reply to post by woodwytch
The visions I had of France where very different to the vision of the death of Diana.
Firstly the experience I had of France was of a young man (mid 20's) who was a farmer and married with three daughters. He loved his family very
much, but was compelled by feelings of duty to serve his country in fighting the English (which felt odd as I am English). My memory was of him, or
me it's such an odd sensation, riding straight into a group of enemy cavalry and been killed. The strong memories where of fear, of loss, of leaving
his family, the terror of impending death. The emotions where so intense that I took them home with me, I was left in tears, and was mourning the
loss of his/my family. I had to return to my therapist and have the intensity of the feelings taken away. Even today, and we're talking 15 years
later I can still see him and his family, and feel the loss and other emotions. It was so intense at the time.
Secondly, the vision of the death of Diana wasn't set in France, I could see the accident being at a crossroads in Kingston upon Hull, where I live,
specifically at the junction of Beverley Road, Sculcoates Lane, and Queens Road. Why there I don't know, but it was what I was seeing in my hypnotic
state. The bus was the kind you see in the US, those large yellow buses, but the bus was pretty much empty apart from a handful of indistinct bodies,
but my therapist said I kept mentioning that the Princess was in the bus and had died.
Again it was such an intense feeling, like a real-time 3D movie but with emotional content. I never saw from the eyes of the person but as if I was
perched on their shoulder, or sometimes as a moving camera.
I don't know if the experiences are genuine memories of past events as per the first recollection, or are how my mind presents information for me to
draw something from to aid with healing. I don't really care which, because I took so much from the experience.
I never had anyone famous, usually met a nasty and young end, but it was fascinating. Once I had visions of being an eagle, the therapist stopped
talking and left me to enjoy the feeling of being a bird of prey, it was very intense, I could sense the changes needed to keep aloft, could see prey,
and could feel the blood lust rising in the bird prior to an catching a rabbit.
My other experiences where of being a victim of the holocaust, a boy who died very young falling from playground equipment in New York in the 1950s, a
Roman legionary who was a senior officer on the campaign into what is now Romania, and of being a serving girl is a part of Spain in the 15th Century.
The Roman experience and descriptions where backed up by doing some reading and a documentary I saw. The period, the campaign, and the results tied
in exactly with what I recalled to my therapist.