i have airpods on and everytime she stopped talking for a while and then talked again it just scared the hell out of my and its 3am i just came cuz of tik tok
If you came across my comment, just know that the universe is guiding you to the right direction. Forgive yourself and let go of your past, you are worthy of abundance and growth. You are loved, be thankful and enjoy the now❤
Loved?!! By who?!! I am the last in my. Family. I buried my brother exactly one month ago today and my husband is cheating on me and refuses to stop and refuses to leave this house. I have no where to go. I’ve been a stay at home wife for 21 years. We also have our own business. He spends too much for me to have any to afford to find and maintain a place alone. He knows this and that’s why there is mental, emotional, financial, and cheating abuse. He will lay in bed beside me texting her and sending her pictures of himself. So, we ALL are NOT loved. I have no friends either he tried to cheat with them too. Some he did cheat with he even cheated with our niece (2x’s).
@@shannongarcia81 Shannon, I’m sorry to hear this. My wife had an affair 5 years ago, I know how it feels.. we’re good now but wasn’t easy. Fuck him, ya don’t need m anyway. I know it’s hard, things change all the time tho so keep yer chin up..
@@shannongarcia81 I know that generic positivity platitudes can have the opposite effect on someone going through it like you've described. I've been in similar places. But the gods and the spirits are truly always watching. If you succeed in communicating with the ones that want sincerely to see you happy it can be life altering. Your circumstances are certainly soul rending. There's no worse feeling than the awful betrayal that comes with people who should love and protect you doing the exact opposite, especially if you don't have anyone or anywhere else to turn. I hope there's a change for you soon and that if there's any chance for your marriage recovering it presents itself. People aren't thinking it through with comments like this.
I havent watched this yet but im pretty sure i was one of Jeffery Domers victims...i have never heard of him or been told about him but some how i know everything about him,and what he did...i feel like i know him and his name always pops up when i zone out or hear jeffery....wish me luck i will give an update
Don’t be scared guys, nun of this will hurt you, I used to fear the same thing, just remember as you start to see things during the meditation that your protected and your just fine it’s just yu tuning into your higher self, Amen 🙏🏾
@@vrabieliviu8320 I told my friend I was doing this and she kept "joking" around saying "Your so Hitler!" But finding think so, just have to wait and see
I did this last night and I must say I'm still deeply touched by what I saw. In my past life I was part of a korean royal family. The first vision I had was in the 1870s and my name was Lia/Ria. I was just walking around the palace when I saw a man who greeted me. He was so happy to see me and said: "You are finally back! I missed you and waited for you." we then hugged and he caressed my head. Sadly I had to dissapear to my next memory which were my duties. I remember receiving scrolls of different requests I had to admit or reject, receiving news of what happened in the village and more. I saw a tone of books and many calligraphy brushes. I was deeply into writing, literature and reading as I had a whole bookshelf behind me. Ironically even in this life, I adore reading and I am a linguist. Fast forward, I was in my 30s and I was holding a newborn baby boy at home whilst facing my husband, in our bedroom. I remember I was really happy looking at the baby but then I got sad when asked what's going on in that life. It was a war and my husband had to go fight, there was an ongoing dispute between korea and other areas. I remember being so scared of losing him, crying and asking him to be safe, he swore he will come back to me and find me. Fastforward in time, he came back from battle laying down covered by a white sheet, he passed away in battle and I was extremely heartbroken. His beautiful pale face was covered in blood and he was so cold. Then a new memory followed of him dressed in white and laying down on a bed, he was resting peacefully, me and my son were grieving next to his body. He looked so pure and peaceful, I grabbed his cold hand and cried. Jumping a few years my son was older now, he became prince and got married to a beautiful woman, I felt so proud of him but also empty as my husband passed away. I felt like a half of me was gone and that was a constant lingering feeling I had throughout my life. After, we were given some time to recover more memories and I then saw him again, we were in a garden, sitting on a bench and enjoying the beautiful atmosphere. Again, deeply in love with eachother, we shared the beautiful feeling of love. At the back of my mind I was again worried that something will happen to him. He was someone I didnt want to lose and that I deeply loved. He comforted me and grabbed my hand. That's when I realised I had a big jade ring on my finger which I continued having throughout my life. I never took it off, even after my death. I read more about it and that was my wedding ring. Jade rings also aignify royal families and authority. Apparently a jade ring singified being proposed to in winter time. After the death of the husband, the wife keeps wearing her jade ring as a symbol of her faithfulness to him and her loyalty towards the country. This is true as I never re-married after his passing, nor did I want to meet someone else. Fastforward more to my death, that was super painful to watch, I started weeping. In the same place my husband lied down when he passed, I was resting in the same place. But this time it was my son, his wife and my 2 grandchildren by my side. I had a beautiful granddaughter and handsome grandson. The cause of my death was old age and death whilst sleeping. For my burial, I was buried in the garden my husband and I loved to spend our time. We were burried together. In the end we did see eachother again.
@@BlueberrySlush13 So sweet of you. I have a question, umm.. did you got to know about your past life using this video only? Or you used any other method too. Because I think it's kinda difficult for me to see those things. Any suggestions?? Like I want to know in detail... Please try to answer when you are free💜
@@tanishqua.111 sorry for replying late. I mainly did past life regression through videos. This was my first one, after doing this one I tried a few more. Interestingly enough even in the other past life regression videos I tried after this one, I was the same person with the same story but in each regression experience I found out more about myself. But different events were prominent. My present self also relates to my past self so much in terms of likes, dislikes, appearance, personality, life lessons and places I'm attracted to. Even dates of birth, her family members have birthdays of my parents. Like I said, in my past life I was part of a royal korean family and all my life I wanted to move to korea. Even now I'm working towards moving there I even learnt the language. I've always been attracted to korean traditions and I never knew why, I'm attracted to jade jewellery like she was. My past self told me once to keep teaching people and create opportunities for them, she was a humanitarian who loved people. Now my dream is to be an English teacher and model people's futures. Its crazy accurate and I find myself shocked everytime I find something new. But yes initially I mainly used past regression videos 🤍
@@BlueberrySlush13 Thank you so much for your detailed answer. And let me tell you one thing that you are the most humble person I met in the youtube comment section. We don't know each other but I really wish your whole life to be full of happiness and positivity and whatever emptiness you had in your past life to be filled with love in this life. 🫂❣
my mom just interrupted me when i was halfway the video trying to unplug my earphones cause she thought i was sleeping i'm feeling both relaxed and like something just pulled out all the energy inside me
@@lexi7749 well We all are energy and energy can neither die nor be created..it can only change its form. Furthermore even I don't know if it is true or not but isn't it soothing to think there is not only dark after death
amazing, i was a man in egypt before the plagues. i was a slave with a wife but we left eventually and found a community where i could herd sheep. had 3 children, a son and 2 girls, and died of old age. i did everything for my wife and family, felt no pain when thinking it was for them, and died telling them of my deep love for them and held their hands. it was a life of hard work but i liked it this way, and realized i was the luckiest man alive.
I found out I had a daughter. I loved her very much and she was everything to me. I was heart broken when she left home. And when I died, she was the only one there. She held my hand til the end. When I "woke up" my body felt all weird and it was like I had just left for a bit. I have never been so relaxed.
I found out I had a father who I loved very much, he used to put his hand on my cheek and as he was poor he married me in to a rich family the son of them had somebody who was my best friend my love, in the end when i was supposed to be getting married a pale blond girl jumped in front of me and got killed, afterward I saw my father die and I held his hand as he put his hand on my cheek, and in the end my love died and I killed myself
tried to do this and got 20 minutes in couldn’t figure out why i could only see darkness and then remembered i have aphantasia (the inability to visualize mental images)
I was my grandmother who died 3 years before I was born. I confirmed all the details with my Mother who never talks about her. When I reached out to my Mother about this meditation she knew and asked if I was her Mother . I wasn't upset during the meditation but felt releaved that I do know her as I am her.
@@erinbobaren7196 I feel like a weight has been lifted. There are so many similarities between is after talking with my Mother. It wasn't crystal clear but I knew every important date that something good or very bad happened through the life. Leslie ( the speake) is amazing and my whole family loves her. Can't get my kids to bed without her children's meditation. Stumbled upon this as a suggestion and so glad I did. ❤
I was a very respectable, pupular man in some small town somewhere in Europe. i had a lovely wife and a beautiful, creative, full of energy daughter. Her hair was black as coal and her eyes of the most beautiful light brown I've ever seen. Pale, white skin. She wore a beautiful red dress, like Little Red Riding Hood and she loved to play in the forest. i remember following her one day to her "secret spot" and she welcomed me in offering me a "cup of tea", she somehow had carried a small porcelain white tea set all the way over ~ so I had to pretend there was tea in it. She knew exactly how I liked my tea. I wasn't angry like other fathers would've been, I always loved seeing her happy, running around, swimming in the river; dirt in her dresses, leafs in her beautiful, silky black long hair, I loved it! She was my adoration. She loved to play around in the forest. Moving forward in time, I went to her wedding by myself because her mother had passed away by then from a terrible fever but we both said to each other she was there with us in spirit. My daughter found a nice man to marry and I remember being very pleased and happy for her. I treated that smart young man as my own son. He was from a good, well known, respectable family in town. He was tall, light brown hair, hazel eyes and there was always a smile on his face. They seemed very happy. Moving forward in time again, she lost her first baby in the winter. She was a beautiful little girl, few months old, when she got the flu. We were all were very sad. This was the first time I saw her husband without his signature (very charismatic, charming) smile on his young face. With time, I grew weaker and weaker as I was getting old, I used a cane and caught a bad habit to drink after the death of my first grandchild. I fell once during when I was drunk and spent what seemed like hours on the ground by myself until the house keeper found me. Sooner after that, many years after the death of my first grandchild, I spent nearly a month in bed. It was also during winter. Snowing outside. I comforted my two other grandchildren, a beautiful girl and a boy, they looked just like their handsome parents. I loved them. I told them not to be sad, I told them soon we'd be together and they shouldn't worry about it since it was natural, I also told them I'd be always watching them from heaven. They were weeping and very confused but calmer after I had a word with them. The room was full of people, men and women, some of the women were crying but I can't remember who were they. They were all wearing old fashion costumes. The women puffy dresses and the men black and gray suits and top hats. Then, I died with all my loved ones surrounding me. I can't remember my name. But I know I was first a farmer just like my parents and then got involved in politics somehow and became a very respectable, pupular man in town. And that was me back in the 1800. Now, I think I kind of look like my daughter and my beautiful granddaughters. I think I chose to come back as a female because I always thought women deserved more rights. My daughter was very outspoken and intelligent and many tried shutting her down, telling her that wasn't her place and to act like a lady, that she was embarrassing her husband, but I always thought she could do just as much as any man could. She was a rebel in her time, some people thought she wasn't very "lady like" of her being that outspoken but I never disapproved of her behavior because I was on her side. I knew how smart and intelligent she was. And that's as far as I can remember.
Omg I found out I was a king called Joseph and someone called Maria loves me I searched up king Joseph and found him and had a wife called Mariana and a daughter Maria I’m so freaked out
Yes it is. You can try listening to it at some point during the day. So that you can get a feel of what she’s saying and that way you won’t be so scared to listen to it at night and really get into the meditation. Good luck!
Some of your uneasiness can be that your soul knows what is there and on a deep and profound level you do too but your conscious(ego) mind doesn't want to lose control of your limiting beliefs and negative thoughts. When you heal those past lives your true nature will shine thru and your ego mind won't control your thoughts anymore...your heart will. You will be much happier and calmer and you will be at peace.
This is completely normal. Some lives open up much easier than others. But some are also much darker than others. When you do this, you have to be ready to relive all that life gives you. You cant try to limit yourself by saying "i only want a name" or "i dont want to know how i died".
I made it to 17 minutes before my legs fell asleep and it started to hurt 😂 17 minutes is actually the longest meditation I've done without getting distracted by my random thoughts 😂😂
I understand me and my kids died in a fire in 1835. My husband came home to nothing but sadness. I think I met him because this man looked at me and said “do I know you” he started crying. I’m already married. It’s very hard
In our life between. We have an option to not know or remember. Even if you’ve lived hundreds, thousands. People come to me with deep frustration when they can’t achieve an archived memory. Just trust that it’s your own souls choice. Maybe it interfered with a learning experience knowing too much before and you opted out this time. 🤗
So- this is what I experienced during this. ( if you are bothered by violence and mild gore, don’t read) Ill try to keep this short, but in my past life, I was a coal miner before I became a soldier in WW2. I wasn’t a big General with a ton of medals and a high status, just a soldier. I remember writing letters to my pregnant wife and my son while I was at war as i ate canned beans with a friend, sitting on a log around a warm fire. I remember what my wife and son looked like, and I remember that my wife was going to name our newborn daughter Margerite. The most memorable portion of my meditation was when I was running through a muddy gray field, while it rained heavily. I could hear the sounds of planes flying all around me and bombs dropping nearby. The dead and the wounded were scattered around, some buried away under the mud, struggling to move as they were trampled by hundreds of men. Others were missing limbs, and even organs. At some point I had fallen over and looked up to see the rest of the soldiers killing each other in this muddy field, and I was very quickly attacked by a man in a green uniform. I killed that man, though I won’t go into detail about how I did it. I will never forget what he looked like, the fact that he was another human being who had a family waiting for him somewhere, a man who had died to defend his home and serve a government that had betrayed him. This entire scenery looked like the earthly embodiment of Hell. The entire time, there was a pit in my stomach and I felt shaken with regret and longing to return home to the ones that truly cared for me. A year later, my plane was shot down over the ocean (I’m unsure of what ocean it was), and I could physically feel my stomach drop as the plane fell, and how cold the water was. The last thing I remember was struggling to undo my seatbelt, and looking around at the blackness of the water around me. Soon, I stood in the white room with the lamp in my hands. There was a polished casket in front of me, and it was open. For several minutes I just looked at the man in the casket: he was fair skinned, and had short blonde hair. He seemed so peaceful, despite everything. I don’t know if his/my body was ever even discovered, but I believe that seeing him in the casket just symbolized the end of that life. I was on the verge of tears by the end of the meditation, because I’d learned about world war 1 and 2 in school and how treacherous it was to have lived through it, but to actually feel the pain and partially the experience of someone who suffered and died in a war that should have never existed? The pain of knowing that I had to leave behind a beautiful marriage, that there were two more children in the world who had to grow up without their father.. I haven’t slept in days, and I see things much differently than I did before. Life is so short, and it passes by so quickly.
my past life was literally so beautiful 🥺 i was a girl in the 40’s, my parents were a nurse and a businessman. i ended up getting married to my high school sweetheart in my parents back yard under the cherry trees, had a daughter, and died of old age with my daughter sitting by my side 🤍
I started crying. Firstly of joy and after that of regret. I think i failed people i loved in my past life. I failed to protect them and offer them what they needed. I was weak but kind. Maybe that s why i am so obssesed now with being strong and always doing the right thing. I feel so emotional right now.
