year ago I visited a medium for the first time. I have
always had a very close relationship with my youngest
daughter. She has been like my shadow, always clinging
to me and wanting to know where I am. I in turn feel
very protective of her, even more so than for my other
children. When I visited the psychic she immediately
asked me about my daughter. This is what the psychic
said: that we have had at least two previous lives in
which she has been my daughter.
the first of those lifetimes, my current daughter was
born to me but was drowned while a toddler in a river
that ran through the property. My daughter is petrified
of canals. I could never explain her behavior. I could
not drive on a road that had a canal along side of it
because she would have a panic attack.
During my second lifetime with her, her current father
was also her father. The psychic described my husband
to a "T" -- his personality, jealous and controlling.
She said that during a jealous argument he shot me with
a pistol under my chin, and my daughter witnessed the
killing. I have a birthmark under the left side of my
chin. I am petrified of guns. I panic if one is pointed
at a person, even if it is not loaded
said that since these two incidents happened to both
of us during past lives, now during our third and present
life time we are afraid to be separated from one another
for fear of losing each other again.
this present life time I married the same man (her biological
father) who had been my husband in the past life when
he killed me. We went through a bad divorce and I worried
during our divorce proceedings that he was going to
that time I still had not visited the psychic. When
the psychic pointed out all this to me, I remembered
an incident with my daughter in this lifetime. When
she was four years old, I had a bad argument with her
dad, and the three of us took a drive to calm me down
so I could confront him. As we were driving to his business,
my daughter asked, "Where are we going, Mommy?" And
I said, "To Daddy's office."
that, she went out of control in the car and started
shouting and crying. "No, Mom...he is going to kill
you again!" I turned and asked her, "What?" And she
looked at me with terror in her eyes and said, "He is
going to kill you again." I was taken aback by her remark
and, in order to calm her down, did not go to his office.
Now I realize she was reliving that fear from another