It’s that time again–the new semester has started for me and it’ll be the last in the Master’s certificate program I’m doing in Integrated Imagery. Which is another way to say that I’m learning hypnotherapy as it’s applied to past life regressions at Atlantic University in Virginia Beach. That’s the school Edgar Cayce founded in the 1930s and it’s now an accredited distance learning university. Except that this program requires a four-day residency every semester and that’s where I’m going at the end of the month to meet up with the three other women in this particular class and our mentor, who is a master regressionist.
I’m excited about that, for sure, but what’s REALLY got me stoked is that this final semester is all about between lives regressions, and we’re learning how to guide Travelers to that time between lives when they are with the spirit guides making plans for the next life. Which could be this one. So we take them back to a past life and then to the afterlife. I love regressing people. Love, love, love it. And between lives is fascinating. Really fascinating.
The reason I got so absolutely excited I was practically jumping for joy when I started the reading is this: the afterlife is where i go in just about every regression, even past life regressions. It’s where i am most comfortable, it’s where I feel most at home and usually I don’t want to return at the end of the regression.
This semester we are doing intensives on each other, which means that we’ll be doing four days of regressions–in which we’ll be the Traveler sometimes and the Guide sometimes. It’s thrilling for me to think about going back “home” and meeting up again with my guides, of whom I’ve only met two.
So let me make clear that I’m not exactly “normal,” but I’m not a pushover for every swami in a turban, either. I’ve been around new age spirituality for a long time. The good, the bad, and the charlatan, I’ve seen them all. It takes a lot to convince me something is real.
This stuff is real.
Meanwhile, I’m diligently working on getting my business up and and running by spring. I dragged my feet because I’m basically lazy, but push has come to shove and I’ve been forging ahead. Regressions–both past-life and between-lives–will be part of my new business, but not the main focus. But I’ll be taking a week off from it to hang out for a week at the Cayce A.R.E. and also hang out in the afterlife.
More will be revealed in time….
So, do you remember this song? I can’t recall how i first encountered it, and had no idea it was more than 100 years old. Here’s the 1907 version of it.