Cycle of Souls - Unraveling the Mystery of Reincarnation and Our Continuous Return by Care’n Mooney

Care'n Mooney
Jul 16
5 min read

Who am I

Where am I

What am I

Why am I

When am I

I'm sure at some time we have all heard this question, and on many occasions probably come up with the same confused conclusion: "I don't know. I guess I'll try again another day."

Even if you have personally not asked this question or taken the time to think about it, I am sure you've had many opportunities to hear other people discussing this matter. Something comes up, gets everyone thinking, "Was that karma or did that just happen?"

I have been given another perspective: one where our soul is simply a seeker and a learner, and it wants to have as many experiences and adventures as it possibly can.

Imagine if our souls lived in this great library in the universe, and it was filled with all the knowledge, wisdom, and information on everything: why it was created, how it was created, what it was used for... etc. etc. etc.

Each soul that resided there was able to read and understand every word:

What is a bird?
Why does it look like that?
What is a cloud?
Why does it move like that?
What is a human?
Why do humans have emotions?

What if we had everything explained to us, yet we had never felt it, touched it, heard it, or in any way truly experienced it? And then we were given a way to become this book, to become the pages. Well, wouldn't that be an adventure? Let's do that. Let's have as many adventures as we can.

Rather than adopting the concept of "I'm going to try that, and if I mess up, I'll just come back over and over and over again until I get it right," which certainly seems a lot less joyful or entertaining.

As newly reincarnated souls, we arrive eager and full of anticipation, ready to try out our new toys. We’re ready to get on with whatever we have chosen to do. Oops... I forgot why I came. Now, that could put a little clam in the chowder.

On top of that, we are greeted with great expectation and enthusiasm from our new parents and family. But they, too, have forgotten why they came, and generations before them, and generations before them, and now they are completely ignorant of why we came out to play.

So, we are given their rules, their regulations, their beliefs, their ideas, their thought patterns, their fears, and their expectations. And now these are placed in our lap.

This really keeps us from diving into the pleasure of this new adventure.

If we're lucky, we begin seeing a glimmer of life beyond the day-to-day. We feel a tug, a nudge, a scratch that needs to be scratched, and we begin to remember. As we remember, the shell we are encased in begins to crack.

Some souls are lucky to be with parents who are not so rigid, and more open to the concept of something greater than our limited experience. Then, when you begin to open your third eye and see the vastness and the opportunities placed before you, you are in a safe place, where you can ask questions and explore. We can share what we are seeing and feeling within a safe environment, and we can grow and expand without limitation.

Over the millennia, each culture has tried to explain the phenomenon of why people remember things they’ve never lived, or seen places they’ve never been, or know people from some other time. It became so common that the ancients actually had schools to study this phenomenon and try to give reason to it.

Each culture explained it a little differently, using different words to define what was happening. It was done to help explain why there were good and bad, right and wrong, and how nature worked, storms and volcanoes and things so vast we simply could not understand them. It helped keep people under control, for instance, by teaching that if you were bad in this lifetime, you had to come back and feel the pain of someone being bad to you. Or, you may have to be punished lifetime after lifetime until you get it right. It was as if there were scales that had to be balanced.

The people in power realized that this was a way they could control the great masses: tell them that if they did not conform, it would bring great hardship to others and to themselves. For thousands of years, natural healers, mystics, and teachers knew the soul was different from any part of the human body. Science has been saying this for as long as anyone can remember, trying to prove whether a soul does exist. Now, science can confirm that there is a glow around each body, we call it our aura, and that energy is not attached to the body itself. And they discovered that when we die, the light around us goes away.

I chuckled, because sometimes it takes people a scientist to prove the things we already knew. It is also interesting to point out that there’s an expression: “When a woman is pregnant, she glows.” Really, wouldn’t that make sense, that she is shining for two souls instead of one?

So yes, our soul travels forever and ever. It cannot be canceled, and it chooses to incarnate over and over, having vast experiences and vast understanding.

I was told by some people I respected that one of the reasons I don’t feel at home on Earth is because, out of my countless incarnations, only 10% have taken place here.

So, I still wonder and marvel, watching the rain... watching the spider spin its web... watching a newborn see the world for the first time... watching how small animals and plants encounter this marvelous Gaia, one experience at a time.

Every Tuesday evening, I host a heart-centered meditation at my center in Mesa, Arizona, which I call the Open-Heart Meditation. During this session, I guide the group into the depths of our heart’s center, filling it with joy as we allow it to expand and vibrate faster and faster. Through this practice, we embrace our true essence as beings of light.

If you’re in the Phoenix or Mesa area, I warmly invite you to join us. Feel free to reach out and become part of our Open-Heart Meditation community.