Regression: It is not something I have taken seriously into consideration before now. There have been lots of documentries on the tv over the years where I found myself somewhat 'skeptical' rather than inspired...until this morning!
I woke from a terrible nightmare, one that left me speechless to answer my husbands concern and briming with tears. I for some reason found myself back in the 'War' days, which one I don't know. I was surrounded by all these women who were supoosed to be my family, and a bunch of children who were stuffed onto this cart. I then saw this woman dressed in black take my little girl away from me, my daughter was crying so hard and I was so powerless to stop her going. I watched her being taken away - she couldn't have been 4 years old. I turned to this old woman in a chair - I was furious with her, it was like she was the head of the family who called all the shots. I was so mad at her for making this happen. I grabbed her face and screamed that I hated her and her entire family for the pain she caused.

My heart is so heavy this morning. All I can see is this little girls face. 2 hours have passed and I have to keep telling myself this isn't real, and there's 'sod all' I could do about it now anyway; But yet I feel like something has died inside of me. My heart is tremendously heavy this morning.

Back to the regression thing. All this may not amount to nothing except an over-indulging of febreez's posts yesterday. But another part of me yearns to know the meaning of it all, because how can you manifest a dream that has such significant emotion that you feel like your litterally grieving in real life? I feel sick to my stomach - I realy do. Other than that I must be going round the pipe! But, out of curiosity i have found a regression therapist in the city, and was thinking about going down to see how effective they claim to be.