I saw myself as a middle aged man living as a hermit on the Irish seaside. Was totally alone but felt at peace and one with nature. I live very much this way in my current life as well. I always see a large, mature stag when my spirit animal comes up.
I lived on the Irish seaside as well but I was the man of the house I had a wife and two girls. One of them died of some lung disease 😔 but I remember the hearth and my bow and arrow 🏹
@@mysmirandam.6618 so sorry to hear about your loss of previous child :( I believe sometimes losses and grief of previous lives can leave an imprint on us and affect the next one.
i was a wealthy rich man who fell in love with a women. i broke her heart and took her for granted. she ended up killing herself shortly after getting raped by a new lover of hers. i felt guilty and angry and saw myself assaulting other women to find her in them. this felt creepy and tears fell. i felt like i lost the love of my life. immense amount of shame.
I kept on trying to imagine stuff but then shes like "cAn YoU hEaR tHE eArTh MoViNg" and I'm like " I'd be able to if you just shut up for two seconds"
Right? I was trying so hard to imagine something and this bih goes like "what colour are the eyes of your spirit animal" i'm like damn i still have to imagine the grass.
Bruh... All I was thinking about was the name Ingrid. I was wearing an old outfit, and I was very happy. There was something related to witchcraft, and doing the white magic... I researched Ingrid witch. And behold there was this lady Ingrid ylva in Sweden, who was a noble woman who practiced white magic and had an amazing family and life. If this regression thing is true, I am truly amazed and happy.
It feels so amazing, this is my first time doing a meditation. I saw my past life as a police officer in 1952. The saddest thing is i’m poor, i lived with my mom and my mom’s sister. I was very focused on my work until my mother died while I was still working. Also, I’m not married until the last day of my life. I saw 68 years old me identified had a brain cancer and dying alone in a hospital. What I learn from this experience is, i need to be more open up with my surroundings, not only focusing on my self, I need to build some relation so I can going through my bad times with companion. It’ll be more meaningful to share my day with someone in my life. It was sad but also an amazing experience! I love it! Thank you for this video 🫶
I really wanted to do this, but my family couldn't just be quiet for an hour! I was only able to get 15 min in because I could not become relaxed due to all of the noise!
holy shit, so. i was a young girl, abt 11 maybe 12. my name was clara-anne. it was the 1700s i dont know specifically when. i was poor, proably homeless, i had no shoes, long mangled straight blond hair that needed to be washed, torn raggedy clothing. there were cobblestones on the ground and small buildings all around me, i was in an alley washing clothings and hanging them up to dry. i saw a girl, who was my friend in present day, but it didnt look like her. she was rich, drowning in a big fancy dress with a parasol thingy, she was maybe 15/16. i remember walking out this gateway and into the sunset. there was my house, a small rundown cottage thing. inside was my family busy in the kitchen. i had a brother around my age and a baby sister. but i was the oldest. years past and i became the maid for the rich girl, she treated me like an equal unlike everyone else. i was cinching her dress up getting her ready for a ball. and then it stopped. nothing happened after. it just ended.
... If you were in western france... I lived before 1700.... based on all you said you may have been my grandkid 😂😂😂😂😂 My daughter was Ana or Anne and my wife Mari, I was a blacksmith 😂😂😂😂 probably not tho but toooo many similarities lololol
don't mind me, writing this down here before i forget and so i can find it later. 1918. i was called eddie. edward? and i had the most beautiful, dark-haired girl beside me. donna. i love her, more than anything in the world. her smile was bright, her eyes were gentle. her voice was soft and always calling my name. eddie. eddie. eddie. we got married. she was pregnant with our son. it was magical. but we fought. she cried and it felt so painful. but i hugged her, and we stayed like that. donna, my darling. i love you. i love you. i got fired from a job i hated. but i felt like the worst person on earth. i couldn't support donna like this. where is my child? nowhere. he died. i go to the bar. drink. more and more. drunk and crying, i came home. i told donna what happened. she smiled and let me cry. eddie, it'll be alright. we're alright. i promise. i'm old. so old. my hands are wrinkly and shaky. a cup of warm tea. who put it there? donna? donna i love you. thank you my dear. i cough. i close my eyes. and i die. my heart stopped beating. it was painless. it was peaceful. what i learned from this life? it will be alright. life has its ups and downs. i can get fired. fight with my love. but i live, and i die peacefully. just as was intended. my happiest moment was dancing to an old french song on a half-working radio with donna. my saddest was when i saw her cry. spirit animal, an owl. large, brown. bright yellow eyes.
I was a little girl, in the 50s , remembered my marriage, my life, and my died alone. This is what I remembered. Lesson learned: make relationships with other people ❤️
No matter how many people you surround yourself with you are the only person you share your nerve endings with . Yes they could comfort you but no one can care about you more then you I am just now understanding this fuuly just now after a ton of old abuses. I have a hard time stopping my brain from freeze response.
@@AartikPathak it wasn’t clear but i have see my life as a kid and as young woman and as an old woman who died alone and sad. I was crying seeing this because I noticed that women in the 50s were considered as objects not humans, which is 😔
@@fatefulbrawl5838 to be honest, it was a sad experience. I have seen myself as a little pretty blond girl with my parents and then seen myself in my wedding in a French country in the 50s. Also i had 2 kids who never respected me at all. Then my death alone, which was saaad.
Did anyone else feel like the were having a panic attack and your whole body was like vibrating? Like every nerve in your body was on alert. I couldnt finish it.
I was a little girl, brown hair, named something like”Beth”, my dad use to abuse me, and he was an alcoholic, I just died in his arms, wasn’t really wealthy.
hey this is going to sound weird but i was a young woman with light brown hair and i ran away from an abusive man, i don’t know my name but i remember i felt like i was looking for a lost soul. do u think these are related in any way?
I was a 14/15 year old girl who lived in a very grassy Greenland type of place. There were so many hills and so much green. My house stood alone, very tiny. There were vines coming up the house and flowers would grow on the vines certain seasons. It honestly looked like a fairy cottage. Old chimney and round windows. Everything inside was wooden and concrete. I had a sister who was very important to me. We both had very long hair and wore handmade dresses. Everything we wore we made. We dyed dresses with flowers but had very few coloured dresses. We wore white long sleeve dresses. Our hobbies were creating jewelry/accessories out of vines and flowers. The flowers meant everything. They coloured our lives and also were used to make everything more beautiful. My sister and I would be so bored during the seasons were there were no flowers. Our house was quiet. My job was to create soap and milk. My sisters was to make our families garmets/blankets. My mother cooked and my father went outside to get food (I thought it was hunting but he didn’t bring anything so I’m not sure exactly). Our family had secrets. My father would molest my sister and I and my Mom didn’t know. There were other people farther away in a village, our house was just further outside of the village. My Dad was liked, we all were but came off as eccentric or different to the people of the village. They found us beautiful but different. (They didn’t wear the flower accessories for example). We didn’t seem to mind. My mom got very sick, she passed away (her death was shown so quickly I almost missed it until I realized we were home alone with my Dad and it felt empty) He continued the sexual abuse years after her passing. Years later I got married and left the home. My husband was understanding and kind but I felt I settled because I wanted out of the home. My sister also married and for some reason I found my sisters husband handsome and felt she didn’t settle. My father was close to death when I told my husband about the sexual abuse and when he died my husband was the one to go to the house and bury him it wasn’t me and my sister. Thank you for this! I was so relaxed I was truly in a dream like state and wish I could’ve finished I only got 40 minutes in when my kids completely disrupted my meditation and I started to fade out of this past life. A lot of it can translate into my present life! I actually make jewelry as a business and it makes sense my past family were the only ones in their village to create and wear jewelry. Flowers are still very important to me today, and the craziest part that stands out is how naturalism has always pulled on me in this present life l (natural soaps, medicine ect) and it directly reflects my past life of creating and using natural products/items that we would grow ourselves. We made everything from our garden!!!!!!!!
I just cannot get my self to relax. even when I close my eyes and I’m not moving, I just think of some weird stuff and all I feel like I’m doing is just me closing my eyes being still. 😂
My past life had me crying. I was this cute Italian dude named Leo in the 50s, my dad had died a few years ago and my mom had remarried. I enjoyed painting landscapes in these ugly warm colors. I was in love with my best friend, a friend I had for years. My happiest memory was kissing him for the first time. I died by being beat to death. I was in my mid 20s, it was a slow death. All I could think about was how I never truly lived in my truth. It’s so sad.
I was a teacher, in every generation and every culture, books flooded all my desks and floor. My students loved me, a boy gave me a lily flower and I love lilies. In each life it’s like I was alone, no husband, as if they died, but I was still loved by all like they felt sorry for me. I was never a neat person so I’m not surprised the rooms were so unkept with books everywhere. I’m currently majoring in English Literature to become a writer and a literature professor. I felt like someone died for me at sea in my past life.
I was a priestess and was murdered by someone who was like my brother just because he saw me as a threat even tho I was young and had lots of potential: man growing up an orphan in Egypt way back then sucked
I havent watched this yet but im pretty sure i was one of Jeffery Domers victims...i have never heard of him or been told about him but some how i know everything about him,and what he did...i feel like i know him and his name always pops up when i zone out or hear jeffery....wish me luck i will give an update
I was a young lesbian woman who got married to a older man she didn't love and was actually in love with a girl she went to school with. I died young in an operation, my dad and the girl I was in love with were the only ones there.
If it rlly worked and what i saw wasn’t my mind going hehe I also a lesbian!! but in like medieval-victorian times. Loved a black haired shop owner but don’t know what happened or how we died because my mind blanked after that point
My name was Archie and I worked as a Dockhand down at the Portsmouth England Dockyard in 1880's. My wife was Elisabeth and we had a beautiful daughter named Beth. The happiest moment that made me smile so much was seeing my daughter marry Matt. Matt and Beth moved just outside of Portsmouth where they worked a farm. Beth gave birth to our beautiful granddaughter Carrie. Years past and I died peacefully in my sleep holding my wife.
Same. I've tried this several times and I always fall asleep. I just did it again, and I got to the bottom of the stairs. I was just all white, A spirit of sorts but I couldn't transition. Everything was black. And I had a flash of images. Nothing else. I guess it was never meant to be. It feels really lonely tho, to fully be aware and know I can't connect, let alone whether I have past lives or not. :/
Miranda Jane I mean I don’t even remember like what I’ve seen but all ik is I wake up @8 and then I’m like I fell asleep? I think I had a dream tbh I don’t know but ik I’m willing to try it again sometime
Well I just tried it, but idk I fell asleep too. But I mean it is 5:30 in the morning. It was all just black idk I was too relaxed I guess.though I did feel something in my throat and my eyes hurt a little. Idk what happened. Imma try again. Hopefully it works lol. Maybe I just need sleep. I’ll update tho.
@@steph4ni3 I found that What I did was rather than sit or lay somewhere comfortable enough to sleep, like a bed,couch, or recliner, If I sat up and on the floor I stayed awake for long enough to be able to meditate properly. Idk if this will help you guys or anything. Lemme know if it works for you :)
christina rose my mom had black hair and green eyes she had 2 wrinkles on her forehead,my dad was bald and had brown eyes i think i had green eyes and dark blonde hair.
My name was Anne Marie and i lived in London. I was married to a man that i met on my 16th birthday (November 13th 1846). We got married four years later. He treated me like a queen. A year or so later i got pregnant with twins.🤰A boy and a girl. Three years later i was pregnant again with a baby boy.👶We were playing in our garden with our kids when suddenly an arrow hit my husband in the sholder. Luckily he survived. Another year later the baby boy was born.👶I went into the woods to get some berries when suddenly something shot me in my shoulder. I ran away but i got shot again. This time right into the heart. I managed to turn around and take a look who shot me. It was my uncle. After i saw him I fell and passed out. My son found me on the ground and got my husband who carried my half dead body into the house on my bed. I woke up for a second. I looked at my family and said with tears in my eyes "I love you so much". Those were my last words. I saw my funeral. On my grave were white roses and my whole family was there. They were all wearing black clothes and they were crying. My husband was holding my baby boy and the twins in his arms.😔 I was crying the whole time.😭 Thank you for this expierience.❤🥰 Now i know why i have such a huge bonding to twins.❤
I've used this multiple times now connected strongly with 3 different lives, one of them I was given a name saw the events play out and I was able to Google it and find the person and events I was actually existed and matched what I had seen, absolutely amazing
I was a Native American man that lived on the Great Plains and hunted buffalo. I lived in a bigger tribe, but my circle of teepees consisted of my wife, her sister and children, and my mother. My wife was strong and independent, and a great source of comfort. My mother was went to many for guidance, a wise herbwoman who had raised many children. In the plains, there were great snowcapped mountains in the background, small streams that burbled, and small scattered forests here and there. As a child, I grew up learning to honor the earth, and that every creature has a spirit. I learned to hunt with my brothers, and spent a lot of time travelling chasing game. I remember my wife giving birth to my son, coming into the teepee and hearing his wailing cries. I remember the smell of the smoke from the fire, and the smell of the birthing fluids soaking the animal skins. I remember being so proud of my wife, and an overwhelming sense of love and pride as I gazed upon my son. I raised him, teaching him the ways of our people. Everything on this Earth has a spirit, every tree, every rock, every creature. I taught him the bow and the spear. I was more patient and nonreactive, while my son had a fiery temper. He caused trouble, disrespected his elders and nature. His grandmother shamed him in front of the tribe many times. Many were angry with him for wasting game. Eventually he learned to respect the earth, but his temper was always within reach. My wife later died giving birth to our daughter. My mother mainly raised her, and as much as I loved her, it saddened me to see her because she looked so much like her mother. I remember not spending much time with her, but she was kind, and a joy to everyone she met. My son's temper worsened after his mother died. I'm not sure if he blamed his sister, but they weren't close and didn't spend much time together, which may have been for the better. About 12-14 years after my wife died, the white men came. I remember the amazement and fear. They were pale, they had loud guns, faces covered in hair, and bigger and stronger bodies than me or my brothers. I remember telling my son, "Never let the enemy see your fear." At first things were tense, but no one was hurting each other and we had traded some goods. My son and his peers had begun to cause trouble, and had made the white men angry. I'm not sure what he did, but I remember clearly his chest exploding in a cloud of blood after being shot by more than 4 men at once. I remember my screams of anguish as I went to strike his killers, and too being shot with muskets. Whatever he had done had offended the white men so, was bad enough that they burned our teepees to the ground and separated families. I laid on the grasses and made eye contact with my son as he died. I watched his last breath, watched his blood soak the grass. I laid there crying, saying, "My son, my only son." I died under the stars, and the sky welcomed me home as fires and screams raged in the background. I don't know how I know, but my daughter was taken and integrated into white society, and she married a white man.
