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Date Posted: 03:58:02 05/10/04 Mon
Author: Martina
Subject: My experiences inside>>>>
In reply to: Keira 's message, "Interesting Topic" on 11:01:50 05/08/04 Sat

I'm on and off believing it. It just doesn't match with the beliefs we have been taught in "this life." But there were some spooky things in my life that should convince me.*g*

When my DD just learned speaking and was already pretty good at it, but she couldn't even walk alone yet, she sat in the back of the car and started singing along with the radio. We giggled because it was so cute. She stopped singing and said in a very serious tone: "When I was still a man, I could sing much better."
I got goose bumps. She never mentioned something like that again, and was too small back then to answer our nosy questions.

When my nephew started speaking he always told us stories of "the moon", where he lived before. He could remember his parents there, and told us the cars didn't stink.*lol*

I once had a regression. It took me back until I saw myself in an ancient dress, walking slowly around a long dinner table. I remember touching the chairs, trying to get a hold on them as I fell to the floor. The therapist asked me to go into the feeling part of it, and then I noticed I couldn' t breathe. I was choking! And I felt it like it happened again! The therapist talked me out of there and asked if I knew why that happened. I said I don't know for what reason, but I know I was poisoned and died right there. I was a young dark haired women. I was too creeped out to go back there and find out the why and where. But it was an explanation for me as to why I can't bear anything around my neck, and why I came close to choking in THIS life twice already. I did another method to get rid of that heritage from a past life. Never had problems with breathing again after that.

I'm also sure, IF past lives exist*g*, that I had one as an American Indian. There are many hints for that in my life.

My ex-husband always dealed with overweight. He did a regression too, and it took him back to ancient Rome, where he was a skinny guy and a bunch of people stuffed him with food and wine until he puked, over and over again. He seemed to have carried an unhealthy eating pattern over to this life, created by that trauma. Like, "if I was already fat, they'd leave me alone", or something like that.*g*

It's certainly a very interesting subject! Does anybody have more examples?

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[> [> I forgot! >>> -- Martina, 04:10:39 05/10/04 Mon

My Mom also had regressions but I don't remember what she experienced. It was pretty amazing though, and gave her many answers regarding her current life. Only one thing I remember. She saw herself starving to death, holding her 2 kids in her arms, remembering how helpless she felt not being able to feed the kids. Those 2 kids were me and my sister in this life. This may explain that Mom always feared we don't have enough to eat.*g*


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[> [> Martina, I hate having anything rubbed across my throat. It makes me wonder if something happened to me at some point. Also, I hate having my arms pinned and not being able to move them. I have never done a regression but it would not surprise me to find that something, sometime, caused for me to feel this way. Welcome to SW Aramathea! -- Brenda, 19:55:22 05/10/04 Mon


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[> [> [> Oh I hate having my arms pinned too! But maybe that's only because it makes us feel helpless, and I hate feeling helpless.*g* -- Martina, 12:11:30 05/11/04 Tue


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