I'm proud to say my novel Luke's Covenant got Honorable Mention in the Halloween Book Festival this month. For a scary read, go to Amazon and buy Luke's Covenant as an ebook or a paperback. Here is the blurb:
Willing to sacrifice his life on Nine Eleven, Luke instead finds himself required to live. He must protect himself and his family from an ancient vendetta at the hands of a man compelled to murder them all. Although failing before, Kegan has been reborn with paranormal skills that give him the advantage this time. He’ll finally get the revenge he deserves.
“A deliciously evil villain stalks the hero throughout time in a thought-provoking and mystical excursion into the realm of reincarnation. The novel explores the impact of psychic experiences and past lives on present lives and relationships.”
Michael J. Murphy, Suspense Novelist
http://www.amazon.com/Lukes-Covenant-Alma-Chronicles-ebook/dp/B002KE4XZ2/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1318773804&sr=1-1
Showing posts with label reincarnation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reincarnation. Show all posts
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
HEATHCOTTE BOOKS WIN EPIC PRIZES
The top prize in metaphysical fiction went to The Comet's Return, a novel by Arizona author Toby Fesler Heathcotte at the EPIC banquet held in Williamsburg, VA on March 12, 2011. The yearly awards presented by The Electronic Publishing Industry Coalition celebrate e-books in all categories. (epicauthors.com). Another Heathcotte book Out of the Psychic Closet earned a finalist award in nonfiction.
The Comet's Return tells the stories of six souls who reincarnate after building centuries of karmic connections. In 2061 Arizona, Angela dreams of people she should recognize and events she should remember. With her career and her sanity in jeopardy, she goes to the trunk opening for Halley's Comet and finds her love. Remembering their previous lifetime opens Angela to the great knowledge. Kegan yet walks the world, intent on ending the blood feud from Celtic times. Nanci-Lee Roias said of The Comet's Return, " I am amazed at the storyline, very suspenseful. I had a hard time stopping to do anything else. I did not expect the ending at all." The book is the fifth part of the Alma Chronicles.
Out of the Psychic Closet: The Quest to Trust My True Nature is a self-help handbook in two parts that will show the reader how to step out of the psychic closet, to rise above anxiety and distrust, and to incorporate psychic abilities into a more honest model of personal reality. The first part narrates the author's psychic experiences. The second part details scientific research, historical background, and previously unpublished anecdotes of the paranormal. The second part also includes print and web resources.
Both The Comet's Return and Out of the Psychic Closet are available for sale in multiple e-book formats as well as in paperback on Amazon.com. Look for further information on the author's website (tobyheathcotte.com)
The Comet's Return tells the stories of six souls who reincarnate after building centuries of karmic connections. In 2061 Arizona, Angela dreams of people she should recognize and events she should remember. With her career and her sanity in jeopardy, she goes to the trunk opening for Halley's Comet and finds her love. Remembering their previous lifetime opens Angela to the great knowledge. Kegan yet walks the world, intent on ending the blood feud from Celtic times. Nanci-Lee Roias said of The Comet's Return, " I am amazed at the storyline, very suspenseful. I had a hard time stopping to do anything else. I did not expect the ending at all." The book is the fifth part of the Alma Chronicles.
Out of the Psychic Closet: The Quest to Trust My True Nature is a self-help handbook in two parts that will show the reader how to step out of the psychic closet, to rise above anxiety and distrust, and to incorporate psychic abilities into a more honest model of personal reality. The first part narrates the author's psychic experiences. The second part details scientific research, historical background, and previously unpublished anecdotes of the paranormal. The second part also includes print and web resources.
Both The Comet's Return and Out of the Psychic Closet are available for sale in multiple e-book formats as well as in paperback on Amazon.com. Look for further information on the author's website (tobyheathcotte.com)
Thursday, November 4, 2010
The Comet's Return Opening Scene
Here's the opening of the 2011 EPIC finalist novel - enjoy!
One - Vague Longings
Phoenix, Greater Hispania—May 25, 2061
In a dream, Angela huddled on hard ground. She heard a popping sound and looked up with a sense of dread. Yellow flames burst through the air. Something huge was on fire above her. Heat seared her skin. The stench of burning rubber sickened her. She felt the coarseness of the cloth in her dress.
Someone lay nearby. She reached out to help him. When she turned him over, his face was burned and blistered beyond recognition. Desperately she cradled him. She didn’t want him to die, but it was too late. She screamed for help.
