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...

Omega Journey Begins

I arrived by car. After checking in I began to stroll around the property...more like an Oasis. Internet service is only at the Cafe, next to zero cell signal--you are totally UNPLUGGED. Sweet.
My accommodations for the week were practically sitting next to the building where the workshop was held. We had daily 20 min breaks during the class and I probably could have stepped next door and taken a quick shower if I wanted to :)
I found my way to the Dining area and sat down next to a few people and we exchanged introductions. Little did I know I would be hanging out with this tiny firecracker posing as a woman training to be a Shaman. Oh did I mention she used to be a Nun... for TWENTY YEARS...ummm yeah. I think if she stood on her toes she would come up to my chin. Her husband was just there to drop her off and her eyes were sparkling as she was telling me about Omega...she's a LIFER. Apparently she has taken many classes--she even had a few COUPONS tucked in her bag. It was like meeting Bob Barker getting inside tips on which door to pick. We parted and I knew we would meet again.
After attending the orientation inside the Main Hall led by an Omega staff member, I wandered to a class up the hill. It was a fun class on play. Basically an ice breaker teaching us to enjoy the interaction playfully among strangers. There were probably 25 people there gathered from other workshops. Later I would run into them during the week and we would grin at the memory of playing silly games. In one game I was partnered with two people speaking gibberish to each other while I interpreted. Person 1 squawked something like popping and burping noises while I interpreted "She thinks your brother's hot can you fix her up?" Person 2 said "yes but he's really strange in his choice of women." I took them through this situation where the woman was trying to find a way to impress him, what to wear, special new hair do etc...I told her she's have to work hard since he was blind...maybe try a nice perfume. It was funny, I actually found myself good at the PLAY class...hmmm kinda why I flunked math in school...
I went back to my room and met my bright eyed, dark haired roommate. Mayukoy was in her 30's and traveled from Japan wearing a permanent smile. Oh thank God she wasn't a Weiss groupie...I don't think I met one there :)

Mayuko and I sitting in front of our cabin

The day ended as she set the alarm for an early meditation class...I set it for sleep. It was getting colder as we were well into Autumn and my Floridian blood was not in a get up 'n meditate early mood.

Anxiety

I am preparing for my training under Dr. Weiss. I am starting to feel completely out of sorts. I know I should just chill and relax about this awesome experience. But, somehow I feel as if the "other kids" are so ahead of me...like I am a pre-schooler attending my first day at high-school. I'm trying to just clear my mind and await whatever comes through this experience. Hopefully I will just be able to settle into this and allow my analytical ego to take a vacation. I know I have done an amazing about face in my spiritual journey. All I have taken as "truth" has now been put aside. I am questioning everything man has told me, especially the church and my parents. Crap--I'm 55 and I am finally starting to think for myself? Is this crazy?

Tomorrow I will meet my roommate for the next 6 days. Will she be a freak...a psychic... a Weiss groupie?

I will attend workshops-and break bread with others on this same soul's journey. Like a kid attending camp I have a nervous twittering in my stomach. Yes, I am very anxious. I want to uncover so much of ME. I am ready..but damn it I'm nervous as hell!

Wealthy Kid

Dawn is the perfect time to encounter past life memories we have stored from our critical thinking selves.
The world around me is in slumber and I am slowly becoming aware that I am in my bed. I always inquire "please show me something of my past that can teach me today."
As I waited for the quickly moving shapes to form I was seized by a thought. It repeated itself as the fractured colored shapes assembled into a table with all of my siblings seated. It was a birthday of a family member. The gifts were very sparse, no decorative festivity--just another day in my parents home.
However, over and over again I was aware that the gift was "family".  It was relational.
I waited for more to come as usually that image will melt into another, but this remained. You have  known wealth, it is not about the things to unwrap-- you have been given much.
I awoke and stayed silent in my room. I thought of this and how I have just bought roller-blades for my granddaughter's 9th birthday. I fretted over what to buy her, even the paper in which to wrap it. But now I feel myself grinning. She has a room of her own filled with things. I shared it with 4 sisters until the age of 18--and we had no bounty of "things". We had each other. And I need to share that insight--this is my gift.

Training with Dr. Weiss

Ok...so months ago I signed up for a 5 day professional training with Dr. Weiss author of Many Lives Many Masters and several other past life regression books. Here is the info on the workshop site.

Brian Weiss, MD, is chairman emeritus of psychiatry at the Mount Sinai Medical Center in Miami and the nation’s leading authority on past-life regression therapy. He is the author of eight books, including the best-selling Many Lives, Many Masters. His newest book, Same Soul, Many Bodies, expands the scope of regression therapy into future lives and the Earth’s future. BrianWeiss.com

Many people sign up for his training, it happens only twice a year. The class filled up quickly- sold out. It will take place this year in NY. I put myself on the waiting list months ago--it was a shrug, no more thought went into it as I knew it was a long shot. But today I got the call--someone backed out and I AM GOING!

