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.