Seeing the Past

From: Avana ()
Story type: Past life
Location: In my bedroom
Source: Form Submission

I was looking into the Wiccan culture and religion because I was interested in it and wanted to get some facts and try one of the rituals mentioned in an online article on a website made just for Wiccans. Wicca is a creative religion; it isn't that strict on ritual needs or specifics. But I had gathered all the information I needed to take the Journey of the Past Lives. It is almost like falling asleep and having the most vivid dream, but you are well aware of your physical surroundings, even if your mental surroundings are quite different.

I was in the trance, I had entered the forest after leaving the field, going into the Time Cave. I asked to see my past life when I was happiest. I was shown the door in the middle of three doors. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I was a young female sparrow, yet I could fly, and I was alone. I saw the green grass and the blue sky with scattered fluffy clouds and what made me happy there was just the breeze against the wings that I could feel. I did not wish to see how I died.

Then, after a time, I was called back to the cave, where I rested, and then I asked for my oldest life. I was called to the door on the left. I opened the door quite quickly, and saw that I was a male Egyptian in a large temple with blue and gold everywhere. I had plates and cotton clothing on. I was a bodyguard for a female ruler who seemed to be called Maat-ka-re. I do not know much about this seemed-ruler, but I wish to know. When I refused to serve a male ruler which had taken over her place, I was executed. My life was busy, there were other guards like myself protecting this "Maat-ka-re."

Then I returned back to the cave and went to the Significance Door. I reluctantly opened the door and found myself in a automobile. It was a limosine. I was in the back seat with an asian woman who I do not recognize. I got out of the limosine in front of a hotel or apartment building. SOmeone called me from behind and I turned around only to be shot four times. I walked up a few steps and fell over. Then I saw a man I seemed to know, and I remember being in a police car, and then once in a hospital before I died.

I returned to the cave and slowly came back to my physical state. I was covered in cold sweat and saw that others were shaken as well. I was handed a towel by my guide, and I have not attempted to do any more subconcious traveling since then. I still have nighmares and reoccurances in my dreams at night. But now, I know.