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Articles by Joanne DiMaggio
Altered State Writing For Past Life Exploration
Past-life research, exploration, and education have been my passion for many years. Even when I knew relatively little about this, on a subliminal level, I readily accepted the premise that my current life was merely the continuation of a long line of previous lifetimes. When growing up, I considered myself a devout Roman Catholic and attended parochial school for twelve years.
InnerSelf Magazine: August 19, 2024
Our InnerSelf welcomes your inner self "Do no harm" is a wonderful guiding principle to live by. And it covers so many things. The "traditional" interpretation in most religions is "thou shalt not kill" and while that definitely is included in do no harm, the precept of not causing harm goes so much further. For example: Do not harm yourself through your self-criticism, your thoughts, what you eat, how you treat your body.
The Sixties, the Beatles, and the Catholic Church
Image by Maxpinsoo from Pixabay I don’t recall any fanfare when the calendar slipped from 1959 to 1960. Little did I know how much would be packed into that decade or how deeply my life would be impacted by the transformational seeds that were being planted in an entire generation.
InnerSelf
Image by Susanne Jutzeler, suju-foto Welcome... Our InnerSelf welcomes your inner self. As we welcome the new year, we say goodbye to the old... which can also mean - if we choose - letting go of things that don't work for us, including old attitudes and behaviors. Welcoming the new year is also traditionally a time of opening ourselves to new ways of being and to creating a new reality for ourselves.
Three Misleading Ideas about Past Lives and Life-Between-Lives
Image by chenspec Over the years, I heard clients blame everyone and everything for the issues they were dealing with in their lives, but they seldom considered the possibility that this was what they put into motion in their life-between-lives session. My thought was—if they knew that whatever issue they were working on was something they had carefully planned to become a part of their karmic journey in this life, wouldn’t they approach it from an entirely different perspective?
What Does It Feels Like To Die? (Death Is No Big Deal)
Image by Bianca Mentil Death is the great mystery of life. That is one of the reasons why the stories of those who have undergone a near-death experience (NDE) have captivated millions of people. We are curious about the afterlife, but more so, we want to know what it feels like to die. Individuals who have died and come back relay a compelling account of their experience, but you don’t need an NDE to know what to expect from dying.
What Does It Feels Like To Die? (Death Is No Big Deal)
Image by Bianca Mentil Death is the great mystery of life. That is one of the reasons why the stories of those who have undergone a near-death experience (NDE) have captivated millions of people. We are curious about the afterlife, but more so, we want to know what it feels like to die. Individuals who have died and come back relay a compelling account of their experience, but you don’t need an NDE to know what to expect from dying.
Karmic Memory: Memory Triggers and Déjà Vu
Image by Georgi Dyulgerov I grew up in a blue-collar neighborhood on the south side of Chicago. I would often walk through the alleyways, accosted by the fumes of the maggot-infested garbage cans and think—What am I doing here? Where are my gardens? I had nothing in common with my family, let alone with my neighbors and classmates. I always felt alienated there, as if I were in a prison biding my time until my great escape. It never felt like home. But where was home?
Karmic Memory: Memory Triggers and Déjà Vu
Image by Georgi Dyulgerov I grew up in a blue-collar neighborhood on the south side of Chicago. I would often walk through the alleyways, accosted by the fumes of the maggot-infested garbage cans and think—What am I doing here? Where are my gardens? I had nothing in common with my family, let alone with my neighbors and classmates. I always felt alienated there, as if I were in a prison biding my time until my great escape. It never felt like home. But where was home?
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