Through the Veil: One Woman's Journey as a Sensitive

By Rhonda Leigh

When author Rhonda Leigh was just six years old, she experienced a medicine dream-a gift of significant knowledge. At the time, she didn't understand the true meaning, but it gave her a glimpse of her life's work. In Through the Veil, Leigh shares her experiences of being a sensitive and how it has affected her life. Her mission centers around inner soul work, which is the healing of the mental, emotional, physical, and cellular levels of one's body for the growth of one's soul.

Through prophetic visions, medicine dreams, intuition, and soul visitations, each chapter is filled with mysticism, meaning, and purpose. Through the Veil:
Provides an informative discussion of spiritual and out-of-body experiences Explores the fears and prejudices a sensitive experiences Relates stories of paranormal occurrences Discusses Leigh's work with people who are dying or suffering from disease Imparts deeper meaning and more clarity to the understanding of a sensitive's life Supports the journey of those who have had mystical experiences

Through the Veil encourages us to seek the truth in every situation and gain insight from these lessons and hardships to not only attain growth, but help others through teaching and healing.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Dec 2, 2008
• ISBN: 9780595612475

Rhonda Leigh

Rhonda Leigh was born a sensitive and has had spiritual experiences and soul visitations throughout her life. At the age of six, she was given a glimpse of the type of healing work that she would be doing in this lifetime. Rhonda Leigh lives in southern Oregon with her husband Robert.

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Contents

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

PREFACE

INTRODUCTION

KNOWING

THE BABY BLUE CROSS

SCOTT’S FATE WITH THE THUNDEROUS BOOM

THE POWER OF POINT HOLDING

THE EMOTIONAL TONE SCALE

ONE SOUL’S CRY

IMPS

ENTITIES

RESPONSIBILITY

9-11

THE SOPHIA HOUSE

OTHER PEOPLE’S REACTIONS

COMPLEMENTING VERSUS COMPETITION

NEGATIVITY, DUALITY & HIGHER CONSCIOUSNESS

HEALING THE TRAUMA OF RAPE THROUGH POINT HOLDING

THE LOSS OF A LOVED-ONE

AIDING ONE’S TRANSITION

SOUL VISITS

SPIRIT’S PROTECTIVE GUIDANCE

FACING ILLNESS AND ITS DEEPER MEANING

DECEPTION

FINAL THOUGHTS

GLOSSARY

REFERENCE NOTES

RESOURCES

A special dedication to the Heavens above,

in honor of my great-grandmother, Emma.

"The longest journey that you will ever go on…

is the journey between your head and your heart.

Not only is it the longest, but it is also the most difficult."

By, Tom Kahusi

Based on an insightful Persian saying.

For the purpose of this book, the word "empath" means: someone who feels or senses within their own physical body or energetic field, the emotions, feelings, or pain of another. Please refer to the glossary for more information.

The capitalization of certain words being used is to emphasize the deep meaning of that particular word, and to express the feeling within that word.

Acknowledgments

Acknowledgments 

I would like to acknowledge and express my love and gratitude to the following:

To the Great Spirit — God above, I am forever grateful for your Presence, Guidance, Love, and Light, in all areas of my life. From conception to completion of this book, the Divine One, my soul-family, and many of the spirits of those who appear in this book have graced my life with their assistance and presence. I thank you all.

To my father, whose unfaltering support, total love, and sincerity are special blessings in my life. I honor you as a father, a friend, and a soul of Divine Light. I thank you for your countless hours of proofreading and your encouragement for me to seek uncharted waters. To my mother, I thank you for the presence of your special spirit in my life that represents beauty, love, spiritual awareness, and a spiritual connection that exceeds the relationship of mother and daughter. I want to thank both of my parents for consciously choosing to commit themselves to the path of personal and spiritual growth — the path that represents true transformation. Also, I am very grateful for your permission to share very personal parts of your lives with others. Thank you both, for being my parents.

To my beloved Robert, I thank you for wanting to walk hand-in-hand in a sacred union of spiritual partnership. I am so grateful for your love, support, understanding, and gentle spirit in my life. Within your presence and within your arms, I find a haven for my soul.

To Juno Dawson, I thank you for your gift of editing that is evident on every page. Through your knowledge, grace, love, and friendship, the completion of this book has your heartfelt fingerprints all over it.

To Rose Hoppe, I thank you for your encouragement, support, and editing during the initial conception of this book. While I was writing some of the more intense chapters, it was your friendship and nurturing heart that provided sustenance, emotional comfort, and strength. Thank you.

