Using a self guided regression I was transported to a large white house. It was very boxy and large, like a mansion. Behind it was the side of a cliff, as though the house sat the the bottom and if you looked up there was a wall of rock about 50 feet high. To the right ofbthe house was a large oak tree and steps to the top of the rock wall. I got the feeling it led to crop fields.
I fully expected to walk into the front of the house, through the front door, but as the regression guide led me, I ended up at the back of the house. There were stone steps leading to a wooden screen door. A hose or rope was coiled up outside. As I entered the house I realized I was in the kitchen. It was a dark hallway. To my right was the kitchen. It had a window and light was pouring it. It was a gally kitchen with copper pots hanging on the wall in the hallway. I walked ahead and was in the diningroom. It was formal, deep red fabrics and mahogany. There was a china cabinet. I got the impression I wasn't to go any further. I looked down and was wearing a grey dress and apron. I realized I was a house slave. My work was in the kitchen and j lived in part of the house.
The regression guide directed me to my room, which was a very small area with only a narrow bed and plain wall mirror. I looked in the mirror and saw myself as a black woman. I was wearing a grey dress and apron and my hair was pulled back, maybe braided. I was very pretty, with smooth skin.
The regression guide took me back to the home where I grew up. It was a small wooden shack near some fields. I got the feeling that place was owned by someone else and my parents were owned as well. I got the impression that they worked in the fields and as I got older I was selected to work in the house because of my looks.
Thats all I could recall.
I fully expected to walk into the front of the house, through the front door, but as the regression guide led me, I ended up at the back of the house. There were stone steps leading to a wooden screen door. A hose or rope was coiled up outside. As I entered the house I realized I was in the kitchen. It was a dark hallway. To my right was the kitchen. It had a window and light was pouring it. It was a gally kitchen with copper pots hanging on the wall in the hallway. I walked ahead and was in the diningroom. It was formal, deep red fabrics and mahogany. There was a china cabinet. I got the impression I wasn't to go any further. I looked down and was wearing a grey dress and apron. I realized I was a house slave. My work was in the kitchen and j lived in part of the house.
The regression guide directed me to my room, which was a very small area with only a narrow bed and plain wall mirror. I looked in the mirror and saw myself as a black woman. I was wearing a grey dress and apron and my hair was pulled back, maybe braided. I was very pretty, with smooth skin.
The regression guide took me back to the home where I grew up. It was a small wooden shack near some fields. I got the feeling that place was owned by someone else and my parents were owned as well. I got the impression that they worked in the fields and as I got older I was selected to work in the house because of my looks.
Thats all I could recall.
