Another past life in the same body...
No, this post is not about reincarnation, but natural human ability to experience different stories (as many as you need) during one life time living in the same body.
Imagine, you have a chance to be born on this planet again and again as a completely different person without really dying...Sometimes it can be even parallel life stories in many roles as if you were multiplied for the sake of fulfilling completely different purposes of your soul, learning all lessons you chosen to learn.
Yes, I truly believe that the souls are divisible !
Being a little girl I came to my mom telling her that I want to become a violin🎻 player and it was my life mission to share the music 🎶 with people. I lived that "short life story" became a singer 15 years later and complected my task as much as I could.
Then I became a host manager on Russian TV channel , journalist writer for TV show, music production manager in one of the best movie company in Russia..Each time I was telling myself "this is it..I am this or I am that".... of course I wasn't !
I became an orthodox atheist as student of economic and law university, but read all holy books, including Bhagavad Gita, Quran, even Avesta !!! Then after big life changes I became a Christian devotee discovering holy places in the company of strict and old nuns, which would hardly let me to breath not even saying to love.. I bravely went true Vipsssna retreat and started meditation after personal meeting with Dalai Lama and few significant Buddhist monks, I tried to join Hare Krishna brotherhood and left them with new beautiful mantras and recipes of yammi cookies. Went to find my Persian roots in Iran, praying to Zarathustra for inner peace and beautiful future for humanity, mystically met an old and wise Sufi sheik in Turkey, traveled half of the world 🌎 to reach my own heart.
I found my Master in India, became a "good and devoted" disciple
(God knows how many times I disobeyed him and done things by my own totally opposite from what I suppose to do). I tried to become a "proper Vedic woman", breathing Indian culture, traditions and life style until my dark(wild) side won me #tobecontinued
The Betrayer - Part 5
The savage seemed almost as surprised as Gravid at the revelation that he was immune to his adversary’s sorcery. He backed himself up against a tree trunk and made a sound that could only be interpreted as a sigh of relief.
Gravid, genuinely intrigued, deactivated his saber and approached the lone survivor with caution. “Must be a side effect of the planet’s naturally unusual tint in the Force. Perhaps they have all evolved to be this way as a result…”, muttered Gravid to himself as he stopped at arm’s length with the humanoid.
The savage, seizing the opportunity to catch his warrior opponent in a moment of weakness, screamed and raked his primitive spear into Gravid’s chest.
The dark lord cried out in pain and ignited his weapon in a heartbeat, impaling the creature instantly. Gravid smiled with satisfaction before examining his own minor wound. Luckily the spear had been so blunt that the wound was only a mere scrape, barely enough to rip his clothing. But something wasn't right... “You alright, Master?”, asked Gean as she re-emerged from the shrubs with nothing but a small bruise on her forehead. “You missed all the excitement”, said Gravid gesturing to the array of bodies at his feet, “I did make an interesting discovery though, one worth investigating in the future. But we need to focus on finding the weapon first.” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gean kicked in the rotting wooden door and the Sith entered the ancient temple for the first time in hundreds of years.
It was clear that the Jedi had picked clean every obvious archive from every shelf, and every primitive safe had been emptied of holocrons long ago.
Gravid still demanded that they search every inch of the crumbling structure just in case. They had been searching for hours when they finally found it.
It wasn't exactly what they had been expecting but once they had broken down the trapdoor to the basement and seen it with their own eyes, there was no mistaking it. (Story continues below 👇🏻)
I remember when one of my favorite #audioengineer teachers at Los Angeles recording school told me everything is sound... everything is vibration. I had no idea what the hell he was talking about. Sent me a #journey that lead through the depths of #alchemy , #astrology , the truth of #Christianity that was nearly completely wiped out by the #Inquisition ...#MusicaUniversalis and so much more. Audio Engineers are a breed apart haha This is a pic of me from a few years ago when I was the FOH engineer for the Goss Opera House which had a dope #speakeasy bar downstairs where we had #live music in weekly🎼