The scream rattled in Angela’s throat and awakened her. She bounded out of bed then glanced involuntarily at the other side terrified that she would see the burned body lying next to her.
Her movement across the carpet turned on the lavender light recessed in the wall, allowing her to see and assure herself that she was alone in her bedroom. Her nightgown damp from perspiration clung to her skin.
The digital clock read two in the morning. What an awful nightmare. She’d never dreamed the same dream twice before that she could ever recall. And now for the past three nights this horror had been visited upon her in her sleep. Why? She pressed her hand to her rapidly beating heart and feared bad dreams could cause her to have a heart attack. She had to calm down.
Too exhausted to remain awake and unwilling to go back to her bed, Angela headed into the white-carpeted living room, grateful for the pale blue lights that welcomed her. She didn’t want to remain alone in the house. How comforting it would have been to have a man with her right now, the right man.
Her condo with its sleek styling and transparent furniture looked as lonely as she felt. The decision to remain single and focus on her career worked far better in the daylight than in the middle of the night. Intellectually she accepted herself as cool and focused and not at all needy. But beneath that persona seemed to dwell another, more passionate self, one capable of tremendous love and devotion, perhaps even obsession. Those feelings poured out of her for the dead man in her dream. That must have meant she could feel those emotions awake too.
Who was the man in the dream? Someone she fantasized? Maybe her intuition meant she would meet the man, but why would she want to meet him if she were doomed to experience such despair because of him?
Who was she in the dreams? Her clothes seemed old-fashioned and an ugly style she’d never choose. That detail present in all the dreams seemed important, but how she didn’t know.
Nothing made sense. She felt like she had a bomb in her mind that went off when she fell asleep. She understood herself less with every passing day.
Buy the eBook or book on Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/Comets-Return-Alma-Chronicles/dp/0981996140/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1288897122&sr=1-2
One - Vague Longings
Phoenix, Greater Hispania—May 25, 2061
In a dream, Angela huddled on hard ground. She heard a popping sound and looked up with a sense of dread. Yellow flames burst through the air. Something huge was on fire above her. Heat seared her skin. The stench of burning rubber sickened her. She felt the coarseness of the cloth in her dress.
Someone lay nearby. She reached out to help him. When she turned him over, his face was burned and blistered beyond recognition. Desperately she cradled him. She didn’t want him to die, but it was too late. She screamed for help.
The scream rattled in Angela’s throat and awakened her. She bounded out of bed then glanced involuntarily at the other side terrified that she would see the burned body lying next to her.
Her movement across the carpet turned on the lavender light recessed in the wall, allowing her to see and assure herself that she was alone in her bedroom. Her nightgown damp from perspiration clung to her skin.
The digital clock read two in the morning. What an awful nightmare. She’d never dreamed the same dream twice before that she could ever recall. And now for the past three nights this horror had been visited upon her in her sleep. Why? She pressed her hand to her rapidly beating heart and feared bad dreams could cause her to have a heart attack. She had to calm down.
Too exhausted to remain awake and unwilling to go back to her bed, Angela headed into the white-carpeted living room, grateful for the pale blue lights that welcomed her. She didn’t want to remain alone in the house. How comforting it would have been to have a man with her right now, the right man.
Her condo with its sleek styling and transparent furniture looked as lonely as she felt. The decision to remain single and focus on her career worked far better in the daylight than in the middle of the night. Intellectually she accepted herself as cool and focused and not at all needy. But beneath that persona seemed to dwell another, more passionate self, one capable of tremendous love and devotion, perhaps even obsession. Those feelings poured out of her for the dead man in her dream. That must have meant she could feel those emotions awake too.
Who was the man in the dream? Someone she fantasized? Maybe her intuition meant she would meet the man, but why would she want to meet him if she were doomed to experience such despair because of him?
Who was she in the dreams? Her clothes seemed old-fashioned and an ugly style she’d never choose. That detail present in all the dreams seemed important, but how she didn’t know.
Nothing made sense. She felt like she had a bomb in her mind that went off when she fell asleep. She understood herself less with every passing day.
Buy the eBook or book on Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/Comets-Return-Alma-Chronicles/dp/0981996140/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1288897122&sr=1-2
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Alternate Reality Experience By Candace Craw-Goldman - Guest Post
In February of 2009 I was living in Central Texas suffering from what the locals call “Cedar Fever”. I had, like many others, developed an allergy to the pollen of the mountain juniper tree. It had taken 7 years for the allergy to develop and produce the severe symptoms that I was experiencing.
