Why am I reserved and
introverted
in this life?
Josephine wanted to find out
the reason for her being reserved and introverted in this life.
She was regressed to the
year 1919 in Bintulu Sarawak, Malaya.
“I am a young boy, around 6
years, dark skinned, barefooted and wearing shorts. I am playing in a swampy
ground. It is muddy and I can feel the soft, cold mud beneath my feet. “
“There is a longhouse
nearby. It is made of bamboo. It looks quite large and long. I am running
back to the longhouse and climbing up the steps. The steps are made from two
logs, arranged in a parallel line, on which footholds for steps were cut.
The outside of the longhouse is bright and there is a woman clad in a red
sarong at the far end. She is sitting on the bamboo floor with her back
leaning against the wall. She seems to be over seventy years old. The
outside of the longhouse is decorated with human skulls, hung in a row. The
inside of the longhouse is dark. There are some women cooking. There is a
lady washing and hanging clothes. “
In the next scene, she said,
“I am now in my twenties, wearing a tribal costume. I am holding a spear in
my right hand and a shield in my left hand. I am running into the jungle
with a group of friends. We ran quietly and fast amongst the tall lalang
grass. We spotted a wild boar. The others aimed at the wild boar. I also
took up my arrow and aimed at the wild boar. I don’t remember firing the
arrow but the wild boar died. We are carrying the wild boar upside down with
its legs tied to the two long poles. We carried the ends of the poles on our
shoulders. We brought it back to the longhouse to be cooked.”
“I am standing beside a
swampy lake. I am boarding a rowing boat. There is a boatman on the boat.
The two of us made our way to a small “island” in the swampy lake. The water
in the swamp was clear and there were many bakau trees everywhere. It is
quiet and peaceful. We have reached the “island”. It was fringed with bakau
trees. I can see their roots sticking out of the water and the soil is dark
in colour. We docked our boat on the ground and stepped out of the boat.”
“I can see stone slabs and
things made out of stone which looks like a place of worship. There is a
well nearby. I looked into the well which was covered with wire mesh.”
As there were no further
scenes, Josephine was brought out of regression.
On the next visit, Josephine
was regressed to the same location .
She says, “I am twelve years
old. I am holding an axe in my hand and chopping firewood. There are trees
around me. There is a longhouse on stilts. A lady wearing sarong was
standing at the doorway. I have a dog, black in colour. I am barefooted.
In the next scene, she says,
“I am now older, around eighteen years. I am holding a spear in my left
hand. I went hunting in the forest with a group of young men. There were
five of us in that group. I am now in the forest, but now I had a “buluh
sumpitan” (native traditional dart weapon made of bamboo) in my hands. We
were aiming for something in the trees. It was a bird or something big, but
it got away. Then we went deeper into the forest. I could hear the twigs
breaking under our feet. We were walking quite noisily. We walked into the
dense forest. Lalang, trees and thick foliage covered our vision. We stopped
when we saw two wild boars. One was a mother and her child. They were black
in colour. The mother got away. We took the baby back. We tied it upside
down to two poles and carried it on our shoulders. When we came back, the
village headman started to rebuke us. I’m not sure why, perhaps it was
because we brought home the wrong animal.”
In the next scene, she said,
“I am in a sampan with my dog. I rowed the sampan to the “island” in the
swamp. Then I tied my sampan to a bakau tree. There were lalang and bakau
trees fringing the island. The island was uninhabited. I went to the
northwest part of the island. There is a concrete structure there, made of
cement slabs. There is a well with a bucket. The well is around 4 feet wide.
I looked into the well and all I could see was darkness and my reflection
staring back at me. I unwound the bucket into the well.”
I later entered a building.
I opened a wooden trapdoor in the floor and went downstairs with a
torchlight. I have left my dog outside in the open. The torch is short and
fat and projected a bright light. It is musty down here. I can see cobwebs
hanging from the ceiling and walls. I can smell a damp, musty smell. I
walked and found myself at a large cave-like area. I can hear water dripping
/ flowing. There is a gap in the “roof” of the cave and the sunlight is
streaming through. I am standing facing a pool of water which came from an
underground river. I bathed in that pool of water. Later, I climbed on a
ledge and sat there. It gave me peace from the outside world. The only
sounds I heard were the sounds of water flowing.”
The next scene was back in
the village. “It is chaotic. People are running helter skelter. Enemy tribes
have attacked our village”, she gasped. “I was running, my heart was
thumping fast and adrenaline was rushing through me. I couldn’t breathe
properly because of the thick white smoke,” she related. “Later, the battle
subsided. I think I was the sole survivor. My family and relatives had all
perished in the fire. I felt sad and lonely. I am thirty-six years old.”
After that lifetime, she was
brought to a place of love and light for healing. “I saw hands sewing a
heart into my body with a needle and thread. I was feeling happier that I
had a heart. They waved their hands over my body and all the stitches and
scars disappeared. I felt so much happier,” she related.
She said that the lesson
that she had learnt from that lifetime was “Letting Go”. To let go of all
negative experiences and start life anew. She said that the relation her current lifetime
was about perseverance. I have always
persevered even if I am in an unfavourable condition or circumstance.” She
was satisfied with her regression and found that it gave her the answers
that she was looking for.
Index of Past Life
Regression Accounts
