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I was hypnotised 20 years ago. In this regression, I was standing at a distance from an oriental house that looked like it was made of paper. There was a sliding door in the front of the house with 3 people standing on a porch-like structure. I saw an old man and 2 children. There was a little boy and girl. When I saw these children, my heart actually leaped in my chest. It was as if I had recognized them. I instinctively knew that he was their grandfather and that he loved them immensely. I knew the children loved their grandfather dearly. However, he loved them more than his own children. I knew that he was dying. Although, he didn't mention his condition to his family. I kept sensing things about him. I knew that he was very artistic. He enjoyed painting landscapes and that he was also skilled at character writing. Then the word "tao" came to me. I had thought that that perhaps was his name. [years later, I had learned what "tao" meant].
After his visit, he walked into a bamboo forest. While walking through the forest he had a heart attack or possible stroke. I didn't know if he ever made it to his house or if anyone found him there. It had ended abruptly.
I couldn't help reflecting that I possibly was a man in a past life. It was coincidental that I could paint as well as he could.
When I gave birth to my daughter and first son, my heart leaped in my chest! It was an identical feeling that reminded me of this regression. Such a feeling that can not be reproduced. When I had my second son, it didn't happen. I felt so guilty about it too. I realized that my two oldest children are "old souls" but my youngest is a "new soul" to me. I am grateful to God that he has given me such wonderful gifts. I have 3 lovely children, and of course, I am pretty attached to my baby! |
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