Connection Away From “Connections” | Quick Reading

As the reading opens, the energy that first comes forth setting the initial tone is simultaneously curious and tentative. One side of the energy is fairly open to uncovering new information, and is willing to pursue its own curiosity. Then there’s another side which is quite hesitant and cautious, unsure as to how to deal with whatever information might happen to “poke through”. This combination of lighthearted curiosity and tension likely represents Sylvia’s broad emotional and spiritual context, either in general and/or in engaging this reading.

I do not feel any implied notion of imbalance or need of “healing” from the reading regarding these energies: they’re simply how things are. As such, the reading will honor both of these energies, proceeding gently and cautiously.

The reading takes me to the memory of a past life in ancient Atlantis. The reading notes it will not try to match what’s normally discussed about Atlantis by this or other sources, what ‘version’ of Atlantis this is or what it’s supposed to look like, and so on. Rather, it will simply focus on your own memories and how you personally lived and experienced them.

This memory takes place in a coastal town or village. This village can’t be regarded as part of “main” Atlantis; it is contemporary and closely related to Atlantis itself, but in identity is more of a port town that’s an offshoot from the main areas of the former civilization. Geographically it is located in a slightly peripheral area relative to Atlantis proper – the reading shows somewhere around the Northwestern African “bulge” – serving to an extent purposes of trade with and travel between with even more distant colonies and places, namely various lands accessible by water roughly through what we know today as the Mediterranean.

The village is shown as having a bustling fishing activity. Simple boats, small and medium-sized and mostly wind-powered, go back and forth atop the ocean waters on an everyday basis to fish. These boats have something of an odd shape to them, to my eyes and relative to what we’d consider as a sail or fishing boats today. They have a frame that’s both long and distinctively curved, or with distinctive bent shape. They’re built out of a wood that appears very light in tone, and most have carved elaborate adornments built into the wood of the frame, at some points along the edges. The carvings made each boat slightly unique. Each were essentially hand-made markings that served both utilitarian purposes (to tie ropes, nets, multiple boats to each other, etc) as well as to be a form of art and identification, in such a way that one could tell at a glance what each boat was, and to whom it belonged to. Still, despite these points, a person looking at these boats today would have no issues identifying them for sail and fishing uses.

Similarly, the technology used in this village appears to be low-level. There’s some refinement and cleanliness to the overall aesthetic of the village, but otherwise there are no “magical” technologies, and there’s no power or electricity for the most part. It very much looks and feels as a coastal fishing village using simple, non-industrial technology, if you will.

Sylvia’s past life is a fisherman in this village: a young woman (therefore a fisherwoman) in what appears to be her early-to-mid twenties. As an observer this registers as uncommon and peculiar; the reading indicates it wasn’t typical for females to adopt this type of role. But this was a young woman in good health, with a good amount of vigor and strength, and with a good dose of ‘spunk’ – if you allow us the term – who took up after her father, and found she had no qualms about the activities of fishing, going out into the open sea and returning with her catch, and all things involved in that lifestyle. Doing so is something she seems to find very enjoyable: being out on her own, in the sun and water, and being able to measure herself against the whims of the waters and the wind, are all things that to her are positive aspects to the experience. She mostly sails by herself, conducting her fishing manually, then returning soon after, generally under the same light she departed with.

What strikes me about this memory is how idyllic it is. The image the reading is showing is a coastal site with a wide open blue sky that’s mostly clear, with only a few small thin and loosely scattered threads of white clouds. On to the shoreline birds – I think seagulls – fly overhead cackling. The temperature can be hot at times, but is otherwise relatively mild and “neutral” for the most part. The sun reflects on the peaceful, wave-less waters below, from a certain angle forming a streak of light sparking with the water’s perpetual movements. Next to the shoreline there’s some concentration of vessels and boats as they go about their coming and going, but further into the open water all noises related to society and civilization dissipate, leaving only the noises of gentle splashing, the scents carried by the light breeze, and the vastness of the horizon the open sea eventually fades into.

