A Witch Sat Beside Me!

Rachel, Monica-Mona and Lorraine

The next day I rose, showered freezing my butt off as I dried myself practically seeing my breath in our 1 bedroom, 2 full size beds, 2 dressers and our own bathroom cabin. Little did I know this was like a 5 star hotel room compared to what some of my classmates were staying in. Their rooms were as big as my coat closet :)
I donned warm clothes and headed to breakfast. Loved this daily routine of walking through the tree-lined path with leaves changing. The only thing that changes in Key West is the tourist’s license plates...
I found a table with some people and we chatted. Food was pretty much the same daily. All vegetarian, which is fine since I am a vegetarian but...it seemed too darn healthy ALL the time! I overheard a guy at the juice counter saying if they don't put out a sweet item he will be killing someone tonight--YIKES!
I made my way to the Main Hall where my workshop was held. Many murmuring people were looking for seats or meditation back jacks. I found a back jack and said hello to my two new neighbors. Helen on my left originally from China now in the states, and Rachel on my right from Ireland. Dr. Weiss and Carole began the morning with having all of us identify our occupations and ourselves. Clearly this was to show us the diversity of the group as we were from all corners of the planet. Most of us NOT from the US. How awesome!
The first half of the morning they went over house rules--no fighting over your claimed real estate in the room...apparently he has done this for 20 some odd years and he was telling us of his past escapades. He spoke of people being jealous and upset because the others were having regressions and they drew a blank. How to always remember not to come with expectations--we are here for the experience. He spoke of how many people were turned away and how there were over 100 on the waiting list. It made me think of my own experience--I had asked online to be put on the waiting list in August and two weeks before this Oct 17th session I got the call. Wow. He said we were all supposed to be here for an appointed moment in time to combine our energies and open our minds to come closer to enlightenment. Hell, I've needed this all my life--I was grinning ear to ear.
We did our first group regression and I was able to reach a nice quiet space. It was filled with images of trees, leaves, brooks, and sunlight, water...with no people. I woke refreshed and listened as others in the room asked questions and some shared what they had seen, felt, heard and even smelled. Goose bumps were all over the room. I welcomed them.
We broke for lunch and Rachel told me about this amazing woman Mona who was studying to be a Shaman. She told me to join them for lunch. As Mona neared she broke into a smile that covered her tiny face...it was the Monica I had met my first night there...the X-nun. I started laughing, "her name is Monica" I said. "Oh", Rachel replied I thought it was Mona." Monica just sat there all excited, "Well, once I took a course and I,”was  Mona for 2 days to try the name out." We all just fell apart. This woman had me in stitches. All 4' 8" of herself.
The second part of the day we did another regression. This time we exchanged a personal object before the regression. Rachel and I exchanged our necklaces.

This symbol appeared in a stained glass reflection on floor.

It was eerie. I saw a hill or a cliff overgrown in ivy or green vegetation. An old door with a round glass window with a heavy lead patterned covering. I saw a woman in a black floor length cape with black stockings and black shoes walking slowly from the rear. She came to a room. It had an opening in the roof where a light poured in. I could not see her face. I felt her fear. Next I saw a pattern appear on the floor as if the light was streaming through stained glass and it was reflecting all around her on the floor. Then I saw something drop and her feet were dangling. She was hung. I felt cold. Then I saw slimy cold stone steps that led to dry leaves. A small baby's bare feet were standing in the leaves. Then I awoke.
Rachel was all excited..."What, what...tell me...what did you see?" Oh geez, now what. Ok so I stalled. "You go first."  I saw a happy blond child on the beach making a pose like this”. she then struck a pose that looked like "TADA." "I saw a tambourine, and a cross." Crap, I used to sing in a Christian Band and played a white tambourine. "What color tambourine?" I asked. "White" came the reply. Well the only childhood beach photos have me doing hands stands. I was always doing cartwheels and flipping around.
I told her what I saw and her eyes grew large. Crap.  "I hate heights, was the place high up?" she asked. High up? high up?...she had a lot more to be afraid of in my opinion. "Umm, it looked like it was on a cliff, but I saw a woman who was HUNG." "Yeah, she said...huh."
I wanted to tell her it really seemed like a witch hanging...but I'm no expert. I did see a weird symbol on the floor in that colored glass pattern. I haven't a clue about symbols, witches. Or healers, I should say, of this era. We then listened to what the people around the room were experiencing. Visits from relatives that had passed! Oh man...and I had a cross and a tambourine... how very vanilla of me, and here I am sitting next to a WITCH!
Dinner followed with Rachel and I joining Monica-Mona, as we then forever more referred to her, and we three headed off to a Shaman's class.
To be continued...