After writing three books on the Afterlife and Reincarnation cycles, I wondered how succinctly I might express the wisdom I had accumulated from my experience and research. Everyone, after a couple of drinks, likes to ruminate on the meaning of life, and I thought this might add some funky fuel to the fire.
I’m not the kind of person you’d expect to see here. Bit of an anomaly really. Should have been in the other place, and I was for a while but I worked my way out. Bit of a bad boy to tell the truth. Monster to some. And I can see why. Could see even then. But admit it to myself, that took a while.
I have always been drawn to the number 941. I see 1234 everywhere. It is wildly magical. When I am drawn to look at a clock or a sign, and I see one of my numbers, it further cements how clear I am in my direction. Always.
Palmistry has been practiced for thousands of years. Your character can clearly be understood by analyzing the physical features on your palms and your destiny can be revealed.
Those of us who explore what seems like the fringes of experience, know that the real adventure is confronting one’s immortality – the many lives, planes and planets that become the furniture of infinity as we move to the music of multidimensionality.
This work that I do has me walking between two worlds; the one I left behind and the one that opens me up to the rest of the universe. When this paranormal experience started I heard from people who had already passed on giving me messages. Or I saw or heard from people who were about to transition (die).
What happens to us when we die? Scientists say physical death is the end of life. Our souls are immortal but where we go first, right after we die, depends on what we did in life says one man that has seen the other side 3 times.
One of my teachers, influencers as the saying now goes, wrote about a century ago that waking up and not knowing who you were or are, even for a few seconds, is but a taste of higher self consciousness.
When this story first came back to me, I was shown it wasn’t just a coincidence. I manifested it. I created a miracle that day, and I had no idea.
In 2015, while attending a Reiki/Crystal Bowl healing meditation in Fort Myers, Florida, something strange happened. I found myself in unfamiliar territory, face to face with an important and historical icon from the Lakota Sioux Nation—White Buffalo.