They stood, in their long robes, looking at the display, a glass dome arcing over what seemed like a round coffee table. Running scenario after scenario, playing with all sorts of possible outcomes.
“The last time I worked on that, it was too hard, and I ended up taking my life before I was twenty.”
“Perhaps if instead of being kidnapped by a stranger, if the perpetrator were a family member, you’d have a better shot at a longer life this time. The dynamics would be different, and you’d have more support.”
“That looks good, let’s do it. I want to work on these things, too, partnering up with these other people, to see how these other scenarios go down.”
“Wow! That’s an awful lot to work on in one lifetime. Are you sure you’re up for it?”
“Absolutely! It’s gonna be fun! Like dress-up. I’ll wear a female human body this time, and I’ve got my peeps helping me, giving me hints and clues along the way. Leaving breadcrumbs for me to find. And just in case things don’t go as planned, let’s create some exits along the highway. Emergency exits. Just in case things get really off track.”
“Yes, of course. There are always emergency exits available. And you won’t remember once you get there, but you’re never alone, even when you feel like it. You’ve got agreements in place with all these people to help watch over you, after they come back here, like your classmate who will leave when he’s only 13. If trouble is headed your way that you didn’t sign up for this time around, they’ll intervene. They’ve got your back.”
“Boy oh boy! This is going to be a big one! It’ll be so cool to see how it goes. To see how I end up handling things. I can’t wait to be in a human body again, to experience life through the lens of a brain and physical body. To limit my perspective and forget who I really am. To have to eat food, and walk around, and get to experience physical sensations like ice cream and sex. It’s gonna be great to experience all sorts of emotions we don’t feel here, at least not at all in the same way. What a ride it’s going to be! Riding the emotional roller coaster, feeling love and hate, joy and terror, tension and relief, anxiety and peace. All sorts of opposites. And what a blast it’s going to be to forget everything and spend a lifetime remembering. I can’t wait! What’s next?”
“Well, we’ve got an ambitious plan, and you’ve picked your sex and your parents. So next up is waiting for a body, and there’s one getting ready that looks perfect. The genes you picked will help you this time around. You can test it out if you want, or go right in.”
Looking around, I saw several other souls getting ready to jump into their bodies, all patiently waiting. The next thing I knew, I forgot. I forgot who I really was. I forgot about all the support I had. I remembered I planned an awful lot and was suddenly terrified I’d bitten off more than I could chew.
I was in my mother’s womb. Terrified to be born.
Several years ago, when I was working on healing root causes of emotional eating, I used hypnotic regression to get to the bottom of things. During this session, I regressed so far back that I experienced some of my pre-birth planning. I didn’t even know my soul chose to go through some really difficult experiences, giving me opportunities to grow. Yes, we actually plan some of the really hard and bad stuff that comes into our lives. Not every little thing, but usually the big stuff. Discovering things like healing work, has made all the difference. Helping me through tough times, creating crazy amazing healing in my life.
Sometimes I laugh at myself and think, “What was I thinking?!” It seems like we do bite off more than we can chew….Great post!
Thanks! Yeah, no kidding! I did create some healing around it, but that one’s definitely deep, multilayered.
I love the way you’ve written this! Yes, that’s just the way I’m certain it works. Just as once we’re incarnate, we often forget the support and planning, when we’re in spirit, we forget how ridiculously tough we are making things for ourselves!
I Choke that I meant to sign up for the community college cooking class version of this life and ended up signing up for the Harvard PhD :-).
Joke! Not choke:)
You are SO not alone!!!
Very good post.
Such powerful memories, to help guide you know.
Thanks Dawn. The hypnotherapist I was working with at the time (in B’ham) used a very powerful process. In fact, after one session, years long depression lifted like magic.