It’s June 6th, 2024; We have an original pop-rock song that tells the tale about a truck that drinks. This song was written (music and lyrics) by my rockin’ husband Richard Murrey. This upbeat rock song shows off vocals from Bubba Hudson. This unique pro demo is all set for radio–mixed by Steven Cooper in his Nashville, TN, music studio.
How’d they know?
Here’s the one-hundred-fifty-eighth new music post for 2024, as I consistently plug away at entertaining you with an original song each day this year. Can you believe nearly half of the year is done already? Now, on with the song:
Truckin’
How many of you drive a truck? A lot of people in my family have been truck drivers. Some owned their trucks, others did not. My maternal grandfather was a trucker. My dad and uncle were truckers. Several of my third cousins were truckers (even one of the girls)! I used to ride with my dad in his truck a few times. He used to tell me stories about his truck-driving adventures.
One of Dad’s stories involved the time he dropped a cigarette in his lap. I think it scared him so bad, that was the end of his smoking. He told me he crumpled the pack up and threw it out.
Most of my family members worked on their own trucks too, fixing mechanical issues, changing the oil, changing tired, and so on. They did real handyman things–always troubleshooting. I think that’s what made me so analytical.
Photo of my maternal grandfather working on his semi truck back in the day –My mom probably took the picture.
Yes, Everything Happens for a Reason and Everything Resolves to Gratitude. Knowing that each of us (as fractals) uplifts my mind and allows me to view life as a lively kaleidoscope grand design that moves about in an ever-expanding, revolving, melodious, consciousness. Even if your truck drinks, if you need the truck to get from point A to B, or deliver goods and services, feed it what it needs. Your truck will thank you for taking good care of it. Come to think of it, so will your body.
Enjoy (IN Joy) everything and love! Be Everything All the Time. May we all soar in ’24!
Yours in expanding, free-wheelin’, spiraling consciousness,
Sheila “Spiral Sister” Murrey
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My husband of 19 years, Richard Murrey, is an award-winning illustrator, plus he’s a seasoned guitarist, bass player, and songwriter (having penned over 400 original songs). You can view his artwork and hear original songs at: http://listen4music.com
My meme: For it is when we connect, we know we are all one. –Sheila “Spiral Sister” Murrey
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In this comprehensive blog post, we will delve into the world of Past Life Regressions.
On my drive home from the Group Past Life Regression session with Patricia McGivern on January 28, 2023.
After the session, Patricia and I had lunch and talked about a whole lot more things. So I’m going to try to keep this to just what I experienced during the regression, which also I recorded so I could do it again at home and be more comfortable.
The I last time I did a group past life regression with Patricia at the Celestial Circle (Palm Harbor, FL), everybody was on the floor and I was in a chair and had tried to put my feet up on another chair. When I returned from the restroom somebody had taken the chair. So I was uncomfortable pretty much the whole time. So this time I decided to sit on the floor because everybody had been on the floor before and this time everybody stayed in a chair. But two ladies did put their feet up on other chairs so there’s that. So even though I tried to bring everything with me pillows, blanket socks, and so forth. I still didn’t fit in with the crowd. Go figure. This was a whole new group.
By the way, this is my second experience at the celestial metaphysical store in Palm Harbor with Patricia we’re in the back room and there must have been 20 other people, and even a few more paid that didn’t show up. And mostly older ladies although there were a few younger. The room was sort of split in half with younger on one side of the room.
This time instead of sitting at the far end of the room and the other half of the room was older ladies older than me, I would say I sat straight across from Patricia. And there was a younger man to my left and an older man to my right. So it was this really neat mix of people from pretty much all walks of life. The lady I sat next to reminded me so much of my mom and Aunt Alberdia. Her name was Ruth and is easy for me to remember because of Ruth from the Bible. I chatted with her for a few minutes because I got there early so I would have plenty of time to pick my seat, figure out where Patricia was sitting, and then seat myself accordingly.
Ruth lived in DC for many many years and she was a construction worker and drove big trucks and heavy equipment things I would have never thought that to look at her and I told her so. She said she was very strong-minded and strong-willed. That will come up later when I get into talking about people’s experiences but back to me.
I’ll focus on my experience. I was given and I did write down some notes after but some more came up for me as usually happens. Even after I put my pen down I start getting more pictures and images of things I had seen. So it’s like my mind is integrating what I experienced what I saw, and the vision. Probably the standout point was toward the end.
So I’m gonna skip around a little bit. Big surprise. Spiral thoughts.
