That's the funny (I don't know if funny is the word) thing...On my first regression therapy I saw myself as a head of a family who sold out on his entire village to save his skin. He then watched from behind the trees as all the people he knew, including his family, were executed in front of...
Well, to be honest, I never really had a vision of me in that place specifically; it's always been more about the feelings I get when I'm there, when I think about it or even see a picture. So I'm not sure of my age then...
The sense of suffocating came right as I saw the rock in the PLR...
I apologize for posting a new thread - I didn't know where it would go.
I've always had moments in my life when my dreams seemed more like memories than actual dreams. I'd remember every single detail afterwards too, to the point that my mom bought me a journal to record my memories from those...