Imagine if you will, a young girl in one of the most depressing moments of her life, seeking help for this from a spiritual councilor. I was fourteen when I started seeing a spiritual councilor, her name is Win. She became one of my great friends in time, but while she was my councilor, she helped change my life.

One day I was in a session with Win when she said she wanted to take me through a meditation... that she felt someone was trying to reach through to me and send me a message. So this is how it went:

I was standing in a huge field of white daisies, as I looked down at myself I noted how my appearance had changed. I was barefoot in a white flowing dress, my curly hair unbound and billowing in soft, long light brown waves over my shoulders. I certainly wasn't **me** anymore.

To my left was a river running gently down a slope and into a forest which spanned the horizon in front of me. I started to run through these flowers and along the side of the river until I came to a shallow part of the river. Stepping into the river I took a drink. I was asked if I wanted to swim, but I could feel myself being pulled to the forest, into it's dark, protective depths.

Upon entering the dark I reached a fork in the track, I started off to the right, only instinct caused me to double back and go to the left... the forest felt very familiar and I wasn't scared in the slightest. I walked along the track with positive steps and a smile on my face.

After a while I veered off into the trees, ducking through some trees and then into a clearing which I had just **known** would be there. In the centre of the clearing stood an old house with a little porch and railing. A feeling of "coming home" overwhelmed me and I slowly approached the house.

Slowly I climbed the creaky steps to the front door, intending to knock, however the door was thrown open before I had the chance and I found myself staring into deep brown eyes that sparkled despite the darkness outside. Speechless, I noted internally that this man was my mirror. He had the same colour hair as me, wavy, only cut short. We had similar noses, mouths, and eyes... our brows the same shape and height. He was my twin.

He led me to the right side of the hallway and into a small, cluttered living room. For a long time we simply sat opposite each other on a couch, holding hands and I found myself crying. Win's voice asked a question about who he was, and I replied.... "Daniel."

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It came out that my name was Sarah, we were indeed twins and had lived many centuries ago, in Ireland I believe. We were orphans and had found the cottage in the woods which had belonged to our parents.

After the meditation I had several dreams and visions from that life time which gave me more clues that somehow Daniel and his friends were involved in a revolution of some sort and our cottage wasn't the only one hidden within the woods. Many people congregated in the woods to escape persecution.

I don't know much about this life, and I'm not even positive it was Ireland, it could have been Wales. But I do know that Daniel has been with me in many lifetimes as my brother and in this lifetime he is my spirit guide. He had called me that day to tell me that I had been right all those years of my childhood where I was sure I had a twin somewhere, and that I wasn't ever alone. He's still with me.
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