Recent regressions/memories

[Hippy16]

I havnt posted any of my regressions in some time, so i thought i would post and see what you guys thought.

April 7th regression( i dont think i ever posted this memory, but that was the date i did it)

-first thing i was in texas with my dads aunt, and we were getting sea shells on the beach. i was about 6?. then i was in pittsburgh at my grandmas old house, and i touched the paneling on the house and it was rough. and inside i got a popsickle out of the freezer. i was maybe 5? i seen my uncle in the kitchen.

then as its taking me back to the "garden" im getting this old flashback of a store, i dont know what it was, but the year 1974 popped in my head.

then it takes me to the mirror, and i am pulled to the year 1961 for about a second, then im standing at my door (the same house from the life as the woman) and im just standig there, real close. and the door is really vivid. and its real dark wood, and im just standing there, then im inside, in the kitchen. i see the year is 1941. im in the kitchen, and i made a meat loaf, or a roast or something for dinner. Its really small, but it smells good. and im looking for the pepper, and im getting really mad, and im slamming cubbords and drawers and im getting really upset, i dont know why. so then its later that night or someother night. and theres just a light on. its dark. and im cleaning the counters, furiosly. then i hear mama mama mommy mommy!! so i run and my daughter is by the front door,(she looks about 12) and i start crying, i cant control myself, i feel happy, sad i dont know. so my "husband" is at the top of the stairs and i get up and run upthe stairs, and we are yelling, and my daughter is crying and he grabs my wrist together and sqeezes really hard, and im crying and trying to get away. then he hits me in the face 3 times and in real life i actually like flinch, and then he hits me in the stomach (my stomach hurts in real life as soon as he does that). he has a white undershirt on, and a dark coat like thing, and looks really scraggly. and i smell alchohol really really strong in real life too. so i get away and im running and half way down i fall onto my one knee and i get down the stairs and run into the kitchen and im running the water, and im like leaning on the sink, trying to catch my breath, and then it ends.

So this memory was kind of a downer, so i put off regressing for a little while. until recently

July, 2,2006 regression

this time the induction part worked really well, i felt very distant and gone, if that makes any sense. so im at my house again, and i go in. and theres a little girl( my duaghter) at the top of the steps laughing, and laying down just looking down. i look around. and go into the kitchen. its sunny outside, and hot in the house. i go to the far back bedroom upstairs, there are 2 beds with a table in between. the room is square with a zig zag wall sort of. i think it was a closet. there was a window. the date was septemember 1943. i had on a white dress and black shoes. i felt prettier than i did in the other regressions. oh yeah i also found a picture on the wall downstairs. which was so weird cuase it looked like an old old picture, but it was new. it was me in the middle, with my duaghter in front of me, and my husband behind me. i felt happy looking at it.

then to my job, where nothing special happened. the windows were dirty thats all i noticed.

then to my house as a child. it was 1916 and i had on a raggy off white dress and no shoes. im not sure how old, maybe 9 or 10. my mom was there, and i vividly saw this one chair. wooden with a unique pattern as the cushion. then i was walking down this dirt road all alone, and it was sunny, i kept walking and walking, and there was this man with a burlap sack on his head with eyes cut out, and i screamed and ran back to the house. im not sure what happened there but i felt too scared in real life to let the memory happen. then at my house my mom was there again and i noticed her hair. and she told me to "figure it out, and i have to figure it out on my own, no one can tell me" whatever that meant...

then it took me to a sad memory, im in my kitchen i have a black checkered dress on. and im washing dishes, and my husband comes up behind me drunk, and grabs my waste and trys to kiss me, and then i pull away and he pushes me into the fridge, when i get up he knocks me down again and i hit my face on the wall between the kitchen and living room, im crying and trying to scramble away. then he gets on top of me in the living room. and i just pull away from the memory. and im just watching this happen. and it tells me to ask why is this happening, and "your simply learning" pops up. and it said its not a punishment, im learning.

then to my happy memory its the 20's and im young. and i have this hat on over my hair. and a black dress. and im smoking at the bar. and theres alot of people. and then i go outside talking to a few people, and we laugh. then i go back inside and sit down. then it was over. i didnt feel that happy though.

thats all from that one. Its seems I have a little more control over what i see and dont see. twice i pulled away from a bad memory. i dont know why, normally i experience every memory, now i am pulling away. i dont know what the deal was with the man with the burplap sack on his head. where did that come from? also i wonder why i now went to the backbedroom as my bedroom, instead of the first one like i normally did. i really have no idea where i slept. and why was there was 2 beds. also every memory involving my "husband" is a bad one. OHH i just remembered as i was leaving the house, i yelled the name Charley clear as day. freaked me out.I wonder if that is his name or not. and why cant i get my own name. anyways yeah even the first memory with this guy in it, he was just on the floor and i freaked out. but we looked like a happy family in the picture on the wall.

