Friday, November 2, 2012

Regression No. 6, October 27th, 2012

I finally had some time to do another regression after a busy summer!  With the help of my regression CD, I saw myself in a woods....full of beech trees and in the autumn.  I was gathering firewood.  Later as I moved along I saw myself older...holding a longbow.  I then saw the next significant event in my life as being my marriage.  I was married in a cathedral type building, with the beautiful curved arches going high up to the ceiling.  My wife was very pretty....long brown hair (with some braids?), wearing a wreath of flowers around her head.  I think her first name started with the letter "M".....She had a beautiful smile!  I then was guided to know the place and year.  I heard the word "Bramford" and knew this to be in England...not that far from London (it's actually 77 miles northeast).  I believe the year was 1282.  After my marriage I saw myself and my wife running a tavern in a town.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Regression No. 5

Feb 21st: I tried a new 30 minute regression CD.  I did not have as clear of an impression as some other sessions....maybe because my kids were home.  I saw a white gazebo...surrounded by flowers.  I had the feeling that water (lake, stream, etc?) was not far.  I think it may have been late 1800's or so judging by my clothes.  I had on some kind of suit, dress shoes, etc.  I was young, maybe in my twenty's....there was a young woman with me in the gazebo.  She had long dark colored hair, not curly but more straight with ringlets here and there.  She wore a fancy dress that was a pale green/blue color.  I think we were a couple or at least interested in each other.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Regression No. 4: Viva La Résistance


Past Life Regression No. 4 – 2/4/2012

I saw myself at the age of 15. I was wearing black boots, roughly knee high.  I had on grey clothing that seemed to be wool.  I was outside; it was some kind of camp in a wooded area.  I got the impression that I was in the Bordeaux region of France.  It was 1944.  I think I was in the French resistance movement.

The next event I saw was a birthday party.  It was for someone who had lived to a very old age (grandfather?).  There was music, dancing and wine.  A dark haired girl was there.  I knew her from the resistance I think.

My occupation was a baker.  I saw myself making loaves of bread; the long French bread type of loaf. 

My proudest moment was the birth of my son (Stephan?).  I believe the mother was the dark haired girl I knew from the resistance.

I believe I died in a car accident.  The roads were slick and it was raining.  I was in a hilly area with a huge drop off on one side of the road.  I slid off after taking a curve to fast.  I think I was in a hurry.  I think this explains a fear of heights I have in this life....which I did not really know about until I went on a trip to California in 2006.  I wanted to see the redwood trees so I drove up into the mountains.  I became very nervous.  Later, my wife and her sister and husband wanted to hike up onto this huge rock outcrop.  I was hugging the wall, back as far as possible from the edge as I could get!  It was a total surprise to me how freaked out I was.

I think guilt at not being there to protect my family may have carried over to my current life.

Monday, January 23, 2012

More regressions


The last few weeks I've had the chance to do some more regression's with my CD.  I was hoping to learn more about the life I saw in Cumbria, England but without a live person guiding the regression I saw other lives.  I'm still not sure if this is something real or my imagination.  However,I know it's not by my choosing because the next two lives that I saw were not something I'd ever thought of or had much interest in.

Regression No. 2:  I saw myself as a female (never thought or wanted that one, lol!) with brown skin and long, black hair.  I was wearing some kind of light, silk outfit (think of Jasmine from the cartoon Aladin, hehe), blue in color, sandals, and a thin gold band on the forehead....some kind of red jewel in the center.  I was either wealthy or royalty.  I felt that the year was around 2500 B.C.?? The place was maybe called Kadesh.... I then saw an army marching off to war....clad all in gold, with spears, cone shaped helmets, banners and flags waving, people cheering and elephants wearing gold & jeweled harnesses.  Later I saw myself as a healer....preparing herbal mixtures...helping the sick and poor.  I don't think I ever married..........

Regression No. 3:  A few weeks after no. 2 regression I tried again.....was disturbed by my kids making noise so I did not get as much on this one.  I saw myself wearing buckskin clothing and leather boots with some fringe on them.  I was in the woods. I knew the year was 1642.  I was somewhere in northeastern United States.....I heard the word Penobscot.....saw some men wearing red walking with a wagon pulled by horses.  Later I looked on-line and found that there is an Indian tribe called the Penobsoct who dwell in Maine.

I can see how aspects of these three lives have carried over into my current life.  My love of things Celtic/English, my making of herbal concoctions, my love of spices such as curry, ginger, chai tea, etc., my love of nature and native peoples (wanting badly to have a "native" name, which I finally got in 2004; Soaring Eagle, as named by a friend and Cherokee elder, Spotted Hawk).........interesting.....

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

She Moved Through the Fair

Traditional


My young love said to me, "My mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kine"*
And she stepped away from me and this she did say:
It will not be long, love, till our wedding day"

As she stepped away from me and she moved through the fair
And fondly I watched her move here and move there
And then she turned homeward with one star awake
Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake

The people were saying, no two e'er were wed
But one had a sorrow that never was said
And I smiled as she passed with her goods and her gear,
And that was the last that I saw of my dear.


Last night she came to me, my dead love came in
So softly she came that her feet made no din
As she laid her hand on me and this she did say
"It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day"


* kine = cows/cattle