Here drawing from personal experience , I can say that ‘ Progressions ’ are more a ‘ Will ’ of the ‘ Universe ’ and ‘ Grace ’ of Masters , than a personal choice of either the client or the therapist . Though same can be said of ‘ Regressions ; too , where a client goes to a past-life only and only when there is an issue to be resolved , or a learning to be gained .
One just can ' t simply go to a past-life just for a trip , as if on a ‘ Past-Life Tourism ’!!! ‘ Progressions ’ mostly are to give guidance and awareness to an individual as help to make better choices and make amends if needed in the present moment , something like a ‘ Course-Correction ’ of a Space Ship , to reach a desired destination , or to avoid an impending doom . Though there are cases where it simply happens to give a loving guidance and reassurance about the destinations waiting us based on path chosen by us in the present moment . As if helping one see and experience the Garden that will bloom one day , based upon the seeds we have sown today .
Years ago my best friend and loving companion , came seeking guidance regarding her young daughter , who had just started her schooling . As a mother she was very anxious and worried about her child ’ s adjustment and integration with her school , teachers , playmates , and peers . Her little gal was an extremely sensitive , intuitive , intelligent , loving child , who loved everything around . So attuned the little gal was to nature that she could feel the pain and joys of plants and animals around .
Each time she saw a tree being cut she would be extremely sad and even cry . She could feel and understand the animals and insects . Butterflies will come and sit on her hands and she could talk to the little beetles whole day long ! Stars and skies were her magical world and she would tell tales of going there and how amazing it would be to take her parents along to show them around . She knew and told about things , which she had never read or been formally taught . Music was her soul-food and she would sing to herself , the trees , butterflies , stars , and a multitude of friends who her parents could never see or know .
As a mother , what bothered her most was the odd and at times even rude treatment of her sensitive child , by her playmates , classmates , and even teachers and so-called rational adults ! Remarks and ridicule that came her way made the little daughter of hers so confused , sad , and even withdrawn from people and kids around , and all the little child would do is come back to the safe comfort of her mother ’ s lap and innocently ask with teary eyes . Mama , why do they all talk like this ?
Why do they don ’ t believe me ? Why do they make fun of me ? Why are they so bad to plants and animals ? Why do they talk like that to me even when I don ’ t do anything bad to them ? Her innocent questions left her parents both concerned as well as anxious , because they could see that the little bubbly child was slowly withdrawing into a shell of her own , and getting apprehensive