AngelicView: Since there was so much interest in “Atlantis Was My Home“, I decided to look in the same data base for more stories from Atlantis. There are a few more, but those stories are shorter, and so I decided to just do a compilation of them in one post. The heading of each of the stories will be a clickable link to the original place where I found the story.
You will find that some of these stories contradict other stories. People’s memories from past lives come from a few different sources including regression hypnosis, dreams, astral travel, remote viewing, NDE, or just plain remembering. So certainly there are going to be some disputes over some of the details, assuming the memories are intact. I think it’s great just to think that some people might actually remember this fantastic place and time, to which many of us feel may have been our home, as well.
By many dreams and collaborations with my past life sisters, I have come to discover that I was born in Atlantis. I was one of seven girls and we were very important and strong magickally. I have found six of my sisters and am looking for the seventh, who may be looking for us as well. If she reads this, she will feel the need to contact me.
I recall myself living in Atlantis when the planet was struck by another celestial object.
This precipitated a worldwide Cataclysm of fire and flood that I managed to live through. I had a wife and two children who died in the disaster. I remember many details of the struggles of myself and others to just stay alive and survive the aftermath. Eventually, I found myself in an escape boat being led by a woman warrior/god named Freya. We reach the shore of a friendly land which we name Freya’s Land.
This and other related recalls were initiated by a Kundalini experience that dramatically changed my life. It became much easier to express grief about my father’s death and other deaths or separations of loved ones. The recalls were channeled to me while I wrote, and I’m using them as a focus for a book about multidimensional living.
I am a woman, I am wearing a white, silky gown, very long, and it is almost translucent in it’s texture. I see temples that seem greek, but they are not because the pillars are made out of clear type of crystalline granite. I am in a large spherical temple that is glowing blue, inside I see a large spherical crystal on a alter at the centre of the temple. People are being evacuated.
I use the name Atlantis Healer
Sometimes I think it is interesting why we choose names. When I was 33 I did a series of meditations and while I was not looking for past life memories that is exactly what I found. I found deep within me memories of Atlantis and how Atlantis fell. I remembered my parents (whom I do not think I have met in this life time). I remembered a detailed culture with this. I remembered a husband and children. I remember being a healer in Atlantis. Atlantis was destroyed due to the building of a crystal into a laser that was not calculated the strength of what this lazer would do. I remember getting onto a boat two days before Atlantis fell. These memories for me were hard to digest. It was difficult for me to accept what I was seeing and feeling in these meditations. So now there it is why I choose Atlantishealer as a name that I use often. To remind me that ego and arrogance can destroy… it can destroy a lot. Pollution begins in the mind according to Grandfather Wallace. Many times I think that we attempt to mess with things that ought not to be messed with like cloning. That is just my personal feeling there.
I am in Atlantis, I see myself as a man, I am tall, I have blonde long hair with a metallic texture and colour. I have bluey-purple coloured eyes, I have fair skin and I am dressed in silver coloured silk toga with a gold belt. In this life I am a High Priest and a Crystal Healer.
I was working with my Reiki teacher with issues of power when she asked me if I had had an experience with abuse of power. Suddenly I became aware of having been in Atlantis – a very powerful woman and having wiped out a lot of the population. I experienced such grief and remorse – knowing that I had used my powers in such a destructive way. I also realized that because of my power, I was instrumental in making thousands leave Atlantis to populate other countries – primarily Egypt.
I was one of the power crystal keepers. I remember running into the circular room with the main power crystal. The ground was shaking. I remember water, lots of it. I felt guilty I should have protected it better. Another alien race was using mind control on the crystal. I was suppose to keep it safe. That was just one of my past lives. I have many more that I remember.
I do remember Atlantis. What I remember is tall building and it was sort of temple or a palace. I remember stepping into chambers that were there and if I belong there somehow. It was a place of government because important decisions were made there. I was an official in this government but not a Pleadian for I was born to this world. I have no real words for the role I play in the time of Atlantis it is more what I was not. I can best describe it as keeper of records but that are sacred and must be protected. I wield a sword definitely and been to many war meetings. I am not a warrior though I fought only to protect. I saw many people who died that day are lost and yet to find their way just like myself. Many of these lost people don’t know they are lost. I was noble born in Atlantis and old enough to know where years lost all meaning. I love my King at that time and acted as his right hand person and until Atlantis sank beneath the ocean. I do miss him.