I had a regression at 18 and this is what I found out:
Most recently I was in a Middle Eastern country - lots of sand - my uncle owned an auto garage and there were beat up cars everywhere - I think it was the early days of automobiles.
My sister died during childbirth and I raised her daughter as my own, I never married and made a living selling textiles at a market. The happiest day I had was when my niece got married and I died alone in my bed.
Before that I was British aristocracy, married to a Duke with 3 children. I had a daughter named Julia and 2 sons, the youngest was named Percy and I do not know the eldest sons name. My death in this life came a bit more tragically - arsenic poisoning. When I was an old woman bound to a wheelchair of some sort, my son Percy's wife put arsenic in my tea and I died alone.
I know from personal memories that I also lived in the British Isles in the 1500s and I feel such a yearning to go back there that I literally get homesick for a place that I have never seen.
Any advice on self regressions?
-V
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