At the very end, I saw that the gift that I was given was a small box. Way out in front of me. And it lit up. Like when you open this box, it lit up with a golden light. And I saw a golden pyramid or go actually it was just a triangle of gold. So some sort of triangle of gold. Then I saw Reiki symbols, another big surprise having been studying for Reiki levels I and II. And then I saw a lotus flower and I’d never seen one of those before in these regression sessions. The Lotus sort of pulsated was breathing was growing just a little bit sort of just like a flash. And then I saw again another Reiki symbol though when I say Reiki symbols that are just to give you a general idea. They were not the Reiki symbols I had been learning these are different symbols. Interesting.
Now the reason that’s important is that after the whole thing was over and people were talking about their experiences and what they saw the lady to the left of me, a younger gal she was talking or trying to answer a question that the younger man had brought up. He was in Egypt and saw something at the top of a pyramid and the end that he was asking does anybody know if there was a cap or top on the pyramid that had lettering engraving or writing on it? He said I saw some sort of like really old Greek or combination of old Arabic and Greek because he said the letters kind of had a scroll to them. The thing is they were kind of certain circular letters or symbols. They weren’t strict like Chinese writing is boxier or squared.
So that was interesting that he was seeing something like that and I got that gift at the end of the correlate anyway, and I told her why have you seen Billy Carson on Facebook because he talks about the Anunnaki and the pyramids and a lot of other ways out things that we were all kind of talking about ‘way out’ stuff from what we experienced and everybody experienced a lot of things differently. But the big thing that came through for half of the women was that there was somebody named Sarah coming through that I found very interesting. I think my friend Nancy would love that! I took it that Nancy’s daughter Sarah was telling me she was there. That’s the feeling I got. By the time the third person said, you know, my name was Sarah. I was like, whoa, wait, come on now, you know, and then it was like four and five and so Sarah was like big time coming through. But in all but one case she had long blonde curly hair and blue eyes. The lady to the right of me said Sarah had brown hair and brown eyes. Interesting.
At first, I just thought the first three ladies were picking it all up from each other because of their close proximity. Six were seated next to each other and they all knew each other so they were neighbors. I just thought well this must be a Sarah that they all know, you know, that’s coming through the same way for them even though this is supposed to be them living in a past life. Alright, so now that may help you make sense of this day.
So the first life that I saw, and I told the group this, I was in because when you’re doing this, you’re visualizing the place first. So the place where I was at was, yes, I saw a garden. Yes, I saw the bushes and I went to my grandmother’s rose in my mind. And then whoosh, I was in my grandmother’s house.
The doorknob was the very old-timey antique doorknob, the door went up the stairs to what would have been my mom and an opera this bedroom but this looked to me to be before my mom and Alberdia was born. So I don’t know if grandmother and grandfather had just finished building the house and then had Alberdia. Yeah, so I don’t know the time frame. And the number that came up I didn’t think was a year as is usually the case I was given a number of like I think it was 1314 or 1326 or 1328, something like that. Because, again, this is not a science. It’s an art. So I thought well, that wouldn’t be right. My grandmother and grandfather built the house. I don’t know early 1900s something my mom was born in 1939 so 1935 or something. They built the house so you know that didn’t make sense to me that number I was getting. Patricia is always telling us don’t judge these things with the conscious mind. Just pick the number you know, have the number, see the number pick it, claim that number, but it’s it may or may not relate or may relate to different parts of the story that you’re going to get. So that’s the number I got something in that range between 1314 – 1316. I analyzed it, as I so often do and then I went to 1326 or 28.
So then I saw myself sort of either as my grandmother in those younger years and what she was experiencing with the green she loved greens so the walls were painted light green, they were stuck out the floor the door itself was this like rough kind of very, very, I would say rough wood and then the wood forwards and she had on a shoe that was like a boot that was sort of the ugly clogs some wear these days. But the while I’ve now I’ve just I just lost the name, but they are the ones you slide into. That sort of rubber plastic. Crocks.
My grandmother was upstairs and I could see the upstairs. I felt like I was right in the house. And I was either my grandmother, or I was the angel on her shoulder or I was looking at her like me and myself. I was looking at her and looking at what her life was like or would have been like. I think I was seeing through her eyes!
So I was trying to remember if there was anything else about that particular life that I wanted to say but it was weird. It was like the multiverse. I went to everything that’s happening now. So is this really a past life I’m seeing past present future is all happening now. Everything was like it started like I saw the fractals coming in. It was sort of like a hall of mirrors kind of effect. And by that point, I was about out of that life anyway. Oh, those dungarees. So she was wearing it when I looked down. My grandmother was wearing me as my grandmother or whatever right? She was wearing these almost like a burlap sack potato sack of pants and they were cut off sure because she was out working in the garden in the mud in the field and stuff so they were cut off for convenience, for working sake, not for styles. So they were almost like a cross between a dungaree crop pant. A very scratchy, very heavy material to protect your legs so she was working out in the garden or in the field. Oh, and her hands were the way my grandmother’s hands were in life, kind of mangled from working at the box factory for years. She had been injured at the box factory. That’s a true story, but I hadn’t thought about any of this stuff in many years–if at all.
