I Was A Drunken Monk

Many years ago, on an Easter Sunday at the Saint Paul Cathedral, I had my first past life memory. I was watching the priest and his altar boys coming down the aisle swinging an incense burner from side to side. At the moment that the scent of the incense reached me, everything changed. I was no longer seeing the church or the people sitting around me. 

I saw row after row of grapes growing on vines in the Italian countryside. The day was warm without a cloud to be seen and, the sun was low in the sky. I saw all this as if I was in a theater watching a movie. 

In the next scene, I was a big, round, and very fat monk checking on the grapes to see if they were ready for harvest. I could tell that I was happy in my life as a monk and a master winemaker. I sensed that I indulged a great deal in the wine I made. I was not old nor young, but my hair was still brown and was cut in a tonsure as the monks wore in the Middle Ages.

All of this information came in just a flash of knowing. It couldn’t have lasted more than a few seconds. This memory happened over 25 years ago, and I still remember it as clearly as today. This experience made me a believer in the theory of past lives. This is just one example of how we can discover our past life experiences.

Since then, I have had many other “memories” come to me in many different ways. We will explore numerous ways to retrieve memories in the November Discover Your Past Lives Workshop.  I hope you can join me.


Della offers weekly yoga classes, workshops, and intuitive readings. You can find out more about here services here.

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