January Twelfth, 2022

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A commenter asked me, “Has this been your path in other lifetimes?”

Well, all time is now, so let me give an example. But first I want to talk about something — one of the things people hate about people talking about past lives.

A lot of the haters will be like, “How can you guys all be these famous people?”

Well, everybody is a nobody until they remember that they are a somebody and step into themselves.

So there’s that part. Everybody that is a somebody was also a nobody until they stepped into themselves.

That being said, when you start healing parts of you — since all time is now — all the past life versions of you start healing as well. And you start showing up in history in all these different timelines.

There was this one weird pocket of time. (I had seen so many of my past lives and healed so many, but there was this one life.)

My last life before this one, I was an alcoholic man. I was driving my girlfriend at the time, who was pregnant, in that life. Her brother was sitting in my lap driving the wheel. It was raining at nighttime. The brother energetically picked up on my alcohol. We all crashed and died. Very, very traumatic life.

I didn’t know why it was such a traumatic life. It did affect this life, because the brother that was in my lap, in that past life, was my ex-husband, in my current life, and he got in a car accident in this current life. His best friend died. It was like a karmic thing that continued on because it wasn’t healed yet.

But I didn’t really have a rhyme or reason as to why all that trauma was there.

Well, the life right before it — this little pocket of time in the 1940s — I had a life where I had a lot of trauma from my parents’ trauma, in that past life, that affected me and made me into a soldier, and I did some not-so-great things.

Once I healed that soldier life, once I healed that pocket of time, I saw that it changed the trajectory to my car accident life before this one.

It changed and healed it so much that now, instead of the 1970s car accident life, I’m in the 1960s. My energetic frequency is in the 1960s in a different part of my oversoul — as a blond-haired, blue-eyed skater boy, hippie guy in Cali.

Which actually makes sense with my current life, because it never made sense why I was into punk rock and skater stuff.

As I heal, all of it changes. I don’t really know how else to explain that.

But all time is now. So now the path that is Kat is the same for all of me.

Okay, bye.

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