This is very interesting! Thank you for sharing. I had a similar experience too. I was a Native American woman that had an arranged marriage and I remember not wanting to because i had never met the man I was going to be married to. But eventually i met him and we got to know each other and it was like love at first sight. His name meant eagle claw, in the memories… i was speaking their language and could even understand which is weird because now I have no idea what language it was. Eventually, the white men came and started killing our people and destroying our home. I remember my fiancé rushing towards a white man with a tomahawk and he got shot in the back of the head. I remember yelling his name and crying, i felt such sorrow. Then one of the men turned and shot me by my hip and i slowly died. It was definitely an interesting experience and wanna know the crazy part? I have a birthmark the size of a pea near my hip and my current husband has a strawberry birthmark on the back of his head. Our birthmarks match the wounds that occurred in this past life… it is so crazy!! Makes me wonder if souls are connected too and find each other in the next life without even realizing it
@spacepotato yes, it's very strange. I think I was part of a very small tribe somewhere where Montana, North Dakota, South Dakota, and Wyoming's borders meet, either localized Sioux or Lakota natives. It's impossible to know as all the research I did something like 90% of the native populations died. I struggle a lot with feeling like I'm not meant to be living in such a time and place with such sorrow. Sure we have things easily handed to us in this society, but the world is so much uglier in comparison. I remember how brightly the stars shined and how strong the energy of the earth was. You could feel it. The air now is different, it smells and feels different. You can't feel mother nature's energy when it's all paved in concrete.
@@tiredfey i definitely agree with you on that and feel the same. I feel as if I'm not "truly free" I was born and raised in the city but never enjoyed it and prefer open fields and wooded areas, its a homesick type of feeling for some place I've never been
@spacepotato exactly. I find myself also picking up on sad energies. I visited Hot Springs, Arkansas and the national forest there was laden with so much sadness. I think it was part of an area where a large number of natives were moved to reservations.
If anyone else is struggling with mental and physical pain due to past and current life traumas, you’re not alone. And I’m sorry that there aren’t a lot of people to talk to about past lives. I hope one day it will be acceptable enough to talk about it. Until then, sending you peaceful vibes, and hoping you have a restful sleep. Goodnight awakened souls ❤️
@@marianamartinez561 Ya a few of them. I experienced different genders. One name that stood out was Merissa Beringer and there was Bri ish woman that made me feel like she'd always known me
I needed that. I have been struggling to care for my SO recently. I visualized being a poor villager in a remote desertish part of India (probably during British rule, but idk bc its hard to tell when youre dirt poor). I lived with my parents and baby sibling as a teenager in a small mud hut with a thatched roof. I wanted to marry a girl in the village, and fast forward some time and I was. She was pregnant and we were all living together in the crowded hut. I worked hard digging the clay, turns out I was making an area to hold a cow. I purchased a cow and felt an extreme sense of accomplishment. We had a source of milk. This is important, as I had been very skinny before this memory, showing the family's hunger in the first memory as the year was quite dry. Fast forward, I had moved to the city. I had my wife and a young child as well as an infant. We walked through the marketplace. My memory ended on top of a hill overlooking the city beneath tje magnificent stars. I knew I had fought hard to make my child happy and healthy, something I did not have the luxery of during my childhood. I felt at peace. I had more pressure at a younger age and was still able to protect and provide for my family. It gives me the strength to know that I can overcome the obstacles I am currently facing in my life. Wow
Beautiful. I immediately knew who I was as I walked down the stairs. I could see so much of myself in her. It was in the 1700s. I was an Irish woman who was in love with another woman who died when we were 21. I left to mourn her for years and came back and ended up marrying an older man who was a widower. We had an understanding about our past loves and how our marriage would never be true love. We had children and my daughter was so much like me. It was an incredible experience.
Beautiful, but sad story. Do you have any feeling that somebody in your current life may be a reincarnation of either the woman you loved or the man you had married?
i was a high priestess under Artemis in ancient Greece. my town was attacked during the Roman Greek wars and we were taken as slaves. my mother died before me and i passed away due to a severe illness that could not be cured. the biggest thing that surprised me, however, given how quick to anger i am in this life, is the fact that at the end of it all, i forgave my captors. i did not die angry. that, i believe, is the biggest reason i got to relive this life. i even found the city i lived in and the cliff i used to frequent. an absolutely amazing experience thank you so much for this
I was a 30-something-year-old fisherman in Sweden during the 1840's, named Joseph. I was pretty poor and living with my sister and her 2 children. And I was so sad and worried I wouldn't be able to provide for them. I loved my sister very much and her children's father wasn't around so it was my responsibility to take care of them.
I was a young lady named Elise and she was from Germany. I had a husband named Michael and a daughter named Emma. I lived in the 40's to the 90's and died due to a rare kidney disease. It was a very amazing life!
i chose the left path. my spirit animal guide was a deer with deep brownish black eyes. my first memory was me and my mom gardening and planting flowers. i was 24 at the time. i went inside and my sister annabelle was making bread. i didnt have any boys in my family. i went to my room and wrote in my book. i was a writer. my next memory was me meeting a boy named james, but he soon disappeared. i was 27. i had 2 twins ( emily and jane). they were 2 at the time. i was sewing. my next memory was me at 35 writing my 3rd book. i was teaching my 10 year old daughters how to sew and bake bread. then all of a sudden, it skipped to me being 60 and in a bed, ill, with jane and emily by my sides crying. i soon died after that. my sister and daughters were the only ones at my funeral.
The furthest I got doing this was the spirit animal but it sounds like we have the same one? Idk how any of this works but I also had a deer with deep brown eyes. Shit was scary tho my dog stepped on my tit half way through and I couldn’t focus after that
For those saying they can't get into a hypnotic state, the hypnotic state is simply deep relaxation, when you are relaxed you absorb positive suggestions better. Don't expect to go into a trance with your eyes crossed or something, that's stage show stuff, just relax & let go.
+Chalky Choo Choo Thank you for your great comment and yes there is a lot of stage stuff out there which is something we have never done nor will do. We are in the business of trying to help people not dupe them. Past Life Regression is always best done on a one to one basis because this will give you a lot more information and the therapist can ask direct questions relevant to you personally. I am a certified, trained Past Life Regression Therapist so I know what I am talking about and have regressed many people to their past lives and in all cases clients were able to access memories that helped them in this lifetime. Thank you so much for your great comment. Namaste - Lesley the voice on the meditations. 🙏🏻😊🙏🏻😊🙏🏻😊🙏🏻
New Horizon - Meditation & Sleep Stories please please help me succeed in have a past life regression I have deep paralyzing fears that have nothing to do with me or what I have experienced since young childhood and since I was like six I have felt I endure everything I do in this life bc of what I must have been /done in another life
@@clariceecklund2620 in a way you are right. I have come to learn from past regressions that in each life we have lessons for our souls to learn and weather or not we did impacts our current life. But it does not necessarily mean that you did bad things or were a horrible person. This is because somethings are just hard for each individuals to get. I have a friend who in her past life's depended to much on men for her happiness. I warned her not to fall into that trap in this life and guess what she married a guy who is a drugie and a alcoholic 10 days after meeting him because she didn't want to die alone. This sort of thing takes practice and it many times comes down to your mindset when you try to regress. I have had to stop and give up so many times because my state of mind was off.
I can't tell you how many times I've tried to walk through the door in the past, to just get a glimpse of what was but I never could make myself do it. Finally, today, I did. I was a sheep farmer from a age long past. I knew of Roman legions but they weren't much of a threat for my lifetime. I lived with my parents, my wife, and my brother and I had a son. I felt so much pride in him and he grew into a fine young man. Coming back brought me to tears.
I remember that i was a piano musician in 1930s and played red piano. I couldnt see my ethnicity, that felt confusing for me. But i loved jazz and blues music. When i woke up i went straight to google. And i found “piano red”. He was an albino African American. I always had weird obsession about jazz music. And the weird part was, that day when he died was 25 of july. My birthday is 25 july. Damn.
I was a pretty tall and sturdy Indian boy of age 16-17, me and my parents lived in a rural village. We were farmers and I generally went to city to sell the carrots we grew. My name was Akshay and I had a sister too. I remember my house being a hut kinda thing with two rooms (?) In the front room of the house, my mother was cooking in kitchen in one left side and my father was lying down on the cot in the right corner. I remember eating with them and talking, then I went to help in farming. We grew carrots, I give one one of it to my sister. She was so happy. When I was omw to home before, she had came running to me saying "bhaiya bhaiya, khelo na mere saath, aap kabhi mere saath nhi khelte" (big brother×2, play with me please. You never play with me" she was clinging onto my leg while smiling I remember sprinting towards my home with her following me. Fast forward, I am 20 and working as a teacher in the city. I saw a girl, and fell in love with her, I bought her home and my parents accepted her, we got married and started living in village. I had a son and then a daughter, I remember going with them to a fair in city where we took photos in the photo booth and I remember my daughter playing there. Fast forward, I am 40 and I had a big fight with my son . I was upset with him, he left home and when he came back, he was held by some people, who were asking for money. Apparently, my son got in some trouble, they were beating him so I went to save hima dn begged them. I told them that I would return their money. My family started working our butts off. My daughter and wife started working as maids in other people's homes and I did a lot of jobs along with farming. We tried to pay back all the money but at last couldn't. Those guys beated me and dragged me and buried me alive. Then my suddenly opened. Damnn that was so intense..oh God. And also, I saw that my sister in that life is my younger brother in this life. And I am a girl. I saw that my spirit guide was a honeybee (it's kinda crazy how in one tarot pick a card video, I got two cards with honeybees on them 😳). Idk why but I really cried knowing that my brother was a part of my family, my sister in my previous life💕 Edit: I don't necessarily believe that what I saw was true cuz it could just be my imagination. I'll try to go through past life regression in presence of a hypnotherapist when I grow up.
HEKATE I can’t take meditation like this serious. People have thousands of thoughts per second. I have no doubt people just picture their thoughts and deceive themselves to believe what they picture
My mind is absolutely blown. I didn't know mediation into the past was a real thing until I done it last night. I see my nan young crying holding the hand of someone called Brian who was dying (I've never heard of anyone called brain) I thought "why is his name Brian the only man I know she lost was her husband" he was so ill in a bed she was crying so hurt, I said to my mum this morning your mums husband she lost wasn't called brain was he, she goes no that's her brother I said did he die before her quite young. She said yes. Mate goosebumps ain't the word. Wtf. I swear on my life I've never even heared of this man before but I see him dying. I never even met my nan she passed before I was even born. Nobody's ever even told me about him. Safe to say I'm creeped out beyond belief!
