Poem : Walking Through the Halls of the Akashic Records

 

Each soul has its own records, and its owns halls.

We have been here since the beginning of time.

And, we will continue until the end of time.

We choose to be humans this time around.

We choose to be here; we choose to be born.

We choose to forget the past because, for some, it could be a burden.

Rediscovering the past and who you truly are, can be fun.

Once you discover, your soul is not on the run.

Learning to rediscover the past without judgement is a blast.

Watch closely because things go by fast.

There is much to be learned from the past.

Thank-you fpr stopping by and reading,

Much love and light,

Brenda Marie

Content by Brenda Marie Fluharty  ©2023 all right reserved


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