I experienced a past life regression several years ago. This was during my training as a clinical hypnotherapist. After being guided into trance, I was regressed backwards through my life, taking me back younger and younger. Eventually I was regressed back further, to a point before I was born.
I recalled being a hunter in a medieval forest, providing for my family. I remember being aware of having a beard, and using a wooden spear, and bow and arrow. It did seem very real at the time. I did not have to put any effort into getting these details, they just flowed into my mind – almost like they were from somewhere or someone else. I simply relaxed my mind, and allowed these thought to flow to me.
I was took to the point just before dying in that life. I remember lying on the forest floor with a wound to my shoulder, slowly dying. I knew I was dying, but I was in no pain. I intuitively knew that I had been attacked by some animal that had horns or antlers, although I did not see this happen. As I led there staring up at the trees, I felt a sense of loneliness. I was dying on my own, without anyone to comfort me. I knew my family were not far away, but I could not go to them for help. This made me feel a tinge of sadness.
When I woke up, I was fairly convinced that I had experienced some memories from a past life of mine. It was so vivid, and emotional. As time passed, I became more skeptical, thinking that it is very possible that it was all fabricated by my subconscious mind, in order to satisfy what was expected of me during the session. This is very possible, but who knows?
I cannot say for sure whether hypnosis can help you access a past life, or even that we have had a past life. Perhaps this does not really matter. It was a worthwhile experience. I somehow felt wiser because of it. I remembered how lonely I felt as I stared upwards from the forest floor, yearning for the comfort of my family. This made me realise how precious people in your life are, and how I should not take people for granted. The experience of being a bearded hunter taught me this lesson several years ago, which I will never forget. To this day I bear this in mind, and I am grateful to him whoever or whatever he is.