Daecca, de afwisseling.

Mooi verhaal.. K wacht in spanning af op de volgende..

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Mooi verhaal. Ik ben heel benieuwd naar de info die je zal delen hier;-) grtjes.

Ik kijk uit naar verdere berichten!

Momenteel is Daecca mee met mijn vriendin. Ze is met de bus en dan de trein naar huis aan het gaan. En aangezien ze vooral vrouwelijke gidsen heeft gaat hij dan even mee. Als de heer die hij is. Helaas kan ik het zelf niet doen.

De rest zal snel volgen. Misschien over een uurtje ongeveer. Dan verwacht ik hem terug.

Mooi!...ik kijk uit naar de volgende berichten!

Erg mooi verhaal ik ben ook benieuwd naar de volgende berichten

Hey Daecca,

ook ik kijk uit naar volgende berichten

Kan bijna niet wachten *stuiterstuiter*

As I write, it shall be quite literal. Writing as I would normally speak. Want a voice with what I read? Think of me as the guy with the deep voice you once knew in school. That might help. Add in a couple of sips of whiskey and beer and of course the smoking and then you will have my voice approximately.

Now. Where to begin? I wonder, there are a lot of lives I could draw from, a lot of events I have seen happen. Years I do not really know. I was never really known with Time, since I have spent almost as much Time in the spiritual realm as I have in the corporeal realm.

Let me first tell you what you should exactly know about me and the guy I am guiding right now.

We have been together for a whole lot of lives, One life he would be my spiritguide and the next I would be his.

Only once we lived as a Twin, Brothers in the corporeal realm. This was I think our first life. We had no guides but starting as Twins made us connected and "spiritual" from life one. Or perhaps this was the first life where we were no longer intuitive people and just real spiritual ones. But of the intuitive living I, after all this time, have very little knowledge. But who remembers the years when they were just learning to walk? Not much people do. If any.

So, now that we have gotten that out of the way, I will just start. Whenever.

First life or spiritual life, might be a good start. As it was the beginning of our long journey to where we are now.

We were born as twins, me just half a minute before Harrie.
Names of that first life I do not remember, But after a few 100 lives I think, things might get fuzzy.

But, anywho, we started out as twins, our Mother, a tribal Shaman, knew we were connected in more than one way, in the words of "the dark tower" which we are reading right now, we, "Shared Khef", which is, in the language of the book a word that might mean water or spirit. So, we shared spirit, we communicated without actually talking.
We also had healing abilities now known as "Magnetiseren", reiki, back then, was not even invented yet. But we learned to utilize this to heal others, and ourselves, we learned to survive in the wilds of nature. We learned to build fires, hunting. In other words. Living off the land. Making sure we would never use more than we needed. Or kill off more than we could use. From and animal, we used everything, from Kidney and Liver against coughing to the hide for clothing.

We learned to make tools to do these chores and we learned them well. Our life was good. Until humanity's greatest vice came into play that is. Greed, this is. Other Tribes heard about our abilities, Heard about us being stronger and more adept than most shamans in existence, they wanted us. They Hunted, us. Which could only lead to one thing, War among the tribes, This time not for land, but for "ownership" of the twin Shamans. I would call us Shamans in those days because Our mother had educated us.

Our mother was killed in this war. And we were sent in hiding. Which is a safe word for exile. For years and years we drifted along, meeting others like us in the world that was. Not Twins but Spirituals. Humans with powers beyond imagination. They were much further than what I see in these diluted times. Where things as Reiki rule the spiritual world. Where knowledge of the body used in a manner not accepted by the gross of population is called "alternative healing" in those days, it was that kind of healing or none at all. In these times, where science drives us away from nature. We have forgotten what we are actually able to do. Humans these days are more afraid of what might happen than they are apt to use their common sense and just follow their hearts. Because in your secret hearts, You know. You know what you can do. You know where you came from, most of all. You know which path you might take.

But most chose to ignore their heart, and follow their heads in the face of science.

Anyway, Drifting away from the story here.

On our travels we saw creatures which are now unknown and extinct. Or unknown and hidden. We saw nature at it's most glorious.

And at that. I think I am going to leave you hanging for a bit. Because my first life memories are growing foggy. and stuff is breaking through in my mind and heart that wishes to be told first. But, I am going to try and stick to a "timeline" where it will go semi linear. I do not believe this will be possible. But okay, Next time I will write about another life. Perhaps the first one where one of us was Guide and the other one was followed.

And as a final word. I want to let you all know that this life we live now. Me as guide and Harrie as a corporeal, is the first one in which all this information is shared. Between the two of us. and between us and the world. For one in a corporeal state may not know everything about his or her previous lives. This would be too much information. Certainly when it comes to the thousands of years we are talking about.

I wish thee all a fare well for now. Good night, My time as guide is now to dwell and see what I need to see. A guides work is never done, as you may or may not know.

Fare travels,

Daecca

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Aquarel, wil je nu eindelijk eens stoppen met dit soort onzin? Koop een schriftje en ga daar lekker in zitten schrijven alsjeblieft, maar vervuil het forum niet.

sorry emuca, ik heb me laten gaan omdat ik niet op tijd rust kan nemen, ik kan niet slapen omdat ik verslaafd ben aan inhalatie daarom dat ik mijn weg ff kwijt ben, ik zal mezelf moeten beloven om hiermee te stoppen omdat ik terug je jongen van vroeger wil zijn niet wat ze er van maken omdat ik mijn karkater graag terug wil, alle begin is moeilijk, daarom dat ik nog veel geduld moet uitoefenen vooraleer ik mezelf in mijn gedachten terug aanvoel

ik laat me teveel leidden in dit superieur gevoel en daardoor kan ik niet zijn wie ik was, als ik steeds denk dat ik lolsmurf ben die een verassing doosje maakt dat ontploft als ik dat aan brilsmurf geef dan voel ik niet op tijd aan

Als je zo moe bent, leer daar dan nu van om dan niet op het forum te komen. Mensen storen zich heel erg zwaar aan je gedrag en je hebt vele topics volgekwakt met relevante informatie. Daar is iedereen een beetje klaar mee.

Jij weet uit je eigen ellende niet los te komen aquarel. Jij kijkt met jaloezie en afgunst naar hun die hun eigen weg vinden, met of zonder hulp omdat je dat zelf nooit kon.

dit stemt me tot nadenken