It took just the right number of egoic deaths for me to break open. In retrospect, it was easy; everything I needed was inside me all along. It was much like realizing I had spent my life standing in a dark corner facing a wall, wondering why I couldn't see, then simply turning around to find an entire subtle world waiting. But that world contains even more questions than answers.
And the truth is, turning to face it wasn't easy. Many dense, breathless moments called life filled the space in between. Understanding that there is separation between the physical and everything else, let alone accepting that there is anything else, once felt unfathomable, impossible to me.
And yet, even as I open, my life isn't simpler or easier per se. As you've possibly guessed, practicing regression hypnosis started with my personal draw to the practice. I found solace and gentle reassurance on my own search for answers, for self-healing.
Through regression, I now know that I've followed a meandering, at times, mesmerizing path through my many lives to get to today. But I’m keenly aware that there is yet a tomorrow and a next day and another that all lie ahead.
All along, there were hints, faint echoes, a sensory reverberation of "there is more, there must be more, just keep moving forward…" somewhere deep within me. That's within each of us, and we can hear it if we stop to listen even for a moment.
If you're reading this, perhaps you're hearing that call a little louder each day. Or perhaps you've picked up that call long ago and are well on your way.
In my own lives, there were times I chose to fight, fight against everything I deemed brutal. And there were times I went silently into the night. There were times I lost my voice, and times I found it and used it in powerful and unimaginable ways.
I've put into place why the protagonist's drowning at end of Kate Chopin's 1899 novel, The Awakening, resonated so deeply.
And I learned why I completely lost my ability to speak while waiting for a minor surgery, despite my comfort with working in a hospital ambulatory surgery department.
I've learned of places our souls go to heal and rest. And I've understood that if we decide we just cannot continue in the physical, even if leaving feels like poetic justice or the only viable choice, that opting out before our time, brings us ultimately back to learn the very same lesson, just in a new set of circumstances, yet harder, louder, more amplified, and again and again, until the lesson we set out to learn is just that: learned.
Please make an oath to your infinite inner being to never give up on yourself or your journey. You are brave just by virtue of being alive. You are adored and admired for it. And you are never alone, even if at times you cannot feel the truth of that statement.
Me, I am still discovering unfiltered, unconditional love for myself through my current life experiences then learning to shower every cell in my body with that love. After all, every part of the body is like a star in the Milky Way, to which each of us can be a loving God.
Through many client sessions, and in stark contrast to my own wordiness, I've found that many of our life lessons can be summarized in one word. Love, for instance.
I am learning along my own journey, that before we can receive the deep, unwavering love that we crave from our lovers, our friends, we have to accept every cell in our body with love, embrace our shadow selves with arms open wide, as these are all equally crucial components to maintaining harmony and balance in the universe inside each of us, the universe that we are here to work in peace and union with.
To hate a part of your own body, or to disown an aspect of your personality, is to do the unthinkable; it's to punish and direct disrespect to an essential part of your own universe simply for playing its role, for carrying out its designated function as best as it can. Our bodies are not our own, not in the way we think. They are here to help us learn and they deserve our reverence and respect. Easier said than done when our entire world seems geared for physical experience, I know…
Everything has consciousness. Perhaps you can feel the truth of that statement in your own body. We are all connected energy, energy that is always growing, always learning through experience as it expands the universe. It is beautiful and endless. And reclaiming your conscious connection to it starts with forgiveness, deep love, and acceptance of self. That's where regression hypnosis and quantum healing play their part.
Our connected consciousness is why regressionists start to find in their practice that they can start a conversation with one client's higher self and continue with another's, even if the two clients are half-way around the world from one another and have never met. This generally applies to shared universal knowledge and wisdom.
As I uncover more and more, the journey of my many lives begins to look more and more beautiful to me. Poetry and satire. Love and loss. The deepest silence and the loudest, most blood-curdling screams. The pacifying rhythm of music, of dance, that overtakes our entire being when we let it. The incredible passion that can fuse two bodies into one fluidly moving energy, just long enough for both to catch a glimpse of something transcendental.
I wish I could reject the contrast, the dark side of duality, but I suppose it's what makes us appreciate the beauty of life.
Over and over, I've learned the laws of this place by touch, by sight, by sense alone, starting from scratch with every incarnation until I remembered them all at once on some cellular level. In this life, I now remember in a way I cannot fully articulate that we are here to create, to work with higher level energies for the sake of our personal evolution and for the growth of the whole we are connected to.
Incredible connection, the kind that will twist your body and mind into impossible pretzels, juxtaposed against the most horrendous crimes against the body. The persistent memory of the beauty of a child's tiny hands in mine and my physical memory of losing him, a memory lost from the conscious mind but not from my physical body, is still so raw that I cannot write about it… Many of us have experienced all this and more from every angle, every perspective, and we did it for the learning. For better or for worse, the duality of life is how we learn here.
East Coast, US. May 2022. I sit in the present tense pregnant with an understanding that my existence was, is, and will continue to be an infinite sequence of present tense moments in a space where time is not a confining construct, simply because time does not exist outside 3D. I feel an awareness moving through me at all times now that my only true need is to be fully present in each moment. I'm getting better and better at it. Patience.
Here I am surrendering to self in a city by the water, surrendering to my own energy and my own authentic experience without judgment. Walking for hours in lush, green nature, putting the palms of my hands on stunning birches and ancient oaks, sliding off my shoes to just stand in the fragrant spring grass, no longer striving in the conventional sense, but instead, devouring books and meeting people searching for the same answers. Learning from regressionists and spiritual masters, psychics and psychologists and scientists and researchers and everyone in between.
A parting thought:
This work has helped me release fears from my body and see more clearly what is mission and what is trauma-based fear. It has helped me find secret places within me that I need to heal in order to move forward. And it has healed aspects of me, lightening my load, and raising my vibration.
I feel far from done. I get the sense that the real magic is just around the bend, and I feel the tremendous potential of it.
Whether I hear from you or not. Whether we do a session or not. I wish you many beautiful moments on your healing journey. This is one path of many. May you find the most direct and fruitful path for you.
--Jules
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