I was housebound and wore a surgical mask 24/7 trying to escape the poison of the pollen. I had trouble breathing, eating and sleeping. I was exhausted. My eyes watered so continuously I balled up tissue and tucked it into the corners of my eyeglasses. I was basically non-productive and honestly, afraid my throat would swell shut and cut off my air supply.
One night at 2am, after hours of attempting sleep, I gave up and made myself a cup of tea and got my laptop computer. I decided to catch up a bit on the William Buhlman Yahoo Out of Body Experience Group, of which I was a member. When I logged on I found there was a new post by someone who claimed she had an OBE and woke up in someone else's body. This thought utterly fascinated me and as you will see, I think triggered an amazing experience.
I had also recently been doing much reading and work studying the concept of time and of parallel lives with my work as a Past Life or Spiritual Regressionist. And, just before having this profound experience I had had a dream where I sat at a round table with my "light council" and they passed me a paper that looked like a spreadsheet. I don't recall what the columns on the spread sheet represented, but I do know that I was shown some “cells” were recently marked with x's. I took this to mean that I was now allowed to know or understand or experience certain aspects of time that were unavailable to me before.
So back to my sleepless night. My tea was finished and I was also done reading my email and I looked at the clock. It was 3am. I thought I would try to sleep again, and it occurred to me that I was poised to have an OBE. Sure enough, I closed my eyes and very quickly left my body.
It was such a smooth exit, I was barely aware of the usual vibrations. I didn't seem to travel through very much space at all as I rose above my body. The room I was in changed. It got larger, and it became daylight. I found myself in a house I did not recognize, looking at a room and a bed I was not familiar with. I wasn't long looking around noting my surroundings when I found myself being pulled back into my body.
I woke up and I sat up in my bed.
But it was not “my” bed! It was the bed from the OBE and I was looking around at a house that was not mine!
I started to panic. Where the hell was I? And then very quickly and more importantly, the question became…WHO? Who was the person who sat up in this bed?
I looked at my arms, and torso, and yes, this was the body I recognized as my own. And even in the strange scared state I was in, I realized I was indeed in my own body, but I was in a body that could breathe! I had no surgical mask on my face. My nose was clear, my eyes did not hurt and my throat and lungs were normal. Heck, I could even see across the room without eyeglasses!
I still didn’t know what was happening. I rubbed my arms. I pinched them hard. I was absolutely awake and physical. I was not dreaming!
Just then, two children came into the room and began to play on the little day bed next to my own bed. These were my children in my present life. My son and daughter, but, they were little kids, not near adults as they are now! I was just shocked.
I said, "Lauren??"
My daughter’s voice, distinctive and melodic, answered me, "What is it Mama?" Stunned, still, I did not respond to her but instead addressed my son, "Dylan?" and Dylan looked over to me briefly but mumbled something in the voice I recognized as my second born child. They continued to play with their stuffed animals on the daybed .
I took a deep breath and then asked the only thing that came into my head, "Lauren, how old
are you?" She answered, "Don't be silly Mama, you know I am six years old." Dylan then piped up, "And I am four".
At that point I opened my arms and invited them to come to me for a hug and they rushed over to my bed. I buried my nose into each of their heads, in part, to see if they smelled like my children, and they absolutely did. Every mother knows the smell of her own children. I did all the “am I dreaming?” tests again while holding them to see if I was physical, to see if they in fact were physical. I felt the textures of their hair, I noted the temperature of their skin on their little arms. We all were in real 3D bodies. There was no question about it.
I lay back on my pillow with my mind simply reeling. I kept looking at my hands, my arms, pinching myself over and over to assure myself I was physical and in my “own “body.
The only thing that was different about my body was I wasn't in the throes of allergy
sickness. I was utterly awake and aware. I am not sure how OLD my body was, but it was my body. I didn't see a mirror in the room, but my next thought was to go find one. I also had the thought, "Well, however this turns out, I thought, at least I can breathe in this body!!!"
I then wondered if I just entered a life where I would be considered mad?
What if I just found myself in a life where I would tell people that I “really” had lived
another life in another place up till now, but would have to readjust and live in THIS
other body in this other reality? Would they commit me? Medicate me? What about my husband? Was he even IN this life?
It was just too big of an idea, too much, too outrageous to accept so quickly. I closed my eyes and tried to center myself so that I would not panic, but I was panicking a little, no doubt about it.
The amazing thing is that the presence of my children was very much stabilizing and comforting. Their voices were as I remembered, their conversation completely normal and believable even though I knew that they were much older than the small children before me. This was no dream, it was something else, but whatever was happening to me, my beautiful children, who were themselves as far as I could tell, were there with me to soften the shock.
