Roads within Damnations

Damnations are the emotional barriers formed, preventing you from fulfilling a purpose forged with potential. The gateway closes or is blocked and the potential becomes limited or lost, when you were meant to positively help nations. The positive ripple of change spans the world by design, and if you are willing to face and walk the roads within damnations you will find the way through to generational or past life freedom. The power of forgiveness is held within the Law of Forgiveness.

The lord asked us to write our desires upon our hearts. This potential is held, along with free will choice, to accept the directional timing for any forging opportunity worthy of knowing and exploring. These roads within damnations are lessons for many as they are historical accounts.

These are the voices of the lost wanting to be heard.

These are the voices of ancestors wanting to be heard, so you can break free of damnation limiting life for you.

While not all accounts may be exact in nature, the lessons are knowledge worthy of knowing.

Not all history is written, and some are holding damnations from hell for not knowing the historical connections held within generational or past life events. The tethers twisting up anyone can be felt through unrealized emotional swings, and other negative events felt and realized if the person chooses to act or react. Avoidance is a reaction.

The screams and pain felt from being euthanized as a Jew haunt many whom in starvation ate others, some of which died experiencing this. The person was barely alive, and they’d check for breathing. The faintness of such wasn’t recognized and they thought this was their only way to survive. They thought murder was their only way to stay alive long enough to hang onto hope. For some it was family or friends, and they discovered the person alive too late. Guilt and blame for themselves has haunted them, along with the anger and hate felt, for being abducted from their life.
A 25 year old woman, was married and had six children when the family had extended family show up homeless after a community burned to the ground. Some of these family members experienced trauma watching their children and parents be burned alive before their very eyes. She tried everything to keep her family together in love. She tried to feed and care for the broken, as she watched her dreams for her family break apart bit by bit. Her children took on the burdens before they grew up and their purpose in life drowned within these responsibilities also. The fear of fire being used to even warm themselves at night or during the colder seasons haunted and generated an anxiety wave for all within the tiny home. One cold winter night after many battles surrounding the use of fire for warmth, the husband of this woman chose to give in and not start the fire. Temperatures dropped to dangerous levels and all but one froze in the night. A child just 13 years old had been cold and went to sleep in the barn with the animals. While some died also, he survived allowing the herd to surround him to keep him alive and them also. He woke early to do chores, and found his family dead. The distance between him and others was great. After time, an angel convinced him to walk the 38 miles in winter weather to get help. He took the herd and made it that far, finding help, but the haunting of death for his family carried within him, unforgiven.
- Three lifetimes later this same young man still holding the death of long ago within him, would resist chores around fire needs, and have disturbing nightmares about winter that woke the family in that life. This began before school age, and the punishments that turned into beatings began before the age of 7 years old. He died at the hands of his father at 12 years old.
The father of this life became a priest and bishop within another, and during this time he began being haunted by this past life, when he was being asked to care for students within a catholic school. The beatings for discipline were a reaction to the other life, and many children didn’t know why the beatings were done at all. It was the rage deepened in a root misunderstood as reactions to children wanting to be children. There was a murder and when he discovered another murder held within him, the guilt for not understanding the journey to help and heal both, he killed himself.
This child murdered was adopted just days before, and while the priest sat with him to warn him about the proper respect needed for life going forward, his 12 year old excitement wanted to go out and play with his friends instead. The distraction and the lessons not listened to, enraged the priest. The forceful struggle to receive a beating had the child hit is head on the corner of the desk killing him.
- Over the next seven lifetimes, the beatings became inherent in growing up. However, one foster family experience broke him when both the foster mother and father molested and raped him repeatedly over 6 years. When he finally was able to leave that home, his rage and haunted energy from many lives as well as generational energy, fed a taste for blood. The blood God wanted him to know was the value and worth He knew is within himself and any others. Instead the trauma of what became drove him to murder and rape many.
- Hate for murderers and rapists can be a pattern if you are determined to not fall into a pattern from a previous life, noticing it and breaking free of the hate is true freedom.

Mocking from family and friends haunted one trying to figure out an invention meant to change the farming industry more than 3000 years ago. What distorted the clarity of knowing the angle of a cut and the movement required to complete the design, was a combination of life events and a generational energy where he had a past life within this lineage also. The family lineage held patterns of doubt and confusion surrounding feverous moments during illnesses haunting them within past lives needing to heal within them. This doubt and patterns within the family deflecting doubt in various ways, limited the clarity of what was held within a purpose in life.
Many were killed in battles and the fires that tore through Rome. The hauntings of such may sit within the energy from past lives. For some the handmade artifacts and art personally designed for a home were destroyed during battles. During that period if the regime felt you needed to pay a “tax” for wrong doing they would send people in to pillage the home for payment. Art and sculptures were taken and placed in the hands of rulers and dignitaries. The loss of abundance in that life, if the person has a calling to visit an area similar to what may been in a life lived, but is denied this chance it can generate a hate or depression within them.
It was fall and the move towards the winter encampment was imminent. There was a young woman who had caught the eye of two men of opposite family lineages. The bloodlines collided in more ways than desired for the peacefulness of this community gathering. The medicine woman was the mother of the young woman and tried to honor the blessing of support for one over the other. In the night her daughter was abducted from the tent, the chosen and other family hunted to find the missing. As they broke through the forest edge they came to a clearing finding both the rejected suitor and their missing child. The anger and rage threatened the life of her child, and in a moment of haste she stepped between the chosen love and the one holding her daughter hostage. She was killed by both men as her husband pulled their daughter to safety. In those moments she was facing the chosen love for her daughter, trying to calm him and reason with him. He lunged for the other man, just as the knife plunged her back, killing her. The chosen love committed his love for the daughter and they lived a happy life, but the haunting murder of the medicine woman burdened him with guilt. An unforgiven guilt of such, can make it difficult to forgive oneself for anything.