Past Life with Age Regression

While in deep hypnosis I lifted her arm and with suggestion told her to go back to her most current past life. When her arm plopped down she found herself in a tent. She was in a fairly small tent with her father. She noticed that there were animal skins covering the floor like a carpet. I gave her a few moments of silence so she could become acclimated to where she had just arrived and all of a sudden she proclaims, “I’m not in a tent, I’m in a teepee.  I’m an Indian!” I had her describe her surroundings inside this teepee asking her about her father and she replied with a smile that she loves him. I then asked her for the year, asking for it one number at a time. She gave me the numbers, 1, 8, 2, 6, - 1826! I asked which country she was in or where she was living in the world but she didn’t know. I then lifted her arm up and asked her to go one month into the future. When her arm hit the couch she became vary happy. I asked where she was and she said, “I’m naked. Wow, I’m so beautiful.” She was looking down at herself and saw herself bathing in a river, no one else was around. She kept going on and on about how beautiful she was with this big smile on her face.

I then decided to go back a little further, “When your arm plops on down I want you to go back, way back again in the memory of mind. I want you to go back to the person you were before this life as a female Indian.” Once I released her arm her demeanor visibly changed. I asked her where she was and what she was doing. In this life she was the wife of a senator, very proper, very rich, and very powerful. She was wearing a rather uncomfortable long dress that was tight around the neck and waist. She was in a large building that she perceived as a public government building and there were many around her. I then asked her for the year one number at a time.  This time it was 1782. I asked her what she would look like if she were to see herself in a mirror or in a reflective surface. Her mouth opened with almost a startle. “My god, I’m so old, I’m an old woman and I’m ugly!” Her being old and ugly seemed to have distressed her quite a bit because she rambled on and on about it for at least two minutes.

I ended the session shortly afterwards without taking her to the day of her death or getting in any deeper. I actually have been regressed to my most current past life where I perceived myself as being of Asian decent. I was an old man who died in 1927. I remember walking down a village street seeing little shack like buildings on one side of a dusty road. I actually was taken to the day of my death, once there I felt shaky and weak. A suggestion was given that at the count of three it would be all over and that life would be through. At that count I felt as though something grabbed me by the back of my neck and I felt as if I were being lifted by my collar straight up and out of my body. I felt very good. I wasn’t jittery any longer and felt a great piece come over me.

The subconscious mind is very interesting isn’t it? When I was newer to hypnosis my mind was reeling with the possibilities. If our subconscious stores every event of our current life and past lives, maybe I would be the one to finally resolve that age-old question. When we die, do we die or do we go to this place called heaven? Well, it’s kind of been done already, as we will now discuss.

Author Tim Bartley
Excerpt from the book Holy Moly it's Hypnosis by Tim Bartley
http://ThoughtBecomesReality.com