‘I am only a consciousness, an energy.’ When Lacy got into hypnotic state and travelled back to early time, that was what she felt. ‘I am in the cosmos, all I can see are stars.’ I asked her: ‘Can you see the Earth planet?’ ‘No! It is all dark, I can see stars all around me. I feel so peaceful, so serene, so comfortable! Here is my home!’ 

‘Why did you want to come to the Earth planet?’ ‘I didn’t! They told me I need the experience, I need to come to learn.’ ‘Then, what happened?’ ‘I felt a push, I was a little boy, the son of tribe chief, long before Columbus arrived America.‘ ‘What did you wear?’ I asked.

‘Barely cover the body. We all wear very little, no shoes. Life isn’t easy. My father is losing his tribe people.‘ I asked: ‘Why? there was a war?’ ‘No! Very difficult life. People died or left, looking for better life.‘ 

I compressed the time. ‘How old are you now?’ ‘I am 15, and I become the tribe chief.‘ I asked: ‘Only 15?’ ‘Yes, my father died, so I became the chief.‘ She continued: ‘I don’t like the job at all. Too much work and too much responsibility. I want to leave the tribe and live alone!‘ 

Lacy moved on to her next life. ‘I am a woman, living in a forest. I love the trees, I love animals around me. They are my friends.’ I asked: ‘Can you walk back home?’ ‘Oh.. I just walk into a shed, a little cabin. I feel welcomed. Fire is in the fireplace. I feel warm. Yah, this is my home.‘ I asked: ‘Any one around?’ 

‘No! I live alone. I like my animal friends, I like trees, flowers, woods, mountains, rivers. I watch stars every night.’  I asked: ‘Do you know how did you die in that life?’  ‘I just died.’ All right! I guided Lacy to another life.

‘What do you see now?’ ‘Woods, mountains.’ ‘How old are you?’ ‘I am a woman in 30’s.’ ‘What do you wear?’ Lacy said: ‘Like those Indian people in America. I live in a teepee, my own tipi.’ I asked ‘Do you have any family around?’  ‘No! I move around with my tribe. We go places. We love animals and wild open spaces.’ 

I asked: ‘Then, what happened?’ ‘White people came. They wanted us to live their way. No! We don’t like their way. We want to live our way, very free; and we enjoy our way of life.’ She continued: ‘They force us to do a lot work, They treat us like slaves. We are used to our way of life, we don’t like it at all. I protest and argue. A man shot me from behind. I died.‘ 

I brought Lacy back to her consciousness. She said: ‘You know, I live in the mountain now with my husband. I never want to live in the city. Many times, I want to end my life, you know, not suicide, but simply leave this world. You know, there are many animals around our property.  They don’t bother me and I don’t bother them.’ 

She continued: ‘I hate to be told to do anything. I felt resentful for no rational reason whenever people told me what to do. I did not want to become argumentative. I tried to press down or ignore that anger, I ended up relying on weeds and anti-depressant pills.’  

I said: ‘You know what happened in the past, you can close that door. You don’t need anti-depressant pill before sleep now’ She looked pensive, ‘The weeds make me feel relaxed immediately.’ I smiled: ‘Only to get rid of anti-depressant pills. Keep the weeds for a while for your transition. Pretty soon, you won’t need it any more.’ Lacy laughed: ‘They told me weeds can damage my brain cells. I can live without it.‘