Well I wasn't a farmer....

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So today I took the day off to assist with the annual luncheon of a arts organization I'm involved in.It was a hectic day, spent chasing a quick snapping photographer and capturing everyone's names. Lots of hustling and shuffling. After the rather long lunch, delayed by late performers(auditioning at the Union league for some thingy), I did a quick shopping trip and purchased some cute little Lacoste ballet slippers.This summer its all about Lacoste. Then I went home and paid some bills.
Later on in the evening I headed out to my appointment. I had scheduled a 'past life regression'. The subject of past lives has been popping up frequently in my life. They say our behavior patterns are influenced by the lives we've led in the past.I was hoping that I would find out why I have my obsession with all things Royal.It took me one hour to drive up north. But I made it only ten minutes late. The ," what should I call her" , Regressionist, was very warm and inviting. She asked me a few questions on what I hoped to gain or find . I admitted I was doing it more for curiosity sake, but it would be interesting to see what comes up with the men , or opposite sex, depending on what sex I was back then. We went into a room , and I laid down on a type of massage table. She lit incense ,arranged her stones and crystals, and led me through a deep relaxation (very hard for me to do BTW). Now I don't know if I was projecting ,and just making up whatever came into my mind, or was it my real intuition guiding me. I won't get into who I was, or what I did,but I can say, in the end, it all made sense. Maybe it was just a exotic and expensive way to dredge up what I already knew, and to resolve to make new , more positive patterns. I have to admit, I was relieved I didn't come up a farmer, insect, or something.