I was Hunted

I will take time off from writing about Omega because I had an experience I need to get down on paper--or cloud so to say.

As you know, if you have been following my blog, I practice self hypnosis daily. My best sessions, the ones that are the clearest (no-fog, no hazy blurry images, no partial grayness) come at my Delta state each morning. I am not awake nor asleep. My subconscious mind is front and center my analytical self in the background. Two days ago I saw a computer screen with my entire life in sections on the page. Like NPR or some media station with all of the categories. Headline was my name, only it started with a V. Small sections of Family, Career, School all a click away. I was amazed as I scrolled and saw my birth date off to the side with a link. I scrolled and saw a photo of a man who looked Arabic frowning back at me. That was all I saw before quickly coming awake (morning noises woke me.) Yesterday I saw a filing cabinet with hanging files. Each file was a sleeve with CD's containing data...MY DATA. Each one labeled...childhood, school, relationships. I was just astonished at this and again I woke as morning sounds filtered into my consciousness.
Today was something that was altogether different. It felt what I can only describe as supernatural.
 I found myself in a loft in straw, it was black and children were with me whimpering and crying. I was trying to calm them and quiet them as I knew we were being hunted. I saw a light outside through the opening in the barn. We were up above and someone with a light was searching for us. The children were older and some were females. I knew instinctively I was a young boy.

Suddenly and very intensely I was in a field. The colors were so vivid. It was the morning after a storm. A huge gnarled tree with a very large root protruding was to my right. I was aware that I had actually regressed and kept saying to myself.."you are here...you made it" I looked at my feet, I was wearing small boots, I was in a sort of uniform with a neck scarf. I was being hunted by a man. He was a German military man. He wore a trench coat. He smoked cigarettes. I smelled the dampness of the ground and felt the fear of being hunted. I was running and all the time amazed at the color of the sky. It looked like indigo ink spilled down into pinks. The tree was bare of leaves and it looked skeletal against the forbidding background. The grass was tall and green. Next I was high above myself and watched this man cross the stream back and forth following me.

A close up showed me him smoking and rubbing two coins together. I knew immediately he had stolen them from me. I recognized his face as someone in this current life. Someone who has abused me in the past. The realization was just that--a fact. I didn't analyze it, my training with Dr. Weiss told just experience the regression and let it unfold watch and remain quiet. I kept seeing myself as a young boy in a type of uniform trying to escape this military man. I did not feel like we were related. He was not a brother or father or anyone I had a feeling for. I never felt German. I knew I was trying to get away. I saw from above the distance between us closing. It's as if this unraveled in normal motion but in a jump ahead in time.
And then morning noises interrupted me and my trance was broken. I tried to slow my breathing as I was in an excited state. I tried to calm myself back into a deep state, but it was useless.
Now is the time for the analyzing. I thought about where I was, I never asked myself while in the trance for a location, or my name, or the name of the man chasing me. I have been taught that I can always go back and relive that experience to glean more information. And so I will.
Later in the afternoon I did another meditation, this one for healing of loved ones and myself. I saw an image of a train car on tracks. It was an old train. I saw nothing else.
This is the beginning of my discovery into finding who I am. My soul's journey is unique because there is only one me. I hope by doing this I can help others with healing. I hope that by writing this blog it will help others find their own path to inner peace.