I would also like to thank those who helped to proof-read and to share their true feelings about each chapter that they read: Carol Lee Rogers, Mary Bishop, Lily Baty, Tom Kahusi, my mother Dawn, and my father Bob.

To Douglas Morrison, I thank you for your permission to use your detailed explanation of the Emotional Tone Scale, and for reviewing the contents of the chapter. Thank you for your teachings and your gifts of healing. I would also like to thank North Atlantic Books for their permission as well.

To Fred Jenning Rogers, I thank you for your friendship and support. The presence of your sweet and gentle spirit in my life touches my heart deeply. I also thank you for sharing your knowledge and experience about self-publishing.

I would also like to thank those individuals who have given their consent to share their personal experiences or those of their loved-ones. By sharing your experiences, you will have touched the heart and life of others.

My heartfelt gratitude goes out to all others who have been a part of my life — during both times of joy as well as difficulties. My own personal growth has been enhanced, and the lessons learned through your presence have brought cleansing, renewal, and transformation to my being. For this, I am deeply grateful.

Preface

Preface 

What is a sensitive?

As explained in the Riverside Webster’s II New College Dictionary, the definition of a sensitive is someone who is: 1. Capable of perceiving with a sense or senses. 2. Responsive to external conditions or stimulation. 3. Susceptible to the ideas, emotions, or circumstances of others. It is all this and more. Being a sensitive enables one to see beyond the energetic shield that so many people hide behind, both consciously and unconsciously. If used with integrity and truth, this tool or gift of being a sensitive can deeply touch a soul who is in need of healing.

A sensitive may discern a message for another through numerous means. They may feel a sensation within their body, see the energies within another’s aura, and/or hear the voice of Spirit revealing a message by auditory perception or through inner intuition. Others may experience medicine dreams, visions, and communication with spirits that have crossed over. Through this sensitivity, a heightened feeling of understanding and compassion is experienced.

A sensitive is who I am. Accepting this or any label has been for me an unfolding process. I entered this life just being me — without any labels or titles. In society, however, most people feel that they need a title in order to explain to others who they are. Some of my friends have called me a visionary, while others just call me Rhonda. There are many different facets to my being and, for myself, the word sensitive embraces all of them.

In this book, I will be sharing with you some of the experiences of my life. One of the most important messages I wish to convey is that every situation that we experience during our lifetime has a purpose. Every experience holds a lesson for us to embrace. When we open ourselves to the gift contained within each lesson, we uncover the deeper meaning of what life and its lessons have to offer — Love, Divine Love. The purpose of this process is to bring each one of us into closer union with God and to ignite the remembrance of our true Divine essence. By creating a partnership with God and calling the Divine Light into our hearts, we awaken to the messages that Spirit is proclaiming and demonstrating to us every day. When we ask to seek the truth in every situation, we will be guided by Divine Wisdom. Through this wisdom, our soul will attain tremendous growth.

If we choose to open ourselves to this learning, we can acquire great insight by means of our lessons and hardships. Through the integration of our lessons, we are able to share the gifts of our own experiences. Then, by our own example, we may serve others through teaching and healing.

Five years ago, shortly after moving to Oregon, I received two personal medicine dreams. The message in both dreams pertained to writing a book. This confused me, since I had never contemplated becoming an author. I questioned what I could write that would be of interest to others. Although I set these two dreams aside, I still retained their memory. I trusted that, in time, Spirit would reveal to me the purpose of these dreams. Within two years, through a quick vision, the message arrived. Spirit reminded me of the medicine dreams and instructed me to write a book about the events of my life. The purpose of this book would be for me to impart a deeper meaning and more clarity to people’s understanding of what is experienced in the life of a sensitive. Spirit also reminded me of the importance of doing inner soul work. I was instructed to include, in my book, examples of inner soul work from my own life.

Sharing examples from my own life would not be an easy task. I would have to relive, in detail, every experience which I would choose to share within the pages of this book. Even though I have done a lot of inner soul work in this lifetime, there were still times when I had to break through a tremendous amount of resistance. Through the process of facing that wall of resistance, shattering it, and walking beyond it, immense healing has taken place.

Within one of the medicine dreams, Spirit revealed their strong presence in helping me to write this book. I was shown the completion of the book and that it was definitely meant to be shared. Spirit also made clear what my reaction would be when this most personal information would be released to the public. A light of awareness exposed the most difficult lessons that would lie before me.

