An Interesting Reincarnation Story to Consider
James Matlock
At first I didn't know how to help her so I told her that I would mediate and see if anything came to me. Later, I did a meditation and requested help. Quite unexpectedly, a message came from the other side that her name was Joy Morgan (I'm not listing her real name) and that she died in 1978 in the state of Georgia. I was excited and immediately began my research the following day. It took some time but I found the grave in Georgia through a great website called Find a Grave The name and the age were spot on. I contacted the newpaper in Augusta GA and asked them for a copy of the obituary. Still, it didn't say how she died. I then contacted the name of the person who entered the memorial info on the cemetary site and she was very forthcoming with info. She said that Joy was her first cousin and that she was a zany kid with long red hair. The 14 year old had gone with a friend to a local swimming hole (common in the southern countryside). She wanted to get the attention of some boys there by pretending she was drowning and she actually couldn't swim well. She went under and didn't come up. The red hair was the clincher. I knew for sure that it had to be her. Another interesting tidbit....her initials then and her initials now are the same, except in different order. Her photo was on the site and there is a resemblance in the eyes. I continued and found her old residence and copied the photo. I showed it to her to see her response and her first reaction was, "that's the tree I used to play in." She was amazed and so relieved to know that her memories and feelings were now authenticated. I feel this is truly a verifiable case. I have others with family and pets but this one is unique
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About The Author
New York City based contemporary artist, Pam Smilow, began writing the creative lifestyle blog “things we love” in an effort to foster a sense of community during times of isolation and reflection. To read more about her and her art, visit her website and check out the essay written by Frank Matheis entitled The Sophisticated Innocence of Pam Smilow.