Erica
Senior Member
This has been a long time coming. I had posted back in July that I would be having my first professional PL regression. Between life happening and having so much to think about and sort through since that experience, I just realized again that I never got around to sharing. Be warned though; this could get heavy.
I'll start off by saying it was definitely worth it. The session was very long and furnished a surprising amount of details on my last lifetime, including some I just verified in the last few days through historical records.
The session took me through my lifetime as a man in Germany from when I first joined the SS, through to the end of WWII and a few years after. I relived sitting in an office room talking to a man about "the new administration", coming home and speaking to my wife and children about the changes to come, my coming departure for training, and seeing my wife's uncertainty and hurt that I could never fully understand. And through all of the events that followed, as I experienced my first assignment in Auschwitz I in 1940 counting and distributing items of clothing and towels (later verified through research), onto Majdanek, witnessing - and being involved in cruelty and indescribable images my mind would refuse to fathom, watching my young daughter battle a long illness and eventually die, dealing with poor health (also verified) and unclean living conditions for myself and family, I still could never understand my wife's feelings, or my own.
I experienced a sense of paralysis and numbness through everything I did. Deep down I felt powerless, though I told myself I was making my own decisions. I never fully comprehended life - it was too scary and painful to try. If something felt wrong, I just mentally turned away from it as I continued to mechanically act through each circumstance, whether at home or work.
I've struggled off and on with such feelings for most of my current life, without a direct cause.
I was deeply unhappy and I knew it. Most of all, I was unhappy with myself.
To some extent that changed, temporarily when I finally got out of the camps and onto the front lines in 1944. I fought a retreating battle in a pine forest in Germany, later confirmed to be the battle of the Hürtgenwald, fought between German and American forces, where I was shot in the lower back and shoulder and later sent back to a camp. My despondency started to return, though I would find conditions in that camp (Flossenburg) to be somewhat more livable and in some ways "humane", compared to Majdanek and Auschwitz.
The last events of my life were recalled hazily, being captured, confined to cells and eventually hung. Previous video regressions and nightmares detailed that time more clearly.
I had already heavily suspected for years from earlier memories matching with research that the life I lived was that of Erich Mußfeldt, Oberschaarführer heading crematoriums in Auschwitz and Majdanek, but this regression provided verifiable details which seem to have confirmed it:
1. The timeline and years of events recalled match up with records.
2. His first assignment in Auschwitz was distributing items of clothing to camp personnel (see above).
3. I felt my past self to be in poor health during a time in which I was assigned to Majdanek. Recent research revealed that Mußfeldt was hospitalized for typhus right after his assignment to that camp.
4. Though further verification is needed, evidence points to Mußfeldt having fought in the Hürtgenwald after being transferred to the front lines. He was wounded on 5 February 1945 (after which he was recalled and assigned to Flossenburg), the same day a battle which matches the one I recalled and was wounded in took place.
Even though I've sensed for a long time that I've lived before (possibly many times), as the details came together over the last four years, it was about the last thing I expected to find. But since finding all of this out, I've been able to make sense of more things, both past and present, in my life than I ever could before. And since that regression, I've also begun to really apply the lessons I've needed to learn from such an unforgettable - and admittedly in many respects truly horrible past existence.
For now, I'll leave this off with saying, that probably the biggest lesson I've had to learn is, that the consequences of submitting to something morally wrong, in the end far outweigh the costs of saying no. The hardships, regret, and finally the death I suffered, and that others suffered as a result of my PL's ignorant and stubborn actions, to say the least, have left their mark on this life I now live.
I'll start off by saying it was definitely worth it. The session was very long and furnished a surprising amount of details on my last lifetime, including some I just verified in the last few days through historical records.
The session took me through my lifetime as a man in Germany from when I first joined the SS, through to the end of WWII and a few years after. I relived sitting in an office room talking to a man about "the new administration", coming home and speaking to my wife and children about the changes to come, my coming departure for training, and seeing my wife's uncertainty and hurt that I could never fully understand. And through all of the events that followed, as I experienced my first assignment in Auschwitz I in 1940 counting and distributing items of clothing and towels (later verified through research), onto Majdanek, witnessing - and being involved in cruelty and indescribable images my mind would refuse to fathom, watching my young daughter battle a long illness and eventually die, dealing with poor health (also verified) and unclean living conditions for myself and family, I still could never understand my wife's feelings, or my own.
I experienced a sense of paralysis and numbness through everything I did. Deep down I felt powerless, though I told myself I was making my own decisions. I never fully comprehended life - it was too scary and painful to try. If something felt wrong, I just mentally turned away from it as I continued to mechanically act through each circumstance, whether at home or work.
I've struggled off and on with such feelings for most of my current life, without a direct cause.
I was deeply unhappy and I knew it. Most of all, I was unhappy with myself.
To some extent that changed, temporarily when I finally got out of the camps and onto the front lines in 1944. I fought a retreating battle in a pine forest in Germany, later confirmed to be the battle of the Hürtgenwald, fought between German and American forces, where I was shot in the lower back and shoulder and later sent back to a camp. My despondency started to return, though I would find conditions in that camp (Flossenburg) to be somewhat more livable and in some ways "humane", compared to Majdanek and Auschwitz.
The last events of my life were recalled hazily, being captured, confined to cells and eventually hung. Previous video regressions and nightmares detailed that time more clearly.
I had already heavily suspected for years from earlier memories matching with research that the life I lived was that of Erich Mußfeldt, Oberschaarführer heading crematoriums in Auschwitz and Majdanek, but this regression provided verifiable details which seem to have confirmed it:
1. The timeline and years of events recalled match up with records.
2. His first assignment in Auschwitz was distributing items of clothing to camp personnel (see above).
3. I felt my past self to be in poor health during a time in which I was assigned to Majdanek. Recent research revealed that Mußfeldt was hospitalized for typhus right after his assignment to that camp.
4. Though further verification is needed, evidence points to Mußfeldt having fought in the Hürtgenwald after being transferred to the front lines. He was wounded on 5 February 1945 (after which he was recalled and assigned to Flossenburg), the same day a battle which matches the one I recalled and was wounded in took place.
Even though I've sensed for a long time that I've lived before (possibly many times), as the details came together over the last four years, it was about the last thing I expected to find. But since finding all of this out, I've been able to make sense of more things, both past and present, in my life than I ever could before. And since that regression, I've also begun to really apply the lessons I've needed to learn from such an unforgettable - and admittedly in many respects truly horrible past existence.
For now, I'll leave this off with saying, that probably the biggest lesson I've had to learn is, that the consequences of submitting to something morally wrong, in the end far outweigh the costs of saying no. The hardships, regret, and finally the death I suffered, and that others suffered as a result of my PL's ignorant and stubborn actions, to say the least, have left their mark on this life I now live.