MY MOM STARTED PLAYING KILLING ME SOFTLY AND LIKE I GOT SO SCARED SO I OPENED MY EYES AND AHAHDJJF DEADASS THOUGHT SANGWOO WAS BEHIND ME (sigh,, I apologize if you think KS fans are trying to claim "Killing me softly" as Sangwoo's song. Im not trying to do that at all,, the song just reminds me of him c: )
I just remember her saying relax and I was someone looking down at my dirty feet in a dingy room and saying " how can I relax when I am a prisoner?" And then that memory ended
Jojo Smih i fell in love with this girl and this guy killed her cuz he’s homophobe or whateva and i ended up killing myself. i was crying irl like no joke
@@mariacano173 i fell in love with a girl and SHE was homophobic and when she found out i was a lesbian i killed myself and my mom found right before i died. the kicker is that my mom looked like an older version of me now. my last words were i'm sorry i love you to my mom. it was freaky
I was a teenage girl in the late 1890s and I wrote to a man named Theodore which I can only assume was the love of my life. Next thing I know I'm attending his funeral pregnant with his child and it broke my heart but I named my son after his father and my next memory was me with my now toddler son in the streets of New York in 1910 and he was in an adorable gray coat. That was the most vivid memory. Later on I watched my death in 1958 with my son by my side, my granddaughter Cindy and great granddaughter there as well though she was little. This was my first time doing this and I had to Google a lot to get the timeline down bc I didn't know what year it was, except my final year. While on my death bed the year 1958 just came to me so I knew that must've been the year I died
about 15 minutes in, i saw a little girl. she had really dark blue eyes and there was something wrong with one of her eyes, it was like a black little line, she had blonde hair. she looked around 3/4. i saw her getting stabbed in the woods or like a forest, something like that. She was getting stabbed by two adults, one male and the other female. it looked and seemed so real and i just couldn’t do it anymore. i can’t stop crying-
I chose left turn and my spirit animal was a black wolf with gold eyes. the tree I was led to didn't have a door, and the walls were pure white with blinding lights in streaks across the ceiling. my first memory was of me standing in the living room of my uncle's house crying. I looked over to the kitchen and saw my uncle making dinner. he looked up at me and his eyes were filled with so much sympathy and sadness. I looked to me left to see my little cousins. one was a boy about 3, and the other was probably less than a year old. I had no feelings towards any of them even though they were technically my family. I was born in 1942. My name was Ella after my mother who died giving birth to me. I had green eyes and dark brown wavy/curly hair. I was so pretty but always ruined it with how miserable I looked. my dad hated me because I was the reason my mom was gone, and gave me up the day I was born. I was raised by my uncle from my mom's side. he had 2 kids of his own. I never grew close to him or his kids. I didn't see anything about him having a wife. my uncle cared for me but I didn't really see him or my cousins as anything special. I was always sad and crying and had no friends. my uncle died young to cancer, when I was 16 and my cousins and I were separated into different foster homes. I loved nobody and nobody cared for me until I met a boy named Thomas in school, which leads to my second memory. I was walking to class with tears in my eyes when he saw me. I tried to ignore him but he grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a hug. I was crying in his arms and felt it felt sooo good. i felt safe and loved and not judged by him. when I stopped crying I pulled away and we looked at each other for what felt like an hour. he had black hair and gold eyes, exactly like the wolf spirit animal who led me to the old tree to see my past life. he was the only person that I ever loved, and the only person that ever loved me. we spent the next 4 years together. we got an apartment, he proposed and I became pregnant. my last memory took place in 1964, also known as the year that I died. we were at restaurant when a fire broke out. my fiance was in the bathroom, which was right next to the kitchen where the fire was. a middle aged man grabbed my arm to get me out of the building. I screamed and hit him until he let me go and I went to find my fiance. he was on the floor coughing when I got to him. we could barely breathe and he was moving too slowly to get out of the building in time. I died in the fire 2 months pregnant with my fiance in my arms at 22 years old. nobody came to my funeral, or even cared that I died. the majority of my life was sad and miserable, and the only thing that made my life worth living was Thomas. :')
I almost started crying. I was so lonely in my past life.. I lived alone in a big city, and did not have any connections. Eventually I adopted a son but I got ill not long after. While I was crossing the street when I got to get out of the hospital to see my son after months of not seeing him I got ridden over by a car.
I was a little girl named Clara who was taken by her alcoholic father and left in an ally way in new York in the snow. She died there. She was in a nightgown and had no shoes. I felt the snow on my feet. She was only 8. I got wayyyyy more details but this is the gist
She would walk to school each morning with her mother we lived close to school. That week my teacher ms.barneby was having us do art projects a painting project she never finished hers. Clara's painting was never finished
She had a teddy bear with a red bow around his neck. He was missing an eye. It was a gift from her grandmother. Moms mom. The night she dies she was wearing a white nightgown with little pink flowers on it.
I actually just visualized my childhood. Different instances, at our old grandmothers house, at my aunts house and walking through the paths with side flowers. I was a happy girl especially at my grandma's. Then the dogs outside started barking and that was it. I got off and came to write this message. Hope to continue another day 🙏
Wow honestly in this life I have an obsession with tea pots and i finally realised why I was a Victorian boy who live in quite a wealth family and I married a maid but she had a miscarriage and a month later drowned herself in a lake and I because really depressed and focused on my work and one night when I was walking home I decided to walk across the ice, and that's when I met my second wife she saved me and we had two beautiful children and I got the flu when I was 50 ish and died peacefully in my bed with my children around it
I wasn’t human, I was a bird. I could feel my wings, i could feel the wind, I was alone, and I died alone. Thank you deeply for this magnificent experience that I didn’t know I needed.
My Past Life Name: Amanda Age:28 Kids: son, clayton 2 years old died of cancer Spouse: husband, Richard 34, abusive, died from car crash Year: 50's Died: in sleep, alone
You guys can't imagine how hard i cried after this. I had a baby! we died by wolves attack. everytime i remember that i start crying again, i just feel so sorry for my family. But the thing is, it was just like a really strange dream i had years ago it felt so real i was running from wolves and there was my baby in my arms i was so scared. and now i found how we died both of us, i just don't know what happened to my husband cuz i still remember his face and when he was protecting us in the dream at that time he told me to run away with the baby and leave but he wasn't there when we were dead, i guess he died before us that's how the wolves found us again...
Maybe my imagination is just wild but the life I saw was me as an Arcturian alien or Pleiadian. I had purple skin with three fingers and toes and I can’t even begin to describe my planet. It’s so insane, the architecture and the calmness. I’ve never felt so content in a life
the narrator: slowly open your eyes
me with my eyes already open because i was waiting for her to tell me to close my eyes 👁👄👁
hahaha lmao
Reyes Keiysha I’m dying at this comment and idk why😂😭
I’m hella weak 🤣🤣
Literally me rn😭
🤣🤣🤣 was reading comments waiting for her to say close eyes
I’m too adhd to actually shut my brain off like I was almost there and my brain just goes shawty like a melody
Jdkansj Amsoshwkaoxnwlannsjwoxneja I’ve never related to a comment more in my life 😭😭😭 like I exhaled so hard from that one☠️☠️
LMAOOOOOOO
Same I actually didn’t see anything no worries you will get used to it if you meditate more
this comment is so accurate 😭
Yes
i have airpods on and everytime she stopped talking for a while and then talked again it just scared the hell out of my and its 3am i just came cuz of tik tok
same
Same tho 😂
I came from tiktok 😂
samev may I ask what does this do????
SAME HAHAHA
If you came across my comment, just know that the universe is guiding you to the right direction. Forgive yourself and let go of your past, you are worthy of abundance and growth. You are loved, be thankful and enjoy the now❤
Loved?!! By who?!! I am the last in my. Family. I buried my brother exactly one month ago today and my husband is cheating on me and refuses to stop and refuses to leave this house. I have no where to go. I’ve been a stay at home wife for 21 years. We also have our own business. He spends too much for me to have any to afford to find and maintain a place alone. He knows this and that’s why there is mental, emotional, financial, and cheating abuse. He will lay in bed beside me texting her and sending her pictures of himself. So, we ALL are NOT loved. I have no friends either he tried to cheat with them too. Some he did cheat with he even cheated with our niece (2x’s).
@@shannongarcia81
Shannon, I’m sorry to hear this. My wife had an affair 5 years ago, I know how it feels.. we’re good now but wasn’t easy. Fuck him, ya don’t need m anyway. I know it’s hard, things change all the time tho so keep yer chin up..
thank you, I needed this comment 😭
Ate you that desperate to get likes that you write the most generic comment that gets thousands of likes
@@shannongarcia81 I know that generic positivity platitudes can have the opposite effect on someone going through it like you've described. I've been in similar places. But the gods and the spirits are truly always watching. If you succeed in communicating with the ones that want sincerely to see you happy it can be life altering. Your circumstances are certainly soul rending. There's no worse feeling than the awful betrayal that comes with people who should love and protect you doing the exact opposite, especially if you don't have anyone or anywhere else to turn. I hope there's a change for you soon and that if there's any chance for your marriage recovering it presents itself. People aren't thinking it through with comments like this.
I walked aimlessly through A desert pretty sure i was a crab
MUAHAJSODKSN😭😭 wack😃
@Nevaeh MUAHHAHAHSHDG YES😭😹😹
if that was my past life i wouldn't wanna keep existing this way
Dude mine was on a dock by a river last time I did this 😂it was weird
I havent watched this yet but im pretty sure i was one of Jeffery Domers victims...i have never heard of him or been told about him but some how i know everything about him,and what he did...i feel like i know him and his name always pops up when i zone out or hear jeffery....wish me luck i will give an update
I was about 3 months pregnant and a female person pushed me down the stairs. She killed me and the baby.
Omg !! That’s terrible 😔
aww
Do u feel it when u die? Did it hurt
Sheldon Hylton hi, what belief system is this? It really resonates with me!!
WHYD I LAUGH WTF
was anyone else an animal because I was literally a turtle and some ghetto little girl threw me into the ocean-
LMFAO IM DESD
LMFAO💀💀💀
ZHajahahajajj
IM DYING
Lmaoooo
Don’t be scared guys, nun of this will hurt you, I used to fear the same thing, just remember as you start to see things during the meditation that your protected and your just fine it’s just yu tuning into your higher self, Amen 🙏🏾
@Hazel Allison you obviously got the point, smh
It hurt me, i seen cruel things and now i feel very bad and guilty
Vibration
is this going against god
@@gabby-ug3rs many people say yes or no, it seems they are very divided so I recommend asking for God’s guidance
Imagine someone finding out that they were Albert Einstein
Hitler would be worst
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Vrabie Liviu I would love that
@@vrabieliviu8320 I told my friend I was doing this and she kept "joking" around saying "Your so Hitler!" But finding think so, just have to wait and see
so apparently i was a young japanese school girl who died by choking on cake
😲😳
That’s real sad
Is the cake good?
Yanri.00 it was to die for 🥰
Oh no. I am so sorry I laughed but... yikes
i was doing this with airpods in, and in the middle of the meditation i just hear “BATterY iS LOw”
Endless Poptarts I’m laughing so hard at this comment 😂😂
Lmao 😂😂
Lmao, this made me laugh so hard
Same and mine just disconnected randomly 😔
LMAOOO
I did this last night and I must say I'm still deeply touched by what I saw. In my past life I was part of a korean royal family. The first vision I had was in the 1870s and my name was Lia/Ria. I was just walking around the palace when I saw a man who greeted me. He was so happy to see me and said: "You are finally back! I missed you and waited for you." we then hugged and he caressed my head. Sadly I had to dissapear to my next memory which were my duties. I remember receiving scrolls of different requests I had to admit or reject, receiving news of what happened in the village and more. I saw a tone of books and many calligraphy brushes. I was deeply into writing, literature and reading as I had a whole bookshelf behind me. Ironically even in this life, I adore reading and I am a linguist. Fast forward, I was in my 30s and I was holding a newborn baby boy at home whilst facing my husband, in our bedroom. I remember I was really happy looking at the baby but then I got sad when asked what's going on in that life. It was a war and my husband had to go fight, there was an ongoing dispute between korea and other areas. I remember being so scared of losing him, crying and asking him to be safe, he swore he will come back to me and find me. Fastforward in time, he came back from battle laying down covered by a white sheet, he passed away in battle and I was extremely heartbroken. His beautiful pale face was covered in blood and he was so cold. Then a new memory followed of him dressed in white and laying down on a bed, he was resting peacefully, me and my son were grieving next to his body. He looked so pure and peaceful, I grabbed his cold hand and cried. Jumping a few years my son was older now, he became prince and got married to a beautiful woman, I felt so proud of him but also empty as my husband passed away. I felt like a half of me was gone and that was a constant lingering feeling I had throughout my life. After, we were given some time to recover more memories and I then saw him again, we were in a garden, sitting on a bench and enjoying the beautiful atmosphere. Again, deeply in love with eachother, we shared the beautiful feeling of love. At the back of my mind I was again worried that something will happen to him. He was someone I didnt want to lose and that I deeply loved. He comforted me and grabbed my hand. That's when I realised I had a big jade ring on my finger which I continued having throughout my life. I never took it off, even after my death. I read more about it and that was my wedding ring. Jade rings also aignify royal families and authority. Apparently a jade ring singified being proposed to in winter time. After the death of the husband, the wife keeps wearing her jade ring as a symbol of her faithfulness to him and her loyalty towards the country. This is true as I never re-married after his passing, nor did I want to meet someone else. Fastforward more to my death, that was super painful to watch, I started weeping. In the same place my husband lied down when he passed, I was resting in the same place. But this time it was my son, his wife and my 2 grandchildren by my side. I had a beautiful granddaughter and handsome grandson. The cause of my death was old age and death whilst sleeping. For my burial, I was buried in the garden my husband and I loved to spend our time. We were burried together. In the end we did see eachother again.
I got teary eyes while reading this. Hope you are happy in this life...
@@tanishqua.111 awhh I'm sorry 😭
Thank you, I wish you much happiness this life too!
@@BlueberrySlush13 So sweet of you. I have a question, umm.. did you got to know about your past life using this video only? Or you used any other method too. Because I think it's kinda difficult for me to see those things. Any suggestions??
Like I want to know in detail...
Please try to answer when you are free💜
@@tanishqua.111 sorry for replying late. I mainly did past life regression through videos. This was my first one, after doing this one I tried a few more. Interestingly enough even in the other past life regression videos I tried after this one, I was the same person with the same story but in each regression experience I found out more about myself. But different events were prominent. My present self also relates to my past self so much in terms of likes, dislikes, appearance, personality, life lessons and places I'm attracted to. Even dates of birth, her family members have birthdays of my parents. Like I said, in my past life I was part of a royal korean family and all my life I wanted to move to korea. Even now I'm working towards moving there I even learnt the language. I've always been attracted to korean traditions and I never knew why, I'm attracted to jade jewellery like she was. My past self told me once to keep teaching people and create opportunities for them, she was a humanitarian who loved people. Now my dream is to be an English teacher and model people's futures. Its crazy accurate and I find myself shocked everytime I find something new. But yes initially I mainly used past regression videos 🤍
@@BlueberrySlush13 Thank you so much for your detailed answer. And let me tell you one thing that you are the most humble person I met in the youtube comment section.
We don't know each other but I really wish your whole life to be full of happiness and positivity and whatever emptiness you had in your past life to be filled with love in this life.
🫂❣
I just started progressing and ofc my parents had to be annoying and come to the room 10 times and think i am dead!!! Tf
I just do everything at night
my mom just interrupted me when i was halfway the video trying to unplug my earphones cause she thought i was sleeping
i'm feeling both relaxed and like something just pulled out all the energy inside me
i am mishkaa me too
Yea me too but it’s my siblings
This is me with my Mexican family😒
Everyone in the comments literally made up their past life a thriller..lol..not a single person was like 'I died because of a heart attack at 65'
well i died of a fever so...
