Hi All, One of my favorite memories of my regression with Carol was the recollection of the transition between one plane and the next. To put it in context, I (my soul) was just leaving one life. My favorite lifetime so far. I was quite sad about leaving that body and life, I even said out loud, "I will miss her, I want to do it all over again, with her." I had the distinct sense that I could hang out for as long as I wanted. I did not know what was waiting beyond for me, specifically but somehow I did, without truly KNOWING, if that makes any sense. In other words, I felt like how you or I would feel if we said, "I've never been there before but I'm taking a road trip up North" we might have a destination in mind but we don't know what we'll see or experience along the way, which, ostensibly, is why we do it, as travelers. Anyway, I only "hung out" for a few minutes and by "hang out" I really mean I hovered, my soul wished her heart peace, and then in literally one thought, I was whisked away. Not in a time warp, sucked down the wormhole kind of way, more like a parasailing, floating kind of way. There wasn't a tunnel, or a light specifically that I can recall at the moment. It was more like being guided, almost pulled, gently by the center of my being, at at the same time riding on a giant guiding hand. (I know how insane that sounds, so bare with me). It was basically one of those moments where you wipe your tears, take a big sniffle of your nose, dust your knees off and pull yourself together. I wasn't breathing, I wasn't alive and I wasn't dead. I was floating and the first memory I have after leaving my mourning space was being gently guided through actual outer space. This is big because in this lifetime I've always been afraid of outer space. During this, it was incredibly serene. I recall specifically not feeling cold, not feeling hot, just being okay. Not overjoyed, not some feeling of dread, just being completely present. At one point, I looked to my left and saw the "yawning endless expanse" and not being afraid, just feeling present. I recall seeing the horizon between light and dark except it wasn't a horizon as you would see when looking out in the ocean. It was a break between space and light. Not the light of the stars of planets, the edge of space and something else. It wasn't a clear line, I saw where the light was coming from and then it gradually got lighter and lighter and I felt more full of light. No other sensations, not warmer, not colder, nothing like that...more like filled with liquid presence. There weren't any gates, greeters, spiritual gurus, nothing like that. Just moving gently from one space to the next without fear and weirdly, with a sense of control. So, there's that. ;-) I still feel strange realizing all of this. Anybody else have any experiences they can share that ring somewhat familiar?