CONSECRATION
Marcus Sorensen
“I am under the earth. It’s dark. I can’t see anything.” Her voice is tentative, not quite scared, but the note of approaching discomfort is audible with a finely tuned ear.
“Are you in a coffin, or is it just earth around you?” I enquire, trying to get my bearings so I can help her.
“It’s earth… and… oh no! There are bones all around me!” Her distress is now evident and I have to get to her quickly to put an end to the trauma.
“Do you sense you are in a body… or are you outside the body?”
She is certain she is outside the body, in spirit form. But she is stuck there, underground.
A sigh of relief escapes me. Now we have something to work with.
My client and I are deep in a Life Between Lives Regression session, and she is connecting with a part of her consciousness, under deep trance, that holds these memories, feelings and images.
This is the third day in a row that we are spending together in my clinic space, doing healing work on her body, mind and soul. Each day we have gone deeper into her energy field, her subconscious mind, breaching the unconscious, and we are now at the threshold to her superconscious mind. That is the realm to set one’s course for to discover what a soul is up to in between incarnations. It transcends the personal – the stories of our lives – and delves into the transpersonal – that which we all have in common: our archetypes, myths, deepest fears and brightest hopes; that which weaves humanity together with invisible threads.
I take a guess that my client has arrived in a past life scene here, but after the physical death took place, and her soul cannot move on. Unusual, but not unheard of.
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However, it is not in the order of things for a soul to hang around outside of a body for long (I suspect this is what we call “ghosts” in popular culture), so I get to work on ways to bring her soul back Home to the light.
I work and I work, inviting her to rise up to the light, calling guides to help, invoking the part of her soul that is always connected to the world of souls… and yet she stays underground. Even as she tries to move upward, a part of her soul energy pulls her back there so strongly. She feels frozen there, in deep trauma. She will not move. That is not usual at all.
Then we start to discover what put her underground. Flashes of scenes come to her. It is the Holocaust, and along with her dead body, there are thousands below the earth - a
subterranean sea of discarded bones.
The human beings to whom they belonged were skeletal before dying already, so it has not taken long for the soil, and all its tiny living inhabitants, to reveal the white of the bones below. And it is amongst those skeletons that my client’s soul energy is frozen stuck, in deep despair.
More flashes come now from the moments prior to death. It is so, so, so painful for her. She filed into the concentration camp with her little daughter. They were sent to the left by the camp guard, and that led them to the gas chamber. So many of them in there, naked and petrified.
When she smelt the sweet scent of the poisonous gas seeping in, she laid down on