Like I literally died of old age
@@ainsleyfincher Me too - Switzerland 1861 - aged 31.
Amita Kunra I don’t necessarily believe all this, but what if because the death was exciting that’s the one they remember?
@@lexi7749 well We all are energy and energy can neither die nor be created..it can only change its form. Furthermore even I don't know if it is true or not but isn't it soothing to think there is not only dark after death
i tried to do this but biggie smalls lyrics kept playing in my head and....
Omg😳 how old are u were u born after he died wtf??? Ur biggie smalls🤭 I’m such a huge fan, I see you’ve reincarnated dude
Zoe Leblanc timbs to my hooligans in brooklyn
Ugh and I have Gary numan playing in my head!
It was all a dream
@@UnioMystica94 literally only 1 person got this comment.... how sad lol
amazing, i was a man in egypt before the plagues. i was a slave with a wife but we left eventually and found a community where i could herd sheep. had 3 children, a son and 2 girls, and died of old age. i did everything for my wife and family, felt no pain when thinking it was for them, and died telling them of my deep love for them and held their hands. it was a life of hard work but i liked it this way, and realized i was the luckiest man alive.
I found out I had a daughter. I loved her very much and she was everything to me. I was heart broken when she left home. And when I died, she was the only one there. She held my hand til the end. When I "woke up" my body felt all weird and it was like I had just left for a bit. I have never been so relaxed.
Star Girl When I woke up I felt weird too.
Army
Was it scary?
@@vayanantyam4503 Not at all. If you haven't tried it yet, I would recomend it as I felt really calm and relaxed. :)
I found out I had a father who I loved very much, he used to put his hand on my cheek and as he was poor he married me in to a rich family the son of them had somebody who was my best friend my love, in the end when i was supposed to be getting married a pale blond girl jumped in front of me and got killed, afterward I saw my father die and I held his hand as he put his hand on my cheek, and in the end my love died and I killed myself
tried to do this and got 20 minutes in
couldn’t figure out why i could only see darkness and then remembered i have aphantasia (the inability to visualize mental images)
😹😹😹
Wait so people can visualize things with their mind?
yes,i think 90% of the world can actually visualize descriptions and dreams while their eyes are closed
I have the same problem lmao
thats a thing? i just thought it was normal
I was my grandmother who died 3 years before I was born. I confirmed all the details with my Mother who never talks about her. When I reached out to my Mother about this meditation she knew and asked if I was her Mother . I wasn't upset during the meditation but felt releaved that I do know her as I am her.
How sweet. I almost cried reading this
@@erinbobaren7196 I feel like a weight has been lifted. There are so many similarities between is after talking with my Mother. It wasn't crystal clear but I knew every important date that something good or very bad happened through the life. Leslie ( the speake) is amazing and my whole family loves her. Can't get my kids to bed without her children's meditation. Stumbled upon this as a suggestion and so glad I did. ❤
@@shay.shay83 Thats really beautiful
Wow. I’ve been thinking about your story for daYs now. This is unbelievable and I’m so glad you feel like a weight has been lifted :))
So u where a mother to your mother and now she is your mother this weird
I was a very respectable, pupular man in some small town somewhere in Europe. i had a lovely wife and a beautiful, creative, full of energy daughter. Her hair was black as coal and her eyes of the most beautiful light brown I've ever seen. Pale, white skin. She wore a beautiful red dress, like Little Red Riding Hood and she loved to play in the forest. i remember following her one day to her "secret spot" and she welcomed me in offering me a "cup of tea", she somehow had carried a small porcelain white tea set all the way over ~ so I had to pretend there was tea in it. She knew exactly how I liked my tea. I wasn't angry like other fathers would've been, I always loved seeing her happy, running around, swimming in the river; dirt in her dresses, leafs in her beautiful, silky black long hair, I loved it! She was my adoration. She loved to play around in the forest. Moving forward in time, I went to her wedding by myself because her mother had passed away by then from a terrible fever but we both said to each other she was there with us in spirit. My daughter found a nice man to marry and I remember being very pleased and happy for her. I treated that smart young man as my own son. He was from a good, well known, respectable family in town. He was tall, light brown hair, hazel eyes and there was always a smile on his face. They seemed very happy. Moving forward in time again, she lost her first baby in the winter. She was a beautiful little girl, few months old, when she got the flu. We were all were very sad. This was the first time I saw her husband without his signature (very charismatic, charming) smile on his young face. With time, I grew weaker and weaker as I was getting old, I used a cane and caught a bad habit to drink after the death of my first grandchild. I fell once during when I was drunk and spent what seemed like hours on the ground by myself until the house keeper found me. Sooner after that, many years after the death of my first grandchild, I spent nearly a month in bed. It was also during winter. Snowing outside. I comforted my two other grandchildren, a beautiful girl and a boy, they looked just like their handsome parents. I loved them. I told them not to be sad, I told them soon we'd be together and they shouldn't worry about it since it was natural, I also told them I'd be always watching them from heaven. They were weeping and very confused but calmer after I had a word with them. The room was full of people, men and women, some of the women were crying but I can't remember who were they. They were all wearing old fashion costumes. The women puffy dresses and the men black and gray suits and top hats. Then, I died with all my loved ones surrounding me. I can't remember my name. But I know I was first a farmer just like my parents and then got involved in politics somehow and became a very respectable, pupular man in town. And that was me back in the 1800. Now, I think I kind of look like my daughter and my beautiful granddaughters. I think I chose to come back as a female because I always thought women deserved more rights. My daughter was very outspoken and intelligent and many tried shutting her down, telling her that wasn't her place and to act like a lady, that she was embarrassing her husband, but I always thought she could do just as much as any man could. She was a rebel in her time, some people thought she wasn't very "lady like" of her being that outspoken but I never disapproved of her behavior because I was on her side. I knew how smart and intelligent she was. And that's as far as I can remember.
I feel like I need to be high while doing this...
Girl that’s what I’m doing right now before I start this
Exactly what I did
It’s trippy I did it last night lol
I feel like i need to be on fucking DMT I didnt see anything
Mitchell Morgan Same I see black everytime I’m like waiting to see my past life and there’s absolutely nothing 👁👄👁
I started crying before the actual meditation even progressed very far; "Remember, always, you are *safe,* you are *loved.* _Always."_ i needed that.
Girl, SAME
Sending love❤️❤️💖💖✨✨❤️❤️❤️
Imma use it as a mantra now.
SAME i literally said ,,thank you‘‘ out loud brjjfjfbfj
I did too!!!
Omg I found out I was a king called Joseph and someone called Maria loves me I searched up king Joseph and found him and had a wife called Mariana and a daughter Maria I’m so freaked out
Goggle king Joseph cuz If ur someone that believes in this kinda stuff then that's crazy
Jayden Postma I did I am on Wikipedia 💀
@@bambi275 I know. I've read about king Joseph he was also mentioned in a old tv show I use to love to watch. He was also Napoleons older brother
Jayden Postma ooo nice also my brother is called peter in this life time and that life time freaked me out 😳
@@bambi275 yeah it would freak me out to. I haven't gotten a chance to watch the video and see if I had a other life but I'm excited to.
Lord Krishna disclosed the fact in Geeta first time on this planet that all of us had infinite previous lives in the past and soul is immortal...
I was a 52 year old man who got shot while at the park with my 3 kids.
well that’s sad 👁💧👄💧👁 now I’m lowkey scared to know about my past life... 🚶🏻♀️🚶🏻♀️
sad :(
ion get it. what do i do?
Honestly like.....king. This is life goals can I be your past life now thanks.
did you actually felt the gun shot ?
I got scared when I saw the house i was in and people I didn't know and "woke up" then my nose started to bleed.
eleven is that you?
This scared me omg
Wtf
💀💀
eleven is that you
Is it normal to have alot of fear and anxiety I couldn't even finish two mins without feeling uneasy but i want to try
Yes it is. You can try listening to it at some point during the day. So that you can get a feel of what she’s saying and that way you won’t be so scared to listen to it at night and really get into the meditation. Good luck!
@@gretchensantiago1492 thank you for ur advice! I really appreciate it :)
Some of your uneasiness can be that your soul knows what is there and on a deep and profound level you do too but your conscious(ego) mind doesn't want to lose control of your limiting beliefs and negative thoughts. When you heal those past lives your true nature will shine thru and your ego mind won't control your thoughts anymore...your heart will. You will be much happier and calmer and you will be at peace.
I feel scared to open the door!
This is completely normal. Some lives open up much easier than others. But some are also much darker than others. When you do this, you have to be ready to relive all that life gives you. You cant try to limit yourself by saying "i only want a name" or "i dont want to know how i died".
I made it to 17 minutes before my legs fell asleep and it started to hurt 😂 17 minutes is actually the longest meditation I've done without getting distracted by my random thoughts 😂😂
wait i stopped at exactly the same time before my hand felt like its being scratched
i just kept going and tried to ignore it.................and failed after about half an hour😢
I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep. I’ve never meditated longer than 20 mins.
Same and then I was walking through a forest and suddenly saw a jump scare of a women
Had to stop I was so scared
💀💀💀💀
I was married to a great man. We had two kids, a boy and a girl. Then he was murdered... this was really intense for me, I kept crying.
So sorry for your loss. Wish you the very best 💖
I’m sorry for your loss but may I get the context of this?
I’m not trying to be daft or prude, I’m genuinely curious.
I understand me and my kids died in a fire in 1835. My husband came home to nothing but sadness. I think I met him because this man looked at me and said “do I know you” he started crying. I’m already married. It’s very hard
What the hell , I was married to a wife 1 girl 1 boy date was September 12 1948
oh my..what if 2 people realize they had the same past life? Like they were husband and wife in their past life..it would be lit
I fell asleep? I FELL ASLEEP! Oh I was so excited to see my past lives and then this happens... such an anticlimax
It happend to me too. I feel sad about this
It might be a bad idea but I would try it again
lmao all i remember was deep breathing and the suddenly im awaken 2 hours later lying on my side i feel cheated
Whenever I try these I always fall asleep....that or my mind just won’t let me do it
marlee aguirre facts I woke up at 2 am lmao
If you dont have a past memory then maybe this is your first life
WolfGang Cx,
That’s pretty cool to think about.
You may just need to practice ya know
I think you're a bit too advanced of a being for this to be your first.
When I did this a name Philip Patrick Henry Cronin came to me and I was murdered is all I remember
In our life between. We have an option to not know or remember. Even if you’ve lived hundreds, thousands. People come to me with deep frustration when they can’t achieve an archived memory. Just trust that it’s your own souls choice. Maybe it interfered with a learning experience knowing too much before and you opted out this time. 🤗
So- this is what I experienced during this.
( if you are bothered by violence and mild gore, don’t read)
Ill try to keep this short, but in my past life, I was a coal miner before I became a soldier in WW2. I wasn’t a big General with a ton of medals and a high status, just a soldier. I remember writing letters to my pregnant wife and my son while I was at war as i ate canned beans with a friend, sitting on a log around a warm fire. I remember what my wife and son looked like, and I remember that my wife was going to name our newborn daughter Margerite. The most memorable portion of my meditation was when I was running through a muddy gray field, while it rained heavily. I could hear the sounds of planes flying all around me and bombs dropping nearby. The dead and the wounded were scattered around, some buried away under the mud, struggling to move as they were trampled by hundreds of men. Others were missing limbs, and even organs. At some point I had fallen over and looked up to see the rest of the soldiers killing each other in this muddy field, and I was very quickly attacked by a man in a green uniform.
I killed that man, though I won’t go into detail about how I did it. I will never forget what he looked like, the fact that he was another human being who had a family waiting for him somewhere, a man who had died to defend his home and serve a government that had betrayed him.
This entire scenery looked like the earthly embodiment of Hell. The entire time, there was a pit in my stomach and I felt shaken with regret and longing to return home to the ones that truly cared for me.
A year later, my plane was shot down over the ocean (I’m unsure of what ocean it was), and I could physically feel my stomach drop as the plane fell, and how cold the water was. The last thing I remember was struggling to undo my seatbelt, and looking around at the blackness of the water around me. Soon, I stood in the white room with the lamp in my hands. There was a polished casket in front of me, and it was open. For several minutes I just looked at the man in the casket: he was fair skinned, and had short blonde hair. He seemed so peaceful, despite everything. I don’t know if his/my body was ever even discovered, but I believe that seeing him in the casket just symbolized the end of that life. I was on the verge of tears by the end of the meditation, because I’d learned about world war 1 and 2 in school and how treacherous it was to have lived through it, but to actually feel the pain and partially the experience of someone who suffered and died in a war that should have never existed? The pain of knowing that I had to leave behind a beautiful marriage, that there were two more children in the world who had to grow up without their father..
I haven’t slept in days, and I see things much differently than I did before. Life is so short, and it passes by so quickly.
Late response but that’s an interesting story dude
my past life was literally so beautiful 🥺 i was a girl in the 40’s, my parents were a nurse and a businessman. i ended up getting married to my high school sweetheart in my parents back yard under the cherry trees, had a daughter, and died of old age with my daughter sitting by my side 🤍
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Máat Melanin you don’t know that
aww that’s adorable
That was a fortunate and beautiful life.
❤️🥺
I started crying. Firstly of joy and after that of regret. I think i failed people i loved in my past life. I failed to protect them and offer them what they needed. I was weak but kind. Maybe that s why i am so obssesed now with being strong and always doing the right thing.
I feel so emotional right now.
“What does your house look like” “what room are you standing In” - Me standing in rubble: 💧👁👄👁💧
I was trapped in a dark basement... yikes
I was on a dirt road 🤣
Serenity Turner I think we knew each other cause same
@@reinaperez1717 I was running away from my abusive husband
*me in a cardboard box* i
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I saw myself as a middle aged man living as a hermit on the Irish seaside. Was totally alone but felt at peace and one with nature. I live very much this way in my current life as well. I always see a large, mature stag when my spirit animal comes up.
