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The Karma I know

There is a misconception about Karma, I have heard it again and again,you did something wrong so now you will pay for it. But that’s not the Karma I know. The Karma I know is based on cycles and a completeness of ones journey within multiple lives.

About a decade or so ago my life in Chicago had fallen to pieces. My entire life was in shambles. I had just moved back to San Diego, no money, no job, just the clothes on my back and now at 35 years old I found myself living with my parents and the countless foster children that they were taking care of at that time. My mother loves children. Toys layed out over the floor, and children clothes scattered in odd places. As I now slept on my mothers sofa I presented my angry frustrations with Spirit. To which they said.

“Ain’t it just grand!” They said with such glee.

“No! No its not grand at all, its actually horrible!” I yelled back.

“You are exactly where you should be. you are where our father (God) wants you to be.”

“Are you guys talking about me.. Eric Leigh-Pink… Did you get the memo on my life right now?”

“Sleep and Remember Eric.”

“Remember.. Remember ” a second and third Spirit said.

I knew another life was about to be revealed.

It was the early 1820s, my name was Connor and at this time I was 17, living in a massive mansion with my mother, father and younger brother. We had servants and grounds keepers. A daily chef who cooked our dinners. The clothes and shoes I wore was tailored made. The carriages outside had a gold trim. My father insisted that I dress for success daily. My hair was perfectly combed, my physical shape was a product of rigorous exercise my parents insisted on. My father lived by a class system. When we walked into a room the servants were expected to look down. We did not converse with them unless it was related to their work. My mother was a beautiful woman, she had the perfect shape, the most unique clothes from different parts of the world. She never smiled though, her face was always stoic.. Part of me believed her lack of happiness was for show, to remind others of her status. Or was it the forceful role my father had her play in this elite society? My younger brother believed that it had to do with their marriage which was based on unifying two massive mogul companies into one under the legal document of marriage.

We had it all, but as I stared into the mirror every morning I couldn’t help but feel I did not belong. I felt like a stranger to my surroundings, empty inside. I felt trapped, lost, and disconnected. I lived in a cold beautiful place, stony and glamorous. The only joy in my life was my secret boyfriend Zachary. Anytime I saw him my body would shutter, my stomach would lift up, and I couldn’t help but change my deminer to gleeful exuberance.

During the last days of summer my father threw a huge house party where all the elite and rich came. I was excited the whole day because I knew Zach would be there. Zachary and I escaped to the garden during the tail end of the party and started kissing, when suddenly we realized there was a large audience watching us, snickering at us. We quickly stopped and went separate ways.

The next day came. My actions became the gossip of the town. At dinner the tone of the room was a cold rage. I can clearly remember tasting one spoonful of potato soup that was somewhat cold. When my father took his soup and threw at me from across the table. The soup struck my face and in that brief moment I was relieved it was luke warm.

“Get out! Get out of my house, your nothing but filth!” he screamed. I had embarrassed him, we were the talk of the town. The great titan and his gay son.

“I am sorry. Sorry” I started to cry and mermered

“Get out!” he screamed again.

I looked over to my mom waiting for her to save me, waiting for her to say anything, anything at all.

“Mom?” I waited as tears streamed down my face.

She looked at me with a straight face and said “Leave”

I started to walk upstairs to get my stuff when my father raced towards me, grabbed me by my collar and pulled me towards the door.

“You will take nothing! I gave you that, and this filth in front of me will have none of my ownings.”

And like that it was all over. I tried several times to come back home but to no avail. I tried to find sanctuary at the church but was denied. I tried to talk with Zachary but he hid from my multiple approaches. I tried to live off the land but I was too incompetent for that. The irony is everyone knew, they knew who I was. To my parents it wasn’t about a Christian teaching but an embarrassment to their perfect powerful image, that I had shattered in one small blow. Our town was in the outskirts of Chicago, I decided to try my chances there. it would not last though. I would die from Consumption before I turned 19. No one would save me, no one cared.

It takes a bit of time to remember who you really are after you die. To remember all those lives. As I passed I could only remember my life as Connor. The minister at the church made my fate clear. My afterlife had only one fate and I believed it. After dying I found myself oddly standing on a new bridge on the outskirts of Chicago waiting nervously for the devil to show up. Instead I was greeted by a group of Spirits. who introduced themselves at the other end of of the Bridge walking towards me. Macabe, Marcus, Deedra, Darcy, Micah, and Michael.

