Group Session: A Past Life Passion from a First Hand Perspective.

For some, group experiences may be lighter trance states. Other participants may have profound insights or deeply immersive sessions. My client wanted to share this intensely personal past life experience from the most recent group regression.

The Portal:

I stepped through the portal using the door in my hallway, next to the bathroom… It’s one of those folding type doors, that slide on a track. It creaked as I opened it, and the light of the portal spilled out into the hallway… I stepped in, and was carried through the cosmos of Psyche. It’s woven with thick light, star-like beings, brilliant unearthly colors, and questions more abundant than answers…”

(Past Life) First Scene:

“I landed in the body of a middle-aged woman, cooking and dancing at the stove. My children are in the front room and my husband in the bedroom… Within moments, I was in the bedroom at my husband’s side. He was in pain and struggling. I quickly put together a needle and administered something for his pain. He was having a heart attack.

“The medicine he received from town didn’t stop it from happening. My botanical studies granted me the knowledge needed to use the wild-growing plants around us to help him recover.

“One of the girls had come in, hearing him struggling. I instructed her to hold his other hand until the pain subsided. With wide eyes and fear in her little heart, she did as she was told and the both were somewhat comforted. When the attack passed, we helped my husband to bed.

Back in Time:

“Hearing the suggestion to move to an important moment in that life, I found myself years younger, perhaps late teens.

“I was with my husband naked and becoming pregnant for the first time. My extra-long dark hair was thick and flowing all around us with every move. Though we weren’t “supposed to” make love this way, I often mounted him because of his heart condition. He was strong-bodied but his heart wasn’t. He was born that way. This wasn’t our first time being intimate together, but I knew I was becoming pregnant this time and I intended to enjoy every luscious moment of this experience with him. Receiving the deepest essence of my husband’s self (his seed entering mine) was the ultimate experience of intimacy and I wanted it with every part of me.

“I wanted the resulting children, and he did as well – he perhaps more so than me. The importance of bearing these children was that they were born out of the love of our seed co-mingling within my womb. It was like I had entered him as much as he entered me. We were in love, and in my heart, he was in first place. I did love and care for my children beautifully in this lifetime. I was a really good mother and my children showed that they had been loved and parented well, yet to my last day, my heart was all his.

“In this lifetime, we are a very quiet and peaceful family. It was not to be known that I came from South America. My skin was fair and no one had any reason to ask me about this. My husband knew and dared not reveal this information. At the same time, I knew that my husband had this heart condition, and where we lived once married, no one knew about it. They couldn’t otherwise he would lose his job. Then where would we be? Besides, I had learned how the keep his heart calm in our everyday lives, and also through the use of plants. So we had secrets between us.

“No one else needed to know them, and no one else did. We didn’t even tell our children about my heritage. I just told them that their father and I learned different ways growing up and we blended those ways to become a unified family. They were happy with that. I have a sense that I told them after their father died, but I can’t remember. Of course, they knew about his heart issues but also knew not to speak about them.

“I heard another instruction, and it was to move to the last day of that lifetime. I was a very elderly woman. My long hair (which I always kept long and wore in some kind of a big bun on top of my head), was all white and silver now. I sat at a window looking out at the sunlight. I was looking out at the garden but I couldn’t really see it. So I just enjoyed the blurriness of sunlight in the window.

Thoughts came quickly. “Only one of my daughters is left.” I don’t remember if the other children died or simply moved away. “I guess the man with her is her husband. Good for her.” My life with my husband was wonderful. That will never be gone from me. “When did he die?” I can’t remember. He was so beautiful. So was I. “I’ve enjoyed much in this life; I can smile because I have enjoyed much; He stayed with me even when he died.”

“I hear my daughter calling to me and I go lay down. I’m tired. I feel tired and light at the same time. My heart is full of sentimental feelings.

Then, my soul is in the tunnel.

Lessons:

“I hear that we are to leave behind the pains of this lifetime with the body. My heart hesitates just briefly with those sentimental feelings before I do.

“I completely release from that lifetime, understanding that the knowledge of plants is yet alive within me. I can align with that part of me anytime I wish. And I sometimes do. My sense is that I can trust myself more deeply in my ability to get to know a plant ally with or without someone else’s written word. I understand that, this time around, it is important to not have children with a man who has my entire heart before them, and rather welcome in children for whom I can be more fully present. I have a desire to have children during my current life and raise them with both love and presence. This time, they do not need to be second in line for my love. It’s time for them to be first. I’m glad to have this new awareness.”

The Ceremony:

“Moving into my current life once again, I hear the direction to have a walk through the forest. I walk through the forest wearing indigenous style ceremonial finery. My special clothing is embroidered with an array of brilliantly colored flowers and plants, on a background of white suede, white fur linings, and brilliant beads woven into a headband to fit me exactly. My hair is in two long braids and I walk with shorter steps than usual, due to the long dress underneath the poncho that I hold around my shoulders. I’m ok with this, though. I am not in a hurry. I walk at a peaceful pace. It feels good. My feet enjoy the crunch of dried leaves underneath suede moccasins that echo in design, the beauty of my dress, poncho, and headband.

“As I walk, I turn a corner around a large moss-covered rock formation into a clearing where Divine Guides await me. We are beaming at the sight of one another. There are three Guides in the center of this clearing gathered around a sacred fire beating drums and dressed in deeply colored feathers and feathered masks. One in blue, one in black and a smaller one in black and white. As I go around the outside of the circle, more and more guides and ancestors appear.

I am first greeted by a great grey rabbit who beckoned me to hold her in my arms. I could feel her warmth through my ceremonial clothes. I could feel her mouth nibbling the carrots and lettuce I had for her in the pouch hanging from my right hip. I instantly felt an enormous love for her. It is she who helps me to understand that this is a time for allowing my future children to have my heart first.

“The next Guide is Serpent. She slithers up my arm and immediately pushes my headband off. Then she pushes away my poncho and finally my dress, so that I have shed my entire outer coverings. I understand from her that my shedding is a precious and sacred time. While I no longer bleed in this lifetime, I do shed in other ways regularly and that is a sacred act. I am inspired to be more reverent during my times of shedding.”

Transformation:

“I continue around the circle naked, being blessed and greeted warmly. When the webs of dis-ease are pulled from the entire ancestral lineage and born as a Phoenix cleansing and burning all that no longer serves, I can see every single strand.

“I can see the strands evaporate from behind the eyes, around the hearts, and within the heads of all of my family. I begin to have a sense that I belong.

“There is only grace. Even naked and vulnerable, I am held by these people who came before me.

“By this power, I am free to be the holder of the children who will now come after me.

“I am exquisitely blessed. “

Thank you to my client, who wishes to remain anonymous, for sharing this touching experience. It’s an honor to facilitate sessions such as these. If you enjoyed this and would like to stay up to date with more quantum content, subscribe here:

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