you’re in LA — visit there.
“Karmic Healing” is a journey through case studies and exercises that reveal how peeps got over their karmic blocks. Some are past life related. Some are current life related. And, some are just related to the need to know ourselves better. So it’s helpful on all levels, and also speaks to the importance of following up with meditations or some other form of healing in order to keep blocks gone once they are cleared. So, that patterns don’t come back to bite us in the bums.
I can never read enough spiritual growth books. They help me slow down. I’m using this book to safely go back to those places I went to last year, and find out more. But, only when the need for current life growth arises. So, every day.