Story

I read of so much sorrow and so much loss. I see images in my mind and more often than not I want to be able to fix and heal and help everyone who is pained by love, loss or betrayal. 

The world makes me so sick sometimes. War-famine-genocide. These images drain me. It is the darkness in the world that tends to envelop so many souls. I can hear the angels cry in heaven as they look down. The sky opens up as lighting strikes and fires are formed to purify the earth. Even saying that....

Think of occurances that happen around the world. Earthquakes,  mass flooding, forest fires.

Torrential rains cannot come soon enough to quench the earth's thirst. To re-ignite new growth and new ideas.

Alot of this is man made. All of the pollution spreads and the ozone is slowly dissipating and the suns rays are cooking the earth.

This is just a ramble. Thoughts in my mind that never sleeps even if my body lay comfortably. 

I often wonder and ponder what runs through everyone's mind as they write or work. The ill, the healthy. The gifted immortals I have met and the mortals. Even there. .... again. 

Immortal & mortal. Did you know that not everyone is immortal. Contrary to popular belief. Some times when you die, your soul may cease to exist. And that is the end of you. In a manner of speaking. Yes your soul will also be laid to rest and eternal peace will be yours. 

Those who are immortal, sorry but you don't really have much of a choice, you continue to return. Over and over and over again.  You know your soul can get so tired however immortality means you are continuous. You carry with you all of your experiences from life to life. Draconian, vampire,  werewolves, dragons, fairies, sprites.... yes they all exist even today.

I have seen some of you on here and from your writings have been able to associate some of your past lives and also those of you who are new souls and old souls. I won't mention who in this story because it is not for me to dibulge. 

You want stories of past lives.  Here is one. I use to be a slave in Egypt, during the time of King tut. I have been blessed enough to meet people from that time period and the great expanse has pulled us together again. Yet I haven't an explanation. 

I was also a wolf ( werewolf). This part of me still lives on. Her name is naimi. She and the dragon/Draconian part of me provide me with the strength needed to deal with day to day issues. 

Note: I mentioned vampires too, her name is Elona. She is now the part of me that feeds off energy ( yeah you can kind of say a psychic vamp) but I only feed off the energy provided by nature. 

Someone tell me why I am telling you all this??? Such a strange thing to share.

Anyway. I don't feed off people. I heal them and take their pains away. I am a guide, I am not religious. I am spiritual. ( that's the angel part of me!!)

Ok, that's all...