Experiments in Past Life Regression
Hindsight certainly is golden. Since I started my educational journey at Atlantic University,
I have learned that almost everything I have done and am about to do has some past life
association.
I always felt there was “more” to me than what meets the eye.
Thank goodness for that statement. As mere mortals, we can be caught up in only what we
see reflected in the mirror.
As a young child, I could remember flashes of “things” that would seem odd,
but thought it was just my imagination. I dreamed of places that felt familiar, yet in
a foreign land. I had a purple room adorned with peacock feathers, a variety of bells,
Native American charms and a poster of Elvis. I seemed to be interested in different parts
of the world than my friends.
I was interested in Tibet, India, the Grand Canyon, London,
and France. My friends were more intrigued with America and its colonization and Connie
Francis. I thought they were boring and uneventful.
As my short life has evolved, experiences have repeated them selves time and again. The
foods I like, the smells that curl my stomach, the type of clothing I wear or don’t
wear, places I have visited or emotional learning; lessons that continue to plague me until
I finally “get it”. I have observed many of these without really looking at
them until I had my first near death in 1992.
I grasped, for the first time, the enormous
soul and all of its dimensional levels. My eyes were opened to how my soul is the grand
scale puzzle, with each life time a particular piece. Each piece comes with multi-layers
of connections to others that replay somewhere, in another time.
Shortly after the NDE, I met someone who assisted me in understanding this event. I attended
a week long spirit camp where I met others of like mind.
My head was spinning with all
the new people I met, the ideas they discussed and shared similar out-of-body experiences They
recommended that I do some past life regressions, as it would help me understand myself
and how I fit within my life choices.
I found a trained hypno-therapist. She was well respected in the community and had quite
a bit of experience in regressions. She asked me to think of a person or place that I needed
most to understand.
My first past life regression pertained to my ex husband. (A little
background. He left me for a younger woman who had no responsibilities. We had two young
children, lots of college debt and a less than perfect commonality).
The regression took all of 30 minutes but felt like it was hours. I took some deep breaths
to reduce the speed of my heart beat. I am nervous as this is a first regression for me.
The administrator continued to talk me into a hypnotic state.
When I felt a “shift”,
I looked at my feet. I saw I was a man, about 1700’s. I could see what I was wearing,
smell the country side and hear other voices. The administrator then directed me to see
what else was in the picture. I saw a woman; oh so beautiful, dark hair, wearing white
light weight clothing-a wedding dress.
I recognized the woman as my present ex husband
and the man as ME. WOW, I was surprised. As the story goes, we have one child and I, the
husband, am very attentive. There is money here and land to watch over. Her family’s
fortune. As a second child appeared, I began to be a little less attentive, more excuses
for leaving for days at a time. I was philandering in surrounding communities.
I would
always come back full of apologies. When the third baby came, I went out to check on the
acreage and never came back. I left the woman stranded with the children, the work and
holding the bag, so to speak.
When I was no longer in the hypnotic state, I sobbed so hard, my sides hurt. “How
could I have done something like that?” is all I could ask. After much discussion
with the facilitator, I realized my ex and I just traded places. I felt, this time, what
he felt another time.
My forgiveness for his actions in this life time became immediate.
I even went so far as to personally, face to face, apologize for my disparaging words,
cruel and destructive actions and promised only to think highest and best for him and his
wife.
I am not sure if there is a correlation here, but the rheumatoid arthritis loosened
its grip shortly after this experience.
My therapy continued but more from a bio-feedback viewpoint. I needed arthritis pain relief
so we concentrated on healing meditations rather than more regression work. I became very
adept at leaving the physical world behind to go into a “space” of calm to
ease the joints, even if it was for a moment.
The second regression came by pure chance. While meditating, I began hearing sounds. They
were gun shots, war whoops and neighing horses. In my mind’s eye, I looked at my
feet to discover I was lying low in high prairie grass. I was a Native American man, wearing
tan colored buckskin.
There was a raid going on in our camp. The people were being killed. Women and children
were running around trying to hide from the blue coated soldiers. The teepees were being
burned faster than anyone could fathom.
The elders just sat praying to their Gods. As I
watched this massacre, I saw two other men out in the fields gathering seeds and medicines
with me. We lied still, almost holding our breath, until the soldiers were gone and out
of sight.
I quickly went to find the maiden I was to marry that afternoon. She died in my arms with
my promise to see her again. She is now my present husband, Jim. I have also found one
of the men from that lifetime who was in the field with me.
Coincidently, both my husband and I are intrigued with Native American culture and live
in the south west of the United States.
These regressions showed me the complexity of our soul and the cause and effect living
each life time has upon each other. The NDE showed me the multiple dimensional ways the
grid of our life is woven together.
