Past Life Regression

Often times I feel a lack of belonging in my current place. Not just within my home, but within my life. This may seem like an odd statement, but it is a feeling that I often have. A feeling of being misplaced, almost as if I belong in a different environment or time period. Because of this I have researched past-life regression, and strongly believe that I am an "old soul", like many others in this world.

I have always had an immense fascination with items from the past. Antiques, antiques, antiques. I crave opportunities to visit museums, antique shops, and anything related to historically significant events. When I was a child I knew that I would be an archaeologist, and even now I have such a strong yearning for working in a historical museum.

Anyway, last night I took part in a past-life regression meditation and I was surprised at my findings. It was 1890 and I was surrounded by a sense of cold, stuffiness and grey towering buildings. The buildings had many points at the top of the, and I was walking down a street in between the massive buildings. I had a feeling of unhappiness and to the side of me were people struggling in the streets. I was wearing a green dress with gold trim, and hard shoes. I was blonde and ten years old. I felt lost and sad. I realized that I was in London.

Fast forward two years later, at the age of 12 I was living in a cottage surrounded by rolling hills. The cottage was grey made of some type of concrete and a tan roof. I saw a horse, and felt a great sense of happiness being alone in the forest. I was blonde, had brown eyes, and was wearing a brown dress with a white apron. I felt a sense of calm, but suddenly a man on a horse rode by and stabbed me through the chest (or shot me). I could not understand why he had done this to me. I just kept asking why? Why? Why? I just didn't understand. Then I came back to present day.


I immediately woke from the meditation and researched London in 1890. London in 1890 had a large segregation of society between the rich and the poor, and particularily the East side of London was the target of much poverty, disease, prostitution, and havoc in the form of murders, crime and so forth. I was a bit shocked to find an almost exact picture of what I saw during my meditation. I Googled London in 1890 and came up with these pictures:



This is similar to the setting and cottage that I was living in.



(This cottage has a straw roof, and this is what I saw in my dream- this exact style. Apparently this type of cottage became popular between 1890 and the 1940's. It would have been 1892 when I was living in this home)

I remembered that many of my dreams of the past have had these tall, hovering buildings in them. The mood was always dark, grey and cold, that of which I felt in my past-life regression meditation. There has to be a connection.