So it’s like I was sort of seeing life from her perspective things that I wouldn’t have thought otherwise. But whether true or not I still don’t know. I’d have to speak with my uncle and see if he can validate any of that but yeah, I get the sense that she was standing upstairs looking outside and she was looking at the animals that actually did have animals on a small farm. Her and my grandfather’s farm.
So yeah, that was what I saw. I don’t think I saw anything like how she died because I know how she died, as our lives overlap by 18 years. I was 18 when she passed away. And I almost said it there when I asked what was my grandmother. Okay, anyways, it’s a little wackiness um,
My second Past Life was something to do with 16. Again, it was like 1628 or something like that. And it was a very different life. I was a man I was in Japan and I distinctly recall sitting on a solid red bench. Interestingly, at the lunch that Patricia and I went to we ended up, we were going to one restaurant, but they were closed. We turned around and went back. She didn’t know there was a Japanese restaurant there in the same center, the plaza with the Celestial building and so we went to a Japanese restaurant. A true Japanese restaurant that didn’t have Thai food and things either so we were kind of limited on we were either gonna eat sushi, a lot of raw fish or just get a salad we does opt in for a salad but the sushi set was still on the table. I flipped the little container over and I said the bench I saw myself sitting on looked just like this that would hold the soy sauce and it was the same solid color red. It’s just that the bench would have been the soy container. The soy sauce, little dish flipped over and that would have all been painted red has had no back and no sides.
So I was this man in Japan sitting on a red bench. And let’s see I don’t remember if I saw my feet or my hands or what I was wearing. I don’t think I did. I was trying to think what was spectacular about that life. Oh, well. Definitely I got the message that thank you. It’s still the best prayer we could ever say even though it’s so simple, and it’s seemingly inconsequential. And we say it so flippantly. But people don’t either they don’t say it enough or they don’t say it sincerely and they don’t mean it. And what I learned and this was reiterated to me at Newgrange when I put my hands on the stones there. While coming in and out several times, I was able to have that time to be able to do that, to have that presence in mind to do that. I laid my hands on the stones at Newgrange (in the chamber) and said thank you.
Thank you you know, I mean, the magnificence, the magnitude of their being there, the ancient ones, the age of them that what they’ve experienced the people who have touched them coming in and out and just the presence in the space that they hold and it really just touched me deeply. And so that’s what I got from being that man in Japan. And just really I guess having that sense of awe and sense of presence and awareness of being there. And sitting on that bench. Maybe it was the idea of sitting on the bench watching the world go by I don’t know what’s in the cherry blossoms watching children play. What else is life about? You know, but experience life is about the experience and being grateful for it. And I’ll take a deep breath and end this now.
Be open to receiving many blessings and always is my prayer for you every moment. Spirit sees ALL timelines, interactions, and interweaving lines. We will know too when we are on the Other Side.
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Okay, so this is me talking and driving again and hopefully this comes through okay. Let’s begin.
Now these are my thoughts on the past life regression that I just attended in Palm Harbor today. And I was with our dear soul friend, hypnotherapist, Sedona AZ and Sacred Celtic Journey guide—the honorable, and full of integrity, Patricia McGivern.
I tell you, every time I sit with Patricia in a circle, and this was by far the largest circle, of at least 16 souls, I am always observing the variety of people who show up. This time we had two young men, one said he was 21. And then we have the rest of us older ladies, the youngest was maybe 30 with the rest in their 40s, 50s, and 60s. I spoke with a couple of ladies that were older than me and many were around my age and then several who were younger.
I sat between the partner of the 21 year old medium/channeler. And a young lady engineer whom later told me she was from India, but had no accent. And seemed eager to speak of her ethnicity—I never asked. A beautiful gal, she told me she didn’t consider herself spiritual (though I was thinking, but we ALL are). She was now getting into the mystical arts. I spoke with her and another lady who may have been 40 or 50, but seemed so vibrant to me. She was a Veteran and we had some habits in common besides crystals etc.