 

[Hippy16]

my post was too long so... heres the rest

So i havnt tried it again since then, i kind of feel done. atleast for now. I dont really want to keep experiencing these abusive scenes with my husband, ( wow sounds weird saying that...husband) But the name Charley came so quickly and easily, im almost positive that was his name. But in one regression i saw a different man in my house, but i know we wernt married, but i really enjoyed that memory. i dont know if perhaps i was having an affair with him, but i got the feeling that he died at war. the more and more i get out of this life, the more i feel like, that was such a depressing life, i dont know what i could have been learning. I just have these feelings of hopelessness when i think of that life. i felt like i was stuck with a duaghter in a loveless abusive marriage, where i felt..i cant even explain it. just, i wasnt happy with that my life.

Im sure that was long and boring, but any feedback, or comments would be great. I like to hear what others think about all of this. and what about my new control over my memories? has anyone else experienced that? normally i just see it. and it doesnt go away until the regressionist on the cd tells me to..

 

[curious_girl]

Heavy stuff...

Regression tapes don't work for me, so I'm glad I didn't see all the bad bad parts of my past.
I've already seen enough in my dreams and flash backs.
And I'm also glad that I wasn't married in my past life,
otherwise I could have been an abusive husband as well.
At least theoretically.

The good thing about depressing past life memories is that we are able to make
better decisions in this life.
Not to drink for instance or not to let people use ad abuse us.

Past life memories are sometimes life lessons we can learn within 30 minutes.
Normally it would take half a life time.
But sometimes I feel really sorry for my past life self,
because there's no one who really cares about him.
There's no one willing to help him and still he has to live through all the trouble and pain.

It also makes me wonder if it's possible to lead the kind of life that makes us happy.
Because sometimes the circumstances are so complicated and depressing
that it's very hard to "learn" anything from it and to change the course.

Well, life is learning and it isn't always easy.

Curious Girl.

 

[Hippy16]

hmm yeah i guess your right.

I would like to hear more of your past life, im sure you have posted here, ill read up some.

I wonder if this could be why spousal abuse has always enraged me. but not so much the man abusing the wife, the wife staying there. i always catch myself thinking, why is she so stupid, why doesnt she just leave, but then i can somehow relate to the weakness felt, like, where could i go, what could i do, and then that feeling that maybe you deserve it, or you need him for somereason. I can relate, but i still just am like, get out!!! but then again, i didnt, or as far as i know i didnt. my memories with him go to 1943, and my death was in the early 1950's. so i assume i never escaped the marriage. But still its so weird i think back to the first regression when i first seen him, i got this overwhelming terrified feeling, and i didnt even know who he was. cuase at the time i still thought this other man, who was in the military, who i had one memory of us kissing was my husband. but he wasnt.

But im sure i loved him at some point, i wish i could get a happy memory with him. all the ones i get, hes drunk, or we are fighting. i want to go back to the beginning. i wonder, if my one memory from the summer when i was a young teenager i was with freinds watching the boys play baseball, if the one boy i remember was him. i can see his face clearly, but im not sure if it was my husband or not. i never thought about that until just now. hmm.

 

[vicky]

Do you know how you died in the early 50's? I was wondering if Charlie killed you or if you know yet.
Vicky

 

[Hippy16]

No I dont think he killed me.I mean yes her terrifies me in the memories, but when i think about the memories, oddly enough i still feel some love for him. I just think he had alot of problems and used alchohol as his solution,and id just be in the wrong place at the wrong time.I know we must have had some happy memories.
From my memories from my death, i am just in a hospital bed, i have one memory where i went into convulsions. Im not sure what i had, or what killed me.Im thinking perhaps a stroke which i survived but never fully recovered, or something. But i know it was long and drawn out. I think i was very happy to just finnally let go. But the "hospital" i never get a date, but i am not old, so i am guessing 1948-1952. sometime between then.

 

[Hippy16]

My first memory...

...from my 60's life?

