Welcome to our latest blog exploring some of the many lives that I have witnessed over the last 30 years.
In one of our past life classes years ago there was a woman who kept having the same experiences over and over again in each class. Finally, she moved to the next section of that lifetime and was able to put all the pieces together. The first part she described to the class was a man wearing a tilted hat standing outside an old house. He looked very sad and it seemed like no one in the house was interested in letting him in the house. So in the beginning of these regressions, he just stayed outside waiting for them to let him in. Finally, she realized the people in the house couldn’t see him.
Over many classes, she discovered that she was Edward Curtis. In every regression, he wore a hat that tilted over one of his eyes. She came across a picture randomly and immediately knew she had found the person she was looking for. Edward Curtis was an American photographer who focused on the American West and Native American people. In 1895 he met and photographed Princess Angelinine known as Kickisomic. She was the daughter of Chief Sealth of Seattle. In 1906 J.P. Morgan provided Curtis with $75,000 to produce a series on Native Americans. It took Curtis 20 years to produce this series of twenty volumes. He took over 40,000 photographs in that twenty years. He used 1500 of them in the Native American series. Much of Curtis’s work was lost to the world for years in a bookstore basement and rediscovered in 1972. His work is now shown in Northwestern University, Library of Congress, Charles Lauriat archives eventually were put in the Palace of the Governors in Santa Fe, New Mexico. His work is also on display at the Peabody Museum. His work is also on display at the Indiana University and the University of Wyoming.
The woman really struggled with the regressions but found a consistent aspect in all of them. the man she was wore the same hat consistently in every flame reading we did. Finally, there was an almost complete picture on the paper with the hat perched on his head and she said that’s who I am. So we eventually found out specifically who she was. Interestingly enough, I had never heard of him and yet she had friends who had his photographs or knew all about him.
Blessings,
Patricia