[B] wanted me to write first thing so I won't forget any details of my
meditation last night... He read the letter to you in which I described my
dreams about Ireland... He told me to meditate on this and ask lots of
questions... Here is what came out...
My name is Bridget Murphy... I am 28 years old, married to Sean Murphy...
He is 33 years old... We have 6 children, 3 sons whose names are Patrick
John (7), Michael Seamus (5), Thomas Donovan (3)... We have 3 daughters
whose names are Mary Francis(8) , Catherine Elizabeth (6), Britta Maria
(2)... We live just outside of Dublin, in Northern Ireland... We raise
cows and sheep... Our house is very modest, my husband built this as a
wedding present for me... We have a large kitchen are with a large
hearth... I am busy trying to get our daily bread made and get our supper
started as Sean and the children will be in to eat soon... They have been
out herding up all the animals as it is almost dusk.. We had our six
children in 7 years... We lost 2 in between a boy and a girl... We raise
cows and sheep... I use the wool from the sheep, to make yarns and rugs...
Sean has built me a rug loom of sorts to make these rugs which I take into
town to Market every Saturday... Sean is tall almost 6 ft... He has bright
blue eyes, black hair and is built with lots of muscles... I am about 5' 8"
tall, thin as a rail with red hair and blue eyes... I am again pregnant our
7th child... I am not feeling as good with this one as I did with all the
others... I am thinking maybe we have had too many in such a short span of
time... Sean just can't seem to get enough of me nor I of him... I guess
we should know better by now with as many children as we have had but we
love each and every one of them... The children are big helpers around the
house to me, especially the girls, all except for Britta, the baby... This
is all I remember as of now... As I think about it today, more will come to
me...
P.S.
Maybe we knew each other back then... This would have been in the 1870's
area of time... Then again I lived in Northern Ireland and you all lived in
Southern Ireland...
***
Just read you note... A few more things to add... I, Bridget have very
long flowing natural curly red hair... wild and uncontrolable... I wear it
tied in the back with a ribbon... I have on a pink flowered long dress,
faded by so many washings... I have a long cream colored apron that my
children love to hang on to... I have been told I am quite attractive but I
feel very plain compared to my children and husband... 2 of my children
have wheat blonde colored hair, 2 have reddish brown hair 1 has black hair
and 1 has red hair... They all have very full faces, with fat red tinged
cheeks... My husband has a thick full beard and a mustache... His black
hair is very thick and wavy... He is fair complected, has tons of freckles.
Tans very easily... I am fair skinned also, with lots of freckles all over
my body... Time to go feed Britta as she is still at my breast... What a
wonderful feeling to have her suckling on my breast while another life is
inside of me... Makes me feel so whole... also, we have several oval shaped
haystacks around our land... lots of 3 to 4 ft stone fences that I helped
Sean put up... Felt so good to work side by side with him in our early
marriage as it does now... We both love to sing... He has a deep rich
baratone voice, mine is more of a soprano... We love the old Irish ballads
and sing in harmony quite a lot... Sean is also the master storyteller...
The kids' hang on to his every words... Some of these stories are very
scary... leaves the children just wanting for more...
***
I am laying on my back and [B] is asking me questions... I tell him
that Mary Francis has a good head for figures... I am busy getting our
bread ready for the hearth oven... I have been churning butter all day with
the help of some little hands... This is very hard work... We love to have
hot bread with fresh churned butter... U'mmmmmmm... We are able to make our
own butter from the milk our cows give... Sometimes we take the butter to
market and barter for other foods and good we may ha've a need for... The
wee barins love to go to market... We all pile in the wagon, tis a tight
squeese, the children start to hum an Irish favorite, then Sean and I join
in... We have taught the barins to sing in three part harmony... We are off
to market to barter some rugs and butter for other things... This is how I
get my bolts of cloth to make all of our clothes... We are wearing capes of
some kind as it has turned cold... We live close to the Irish Sea... We
kive music as Sean plays the fiddle and a harmonica... He can also read and
write... I met him at a dance when I was 16 years old... We did not get
married until I was 20 as me father thought I was a wee bit too young for
the laddie... Our first barin was born when I was almost 21 years of age.
We moved close to Sean's family... His brothers helped to build our fine
home and our stone walls... Sean built all our furniture... Britta loves to
sit in the wooden high chair that all the barins have used... Sean made
this too... She is still at my breast... I am in no hurry to wean her as
she seems to need this milk... Our house has a very large room that held
the kitchen, hearth and living room area... We have windows that have
wooden shutters that close to keep the cold air out... We have large
windowsills on which we can put pies to cool... We also have window flower
boxes and we buy seedlings at the market which we then plant in the boxes...