Well let me recap my past life experiences, for the past 2 years or so i have used hypnotic regression to explore my past life. when i first did it i expected to go to a 60's life. but instead i went to the life of a woman who lived from the early 1900's until the very late 1940's (1947-49?). and i have regressed probably over 30 times and each time i always go to that life, and learn a little more, or sometimes explore a previous memory further, etc.

anyways the other day, i decided to regress. and i layed there and fell under quickly, and deeply, and drifted off. and woke up before the cd ended. so i sat up a little angry it didnt work yet again, so with my candles already lit, i lit an incense, and turned on my lava lamp, and my fiber optic lamp, and turned the oldies station on. each song they played was perfect, and with the lights flickering and the smog of incense filling my room i was overpowered with nostalgia. I kept having semi flashacks, of this house, a boarding house, and the room. and there was a bed, and chairs, and people. then i had a vivid flashback of a young girl, about 16, in a red dress, and dark brown hair, kind of down but piled up a bit. kneeling on the ground lighting a candle, with records all around.

now this is weird. becuase the girl i saw was dressed in 60's style clothes, but not what i view as typical steriotypical 60's, you know bellbottoms, tie dye, so if it was just a daydream thats what i would have seen. But i saw this mod type girl, i strongly sensed the year 1965. and i had a feeling of like, i dont know its hard to explain. Like i feel things are starting to change, and with the music, and just everything was changing. But i really dont know, i normally dont take my flashbacks as real, but im just not sure.

I also cant believe I would have been a woman again, but it does make sense I guess. I really wish my regressions would take me there. does anyone have any suggestions how to steer my mind to take my to my most recent life, and not the one before?

 

[tiltjlp]

Interesting flashback Hippy. I was a senior in high school in the Midwest in 1965, and I can tell you that bell bottom jeans and tie-dye weren't as widespread as many people think. Tends and fads always started on the coasts, moved to Chicago, and then slowly filtered to the rest of the country. While there were some folks in Cincinnati who did wear the latest styles, there weren't that many, since the schools had strict dress codes. About the trendiest I ever got was wearing paisley flowered denim shirts, and that wasn't until the early 70s. So just because the styles weren't hippy enough shouldn't rule out that your flashback could be valid.

John

 

[Kay]

Hi

I think it is great that your perservered with your regressions and you have been able to get some more insight into this past life.

I also cant believe I would have been a woman again, but it does make sense I guess. I really wish my regressions would take me there. does anyone have any suggestions how to steer my mind to take my to my most recent life, and not the one before?

I am sorry I don't have any suggestion for you on how to focus on this last life and not the previous one before it.
I would be interested to hear anyones suggestions for this too.
A thought that I have is that we learn about certain lives at a time when we are ready too. I wondered if it could be possible that maybe there are factors in this other live that you have come up, that you need to be aware of or resolve first in order to help you better understand the last one when you do explore it, and if this might be the reason why you are going to the earlier one and not the last one.
This was just a possibility I thought about and could be completely off base. You are the only one who can know if this is a likely possibility. Good luck with your exploring.

Kind Regards
Kay

 

[deborah]

HI Hippy16,

Caribbean Queen has a good point. Maybe your subconscious is trying to show you what led you to your next life. Maybe - what happened before - will help you understand what happened next.

 

[Hippy16]

Yeah I agree, that would make sense to go to a earlier life than the most recent. I guess i just need to have patience. Seeing as what i learned from my first regression, and all i have learned since have opened my eyes to the life i lead, and even why I am certian ways now. Just like during a regression, and even now, i feel aprehensive of exploring my 60's life. I mean I want to, but then on the other hand i feel like i shouldnt yet. almost like i should just let it be.

Tilt: yeah i know what you mean, i actually kind of think it made my flashback seem more real. Its still so clear in my mind.

 

[SPRING]

Hi Hippy,

I think most of us usually see one pl in particular and not necessary a recent one. I think it is maybe because your current life reflect a lot of that older lifetime, maybe the main lessons to be learn are from an older life.
Maybe you are again with the same people from that 1920 lifetime and there are critical things you need to change or learn from.

I really am not sure, it was a mystery for me to. But after a serious of memories from one lifetime I was able to understand what was so important.
Also possible there are events and thoughts in your current time which relate to the life time you keep seeing.


For a long time all I wanted to find out was about my most recent life and mainly all that came to me was older lives (I still finds it extremely dificult to get anything clear from my most recent life). Most of my memories came mainly from the one just before the previous one and another one from 200 years ago. I still do not know how each life led to another, Even though Caribbean Queen did bring a great point.


What I will suggest you to do is to let your 1920 life memories to just come to you when you regress, enjoy the fact you are having a successful session.

 

[Hippy16]

regression: speaking, dates?

Well I regressed a few minutes ago, and came out with a few new things.

First off the minute the tape said past life, my head got really pressurized, I mean not like a headache like my whole head was in a vice grip. It was too much. Then I kept seeing like an arm with a shirt, it was a paisley shirt blue with light brown paisley design but then it all started swirling and kept going around and around. Also there was a newspaper on the table there and it started doing the same thing, actually it grew and covered the walls, and created like a jigsaw with the swirling chunks of the shirt pattern. Also there were candles in the room and they became extremely bright. But I felt like in a weird state of mind, like dejavu kinda like I was in a weird place in my mind, its hard to explain. It took me like a minute to clear that memory. Even as I went to the next scene the images lingered for a bit. My post was edited the first time for saying what i think this was all about, but you can PM me if you have any input.

