My Lifetime as Ferdinand in France

Part of My Lifetimes with the Christ series by carolan nathan

The fields were covered by a glaze of ice that was quickly churned under by the roiling feet of horses as they galloped towards the chateau that appeared out of the early morning mist.  First in line was a dashing gallant, his long chestnut curls streaming behind him, his face was set in a mischievous grin as he dwelled upon who was waiting for him in the warmth of the bedroom high up in the castle’s walls.   A bright light appeared at one of the windows and Ferdinand knew it was his ladylove awaiting his arrival, shining a candle to show him the way.

The other riders were amused at their leader’s obvious delight and spurred their charges on with even greater abandon for they too were looking forward to the food and drink that would be set out on the large plank table in the castle’s great hall.

Then the sound of crashing trees burst upon their ears and to their dismay, they saw ahead of them a strange assortment of men sawing and pushing the mighty oaks into their path.   The gallants tried to pull up in time to avoid the large branches falling on them and their chargers but it was too late.   One by one they fell and were broken to pieces.  ‘Revenge, revenge’ was the cry from the men sawing away madly.    ‘You took our lady’s honour and now all must pay for the sake of one!’

Ferdinand knew that he was responsible for the painful death of so many of his friends and in the moment of his passing, he asked for forgiveness in the name of the Christ for this.  In his inner vision, he became one with a great Light and then it was over.

Lifetimes...the Search for Ones We Knew Before

By cnwriter..carolina, Poetry

Do you wonder if you have lived before and find yourself searching for someone you not who...I did for many lifetimes looking for one who was buried deep inside me...and I found him...this is all about it..

Searching

or were we

It seems so very long ago
We held each other so close
Vowing always to be together
We did not know what we were creating

Lifetime after lifetime we searched

You for me
Me for you
The karma deep and strong
For love can do that

Lessons To Learn

as we were

Atlantis Venus Egypt
We there did roam
Looking always for each other
Knowing that we would know

Such fools were we
And yet adventures new we did discover
People places to explore
Learn the lessons sometimes good
Often painful

Creating More

karmic times

Create we did more karmic lessons
Those we loved but loved us not
People we harmed
Physically, mentally emotionally
Many different ways for sure

Yet still we searched
Not knowing why
An urging deep inside
Lifetime to lifetime
It followed us around

All Over

Free from each other

Now here we are today
Meeting loving parting
For the karma has cleared
And we are free
Me of you
You of me

Matters It Not

Mattereth it not

When all is said and done
All lifetimes added up as one
Who will judge just what we did
Or said
Or loved
Or hated
Or even more

It matters not a whit

My Lifetimes with the Christ....As Keira in Sweden

By cnwriter..carolina, 13th Dec 2011 

Often a fascination with different periods of history on Mother Earth and other planets can lead to an exploration of our previous lifetimes. In this piece the end of one of my lifetimes and meeting with the Christ...how wonderful...also a video of Cloud Atlas lots of many lifetimes...  The action of karma also can frighten some and others will deny for when a baby dies at a young age most blame God, not realizing it is a past action being cleared. Each and every action has its cause and effect and the effect is karma.

Most people will not agree which is fine for it is still going on.

When the Christ touches to You

Windemere

It was a time of ice and snow. The fields were bare and the leafless branches of the spindly trees seemed to wave threateningly at the pale, wintry sun. Nothing moved in the desolate bleakness. I walked along the stony, snow covered path feeling my strength ebb at each footstep. I knew it would notbe long before I collapsed.
Suddenly I sensed a great warmth all around me. I turned and saw a man in a long brown robe walking behind me. His sandals were open and his head was uncovered and the biting wind blew his long hair and beard. I heard my name whispered. I heard the sound inside of me yet it seemed to issue from this man.

I stopped and swayed for it had been many days since I had eaten. He came up to me and placed His hand upon my head and slivers of heat warmed me through. I stared shaking and He gathered me in His arms. Inside I heard a voice telling me that it was time to come home and the Lord had sent his Beloved Son to carry me hence.

A glorious light filled my inner vision and I felt my heart almost burst with joy. He told me to forgive myself and the people who had hurt and harmed me. In that moment of forgiveness I became aware of a great lightness and then there was nothing.

