I’ve got great grounds to cover when it comes to the topic of Past Life Regression. As a starter however, I thought I’d delve into one of my first personal experiences in the practice.
As this was a group exercise, I had no personal interaction or chance of exploration (which will be explained in a future case study where I had led my friend through a “past life”). To quickly give summary of the process; a trance is induced, and then age regression begins. The mind is asked to recall sensations and moments of the past, ideally in several iterations, each one being a ‘step’ leading deeper into recessed memory. (For example starting with immersing into a memory from 15 years old, then 10, then 3, then in the womb). From here a guided meditation takes place which leads into a ‘light vehicle’, which is brought out of the present life-reality and into a ‘purple mist’ – I assume this is meant to be simulated ‘hypnagogic imagery’ (similar to what flashes in our eyes on the precipice of sleep).
It is useful to enter the journey looking for an answer to a present day emotional conflict. For the sake of clarity and honesty, I’ll provide mine: I had entered looking to relieve myself of a ‘general dislike’ for the situation I found myself in and some issues with the company I had around me at the time.
When the short hypnagogic journey is complete, a descent is made from the void into the impressions and vision of the ‘past life’. (I’ll touch upon the process and provide instructions for this in the future, though for now I’ll simply focus on what happened for me).
Upon “opening my eyes” I found myself in a small room and took notice of my arms first – specifically the skin which was brown in color. The walls were stone-like, there was crudely made furniture such as wooden benches visible, and blankets of animal hide scattered about, also what stood out prominently as a centerpiece to the room was a stove. On the bench to my left were two children seated no older than 10 years old, and my wife stood in the middle of the room facing me.
The hypnotist guided us to bring our attention to a sense of hearing and to listen for our name – it was here I intervened with the regression by injecting conscious thought. (Something that you should not do in Hypnosis, and need to learn not to do). The first name which came to mind was ‘Mohamed’, which I consciously objected to given that I found it too generic or safe to assume given that I would not have been able to come up with many other names for the situation I found myself observing. I figuratively crossed my arms and was disconnecting from the trance until an alternate name would be given unto me, and I demanded one obscure enough to satisfy me in order to continue. The new name finally came through as ‘Hamir’.
Moving back into the trance, my attention was brought to the door where a mustached man had entered – I sensed “he’s breaking in”, and “he’s going to take me from them” (my family).
The hypnotist then did a ‘scene jump’, asking us to move our awareness out from the scene and into one at a different time to collect ‘more pieces’ from the life.
I was in an area foraging with one of my sons. I was teaching him what was edible from the plants we stood in front of and felt a great satisfaction and pride in being the guiding and instructing presence of my family.
I found myself then in a dusty alley, I was chained or attached to the wall and found myself in rough conditions. A beautiful woman sneaked toward me and provided me with a small bucket filled with water, which she allowed me to drink while cautiously looking out. I had no romantic connection to the woman, but felt deep sincerity for her kindness.
-Closing scene: observing death-
There were three or so men with me, their bodies bound to prevent them from escaping, tied to wooden structures erected in the rough desert. I too was tied, and a man stood over me with a massive rock in hand. He struck me across the face, my jaw shattered and my skull was collapsed with further impacts.
I raised into the light vehicle and hovered over my body, looking down at it. I began assessing the relationships – the faces in the life experienced flashed before my vision, the eyes of my wife, my children, my brother, the woman who brought me water, and ‘psychically’ I received messages from them which could not quite find words. I sent them a sentiment of love and rose to the clouds entering the light portal created by the hypnotist for us to return to present time.
The departing message from that ‘version’ of myself sent a message with deep reverberation which filled my whole being – “people used to be much worse”. Upon having ‘experienced’ the other life and feeling as though it had been ‘integrated’ into my memory as a lived experience, I felt that I couldn’t argue, and had no right to hold such disdain in present time for my predicament.
In “past lives” the characters are often representing current people from the ‘current life’ – a ‘sense’ of the current person is brought to awareness, and there’s usually something revealing in these connections the mind makes. Though disclosing the details of who the characters represented for me will not provide clarification or much of interest for you as a reader of this post.
What I found most interesting as a coincidence from my first regression that’s worth noting: when I had regained present awareness and allowed the ‘message’ to sink in, I found a sense of relief and my emotions felt clarified; my hatred seemed lifted; I felt lighter and more clear-headed than I had been in a long time.
Out of curiosity I then sought out the Gematria value for ‘Hamir’ using this site, and found it interesting that the Jewish Gematria was 128. Sharing the value 128 was ‘Thief’, ‘Hidden Agenda’, and ‘Mohamed’.
The ‘manifest content’ of the visions within “Past Life Regressions” I believe can be interpreted through Wilhelm Stekel’s Dream Interpretation methods. For example the attack to the lower portion of my face, this could be representing carrying stress in my jaw within my present life. (There are other personal symbols revealed to me, coded trauma and issues, though I’ll exclude them from this piece as well).
I’ll elaborate on the methods of interpretation of these visions in a future article where I’ll show how multiple manifestations of the same symptoms or root cause will appear across multiple lives. I am of the assumption that they will re-emerge as different interpretations until the issue is resolved in the body and mind respectively. (Others assume that these are ‘karmic patterns’ and that they need to ‘learn’ from the issue – though this seems flimsy, especially given how fantastical these visions can sometimes turn).