It started when I was 16. I could be outside on a summer day and suddenly feel like I was somewhere else in a different time, then vaguely remember wearing a dress and it being hot and muggy out. But the images were gone as soon as they came. I was interested in why this was happening, so I started looking into reincarnation even though I was raised never to believe in that sort of thing.

Recently I decided to try self-hypnosis. I imagined myself in a hallway, walking to the door at the far end. I kept my mind blank, not really thinking I would find anything when I reached the door. However when I turned the knob and gently pushed the door open, I was blinded by light! It was so bright that I almost turned back, but I forced myself to stay. I walked forward and my eyes adjusted to the sunlight.

I realized I was in a garden and it was summer. The first thing I saw was a woman with red frizzy curls wearing a dress. She didn't seem to notice me because she was watching someone else. I had a sense of belonging, and suddenly knew that I had grown up in this garden. I saw a stone bench and beautiful flowers. I also knew that my former self was here, somewhere. Except that it was me as a young toddler. I tried to find myself, but couldn't. I didn't want to leave the garden but I kept making sure the door was still there.

I looked down and saw that I was wearing my normal jeans and sneakers. Suddenly I was on the other side of the garden and I saw trees, a field and a house in the distance. I turned around and saw a large house, and knew it was my house. Then I walked to the center of the garden fairly close to the door I had come in through and everything changed. It went from sunny and hot to humid and muggy. I looked behind me and saw dark clouds rolling in behind the trees and I heard the grumble of thunder.

Now it was humid and sticky like right before a summer storm. And I knew I was older, not a toddler anymore in this place. As I turned away from the clouds and saw the house, my hair felt funny so I felt it and saw that it was in curls. I was shocked. When I looked down, I saw that I was wearing a dress and odd shoes. I had to be about 12. I felt as if I was being pulled away toward the door, but I fought it. I wanted to stay here and I kept repeating, "No, let me stay! Let me stay!" I was remembering growing up here and how peaceful it was. I missed it. I walked to a stone-like fence that overlooked a green field. But when touched the stone, it all disappeared.

Maria J.
Boston
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Posted 11-2-08