Shock or no shock, as I lay there with my head spinning with these thoughts I actually fell asleep! I proceeded to dream a lucid dream, where I absolutely knew I was the "other" me or the other body, dreaming. I saw characters from my present life in the dream, and others whom I wondered if the "other" me knew in that life. I actually walked around in that dream (it was a party for the most part) and just observed what was going on with the other people, waiting for
my body to wake up. I was so curious to know which body was I going to wake up in?
Eventually I did wake up and take a deep breath, or more accurately try to, and I began coughing madly and reached for the tissues. I was back in my "old" body now, back in my
house in Texas. I was back in my sick, allergy suffering body.
As I lay there I felt that I could still smell my children's hair (with a nose that worked). I did NOT recognize the house, the clothes or the bedding in the experience and, interestingly, my daughter's hair was shorter than I recall it being when she was 6. In other words, I did not go back into time of my present life, I definitely went somewhere else.
I had an OBE, I woke up in a physical body that was mine, in another reality, where my children were more than a decade younger than I knew them to be, then went back to sleep and woke up again, back in my current body.
Looking back on this experience I have to say I am most grateful for it. I do believe in parallel lives and simultaneous time, and I believe I was allowed to experience them briefly to expand my mind in this 3D reality. More good news I can report is that in 2010 I barely noticed the Cedar Fever season! I believe a combination of acupuncture, visualization, angelic intervention and quantum touch energy healing helped rid my allergy to mountain juniper. I am fairly certain, this alternate reality experience also contributed to the healing.
I met Candace because she belongs to two of the online dream experiment groups that I belong to. If you want to know more about her work and her experiences, visit her website: http://newearthjourney.com/index.html
Like many of you I am on a Journey. My quest for spiritual growth and self-healing has prepared me to help others who find themselves upon a similar path.
I have been actively practicing Spiritual Regressions since 2008 focusing primarily on the Dolores Cannon Method. I remain committed to her work and teachings and remain involved with Dolores and more than 250 other practitioners of her method by officially moderating her very active worldwide online practitioner group.
I have been a Usui Reiki Master since 2000, and am also a Quantum Touch practitioner. I belong to several Group Dreaming associations and a local Shamanic Vision Journey circle.
I am also a writer, and artist and professional photographer. I am a wife and mother of two grown children and I remain a passionate lover of animals and horses and maintain currently a household of dogs, cats, chickens and a herd of three fine horses and one miniature donkey named Elvis.
Currently my home base is Austin, Texas, But soon I will be dividing my time between here and Wichita Kansas.
Love and light,
Toby
Author of Out of the Psychic Closet and the Alma Chronicles, among others. Should you have an interest in purchasing any of my books, they are available as paperbacks and on Kindle and Mobi-pocket. Here's the link to Amazon.com.
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_0_8?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=toby+heathcotte&sprefix=toby+hea
I was housebound and wore a surgical mask 24/7 trying to escape the poison of the pollen. I had trouble breathing, eating and sleeping. I was exhausted. My eyes watered so continuously I balled up tissue and tucked it into the corners of my eyeglasses. I was basically non-productive and honestly, afraid my throat would swell shut and cut off my air supply.
One night at 2am, after hours of attempting sleep, I gave up and made myself a cup of tea and got my laptop computer. I decided to catch up a bit on the William Buhlman Yahoo Out of Body Experience Group, of which I was a member. When I logged on I found there was a new post by someone who claimed she had an OBE and woke up in someone else's body. This thought utterly fascinated me and as you will see, I think triggered an amazing experience.
I had also recently been doing much reading and work studying the concept of time and of parallel lives with my work as a Past Life or Spiritual Regressionist. And, just before having this profound experience I had had a dream where I sat at a round table with my "light council" and they passed me a paper that looked like a spreadsheet. I don't recall what the columns on the spread sheet represented, but I do know that I was shown some “cells” were recently marked with x's. I took this to mean that I was now allowed to know or understand or experience certain aspects of time that were unavailable to me before.
So back to my sleepless night. My tea was finished and I was also done reading my email and I looked at the clock. It was 3am. I thought I would try to sleep again, and it occurred to me that I was poised to have an OBE. Sure enough, I closed my eyes and very quickly left my body.
