I have been curious about past lives for a long time. At times, I have felt simply guided to books through which I was able to expand on what little I already knew. It is a topic I never seem to bore of. Finally, about a year ago I went to have a regression. The woman used visual imagery rather than deep hypnosis. She told me to start out in a room, go through a door then down some stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, I would be able to stop and look at my feet presumably in a past life. Thing is, I never felt ready to get to the bottom. In my vision, I just kept going. I could tell in her voice that she was surprised I was not yet in a past life so I tried to force it. This didn't work out too well and I became extremely uncomfortable and anxious. I practically ran out of there and she was quite surprised with it as well, said it had never happened before. This experience turned me off for some time to past lives and I felt quite abandoned. Eventually, I stumbled upon something else, I don't remember what, but once again, I was reading about past lives and wondering about my own. I have always had trouble with meditation and after the experience with the visual imagery, I wanted something a little different. This time, I spoke with someone who claims to be able to tell you about your past lives. I asked about my husband and I, what experiences we have had together. It was a sentimental question really, just curiosity. She began to tell me about a not entirely pleasant experience we had had together then told me some things about my husband's nature. She asked me if this sounded like him and honestly, it did not at all, if he was that way, he is not now in this life. She was surprised, said that she had never had this happen and would refund my money. It was such an unpleasant experience and I am far more uncomfortable with the way I was, or I felt dismissed, than anything that she said about my past life with my husband. So, if you have read this far, I thank you - I know this is a rather long post. My question is could it be that am I just not supposed to know? In which case, why can't I move on? I always feel drawn back to reincarnation and am so curious about my own past but every try turns out miserably. Any input would be much appreciated.