September of last year, I had a blonde woman about 30 years old, with long straight hair show up in my bedroom, sit on my bed and just look at me for a while. For lack of a better name for her, I named her Len, like the name of the alternative rock band that sings one of the cutest songs. She was visible, but you could kind of see through her, she was nice though, I could feel a lightness around her, but without her even ever having to speak, I knew what she was there for. I could feel vibrations from her and sensed what was happening. She was a temporary guide of mine. She stuck around...

Guides can be temporary or permanent, as well as they can be there to tell you about a past life or about something they want you to do career-wise. She literally inhabited my body in order to tell me what she had to say. She was very insistent about what she was telling me and since I had already been told what she was trying to tell me, I was reluctant to listen, because I had heard it when I was 20 and thought it was silly, so I blew it off.

She stuck around for days repeating herself and I realized I was hearing her from inside my own head, but it was a different voice, other than my own, and she repeated what she had to say until I acknowledged what she was saying. A few days of that, I acknowledged it. It was information about my own past life, my very first one, should I say. I was not into past life readings, before this, so it was kind of a surprise for me that she would repeat what I had already heard once before. I listened and she cleared out, satisfied that I had finally gotten the message.

A few days later, she returned