I wasn't sure if I was going to post this one...not sure of it authenticity, but then I remember telling my clients that when your conscious mind starts questioning the regression, you're on the right track.
In my regression I was a Lakotah medicine man in the early 1800's. I was sitting crosslegged by a roaring fire with dancers around me. My eyes were covered with mud wrapped in a band or bandana. I recieved the impression that I was a 'blind seer', whatever that means. It has many connotations for me. Not sure if I was blind or could only 'see' and have visions when blinded with mud.
During this ceremony I was laid on my back....and then I drifted away from the regression.
I think I am going to use more of a self-guided script with my digital voice recorder. It helps me stay with the regression up through the death scene. I have been finding myself drifting away too easily to remember 'me'.
Hands palm to palm,
Shinzen
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Wow. So do you enter a state where minds of past, also in that state, merge?
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Of course from my perspective the one I has lived all lives. But there maybe some rebirth of little i through a number of lives too.
Interesting mystery.
Ta-Wan...in many ways I agree with you. I can enter many lives as I have lived them all...yet, there is a thread left over of a 'me', a trace that remains that I follow like a stream.
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