Robin Burgess - Coach, Intuitive, Tarot Reader, Energy Healer

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I’m Still Carrying the Weight and Trauma of My Past Lives

Yep, I said it. Many people may have not understood me before but now they really don’t. And you know what? That’s okay. But this is the real me and I’m not afraid to share my truth. I wouldn’t have believed it myself either, however after the experiences I have had going into my own past lives using Past-Life Regression Therapy and becoming a practitioner myself, there is absolutely no way I can deny how those lives affect my present one.

Sometimes we get to a point in our lives and we start to question:
Why am I like this?
Why do I believe this?
Why do I get this feeling everytime I do this/feel this/think this?
Why does this keep happening?
Why can’t I stop focusing on these issues/blockages?
Why am I so afraid?
Why do I know so much about _____?
Why am I constantly drawn to this place?

We have these questions and so many more that go unanswered. Nothing in this lifetime can explain the “why’s” listed above. The only way to answer them is to go deeper into your past. WAAAAAY deeper.

Around the age of 16, my Mom handed me a book that forever changed my world. It was called Many Lives, Many Masters by Dr. Brian L. Weiss. I read it cover to cover within a day or two. I am not a reader but I could not put it down. It was about him, a prominent Psychiatrist and his patient Catherine who was crippled with fear and could not be helped by anyone. Dr. Weiss had done just about everything he had in his toolbelt to help her to no avail. As a last resort Dr. Weiss used hypnosis on Catherine. All of a sudden she was telling him about these experiences of her past where the traumas and phobias of her current life began. They were all past lives. She connected to these Masters and Dr. Weiss being a man of science did not believe in these apparent spirits talking through her until they revealed something to him so personal that there was no way Catherine could know. Then he began to believe. She would recollect these lives and one by one her phobias and fears would subside. He became a believer and went on to do past-life regression fully to help others.

He became a man I was so intrigued by and when I was struggling much later in life with infertility in my marriage, I began to question some traumas myself. My mom and I had the opportunity to go an event to see Dr. Weiss in person. He lead an audience of thousands into a regression. That regression lead me into a past-life where I lost a child. It left me speechless and almost paralyzed in the deepest form of grief imaginable. My mom heard me in it as I wept, barely able to breathe. I couldn’t talk about it afterwards. I was stuck in the devastation. I wasn’t even able to journal about it until this year, 7 years past that event and experience. That regression has changed me forever. I still feel the grief and sadness. However, I know that is not this life and I no longer need to carry it with me.

It was only a year later that in the midst of a giant life-change I was drawn to a week long study to learn and experience past-life regression from the OG himself at Omega in Rhinebeck, NY. During the week I just became more aware of my past lives, the experiences within them, the people who were there and ones that have returned into this current life to help me grow and heal old karma. I was also lead into a past-life progression where we journeyed into the future. Without knowing my Mom and I chose 500 years into the future and crazy enough, we both had the same visions of that time. It was WILD!

Fast forward to now. I was on a walk a few days ago listening to a Deja Blu podcast episode. During the interview I had a deep trigger arise and felt like my airways were getting cut off. What I realized in that moment was that I have felt a deep seeded fear to be seen, be heard and share my truth. The thought of fully expressing myself immediately brought me back to a past life where I was the medicine woman of my village. Something occurred where my instructions were not adhered to and a man died. I was blamed, unjustly persecuted and killed leaving my young daughter behind to no one. I still (with chills throughout me now) carry this fear of the past.

But I am not the past.
I am here in the present.
I am safe to share.
To use my voice.
To be seen.
To be heard.

I never comprehended so much about myself until I travelled back in time. The ability and opportunity to do this has been imperative for my own understanding of my journey, my healing and all the events that were meant to occur in this life. I am privileged that I too have been taught by such a beautiful soul to do this for others. While it has not called to me to be a practitioner in the past, perhaps the time is coming. Stay tuned…