I am lying on a massage table feeling very relaxed . It’s been a long journey to get here in more ways than one, but right at this moment I am ready to surrender to my sub-conscious and let go.
A colour film is unfolding in my mind’s-eye and I suddenly look down to see a pair of bare feet in brown leather sandals – a pair of large, hairy men’s feet and I realise they are mine!
I am walking through a dusty, sandy market place and the feet move in time with my body, which seems to be clothed in a white tunic tied at the waist.
Everywhere around me are market stalls with people busy selling food,wine, animals and brightly coloured material. It’s noisy and hot and very, very real.
I can still hear the gentle tones of the therapist’s voice nudging me forward….
I am suprised how my awareness is in two places at the same time and yet thousands of years apart.
I am a young man heading towards the harbour where a ship lies anchored. I should have said goodbye to my mother, but I know she would only be upset and try to stop me. I justify to myself that it is better this way.
I see a low, timber ceiling and hear creaking beams above and around me. It’s dark and hot and I feel a sense of excitement and adventure. Waves are slapping against the hull and know I am on board the ship.I turn to see the face of someone very familiar and I know them – I recognise their profile, their laugh, their tall stature and broad shoulders.
In that moment I realise we are in this lifetime together too, connected through friendship across eons of time.
The film rolls on and brings understanding to the question I asked at the beginning of the session…
I am making this journey into the past to understand a recurring theme in my current lifetime and gain insight into health issues that remain stubbornly unresolved. The answers are given to me with unswerving clarity as the phrase “my body conspires against me ” repeats in my mind.
I stand on a hill over looking the sea and watch a small group of people in the distance.
They are gathered in a circle and I see my mother with her head bowed, wearing black and being supported by a friend. I’m curious to see what is happening and in a split second I am amongst them before I realise what is happening.
No one sees me and no-one knows I am there as I stand before them looking into my own grave…
I feel nothing except the realisation that I am not just a physical body. I know I am no longer the young man who left his country and his family and drowned with his shipmates. It’s actually a liberating sensation and I understand why my sub-conscious has released this memory to me at this time and I surrender to this knowledge.
I am grateful I journalled my first experience of past-life regression all those years ago as the words I wrote became a healing tool to deepen my experience.
There are actions we may regret in life and consequences we might find hard to live with, but guilt, sadness and regret are heavy emotions and there comes a time when they need to be laid to rest.
As cryptic as that sounds, it made sense to me at that time and helped me initiate some necessary conversations that brought closure and peace. In this way, my experience of a distant past changed my future.
The most important and cathartic element to this experience was actually feeling the emotion of it all in my heart. Feeling the emotion allowed me to integrate the understanding and few therapies offer this unique opportuity to heal the past in this way.
You don’t have to believe in past-lives, reincarnation and karma to benefit from this therapy.If these concepts don’t fit comfortably within your belief system, you can approach the experience as uncovering ‘Aspects of the Self’.