Lots of different colors of flowers... We also have three bedrooms, one for
me and Sean and Britta, one for the boys and one for the girls... I do have
two friends who live close by, one named Maureen, and one named Fionna...
Fionna had 4 children and Maureen had 3 children... They are worried about
me because I seem to be having a hard time with this baby... I am much
bigger with this baby than any other time... This barin is due in less than
3 weeks time... getting closer and closer... All our children have been
born at home... Mrs McLeary, the local midwife does the assisting... Sean is
there to help cut the cords... Sean has friends also but mainly goes with
his brothers... We raise cows, sheep, potatoes, onions, carrots and
beans... We also take some of the potatoes and butter to market for to
barter with.. Sean also makes his own ale... We barter for yeast and buy
our flour from a nearby Mill... My children all have fat round faces with
red rosy tinged cheeks... very cherubic... Elizabeth Catherine seems to be
the independent one... She loves to take things away from the other
children... Yet at other times she could be very sweet and loving... All
the children, especially the girls can really butter up to Sean... He is a
push over for sweet young girls he just melts... He dearly loves his
children... Hardly ever raises his voice to them... they know by the tone of
his words that he means business... This is all I can remember for now...
Time to go to sleep... Sean and I had a good relaxing time as he rubbed my
back and massaged my feet... makes me relax and feel better as the time
nears for our next wee one to be born...
Love, Bridget
***
I don't know if you had a chance to read the "Bridget Speaks" note... It
happened about 1:30 a.m.... When I went to bed at 12:00 p.m. I lay down
and looked over at [B]... He was starting to "glow" again... This time the
color was "bright yellow" then it turned to "reddish orange"... This "glow"
surrounded [B]'s his whole body including you know what, the glow was about
2 inches out all around... He felt a little warm... We had a nice c...
together, both at the same time... Then we went back to bed... As I was
laying there [B] started to ask me some questions... I could hear myself
answering but it was not me speaking all the time... I went back and forth
between being [P] and being Bridget... I told him about being married in a
small Catholic church with a large wedding with many relatives... These
celebrations go on for four days... We are having such fun... Also that we
did not have a lot of money so we had to barter for a lot of things... I
would make rugs on a loom that Sean had built for me... There were also
lots of flowers planted along the stone walls... The children did not like
it when we had to take some of the lambs to market... They would become very
attached to them... I am sure we had a dog and some cats... I will ask more
about this tonight... It really helped having [B] ask the questions... He
said I was very comfortable going back and forth between [P] and Bridget...
I know I was really tired afterwards and hungry... So we each had a peach,
water and a "star crunch" bar... Weird, huh!!
Later, Eilish!
***
I did some more meditating last night as [B] was not interested in
returning my favors to him... He said he was "Sleepy"... Ho hum!! This has
been a nightly ritual for several weeks now and when there is a break in the
routine it feels strange... Guess we all need to stop and SMELL something
different for a change...
About the meditation... The year is 1841 instead of 1870... Bridget's
maiden name is O'Mallay or O'Malley... Her married name is Murphey or
Murphay... She is getting closer to when the baby is to be born and is
finding it more and more difficult to keep up with all the household duties
of a wife and mother... yet she keeps doing what she can... The wee ones
are trying to help their "Ma" as much as they can yet they are so young...
Bridget is sitting down cutting on some material to make another dress for
each of the girls... Oh, how they love to wear the clothes their Ma makes
for them... Sean has been teaching the boys how to play the fiddle and the
harmonica... they blow and blow but nothing comes out... We are all
laughing as they are trying so hard... Have to grow a wee bit afore they
can master this instrument... It is time for "Apple Cobbler" with our own
cream... Sean and the wee ones really go after this... I am feeling to
full as things don't set well in my condition... Now its time to get the
wee ones off to bed ifin we want some time to ourselves... Sean is so
loving as he puts his hands on my tummy and lightly massages it in a
circular motion... Now he is doing the same circular massage to my lower
back... Feels so wonderful... Britta is not quite a sleep yet... She is
wanting more of my breast... Sean puts her in bed with us and while he is
using his hands on me Britta is sucklin at my breast... very nice warm
feelings are flowing thru my body... I have asked if [D] is in this
period of time and am told "No"... Then I asked if any of the children are
in my present life and am still waiting for an answer... I have also asked
if either you or [B] are there too... [B] thinks we may be related
somehow... cousins, maybe... No information on this yet...
