Most of these stories are part of a now-136-story collection.  The inspiration was from an exercise suggested by my teacher, Mrs. Staveley in the 1980s: “Ask yourself where you were at the Crucifixion.”  She thought most of us had been in the crowd, shouting “Crucify him!”.

In 1988, during a meditation time, the memory of meeting someone who could only have been Jesus came back to me, and later that day I wrote what I remembered of the encounter.  This was the beginning of a 35-year effort to understand the emotional, spiritual and karmic events of my past, an effort that continues to this day.

Remembering those 10 timeless seconds freed up something in me, and in the mid-2000s I began to get insights into other people’s essences.   I made notes like “X: six-year-old boy.”  Finally, in 2006, I pictured a man in our groups that I knew, pictured him in the time of Jesus.  He “spoke” to  me and told me a complete story, which I wrote down in his words.  He had been a blacksmith, working at a forge in a fig grove.  The story he told was so real that I was sure I had actually seen his past life.  But when I showed him the story, although he liked it, he denied having been such a person.  And so it went: these stories were clearly fiction, but essence-vignettes nevertheless.

After that first story others came, and by 2009 I had written 128 of them, stories of varying depth and degrees of insight.   I organized 27 of them into a booklet, entitled “Where Were You at the Crucifixion?”  a booklet which I printed myself.  The contents of that booklet are available to read on this website.

Some of the other “stories” I wrote are included on this website, such as The Little Boy.