Haunted Place Investigation

Before I had a regression session with Donna, I had a fear of heights. Although it wasn't a pressing phobia, it was one that I was reminded of upon entering a mountainous community or from atop a high building or restaurant. I can remember being so afraid that I had a paralyzing experience one night at The Mission Inn. We were only four floors above the ground. My mother wanted to see the Christmas lights that illuminated the hotel. We got in the elevators and went up and up. There was small catwalk that connected the two halves that ran along the outside of the hotel. I couldn't move - neither back towards the elevators to go back to the ground floor, nor forward towards where my parents were standing.

Unlike other phobias that people may have, this was one that was not restricting my daily living. Sometimes people with phobias such as a social phobia may find it difficult to leave the house because of a fear of being around other people. This was not the case.
It was simply a problem that I wanted to eliminate so that I could venture out to the mountains or a skyscraper and go to one of the higher floors without any restraint. That is when I decided to participate in the regression.

The regression depicted a mountain scenario, and from the beginning, I knew what had happened. In a previous life, my husband and I had taken a trip to the Grand Canyon. We were up on one of the lookouts overlooking one of the highest points and there were several people on the lookout point as well.

My husband, being the gentle, kind person that he was, wanted me to get a better appreciation of the vastness of the Canyon and suggested I step closer to the edge to absorb the full effects. I had some restraint, saying that I didn't think it was really a good idea, and that I would rather sit back from afar. He insisted, and I went ahead, a rock slipped out from under my foot, and I fell to the ground, a distance I estimated to be about several hundred feet. Tragically, I was dead before I hit the ground. The regression itself lasted about an hour and a half. Upon awakening, I felt refreshed and ready to get back to my day. Not knowing how that regression of the day would really effect me.
The weekend following the regression, I took a trip to The San Diego Wild Animal Park and went on the train they have that takes you through the exhibits. At one point, the train crossed a small bridge and stopped so that the passengers could take pictures and get a better look at the animals. The bridge was about forty feet off the ground and I found myself looking over the side of the train…straight down to the ground! No pulse racing; no anxiety. There was no fear of heights anymore. It was amazing! I felt so free, as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. Simply understanding the why of the fear seemed to completely eliminate my problem.

I am so grateful that I had that regression with Donna that day, because my fear of heights was not an impeding fear on my day to day living. Yet when it was gone, it was such a cleansing, freeing feeling.