: Barbara Sinor
: The Pact Messages From the Other Side
: Loving Healing Press
: 9781615992133
: 1
: CHF 6.10
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: Esoterik: Allgemeines, Nachschlagewerke
: English
: 200
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The Pact: Messages from the Other Side takes the reader on an adventure through time while weaving tales of love and determination. A vow between the author and her husband finds us tracing the steps of present and past lifetimes devoted to uncovering the mysterious cycles of life, birth, death, and rebirth.
The author shares the stories of some of her past lives and the insight she gained by channeling her departed husband's words. She shares lifetimes spent in Atlantis and Egypt, as well as, many other time periods. Barbara's stories resonate with readers because of their integrity, detail, documentation, and the sincerity with which they are expressed. Join the author as she searches with her departed husband to reveal their souls' explorations through time and space.The Pact is a fascinating mixture of contemporary memoir and past lifetime narratives reconstructed to allow the reader a glimpse into the metaphysics of life.
'Every once in awhile you read a book that takes you beyond the edge of the known and into the timeless realm of the soul.The Pact: Messages from the Other Side is one of those special books. It takes the reader on a spiritual journey through life after life. Dr. Sinor and her departed husband's personal life pact unfolds as a spiritual memoir that uplifts and inspires, uniting past, present, and future.'
--Joan Borysenko, Ph.D., New York Times best-selling author
About the Author
Dr. Sinor is a retired psychotherapist living in northern California. As a child, Barbara experienced paranormal phenomena which lead her on a spiritual journey to explore metaphysics and other spiritual practices.

One

When the deep meaning of things is not understood the mind’s essential peace is disturbed to no avail.

Chien-chih Seng-ts’an
Zen Patriarch, 606 AD

“Athena? Meratta? Where are you girls?” the old woman called into the evening air. Shaking her head she thought,Those girls! They are always running off together!

“Athena? Meratta? It’s time to come home!” she shouted out again.When will they ever learn it is not safe to be outside after the sun falls? she thought to herself as she turned to walk back down the stone steps into the cave-dwelling.

Athena and Meratta were very busy, unaware of anything except their search. They had not noticed the sun dipping below the tip of the great pyramid, for they were gathering more herbs to use as teas to help heal the families living in the caves.

“Here’s a new one!” Meratta exclaimed as she held up a tiny clump of greenery. “I think it is the one Amma told us would heal the hot sweats of the elderly women. I will take it with us and ask her tomorrow.”

“Oh, that is definitely a new one, Meratta!” replied Athena, inspecting the leafy green shoot.

“Oh no!” shouted Meratta as she pointed to the sun rays falling in an array of colors. “We have been outside too long, Athena; we must gather our things and return home quickly.”

Athena and Meratta watched one last time the setting of the sun and its glowing rays of yellow, pink, and red. They packed their baskets tight with the day’s findings. They were not far from their cave-dwelling and had faintly heard the calls from their mother, but as usual, they ignored them to pursue their passion. They loved their mother, but they knew she did not understand their strong desire to learn the ways of Amma, and how to heal those who were not well in the caves.

Once safely up the hill and in front of the stones leading to the opening of their home, Athena whispered as she pointed to the valley below, “It is so beautiful. Do you think we will ever be able to visit?”

“I hope so,” Meratta replied as she swept a finger across her forehead to remove the blonde strand of untrained hair obstructing her view. “Even if we never get to see the lighted valley, I will be happy here learning more from our dear Amma.”

“Yes, I agree with your words,” Athena said softly as she gazed lovingly into Meratta’s blue eyes. Slowly descending the stairway, the pair of blossoming young women vanished into the darkness.

Athena and Meratta were sisters who lived with their mother in one of the cav