Karma Isn’t a Punishment, It’s a Rebalancing

past life regression memories

Labels and titles never sat well with me. I assumed that it stemmed from my low self esteem growing up, or because I never really fit in anywhere and used that as a defense mechanism. But it wasn’t until all of the little random puzzle pieces I had been collecting started to fit together that I saw a connection to something more. It wasn’t until the puzzle pieces started fitting together that I realized this went deeper, beyond linear time itself.

Twelve years ago in Hokkaido while visiting my sister-in-law I met a friend of hers and we connected immediately talking about energy and reiki. She offered to translate for me if I entered a reiki course with her. On our daily drives to the class I began to receive vivid memory flashbacks of a past life that we shared together.

I saw myself in an incarnation where any spiritual work could be considered the “work of the devil” and punishable by death. She was an herbalist and I was a woman who worked with energy and her herbs, creating personalized protection items for people in my village. I’d bundle the specific herbs she selected from a field just outside the village and I would wrap them in particular layers and structures based upon the person, setting intentions into everything I touched.

A villager I trusted came seeking help. I gave it as we normally did, not knowing they’d come to gather evidence. They were setting a trap. I was reported to the witch hunters, taken, and burned for practicing what was called heresy or the dark arts.

Suddenly everything starts to make sense.

This explained my fear of being public about my abilities, my instinctual choice to keep my name private, to stay anonymous. The way I am mesmerized by fire and yet never want to be too close. How only recently I have begun offering sessions publicly rather than by referral only.

It still makes me teary-eyed after all these years. It see it as completing an orbit around my own sun (soul). Healing this painful part of the learning process and entering a new cycle. One of love, compassion, and magic.

I can only feel love and gratitude for this experience of death. Carrying my love for weaving talismans of protection and healing for others with me into this lifetime through every piece of jewelry making.

I used to believe karma meant payback. That all the hardships and trauma in this life were punishments for wrongs I’d committed in past incarnations. But this memory revealed something different: I wasn’t being punished for helping people. I was being shown how “dark arts/magic” was misunderstood in that time and place. It was automatically seen as malicious rather than a source of energy where intention is what matters most.

I now believe that karma isn’t a punishment, it’s a rebalancing. Imagine your soul as a slider traveling along a spectrum through each incarnation, recalibrating and rebalancing to find your equilibrium.

My QHHT session pulled it all together.

While this particular past life was revealed through divine timing, my QHHT session deepened my understanding. I asked my Higher Self if I had imagined this incarnation and it not only confirmed it but explained the soul agreements we’d made and why we’d chosen to meet again in this lifetime.

My Higher Self also revealed that my resistance to titles isn’t an insecurity or because of a lack of confidence. It’s ancient wisdom trying to protect me from something that no longer exists in this reality. The fear of being named, identified, and targeted had also traveled with me across centuries.

At the end of the session my Higher Self cleared this trauma of betrayal, judgement, and the belief that visibility equals danger.

Today, I remain undefined by choice rather than fear.

This allows me to bring through whatever needs to come through in that specific moment. No script, predetermined role, or inflexible identity. Just presence.

The greatest gift of understanding my past incarnations wasn’t just healing old wounds, it was recognizing that what I once thought was weakness (my resistance to labels) was actually my alignment toward flexibility. And what I thought was fear was actually discernment.

If you feel curious about the mysteries and connections of your own soul’s journey and the patterns that have shaped with you across time, I would love to walk with you and guide you into your own remembering.


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