I lived on the Irish seaside as well but I was the man of the house I had a wife and two girls. One of them died of some lung disease 😔 but I remember the hearth and my bow and arrow 🏹
@@mysmirandam.6618 Sorry to hear about your little one passing on early 😔
@@mysmirandam.6618 so sorry to hear about your loss of previous child :( I believe sometimes losses and grief of previous lives can leave an imprint on us and affect the next one.
@taylorgarton6983 oh yes ... I lost one in this life too I think it did help to have already experienced the worst pain ever
Is your North node in the 6th house this life?
i was a wealthy rich man who fell in love with a women. i broke her heart and took her for granted. she ended up killing herself shortly after getting raped by a new lover of hers. i felt guilty and angry and saw myself assaulting other women to find her in them. this felt creepy and tears fell. i felt like i lost the love of my life. immense amount of shame.
damn. this story is like a rollercoaster
What the heck I had a vision just like that but in the girls pov
Omg you seen sound my ex in my past feluire relationship with him I feel dead and living lost after he broke my heart
I was really living dead
•Milk Tea• you guys need to reconnect!
I kept on trying to imagine stuff but then shes like "cAn YoU hEaR tHE eArTh MoViNg" and I'm like " I'd be able to if you just shut up for two seconds"
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Lol
YEAH omg her voice got so annoying, like if she would just shut up I could 😂😭
Right? I was trying so hard to imagine something and this bih goes like "what colour are the eyes of your spirit animal" i'm like damn i still have to imagine the grass.
I kept flinching when she spoke 😂
Bruh... All I was thinking about was the name Ingrid. I was wearing an old outfit, and I was very happy. There was something related to witchcraft, and doing the white magic... I researched Ingrid witch. And behold there was this lady Ingrid ylva in Sweden, who was a noble woman who practiced white magic and had an amazing family and life. If this regression thing is true, I am truly amazed and happy.
Have you ever watched witches of east end? Ingrid is on there lol
You are telling me you were Ingrid Yiaya that practiced white magic for good reasons and died in 1251? Very interesting for sure.
Omg watch once upon a time there’s a character named Ingrid who practiced white magic and was online for a throne
wow... that's so cool!
Wow a witch
It feels so amazing, this is my first time doing a meditation. I saw my past life as a police officer in 1952. The saddest thing is i’m poor, i lived with my mom and my mom’s sister. I was very focused on my work until my mother died while I was still working. Also, I’m not married until the last day of my life. I saw 68 years old me identified had a brain cancer and dying alone in a hospital.
What I learn from this experience is, i need to be more open up with my surroundings, not only focusing on my self, I need to build some relation so I can going through my bad times with companion. It’ll be more meaningful to share my day with someone in my life.
It was sad but also an amazing experience! I love it! Thank you for this video 🫶
As a policeman you protected us from the criminal element. You deserved better. Where was the Patrolmen's Benevolent Association when you needed them?
I really wanted to do this, but my family couldn't just be quiet for an hour! I was only able to get 15 min in because I could not become relaxed due to all of the noise!
Try late at night or early morning about 2 am, with headphones.
@@michaelmallal9101 thanks i will tonight!
Same only I couldn’t even get to 5 minutes :(
Same, my dogs won't stop barking 😭🤣
Same here😄lol
holy shit, so.
i was a young girl, abt 11 maybe 12. my name was clara-anne. it was the 1700s i dont know specifically when. i was poor, proably homeless, i had no shoes, long mangled straight blond hair that needed to be washed, torn raggedy clothing. there were cobblestones on the ground and small buildings all around me, i was in an alley washing clothings and hanging them up to dry. i saw a girl, who was my friend in present day, but it didnt look like her. she was rich, drowning in a big fancy dress with a parasol thingy, she was maybe 15/16. i remember walking out this gateway and into the sunset. there was my house, a small rundown cottage thing. inside was my family busy in the kitchen. i had a brother around my age and a baby sister. but i was the oldest. years past and i became the maid for the rich girl, she treated me like an equal unlike everyone else. i was cinching her dress up getting her ready for a ball. and then it stopped. nothing happened after. it just ended.
Fantastic. Sounds like the UK maybe. Thnx for sharing.
Interesting. I love the detail 💜
@@jeaniechowdhury6739 I was thinking about France since her name was Clara-Anne but you’re right ! It could be UK too...
... If you were in western france... I lived before 1700.... based on all you said you may have been my grandkid 😂😂😂😂😂 My daughter was Ana or Anne and my wife Mari, I was a blacksmith 😂😂😂😂 probably not tho but toooo many similarities lololol
Is this really your past life really you feel by hearing this audio
don't mind me, writing this down here before i forget and so i can find it later.
1918. i was called eddie. edward? and i had the most beautiful, dark-haired girl beside me. donna. i love her, more than anything in the world. her smile was bright, her eyes were gentle. her voice was soft and always calling my name. eddie. eddie. eddie.
we got married. she was pregnant with our son. it was magical. but we fought. she cried and it felt so painful. but i hugged her, and we stayed like that. donna, my darling. i love you. i love you.
i got fired from a job i hated. but i felt like the worst person on earth. i couldn't support donna like this. where is my child? nowhere. he died. i go to the bar. drink. more and more. drunk and crying, i came home. i told donna what happened. she smiled and let me cry. eddie, it'll be alright. we're alright. i promise.
i'm old. so old. my hands are wrinkly and shaky. a cup of warm tea. who put it there? donna? donna i love you. thank you my dear. i cough. i close my eyes. and i die. my heart stopped beating. it was painless. it was peaceful.
what i learned from this life? it will be alright. life has its ups and downs. i can get fired. fight with my love. but i live, and i die peacefully. just as was intended.
my happiest moment was dancing to an old french song on a half-working radio with donna. my saddest was when i saw her cry.
spirit animal, an owl. large, brown. bright yellow eyes.
👁💧👄💧👁
My name is Donna,I have dark brown hair and uh,I apologize for the other Donna’s death.
I, is the yellow eyes a universal thing? I had a stag and he had bright yellow golden eyes
@@plecotusauritus327 no idea honestly :")
@@angiewu8294 so u had to think of it or it appears in the first 20 minutes
I was a little girl, in the 50s , remembered my marriage, my life, and my died alone. This is what I remembered. Lesson learned: make relationships with other people ❤️
Hey my dude, how'd the experience go in a bit more detail.
No matter how many people you surround yourself with you are the only person you share your nerve endings with . Yes they could comfort you but no one can care about you more then you I am just now understanding this fuuly just now after a ton of old abuses. I have a hard time stopping my brain from freeze response.
How did u see...I just fall asleep. Was your vision clear? Or hazy? Am so curious about how this works
@@AartikPathak it wasn’t clear but i have see my life as a kid and as young woman and as an old woman who died alone and sad. I was crying seeing this because I noticed that women in the 50s were considered as objects not humans, which is 😔
@@fatefulbrawl5838 to be honest, it was a sad experience. I have seen myself as a little pretty blond girl with my parents and then seen myself in my wedding in a French country in the 50s. Also i had 2 kids who never respected me at all. Then my death alone, which was saaad.
Did anyone else feel like the were having a panic attack and your whole body was like vibrating? Like every nerve in your body was on alert. I couldnt finish it.
YES OH MY GOD i felt a lot of pressure on my whole body and it felt like my arms were tingling then like they weren’t there
My legs went numb and my feet felt really tingly and I couldnt breath , I had to stop .
Thats normal vibrations during meditation, its just your spiritual energy that you’re feeling
Yes only about 2 minutes in it felt like my head was wobbling like something was bopping me on the head. Kindof scary so I had to stop!
Damn I was almost there then my baby started crying 🤦
I was a little girl, brown hair, named something like”Beth”, my dad use to abuse me, and he was an alcoholic, I just died in his arms, wasn’t really wealthy.
hey this is going to sound weird but i was a young woman with light brown hair and i ran away from an abusive man, i don’t know my name but i remember i felt like i was looking for a lost soul. do u think these are related in any way?
omg fun
here i am 👁👄👁
My cousin was named Beth, my uncle is in jail now for abusing her to death...
@@bees.garden5961 holy fuck
Who in here cuz tiktok,
Ok just me
Sameeee
How did you know!!?!?
OkAy jUsT mE
Shut the fuck up
Same
Me!
I was a 14/15 year old girl who lived in a very grassy Greenland type of place. There were so many hills and so much green. My house stood alone, very tiny. There were vines coming up the house and flowers would grow on the vines certain seasons. It honestly looked like a fairy cottage. Old chimney and round windows. Everything inside was wooden and concrete. I had a sister who was very important to me. We both had very long hair and wore handmade dresses. Everything we wore we made. We dyed dresses with flowers but had very few coloured dresses. We wore white long sleeve dresses. Our hobbies were creating jewelry/accessories out of vines and flowers. The flowers meant everything. They coloured our lives and also were used to make everything more beautiful. My sister and I would be so bored during the seasons were there were no flowers. Our house was quiet. My job was to create soap and milk. My sisters was to make our families garmets/blankets. My mother cooked and my father went outside to get food (I thought it was hunting but he didn’t bring anything so I’m not sure exactly). Our family had secrets. My father would molest my sister and I and my Mom didn’t know. There were other people farther away in a village, our house was just further outside of the village. My Dad was liked, we all were but came off as eccentric or different to the people of the village. They found us beautiful but different. (They didn’t wear the flower accessories for example). We didn’t seem to mind. My mom got very sick, she passed away (her death was shown so quickly I almost missed it until I realized we were home alone with my Dad and it felt empty)
He continued the sexual abuse years after her passing.
Years later I got married and left the home. My husband was understanding and kind but I felt I settled because I wanted out of the home. My sister also married and for some reason I found my sisters husband handsome and felt she didn’t settle.
My father was close to death when I told my husband about the sexual abuse and when he died my husband was the one to go to the house and bury him it wasn’t me and my sister.
Thank you for this! I was so relaxed I was truly in a dream like state and wish I could’ve finished I only got 40 minutes in when my kids completely disrupted my meditation and I started to fade out of this past life.
A lot of it can translate into my present life! I actually make jewelry as a business and it makes sense my past family were the only ones in their village to create and wear jewelry.
Flowers are still very important to me today, and the craziest part that stands out is how naturalism has always pulled on me in this present life l (natural soaps, medicine ect) and it directly reflects my past life of creating and using natural products/items that we would grow ourselves. We made everything from our garden!!!!!!!!
I reallyyyyy want to try this, but my paranoia said no to closing my eyes for a whole hour in the dark
same i keep opening my eyes at very little crack
SAME
Same
HOW DO YOU SLEEP?!?
@@davestrider4973 i just simply ✨ don't ✨
My body is so relax to the point where i could not feel anything... BUT MY BRAIN JUST WOULD NOT SHUT UP
Same.
You should try psychosynthesis it changed me
That's meditation for ya
Righttt lol
Same!
I just cannot get my self to relax. even when I close my eyes and I’m not moving, I just think of some weird stuff and all I feel like I’m doing is just me closing my eyes being still. 😂
Same. Or something she says triggers something that distracts me and I have to try and remember the last instructions
That is how meditation is done you can't control your thoughts so just go with the flow and at one point of time you'd enter that state.
Same hahaha or I’m thinking it’s a trick that brings evil into my house 😅
nika rae girl i tried it, ill update you if anything paranormal happens. ❤️
My past life had me crying. I was this cute Italian dude named Leo in the 50s, my dad had died a few years ago and my mom had remarried. I enjoyed painting landscapes in these ugly warm colors. I was in love with my best friend, a friend I had for years. My happiest memory was kissing him for the first time. I died by being beat to death. I was in my mid 20s, it was a slow death. All I could think about was how I never truly lived in my truth. It’s so sad.
Sure…🤦🏻♂️
@jonnyOATH it worked for me too. I was a kid and got hit by a car.
@@danielle9723 Sure it wasn’t just you imagining stuff?
People like you have to ruin something so beautiful 💯 try one day & just Mabe you will change how u feel towards meditation 👌💖💯🫶🇨🇦👍🏽 God Bless🙏
@@marycloss455 Me?
I was a teacher, in every generation and every culture, books flooded all my desks and floor. My students loved me, a boy gave me a lily flower and I love lilies. In each life it’s like I was alone, no husband, as if they died, but I was still loved by all like they felt sorry for me. I was never a neat person so I’m not surprised the rooms were so unkept with books everywhere. I’m currently majoring in English Literature to become a writer and a literature professor. I felt like someone died for me at sea in my past life.
i was a teacher too lol, but like, to a royal kid
@@deuterium4.028 Ooooo these storys are so intrestinf mind if you tell me?
Thats so cute most kids don't like teachers these days its nice to hear that we did more in the past
TomboyDevil 666 ikr
So I’m pretty sure I was a goddamn zebra
What a g
I was a priestess and was murdered by someone who was like my brother just because he saw me as a threat even tho I was young and had lots of potential: man growing up an orphan in Egypt way back then sucked
I havent watched this yet but im pretty sure i was one of Jeffery Domers victims...i have never heard of him or been told about him but some how i know everything about him,and what he did...i feel like i know him and his name always pops up when i zone out or hear jeffery....wish me luck i will give an update
Lucky I fell asleep 10 min in woke up on the 30 min mark lost
SAME
I was a young lesbian woman who got married to a older man she didn't love and was actually in love with a girl she went to school with. I died young in an operation, my dad and the girl I was in love with were the only ones there.
If it rlly worked and what i saw wasn’t my mind going hehe I also a lesbian!! but in like medieval-victorian times. Loved a black haired shop owner but don’t know what happened or how we died because my mind blanked after that point
My name was Archie and I worked as a Dockhand down at the Portsmouth England Dockyard in 1880's. My wife was Elisabeth and we had a beautiful daughter named Beth.
The happiest moment that made me smile so much was seeing my daughter marry Matt. Matt and Beth moved just outside of Portsmouth where they worked a farm. Beth gave birth to our beautiful granddaughter Carrie. Years past and I died peacefully in my sleep holding my wife.
I literally just woke up I fell asleep I don’t think I had a soul lol
Same. I've tried this several times and I always fall asleep.
I just did it again, and I got to the bottom of the stairs. I was just all white, A spirit of sorts but I couldn't transition. Everything was black. And I had a flash of images. Nothing else.