By writing this book, I am sharing my most private thoughts, beliefs, feelings, experiences, and my life’s journey, with all who are drawn to these pages. Basically, I am turning myself inside out and revealing the most tender part of my being — my soul’s essence. In order for me to be prepared to release this book, I would have to build an unshakable inner fortitude that would enable me to detach from the harsh beliefs of others. It has been a concentrated and continuous effort for me to build this strength: to observe and listen to what is being expressed by others, to accept that which is true in the expressions, and then to release that which has no significance.

Whether in times of joy or times of sorrow, the inner journey is about growth. Through growth, we bring healing to the parts within ourselves that require change. By means of our courage to change, we awaken ourselves to a higher state of consciousness. Through the process of embracing our lessons and trusting what life is offering to us, we begin to integrate the wisdom that we have attained, which is food for the growth of our soul.

Introduction

Introduction 

In part, this book was written to support the journey of those individuals who have had mystical experiences. This type of journey, which is often misunderstood or unsupported by mainstream logic, is at times a difficult path to walk. There is a tendency for others to rush to judgment if they have not personally encountered a mystical experience or if their belief structure does not support such events. Many people will often disqualify or even question the validity of someone else’s experience. Yet, for the Sensitive, these occurrences are real and can happen on a daily basis.

By sharing this information, I hope to reach others by opening their hearts and minds to the experiences that occur in the life of a Sensitive. You, the reader, will be invited to embrace different ways of thinking about Sensitives. You may even live with or be parent or friend to someone who is a Sensitive.

The events and stories that follow are written in truth. Some have great depth, while others are quite simple in meaning. All experiences are part of the soul’s journey. Clarity and illumination are the gifts Spirit offers to each individual whether their knowledge is gained through actual experience or by listening deeply with compassion to someone else’s story. The purpose of one’s journey is to attain a higher vibration of understanding, compassion, and consciousness. Through this process, all parts of the self are brought into alignment with the soul’s purpose. Each individual, in the process of becoming, draws down from above the Divine Light and Love of God. As more Light descends upon the Earth, unity and peace can become a reality.

Take the time needed to embrace what is written. Examine what you read with an open mind and a loving heart. Above all, look within your own being to see if the information rings true for you or for someone you love.

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This is not a fictional book. The names in some of the stories may have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved. At the conclusion of each chapter, there is a section devoted to an in-depth examination of the primary aspects and meaning behind the mystical parts within each chapter itself. Additionally, this segment offers an opportunity for studying the underlying dynamics that are present beneath the surface of behaviors and experiences. This debriefing section is meant to provoke and promote deeper thought and insight beyond the normal storyline.

The information, ideas, and suggestions in this book are not intended as a substitute for professional medical advice. Before following any suggestions contained in this book, you should consult your personal physican. Neither the author or the publisher shall be liable or responsible for any loss or damage allegedly arising as a consequence of your use or application of any information or suggestions in this book.

Chapter 1: Knowing

Knowing 

I was 2 ½ years old and living in a one-bedroom apartment with my mother and older brother, Scott. My parents had divorced for the first time, but would soon be reuniting and renewing their vows to begin again for a second chance at starting over.

My brother Scott, a hyperactive child, was 4 years older than I, and quite a handful. He was diagnosed with a condition that today is known as Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). The excessive symptoms of behavior he displayed with this condition put much strain on my parents’ relationship. Today, we have educational materials and nutritional supplements to help deal with the symptoms of ADHD. In those days, it was all a mystery.

Usually, on a daily basis, Scott could easily find himself in some kind of trouble. Within my heart, I always felt a sisterly and maternal type love for him. It seemed as though we were connected on a level that extended beyond physical existence. This sensitivity and soul-connection was apparent from the very beginning. When he experienced trauma, danger, or sadness, I felt it within my own body. Empathing his experience energetically, my own energy field would physically absorb his pain or discomfort. As a young child, I couldn’t understand what was happening within me. Later, as a young adult, I came to learn and understand clearly what occurred during these situations.

On July 4, 1966, after an evening of watching fireworks, our mom kissed each of us good night and tucked us into bed. I was cuddled up in my crib, struggling to sleep. The loud bangs and booming sounds I heard from the firecrackers going off down the street scared me. Even though I was somewhat comforted by knowing my brother was sleeping in his bunk bed across from me, I still didn’t feel secure. Fear ricocheted through my body with each thunderous boom.

