Past-Life Regression Therapy Session

“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.” -- Albert Einstien

There has only been one past-life regression therapy session to my credit. I would prefer to forget the entire episode for obvious reasons. But, that is impossible. The evidence may never be destroyed although it is my wish is that it is.

So, T, you have the only copy and as you know, it is a legal procedure because the test subject agreed to the session. But, I want to preface this with three points.

1) What was his name: You know at a glance.

2) What was his quest: To discover his last past life: In this case -- the actual written records have been destroyed. What I do remember follows:

His Spirit last incarnated as a cowboy from Las Cruses, NM in the late 1800s.

The only thing I remember clearly from that session is that the test subject was confused by the tactile input of the experience. It was obviously a highly-irregular session. I pushed the envelope and the boundaries on ethics all the way through. But, in my defense, this was more a personal favor to a friend, than it ever was a professional endeavor.

3) What is his favorite color: Blue.


My experience with hypnosis is extremely limited to parlor games. I learned hypnosis technique at camp. I was taught by a cabin-mate from Starr, NC. I watched as she hypnotized someone. I have hypnotized 3 people in my life -- all with consent. (I have been hypnotized thousands of times all without my consent.)

The first was a former friend who, in the van back from camp, agreed to be hypnotized. I avoided imparting hypnotic suggestion absolutely. 

The other was a friend who agreed to the process at a party. I imparted the hypnotic suggestion that he would act like a chicken every time I said his name. Within 10 minutes he had discovered that the word, his name, and the action, to be a chicken, were related in his mind. I used his name repeatedly until he made the connection himself. At this point, the hypnosis was completely eliminated.

What I learned is that unconscious suggestion is useless once it becomes conscious recognition.

All joking aside:

I am trying to undo thousands of instances where I have lost time (experienced temporal disturbance), what of my memories have been stolen, where I have been used in various situations without my consent, and what I am going to do once, if I ever, learn the truth about my actual experiences.

They are buried deep, T. Most of my life is buried. Dead and buried.

I fear most of it is classified, as well.

And I believe, without any hesitation, they were all justifiable action at the time of incident.

However, I also believe all of these actions were likely unethical simply due to the fact that if I had been asked consciously to participate, I would have refused the assignment of said actions.

~AC