One of my first past life memories was remembering getting dragged over a town square and hung as a witch. I got the memory back during a healing session, where the healer worked on my neck and throat. I’ve had a lot of issues with the area, repeatedly tonsillitis as a teenager and neck and shoulder pains. When the healer worked on my sore neck memories started flowing back to me. Anger, frustration, indignation. I wasn’t afraid or sad but ANGRY.
I’m getting dragged over the town square, I fight back but I’m over-powered. I see faces I recognize in the crowd, screaming vile words or looking away. How DARE they? I’d been healing headaches and heartaches. Helping babies to the world and made salves for sore baby bottoms. I’d been a shoulder to cry on, secret keeper and healer. AND NOW THEY TURN ON ME?! How DARE they! I get a rope around my neck and get hung infront of my fellow town people. Filled with indignation and righteous rage.
This memory later got confirmed by a shaman who I hadn’t told my previous experience and by a stranger, a friend of a friend who started to cry the first time she met me. She told me she’d seen me getting dragged over a town square and getting hung and she regretted that she hadn’t tried to stop it, that she was to late. She was full of regret and we had a beautiful meeting where I forgave her and she forgave herself.
Since that first memory I’ve been getting back more and more past life memories as a witch, wise woman, wizard, healer and oracle. I’ve discovered my own witchcraft, my own occult power and are today working with those powers everyday with students and clients. 🔮
Magic is real. You just have to remember.