Hello there, everyone. Before I begin posting aforementioned glimpses, I'd just like to re-introduce myself. I've been there some four five years ago, then left due to some personal problems, now I'm back and ready to share some details of my previous life that have come up during various self-regressions. I've been focussing on it the most, since one of the biggest problems I'm facing now is very closely related to that life.
Since so far I only have random glimpses, I will not attempt to make a flowing account of it.
- I was born in 1951. I don't remember how the exact year came to my mind, but sometime later I heard She Loves You by The Beatles and vividly saw myself dancing and singing along with a girl, who I figured was my sister (she never came up in any of my regressions, though). I then thought to myself how old I was then, and the answer that appeared in my mind was 12. I was truly amazed when I checked online and found out that this song was indeed released in 1963.
- My hometown was some tiny one in Utah. The state came up in my most recent regression and I know it can also be intepreted as being otherwise important to me, maybe I lived there later on. I do know I was raised in a farm far off from a town, and I can vividly see the interior of the house.
- This flashback is again from the recent regression. In it I am standing outside a small groceries store of some sort with sweets or something of the 'treat for yourself' kind of food. I'm quite sure it was on my way home after school and there was an air of loneliness about that memory, which I think extended wider than that just very moment. Perhaps I wasn't that social at school.
I did some research on random Utah towns there and the street I saw looks something like this Main Street of Panguitch town does.
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/573294227536726792/
The street where I am looks rather wide for a tiny town, just as this one is, there were similar buildings like in those photos, most of which were not exactly in the best shape.
- I tend to be a bit sceptical, so I take this flashback with a grain of salt, since it can be viewed as a must of anything to do with this era. I believe I hitchiked to Woodstock, but then again the actual memory of being there has never come up. What I know that is that I did leave home still very young, probably right after school, and my parents are never there in other flashbacks. In this recent one I saw that my father gave me a lift to somewhere from where I hitchiked further. The memory was very fleeting, and there was a definite feel of mutual disappointment and distance.
- I don't know where it lies chronologically but my first kiss was with a jet black-haired hippy, and while her face remains a blur now or adopts a look of a certain person and I can vividly see her mocking smile. I guess I was bad.
- There was the woman with honey-coloured hair (that is an unusual way to describe it in my language, nor have I heard it used much in English, so it puzzles me), who was extremely important to me. Whenever I think of her, I get an overwhelming sense that I have to protect her, even spoil her, which makes it all even more interesting that I feel the same way about one of my closest friends in this life. I'm not sure about it now, but I wouldn't be surprised if both these women are indeed one and the same. When I think of that life I get a feeling that I failed so bad, that I let down that very woman in a way I had never thought I could. In one of my regressions I had a "memory" of her and I getting married but now I'm quite sure this didn't happen and it was just a wishful fantasy of me back then. Now I catch myself acting in a way that it's more fitting for a significant other acting towards his/her girlfriend rather than towards a straight friend of the same sex. I'm insanely romantic, I'm possesive and jealous, etc. In my opinion, this definitely stems from that past life when I screwed up so badly.
- When in regression I was asked to go to the proudest moment of my life, I just got several random images of me and the woman with honey-coloured hair, just spending time together.
- I was asked of my occupation, and I saw working at some meat company, something with packing it. It might have been temporary, but my intuition tells me that I never made it further than this.
- As for how that life ended, I always get a feeling that it has something to do with cars, like a car crash. One song is a powerful trigger, and whenever I listen to it, I get a vivid image of dark, rainy road. I checked and there's nothing like that in the video of the song, nor I remember myself ever listening to that song during rainstorm while in a car in this life. The only problem I see with it connecting directly to past life is that it was released in 1987, but I don't know which month. That was when I was born, in April.
Since so far I only have random glimpses, I will not attempt to make a flowing account of it.
- I was born in 1951. I don't remember how the exact year came to my mind, but sometime later I heard She Loves You by The Beatles and vividly saw myself dancing and singing along with a girl, who I figured was my sister (she never came up in any of my regressions, though). I then thought to myself how old I was then, and the answer that appeared in my mind was 12. I was truly amazed when I checked online and found out that this song was indeed released in 1963.
- My hometown was some tiny one in Utah. The state came up in my most recent regression and I know it can also be intepreted as being otherwise important to me, maybe I lived there later on. I do know I was raised in a farm far off from a town, and I can vividly see the interior of the house.
- This flashback is again from the recent regression. In it I am standing outside a small groceries store of some sort with sweets or something of the 'treat for yourself' kind of food. I'm quite sure it was on my way home after school and there was an air of loneliness about that memory, which I think extended wider than that just very moment. Perhaps I wasn't that social at school.
I did some research on random Utah towns there and the street I saw looks something like this Main Street of Panguitch town does.
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/573294227536726792/
The street where I am looks rather wide for a tiny town, just as this one is, there were similar buildings like in those photos, most of which were not exactly in the best shape.
- I tend to be a bit sceptical, so I take this flashback with a grain of salt, since it can be viewed as a must of anything to do with this era. I believe I hitchiked to Woodstock, but then again the actual memory of being there has never come up. What I know that is that I did leave home still very young, probably right after school, and my parents are never there in other flashbacks. In this recent one I saw that my father gave me a lift to somewhere from where I hitchiked further. The memory was very fleeting, and there was a definite feel of mutual disappointment and distance.
- I don't know where it lies chronologically but my first kiss was with a jet black-haired hippy, and while her face remains a blur now or adopts a look of a certain person and I can vividly see her mocking smile. I guess I was bad.
- There was the woman with honey-coloured hair (that is an unusual way to describe it in my language, nor have I heard it used much in English, so it puzzles me), who was extremely important to me. Whenever I think of her, I get an overwhelming sense that I have to protect her, even spoil her, which makes it all even more interesting that I feel the same way about one of my closest friends in this life. I'm not sure about it now, but I wouldn't be surprised if both these women are indeed one and the same. When I think of that life I get a feeling that I failed so bad, that I let down that very woman in a way I had never thought I could. In one of my regressions I had a "memory" of her and I getting married but now I'm quite sure this didn't happen and it was just a wishful fantasy of me back then. Now I catch myself acting in a way that it's more fitting for a significant other acting towards his/her girlfriend rather than towards a straight friend of the same sex. I'm insanely romantic, I'm possesive and jealous, etc. In my opinion, this definitely stems from that past life when I screwed up so badly.
- When in regression I was asked to go to the proudest moment of my life, I just got several random images of me and the woman with honey-coloured hair, just spending time together.
- I was asked of my occupation, and I saw working at some meat company, something with packing it. It might have been temporary, but my intuition tells me that I never made it further than this.
- As for how that life ended, I always get a feeling that it has something to do with cars, like a car crash. One song is a powerful trigger, and whenever I listen to it, I get a vivid image of dark, rainy road. I checked and there's nothing like that in the video of the song, nor I remember myself ever listening to that song during rainstorm while in a car in this life. The only problem I see with it connecting directly to past life is that it was released in 1987, but I don't know which month. That was when I was born, in April.