What Karma is all About

It may seem strange to others who not yet have experienced the magic of their own soul and not yet learned that each soul incarnates but once and then goes through many re-embodiments clearing karma from previous ones and also experiencing all things for that is why in the first place the soul which is part of God (or Universal Consciousness/Divinity/Cosmic Consciousness)...call it what you will before returning into the Godhead....every person this does.

Some in their dream state will experience other lifetimes. Some lifetimes can be horrendous and we will not bring back memory unless we are supposed to.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdiLxyGH8Lg

My Lifetimes with the Christ continued..Nameless this One...

Nameless this One.

And it came to pass that her journey began.  But first she had to go past chasms and impenetrable rocks.  Her fingers were torn and bloody from the rocky surfaces and her arms weighed down from the effort of pulling herself through the narrow fissures in the rocks.  But always ahead of her, she saw her goal – glimpses of the quiet midnight blue ocean at the edge of the fall.

Memories of other ages and other times flashed through her mind becoming more and more vivid as her body weakened.  She knew that those she loved were waiting for her.  She could hear them calling her from within.

The light seemed to dim but still she struggled on and in her hazy vision appeared the one she had so loved and then lost in the war between her country and the Goths who had poured through the hills and massacred all in their way.  He seemed to beckon her on as if he knew that his strength could aid her to her destination.  She took heart from his appearance and a great surge of energy passed through her. She knew she could make it now and take those final steps.

But before she could go any further, a murky shape seemed to form in front of her.  It was the one who had wanted her ever since she had turned from puberty and her face and body had become beautiful.  He had followed her wherever she went and laid traps to try and entice her away from the one she loved.  Now his long fingers stretched out towards her and she knew he would pull her into him so that they would merge and she would never again be herself.   The black form of the wizard grew and grew until it blocked everything.  There was no light, no lover, no one, she was all alone.

A great sigh escaped from her and her heart seemed to stop beating with the pain she felt through her body.  The dark form enveloped her filling her with darkness and despair.  With her last breath she called her lover’s name and in that loving moment, the dark Lord fell from her.  She tumbled down into the velvety ocean and was received into its peaceful arms.

Xerxes, King of Persia and his 10,000 Immortals...a tale of Karma

By cnwriter..carolina,

Xerxes ruled Persia until he was murdered in 465 BCE. He and his Immortals, a band of 10,000 warriors fought against the 300 Spartans at Thermopylae. They consisted of Medes, Elamites and Persians and also served as the royal bodyguard of Xerxes. There is also the karma that came from that lifetime here.

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King of Persia

Xerxes on his throne

I remember him so long ago
The King of Persia Xerxes by name
A man of great power was he
Ruled he the land from 485–465 BCE
His father Darius a great King too
Of the Achaemenid Empire
Had taught him all the royal skills
Of ruling and of battle

Hydarnes, one of the 10,000 Immortals

The Immortals

I a mere dancer in the court
But well endowed I was 
And loved by many a man
Especially those the Invincibles they were called
Enjoyed my swirling whirling round
My veils flying high 
Revealing lush curves and secrets

They used my body as they would
Hungry always they were
But only one of them I loved
Hydarnes was his name
So much wanted I to be his wife
But that could never be
He of the 10,000 Immortals
Their job it was to protect the King
Die on their swords for him
They were his Royal Guard

Declaring Karma over...

How they looked...

He had a love technique so rare
Other women loved him too
So why be bothered with just one
He did declare

Into this lifetime now we came
To work this out together
For fourteen years he played with me
Until I did declare the karma over
And left him for another

One Step Forward Two Back

Court dancers

It was over so I thought
But is that not what we do
Walk our bodies away
But what happens to our
Thoughts
Feelings
Longings
Urgings

Return over and over again
Planning revenge or some such silly thing
Then karma again hits us in the face
Back we are on the Wheel of Eighty Four

Over means Over

Declaring it Over means OVER
No going back in anyway
Mind
Emotions
Physical contact

and so it is

My Lifetime as Carla in Italy

Being part of My Lifetimes with the Christ

It was a time of great celebration.  The streets were choked with gaily dressed people in their festive best.  Vendors vied with each other to get the attention of buyers for the aromatic foods they were offering.  Hot pasties stuffed with spiced cheeses and meats; vari-coloured jellies and preserves to spread on the long crusty loaves of hot bread;  rainbow-hued creams and syllabubs, some covered with crusted sugar, others with crystallized ginger.  Large vats of ale and wine stood at the entry to each street and quick-handed youths handed out pitchers or mugs brimming with these delicious brews.

