When I was learning more about the records with Chris he came up with a root of a phobia for me. It was a few months after I sorted that phobia out but it really hit the nail on the head, because I had tried to do a regression by myself (to not avail). I only got to that part where I knew I just hated birds, I feared them, I feared they would eat me/peck at my body and most of all that I was powerless in retaliating against the damn things. Turns out, according to Chris I had a life where I was eaten by birds whilst not quite dead yet (on a cross)(hope you're not eating as you read this). It was like the last straw to have closure
. Now I go out on my deck even if big ugly currawongs are sitting there
My two cents...in case anyone is curious about their own problems that find no explanation in this life time.