This is a memory that’s extremely pleasurable and fulfilling. The idyllic sensation of the scenario as it is presented is perhaps be comparable to the same type of peacefulness one may find in a coastal Greek town bathed by the Mediterranean shore today. She loves the moment of going out into the sea on her own, an activity which to her feels perfectly safe, low-risk. She can handle herself and knows what she’s doing: she has a good grasp of the various fishing tasks and what they involve, the handling of the boat, and being on her own under the open sky, which to her all feel as if her oyster. And she revels in the sense of both freedom and accomplishment that comes from the activity itself: there’s both a sense of joy in being out and about on the water in such a peaceful and paradisaical setting, and a sense of personal power/accomplishment due to her essentially relying in her own labor, while working to serve to feed her community.

All in all, this is a pleasurable memory, one of fulfillment and satisfaction holding, the corresponding value in the Akashic Records, and with these images that are shown perhaps serving as the “highlight” of this life, illustrating it.

There’s an additional point. It’s not entirely clear how much of the following the incarnated self was aware of, but the spiritual self certainly seems to have been so.

The same way the woman enjoyed her time out on the sea on her own away from the village, on a broader, spiritual perspective she’s also enjoying her time away from the commotion that existed in “civilization”, which is to say, at Atlantis proper and its main urban centers. Out here at this village, she’s far away from where most of the action is taking place, which is to say, the bigger and broad-level societal developments. But by the same token, she’s also away from all the agitation, drama, heavy stakes, as well as of the sense of responsibility. Again, I’m unsure if or how much the incarnated self was aware of this, that they were enjoying their time away from main Atlantis; nevertheless, it’s my impression the girl was very much appreciating her time away from the main urban places with a greater concentration of population, even if there wasn’t a complete awareness of why it was so.

The reading mentions she had a preceding lifetime as a priestess in one of the cities in “main” Atlantis. This lifetime had been far more serious and solemn. During it, she had taken up a life of spiritual and ceremonial roles and undertakings, eventually, towards the latter stages of her life, with her becoming part of the inner core circle of elder priests in the city, a role typically combining spiritual devotion, support to the central governance, and liaison between the latter and the rest of the Atlantean city in question, therefore one of lifelong commitment to service, and carrying a matching degrees of responsibility.

In this previous life, she knew and had mastered her roles and duties to a T, fulfilling them in a capacity today we’d colloquially refer to as “religiously”. However, despite the deeply spiritual and ceremonial nature of the role, and of great importance to the welfare and governance of the respective Atlantean city, during that lifetime she had felt something was off. For a long time she couldn’t quite lay a finger on what it was; on paper everything seemed right: she could move the energy; she would be in agreement sustaining harmonic values with her council of elders and peers; and she dutifully met all of her responsibilities.

And yet, somehow, there was a pervading feeling to her life as a whole where it somehow felt dull, and heavy, and somewhat boring/monotonous. The reading illustrates this element in a metaphorical fashion, with the life being draped under grey and dark purple, dull colors. During this life, her mind couldn’t quite associate the two things: how could something be so right and spiritually valid feel so sad, and… uninteresting? And devoid of meaning? And yet, this is what she eventually found it to be.

Despite being at the center of everything that was happening, at some point she realized she didn’t feel joy, or “happiness”, or connection, on personal and intimate levels. In theory, and even in spiritually valid terms, all was “right”, correct, and true; and yet this was how she felt.

As that lifetime ended, feeling she had met all its duties which were now complete, she decided to incarnate in a new life somewhat far away and distant from those obligations, designing a set of circumstances that were more “like her”, if that makes sense. Circumstances that came out of her own thinking mind, so to speak, as opposed to fulfilling other duties and obligations. This is why she was not a priestess again, and instead was “just” a townwoman, living a simpler life but in her own terms. A life that felt every bit as joyous and peaceful and blissful as she had imagined it could be from the spiritual level, if not more. Spiritually, and perhaps partially unconsciously, she was contrasting the new setting with the burdens and weights of the tasks she had to fulfill as a priestess in the life before, in the midst of a complex and large civilization. And the current life, in terms of pure firsthand experience, felt far more fulfilling, “alive”, and coated in bright colors.

Spiritually speaking, she didn’t need to be where all the action was or be where all the “connections” were. She was experiencing more joy and fulfillment in a more down-to-earth life, where she had all the connection she needed.

Note added for this publication. This reading doesn’t intend to imply connection/meaning can only be found in solitude and/or away from others. One possible insight to take is that even if something’s spiritually true and valid, it might not be what’s most aligned with you at a given moment. The spiritual self was able to chose a new life where, while devoid of the explicitly spiritual practice and responsibilities of the first, wielded more meaning and fulfillment for their soul’s experience.