***
I did get a little more bits and pieces to Bridget and Sean's continuing
saga... Bridgets' time is very near, Maureen and Fionna are with her now
Sean has gone for Mrs. McLeary, the midwife... The barins' know something
is up and are staying out of the way... Fionna has the boys outside picking
flowers gathering eggs and checking on the sheep and cows... Maureen is
sitting with Bridget, calmin her down and helping her as the pains increase.
They are worried that Sean and Mrs. McLeary will not make it in time...
Maureen has gone to get some water ready and sheets ready just in case...
Mary Francis and Elizabeth Catherine are at their mother's side... Mary
Frances takes Britta out of the room as she is starting to get fussy... They
are trying to give her some cow's milk... She is protesting as she wants
her mother's breast milk instead... Now she is starting to drink the cow's
milk... Poor Britta, she does not understand what all the excitement is all
about... Soon she will have a new brother or sister... Maureen is concerned
about Bridget and her coloring... she is quite pale and is in a lot of
pain... Soon, very soon it will be all over...
***
I was just relaxing as [B] and Jasper went out on thier walk...
Suddenly I was at Bridget's and Sean's again... Sean and Mrs. McLeary were
there and I knew there would be a birthin soon... I am standing back about
6 feet as an observer... They say the head is a crownin and I am as excited
as they are... Here comes the baby, it is very large, I suspect about 9 -
10 lbs and a boy... They have named him William Daniel... he has a thatch
of black hair and blue eyes... now they are awaiting the after birth...
Suddenly Mrs. McLeary calls for Sean to come and see... Here comes another
baby and this one is a girl... They have named her Rose Clarisha... she has
a tuft of reddish brown hair and big blue eyes... she is a wee bit of tiny
thing, only about 5 lbs, so very petite... No wonder Bridget was feeling so
tired... what with two barins inside at the same time... Mrs. McLeary has
told both Sean and Bridget that these births were very hard on her and that
something was torn in getting Rose out... there will be no more babies...
This made both a little sad but they are grateful to have these last two
babies, so healthy and crying for their Ma's breast... What a happy and
joyous occasion at the Murphey home... Everyone is crying and laughing... I
almost feel as though I have given birth all over again... I have asked my
"helpers" if this baby boy is either [B] or [D] and they said "No, neither
one... I have found out that Eilish is a very distant cousin from my
mothers side of the family... No names to tie it in with yet... I'm still
working on it, though... WHEEW!!! I am so tired, so relaxed and so happy
to have seen this past life experience unfold...
***
[B] wants me to ask in my meditation whether Laurie and Bridget are
related and if Laurie and Eilish are related... I will meditate on the
name "HALE" and see what happens... After the last session this morning
only bits and pieces are coming thru... that's okay as I was really
tired from the birthing session... NEAT... I did have one
clairfication... the baby girl's name is Rose Colleen not Rose
Clarisha... I don't quite know how I got Clarisha, but was told later
it was Colleen... Just imagine I had 10 children in 10 years... losing
two... No wonder I wanted a small family this time around... I am
going to ask in meditation how it was that Briget coped with all these
wee little ones around... They must have really loved children... I
know that they were Catholic and they did not believe in birth
control... Sure were fertile... now, none of that rubbed off on me...
***
As I was relaxing..., I drifted off for a few
minutes... I tried to ask questions about last night but all that came back
was another new revelation in the Bridget, Eilish, Sean and William
connection... Seems that Bridget's Mother's maiden name was Tracey...
William Tracey is my uncle... I am not sure on the spelling of the last
name... I asked how could this be because I was told before that Eilish and
Bridget were distant cousins... I was told that I had been given the wrong
information... It seems that William and I are related and you, Eilish, are
related to Bridget by marriage... I then asked about Bridget Mom and what
her name is... No answer yet... It is so frustrating as they can answer
just so many questions, then they go away... Does this happen to you too,
***
... I slipped back into Bridget and I kept asking Uncle
Willy to suck my p.... and I promised I wouldn't say anything to Momma or
PaPa... they would think this was wrong... I really enjoyed Uncle Willy's
visits as he always made special time for me... We would go to the hayloft
or else out in the glen area where there was a small alcove... He first
took me to the hayloft when I was 12 years old... He asked me what was
making my dress stick out and I said my new found tit's... He asked if he
could see them and I took my blouse off... Then he asked if he could touch
them and suck on them... I let him and it made me feel all tingly all
over... I told him I was getting wet and he asked me where and I pointed to
my p.... area... He asked if he could lick it up and I said yes... He lifted
my skirts up and proceeded to suck and lick my p.... I cum again... Then
he asked me if I would like to see his special tool that can make babies...