Suddenly there was a rumble and then the clip-clopping of horses’ hooves on the fresh washed cobbles.  Into the square in the centre of the town drove a wooden cart followed by four or five soldiers on horseback.  In the cart sat an old woman, her hands bound tightly behind her back.  Her long greasy hair fell upon her bony shoulders and her thin body convulsed with shuddering sights.  The cart stopped and the soldiers dismounted and one of them pulled the woman from the cart.  She fell heavily and was dragged upright. The soldier hit her on the head and she started crying piteously.  He roughly pulled her onto the bundles of wood that were piled high and slipped her arms over the stake that was sticking out of the wood.  He took a burning thong and bent to light the wood.

Then the miracle occurred.

 Into the centre of the square strode a man garbed in a white flowing robe.  He walked over to the frightened woman and quietly told her to be still. He stretched out His hands and the ropes fell away from around her.  He leaped upon the burning wood and gathered her in His arms and together they ascended upwards into a great column of Light that appeared from the heavens.

All that was left was a mighty sound that seemed to reverberate indefinitely and imprinted on the hearts of all present were the words, ‘Forgive them for they know not what they do’.

My Lifetime as Lady Anna....and so it was...

By cnwriter..carolina, 

When lifetimes come forward for you listen...do not disregard...go to the places where you were once were just as I did and was told I had been there.. But since an early age I have known of this lifetime...

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Remembering

remembering

How far back in your history can you go
Which lifetimes come to mind
Good bad happy sad
Some of every kind

Male female
Black white or yellow
Each of these have we partaken
Learning what we need to know
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-Xm7s9eGxU&list=RD_2L311Makxc&index=3
Rich man poor man beggar thief
Experiencing all so many ways
Finding out what we need
To finish up the karmic paths
Set up we have through thoughts and deeds

Mayhap on planets we have settled

Mars or Venus Jupiter the Moon
Lessons there for us to heed to
If we were smart enough

and here we are today
at least I am.....

The Beloved One

Anne Bullen

Her haughty little nose turned up as she wafted through the throne rooms. Her long shimmering gown floated around her and the jewels, amethyst, emerald, topaz but mostly pearls twinkled around her neck, along arms and over her fingers. Her long white delicate fingers that loved to cause streams of passion along Henry’s body. She knew so well how after all she had had much practice in the courts of France. They all bowed to her, the faces of the courtiers lowered but she glimpsed the anger, the judgements, the jealousies thereon. But now she was above all of them. They kneeled to her, before her, the Beloved One.

1000 Days

as they were

But with the passing of days and nights
When used to her he grew
The king he tired and looked around
For new excitements which did abound
Women young and beautiful
Who to his blandishments did fall

So quickly had the happiness ended just over 1000 days and nights. Days and nights filled with passion and the coming of her little daughter. Now there was only hatred and anger and spitefulness. Could she ever regain the love of the King? In her heart she knew this would never happen but in her scheming mind the ways she could ran like rain falling from the heavens.

Her plan had been to bring a different form of religion to the land. To encourage people to know that God could be reached through one’s self and that the Kingdom of Heaven lay within not in a church or a physical building. But her enemies were in the Catholic Church, the nobles who hated her, and above all, the King who wanted a new playmate.

She knew she was doomed.

The End has Come

then gone was she a king's perfididy

To the Tower of London she was taken
Knowing that her end was near
Not long now before they parted
Head from long white neck

She watched as those she loved
Were butchered even her brother bold
Deep inside she knew one day
Together they would be again
Just as they are

Now she kneeled and asked the Christ for forgiveness and inside she heard the words, ‘Forgive them for they know not what they do’. Her head lay on the curved stone and she knew that in a moment her beautiful head would be severed from her body. She smiled for she knew she would soon be nestled in the heart of God and so it was.