Who's the Fairest of Them All?

One of the major karmic themes of my lifetime has been adultery. Our lives are patterns of karmic themes, but surely this one was a dominant theme in mine for many years. As I’ll explain, the root cause of this is vanity. Pride. A heightened sense of entitlement.

Even as a very young girl, I had strong desires for the opposite sex. And a desire to dominate them psychologically. When I entered my teens, my older sister’s boyfriends made passes at me. Did I wish this to happen? Subconsciously, I believe so.

Later, after I met the young man I was to marry, I had early inklings of trouble ahead. He attracted unstable women who seemed to be motivated not only by their desire for him, but by a desire to take what was mine. I found it puzzling since I did not know these women, but they were often fixated on me. Now, I see very clearly that, indeed, they were sent by divine design to do exactly that—to take away what was “mine.” For most of my marriage, there was always some woman who wanted to take my husband away from me, and I resisted. The suffering, of course, was enormous, as I loved him deeply and, for the most part, innocently. I’ll spare you the details of my ordeal.

Like most souls, I’ve had more than one lifetime as an adulterer. As a result, in this lifetime, I found myself married to an adulterer who betrayed me with multiple women. I stayed for the whole thing, taking what was needed to pay my debt. I certainly had no knowledge of this karmic debt at the time, but my Higher Self did. Karma is never a punishment. It is simply a law of the universe and a balance of spirit that must be achieved. What we sow, for better or for worse, we will eventually reap. These lessons help us to achieve Christ Consciousness, to raise our vibrations and set us on a path for ascension.

Behind each action that we take—each action producing a reaction—there is some underlying character weakness or strength that sets the whole thing in motion. In my case, it was vanity that was the root cause of my troubles with adultery. This past year, it was revealed to me that in past lives, I had used my beauty to gain power.

In one vivid dream in December 2006, I was a Russian peasant on my wedding night. My husband, who was an innocent, was speaking to me of how beautiful I was as he removed my nightgown. He had “permission” to take me, but he was being timid. After he initiated intimacy, he was so grateful and complimentary. I remember looking on him with disdain thinking “what a fool you are.” A subsequent dream revealed another scene from that lifetime. I was with another man. We were concerned about “hidden treasures.” And the man was saying, “Oh, let’s be done with this.” And I pleaded, “But I don’t want to be done with it.”

Did that young groom, so unsure of himself, become my husband in this lifetime? What were these "hidden treasures"? Stolen wealth? Was I planning to run away with my lover? Is this why I could never convince my husband in this lifetime that I loved him? And why he was so unfaithful to me, despite loving me as deeply as he did? I search for the answers inside my soul.

But, perhaps, the most vivid past life recall concerning adultery came in May of this year. I was a young woman sitting on a bench in the back of a lecture hall. A middle-aged man with a beard was presenting at the front of the room which was all dark wood paneling and leather chairs. I was growing restless and removed myself to the bathroom. After I closed the door behind me, I looked up into the mirror at my reflection. I was absolutely stunning. Nicole Kidman-stunning. And it was ME looking back. I had reddish brown hair cut Egyptian-style with big brown eyes, high cheek bones, translucent skin and a slender, perfectly toned body. As I brushed the bangs away from my eyes, I thought to myself, “These people are so boring. Why can't I just leave?"

When I told my mother about the experience with the mirror (a medium who can access the Akashic records through her spirit guides), it was revealed that I had been the mistress to a Swiss diplomat in Geneva in that lifetime. I died in 1932. I sensed a superficial young woman, another careless soul who used her beauty to manipulate and advance her station in life, not caring in the slightest who got hurt along the way. And still, I love and forgive her. I treasure the lesson that she brought.

Pride, vanity or narcissism. It has always been a great temptation for mankind.

For all of us, it is far better to look at our challenges in life objectively, whatever they may be, from the karmic perspective. What are your challenges in this lifetime? What lessons are you learning? Who do you need to forgive? A spouse? A parent? Perhaps, yourself. Make the most of your opportunities for forgiveness. These unlock the door to compassion, which leads to unconditional love, the bliss of which can not be described by the human tongue.