I saw a child in a dark room that was used for storing materials.� The child was neglected.� She was sleeping on the floor in a hallow of material.� The material was wrapped around her like a womb.� She looked like a fetus laying in a fetal position.� There was a door with elaborate scroll work that led to the oda.� Her mother must have been part of a harem.� I knew that the child had pneumonia and was going to die.
I felt that girl children were often disposed of.� Either by adandonment, sale or killed.� I felt that her mother was very young and tried to protect her. But could not care for her.� I felt sorry for the child and realized that it must have been me.
When I came out of the regression, I spoke to my girlfriend, Anna, to see what she had seen under hypnosis.� I didn't tell her of my regression until after she spoke of hers. She told me that she saw a girl in a bath in Persia. That this girl was in a harem. It sent chills down my spine. I realized that she must have been my mother in that life. It was too coincidental.
