This is the amazing true story of how Susan Wisehart, author of Soul Visioning, used holographic time to take me forward in time to see my future self. I was somewhere in my very late 80's or early 90's and I was referred to as "Granny B."
As a Clinical Hypnotherapist, one of the things we learn in our training is past life regression. And when that’s done accurately and well, it’s very interesting. But just like anything that you get a lot of (chocolate cake, pizza, ice cream); it can become monotonous or boring after a while. So when I was invited by Susan Wisehart to move forward in time, that really piqued my curiosity and captured my interest.
My husband, son, and I went to the Infinity Foundation in Highland Park, Illinois and were part of a group of about sixteen people. After the first part of the day, we returned from lunch to find our chairs had been replaced with Yoga style mats which we each laid on. Susan started talking in a voice, tone and rhythm that is common for hypnotherapy and guided imagery. I was thinking “Oh brother, what’s new about this?!”
I can’t tell you the who, what, when, where, why or how of it … I don’t have those answers, but I found my current self in a tropical location. It was as if all of my molecules and atoms came together—reassembled themselves—in that geographic location. In looking around I saw in the short distance ahead, my future self. She turned around and looked my current self square in the eyes.
I felt compelled to walk forward, hands extended. She took them in hers. And for some reason, I had the feeling that the clock was ticking very fast; that I was about to run out of time with her. I looked into her eyes and asked, “Please tell me what I need to do to get here?” With a smile and a twinkle in her eye she said, “Let go.”
It was at that time I started wondering about Len. I didn’t voice any questions out loud but she answered me with her mind (no words). She had me turn to my left and look in the distance. There was Len, sitting on the end of a dock wearing a baseball cap, with a bamboo fishing pole in his hands, feet crossed at the ankles dangling over the water—he was obviously very content. I also somehow “knew” that his back being to us was the indicator that he was dead. But I also “knew” that everything was absolutely ok. He was quite well on the other side.
Just then, a tall, slender young woman with shoulder length brown hair came up to me with a tray of tall, sweating glasses of water and said, “Granny B. would you like something to drink?” Just like I “knew” about Len, I “knew” that she was my granddaughter. I would guess that she was somewhere in her late 20’s or early 30’s. In current time, my son was not even married.
I looked back into the smiling eyes of my future self, who was still holding my hands. The message, “Let go” was conveyed one more time (non-verbally), and I “dissolved” (for lack of a better description) and then everything came back together again. I was “physically reassembled” back at the Infinity Foundation in Highland Park, Illinois.
To this day, I’m not exactly sure what it is that I’m suppose to “let go” of. I’m confident that knowing me well, my future self was not specific on purpose because now every time I hit a bump in the road, my current self simply remembers her words, “let go.” In not being specific, she made letting go a current, regular practice.
Letting go is simple, but not easy. It involves allowing things to change. It requires an ongoing examination and revision of closely held thoughts and ideas; an ongoing willingness to let go. T.S. Eliot wrote, "Teach us to care and not to care." Letting go is that practice.
So how does one let go? For me it means being open to receiving change and inviting the energy of Divine Love to fill my heart and direct my thoughts with things that are positive, uplifting, constructive and healing. The investment in the everyday act of letting go has a large dividend—it leads to a deep, enriched life.
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