“Are you demons.. are you the Devil?” I pointed to Macabe who I noticed was clearly their leader.

“He’s calling you Loull” Marcus chuckled before getting a scowl from Macabe.

Macabe extended his hand out and said “Remember me… take it.. so you can remember”

I reluctantly took his hand. Thinking it was a trick. Suddenly a tsunami of memories came through, I remembered the thousands upon thousands of years Macabe spent at my side as my teacher, my protector, my guide, and most of all my true father. I remembered him saving me from prudetion. I remembered him toasting the marriage to my spiritual wife. But most of all I remembered the countless lives that he helped guide.

“Macabe… father?..” I immediately begin to wail and scream.

“They left me. They just discarded me like I was nothing”

Macabe quickly wrapped his hands around me.

“Your safe now. Your with your family and we will never let you go.”

Immediately the rest of them circled me, hugging me and brushing my head. “We are here brother. We are here with you brother. Always”

I fell to my knees and just cried and wailed so loud. But now I was relieved, I poured out my pain, I felt safe, love was back in my existence.

Which brings me back to Eric Leigh-Pink, here and now. I am now licensed to take care of foster children. I live a simple life, of taking care of so many children that have been discarded, abandoned, and abused.. Our small condo is a happy place decorated with Mickey Mouse décor. Our family brings in these small strangers who start off so scared, and we start our introduction by telling them, here you are safe, here you are loved, and as long as you are under our roof, life will be happy. All of this while the toys continue to litter our house. All while I gleefully converse with the local gardeners daily. We might be scrapping by at times but life is good. Now I find myself planning to adopt two wonderful brothers, who are seven and eight.

Our multiple previous lives cross each other to finish an incomplete story. I truly believe that the Universe, God, and Karma itself tapped me, set a stage, and offered me an opportunity to bring purpose to a situation that had none. In that moment where my Chicago life magically fell apart for a second time, two completely different eras. I was given an unforeseen opportunity to represent the sanctuary I never had. There are so many truths here, but if I leave you with one message here it is; So many horrors happen in our lives that have no meaning or rhyme. So you give it meaning. You give it purpose and mold it yours. You bless the world with your actions while sending a clear message to the darkness, a warning of redemption that you will not be crossed without the shadows in the dark seeing the full weight of ones wrath. Let that wrath be a thousand times greater than the the cold cruel darkness.

The next time life whisks away all that you know, consider the possibility that it is a blessing from the heavens. That a stage is being set for you to give meaning to that which had none. God is tapping you on the shoulder, and with his stage in hand asking you softly “What are you going to do with this?” My advice! Go all the way with playing on his stage. Let them see the full weight of your convictions. That is the Karma I know.

Eric

Sorry for my absence for the past few days. I did a number on my leg with a fall and recovery is taking a long time. On top of that my stomach and intestines reared it’s ugly head back into the scene. So I am a bit down , but will be back very soon.
We have a hold on any new email readings. I will need time to catch up. All other readings will be scheduled accordingly. Phone readings will continue as normal.

World Predictions 2-1-20

EARTHQUAKE presented bold and big. “It’s huge!”


I had a visual of an island nation, then it shifted to say “Again another quake”

I had a vision that started with me staring at a wall. I remember being on an island nation, feeling the ocean breeze, the smell of barbecue, dirt roads.. Then on the same wall was a horrible stain. Then it shifted and their were so many bodies lying on the ground, so much death. It was a bit startling I had not seen such horror since I started this work. “7”

This sounds like the Caribbean island earthquake returns. The number 7 could be around the 7th (6th-8th) or literally one day.
What is confusing is are these completely different messages or one large continual message?
Parts of the island did look Jamaican.

In 5 your under attack.
This message was given on the 29th – 30th so if it is a countdown it could be a message for the 2nd-4th.

I had a visual of a race on a track, then a second race. In the background was orange and brown colors (perhaps black). The racer had not only won but beat all other previous scores. It was historic.

Most Accurate Predictions

Here is the most recent accurate predictions. I am asking you my fans to share this with those around you. Share it on Facebook, Twitter, start a thread on ATS or other media outlet, share it with your local media in all regions of the world, but most of all share it with your friends and family. Help me expand our reach. The more aware we are the more prepared we can be to end these tragedies and I am dead set on making that a reality.

