I saw how in a past life I was practicing black magic… This is a record of a regression report on the program of the project “Superconsciousness”.
1st report. Regression:
When I found myself at school, I was very happy to immerse myself in that atmosphere, to meet my friends Yulia and Zhenya. When I was very little – I was holding my mother’s hand, when we went into the forest, I burst into tears. She was so young, and time flies so fast..
When I entered the arch in the regression (through which the transition to past lives occurs) and saw my past life, I saw that I was a blonde with long hair and lived in a country house with children. My husband had a mustache and a sly squint, handsome, stately, I think he was a good person.
I lived somewhere in Europe. I was European. My brother and grandmother were my children in a past life. It was interesting to observe the past life.
The feelings were different. After school, when I saw my friends, I even felt nostalgia. And after the past life, when I saw myself as a happy blonde, I thought it was good that we have several different lives and we can live them differently too.
2nd report. Regression:
Good morning ☀️. Regression. When I was little, my dad accompanied me to the arch. At first, on the other side, when I entered, I saw a lilac bush with flowers, a small fountain and a mirror. I began to grow up in it, I am a girl, about 16-18 years old, of noble birth, in the room there was a governess in glasses, very prim, and not far away a plump, kind nanny of mine. They were discussing the reception of my coming out into society. I am in London, horses outside the window, I go horseback riding for a walk. I am very cheerful, entertainment constantly awaits me, and I worry a lot about the ball.
Форум снов - обсуждение онлайн Практика осознанных сновидений В нашем канале Телеграм Развить свои сверхспособности I know there will be many gentlemen there, I want to be 100% ready. I try on my jewelry, the fuss is pleasant to me. I don’t want to leave, I like my life in London. But it’s time.
At first everything was easy, I was in a light white sundress and ran around barefoot. Then I went to school, at first the yard was empty, then suddenly many people/children appeared. Everyone was running very fast, when I entered the school I saw Lena and Gaisum. They were standing talking, when I approached them they looked at me very dismissively and didn’t respond.
Going up to the second floor was very difficult, as if something wouldn’t let me through, some kind of energy. I didn’t remember a single teacher (I changed 3 schools and studied up to the 9th grade, then college). Later, when I got to childhood – it was an unreal period!!! The best in the world!!!! I had just been born, all in white swaddling clothes and my mother also in white with long black hair, young 😍😍😍 holding me in her arms, so happy about my birth, kissing me all the time and can’t stop admiring me!
Luckily my mom is alive, tomorrow I’ll go hug and kiss her too
Then, when we walked through the forest in the regression, it was somehow strange… As if mom was with me in her arms with the same baby. And I realize that I need to grow and I’m not growing, as if I split into 2 parts – in mom’s arms and next to her about 5 years old. Some kind of translucent both mom and little me… all in white, and next to me, the one who is 5 years old, in a dress like on black and white photo film.
“Some kind of grey” everything around and a white bow on my head, short haircut. The arch was all made of trees, and the passage itself was like an energy curtain, of white/yellow/shiny color, and when I, at 5 years old, crossed over, some complete chaos began. I ended up in some village in gothic style, the sidewalk made of rectangular stone cobblestones. And a man was sitting all in black with a hat looking at me – not a homeless person, well-dressed, but strange that he was sitting on the street, like a spy.
I never found the mirror, but I entered my house. It was another different life. I had no family or children, I was practicing black magic, around me only blackness, everything stretching like resin, some kind of cup with a red stone and something boiling in it. I somehow came back, all that blackness started stretching here after me… I went through that energy, hugged my mom, but my feet like remained in that resin …
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Kate5, yes, we did switch to informal address, but I apparently forgot)) That’s even better)) It’s really great — from your description it turns out I’m wandering around somewhere there too) And I thought I only dreamed about personal things and didn’t interact with anyone from Magicum or remember any of it afterward… Interesting) If you see anything else, please write — it’s always interesting when someone tells you about yourself 🙂
Lena, that’s so sweet)))) Katya, were there any other details about that “fierce” girl? ))) I have my doubts. Although I don’t use lipstick, I’m quite a warrior both in life and in my dreams)) Magnet, I had a dream today (or rather, not a dream… an image) on the topic of rule-breakers, I think. Or maybe not. Anyway, I was reprimanding a man, like how can you be so two-faced. And I realized I was pushing him away from something (a deal, a project) because he didn’t live up to expectations. And your doppelganger — definitely a businesslike one.)) We’re the ones who are scared, but THEY over THERE know what they’re capable of and from time to time they show us their “class.”
Katya, this doesn’t look like you, not your style… Of course, I’ll allow for some margin of error in interpretations… The girl was serious and sparing with words. Today’s dream — maybe it’s just like usual, but… it left me confused… some strange trip, temples, fortresses, the exact address of a place… I Googled it and found it… The picture matches one-to-one. Now I don’t know where to put my emotions… they’re getting in the way of my thinking… if it weren’t for that picture with the address, I would have deciphered the dream… but now… I’m going to ask for your help :))))