Sound Healing, a Trip to Egypt, & a Past Life Regression

In 2013, a friend invited me to a workshop she was hosting called Soul Voice Sound Healing, led by Karina Schelde of Denmark. Her program consists of using the voice to bring forward sound ranging from the primal to the tiny inner fairylike sounds, all the way to over toning, which is making two sounds at the same time. It was incredible.

The morning of day three, Karina met me at the door with a fond embrace. I am so honoured that you are here, she whispered in my ear. I said no, it is I who am honoured YOU are here sharing this beautiful experience with us. You do not understand, she said to me, you are an ancient soul; you are not learning this information, you are remembering it. You have done this before… in another lifetime.

At the end of that day, she had us move into groups of three to practice being the masculine and feminine aspects over the recipient of the sound. It was a cold and cloudy day in January when we took our places near the window to practice. I was to be masculine, another lady named Lynn was the feminine while my friend Tayah received the sound.

In Soul Voice, we just open up and allow the sounds to come through, lending our voice to whatever needs to be transmitted. I closed my eyes and the sounds that came out of me were rhythm and repetitive. My inner voice said I must be doing it wrong to keep repeating the same chant, however I was learning to trust and kept going. All of a sudden, I felt the need to raise my hands up high, which I followed. Immediately, I saw the mask of Horus covering my face and a ceremonial dress of scarves with a heavy neck piece; I was summoning Ra. I was a man with dark skin, caramel coloured, and long black hair. I felt the sun and saw gold and purple light. Ra’s wings descended on to my arms and I felt their power. I lifted my arms and tilted my face to receive the blessing of the sun; following by the desire to share the warmth with my partners and I swung my massive wings over Tayah and towards Lynn at her feet. It was powerful and felt real.

Karina took this picture of me in the trance.

I thought to myself, okay, do NOT say a word until you hear what the others experienced. Do not lead them in any way so you can truly have validation of the experience. Tayah, as the recipient spoke first. I was a traveler, she said, and coming home to her town in Egypt, up the rise of a dune in the sand. The sun was greeting her and she felt its warmth. She saw the purple and gold light streaming towards her.

Then Lynn: “I was waiting for you to arrive, I saw you at the top of the dune, I knew you were a traveler and also saw the purple and gold. I felt the light and saw the sun and feathers. I knew they were not angel’s feathers, and felt the urge to bow down in their presence.”

At the end of that last day, Karina grasped my elbows, looking me straight in the eyes she asked “Patricia, what are you doing with your life?” I mumbled something about working at the phone company. She continued, “I cannot tell you what to do, but please don’t forget what you have learned here today.”

Needless to say, I did not keep the promise to myself to only go for the affordable weekend. I signed up for a five-day intensive workshop in Ontario with four of the other participants from that day; five of us flying east in January of 2014.  

Soul Voice Sound Healing was the most intense experience I have even had in a training environment. It was the hardest thing I have ever done, beyond giving birth to my children. Karina pushed us hard to find our true and authentic voices.

Do you know who you are?

In the spring of 2014, one of the other participants of the Soul Voice retreat invited me to a potluck with one of her teachers in our city. She wanted me to come so that we could give a sound blessing to the group of angel practitioners who were gathering. I had heard of Bonnie Bogner, the teacher before, but did not really know her, nor anyone else who was going besides the invitee.

The evening started out very nicely, I met lots of interesting people including a sacred geometry tattoo artist who would become a dear friend. I spent a lot of time speaking with a lady named Shannon, sharing spiritual experiences. Time came for us to do our demonstration, when my invitee informed me that we were not actually going to do a general sound blessing, we were going to sound for Bonnie, herself. What?!! I am going to sound over the Angel Lady? That felt like a lot of pressure, but oh well, we were there so might as well give it a shot. The sounds came easily and the session was very powerful. When it was over, I returned to the couch to find that Shannon was now moved as far away from me as she could possibly get. I asked what was wrong? Nothing… I asked again, indicating that we had been amicably speaking all night and now she was looking at me as if I had sprouted horns.

Those sounds! She said, there is no way that those sounds should have been able to come out of you, they didn’t sound like you at all, they were so low and strange!