It was such a smooth exit, I was barely aware of the usual vibrations. I didn't seem to travel through very much space at all as I rose above my body. The room I was in changed. It got larger, and it became daylight. I found myself in a house I did not recognize, looking at a room and a bed I was not familiar with. I wasn't long looking around noting my surroundings when I found myself being pulled back into my body.
I woke up and I sat up in my bed.
But it was not “my” bed! It was the bed from the OBE and I was looking around at a house that was not mine!
I started to panic. Where the hell was I? And then very quickly and more importantly, the question became…WHO? Who was the person who sat up in this bed?
I looked at my arms, and torso, and yes, this was the body I recognized as my own. And even in the strange scared state I was in, I realized I was indeed in my own body, but I was in a body that could breathe! I had no surgical mask on my face. My nose was clear, my eyes did not hurt and my throat and lungs were normal. Heck, I could even see across the room without eyeglasses!
I still didn’t know what was happening. I rubbed my arms. I pinched them hard. I was absolutely awake and physical. I was not dreaming!
Just then, two children came into the room and began to play on the little day bed next to my own bed. These were my children in my present life. My son and daughter, but, they were little kids, not near adults as they are now! I was just shocked.
I said, "Lauren??"
My daughter’s voice, distinctive and melodic, answered me, "What is it Mama?" Stunned, still, I did not respond to her but instead addressed my son, "Dylan?" and Dylan looked over to me briefly but mumbled something in the voice I recognized as my second born child. They continued to play with their stuffed animals on the daybed .
I took a deep breath and then asked the only thing that came into my head, "Lauren, how old
are you?" She answered, "Don't be silly Mama, you know I am six years old." Dylan then piped up, "And I am four".
At that point I opened my arms and invited them to come to me for a hug and they rushed over to my bed. I buried my nose into each of their heads, in part, to see if they smelled like my children, and they absolutely did. Every mother knows the smell of her own children. I did all the “am I dreaming?” tests again while holding them to see if I was physical, to see if they in fact were physical. I felt the textures of their hair, I noted the temperature of their skin on their little arms. We all were in real 3D bodies. There was no question about it.
I lay back on my pillow with my mind simply reeling. I kept looking at my hands, my arms, pinching myself over and over to assure myself I was physical and in my “own “body.
The only thing that was different about my body was I wasn't in the throes of allergy
sickness. I was utterly awake and aware. I am not sure how OLD my body was, but it was my body. I didn't see a mirror in the room, but my next thought was to go find one. I also had the thought, "Well, however this turns out, I thought, at least I can breathe in this body!!!"
I then wondered if I just entered a life where I would be considered mad?
What if I just found myself in a life where I would tell people that I “really” had lived
another life in another place up till now, but would have to readjust and live in THIS
other body in this other reality? Would they commit me? Medicate me? What about my husband? Was he even IN this life?
It was just too big of an idea, too much, too outrageous to accept so quickly. I closed my eyes and tried to center myself so that I would not panic, but I was panicking a little, no doubt about it.
The amazing thing is that the presence of my children was very much stabilizing and comforting. Their voices were as I remembered, their conversation completely normal and believable even though I knew that they were much older than the small children before me. This was no dream, it was something else, but whatever was happening to me, my beautiful children, who were themselves as far as I could tell, were there with me to soften the shock.
Shock or no shock, as I lay there with my head spinning with these thoughts I actually fell asleep! I proceeded to dream a lucid dream, where I absolutely knew I was the "other" me or the other body, dreaming. I saw characters from my present life in the dream, and others whom I wondered if the "other" me knew in that life. I actually walked around in that dream (it was a party for the most part) and just observed what was going on with the other people, waiting for
my body to wake up. I was so curious to know which body was I going to wake up in?
Eventually I did wake up and take a deep breath, or more accurately try to, and I began coughing madly and reached for the tissues. I was back in my "old" body now, back in my
house in Texas. I was back in my sick, allergy suffering body.
As I lay there I felt that I could still smell my children's hair (with a nose that worked). I did NOT recognize the house, the clothes or the bedding in the experience and, interestingly, my daughter's hair was shorter than I recall it being when she was 6. In other words, I did not go back into time of my present life, I definitely went somewhere else.
I had an OBE, I woke up in a physical body that was mine, in another reality, where my children were more than a decade younger than I knew them to be, then went back to sleep and woke up again, back in my current body.
Looking back on this experience I have to say I am most grateful for it. I do believe in parallel lives and simultaneous time, and I believe I was allowed to experience them briefly to expand my mind in this 3D reality. More good news I can report is that in 2010 I barely noticed the Cedar Fever season! I believe a combination of acupuncture, visualization, angelic intervention and quantum touch energy healing helped rid my allergy to mountain juniper. I am fairly certain, this alternate reality experience also contributed to the healing.
