kemetic18
Senior Registered
I've been trying out self-regression CDs in hopes of learning a bit more about some of my other past lives and I think I discovered some interesting memories.
I was walking through a very nice English manor house and down a huge staircase. There were tapestries on the walls which were white and the surface uneven (like plaster?) and I was running my hand along a wide banister. It seemed like there was a balcony of some sort on the 2nd level that looked down to the 1st floor. I was a young woman and I liked the house very much and I would pretend it was mine.
At first I didn't understand this but then I was then in the kitchen putting wood on a fire and I realized I was a maid or servant. My clothes were simple, dark and felt very heavy. There was a large woman yelling at me for being slow.
Then I was in the huge bedchamber of the manor house with the lord (?). I felt very smug that his wife didn't know what was going on and that maybe I wouldn't always be a servant. I sensed that while I wasn't necessarily a bad person...I certainly wasn't very nice.
It seemed like I was eventually released from working in the manor house or maybe sent away but I'm not sure. I then was walking through a city with crowded narrow streets and buildings that hung over the road below. There were people everywhere and animals and filth and constant noise. I went into a tavern or inn and I think a family member worked there or maybe owned it. I saw myself going there both during the day and at night when the windows glowed from inside. My memories seem to jump around a lot and I tried to concentrate on who/what was inside the tavern but couldn't get it.
Then I was walking along a dirt road through the country on a bright sunny day. To my right was a little stone wall and beyond cows grazing in a very green field. I was carrying a baby in my arms and I was very sick. I had a very urgent thought I kept repeating about having to get out of the city and go into the country far away. I was staggering and walking was hard. I was sweating profusely, my clothes were drenched, and finally I collapsed against the stone wall. The baby was screaming and wailing and my last thought was 'what a waste. and no one will save the baby because of his dead mother.' When I had this memory I tried to concentrate very hard on a year and the year 1528 popped into my head.
I'd like to learn more about this life but there doesn't seem much that can be verified. I *think* the lord called me "Nan" but I guess it also could have been "Ann".
I was walking through a very nice English manor house and down a huge staircase. There were tapestries on the walls which were white and the surface uneven (like plaster?) and I was running my hand along a wide banister. It seemed like there was a balcony of some sort on the 2nd level that looked down to the 1st floor. I was a young woman and I liked the house very much and I would pretend it was mine.
At first I didn't understand this but then I was then in the kitchen putting wood on a fire and I realized I was a maid or servant. My clothes were simple, dark and felt very heavy. There was a large woman yelling at me for being slow.
Then I was in the huge bedchamber of the manor house with the lord (?). I felt very smug that his wife didn't know what was going on and that maybe I wouldn't always be a servant. I sensed that while I wasn't necessarily a bad person...I certainly wasn't very nice.
It seemed like I was eventually released from working in the manor house or maybe sent away but I'm not sure. I then was walking through a city with crowded narrow streets and buildings that hung over the road below. There were people everywhere and animals and filth and constant noise. I went into a tavern or inn and I think a family member worked there or maybe owned it. I saw myself going there both during the day and at night when the windows glowed from inside. My memories seem to jump around a lot and I tried to concentrate on who/what was inside the tavern but couldn't get it.
Then I was walking along a dirt road through the country on a bright sunny day. To my right was a little stone wall and beyond cows grazing in a very green field. I was carrying a baby in my arms and I was very sick. I had a very urgent thought I kept repeating about having to get out of the city and go into the country far away. I was staggering and walking was hard. I was sweating profusely, my clothes were drenched, and finally I collapsed against the stone wall. The baby was screaming and wailing and my last thought was 'what a waste. and no one will save the baby because of his dead mother.' When I had this memory I tried to concentrate very hard on a year and the year 1528 popped into my head.
I'd like to learn more about this life but there doesn't seem much that can be verified. I *think* the lord called me "Nan" but I guess it also could have been "Ann".
) so I was surprised that I was able to get anything from it.
At no point do you 'loose control', you are perfectly able to stop whenever you want to and you are completely aware of your surroundings at all times. If you are afraid that you might encounter unpleasant memories there are several things you can do. In guided regressions you are usually given advice as what to do if you remember something unpleasant. Either change location, go forward in time, go back to the starting point (e.g. some guided regressions uses a tranquil garden as a starting point). If you want to face the unpleasant memory you can also change perspective and decide to see it from a neutral third perspective, like watching a movie.