Epic Road Trip
It was the first round of Integrated Imagery training at the A.R.E in Virginia Beach and I found myself seated in a room with thirty strangers who almost all looked so familiar to me. The program had us jumping right into the experience and so by day two we were already pairing up, one being the guide and one being what our instructor, Dr. John Amoroso, called the traveler. I believe the intention I set in one of those first regressions was to understand what I am here to learn. I found myself as a man wearing a...
Read MoreNew Year’s Resolution?
It’s that time of the year when the self-help writers tackle the topic of New Year’s Resolutions. How to make them and keep them. A couple of decades back someone thought of something new to add and wrote about the value of NOT making a resolution. claiming that making the resolution was a setup for failure. I suppose I fall into the camp of not making resolution, not so much out of a worry about failure, but rather, it’s a safe way to be a nonconformist, and for all my mild-mannered sweetness, there is a...
Read MoreThe Heart Bean
Yesterday, while doing readings at an expo, a young woman sat down at my table and before a word was spoken by either of us, tears were running down her cheeks, her lip quivering. Up until that time, all of the people I’d read for, even if their queries were serious like pending court cases and troubled children, had all been smiling, curious, calm. This girl fell to pieces in front of me. I set the cards down and reached for a bowl of sea beans I use as decoration on my expo table and put one in her...
Read MoreSharing Memories
“It is all red, black and red,” Anne said, her voice trembling with emotion. “I don’t know what it is?” We had just begun her regression and already she was in the midst of something frightening. ”I’ll count to three and you will be back before everything went red, just before everything went red…one, two, three. Where are you now?” Anne described a house in the woods. There was a tree in the front yard with a tire swing. She took me into the house, but everyone was out in the back yard....
Read More“Can it Be Disturbing?”
I’ve had people interested in Past Life Regressions ask me if it is scary before, but when a friend recently asked about it being disturbing, I had to pause a moment to make sure to answer clearly. It is my belief that we are protected from remembering experiences that might be harmful by our subconscious minds and by what I call our spirit guides or guardian angels. If I didn’t hold this belief, PLR isn’t something I’d mess around with at all. Before each session I am reminded of a conversation with my...
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