I met Candace because she belongs to two of the online dream experiment groups that I belong to. If you want to know more about her work and her experiences, visit her website: http://newearthjourney.com/index.html
Like many of you I am on a Journey. My quest for spiritual growth and self-healing has prepared me to help others who find themselves upon a similar path.
I have been actively practicing Spiritual Regressions since 2008 focusing primarily on the Dolores Cannon Method. I remain committed to her work and teachings and remain involved with Dolores and more than 250 other practitioners of her method by officially moderating her very active worldwide online practitioner group.
I have been a Usui Reiki Master since 2000, and am also a Quantum Touch practitioner. I belong to several Group Dreaming associations and a local Shamanic Vision Journey circle.
I am also a writer, and artist and professional photographer. I am a wife and mother of two grown children and I remain a passionate lover of animals and horses and maintain currently a household of dogs, cats, chickens and a herd of three fine horses and one miniature donkey named Elvis.
Currently my home base is Austin, Texas, But soon I will be dividing my time between here and Wichita Kansas.
Love and light,
Toby
Author of Out of the Psychic Closet and the Alma Chronicles, among others. Should you have an interest in purchasing any of my books, they are available as paperbacks and on Kindle and Mobi-pocket. Here's the link to Amazon.com.
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_0_8?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=toby+heathcotte&sprefix=toby+hea
Saturday, May 29, 2010
AWESOME ONLINE VIDEOS ATTEMPT TO VERIFY PAST LIFE MEMORIES
Last Sunday I spent the whole day watching these videos. The site is called Rational Spirituality, and the link is below.
http://www.ianlawton.com/rsvideos.htm
The first set features Michael Newton, the hypnotherapist who regresses people to the between life state. He has written a couple of books on the subject Journey of Souls and Journey between Lives.
Following are videos of cases by a researcher in Australia who regressed people, then took the subjects to the places they remembered. The subjects recognized places they had never been. Sometimes they spoke foreign languages.
Next comes the Indianapolis cop Robert Snow, who researched his past life memory.
There are fascinating cases of children who relate details of other lifetimes.
Researchers and religious figures, including an imam and the Dalai Lama, discuss the pros and cons of the philosophy of reincarnation.
I highly recommend these videos. They are thought-provoking, entertaining, and inspirational. The human mind and heart are truly awesome. Enjoy!
http://www.ianlawton.com/rsvideos.htm
The first set features Michael Newton, the hypnotherapist who regresses people to the between life state. He has written a couple of books on the subject Journey of Souls and Journey between Lives.
Following are videos of cases by a researcher in Australia who regressed people, then took the subjects to the places they remembered. The subjects recognized places they had never been. Sometimes they spoke foreign languages.
Next comes the Indianapolis cop Robert Snow, who researched his past life memory.
There are fascinating cases of children who relate details of other lifetimes.
Researchers and religious figures, including an imam and the Dalai Lama, discuss the pros and cons of the philosophy of reincarnation.
I highly recommend these videos. They are thought-provoking, entertaining, and inspirational. The human mind and heart are truly awesome. Enjoy!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Paranormal in Our Lives
If you love exploring the way the paranormal works in our lives, as I do, check out my fiction.
In the Alma Chronicles, the characters see ghosts, dream true, remember past lives, predict disasters, and have visions. Souls, bound together in a circle of love, passion, betrayal, and murder, reincarnate lifetime after lifetime from the ancient Celtic world through twenty-first century Arizona.
2009 releases in this series are Luke's Covenant and The Comet's Return.
This series of five books also includes the re-release of revised editions of Alison's Legacy, Lainn's Destiy, and Angie's Promise.
All my books are available at Amazon.com.
Write to me. I'd love to hear from you.
Love and light,
Toby
www.tobyheathcotte.com
In the Alma Chronicles, the characters see ghosts, dream true, remember past lives, predict disasters, and have visions. Souls, bound together in a circle of love, passion, betrayal, and murder, reincarnate lifetime after lifetime from the ancient Celtic world through twenty-first century Arizona.
2009 releases in this series are Luke's Covenant and The Comet's Return.
This series of five books also includes the re-release of revised editions of Alison's Legacy, Lainn's Destiy, and Angie's Promise.
All my books are available at Amazon.com.
Write to me. I'd love to hear from you.
Love and light,
Toby
www.tobyheathcotte.com
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