Past Life Regression – Tommy the Gaffer

by | Jan 25, 2017 | Blog

Joanne

Joanne was a happy middle aged woman, grounded and spiritual in outlook. She requested a regression to see if she could gain any insight to past lives.

Having got comfortable on her sofa with a blanket Joanne settled down into the regression well.

It wasn’t long before she began to speak in a whisper voice.

“I’m male, frightened, hard work, water”.

Joanne’s breathing became heavier and her manner was nervous. We worked on settling her down and looking at the image from above, detached from discomfort.

I asked her to view her surroundings to see if she could get a better picture of where she was.

“The Quayside, loading up big boats”.
“Sailing, pushing wagons, iron wheels, hands, blisters on my hands”.

There was a stillness and a silence in the room, so quiet I could hear the clock ticking on the mantelpiece. I could see that she from her closed but wandering eyes, she was taking on board her surroundings, checking around for more clues.

I asked her to let me know if she could sense or smell or feel anything else.

“Small hessian sacks, they stink”. She turned her nose up and drew the blanket to her face.
This was followed by questions relating to her age or how old she felt and whether she had an idea of her name.

“40 years old, Tom, my name is Tom, that’s it Tom”.

Further into the regression we discovered other insights.

“No shoes on, got shoes, for winter”.

I pressed her for a period in time, something that give her a clue as to the date or year she was viewing.

“16th century 17, 1617”.

Deeper into the regression we assessed her surrounding further.

“Big man around me, helping, loading boats, I see rats”.

“A big man, he shouts out, pushing past, moving and shouting, I’m frightened, kicking, he’s kicking with his boots”.

Again, I asked where she was and if she could, to go into further detail.

“Quayside, cobbled, ropes in the way, people, boxes, wooden crates”.

I asked her to follow her thoughts to her home and pick up any thoughts from there.

“I sleep in a warehouse, on a hessian sack, its filled with straw, no family, I have no family, just me, aching, tired, there is a cat, the rats”.

After a while we ventured further on and moved to a scene 10 years ahead from the one she was viewing now.

“Fisherman’s Cottage, small, living there.”
“There is a woman in the kitchen, cooking stew”.

Joanne lifted her nose as if to fill herself with the smells around her and looked pleasantly pleased, comfortable and satisfied. I allowed her to absorb the information and feel, sense, re-live the pleasure she was experiencing before asking her to look around for more information.

“Fire, in the kitchen, wooden table, black saucepans, cooking, black stove, warm, cosy”.
“Who is cooking” I asked “and how do you know her”.
“She is my daughter, very slim”.

With this information, we carried on for more information.

“It is Rose, my daughter, so kind”.

There was a silence, followed by a sadness in her face. I enquired as to what she was feeling.

“Wife gone, died”.

From here we discussed her chosen lessons for this past life she was experiencing

“Hard work, put food on the table”.

We moved on to discover if Tom had brought anything with him from the past into the life she had today.
“Sadness, people that you love, they die”.

At this she became quite emotional so I asked permission for me to see if I could take this feeling away from her, there was no need for her to harbour such sadness in her heart and I could help. She agreed with releasing techniques, gathering the sadness and placing it in the hands of the universe, to disperse and reform for the better.

As she lay on the couch wrapped in her blanket her breathing became heavy, her face focused as she made her intention to search her body for the sadness she so wished to release, concentration was upon her. When she was ready, I gently lay my hand upon her for her to transfer the sadness to me so that I could release it into the universe, for her to make space for happier thoughts.

This went on for some time, and as she concentrated on her breathing huge droplets of tears began streaming down her face, until she sighed a big relief and lay resting, released from this sadness.
She went on further now with more information and determination in her voice.

“I need to look after the children”.
Why I asked.

“Coughing, lots of coughing, boy, son, died, 6 years old, with wife, she died, whooping cough, so weak, so sad”.
“I have to go to work, boys relying on me, boats to load, look after young lads, don’t have families”.
“Rose, she will feed them, they are like my own boys, she is a good girl”.

From here Joanne was back in a scene with Tom.

“I’ve got big hands, work hard, get money, telling them (the boys) to do more”.

As I spoke with Joanne, taking her further into relaxation, no pain, no discomfort, I asked her again of what lessons she learnt from such a hard life.

“Compassion, help others, make em better, get help, can’t help everybody”.
From these words Joanne was clearly feeling Tom’s life but quickly said she needed to get back at work.

“I was a strong task master, but with compassion, compassion, fairness, there is strength in love”.
We were about an hour into her session by this time so I asked her to go to the end of her life.
With a wincing face and laboured breathing I suggested that she remove the sensations she was receiving, to only view and continue.

“I’m 70 years old, old man, in bed, on my own, cold, very cold, hungry, tired, ready to leave”.
Making the pathway clear and suggesting that she look out and around her see if there was anyone around she continued.

“My mum is here, holding out her hands to greet me, Rose is here”.
For a moment I thought she meant Rose had also passed with him but further into the scene she explained.
“Rose is there, helping me, by nursing me. She is looking into my eyes, she knows, it is time, I am going, leaving her”.

