Healing Animal Past Lives Part 1

I am in the middle of reading Jason Wentworth (aka Jason The Horse's) autobiography titled 'What If You Are a Horse in a Human Form?', available from Lulu.com.

He says that he has hooked up with the souls of two former horses that he knew in his current life and can communicate with them from the 'other side'. He did this by doing a chakra balancing type action - 'pulling in light' from the Universe/Holy Spirit, and also pulling in the energy of the ground (Earth) - focusing both at your belly button.

In the book, Jason says he wanted to find out how/why he got a back pain after falling off a horse in 1980 at the age of 14... Jason is 3 mos. younger than I.

So during my last meditation I did like he says, and my question:

Jim: Who was the young male Zebra who got fatally taken down by that Hyena 1,000 years ago that I witnessed in a past life memory?

Female spirit guide (Clarabelle or Moonwalker): That Zebra doesn't like you (want you) messing with their head.

Translation...Since that time 1000 years ago the Zebra has fully forgiven the Hyena and it is not wise for me to try and re-open old wounds in time if it didn't directly affect me.

OK, no problem.

See the original post:
http://jamesandrewjaworski.blogspot.com/2010/07/zebra-vision.html

The Iraq Plaque of Jesus - July 1968

I turned two in June of 1968 and about 3 weeks later Iraq was in the news. My Mom would turn on the Noon newscast on channel 7 CJAY and I remember sitting on the sofa but not looking at the tv.

Then I started hearing the words "Iraq". For some odd reason I then focussed on this ceramic plaque of Jesus that my Mom's Mom gave to her shortly before I was born.

Well, I must have heard her mention the word "plaque" because my mind joined those two words up and voila! -- instant toddler daytime nightmare.

My Mom was in the kitchen and as I sat there on the sofa, I started to scream for her to take down the plaque because it was scarring me. But she did not come. She just didn't understand what I was complaining about. I remember even pointing out the plaque to her.

She later removed it I think, but then the next day the same thing would happen. I'd be listening (but not watching) the local newscast, and then I guess they cut to the reporter's story on the latest in Iraq, and I'd freak out, closing my ears and screaming and wanting my Mom to take down the plaque of Jesus.


NOTE: Facebook doesn't go directly to the post on Blogger, so here is a link to the Jesus plaque.

Years later I recalled this and through the power of the Internet found out that Sadam Hussein had been a newsmaker on July 17, 1968. He had staged a coup of the Iraqi government and overthrew it between that date and July 30th.

1968 - On 17 July the Baath Party returns to power in a bloodless coup that Saddam has helped organise. A group of Sunni Iraqis from Tikrit take the top posts in the new Baath government. Bakr is made president. Saddam is appointed as acting deputy chairman of the Revolutionary Command Council (the government's most powerful decision-making body).

On 30 July Saddam takes personal charge of a purge to rid the new government of old-guard figures. Two months later, following an unsuccessful coup attempt against it, the Baath government cracks down again, with Saddam and Bakr directing a further series of purges designed to eliminate opposition.

SOURCE: MorOrLess.AU.Com

I guess back then my brain heard the words "plaque" and "Iraq" and somehow thought they were somehow connected to one another. In reality the words just rhymm with one another.

The moral of this story is this. Parents, if your kids are screaming about something, perhaps you should listen to and attend to them, because it could be that they are having some kind of experinece like I had.

Memories of 1968

I remember when I was very young. Perhaps 2 (1968) or early 1969 when we used to go to my relative's home on Cobourg St. in Elmwood (which I really consider to be part of East Kildonan).

I remember part of their house. My cousin's bedroom was on the second floor, and because he lived there it was easy for him to walk up the stairs. But when I was there I found the stairs too steep, and it had this ribbed rubber mat that I found a bit slippery. So I would have to climb up there on my hands and knees.

Then one of the visits I remember that my cousin got one of those wind-up toy clocks with the musical tune. The tune is on the Wii Music disc -- "My Grandfather's Clock". The Wikipedia artcle says the toy clock came out in 1968, so that makes very much sense. Us two boys had the very latest toy.

Here's the lyrics and melody ... link


The one one the far left is the toy clock my cousin and I had. Separately of course.

As it turned out, my cousin's family moved to another house in 1974 when my Aunt and Uncle had a baby girl.

Funny though how I can't really remember the rest of the old house very well, but it was like yesterday I remember my cousin telling me to hurry up (and he was 2 years and a bit), and me telling him that I didn't like how the stairs were.