So you're a Soul
You have done regressions, Life Between Lives, you know the other projects your Soul Energy is involved in while still incarnated in a lycra shell called skin held up by the scaffolding of skeleton and fueled by red sludge carrying nutrients to often overworked organs. And the final insult is a nervous system functioning as a radar system that sometimes seems targeted to find and feel pain, loss, sadness. Now what ? You call this a life ? Well, yes. When we were tribal, or for those who are still woodsmen/women everything was to be experienced, everything was a sensation. There is no time, or need to understand if the rain has meaning, or if missing a shot with an arrow was a sign we are bad. It is instead all simply experience that demands we stay in the now, and make choices based on the now. If it is raining, find shelter if it is cold, strip and dance if the weather is warm. If you miss a shot, learn and aim again. The life of luxury, of technology, has some bad side effects-