My Past Lives in Meditations

  • Aug. 26, 2025, 11:31 p.m.
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And current purpose

Show up really meaningfully.

I met a part of me that was forged through persistent, direct contact with animals throughout a life that my spirit experienced long ago. It’s a part that is now close and will not depart from me. It’s a part that I have enjoyed to an immeasurable degree, throughout this life. I have always since a child, understood animals. I just knew what they were saying and thinking and feeling. I’ve been an exceptional horse trainer and rider; winning horses that no one else could, and even winning ribbons when their owners couldn’t get them to do squat.
This part of me was made mine, brought into the light of spirit throughout a prolonged period in a past life. I don’t pretend to know exactly who it was or when exactly that life happened. I just have the evidence.

I have a feeling that if I look hard I will find there is a part for each of my particular talents or abilities.

Now, I have a clear insight into what it is I am to develop in this life in order to make it a permanent and lasting attribute that may be taken with me into death and rebirth and perhaps, even beyond those transitions.
It’s the same thing that I feel drawn to dwell in, that I have been experiencing this whole time- the very thing which I even now, struggle and pine and toil to make mine.
I feel a certain peace and deep satisfaction that all the work done in previous lives were likely the same experience. A toiling to bring about true and complete internalization. That I may never experience a true end in my work in this life is no discouragement.

That is why I cannot be a horse trainer. Even though I’m exceptional at it; that is part of why I cannot do it. I have already attained mastery. I don’t need to work at this part any more. It was brought with me, and it will be with me. What I want is to continue widening into the edge of the unknown, of the untamed expanse, to keep looking for that thing in this life which tantalizes me and is out of reach.
Training horses or working with animals, even veterinary work, would be a cop-out. That is not what honora my ancestors, nor my spirit. My ancestors strove on the very edge of knowledge and necessity. So will I .


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