I can liken it to a very high pile of multiple spider
webs, piling upon one another with strings floating, unattached to anything, yet seemingly
attached to a source of light as its center. (Imagine a spider web you may see early morning,
sparkling with dew as the sun gently kisses it with its rays of light.) The web strands
have bumps along its trail.
As I discovered more and more past lives and worked through
forgiveness of myself and those who were incased in that bump, the bump disappeared. The
strand becomes clean and clear with a high musical note.
My interpretation is that I am living many lives at one time, with many souls whom I have
already met. We are just working out the details of our web design-- a mandala perhaps.
As a younger woman, I always felt so needy. I wanted to be the center of attention. After
I had the first NDE, I began to look at the dimensional me. It was not pretty.
That me
was high maintenance with daily doses of self pity and continued self destructive acts
that would get “attention,” as there was no time for joy. I was anticipating
my next health and personal set back.
In my search for inspiration, one of the very first books to fall off the store shelves
was, “The Road Less traveled” by M. Scott Peck, M.D.. I read that book twice
before I allowed myself to put it down. “Since love is work, the essence of nonlove
is laziness.” “What, I am not lazy!” I am married, two kids, a student,
a seeker, a this and a that.
I had to stop right in my tracks as I experienced unconditional
love through the NDE but did not live love. I had conditions. I had expectations. I had
levels and levels of hurt. I was so fear based.
I was caught up in the day to day life
dealing with painful rheumatoid arthritis. Why me? Fortunately, the therapist showed
me ways to begin living again through sessions I had with her.
One of the more difficult tasks I had to look at was how a past life would fit into my
religious beliefs. I was of a Lutheran faith, yet they did not believe there was more to
what the human is other than the right now.
The NDE showed me differently, but also confused
my belief system. How can this even remotely be happening or possible if I have been taught
the ways of the Bible?
How can something else exist in a world of facts, figures
and truths I have been led to believe that this could be possible? I seemed satisfied
with my isms, but now my eyes were opened to another aspect of life and living.
Other cultures became important. I finally started reading about the places I was interested
in as a young child. I had a chance to visit India, Nepal and Tibet in 1996.
That three
week trip turned my little world upside down. We visited the Tibetan Potalla during holy
week, witnessed sunrises in the Nepalese Mountains and had a private visit with his Holiness
the Dalai Lama.
I felt the energy at the Buddhist temples while I turned the prayer wheels.
I found home. It was the catalyst of discovering how I fit in my world with these NDE experiences,
hearing my guide’s voices, and it answered my questions about why I was on planet
Earth.
The icing on the cake was the Atlantic University’s class, ‘World Religions”.
This helped me sift through the doctrines, teachings and practices of many religions, to
define my own belief systems.
With this in hand, I observe, I honor and I respect an individual’s
words as that leads to how much time they need to create their opportunity in this life.
Each person lives out their destiny/fate with the choices made. So, in some aspects the
past life therapy is important, but not enough to be the sum of all we are.
I have read Henry Leo Bolduc, Henry Reed, Brian Weiss, Morris Netherton, and Raymond Moody
extensively. They all have a similar means of self hypnosis, an ability to gain personal
knowledge that can bridge our personality to our soul’s endeavors.
Each believes
in breathing deeply with some added relaxing techniques for the enhanced experience. They
have set the foundation for other hypno-therapists to assist seekers in opening their Akashic
Record Book for insights that pertain to the present life and living.
Down the road a piece now, I know there is more to me than my personality. I have been
given such opportunities to develop and strengthen the low self to work with the high Self.
The personality and the soul connection.
I have learned many of my downfalls as well as
my assets. The regressions have given me insight into the totality of who I am.
The latest regression I did was with a Brian Weiss Compact disc. I somehow managed to
go in-between life times. I saw a vertical light approach me. It took me to a very long
closet filled with hanging costumes, hats, and shoes.
The outfits seemed familiar, in a
way. Then, when I picked out what I wanted, the energy took me to a cocktail party like
setting. It pointed to 4 vertical lights. It said, “You, you, you and you.” I
saw them as my two husbands and two children.
They game me a suitcase filled with everything
I needed and down the slide I came into the earth’s energy field. The next thing
I saw were angels talking to my mother’s belly with me inside.
They are telling me
what I will be doing, when it will happen and most importantly, that they will always be
with me. I should never be afraid. I do remember the birthing process with detail. I even
called my mother to ask her certain questions.
The long and short of my past life regression work simply tells me to be responsible for
my actions as karma builds way too quickly. I can only imagine what living without the
possibility of not creating karma can be like.
It has a peace of mind, warmth of heart
and an easy serene mind. My NDE and regressions help ME to understand that my soul never
dies. There is a chance I will see my loved ones again. I have discovered just the tip
of the iceberg of more than the eye reflects in the mirror.
To contact Georgia Edwards: gewizaz@msn.com
