So at it again. nothing exciting last night except I felt really relaxed and was able to sleep very well. Had a hard time with the visualizations and than it seemed if there was something to interrupt it did. I was too hot than was too cold, than my face had to be scratched, than than than...lol There was one moment where I saw a small amount of writing I think, but of course it meant nothing. just a few symbols. too much work before trying to start this, my mind is all over the place. another night another try!

It has been a long time since I logged into this site. It my be easier now that I know no one follows me on here. This summer I have gotten to know someone that has awakened things in me that I have not thought about for a very long time. Seems to be in another place and life, and for all practical points it was.

I've been in the wilderness for a number of years, and I don't believe I'm out, but I've found a path, and I'm following it to see where it leads. It has given me renewed energy and that is exactly what I needed. When I was younger I had a blind faith in the direction that I was traveling and I lost my way, as we do sometimes. Almost like who I was, floating in my mind as memory, just out of reach.

I finished reading a book by a man named Brian Weiss, called "Many Lives, Many Masters" It awakened something in me. Something that has been just around the corner waiting for me to get there.

I downloaded a Regression CD (no, nothing to do with statistics) and did my first meditation in years.

The year was 1574 and I was 15 years old, standing on a great prairie, no trees as far as I could see. exactly where I don't know. I was browned skinned with black hair. I was shirtless, with not much on, skinny legs, and I remember some sort of moccasins on my feet. I was taken forward to my wedding a few years later. I was in a village, there where many people around us. My impressions were not of being nervous, but of a very joyous feeling. Excitement I would think. I could feel it wash over me. Than to a time 8 years later with my family, a son, I was very proud of him. I don't know if it was something that he had accomplished or if it was just the feeling I had of my family and all of us being together. Than a few years later. I was taking my son on a trip. It was a big deal, a long journey. Something that I was proud to be able to take him with....than the phone rang...lol I wanted to write this down before I forgot it.

The logical part of my brain has a number of questions. Like how the hell do I know what the year was. lol It's hard to let go and let things wash over me. It was difficult for me to really get into the meditation, my mind wondering along, interjecting thoughts. This regressions starts with descending stairs. Lots of stairs, I'm thinking alright already! May not have been the most relaxing time to do this but I didn't want to put it off. It wasn't like in the books, where I had this amazing, vivid vision of some events, more like pieces. part of that is the regression, and I think more of it is allowing myself to be immersed into the process. When I let go, pictures came. If I tried to focus too much I lost it. I supposed not abnormal, but it was a piece of something.

I intend to follow this up. I've ordered more meditations and more books. At this time in my life, it really feels right to follow this up.

I'll see you in my dreams.