I felt it was very interesting sitting between these energies. I sat in a cane back arm chair that had a soft cushion. I put my lapis blue wool wrap from Ireland behind my head. Initially, when we were all introducing ourselves, I had covered up with it. I thought I was going to lay down. But there was so many people in the room, and I arrived right on time, instead of early (due to running into a heavy downpour in Largo), that I was unable to lay down on the floor. In my chair, there had been a cushy pillow, but somebody grabbed it when I wasn’t looking so I just had the chair. I tried to get as comfortable as I could but mostly the whole time was aware of my back. Probably also because I’ve just been chatting with my bestie (about her back pain) and had been researching a new solution to ease her back pain. So I was aware of my back the whole time because I felt like my back was sort of in a reverse arch from what it should have been. I crossed my legs and then crossed them the other way every so often. I wanted to keep them uncrossed though to allow the energy to flow during the regression. But alas, it is what it is. Or was what it was. I was a little uncomfortable the whole time. So be it.
My comfort level probably kept me from going very deep into a deeply relaxed state (which is what hypnosis is). But suffice to say, I was able to keep my eyes closed. And I did connect with my sister, Christina (written about here as a little blue dot and subject of my current book in progress).
In meditation (or the meditative state), I can see the blue start to come in at this time.
I was more focused on visualizing my grandmother’s rose that I had just connected with in West Virginia a few weeks ago.
I focused on (when Patricia asked us to touch the bark of the tree that we were visualizing in our garden), the brick. I touched the brick on my grandmother and grandfather’s house that my uncle and aunt have lived in since 1980. I felt the roughness of the bricks. I felt the pinprick of the rosebush the vine gave me—reminding me a bit of the couple of times when we were in Ireland and I was caught by the stinging nettle.
A single rose bloom on my grandmother’s rose bush in West Virginia that is over 50 years old.
So, everything comes full circle as they say.
When Patricia asked us to go into our first, second, and third lifetime (typically, this is as different people), essentially my first person was myself at a younger age, much younger, when my grandparents were still living. I could actually see my grandfather walking around the living room of their home. I climbed up into his big green leather reclining chair that had the heat and vibration.
As a child I just remember being so in love with that chair. I thought my grandfather did the best thing he could do or one of the best things he could do for himself, to buy that chair for himself. I mean, I know the man did not buy much for himself and that he was not someone we would call a self love, self care kind of guy. He was a rough tough mechanic and truck driver. He built churches, he built their home (my grandmother helped him too).
Screenshot of Patricia’s Past Life Regression Workshop
All that to say, my grandfather Withee was a very rugged guy, but he was soft, gentle, and warm on the inside. Oh, and he had a huge, huge heart. So I imagine my grandfather would come off the road, his body so beat and tired. I remember grandmother even talking about that when I was wee little. She would say his body’s just so beat from that truck that he needs that chair to relax and to help his body repair itself. And so I saw myself as the little one sitting in that chair, and someone said, aren’t you concerned she was sitting in your chair and he said no, Sheila is gentle and she takes care of things and she’s not going to hurt it (as compared to other children). I wasn’t like other children whom may have jumped up and down on it or broken it. Or something.
So, I was fascinated for a few minutes and noticed how sometimes we are treated differently and we treat our children differently based upon their own particular characteristics and peculiarities and now I see why that might have been. I might have tried to come to the earth before I did. I might have tried to come in as a son born to my grandparents because my Uncle Jim has told me about my grandmother losing a boy before he was born, and my aunt Janice showed me his marker after we buried mom and dad a few weeks ago. Why? My aunt and uncle believe Christina is buried next to my uncle Jim’s baby brother, who apparently was stillborn, lost at birth, or shortly after birth.
So, there was a boy my grandparents had lost. Now, I feel my grandmother can benefit (from my soul work), even though she’s beyond The Veil. In the Grand Beyond. So many can benefit from Patricia’s book Angel babies! Oh, I need to order one for my aunt and uncle and send to them!) As Patricia’s book helped my daughter so much! Angel Babies consoled my daughter to the point of her being able to conceive again and then have Jaclyn and Jewel! So yes, there’s learning, there’s growing, and there’s wisdom on this side and the other side. And I just heard this morning that really the veil is just our human brain. Once we get beyond our human brain, we are on the other side. We are in the Grand Beyond with our others who have gone on before us and left the physical plane.
During the regression, [cut this out for inclusion in my book]. Ah, but there’s a part two, so I will continue to share more… here.
We we are constructing this reality in our minds. This whole reality is a mental construct! And science just came out with this as an established scientific notion or theory, pointing to the fact that everything is a mental hologram or matrix—what we think of as real are not real. They were constructed in a mind whether that’s the mind of God or ALL the minds combined of humanity. That Mind is creating our perceived reality and part of that knowing is helpful because it gives us hope that we can rebuild or build a new reality, a new earth, or a new planet. Perhaps, we see the current planet in a new paradigm, whereby we see it in a new way of looking at things? We incorporate and integrate everything that we’ve known up to this point in time about The Field, or the unified field, where everything is connected, as One.