I guess it was never meant to be. It feels really lonely tho, to fully be aware and know I can't connect, let alone whether I have past lives or not. :/
Miranda Jane I mean I don’t even remember like what I’ve seen but all ik is I wake up @8 and then I’m like I fell asleep? I think I had a dream tbh I don’t know but ik I’m willing to try it again sometime
I should rephrase this 😂 I've always completely passed out. This last time I was lucky enough to stay awake
Well I just tried it, but idk I fell asleep too. But I mean it is 5:30 in the morning. It was all just black idk I was too relaxed I guess.though I did feel something in my throat and my eyes hurt a little. Idk what happened. Imma try again. Hopefully it works lol. Maybe I just need sleep. I’ll update tho.
@@steph4ni3 I found that What I did was rather than sit or lay somewhere comfortable enough to sleep, like a bed,couch, or recliner, If I sat up and on the floor I stayed awake for long enough to be able to meditate properly.
Idk if this will help you guys or anything. Lemme know if it works for you :)
I died because of cancer my parents where crying and my vision became blurry then i died everything just went black.
wait do you remember what they look like
Aww that’s sad💔
christina rose my mom had black hair and green eyes she had 2 wrinkles on her forehead,my dad was bald and had brown eyes i think i had green eyes and dark blonde hair.
My name was Anne Marie and i lived in London. I was married to a man that i met on my 16th birthday (November 13th 1846). We got married four years later. He treated me like a queen. A year or so later i got pregnant with twins.🤰A boy and a girl. Three years later i was pregnant again with a baby boy.👶We were playing in our garden with our kids when suddenly an arrow hit my husband in the sholder. Luckily he survived. Another year later the baby boy was born.👶I went into the woods to get some berries when suddenly something shot me in my shoulder. I ran away but i got shot again. This time right into the heart. I managed to turn around and take a look who shot me. It was my uncle. After i saw him I fell and passed out. My son found me on the ground and got my husband who carried my half dead body into the house on my bed. I woke up for a second. I looked at my family and said with tears in my eyes "I love you so much". Those were my last words. I saw my funeral. On my grave were white roses and my whole family was there. They were all wearing black clothes and they were crying. My husband was holding my baby boy and the twins in his arms.😔
I was crying the whole time.😭 Thank you for this expierience.❤🥰 Now i know why i have such a huge bonding to twins.❤
Novemer 13th is my birthday 😳
Alina Pardeller crying
Wait can you feel everything that happens
@@Lunrbatzz I just felt that i lived a happy life, but i didn't feel any phisical pain
How beautiful and sad I'm a twin btw 💜
I've used this multiple times now connected strongly with 3 different lives, one of them I was given a name saw the events play out and I was able to Google it and find the person and events I was actually existed and matched what I had seen, absolutely amazing
That is so interesting 👌 so u keep a journal for every life, I know I would👌🤗🤔👍🫶🔥💖thanks for sharing, very beautiful 💯
Wow did you get ur past life 🎉
I am having a hard time believing that people can have access to something so supernatural so easy..
it is natural not supernatural
Am I the only one who’s like really scared to do this
did you end up doing it
I'm scared I won't be able to wake up after this
Iconic mxrely did you do it?? i wanna do it rn but i’m kinda scared lol
Iconic mxrely Ikkk
@@jennyrenfrew2256 no I never did it
Imagine finding out you gave birth to Jesus himself 👁👄👁 I would been shook af
You would’ve been 14 too! 😃
@@2008dsi_inblue lmaooo wait really?!
Viviane Wilson
Yep. 12-14, things were kinda messed up back then.
was it white jesus?
this whole thing goes against christianity lmao
I was a Native American man that lived on the Great Plains and hunted buffalo. I lived in a bigger tribe, but my circle of teepees consisted of my wife, her sister and children, and my mother. My wife was strong and independent, and a great source of comfort. My mother was went to many for guidance, a wise herbwoman who had raised many children.
In the plains, there were great snowcapped mountains in the background, small streams that burbled, and small scattered forests here and there. As a child, I grew up learning to honor the earth, and that every creature has a spirit. I learned to hunt with my brothers, and spent a lot of time travelling chasing game.
I remember my wife giving birth to my son, coming into the teepee and hearing his wailing cries. I remember the smell of the smoke from the fire, and the smell of the birthing fluids soaking the animal skins. I remember being so proud of my wife, and an overwhelming sense of love and pride as I gazed upon my son. I raised him, teaching him the ways of our people. Everything on this Earth has a spirit, every tree, every rock, every creature. I taught him the bow and the spear.
I was more patient and nonreactive, while my son had a fiery temper. He caused trouble, disrespected his elders and nature. His grandmother shamed him in front of the tribe many times. Many were angry with him for wasting game. Eventually he learned to respect the earth, but his temper was always within reach.
My wife later died giving birth to our daughter. My mother mainly raised her, and as much as I loved her, it saddened me to see her because she looked so much like her mother. I remember not spending much time with her, but she was kind, and a joy to everyone she met.
My son's temper worsened after his mother died. I'm not sure if he blamed his sister, but they weren't close and didn't spend much time together, which may have been for the better. About 12-14 years after my wife died, the white men came. I remember the amazement and fear. They were pale, they had loud guns, faces covered in hair, and bigger and stronger bodies than me or my brothers. I remember telling my son, "Never let the enemy see your fear."
At first things were tense, but no one was hurting each other and we had traded some goods. My son and his peers had begun to cause trouble, and had made the white men angry. I'm not sure what he did, but I remember clearly his chest exploding in a cloud of blood after being shot by more than 4 men at once. I remember my screams of anguish as I went to strike his killers, and too being shot with muskets. Whatever he had done had offended the white men so, was bad enough that they burned our teepees to the ground and separated families.
I laid on the grasses and made eye contact with my son as he died. I watched his last breath, watched his blood soak the grass. I laid there crying, saying, "My son, my only son." I died under the stars, and the sky welcomed me home as fires and screams raged in the background.
I don't know how I know, but my daughter was taken and integrated into white society, and she married a white man.
This is very interesting! Thank you for sharing. I had a similar experience too. I was a Native American woman that had an arranged marriage and I remember not wanting to because i had never met the man I was going to be married to. But eventually i met him and we got to know each other and it was like love at first sight. His name meant eagle claw, in the memories… i was speaking their language and could even understand which is weird because now I have no idea what language it was. Eventually, the white men came and started killing our people and destroying our home. I remember my fiancé rushing towards a white man with a tomahawk and he got shot in the back of the head. I remember yelling his name and crying, i felt such sorrow. Then one of the men turned and shot me by my hip and i slowly died. It was definitely an interesting experience and wanna know the crazy part? I have a birthmark the size of a pea near my hip and my current husband has a strawberry birthmark on the back of his head. Our birthmarks match the wounds that occurred in this past life… it is so crazy!! Makes me wonder if souls are connected too and find each other in the next life without even realizing it
@spacepotato yes, it's very strange. I think I was part of a very small tribe somewhere where Montana, North Dakota, South Dakota, and Wyoming's borders meet, either localized Sioux or Lakota natives. It's impossible to know as all the research I did something like 90% of the native populations died. I struggle a lot with feeling like I'm not meant to be living in such a time and place with such sorrow. Sure we have things easily handed to us in this society, but the world is so much uglier in comparison. I remember how brightly the stars shined and how strong the energy of the earth was. You could feel it. The air now is different, it smells and feels different. You can't feel mother nature's energy when it's all paved in concrete.
@@tiredfey i definitely agree with you on that and feel the same. I feel as if I'm not "truly free" I was born and raised in the city but never enjoyed it and prefer open fields and wooded areas, its a homesick type of feeling for some place I've never been
@spacepotato exactly. I find myself also picking up on sad energies. I visited Hot Springs, Arkansas and the national forest there was laden with so much sadness. I think it was part of an area where a large number of natives were moved to reservations.
If anyone else is struggling with mental and physical pain due to past and current life traumas, you’re not alone. And I’m sorry that there aren’t a lot of people to talk to about past lives. I hope one day it will be acceptable enough to talk about it. Until then, sending you peaceful vibes, and hoping you have a restful sleep. Goodnight awakened souls ❤️
I wish the same for you
Apparently I was a Holocaust victim in my past life. Isabelle Schnayder. I thought it was weird that I was young in the visions…
❤
That's a lovely thing to say ❤
You can script a specific person into your life
The second time I did this while lying down and fell asleep for 5 hours in the middle of the day. Never woke up feeling so well-rested before
Did you remember anything from a past life though?
@@marianamartinez561 Ya a few of them. I experienced different genders. One name that stood out was Merissa Beringer and there was Bri ish woman that made me feel like she'd always known me
I also fell asleep but I woke up after 10 minutes
Fell asleep during the 1st time and slept for about 6 hours. Don't remember anything.
Atleast you got a good sleep out of it.😂
Am I the only one who is terrified of finding out- what if I turn out to be a serial killer or a very important person in history-
Omg I was thinking exactly the same!
i would love that
Finally something I'd be able to brag about lmao
If you not hilter you would be fine
I’m more scared of finding out I was raped or poor or a slave or something. Too much trauma for me
I needed that. I have been struggling to care for my SO recently.
I visualized being a poor villager in a remote desertish part of India (probably during British rule, but idk bc its hard to tell when youre dirt poor). I lived with my parents and baby sibling as a teenager in a small mud hut with a thatched roof. I wanted to marry a girl in the village, and fast forward some time and I was. She was pregnant and we were all living together in the crowded hut. I worked hard digging the clay, turns out I was making an area to hold a cow. I purchased a cow and felt an extreme sense of accomplishment. We had a source of milk. This is important, as I had been very skinny before this memory, showing the family's hunger in the first memory as the year was quite dry.
Fast forward, I had moved to the city. I had my wife and a young child as well as an infant. We walked through the marketplace. My memory ended on top of a hill overlooking the city beneath tje magnificent stars. I knew I had fought hard to make my child happy and healthy, something I did not have the luxery of during my childhood. I felt at peace. I had more pressure at a younger age and was still able to protect and provide for my family. It gives me the strength to know that I can overcome the obstacles I am currently facing in my life.
Wow
Beautiful. I immediately knew who I was as I walked down the stairs. I could see so much of myself in her. It was in the 1700s. I was an Irish woman who was in love with another woman who died when we were 21. I left to mourn her for years and came back and ended up marrying an older man who was a widower. We had an understanding about our past loves and how our marriage would never be true love. We had children and my daughter was so much like me. It was an incredible experience.
@Hazel Allison have u tried the past life regression?
@Hazel Allison I guess you haven’t heard about the Quantum theory
Beautiful, but sad story. Do you have any feeling that somebody in your current life may be a reincarnation of either the woman you loved or the man you had married?
i was a high priestess under Artemis in ancient Greece. my town was attacked during the Roman Greek wars and we were taken as slaves. my mother died before me and i passed away due to a severe illness that could not be cured. the biggest thing that surprised me, however, given how quick to anger i am in this life, is the fact that at the end of it all, i forgave my captors. i did not die angry. that, i believe, is the biggest reason i got to relive this life. i even found the city i lived in and the cliff i used to frequent. an absolutely amazing experience thank you so much for this
Thats dope
Hellooo A.J Strand i own a past life regression discord server if you wanna join send me your disocrd or instagram
I was a 30-something-year-old fisherman in Sweden during the 1840's, named Joseph. I was pretty poor and living with my sister and her 2 children. And I was so sad and worried I wouldn't be able to provide for them. I loved my sister very much and her children's father wasn't around so it was my responsibility to take care of them.
I was a young lady named Elise and she was from Germany. I had a husband named Michael and a daughter named Emma. I lived in the 40's to the 90's and died due to a rare kidney disease. It was a very amazing life!
It didn’t work I was relaxed I just couldn’t picture anything or feel anything all I k ow is that I’m sweaty now
Because u was an alien in your past life but she won’t gonna let u know that your an alien so u won’t able to contract with them 😂🤣😂
I doesn't always work until the third time. Give it more tries. It's a nice and relaxing procedure 😊!
This could just be your first life 🤷♀️
Crow he was an alien 😢😢😱
Baby soul
i chose the left path. my spirit animal guide was a deer with deep brownish black eyes. my first memory was me and my mom gardening and planting flowers. i was 24 at the time. i went inside and my sister annabelle was making bread. i didnt have any boys in my family. i went to my room and wrote in my book. i was a writer. my next memory was me meeting a boy named james, but he soon disappeared. i was 27. i had 2 twins ( emily and jane). they were 2 at the time. i was sewing. my next memory was me at 35 writing my 3rd book. i was teaching my 10 year old daughters how to sew and bake bread. then all of a sudden, it skipped to me being 60 and in a bed, ill, with jane and emily by my sides crying. i soon died after that. my sister and daughters were the only ones at my funeral.
The furthest I got doing this was the spirit animal but it sounds like we have the same one? Idk how any of this works but I also had a deer with deep brown eyes. Shit was scary tho my dog stepped on my tit half way through and I couldn’t focus after that
Omg my spirit animal was a horse to
ONG SAME I CHOSE LEFT PATH AND MY SPIRIT ANIMAL WAS A DEER WITH BROWNISH BLACK RYES OMGGG
mine was a deer as well!
i on god got a dragonair it only help for a few minutes bruh than i stop this bs
For those saying they can't get into a hypnotic state, the hypnotic state is simply deep relaxation, when you are relaxed you absorb positive suggestions better. Don't expect to go into a trance with your eyes crossed or something, that's stage show stuff, just relax & let go.
