I had my first-ever past-life regression and this is what it was like!
Earlier this evening I had my first-ever past-life regression with the wonderful u/fionaharris and I wanted to share how fascinating and transcendant the experience was -- especially for those of you who have never been through one and are curious as to what it's like.
I had a broad intention with this regression, and that was to generally try to understand why I'm so drawn to the country of Spain, and why I pick up the language and customs so easily even though by all accounts they should be completely foreign to me.
Now before I get into the experience itself, I have to say (and fiona will corroborate this) that I wasn't sure I could actually be hypnotized. Everything I know about hypnosis comes from those silly stage shows where the host is like "imagine you're a chicken!" and you go into chicken mode. It's not like that at all.
Instead, imagine you're watching a really good movie. You're aware of what's going on around you, that you're on your couch or whatever and your spouse is talking to you from another room but you're totally engrossed in this movie. And it's not just that you're watching it but there are sounds, smells and tastes too.
Before we began I only had one question, and it was -- how do I know if it's a past life or my imagination on overdrive? Because my brain does not shut up, ever. And I found out that the difference is what is shown to you in your past life comes to you like flashes of memory, and they're all so much fuller than anything your imagination could create.
Like if I said to you right now, "Imagine a yellow cup". You'd probably imagine something superficial - a yellow cup on a table or something. But your past life, you can see the depth of the cup, the area around it, the fact that it has coffee in it and you can smell it and you hear people talking in the background... it's so much deeper than what your imagination can create and it's so FAST, In my case it was a little bit nebulous at first but then scenes would form.
And they weren't anything I'd have imagined for myself. If I had my way, I'd imagine myself as a rich king or something. Nope. When Fiona asked me what year it was and where I was, it was MY voice but it clear-as-day answered "1410, Fontellas, Navarre."
My username might be loves_spain but I know very little about Navarre. I know it's in the north/north east. I've never been there. I have never heard of Fontellas. When I emerged into that life, I was 9 or 10 years old, male (I'm female in this life)and the first thing I remember was the smell. It smelled like mud and animals. I was at a market and I was going to sell goats. I really liked going to the market to see all of the goods they had.
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Even after I passed away, I remember having to wait in a space that was warm and comforting. I had to wait there to sort of process the frustration and anger. Someone like a teacher or guide would come to get me and we would talk about it, but I'd get to see everyone's perspective and not just mine. I saw how my wife needed comfort when I was mad about her being in pain. I saw my son needed someone to just hear him out rather than me being so obstinate that I was right just because I was the head of the household. I saw all their points of view and I felt so terrible that I had let my frustrations cloud my senses to the point where it cost me my life.
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