Holding onto the railing, I slowly stood up in my crib. Peeking over the top, eyes wide open, I watched my brother as he lay sleeping. Tears streamed down my face and I felt an ache in my stomach. Even at that tender age, I experienced a knowing in the center of my heart of wrenching grief. My soul resonated with the sounds in a knowing sense that one day a thunderous boom would kill my brother. It would take exactly 24 years and one month — to the day — for that event to occur.

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There is a thin veil that separates the world of matter from the world of Spirit or energy. When I was 2 ½ years old, I was able to pierce that veil and step into a place of knowing. It didn’t matter how fearful it was for me. Even though my vocabulary was limited, the inner knowing of Truth transcended the mind and touched the soul. The Truth, Divine Light and Love from above that seeds and feeds each one of us, was able to flow freely.

How is it that someone so young could experience something like this and still remember it years later? Why do such experiences happen? Even though the sounds were frightening for me as a small child, I still had the courage to stand and face my fears squarely. It didn’t matter how frightening it was, a choice was made to ‘see.’ It’s reasonable to conclude that a frightened baby would typically seek comfort in a fetal position and cry loudly for a parent to come for nurturing. I felt tears but did not cry loudly for my parents. Something else was happening, something that went beyond the understanding and reactions of a small child.

The booming sounds of the firecrackers ricocheting through my being made a strong impact on my energy field and physical body. The resonating fear and sound of what was seen and felt would remain in the cellular memory of my body, mind, heart and soul for decades to come. Fear would likewise become a major issue that would have to be confronted time and time again until it was conquered. Being believed would be another vital issue to be faced.

Chapter 2: The Baby Blue Cross

The Baby Blue Cross 

We lived in Van Nuys, California, during the second half of the sixties. Even though there where many difficulties to face, the energy in this home was very sweet and light. Spending my time playing in the backyard allowed my soul to feel continuously fed and renewed. I sat mesmerized for hours watching the fairies dance among the johnny-jump-ups and pansies. The vision and fragrances of these sweet flowers ignite the memories of early childhood. To this day I plant them in my yard at home in honor of the fairies.

During the summer months, I enjoyed running through the sprinklers and playing with my brother. Sometimes we spent our time playing on the swing-set together. When I was playing in the backyard on my own, I often would climb the big lemon tree and sample the sour lemons while talking with Spirit.

Throughout my lifetime, and especially during my younger years, I have experienced many medicine dreams. A medicine dream is a gift of significant knowledge. This type of dream can be prophetic and describe future events. The dream can bring wisdom regarding one’s individual inner journey or can bring insight and observation concerning one’s interactions with others. Medicine dreams can even describe something within the seer’s own environment.

Some of the medicine dreams I experienced were quite horrific. Often, I found myself awakening and screaming in terror at the visions of the night. Other medicine dreams were beautiful and meaningful in different ways. After awakening from this type of dream, I felt an inspiring sensation of peace and love flowing through my being as if I were wrapped within the fluffy white wings of my guardian angel. This brought a sense of reassuring calmness.

When I was six years old I had a significant medicine dream, which involved a baby blue cross and a tall spirit. In this dream, I could see myself as an adult woman clothed as I might be today. I saw a young man whose attire revealed the setting and time period to be of the late 19th Century. He wore brown knickers, dark brown suspenders, a white shirt, tan socks, brown leather shoes, and a tam hat. An adult male was lying on his back on the ground with his shoes off. Introducing himself as a relative of mine, the young man began teaching me how to perform both hands-on healing and energetic healing. Next, he showed me how to hold certain pressure points on the body and how to sweep the aura. He taught that soul work would be of great importance for everyone in this present lifetime. When the session ended, he instructed me to paint a baby blue cross on the left big toe of each person on whom I would use these techniques.

When I awoke, I saw an extremely tall spirit standing next to my bed. This spirit was an older man with white hair and a full beard. Dressed radiantly, he wore a loose fitting white gown with a deep purple velvet robe draped over his shoulders. My heart and soul melted together in his presence before his image faded. The full understanding of this dream and what it represented wouldn’t become clear until I was in my twenties. This tall spirit, who I call the ‘tall one’, would grace my life three more times in a very touching way.

I had one brief experience with the ‘tall one’ when I was sixteen. At that time, I was sitting on a short concrete wall in front of the high school I attended. While waiting for my Nana to pick me up from school, I busied myself with homework. Suddenly, the usual noises that surrounded me stopped. Even the sounds of traffic on Colfax Avenue disappeared. This was quite odd since students had just been released from school for the day. Not knowing why, I looked up from my book and caught a glimpse of the ‘tall one’ approaching from a distance.

