Jim78
Probationary
You know....I'm not too sure if the reincarnation community is doing me any good anymore.
I want to talk to claimants entrenched in the spit and sawdust of past life knowledge. Those who stand apart from their current life generations. Those who understand the weight of the experiences of their past lives.
If I'm to hear from a farmer I want to hear how his hands were calloused by manual labour and such.
If I've to hear from an Egyptian Pharoah I want to hear how the weight of his status played on his heart and his emotions.
I read this bollox from The Irish Times about my past lives:
QUOTE:
Describing Michael Collins as “the hero of our nation”, Kenny recounted how Patrick Collins had moved to Chicago at the turn of the century and encouraged his younger brother to join him, even securing him a job in the National Bank.
“How different our history might have been if Michael had accepted that invitation but fate did not have it thus. Instead Michael Collins was not content to see things as they are and that’s why he dreamed of things that never were,” he said.
"More than that he made his dreams a reality, winning Ireland its independence and setting us on the road to the country that we are now.
END QUOTE.
https://www.irishtimes.com/news/pol...y-as-he-meets-collins-s-descendants-1.3109856
The 'Hero of our nation'! Pfft...
I remember people approaching me in hushed tones, humbled etc...
All these bright-eyed young women looking at me like little girls....smiling.
I remember those who weren't impressed by me either. I loved them, they were people I could deal with. Who wants feckin' yes men?
So what made me the 'hero of a nation'? Simple....balls. I didn't care about status or vanity or any such thing. In all my Irish lives I've loved my country. I have always been a patriot true and fearless ( to paraphrase Winston Churchill ).
Like I said to the Chief over six years ago...."This nation was built in places like pubs. I'm delighted to see that's still true nearly 100 years later."
The truth is I wasn't career-minded, I wasn't self-motivated except in the sense that I like a pat on the head as much as the next man. I was simply a soldier doing my duty for my fellow countrymen.
I'll tell you all, I tried to talk with my counselor about the crippling guilt I felt about Bloody Sunday 1920 and he didn't hear a bloody word I said. He said, "Michael Collins had a lot of admirable qualities". " Yeah man", I thought, "You obviously weren't there with your naive nonsense."
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloody_Sunday_(1920)
That's what I've been missing from expressing my reincarnation journey, spit and sawdust from others. Grounded practicality. I don't want to hear about great heroes of the past nor the romanticism of farmers throughout history. That's just not how it was IMO.
I want to hear stories and feedback. I want to hear even cold comfort for fecks sake.
Somebody please tell me I was OK?
Somebody please tell me they worked til their hands bled and went to bed hungry?
Somebody, please tell me they work in IT and go to bed with full bellies in their current life?
Somebody please give me a reason to continue to have faith in the reincarnation community?
I know you are out there.
I want to talk to claimants entrenched in the spit and sawdust of past life knowledge. Those who stand apart from their current life generations. Those who understand the weight of the experiences of their past lives.
If I'm to hear from a farmer I want to hear how his hands were calloused by manual labour and such.
If I've to hear from an Egyptian Pharoah I want to hear how the weight of his status played on his heart and his emotions.
I read this bollox from The Irish Times about my past lives:
QUOTE:
Describing Michael Collins as “the hero of our nation”, Kenny recounted how Patrick Collins had moved to Chicago at the turn of the century and encouraged his younger brother to join him, even securing him a job in the National Bank.
“How different our history might have been if Michael had accepted that invitation but fate did not have it thus. Instead Michael Collins was not content to see things as they are and that’s why he dreamed of things that never were,” he said.
"More than that he made his dreams a reality, winning Ireland its independence and setting us on the road to the country that we are now.
END QUOTE.
https://www.irishtimes.com/news/pol...y-as-he-meets-collins-s-descendants-1.3109856
The 'Hero of our nation'! Pfft...
I remember people approaching me in hushed tones, humbled etc...
All these bright-eyed young women looking at me like little girls....smiling.
I remember those who weren't impressed by me either. I loved them, they were people I could deal with. Who wants feckin' yes men?
So what made me the 'hero of a nation'? Simple....balls. I didn't care about status or vanity or any such thing. In all my Irish lives I've loved my country. I have always been a patriot true and fearless ( to paraphrase Winston Churchill ).
Like I said to the Chief over six years ago...."This nation was built in places like pubs. I'm delighted to see that's still true nearly 100 years later."
The truth is I wasn't career-minded, I wasn't self-motivated except in the sense that I like a pat on the head as much as the next man. I was simply a soldier doing my duty for my fellow countrymen.
I'll tell you all, I tried to talk with my counselor about the crippling guilt I felt about Bloody Sunday 1920 and he didn't hear a bloody word I said. He said, "Michael Collins had a lot of admirable qualities". " Yeah man", I thought, "You obviously weren't there with your naive nonsense."
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloody_Sunday_(1920)
That's what I've been missing from expressing my reincarnation journey, spit and sawdust from others. Grounded practicality. I don't want to hear about great heroes of the past nor the romanticism of farmers throughout history. That's just not how it was IMO.
I want to hear stories and feedback. I want to hear even cold comfort for fecks sake.
Somebody please tell me I was OK?
Somebody please tell me they worked til their hands bled and went to bed hungry?
Somebody, please tell me they work in IT and go to bed with full bellies in their current life?
Somebody please give me a reason to continue to have faith in the reincarnation community?
I know you are out there.
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