So then I am back at the house from the other regressions,and my daughter is in the kitchen again. Oh and I’m looking for the lute box? (loot box) I don’t know. Then I go into the bathroom upstairs and it’s dirty, and I step inside the tub there’s a small window there. Then in my bedroom I say the bed is soft out loud. And also the date I said out loud Sunday August 19 1945, I also said I was 36.(after the regression I looked it up, and that date really occurred, Sunday, august 19th, 1945 really exhisted!)



Then it took me to my job, and I see the mailboxes (like the wall mailboxes), i think i collected the mail and distributed it. I think the place I worked had something to do with the war perhaps, collecting letters, or sending things out? Maybe, it was quick. Also back in my house I said I had black something heels. I had a certain name. And my hair was underpinned. I’m not sure if that’s a true thing or not.

Then it took me to my childhood I go, and I say “there’s my moms flowers, my moms garden”. then my mom inside and she has a long heavy dress, and I see her boots. so then i say "i want to go to town, and then i say dreshlers drugs". But then it says to leave.

Then It takes me to the unhappy memory, I’m in my house its 1939, my daughter is 7 years old and I’m by her bed and she’s sick, really sick. I have a rag on her forehead. Then Charles comes in and I say "we have to take her to the doctor, call the doctor, call the doctor" and he says "we cant, shell be ok" and i say she has something with an "s", i want to say strept throat, but I don’t know what it was called.

Then to the happy memory I’m down in front of, i forgot the name of the bar now. Jardons/Dresdons I cant remember. But anyways I’m there with Samuel. and I say "Sam lets go" and were happy and playing around. Its 1920 something i can’t remember the exact year I saw now. But I’m in my early 20s. 19 or 20 im not sure. but im happy, and smiling. it was nice. I comment on his brown hair, I say something like "oh brown hair" I’m not sure who this guy is, he’s a new one. I feel this person is in my life now, but as a girl. Just a feeling I have.

So at the reunion I see Richard again, and we talk. cant remember what was said. i see my mom, and she says something too. so then i try and move to my next life on my own...so i am in 1954. I ask myself how old I am and I say 5 in a kids voice. i see a little girl in a dress. But then before that its 1952 and I see a boy with blonde hair in a blue pajamas thing. so I move forward quick and its 1965 and I have a sweater on, or whoever the girl is. Then its 1973 and I have these jeans on and a plaid shirt. then its 1984 and i have a perm and dark hair.(actually I think that was my mom now) Then I see September 7th 1986. and I say it out loud. i am assuming its the day I died.....

sooo I find a pregnancy calculator online. And according to it, if I was conceived on September 7th, I would have been due on May 30th...in this life I was born May 29th 1987...I am still in shock over all of this.

I have to say these few small details really proves this to me. i mean. it cant just be lucky guesses. I don’t care about proving it to anyone, my parents, my friends, or anyone. I care about proving it to myself, and until today I probably did 90-95%. Now I don’t know. I don’t think what I saw from the few flashes from the 50's and 60's are true but I don’t know. Oh yeah i saw the same house I saw a long time ago. It reminds me of my house on ft Knox, but different. Also my name started with an L...?

Sorry for such a long post. But that’s all i have to say. I’m still kind of digesting all of this. and i found that writing it, either here, or in a blog, or just on a pad of paper it helps me go over everything and well digest it fully. I also found it weird that I spoke outloud this time, usually I am silent.

I also had another odd scene during the regression, but it was also edited. So i will stay vague, have any of you ever seen something in a regression that you just kind of bypassed? like at first i assumed "oh thats not real" by later that night i was thinking about it, and i actually got tears in my eyes, and perhaps it was a true event but it was too painful to deal with at the time. even know i dont want to think about it.

Edited

 

[Ailish]

Hiya Hippy,

Then in my bedroom I say the bed is soft out loud. And also the date I said out loud Sunday August 19 1945, I also said I was 36.(after the regression I looked it up, and that date really occurred, Sunday, august 19th, 1945 really exhisted!)

What a cool validation! I love it when unexpected things happen to confirm what I've seen

I'd love to hear about any other validations you receive! Sounds like an interesting life.

I also found it weird that I spoke outloud this time, usually I am silent.

Don't worry -- that's not so unusual. I do it frequently

have any of you ever seen something in a regression that you just kind of bypassed?

There are definitely things that I prefer to steer clear of -- but I believe that if they come up -- we are meant to deal with them and move on. Tough work, but well worth it!


Ailish