A warm gentle breeze and the sweet aroma of gardenias accompanied his presence as he floated down the center of the street. Happy memories of his earlier visit filled my senses with joy. The beautiful fall leaves that lay in the street whipped up ever so gently as the ‘tall one’ made his presence known. Tears filled my eyes and my heart expanded with overflowing love. He was a sweet being, an old friend, and a teacher from my past who came to touch my heart once more.

The ‘tall one’ visited a third time in the winter of 1990. Back then, I owned a home-based data entry business. The work was grueling and I worked exceedingly hard for long hours at a stretch. One particular evening found me working into the wee hours of the morning trying to complete a deadline for the following day. Earlier that evening I had an argument with someone I had been dating briefly. Still upset emotionally from the argument, feelings of hurt and anger welled up inside as I recalled what I had learned. I felt foolish and began slipping into depression. It was difficult to fully embrace these feelings for long because I needed to remain focused in order to complete my job. Close to 2:00 a.m. I was still busy working when I began feeling chills throughout my body. Thinking it was fatigue, I worried that I might become ill. The chill, however, meant I was sensing something else.

A freestanding electric floor heater warmed my dog, Teddy Bear, who was lying quietly snoring in my office. To take the chill off, I joined Teddy on the floor in front of the heater. While thawing out, emotions from earlier that evening came bubbling to the surface. Quite emotional and unable to stop crying, I tried to regain my composure. I lit a white candle and reached for my cross and a sacred book, given to me by the man I recently began dating. His father, who had endured the Holocaust, was author of the book. His writings shared the losses he had suffered, the horrific conditions he had experienced, and how he had managed to survive. He had lived through the ultimate duality of enduring the wrath of human ignorance while experiencing the guidance and love of God. This man’s stories left a heart print on my soul. Toward the end of the book, I felt empowered by words the writer used to quote his own father. From that moment onward I’ve worked to incorporate it’s meaning into my being and into my life. The quote is as follows:

"From every suffering there comes an ultimate good!

Out of every pain will come a blessing,

if you open yourself up to it."¹

That night, I comforted myself by praying these exact words, repeating them over and over again. It was then that I realized the man I was dating wasn’t meant to be a permanent relationship. He was simply a vehicle through which Spirit brought me his father’s book. It was his father’s words that touched my life forever. I continued to pray and repeat this quote.

An hour passed in this prayerful state when suddenly I heard the rattling of the doorknob at my kitchen door. The door led from my backyard and entered into the laundry room. Previously, there had been several attempted break-ins at my home. Both Teddy Bear and I sat straight up and listened. My first thought was: Oh great! This is approriate, something else for me to deal with tonight! Oddly though, I didn’t feel fear.

As I listened, the rattling of the doorknob continued. Then I heard a sudden tinkling sound of metal at the side of the washing machine. Since I never heard the back door open, I knew that what had entered my home was Spirit. Again, I felt the same warm sensation of that gentle summer breeze. Teddy Bear and I didn’t move but kept listening quietly to the tinkling sound coming from the laundry room. Then it stopped abruptly. A moment later the ‘tall one’ was floating down the hallway towards us. He stopped in front of the doorway leading to my office where I was sitting on the floor. As before, tears streamed down my face. I felt engulfed once again in the love of the ‘tall one’s’ presence.

I wasn’t afraid until I noticed Teddy Bear. Then I became startled as I witnessed what she was doing. Teddy was still by my side facing the doorway. As her eyes moved up and down, her little black nose sampled the air at a rate of 90 sniffs per second. Her hair was standing straight up and she was making these cute almost silent huffing noises. The moment I became startled, the ‘tall one’ turned and retraced his steps. Teddy Bear and I followed, stopping in the office doorway. We watched the ‘tall one’ exit through the laundry room, jiggling the doorknob as he past through the kitchen door. I glanced down at Teddy who was by then nuzzling her little face between my knees as she continued to study the hallway intently. As soon as the ‘tall one’ left, Teddy Bear’s hair relaxed and returned to normal.

Shortly afterwards, I found a baby blue cross painted on the laundry room wall next to my washing machine. This was a loving gentle reminder of what I would be doing with my life.

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The medicine dream of the baby blue cross was a gift given to show me a glimpse of the type of healing work I would be doing in this lifetime. Even though I was only six years old when I