+Chalky Choo Choo Thank you for your great comment and yes there is a lot of stage stuff out there which is something we have never done nor will do. We are in the business of trying to help people not dupe them. Past Life Regression is always best done on a one to one basis because this will give you a lot more information and the therapist can ask direct questions relevant to you personally. I am a certified, trained Past Life Regression Therapist so I know what I am talking about and have regressed many people to their past lives and in all cases clients were able to access memories that helped them in this lifetime. Thank you so much for your great comment. Namaste - Lesley the voice on the meditations. 🙏🏻😊🙏🏻😊🙏🏻😊🙏🏻
New Horizon - Meditation & Sleep Stories please please help me succeed in have a past life regression I have deep paralyzing fears that have nothing to do with me or what I have experienced since young childhood and since I was like six I have felt I endure everything I do in this life bc of what I must have been /done in another life
@@clariceecklund2620 in a way you are right. I have come to learn from past regressions that in each life we have lessons for our souls to learn and weather or not we did impacts our current life. But it does not necessarily mean that you did bad things or were a horrible person. This is because somethings are just hard for each individuals to get. I have a friend who in her past life's depended to much on men for her happiness. I warned her not to fall into that trap in this life and guess what she married a guy who is a drugie and a alcoholic 10 days after meeting him because she didn't want to die alone. This sort of thing takes practice and it many times comes down to your mindset when you try to regress. I have had to stop and give up so many times because my state of mind was off.
😂thank u cuz I never knew how simple it was. Gotta try again.
@@Topofthetopapex Do, it's easy when you get the knack, it's just being very, very relaxed in body & mind!
I can't tell you how many times I've tried to walk through the door in the past, to just get a glimpse of what was but I never could make myself do it. Finally, today, I did. I was a sheep farmer from a age long past. I knew of Roman legions but they weren't much of a threat for my lifetime. I lived with my parents, my wife, and my brother and I had a son. I felt so much pride in him and he grew into a fine young man. Coming back brought me to tears.
I remember that i was a piano musician in 1930s and played red piano. I couldnt see my ethnicity, that felt confusing for me. But i loved jazz and blues music. When i woke up i went straight to google. And i found “piano red”. He was an albino African American. I always had weird obsession about jazz music. And the weird part was, that day when he died was 25 of july. My birthday is 25 july. Damn.
Thats amazing
Very cool!
Wow !!!
@Grace B hi
Incredible!
I was a pretty tall and sturdy Indian boy of age 16-17, me and my parents lived in a rural village. We were farmers and I generally went to city to sell the carrots we grew. My name was Akshay and I had a sister too. I remember my house being a hut kinda thing with two rooms (?) In the front room of the house, my mother was cooking in kitchen in one left side and my father was lying down on the cot in the right corner. I remember eating with them and talking, then I went to help in farming. We grew carrots, I give one one of it to my sister. She was so happy. When I was omw to home before, she had came running to me saying "bhaiya bhaiya, khelo na mere saath, aap kabhi mere saath nhi khelte" (big brother×2, play with me please. You never play with me" she was clinging onto my leg while smiling I remember sprinting towards my home with her following me.
Fast forward, I am 20 and working as a teacher in the city. I saw a girl, and fell in love with her, I bought her home and my parents accepted her, we got married and started living in village. I had a son and then a daughter, I remember going with them to a fair in city where we took photos in the photo booth and I remember my daughter playing there.
Fast forward, I am 40 and I had a big fight with my son . I was upset with him, he left home and when he came back, he was held by some people, who were asking for money. Apparently, my son got in some trouble, they were beating him so I went to save hima dn begged them. I told them that I would return their money. My family started working our butts off. My daughter and wife started working as maids in other people's homes and I did a lot of jobs along with farming. We tried to pay back all the money but at last couldn't. Those guys beated me and dragged me and buried me alive. Then my suddenly opened.
Damnn that was so intense..oh God. And also, I saw that my sister in that life is my younger brother in this life. And I am a girl. I saw that my spirit
guide was a honeybee (it's kinda crazy how in one tarot pick a card video, I got two cards with honeybees on them 😳). Idk why but I really cried knowing that my brother was a part of my family, my sister in my previous life💕
Edit: I don't necessarily believe that what I saw was true cuz it could just be my imagination. I'll try to go through past life regression in presence of a hypnotherapist when I grow up.
So nyc to know
That's cool
Dam thats so cool
Is this truee?
@@sofijadjordjevic2580 huh what?
I keep seeing anime characters
😂
I saw a man a knife and a room full of flowers
I see a little boy staring right at me The Who time
😂😂😂😂
HEKATE I can’t take meditation like this serious. People have thousands of thoughts per second. I have no doubt people just picture their thoughts and deceive themselves to believe what they picture
My mind is absolutely blown. I didn't know mediation into the past was a real thing until I done it last night. I see my nan young crying holding the hand of someone called Brian who was dying (I've never heard of anyone called brain) I thought "why is his name Brian the only man I know she lost was her husband" he was so ill in a bed she was crying so hurt, I said to my mum this morning your mums husband she lost wasn't called brain was he, she goes no that's her brother I said did he die before her quite young. She said yes. Mate goosebumps ain't the word. Wtf. I swear on my life I've never even heared of this man before but I see him dying. I never even met my nan she passed before I was even born. Nobody's ever even told me about him. Safe to say I'm creeped out beyond belief!
MY MOM STARTED PLAYING KILLING ME SOFTLY AND LIKE I GOT SO SCARED SO I OPENED MY EYES AND AHAHDJJF DEADASS THOUGHT SANGWOO WAS BEHIND ME
(sigh,, I apologize if you think KS fans are trying to claim "Killing me softly" as Sangwoo's song. Im not trying to do that at all,, the song just reminds me of him c: )
Bitch i wouldve been up and out😂
this comment😭😭😭😭
Strumming😳my😻pain🔥with💅🏼his🦶🏻fingers🏘️Singing🌷my🌡️life with his♿words🦘Killing⚱️me🧼softly😏with💊his🙈 song🦞
Sangwoo can break my ankles idc 😌
yoosung enjoying but then oh sangwoo just be “MOM”
I just remember her saying relax and I was someone looking down at my dirty feet in a dingy room and saying " how can I relax when I am a prisoner?" And then that memory ended
I was a depressed korean girl who committed suicide after her best friend’s funeral
oh no :(
commited suicide in their past life gang!
Jojo Smih i fell in love with this girl and this guy killed her cuz he’s homophobe or whateva and i ended up killing myself. i was crying irl like no joke
Jojo Smih meeeee
@@mariacano173 i fell in love with a girl and SHE was homophobic and when she found out i was a lesbian i killed myself and my mom found right before i died. the kicker is that my mom looked like an older version of me now. my last words were i'm sorry i love you to my mom. it was freaky
I was a teenage girl in the late 1890s and I wrote to a man named Theodore which I can only assume was the love of my life. Next thing I know I'm attending his funeral pregnant with his child and it broke my heart but I named my son after his father and my next memory was me with my now toddler son in the streets of New York in 1910 and he was in an adorable gray coat. That was the most vivid memory. Later on I watched my death in 1958 with my son by my side, my granddaughter Cindy and great granddaughter there as well though she was little. This was my first time doing this and I had to Google a lot to get the timeline down bc I didn't know what year it was, except my final year. While on my death bed the year 1958 just came to me so I knew that must've been the year I died
besides the little bit of my past life i got to see, let’s talk about how my spirit animal is a fat squirrel who wears a top hat..
Lucky
Mine was a black cat with a gold and a silver eye- skjxksvsb
I didn’t see anything so I think you are lucky.And i have two options, 1st I have not and second it is an ant or something 😂
I think your spiritual animal is Alvin the chipmunk😂🐿️
mine was an small brown rabbit
about 15 minutes in, i saw a little girl. she had really dark blue eyes and there was something wrong with one of her eyes, it was like a black little line, she had blonde hair. she looked around 3/4. i saw her getting stabbed in the woods or like a forest, something like that. She was getting stabbed by two adults, one male and the other female. it looked and seemed so real and i just couldn’t do it anymore. i can’t stop crying-
Omg this is why I can’t do thissss not rn, I’ll do it when later in life
That description almost sounds like Madeleine McCann although I know that couldn't be you since she disappeared in 2007.
The girl that I'm always thinking of that looks like in the 1900 looks A bit like yours..
@@lowkeylokieanimations how did y’all do this I littearly just fell asleep
I chose left turn and my spirit animal was a black wolf with gold eyes. the tree I was led to didn't have a door, and the walls were pure white with blinding lights in streaks across the ceiling. my first memory was of me standing in the living room of my uncle's house crying. I looked over to the kitchen and saw my uncle making dinner. he looked up at me and his eyes were filled with so much sympathy and sadness. I looked to me left to see my little cousins. one was a boy about 3, and the other was probably less than a year old. I had no feelings towards any of them even though they were technically my family. I was born in 1942. My name was Ella after my mother who died giving birth to me. I had green eyes and dark brown wavy/curly hair. I was so pretty but always ruined it with how miserable I looked. my dad hated me because I was the reason my mom was gone, and gave me up the day I was born. I was raised by my uncle from my mom's side. he had 2 kids of his own. I never grew close to him or his kids. I didn't see anything about him having a wife. my uncle cared for me but I didn't really see him or my cousins as anything special. I was always sad and crying and had no friends. my uncle died young to cancer, when I was 16 and my cousins and I were separated into different foster homes. I loved nobody and nobody cared for me until I met a boy named Thomas in school, which leads to my second memory. I was walking to class with tears in my eyes when he saw me. I tried to ignore him but he grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a hug. I was crying in his arms and felt it felt sooo good. i felt safe and loved and not judged by him. when I stopped crying I pulled away and we looked at each other for what felt like an hour. he had black hair and gold eyes, exactly like the wolf spirit animal who led me to the old tree to see my past life. he was the only person that I ever loved, and the only person that ever loved me. we spent the next 4 years together. we got an apartment, he proposed and I became pregnant. my last memory took place in 1964, also known as the year that I died. we were at restaurant when a fire broke out. my fiance was in the bathroom, which was right next to the kitchen where the fire was. a middle aged man grabbed my arm to get me out of the building. I screamed and hit him until he let me go and I went to find my fiance. he was on the floor coughing when I got to him. we could barely breathe and he was moving too slowly to get out of the building in time. I died in the fire 2 months pregnant with my fiance in my arms at 22 years old. nobody came to my funeral, or even cared that I died. the majority of my life was sad and miserable, and the only thing that made my life worth living was Thomas. :')
Oh to be living ur wattpad lives
did you type this after you finished ?
@@esme7867 yea
Mans really wrote an entire chapter
@@jayagamez4583 fr like i'm not reading all of it
I almost started crying. I was so lonely in my past life.. I lived alone in a big city, and did not have any connections. Eventually I adopted a son but I got ill not long after. While I was crossing the street when I got to get out of the hospital to see my son after months of not seeing him I got ridden over by a car.
Aww don't cry
I just kept thinking about the movie “princess protection program” and idk why
I love that movie
Simple you were one of them in that realm.
Me: *laying down
Her: find a nice place to sit
Me:._.
LmAo mE tOo tHo
😂😂😂
I know meeee maybe it’ll work if I stay like this 💀
😂
lmao same💀
I was a little girl named Clara who was taken by her alcoholic father and left in an ally way in new York in the snow. She died there. She was in a nightgown and had no shoes. I felt the snow on my feet. She was only 8. I got wayyyyy more details but this is the gist
Tell us more please.
She would walk to school each morning with her mother we lived close to school. That week my teacher ms.barneby was having us do art projects a painting project she never finished hers. Clara's painting was never finished
She had a teddy bear with a red bow around his neck. He was missing an eye. It was a gift from her grandmother. Moms mom. The night she dies she was wearing a white nightgown with little pink flowers on it.
Let me know if you want more
@@elliefowell3481 yes please. I spent hours reading past life regressions on Reddit and I posted mine there as well.
I actually just visualized my childhood. Different instances, at our old grandmothers house, at my aunts house and walking through the paths with side flowers. I was a happy girl especially at my grandma's.
Then the dogs outside started barking and that was it. I got off and came to write this message.
Hope to continue another day 🙏
Different instances? Maybe yourself in a parallel universe?
I was about to enter my past life when my mom came to wake me up and let me tell you it was so TRAUMATIC I still feel dizzy sad and high
Wow honestly in this life I have an obsession with tea pots and i finally realised why I was a Victorian boy who live in quite a wealth family and I married a maid but she had a miscarriage and a month later drowned herself in a lake and I because really depressed and focused on my work and one night when I was walking home I decided to walk across the ice, and that's when I met my second wife she saved me and we had two beautiful children and I got the flu when I was 50 ish and died peacefully in my bed with my children around it
I was a young boy named Ishmael in biblical times. Died of old age. This was incredible!!
ازکجا اینا رو متوجه میشین
Nice imagination
I wasn’t human, I was a bird. I could feel my wings, i could feel the wind, I was alone, and I died alone. Thank you deeply for this magnificent experience that I didn’t know I needed.
Hi, Good Morning..
I felt exactly same😢😮
Ooh you might be a therian like me!!!
My Past Life
Name: Amanda
Age:28
Kids: son, clayton 2 years old died of cancer
Spouse: husband, Richard 34, abusive, died from car crash
Year: 50's
Died: in sleep, alone
Aww. I hope you experience joy and love this time around.
You guys can't imagine how hard i cried after this. I had a baby! we died by wolves attack. everytime i remember that i start crying again, i just feel so sorry for my family. But the thing is, it was just like a really strange dream i had years ago it felt so real i was running from wolves and there was my baby in my arms i was so scared. and now i found how we died both of us, i just don't know what happened to my husband cuz i still remember his face and when he was protecting us in the dream at that time he told me to run away with the baby and leave but he wasn't there when we were dead, i guess he died before us that's how the wolves found us again...
Oh no thats a really intense past life i hope you're doing ok
TomboyDevil 666 how do you do this. Do you just close ur eyes and listen to the vid
@@santiagobermudez6497 yeah you just have to close your eyes and relaaax and do what she's telling you what to do
Maybe my imagination is just wild but the life I saw was me as an Arcturian alien or Pleiadian. I had purple skin with three fingers and toes and I can’t even begin to describe my planet. It’s so insane, the architecture and the calmness. I’ve never felt so content in a life
Fingers are lengthy ? If it is it's not your imagination
Yoooo I had the same thing but blue
Most likely Arcturian. They are great engineers
Very cool. I totally think I’m not from this world. I’m going to do this meditation tonight so I’ll let you know
Cool