A couple of years ago I had a Past Life Regression that was nothing short of profound. It happened at a time in my life when I was questioning many of my relationships, past and present and it helped me to make sense of a lot of things.
In the first life I was taken back to the early 1700’s where I was a medicine woman/shaman in a Lakota tribe. I was a powerful and greatly respected healer within the tribe that I was a part of. Like this current life I had not married or had children rather I focused on gaining wisdom and healing. I performed many rituals and was able to help women in childbirth as well as heal wounds, cure people & look after the children. It was not an easy life but I was happy… until I became ill and struggled to become healthy again, as I have in this life. Unfortunately I became progressively sicker & was unable to help my tribe, instead they were having to look after me. The winter that year was harsh and I could not heal myself so was becoming a burden. I was cast out as I was very unwell & left to fend for myself. I wandered for a few days through the snow and cold until I found a cave to take shelter in but died not long after that.
In the next life I went back to I was a small child in medieval England, around 1430. I was a little girl around 7 years old. My grandma was taking care of me in that life where we lived on a farm and were very poor. I knew my mother was around as I could feel her but she was not my caretaker, again similar to this life. My grandma in that life was my paternal gran in this life, she passed away in 1982. We had a very good relationship and she cared for me like I was her own. I’m not sure why my mother was not present in that life but it made sense to me. I remember looking down at the clothes and shoes I was wearing and knowing this life was also tough. I had a peasants dress and sort of cloth shoes on my feet. We were out in a field and I could see hay and crops around me and grandma was picking veggies to cook as there was no meat, we needed the cows for milk etc. My paternal grandparents in this life were from a long line of dairy farmers from Buckinghamshire of Irish descent. Though we were poor I knew I was loved and I felt very secure in that love. Something I have not had in this life.
I went back much further in the third life, to the 5th century where I was male roman soldier. This life was extremely chaotic and I found the energy of it very unsettling. I was in an army of more than a thousand men and could see my brother as well as a close childhood friend from my present life also in the ranks of that army. We were being told what we had to do by the General who was a very powerful man. He was standing on a building above us telling us we had to go and kill as many of the opposing army as we could or we would be killed, the general was my father in this life. This made me feel sick as I did not want to go and kill anyone. I was a peaceful man and wanted to live a simple life but had been forced into this position against my will. I knew I had a family but there was no time to think about them as I was trying to keep myself alive. By this time I was becoming very tired and distressed at how emotional I felt so asked to stop the regression.
It took me a while to process all the similarities of those lives compared to my current life and it helped me to make some decisions that changed my life for the better. Events from those three lives have or are playing out in my life now. Regressions are so interesting and if they help you put the pieces of your current life together it can only be a good thing. One day I will have another regression and I look forward to it…
Martha Alice x