The regression therapist’s voice was ringing in her ears, but appeared to come from afar, gradually reducing in intensity.
“Enter one of the doors. It is a door to one of your past lives, and an entire story lays hidden there. Go in, explore…. discover who you were …. see what are you wearing …. what do you look like?”
She felt her footsteps getting heavy, but continued to walk, taking one deliberate step at a time. She chose not to stop, or enter any of the doors.
The memory of that session came flooding back, as she walked through the street today. She was determined to leave behind everything. There was absolutely no desire to return or re-enter the past.
A brand new future awaited her, and she would not carry any baggage from the past.
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Reena Saxena 
Great sense of regression and past life. good story Reena
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Thank you so much!
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In some people’s lives, I believe there are parts of their life their mind shuts off for their own sanity. It’s best for them to not remember unless there’s an emergency where the memory involves the welfare of others. Good writing, Reena.
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Thanks, Patricia!
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Well done, Reena.
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Thanks!
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Corrected. Thanks a lot!
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So glad she chose NO DOORS! Enjoyed.
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Thanks!
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Liked the use of the image as a vision inside someone’s mind. Nicely done.
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Thanks, Iain!
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So why was she visiting a regression therapist then?
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It is a memory from the past. One can make choices later in life.
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Oh, wow. I love this!
That’s exactly what I was thinking. “Do not open any of those doors.”
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Thank you so much, Shawna!
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This sounds intensely personal, so well done, Reena.
In the last sentence, ‘would’ rather than ‘will’?
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