So I met the future Me at a gallery opening, oh, not an older version of the current Me in the present, like Me at 60 or something, but my next incarnation.
Apparently he had decided to pop in on his past life and surmised from his awakened memory of his time as me that I wouldn’t freak out if confronted with this situation.
"But isn’t there some sort of paradox by coming back and altering my future by meeting Me?" I asked after he had introduced himself and rattled off a long list of secret thoughts that I had never told anyone and had never written down but thoughts that were proof enough for Me to accept that he was who he said he was, the Me in a future life."are you going to erase this memory then? with your future technology or psi abilities?" "No," he said over a cup of coffee at a diner we had walked to, "the most I can do is to open up more possible choices for you to make, we’re not related in a family tree sort of way, so no ‘grandfather paradox’ and as for free will, it’s not like you’ll suddenly decide to become a paranormal researcher or spiritual teacher just because you met Me, would you?".
I knew he was right, the situation was fascinating but it wasn’t life changing, adopting a kitten would be life changing I thought. "So then you want to address some issue in my life that is manifesting in a karmic way to you?" I asked vaguely guilty for my perceived sins that might be causing him some payback.
He laughed, "No, messing with karma is like squeezing a water balloon, it changes the shape but it doesn’t affect what’s in the balloon". "What I really want to know is what happened to that blue elephants painting you did? I know you painted over it but you wouldn’t have just thrown it away"…. 
Blue Elephants and muse – oil painting on canvas by Darren Daz Cox
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(and the answer to what happened to the painting is revealed when you click the picture as it’s a link to the painting on Flickr with more information!)
I was thinking about what David Wilcock talks about when describing his "higher self" when I wrote this little story. Imagine if your soul not only reincarnates but also exists outside of space and time and your future self can go back in time and interact with you.
Forget the Star Trek "prime directive" and the Newtonian science based fear of a "grandfather paradox", your soul is in the process of redefining it’s entire existance, including what up until now was "done and done" past.
If time is only a perception of reality interpreted by a flesh and blood brain (as quantum physics tells us) then "time travel" is real, providing we believe it to be, or rather will it to be.
I know you have regrets and fears based past trauma, self-programmed protocols that inhibit what you do next and how you react to forces you feel are beyond your control, but what if David Wilcock and quantum physics are right and there is a way to change the past, giving you the chance to face reality without the negative baggage? The only factor that would matter at that point would be your own free will. Do you want to wallow in misery or apprecicate, inspire and be inspired (as Dannion Brinkley says)???
Because he has his own best interest in mind, and yours too obviously since you are the same soul only separated by a fantasy of time, your future self, your higher self evolved by reincarnation and karma will be looking out over you, in essence you are your own guardian angel. pretty cool eh?!!
"What do you forgive? Well, it’s simple. Whatever comes up in front of your face on any given day, that’s what you’re supposed to forgive. It’s not a mystery; it’s always right there in front of you. You may think you can’t see what’s in your unconscious mind; well, you don’t have to. All you have to see is the symbolic representation of it that is being presented to you right now… symbolic of that which already exists in your own unconscious mind. As you forgive that, you’re REALLY forgiving yourself."
— Gary Renard, The End of Reincarnation
