Client,
in his first PLR session saw 4 lifetimes: 2 lifetimes in China USA
Lifetime in China
“I’m
in a bamboo forest. There’s lots of green leaves and light going through. There
are strong steady bamboos. I’m on soft ground, where you can sit and meditate. I
am sitting meditating.”
“I
see a hut. Straw hut. Just a bed, table and chair. There’s Chinese pots and
cups.”
“It
looks like a long time ago. I’m wearing ancient clothes and a brown headgear. I’m
an old man. White hair and white beard. I wear brown trousers. Ancient clothes.
I have sandals on my feet.”
“I
have a wife. She is small, petite and old.”
“My
daily life - I go out I and chop firewood…. my wife cooks. I bring the wood to
the fire. Some people come to buy wood from me.”
“Now
there more people coming. I’m serving food. It’s like a rest area. People would
come and stop by for a rest and a meal. My wife does the cooking and serves the
customers. We serve soup, rice, vegetables, meat and wine. I see a young girl
helping.”
“The
men have long hair and swords. Their hair is tied. They have a satchel. Then, they
sit down.
The sun is hot. Everyone is sweating. They are drinking and talking.”
“I
see a fight. Tables are being overturned. The customers are fighting with one
another. We
are scared. I’m running away from them, protecting my wife and the girl, who’s
my daughter. I’m hiding them. I’m a timid man. I don’t like conflict. I’m
scared and don’t know what to do, I don’t know martial arts.”
“Fight
is over. I heave a sigh of relief now that they are gone.”
“My
wife just realized that she has a stab in her stomach. I look at her now. She’s
been stabbed. She’s dying. She’s saying her last words…..“Look after
yourself”.”
“I
feel lonely. I feel sad. I’m crying, I don't want her to go, but she's gone. We
bury her, near the hut. So it’s just me and my daughter.”
Next scene
“I’m
old now. I’m 80 years old. My daughter is 25 years old. She is very pretty. I
carry on living.”
“My
daughter gets married. She meets a good man. They have to leave. I’m happy to
let her go, but she is sad. She thinks I cannot look after myself. I assured
her that I would be fine. I’m an old man now, white hair and white beard. I have
a stick and doing my daily chores. I’m still running my business alone.”
“I’m
visiting my wife's grave.”
End of life:
“I’m
lying on my bed. I’m dying of old age. I just breathed my last breath.”
Me:
What were your last thoughts?
Client:
“My wife and my daughter. I’m happy. I’ve done my best. I had a beautiful
daughter. I
lived a simple life. It’s unfortunate that my wife had to die. She died when we
were sixty.”
Reflection:
“I
recognise my wife as my current life friend. We had a good life, content, happy
and simple.”
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