Regression..the link to the past (literally!!)

The other day I came across a Facebook update by a certain friend of mind that stated that she had undergone regression therapy (not unlikely for a psychology student perusing her Masters). Being a psychology student myself, it isn’t a term quite unheard of. However, this certain post has got me all perked up, coupled with the fact that the Facebook update was tipped up with a quick read of Dr. Brian Weiss’ Many Lives Many Masters.

The book in itself was quite captivating and the idea presented all the more interesting because it is relatively unheard of till date. REGRESSION THERAPY…by means of which one can travel to different planes (or revisit) in their past lives in order to overcome a present life crisis.

The idea of gaining wisdom from knowledge about my past lives got me considerably excited and I began searching online more on regression therapy workshops conducted. After all, the lust of knowing what had being and connecting it to what could be is very alluring.

While talking at length on the same topic to another friend of mine enrolled for her masters in psychology, I developed a set-back on the idea that had somehow possessed me over the past few days. Elaborating about a workshop that she had attended on para-psychology, she described what the guest lecturer had stated while discussing regression. And it had a ring of truth in it that struck home. He said it is best that the past and present don't entwine to pave way for the future!

Our lives have been designed as such so that we have a broken link between the past and the present; it is for our best. So that we don’t get weighed down by the mammoth burden of knowledge accumulated over our past lives. On an astral level, if any of our knowledge is left incomplete and unfinished, it is certainly meant to be attained in the course of the present life without being hurried by the pressure of all the past lives bearing down on us.

If...

If I have to believe everything I see and hear,
I'd rather want to believe that unicorns and fairies and the lost boys exist;
And that dragons fly across the sky,
That my letter from Hogwarts is yet to arrive;
Gandalf is on way to seal the fellowship of The Ring;
"To infinity and beyond" is possible,
And chance upon the Sith.
And yes, definitely be on The Wall!
Spare me the maze, the games;

Haze

Drenched city roads,
Wet are the city lights;
Garlanding the distant horizons;
In shrouded, mysterious lights.
We ride by; ride by;ride;by;
Distant, disjointed, perennial;
The glass turns hazy,
Clouding visions; myopic; wet; dark; distant
The finality of distant dreams,
Crowds the crowded sight.

In Memoriam

Walking along the long road of life, Unknown awaiting, crossroads gone by,

I was a jumbled puzzle.You came along and held my hand,

The puzzle pieces fell right,And loneliness walked out the door.

The answer to my many prayers seemed right, The wish upon the many broken stars, Was finally here.

 This path we have embarked upon, Might seem bleak and lonely at times, 

But hold on strong, a fill me with your warmth,,And  your solid, warm presence,Which melts the frost in my heart.

When I lost faith, you restored hope,

When I doubted, you led the way,

I fought, you mended,

I cried, you dried my tears.

When I lacked love, you shone like the sun,

Though o lack the words at time, know this, I always

Thank you for being there, and I say I love you over and over again,

To you, My valentine. ♪♫♪♥

Till we part..

Between these realms of knowing and the unknown,

Where dreams as wet as desire, float

I have lost you there,  

To unyielding yearning and despair.

Maybe there will come a day,

Clashing against the asphalt sky,

When we will find our way,

Therein, our dreams ignited,

We will finally part, my friend

With no hopes for future

To call our own