Bonnie happened to be walking by at that moment, so she stopped and spoke. Oh, she was channeling the Galactic Council, that is who I channel and that is what they sound like to me when they are coming through with information.

Channeling? Karina had never called it channeling… I had never thought of it in that way and told Bonnie so. That prompted her to look me straight in the eyes.

Do you know who you are?

Yes, I think so. I don’t know…

No, you don’t, she said, but you will…

This gave me a lot to consider.

Soul Alignment training and Lemurian memories

In the fall of 2014, I began taking Bonnie’s three-part training series called Soul Alignment. The first class was filled with amazing information from the Law of Attraction to working with Angels and beyond. After I finished the first five days, my husband received this symbol for me.

I asked him what it meant? He did not know; he just received it and was told to give it to me; that I would know what it meant. I surely had no clue; I asked everyone I could think of and searched the internet up and down to no avail.

Soul Alignment two included instruction and practice of past life regression and I intended to find out if this symbol belonged to another life.

Conducting a past life regression begins with some type of choice, it may be a long hallway with doors or something of that nature. Mine was a garden with marble benches and archways with rounded doors covered in vines.

The first door led to someplace dark. There were women around a bonfire. I was one of those women with dark hair, held back in braids. We were preparing something around the fire, not potions like witches, but healing medicines for our tribe. I was one of several Medicine Women in the early Americas. I was part of this team of women and our task was the health and wellbeing of the tribe, this was medicine we were brewing. We were a sisterhood and my symbol was not of this time.

The second door led me to the ocean. I was running barefoot down the beach with outstretched arms, laughing and dancing in the waves. This was not the ocean of warm places but the harsh, cold ocean. I wore a gauzy, flowing dress with hair braided and wrapped around my head. In this life I was alone, my parents had died and I had only servants to care for me. I lived in a castle with heavy wooden doors adorned with a crest of a man with the head of a bear. My name in that life was Cassandra. I trusted everyone and someone betrayed me. I learned that not everyone is as they seem. My servant drowned me so that they could have all the wealth to themselves, but I did not care as my life had no value. I did not work, I had no one to love and no one loved me. My life did not matter. My symbol was not of this life.

The third door led me to a beautiful garden with marble fountains. The hypnotists asked me to look at my feet. Looking down, I saw that I wore golden sandals with laces that went up to my knees. I had on a white gown with gold trim down the front and around the voluminous sleeves. My hair was reddish gold, long, and curly.

My hands were white, not Caucasian but WHITE with long beautiful fingers. She asked me to look around me and tell me what I saw.

Oh! I am surrounded by children and I am their teacher! I sing to them. I teach them to sing our songs and to be children full of love and nothing else. The music is slow and it is not words we make. They are like the sounds in the Little Mermaid movie... aaaaaahhhhhh; the movements fluid and slow. I teach them through moving meditation about connecting with earth and the animals. I teach them about connection, harmony, and balance for all through sound and dance.

I remind the children that they are pure love and to tread lightly upon this Earth, without damage to Gaia. Preserve true nature and continue to be like children, even when they are adults. Do not leave the garden but if you do, be sure to remember that you are Love as you meet the others who have forgotten. Embrace your inner child, be not ashamed of her. It is good to be silly, playful, and loving.

Is your symbol of this life? Oh yes! It is the symbol of my school and it means:

One Voice. One Heart.

What happens at the time of your death? the hypnotist asked me. I die peacefully and am laid on a stone altar in the garden. They cover me with flowers and they scarify the symbol onto my throat as an act of reverence.

When I was brought out of this lifetime, she asked me where I was. I automatically answered Mu… Lemuria. The feeling I had in this lifetime was that same feeling from the near-death experience. The feeling of Being Love. I did not want that feeling to end and struggled to come back from that lifetime.

Now I had heard of Atlantis before, being the curious reader that I had been all my life, but I knew nothing of Lemuria or Mu. This made no sense to me at all.

Remembering this life, researching Lemuria and what was to come next changed my life in ways I could never have imagined.

Stay tuned for one more encounter with Being Love…