There was silence as Joanne began the process of ascension to the spirit world.
“There’s a man, don’t know him, long white hair, white beard, white robe, watching me. There is mum (a huge smile on Joanne’s face), she says don’t be afraid, white light, ahead, in the sky, drawn to it” and more silence.
“Not old anymore, not cold, no pain”.

I asked her to look around and see if there was anyone else there. I thought maybe Tom’s wife. With a further scan of her surrounding she took a quick breath in, which was immediately followed by a surprised expression.
“Jacob, he is my guide, not seen him for a while, he is calm, soulful and compassionate. Jacob is telling me I am safe now”.

From her we completed the regression and Joanne was brought back into the room to discuss her experience. Whilst I had a view of her life I was not the viewing the life, the images, sensing and experiencing, there is much more information to come.

She informed me that as Tom didn’t want to lose his wife. I would have been sad to lose his son, but he would have coped with that, but not his wife, he lived for her.

Joanne’s experience at the quayside was very real in her eyes, she itched her arms as she talked of the rats and cats around her. She went on. The ships were very tall, with masts, and wooden ships. This would be in line with the time period she talked about.

She informed me that some of the ships carried 4 gangplanks but others not. That the smaller gangplanks would mean carrying heavy sacks by hand. Her hand went to her mouth and nose as she described the smell of the hessian and the wood smoke.

She said she saw dolphins sometimes. That the work was extremely heavy, on cobbled yards with wooden wagons that had heavy metal wheels, which made it very hard to work with.

Joanne had no family and slept I the warehouse where they made rope, she would stuff the sacks with straw to make a bed, life was very rough and tough.

She had to sleep there because she had no family, as a boy she couldn’t remember back a time she had family. This was why Tom looked after the boys. He remembered the feelings of loss, the emptiness and sadness.

On a lighter note, Joanne began to talk about Tom’s wife, her name was Sarah and he was very much connected to her, she was his life, his heart was taken when she went into the spirit world for a long time.

We talked about the sadness and whether or not my releasing techniques had work. She explained that, at first, she didn’t want to let go it as it had been with her a long time, like part of her, but finally she released it and out poured the tears of joy, and emotionally drained at losing someone so special as Sarah.

From here Joanne went back to the dockyard. She felt as though somebody had drowned, one of the young boys fell in the water between the ships.

Further stories followed, of how Tom worked through the ranks from a boy of 13 years old and grew up at the dockyard. He gained the house when he was older. It was sparse but cosy, no possessions, just a roof over your head at last. There was only time to work for your food and sleep, that was the life.

There was also a small fire in the house, which was situated right on the quayside. Her hand went to her mouth, she could smell the fish, lots of fish, and felt she was located more in the North.
Her name was Tom. She had only every been known as Tom, which is why she could not recall her second name when questioned.

She discussed how the survived through the ranks for better jobs as they got older. He became the Gaffer.
Tommy Boy as he was known was dropped when is moved up the ranks and was simply called Gaffer.

It was a very hard life where a lot of people used their fists, there was a lot of kicking to go with the fists, it was very hard work. The only rest they had was when the tide was out. They had to work fast to load up due to the tide and were bone tired when it was loaded.

The only rested when the tide was out, waiting for the next tide come in with the ships. Tom had to keep the boys motivated, they had no families. Tom explained it was his work or calling, that is where the compassion came in, keeping them safe, making sure they were not hungry.

His daughter Rose would make mutton stew, which she would sell to the boys. Joanne did not feel as if Sarah or Rose were connected in this lifetime, she said it was something she was not shown.

As we approached discussion on her death scene Joanne explained that Jacob was the 1srt guide she ever met when she started meditating. He wore a distinctive white robe tied in the middle with long sleeves. She had this guide for a long time, he a had grizzly beard and long hair.

She remembered that on visiting a fair in Mansfield, UK that a psychic artist drew him and she knew him immediately but was put out that the artist informed her he was also her guide too. On this information, of having to share him she had asked him to leave her, so he did. She had many guides from then on but not one like him.

Joanne recalled a vivid sensation of fear, of being very frightened and the feeling of hurt. The life was hard work with lots of shouting, kicking and always fear. Tom was very muscly with short hair they cut with a knife, he was fit but held lower back pain due to the pressures of work.

The boys were made to do a man’s work but nothing he couldn’t do himself. She could taste the mutton from the strew as if it was yesterday and described how the house was cosy but minimal. There was a bed upstairs, a wooden bed with a straw mattress.

Tom’s daughter Rose had 2 children and he made sure she married a good man who would look after her. She was still on the same working class level but with a good man that didn’t drink away his wages.

Joanne had another guide Gladys, from the Lancashire cotton mills, she wore wooden clogs on her feet and wore a black shawl with a mop cop to keep her hair out of the machines.

She laughed as she described a lady called Gladys in this life that used to visit her pub. They called her Lady Gladys because of her muse, she would bring all and gossip of the village to bear in the pub.

There was also another guide called One Feather, a 21 year American Indian who died due to an arrow aimed straight in his chest.

Joanne was pleased to be released from the pain she harboured in her body and felt great relief and freedom from letting go.

She felt more content in this life. Still looking after children but with more joy in her heart and a less laboured lifestyle.

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