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