a loud noise, whose source neither of us could identify, jerked Marilyn awake. It was not the noise that caused her to return to consciousness, but the past-life which she began re-experiencing as soon as she closed her eyes. It made her feel “weird.” She told me she was a girl of about ten who had just been thrown into the water from a boat filled with many people.
When we continued, I took her back to a time earlier in that life, prior to this disturbing scene. It was 1791 in Argentina. She lived in a large house with her parents. There was an orange tree beside the house, and she had a mare that she rode. A servant was cleaning. Her father was making wine, and her mother was hanging laundry. They both looked familiar to her, but she was not able to identify who they are in her current life. This young girl believed that the house was hers, but it soon became apparent to me that her parents were also servants. Then, once again, she was startled by an internal noise that caused her to become dizzy and shot her back again to instant consciousness. [I want to note here that several unusual things happened during this regression. This is not meant to scare you; it merely indicates the depth of trance Marilyn had achieved. She did not even hear the dogs barking and the noise of the neighbor’s lawnmower as he cut the grass while we worked.]
As Marilyn carefully returned to that life experience, she found herself again on the small boat which was filled with people whom she did not know. Her parents sent her unaccompanied on this long trip, but she did not understand why and questioned whether or not she had been bad for them to send her away. Some of the people sat her on the edge of the boat and wanted her to swim by herself to the shore. They pushed her back and forth to the edge of the boat, telling her to swim, but she was afraid of the water. This terrified little girl could not see the shore and kept telling them she wanted to be with her mother and father. She thought they were being mean to her and believed she must have been bad. Eventually they pushed her into the water, and the boat moved away. Although she tried to stay on top of the water, her fear kept taking her deeper and deeper until she lost consciousness.
When she came to, she was on a sandy beach. A young man with pretty blue eyes was holding out his hands saying that it was so good to see her again, but she did not remember ever having seen him before. This man, Joseph, had rescued her from the water. Then his wife, Alice, joined them. He told the girl that he had not seen her since she was a baby, and they hugged. It felt nice, but she missed her mom and dad.
This is when the healing process began as we followed the feeling in her heart when she thought of her parents and let the truth reveal itself. Joseph and Alice were, in fact, her real parents. They had been poor and had either sent her away to live with the other couple in the big house or she had been taken from them. Her real parents were no longer poor, and she was sent back to them. As she walked hand and hand across the sand with her parents, she noticed the water on one side and orange trees (again) on the other. Joseph kept saying, “You are home now.”
The next significant event, and the key one in regard to her physical condition, began in school when she was about fifteen. A boy sat next to her who had eyes like Joseph’s. His name was Frederick. He kept toying with her, playing with her even though the teacher told them to be quiet. Then he asked if he could copy her work, and she refused. Frederick started poking her in the side and it hurt her. She kept telling him to stop and so did the teacher until he finally did. Later the students were outside playing and holding hands. Frederick was next to her and kept poking her, seemingly playing with her. He poked her so hard that it hurt. When her mother came to get her, Marilyn discovered that Frederick was her older brother.
When they went home, there was a small birthday cake on the table with her name on it. The name was Sandra. As the family and other invited people sat at the table singing happy birthday, Frederick once again began poking her and would not stop. This was enough information to begin the transformative work. We investigated the place in her side where he hurt her with his poking. Marilyn saw this spot as black and blue as if she had a real bruise on her side. We replayed the scene with her asking him questions. Frederick informed her that he didn’t want her there. He had lived alone with their parents while she was gone, and it was clear that he was jealous because she was getting so much attention. In essence, he was trying to eliminate her with his poking. After she forgave him, the birthday scene changed as he moved away and stopped poking her. We did additional energy work on the side that had been poked with help from the Spiritual Forces and released some energy of the anger she was holding. When we were done, her side felt better.
Marilyn still needed to understand why the people she thought were her parents really weren’t. A spiritual teacher from the Light was enlisted to provide her with information about how and why this happened. She learned that her parents had done what they thought was best for her, and perhaps they had little choice and were somehow forced to do this by the owners of the house. Knowing this, she was able to forgive them also.
As is generally the case, important people in that Argentinean life also played significant and even metaphorical roles in her life as Marilyn. Alice, her mother then, lived several doors down from Marilyn and was her best friend—also named Alice—for years. The father, Joseph, was her late ex-husband who activated this imprint when he hit her in that very spot with a cast-iron frying pan. Frederick was again literally by her side when he lived right next door to her during the time of the awakening of the energetic wound, the wound which would eventually manifest in the physical. Interestingly, his name is Mark, as if he were marking the spot, the issue, for Marilyn to heal in this lifetime. The woman whom she thought was her mother then is Mark’s wife. Her foster father reincarnated as her father this time around. This seems a little complicated, but it is a good example of how a small group of souls work together lifetime after lifetime in different roles to transform their negative patterns so that they might learn from each other and grow spiritually.
There were other correlations between that life and this one—the oranges and even the mare she was so fond of. Perhaps one of those in that lifetime which seemed familiar to her was her grandfather who gave her oranges as a treat. Marilyn was also amused by the fact that while she was growing up, her nickname was Mare!
Marilyn continues to heal and the process is now accelerating. This part of the healing was completed, but after we were done, we both sensed she still had more forgiveness work to do with her late ex-husband. She has decided to use the 40-Day Forgiveness Prayer. The hole in her side is now completely healed after fourteen months. Perhaps when she completes the 40-Day Prayer, the pain in her hip, on the side where she was poked and hit, will stop also.
STACEY—FOOD CANNOT MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER
This was Stacey’s second regression. The first is reported later in the book in Chapter 6 on relationships. In this session she chose to discover the source of her weight issue so that she might change an unhealthy pattern that causes her to be heavier than she desires.
As we began, Stacey quickly found herself back in ancient Italy as a female in her twenties. Some of her first words were, “I am huge, and my family calls me disgusting and gross. They call me horrible names.” Her family shut her in a room by herself and came only to bring her food that was not intended to nourish her but to be a punishment that was an outlet for their anger. Somehow making her big made them feel better.
While they used food as a means of torture, this girl used it to make herself feel better. For some reason they thought she could take abuse. (In this part in the regression I had to ask her subconscious to translate her words as she was thinking them in Italian, a language she does not currently know.) This young woman was the youngest of many children, and her parents did not want her. They did not have much income and blamed her for their money problems; all of them, even her brothers and sisters, blamed her. The oldest sister was “the worst.” Stacey recognized this sister as her maternal grandmother, the one for whom Stacey had been her guardian in
