PUNJIB AND SJANA
by
Marian MacNeil,C.HT.


This past life experience found me in the middle part of India. It was hot and dusty. Punjib is now my guide, NEUMAN.

He was the wizen one of his Nomadic group. The others were afraid of his powers for they did not understand these powers. They were a raiding group going around robbing others and taking the women and children to integrate them into their group. Punjib did no like this about his group and tried to counsel them regarding this activity.

One day the group came across my group in an open land area. I got the feeling that my Father gave me to Punjib during the raid for safe keeping. I was five or six years old. Punjib never married and had no children of his own. He was a lonely man until I came to him.

Punjib did not harm me. In fact he treated me like a daughter. He told me to pretend that I was his consort or the other men would take me away from Him and abuse me as they did the other females.

My skin is sun brown. Punjib's is darker yet. He has animals, goats, camels but no horses. He seems to be Moslem. Punjib wars a head dress and always the clothing is white. He wears a black belt and sword. His head band is black also. I wear a veil covering my nose and all my hair.

During the next few years Punjib taught me how to read and write. He was teaching me everything he knew about personal spiritual power. He spent hours with me sitting on a pillow at his feet listening to his stories and teachings. I have so many questions and he is patient and answer all of my questions. He also taught me how to dance and sing the songs of lore.

Our tent was tall with lots of colored pillows and rugs. Punjib is much older than I. I was so very happy and so was Punjib. He has no other women. Seems content to be separate from the group. Punjib is busy with his animals and with my teachings.

I am allowed to be a child at times and then other times I must act very grown up. It is hard to be like two different people. I so want Punjib to be proud of me.

As the years passed, eventually the other men got suspicious about my seeming consort status. I had not given birth as the other girls who were taken at the same time. If Punjib did not want me as a consort or wife then one of them would take me!

One day they crashed into our tent and took me away. They raped and beat me eventually killing me. Punjib found my body. He holds me and cries as I died. He feels an anger he never felt before. I leave the body and float onward. I loved him very much as a little girl, appreciating his not harming me like they who killed me.

Punjib was so lonely without me. It seemed that life in him had died along with me. He dreams about me night after night. I think we communicate during his dreaming. After a few months of deep depression, Punjib took a small bag from the tent and went out into the barren desert. He walked many days until one day he just laid down and died. In that life Punjib was searching for truth which he could not find on this planet.

I love him so very much. I realized that having Punjib as my lead spirit guide this life time brings me much peace and love.

We are from the same beginning explosion of energy sparks. He has evolved with a good understanding of the spiritual. Seems I return to the physical while he protects me from the "other side." A very special energy he is. We prepare as a team for my trips into physical life. We both benefit as a team. Most of the time one of us remains on the other side. We are soul mates but not soul lovers. I trust him and know that one day we will be together again in the physical. It is a love that transcends physical love. It is on the essence, spirit level of Energy.

When I awoke up from this state, I had such a warm, happy feeling which stayed with me for some time. Just knowing I still have a connection with this spiritual Entity. End of session.


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