The Alchemist’s Awakening

The following is a new extended narrative and timeline that I have crafted into my past life as an Alchemist and Nobleman in Salzburg and Vienna, Austria. – It provides a clear example of what’s possible when creating an extended story for a past life that needs some tender loving care and a new timeline.

I have now crafted two extended narratives from past incarnations. The outcome of this creative process is I feel a real sense of integration and completion around these past lives. And of course, this sense of integration and completion significantly influences on my current life.

If you’re interested in doing past-life integration and new narrative work, that could help shift some inner persistent blocks.

Check out my workshop WISDOM OF THE AGES. where we explore this valuable process.

The Resplendent Nobleman of Salzburg

In the 17th-century Salzburg, Austria, I, once a nobleman and alchemist, was immersed in the mystique of illuminism. This era was where enlightenment was not just a concept but a guiding light, an inner light illuminating the path of those seeking deep wisdom. I was pivotal in this rapidly growing movement, guiding fellow initiates towards their enlightenment.

At the heart of our dreams was the creation of an institution—a university that would stand as a testament to our illuminating ideals. The year was 1650, and I had spent countless lifetimes mastering the alchemical arts. Nestled on a hill overlooking the town of Salzburg, I led a life of contentment, relishing daily walks into town, where conversations and meetings with colleagues nurtured my intellect and soul.

Shadows and Solitude

But, even in the glow of enlightenment, shadows cast their chilling embrace. The church and government, threatened by our practices, sought to snuff out our guiding light. Laws were passed, attempting to shackle the very essence of our being. Undeterred, we retreated underground. My dear friend, George, met a different fate—he was unjustly labeled a menace and banished from Salzburg.

In the wake of George’s departure, I clung to the memories of our shared laughter and wisdom, weaving his essence into my daily conversations. However, fear snaked through the community, with stifling words and glances. I was isolated; my only company were the silent trees of the near by forest.

A Fateful Encounter

One day, a traveller appeared on my path as I communed with nature. His cloak bore a small star bridge, glinting gold in the dappled sunlight. Intrigued, I inquired about its origins. Thus began a conversation that stretched into the night, weaving tales of spirituality and illuminism. The traveller, Frederick, shared his illuminism journey, tainted by factions that had strayed from the purity of the teachings.

Heartened by his words, I embarked on a quest. With Frederick’s guidance, I found my way to Vienna, to a family that still held the sacred flame of the Holy Spirit. They embraced me, offering a haven where my practice could flourish. In the warmth of their home, I discovered a new companion—Liesel, their daughter, a fellow seeker of truth.

Love and Light

Liesel and I explored the avenues of Vienna, kindred spirits drawn together in a dance of shared purpose. Together, we championed causes, weaving compassion and light into the fabric of our community. A cooperative housing venture bloomed, offering sanctuary to those in need while our hearts entwined in a love story—written in the language of the stars.

In time, our love blossomed into marriage, and our union was blessed with seven delightful children. Together, we nurtured their spirits, guiding them in the ways of Love and Light. Inspired by our devotion, one of our children founded the Temple of Light—a sanctuary where all souls, genuinely devoted, found refuge from judgment and fear. Our home became a place where the divine spark in every heart was respected and celebrated.

The Legacy Lives On

In the following years, our family’s legacy intertwined with Viennian culture. The Temple of Light flourished, a testament to the enduring power of love and illumination. Generations came and went, adding a new chapter to our family’s story. The teachings of illuminism, once whispered in secrecy, now echoed through the halls of universities and sanctuaries alike.

In the quiet moments of our twilight years, we often reflected on the twists of fate that had brought us together. We marvelled at the beauty of our children and their children, each carrying a piece of our essence into the future. The flame we had nurtured within our family had become a divine fire, illuminating the world with its brilliance.

The Alchemist’s Return

As the end of my earthly journey approached, I found solace in the knowledge that my purpose had been fulfilled. The alchemical transformation I had undergone in my pursuit of enlightenment had not only changed me but also touched the lives of countless others. I had become a light bearer, guiding souls to the path of love and light.

In the final moments of my life, surrounded by the love of my family, I closed my eyes and embraced the eternal embrace of the universe. I felt myself dissolving into the Diving Living Presence and Living Goddess, becoming one with the cosmic dance of birth, death and rebirth. My consciousness expanded, reaching out towards the stars, merging with the infinite wisdom that permeated the cosmos.

The Eternal Dawn

As I write down these past life memories, the morning sun rises, bathing me in its golden embrace. I feel the gentle hum of the universe, the rhythm of life echoing through my very being. I recognize my divinity as my birthright, a legacy of a lifetime lived in service, love, and alignment with the sacred flow of life. I, too, am at peace in the warm glow of the eternal dawn.

And so, the tale of the alchemist and nobleman in Salzburg, Austria, finds its completion—a story of illumination, identity, love, and the eternal pursuit of the divine within. As the ink dries on these pages, I carry with me the wisdom of lifetimes, the echoes of ancient truths, and the enduring light of the Holy Spirit.

And So it Is

Heart to Heart, Elizabeth

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