Coronavirus

WORLD PREDICTIONS 10-6-19 I had a visual of China, in the eastern coastal region semi close to Taiwan, that was marked. On the map was the number 2

“An epidemic is coming that will move with such fury.” Then it shifted to show people in tents coughing.

I had a visual of a map showing an area between France and Spain in the more northern region. Then the area turned red, the red are grew outward, getting larger and larger.

WORLD PREDICTIONS 11-19-19 “The two walls.” I had a visual of these massive metal doors/gates shutting.

Ukraine Plane Shot Down

Predictions 3-28-16  “World wide panic.. airplane attack.. bombings.. 1 and then 2”

PREDICTIONS: 7-23-18 I had a visual of a plane crash. The inside of the plane was hollowed out. The debris was everywhere. Then it shifted to show a visual of the old plane crash the one in Ukraine. Malaysia Airlines Flight 17. Spirit is comparing a new plane crash with the Malaysia plane crash, either the plane crash coming is attacked or shot down, or perhaps it has ties to Russia? Or Malaysia? In minutes

WORLD PREDICTIONS 1-6-20 I had a visual of either a horrible earthquake or building collapse. In the visual an old building collapsed crushing everything around it.

Puerto RIco Earthquake on the 6th

WORLD PREDICTION 9-24-19 – EARTHQUAKE I had a visual of an earthquake striking an Island. “Earthquake.. Earthquake.. Now.. you only have minutes (days) left.” 629 or are they saying 6 to 9


Louisiana Tornado and Southern Storms 1-12

WORLD PREDICTIONS 11-30-19  I had a visual of what looked like a tornado moving closer to a set of homes. It could be one very centralized storm. 
I had a visual of an area beginning to flood rapidly. 

“South.. South bend.. in South”  They clearly said Louisiana. Then shifted to say the “South”, which I am assuming means the gulf region.
. 9.. 12

Australia Fires

World Predictions 9-7-19 I had a visual I was walking up a set of short stone stairs outside to see an entire community of homes burned down, everything brought to ash. The trees in the background seemed like black thin sticks of the trees they use to be. Then I heard a voice say “Again!”

Predictions 2-25-17 I had a visual of a scorched earth. There were still flames and smoke all around the land mass. Clearly it was a massive fire because everything in eyesight was burned down. Then I was up in the sky looking down at a land mass, Australia.

Predictions 2-28-18 I had a visual of two stove burners turning red. A symbolic message that is reminding me of a fire (burn). Spirit is now warning us that this prediction is about to happen: I had a visual of a large fire symbol, and then a second one soon afterwards. Where Spirit? “In the bush country” (That sounds like Australia)

Trump

PREDICTIONS 3-7-18 No evidence of direct collusion with Donald Trump.. vindication!  . But then the scandal is unearthed and this time it will not pass.

Through the lense of multiple shady deals; What’s in it for me, what can you offer me. It will cripple his leadership.

Take a look at the older predictions that were very accurate: Click on the page at the top that reads “The Most Accurate Predictions”

https://worldwidepredictions.com/major-events-predicted-in-2013/

World Predictions 1-21-20

Taal

I had a visual of a fire place that had a small fire. Then I had another visual of the same fireplace but the fire was mounting in different directions, from different parts of the wood. Flames in multiple locations.
My impression was that we go from having a lull to an eruption that spirals into different areas. Perhaps tied to the fissures.

I had a visual of individuals of people dressed in contamination suits, they were fighting (or starting) a large fire. Others were containing it with a white spray.

This very old prediction looks like it is starting:

Notes on 5-18-13
It’s starting.. Vietnam is closed.. walls and barriers..
I had a visual of a small bathroom with two doors next to each other on the right. The doors closed. Right of Vietnam is China, my guess is that Vietnam closes its borders to China. The bathroom could be a symbolic message of the reason, perhaps an epidemic.

They also brought up California and an earthquake.

I need to check the details.

Louisiana Storm Damage

Stay safe Louisiana. This is the second time the south was hit with storms, the dates fit this event.

WORLD PREDICTIONS 11-30-19  I had a visual of what looked like a tornado moving closer to a set of homes. It could be one very centralized storm. 

I had a visual of an area beginning to flood rapidly. 

“South.. South bend.. in South” 

They clearly said Louisiana. Then shifted to say the “South”, which I am assuming means the gulf region.

9.. 12