by Gail Hennessey

Created on: July 19, 2009   Last Updated: July 25, 2009

A Meeting with the Past

For the past twenty-five years or so, this woman has been making my life very unpleasant. A year ago, I decided that it was finally time to have a confrontation, to finally come to terms with her. It was on an beautiful sunny August day, that I met this woman, who I came to learn was named Judy, she was... my past life.

Before you shake your head and turn the page, let me say that I, too, was very skeptical of the entire concept. However, after years of trying traditional medical options, I felt I had nothing to lose by contacting someone who specializes in past life regressions to try and rid me of night terror for which I suffered for so many years. I wanted to share my experience in hopes it might be of help to someone else.

For years, like clockwork, I would wake up within 40 minutes of going to sleep, around 11:40. Aroused from a deep sleep, I would start screaming, no, no, no. My heart would be palpitating at a tremendous pace, I would wake up visibly shaken. I was terrified that I was dying. My husband would calm me down and within minutes, I would return to sleep for the evening. This routine occurred a couple of days a week. Awakening with one of my night terrors, first with loud whimpers and then screams echoing from the bedroom, was extremely embarrassing when we'd travel to a bed and breakfast or stayed with friends for the weekend.

My primary physician sent me to a neurologist who prescribed a strong tranquilizer to help with the episodes, to little effect. After a couple of days of being so groggy during the daytime, I had to stop the drug medication. My doctor then suggested another doctor that specialized in sleep disorders. I spent two nights in a sleep lab, hooked up to lots of wires stuck onto my scalp with a clay like substance. I commented to the technician that it would be a wonder that I'd be able to sleep with so many wires and equipment hooked up to my during the evening. Just as I thought, I had no sleep problem the first night and was asked to stay another evening....nothing the next day, either. Of, course, the following night when I was back home in my own bed, I had a terrible episode. Another visit to the doctor, another prescribed to help me sleep. This medication had a side effect on my night terrors but over time, it caused my white blood cells to be so depleted, I was eventually taken off the pills!

After numerous doctors were unsuccessful in trying to help me with my night terrors, I finally gave

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