At the Institute of Noetic Science (IONS), as well as at The Monroe Institute and The Edgar Cayce Institute—these topics and ideas are explored.
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Sometimes I wake up at 3am and lay awake in bed for an hour or more, hoping to go back to sleep, but my mind starts to drift. Sometimes I get up and quietly write something on the computer (for my blog, or the book I’ve been writing over the last ten years). Sometimes I meditate, pray, cry, and then meditate some more. Other times I go on a crystal journey (meditating with one or more special crystals near or on my body), which nearly every time takes me on an inward path where I find the gentle solace of a holy place.
Take time
My grandfather used to say, “Stop and smell the roses.” Somehow, I feel when I wake up in the middle of the night, it’s because I didn’t take time to smell the roses that day, or if I did, now I’m caught up in the mystery of it ALL. Had I been as fully aware as I could have been in that moment I was smelling the rose? To understand I was standing in the presence of something timeless? Grace washing over me? My thoughts become almost tangible and palpable. As I lay in bed, my heart becomes so open that I think it will leave my body! My huge open heart resonates with a feeling of connection with ALL.
Everything happens for a reason
I believe everything happens for a reason. I cry about things that cannot be changed, about which I feel guilty, or ashamed. Gradually, I let those thoughts go. I remember good times. I remember the friends and family who have transitioned. I miss them. I cry some more. Then, oddly, I begin very slowly, almost like a train steadily slowing as it arrives at a station, to breathe, and allow myself just to psychically embrace each of them. I remember each persons face, what it felt like to be near them, perhaps as we were going somewhere, dancing, talking, or such. I send them my love. I tell them, “Though I miss you fiercely, I know you are in perfect health, wonderful peace, and like the molecules of air around and IN me, you are still near me. And I love you. Thank you. Thank you ever so much dear heart for ALL you gave me. For helping me be who I am NOW.”
Sometimes after a stretch of time, I fall back to sleep. Other times, I write for hours before deciding it’s time to shower and get ready to prepare for my day.
There have been times that the connection I feel to my friends and loved ones, during these middle of the night mental sojourns are so strong, they seem vividly real. But, more often than not, the “visit” is faint, and dissipates into a near whisper. I am imagining, right? I mean, just because it feels real, it cannot be so. Or can it? As I do not limit God, perhaps there is a way to connect and spend time with my loved ones–and I am not only referring to those who have passed on, but even with those who are not living physically near me.
Empty space is not empty
I don’t pretend to know what fills empty space, though the new frontiers of science is finding that what they used to think was empty space, is actually “filled” with “something”–though they do not yet know what. Could that mean that my mystical musings in the middle of the night are when I mysteriously meander through a holy place? It certainly does feel like it’s a sanctuary for me.
Unaware
I’ve learned that when I move too quickly through a day, too caught in all of the “doing”, that I can easily walk by people, places, and things, unaware of the blessings or hidden messages that they might provide. Have I “walked by” people, places, or things, too preoccupied to notice the richness, the magnificence, or the subtle profound vibrations each offer me?
Realizing that I can always STOP, and consciously choose to pay attention to even the smallest of things, my heart dances with joy! I am open!
Heaven on Earth
I actively seek. And I know when we honestly seek, eventually, we will find. I do not need a crown of jewels when I get to Heaven (whatever do people expect to do with those anyway?) but instead, I’d rather trade anxieties for peaceful moments, sadness, feelings of loss, or thoughts of missing those I love most, into balanced emotions, joy, and dare I say, pure bliss NOW–while I’m alive! Isn’t that the true definition of having good mental health?
I go back again and again in my mind to my grandfather’s mantra. Regardless of the season, weather or time of day, I don’t want to miss the roses. When I leave this place, my spirit, mind, and body will have lived fully, changed much, and heartily, truthfully, given as deeply as I knew how–to those who received me.
I speak a mindful thought to someone. Then POOF! And it’s gone.
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Live and breathe Love & Gratitude
Thank Omniscience ALLways. OM
A bit about me:
An Amazon bestselling author of two co-authored books: “Transform Your Life Book 2 Inspirational Stories and Expert Advice,” “Energy of Receiving”, plus author of “Blue Eyes: Ethereal Messages of Connection,” and holistic health book that details how I naturally reversed asthma, “Have Yourself a Wholly Vibrant Life: Reversing Asthma and Other Chronic Illness Naturally” all available on Amazon.
Be the best version of who you want to be.
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Integrating the Spirals 