Oh, right, the details of my past lives...
This could be very long, but I'll try to keep it as short as possible. I won't tell about them in the order that I remembered them, but in the order that they happened.
In the Egypt life, all I have remembered so far is that my name was Kaiama, which I later discovered is the name of a place in Africa, which kind of freaked me out, because it's the first real proof I've had that the memories and regressions are real. I also was given the name of someone else from that life, who I also later found is a place in Africa. So, that was strange... I remembered the Egypt life only 2 years ago when I was 23.
I began remembering the viking life when I was 15, and I am still remembering details. I'm not actually sure where I was from. I just assumed Norway because my father's heritage is Norwegian, but it may have been Iceland or Greenland. Anyway, I was a mean guy [we all were], and I'm not proud of this at all, but while we were in Ireland, I raped a woman. I felt awful when I remembered it. I am actually an activist for rape awareness, and I even have my own cause called RISE [Rape Incest & Suicide Education] so it was a big shock to me. But, people change, obviously. Anyway, I was married to this woman I didn't like much, and I know it's probably hard to believe, but I was extremely close to one of my fellow viking men, and I think we might have been secretly in love. Anyway, this man who I was close to saved my life one night during a raid. It was raining, and a man stabbed me in the chest, from behind I believe, on my right side. My "friend" dragged me off into the trees a little, and pumped my chest [or at least that was what it felt like] because I had stopped breathing. Then I remember him saying something like "We promised to die together, at the same time. You're not allowed to die. Breathe." And I started breathing again. Everything was blurry, and I was lying in a puddle of my own blood. Anyway, then some time later, we were on our ship, and I think we were headed home from a raid, and a huge storm came. Everyone else was fighting it, but my "friend" and I just tied ourselves together with a rope, held onto the ledge, and looked at each other, knowing we were about to die. I remember sinking in the water, and seeing other vikings die around me, and I'm not sure about this but I think my "friend" got strangled by the rope we had tied around ourselves, so I'm pretty sure he died of strangulation. But yes, very scary life.
In the next life I was an Irish woman, which I think was karma, because I had raped that Irish woman in the previous life. Anyway, all I remember from that life was my wedding, my son, and my husband dying of illness. I remembered in my first regression when I was 16, wetting a cloth and putting it to my dying husband's forehead. Then when I was 23 I did a regression on my fiance at the time, and he remembered the same exact thing, without me having told him. So I guess that was him. But anyway, after he died, I walked into a body of water, and drowned myself.
I remembered the Native American life in my first regression also, when I was 16. All I really remember is coming home from hunting or gathering or something, with my lover and possibly a child, and our village was burning. All of the tepees were on fire, and none of our clan could be found. And these "pale men" as I described them were standing waiting for us with "sticks in
the air" [probably guns] and shouting at us in a foreign language [probably English]. Then there was a man waving his cross in the air, and pretty soon after that, the therapist had to get me out of there because I was breathing heavy.
The next life was probably the most disturbing one. I was born somewhere in America around the 1920's, and I had a twin sister. She and I got into practicing magic, and we had a spot in the woods we would go to practice. One night, I wanted to go see this boy I liked, but my sister [Emily] made me come with her to our spot in stead. We lit a fire in a clearing in the woods, and began practicing magic. I'm still not sure what came out of the woods, but whatever it was, it was big and hairy and had sharp teeth and claws. It grabbed Emily and started eating her, and dragging her into the woods. In stead of trying to help, I ran back toward our house. When I got there and told my mom [or aunt or caretaker - not sure] what had happened, she got mad at
me for running. Emily had always been everybody's favorite. They blamed me for her death. Also, I was raped as a child in this life. I must have been pretty young because I tried to hide under the kitchen table, which didn't work so well... Anyway, later, due to those 2 experiences, I was sent to an insane asylum until I was 18 years old. After I was released, I joined an acting group, which took me to England and France. I also met a fellow actress who I fell in love with. I began doing films, and Vanessa [my lover] stayed with stage. Eventually, the nazis found out we were 2 women in a relationship, and they beat her to death while I watched. I was then shot.
Anyway, I guess that's pretty much it. I hope no one thinks I'm crazy! Thank you for reading
<3 Lotus Rain.
) and since you was in an insane asylum I think it's interesting whether parts of the memory would have been influenced by your past persona's mental illness?
And yes, families can be insane in themselves. And I didn't mention this earlier, but my family in that life did seem pretty "well to do" so yeah... Oh, and I remember only being about 5 when I was raped, and my sister dying when we were like 10 or 11 or 12. So the rape actually happened before she died.