Past life regression workshop notes from group session with Patricia McGivern 27-Aug-2022

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.

Transcribed by https://otter.ai

Then POOF and it’s gone

Then POOF it’s gone

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

Spiral Energy by Sheila Murrey

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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Thank Omniscience ALLways. OM

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