I said yes as I was very curious about a man's special tool... He
unbuttoned his pants and took out his man thing... He asked me to stroke it
and then said I could lick and kiss it if I wanted to... as I did this his
man thing grew very long and very hard... I was worried that I had done
something wrong... He then asked if he could put it into my wet area and I
said yes... You see I really loved my Uncle Willy and he could do no wrong...
He put his c... in my p.... and kept pushing in and out and faster and
faster... I told him I was getting ready to explode again and he said he was
too... Then afterwards we lay together all snuggled up and kissed and
hugged... Every time Uncle Willy and Aunt Eilish came to visit he and I
would go off somewhere... Momma explained that I just needed to talk to
someone older after all he was my Uncle Willy and I was closer to him than
anyone else... Aunt Eilish never seem to notice we were gone... maybe she
did but just looked the other way... She was always busy visiting with my
Momma and the rest of Uncle Willy's family...
Now we have the connection of Uncle Willy and Bridget actually f...ing and
making love... this means that they visited Bridgets family quite often...
This was before Bridget met Sean... This thing with Uncle Willy stopped as
soon as Bridget and Sean got married... She was too busy having babies and
keeping her husband satisfied and taking care of her family... Bridget and
Uncle Willy remained close just not sexually close anymore...
***
I did some meditating while going to sleep last night... I was feeling
very good last night and decided to try... I did see a long white house
with many windows on each side... Lots of Quaker houses resemble barns, at
least the ones I have seen in pictures... There were two chimneys, one on
each end of the house... I asked about Jacob, Sarah and Emma... Jacob is
married to Sarah and Emma is Sarah's younger sister who has come to live
with them for awhile... [P]/Sarah is about 38 and [C]/Emma is about 22...
[B]/Jacob is about 44... They all get along really well... are very happy
and content... I asked about children that Sarah and Jacob might have...
they have 4 boys and 1 girl and another baby on the way... Sarah has just
found out she is pregnant again... Sarah and Jacob lost their first baby,
another girl... I am told she was just too small to survive... they do not
believe in hospitals or such, so there was no help available when the baby
girl was born this was very hard on Sarah and Jacob... I did not get the
ages on these children as of yet... will work on this more... I get the
feeling that the boys are older, maybe 10 12 14... The little girl is about
6... she has long golden yellow hair and very very blue eyes... startling
when you look at them... That is all so far... Oh, one more thing, I asked
if Emma and Jacob were sexually active and I was said "no, not at this time"
what this means is they may be later on... Will keep persuing this...
***
I did have a little more information about Sarah, Jacob and Emma... Emma
did stay with Sarah and Jacob and she and Jacob were starting to feel loving
towards one another... Suddenly Sarah and Emma's father comes to visit and
then he takes Emma home with him... I did not get the reason why, but have
understood there was another man picked out to be her husband... She did
not seem to resist at all... Jacob did look a little sad and I know that
Sarah sensed this too... Sarah and Jacob did have another little girl, whom
they named "Emily"... OMG... Their other little girl was named "Rachel",
the boys were named Benjamin, Jebodiah, Caleb...
***
riding me... finally we both started to settle down... While [B] went to
get us some coffee, I laid back on the bed and closed my eyes... Almost
immediatly I realized I was not alone... Jacob and Sarah were there... we
were in their bedroom... very sparse... large bed that Jacob had made for
them... king size like... I have now become Sarah again... Jacob has
requested I not put on my nightgown yet... he wants to just look at me in
the buff... in the candelight he loves to look at my full breasts, my
swollen p.... as it is becoming very wet... I have lots of p.... hair...
Jacob has taken all his clothes off... I see his manhood just thrusting
forward... I am all tingly all over with the anticipation of what he is
going to do to me... He asks me to lie down on the bed and he lies beside
me... He is gently massaging my breasts, gently licking first one and then
the other... pulling ever so gently on the nipples... little pleasureable
sensations are shooting thru out my whole body... it is so intense, I can
hardly stand it... Then he sucks on my belly button area... He starts to
finger f... me while sucking on my breasts... I am so wet that he can put 4
fingers inside my p.... it is large because of the 3 children I've had so
far... Now he is ready for me to sit on top of his c... He is lying on
his back and I sit astride his swollen manhood... I raise myself up and
down and up and down slowly at first then I start to pick up speed... He is
asking me, "Does this give thee pleasure, my Sarah"... I answer back, "I am
giving some of my pleasure to thee, Jacob"... Finally we are both starting
to cum... we ride the wave of pleasure together and cum at the same time...
afterwards, Jacob is lying beside me again and gently sucking on my breasts
as there is milk coming from them... He just loves to lick up my milk... a
nice ending to an enjoyable love session...