I am pretty thrilled and I look forward with as much excitement I had at age 5 on Christmas morning.
I know a gift is about to land in my lap!
Read on if you want to see where I am headed in October...
http://eomega.org/omega/workshops/46d5b6a9004c285734b47daf7f56ea3e/

Such a cry baby

Whenever I follow the steps into hypnosis, I feel myself lifting and drifting. It's kinda that state between awake and asleep. Obviously it relaxes the person totally, but it also calms your whole being. It's like being in some protective cocoon. It's peaceful and I am always just in silent stillness. Today I simply tried to clear my mind, no agendas. I am told often to just focus with my subconscious self on whatever appears. Not to try to imagine anything, just let the images come into my vision. Sometimes it feels like I am watching a movie from afar--or sometime it's more like I am seeing with my own eyes. Today's clear sharp vision was very unexpected. I saw myself as a baby crying. I was just dazzled by the image of myself. I held it as long as I could before my analytical mind interrupted the trance.  The statement given to me on the CD always says "you will now journey back to a memory from a past having a significant impact on your life today." Seeing myself crying and nose running as a baby- I was just astonished--that snapped me away from the image and I had to relax all over again. As I was looking at a home with a picket fence and a porch swing I saw a women up close in profile. She had medium length brown hair and reminded me of someone in the 1950's. She meant nothing to me, or better yet, I do not feel any close association with her. I then saw a car ( I don't know makes and models) the car was light green, and had a different color top, maybe white. He had on what looked like a bomber style leather jacket- his hair was kind of greasy on purpose, like he used a styling mixture. He was unloading something out of the car. It looked like gifts or boxes. As I tried to identify him- again my mind popped me away from the scene. After being unable to calm myself into a trance I awoke.
I am so new at this and I am really just trying to allow my mind to float. I guess it will take time to just experience the images that are playing out and then teach myself to analyze upon awaking.
I am always very refreshed yet disoriented. Today I was still buzzed about seeing myself as a small baby- I looked very young maybe a year old. I had on a dress of blue, I had blond hair, blue eyes. So amazing to know without a doubt it was ME. My parents have no real clear photos of me as a baby. They stopped keeping baby photos after baby number 4...I am #5 out of 8.
Why am I doing this? Much has happened in my life. I see patterns and I am always having amazing experiences that seem to just come into my life for a season. I want to know what I am supposed to take from these. I am not a teacher, nor have I ever wanted to be one...I am a learner. So this is my new "find some reason damn it" season.

Another Session

As I comfortably settled into a trance through my hypnotist Nancy, I was able to see a scene play out that became cloudy in my vision, like a smudge on well cleaned glasses. She spoke to the "smudge" referring to it as a block. She gave me clear direction at the count of 3 to tell her what number I see. I said 11. She said at the count of  three be there at age 11, what do you see. I saw myself in a classroom. I started to feel awkward in sharing my experience with her. I was unable to do what the other kids were doing. Effortlessly they excelled academically where I faltered. She spoke to this block and asked it how it applies to my life today. I shared that I felt I could not go into past lives as easily as the people in the research I was reading...hence I coud not "do it like the other kids". She helped me clear that block and on I went seeing myself in a field...the scene was again unclear, a soft unfocused haze. She again counted me down and asked what age I was. 3 was the number that appeared quickly--where are you? she asked...hiding under the bed I said, why?.. the doctor is here to draw blood for a test and I am hiding from my parents. What test? I have mono and they need my blood sample. How does this apply today? I need to protect myself. Protect yourself from what? There was an evil presence in  my bedroom...about 10 years ago. Was it a night mare? I am not sure... it felt real, it felt evil. How is this related to your life today? I feel afraid to see past lives, as this evil may lurk there. She talked to this block and had me recognize that the thoughts were connected, then she had me imagine myself sucking this thought out of my body like a big swoosy vacuum.  Then BAM, the image was clear and sharp.

I was running I was in a field.
On the count of three tell me where you are geographically.
I don't know.
What is your name? Seth. How old are you? 30.
What is going on? I see fire..a village is smoldering, I see ruins. I smell smoke.
What do you feel about this  fire? Not much.I will move you forward a bit in time  on the count of 3 where are you?
My head is spinning. It's ok, she says,  that is your mind protecting you-it's just trying to distract you, breathe deeply through this.
 On the count of 3 , where are you?
I am running...I am being hunted. I see myself from above. I have torn clothes, bare feet, a dirty shirt. I have long brown hair. My head is spinning.
It's okay breathe deeply. What is happening?
I am in a gorge...trapped...no way out. Men are behind me. They have weapons, they are wearing armor.
At the count of 3 move a bit past this scene. What do you see?
I am above my body. Men are over my body on the ground. I am dead.
I am above myself. I am safe now.
Oh...I set the village on fire.
Why?
They killed my father.
What did you learn in this lifetime as Seth.
I used people, I was a user. Violence is stupid, it causes pain.
Where are you now?
I am in a white light.

She woke me from the trance and we had a good discussion.
 She explained that I removed myself and saw myself running from above because I did not want to relive the death scene. I saw everything so vividly... myself running, there was water, a lake perhaps..not an ocean. An a thick stand of trees and a path. The trees from above looked like pine.
It was an amazing experience.

I have been meditating daily.  I follow the instructions for self hypnosis. It is easy for me as I use Nancy's tape--her voice--identical to the way she puts me into a trance in her office.

Recently I have seen a dear friend... Colin. He appeears with long gray hair, a metal head piece, wearing a purple blue tunic. He is frowning. He is dear to me in this past lifetime, as well as today. I trust him completely.
I have seen my daughter, only she feels like she is not my daughter, but an elder person over me, perhaps a parent..not sure.

I'm still learning. This has upended my entire belief system.

I no longer consider myself a Christian.
I am on a journey.
I am here on earth now.
I will be here again.