Shara Grove Holistics

It’s interesting isn’t it, learning about who you have been and where you have come from. In another recently explored previous life of mine, I was a beautiful woman named Clarelle. It’s hard to say what time period I was in, but it was something along the lines of Lemuria and/or Atlantis. It felt like a period of time where a revolution was starting to simmer. Tension was noticeable and inequality was seen at times. I was a trader who traded my water rituals, spells, concoctions and tinctures for crystals and rare minerals. I used the crystals and minerals to decorate my home, to heal and keep my channels open to the ether.

I was incredibly and deeply connected to the universe. I’d use these crystals in self-rituals to expand my consciousness; I’d use them in rituals with lovers to elevate our souls into the galaxies, so we could experience the magic of where we came from. I was an incredible woman.

I chose a life of no children and no sole partner except for one who I allowed to know me a little deeper than just a lover.

Léon and I have always known and spoken about how we have met in previous lives. Our connection runs ways deeper than others on the outside will ever realise. In this life, Léon was that one partner than knew me better than anyone else. I kept my privacy, I had my secrets, and I fed myself off my air of mystery. I loved feeling elusive, mystical and intriguing (a quality of my personality in this life also). I loved playing lightweight games with people. Making them think they knew me but then throwing them a massive curveball that makes them ask more questions. I loved that sense of power and the feeling of the boundaries that I had. I loved feeling feminine, flowy and as light as a feather. I loved myself, and I loved how I could keep being myself around those that respected and accepted me.

The city I lived in was out of this world. Imagine all the shades of blue, vibrant greens and beckoning purples. Pristine streets and crystal-clear waters. Water features everywhere. Stream like pathways, pebbled streets, marble bridges, crystal lamps and magnificent buildings. It was just so hard to believe that a place like that once existed.

Telepathy was the main way of communicating with others during this time. Some words were verbal but as a race, we all liked to use the power of our minds. We travelled by time jumping, telepathically placing ourselves there, some levitated and of course some still loved to walk. What sounds like superpowers to us now, were actually just basic areas of our brains of that were used. All that would prevent you from using these forms of transportation would be your energy behind it.
To put it in modern terms, healthy mental state = easy access to your brain’s capabilities.

My trading post was simple, and my products were very popular amongst the people. I had a mixture of opinions against me. Men loved me; some women loved me but some others not so much. I was a very open person, my lovers were never discussed but if I was approached by someone who was curious, the conversation went on like no other. I think there were women that were jealous of who I was as a woman. I think due to my universal connection, how and what I did with myself, and my lovers gave me a lot of power. Power that just made me glow.

Most of my time was spent making my products to trade. I worked with the elements, but my main love was water, the majority of my products were focused around water. Water to cleanse, banish, attract, restore, heal or amplify. I covered a wide range of areas, and I was one of the most well-known traders for this line of work.

I did however have a darker side, kinda black market vibes. Out of hours and around the back I would sell rarer and more contradicting water spells. Spells that were more potent in strength but could be used for both good and bad. I knew what I was doing, and I knew the risk that came with both selling and selling to others who might not have had good intentions, but in order to get the more powerful crystals and the rarer ones too, I had to have something to trade that matched in power.
Some may say that I was power hungry, and in some ways I don’t disagree.

After some time, I was caught out, my intuition tells me a jealous woman dobbed me in and some people with power came and took me away.

I was placed somewhere that I can only say was a prison type of place for where I was, but instead of living the rest of my life out in misery, I was used for my knowledge and power. They wanted my information, they wanted my spells and rituals, and they wanted me to expand on the darker side of magic for them. I refused. Despite being slightly power driven myself, my intention had never been to expand on the dark magic, for I knew the risks and I knew what I would be losing. I’d lose my life. My energy, my lovers, my essence, my femininity, my aura, and my personality it would all have been gone. I knew I could go down that route, but it was never a temptation for me.

Needless to say, they strongly disliked my unwillingness to cooperate with them, so instead I was experimented on. I became a test dummy for them; I became a product that they wanted to know more about. I became the governments dirty little secret.

The rest of my life was lived out here. I died a painful death. My body was broken and so was my soul. I battled with my regrets, my mentalities and my morals, but my god I was never going to help them. A government that looked after us but also divided us. There were followers, those that trusted and believed the twisted words, and then there were those that didn’t trust or believe that everything they did was for us. I had never trusted them, but I was happy living my life. Keeping my distance but having my awareness. I knew the risks I was taking by having my little black market around the back, but the power I felt fed a part of me that must’ve felt powerless somewhere else. The ecstasy, the energy, the magic and the power I felt from myself was incredible and I just never wanted it to end.

I don’t know what happened to Léon. We tried to telepathically communicate but his mentality was much stronger than mine, and I couldn’t reach through to him. Going off the Léon I know in this lifetime and from what I know of the Léon in that lifetime and our life then, I can imagine he was distraught at me suddenly disappearing. He had warned me a few times, we both had our agreements on political themes, so I don’t think he was surprised at my disappearance. I think it potentially broke a part of him both knowing and not knowing what I was going through, and the fact that he was unable to do anything about it expect carry on with his life. I think he missed me, and a part of him didn’t show again without my presence, but he knew we would meet in another life, and that was enough for him to get through.