My First Regression
Oct. 29th, 2015 10:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nebris~I got my first Past Life regression when I was doing yoga. This was back in 1980. Of course there’s more to it than that. I was also working as a taxi cab driven in NYC, the night shift, from 4pm to 4am. That alone can put one in an ‘altered state’.
When I got home I was so wired that I had to smoke a pipe bowl of pot, about three or four hits, and then do an hour of yoga before I could sleep.
It was just as I was doing the ‘sitting quietly’ meditation at the end of my asanas that I got this vivid vision and just allowed myself to drift into it...
I was standing in the middle of a forest clearing. With me were maybe a hundred or so men, all Teuton warriors. We were in full battle gear and were waiting to meet other Teutons to go ambush some Romans. The part of the vision that came first was looking at the tree line across at the far edge of the clearing. It seemed as though stars were shining in the forest and I was confused for few seconds.
Then I realized what that was; it was the light of the sun reflecting off of the spear tips of a Roman Legion as its ranks advanced through the trees towards us. We had been betrayed and now we were going to die. I was angry, but at least we were going to die standing up with swords in our hands, which would be an Honorable Death.
The memory of the battle is blurred and confused, but then such is the nature of battle. And I did die that day.
I was quite amazed by this. And though I had believed in Past Lives before, for me, this was definitive proof. The memory was not a dream, but had been as though I'd lived it in this life. Over the year, more regressions followed, usually around the moment of my death in those various Lives...
...and then, decades later, the final piece of that first regression came to me.
I had long wondered what it was that caused our betrayal. I was just a minor tribal chieftain and not really a threat to anyone's ambitions, so why commit such an act, to lead fellow Teuton warriors to be slaughtered by our mortal enemy, Rome?
I was contemplating that regression and managed to 'see myself' in that Life; I was a woman. And then the rest of that Life unfolded; I was my father's only remaining child, a tall strong Teuton Amazon – my brothers had all died fighting the Romans and other tribes – and he had made me his successor, which was fine with our tribe as I could beat all of our males, but others hated me for that and so sent me and my men to our deaths.
That also led me to understand why I incarnated in Rome for the next seven Lives. Such was a rejection of those who betrayed me. I as best as I know, never incarnated as a German ever again, though in my last Life I spent a crucial phase of it in Germany itself and have had a life long fascination with all things German [except the food] in this Life.
When I got home I was so wired that I had to smoke a pipe bowl of pot, about three or four hits, and then do an hour of yoga before I could sleep.
It was just as I was doing the ‘sitting quietly’ meditation at the end of my asanas that I got this vivid vision and just allowed myself to drift into it...
I was standing in the middle of a forest clearing. With me were maybe a hundred or so men, all Teuton warriors. We were in full battle gear and were waiting to meet other Teutons to go ambush some Romans. The part of the vision that came first was looking at the tree line across at the far edge of the clearing. It seemed as though stars were shining in the forest and I was confused for few seconds.
Then I realized what that was; it was the light of the sun reflecting off of the spear tips of a Roman Legion as its ranks advanced through the trees towards us. We had been betrayed and now we were going to die. I was angry, but at least we were going to die standing up with swords in our hands, which would be an Honorable Death.
The memory of the battle is blurred and confused, but then such is the nature of battle. And I did die that day.
I was quite amazed by this. And though I had believed in Past Lives before, for me, this was definitive proof. The memory was not a dream, but had been as though I'd lived it in this life. Over the year, more regressions followed, usually around the moment of my death in those various Lives...
...and then, decades later, the final piece of that first regression came to me.
I had long wondered what it was that caused our betrayal. I was just a minor tribal chieftain and not really a threat to anyone's ambitions, so why commit such an act, to lead fellow Teuton warriors to be slaughtered by our mortal enemy, Rome?
I was contemplating that regression and managed to 'see myself' in that Life; I was a woman. And then the rest of that Life unfolded; I was my father's only remaining child, a tall strong Teuton Amazon – my brothers had all died fighting the Romans and other tribes – and he had made me his successor, which was fine with our tribe as I could beat all of our males, but others hated me for that and so sent me and my men to our deaths.
That also led me to understand why I incarnated in Rome for the next seven Lives. Such was a rejection of those who betrayed me. I as best as I know, never incarnated as a German ever again, though in my last Life I spent a crucial phase of it in Germany itself and have had a life long fascination with all things German [except the food] in this Life.
