Little wheel spin and spin, big wheel go round and around

Published December 3, 2015 by murgcat

“Welcome back kids! Was that fun or what? Did you find what you were looking for? No matter, let’s spin that wheel and see what it gets you this time round!”

“I’m gonna be the king of Siam.”WheelofFortune

“Well I’m gonna be an Iroquois princess, nyah!”

“You’re both wrong. To quote that great philosopher Steve Martin, ‘I was born a poor black child…’”

I have noticed that people looking for a past life experience want something exotic and of mythic proportions. Most people on the planet have the epic struggle of everyday survival. That my friends is heroic. What are you looking for?

If the goal is to learn, how can that happen when you’ve always been the hero? We all want to be Wellington; someone has to be Napoleon. Or more realistically, Napoleon’s groom or the poor peon who scoops up the horse crap and dries it so he can have a warm place to sleep at night. I’m sure we’ve all worn a white hat just as we’ve all worn the black hat and mask.

When you start the search for your past lives, are you ready for what you may find? We have all been the victim just as we have been the victimizer. It could be that what we hate the most is something we have recently experienced.

Can your current ego deal with the atrocities you may have committed in the last lifetime? Are you abused now because of the hardships heaped on native children as you destroyed their culture? Have you been blessed with comfortable life because of altruistic acts through several lifetimes? Makes you wonder if the feminist of this lifetime was the misogynist pimp in Budapest in 1600.

The revelations of your deaths can be horrific. In western culture contemplating your death is morbid. The freaks and weirdoes are the ones that obsess about mortality. When you dig into those past lives in their totality you get to experience those deaths also. The Déjà vu of place with the remembrance of your passing at that same spot can be a bit spooky. Without a true acceptance of the reality of death, some past life memories can be devastating.

It is that cultural context that also makes it so devastating. There are actions and attitudes that were common place in the past that are repugnant now. The torture of the witches and heretics, in which were you the prosecutor, the defendant or one of the throngs screaming for “justice”? Marriage contracts for children as young as 5 or 6 were undertaken. Those marriages were consummated by the ages of 13 or 14. In our current culture that’s abhorrent, and to abuse victims it’s impossible to understand and unconscionable.

How do you handle the sudden realization that you were what you hate the most in this lifetime? You were the sultan that accepted that wife because it was the way of the times. If you didn’t consummate the marriage as soon as physically possible the business or political advantages could be lost. You’re an atheist in this lifetime yet you’ve spent many centuries as that hammer and enforcer of god. You are a devote Jew but in the 40’s you drove a tank while wearing a black uniform with the skull and crossbones insignia.

It’s a careful what you wish for moment. If you are comfortable with your personal demons, what’s a few more to the party? However, those issues you have the most difficulty with may be issues you have dealt with before. You may not be too happy with what side of the coin you were on the last flip.

If you are well grounded the journey can be mystical and healing. You can release patterns that have been reoccurring even prior to this incarnation. Realization of the deep dichotomy that exists in life builds an understanding compassion. That compassion can bring a peace of heart. You might not agree with the actions of another but you can understand their motivation. You’ve been there.

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