I keep returning to this observation because it refuses to behave like memory.
When people enter a deep firsthand regression, they don’t describe remembering. They describe being. The present frame vanishes. They no longer register the room, the chair, or another life waiting outside the moment. Awareness settles completely into a different time, and life resumes there as if it never paused.
What strikes me is the quality of presence. It feels like living something for the first time again. Not recalling it. Not watching it. Experiencing it fully, with the same fluidity and immediacy it had when it originally happened.
That forced me to reconsider time.
What if time isn’t something we move through. What if it’s something we tune into. When consciousness shifts its reference frame, experience reorganizes instantly. It doesn’t feel like going backward. It feels like changing address.
I had heard physicists speak about time as a block. I had read theories suggesting all moments exist together. None of that felt personal until I watched someone step fully into another moment and return carrying it with them.
One experience stays with me.
I was working with Reagan. He was five years old again, sitting on the sidewalk at dusk, playing marbles with his best friend. The sun was low. His attention was effortless. His awareness was complete.
After he returned to present time, while describing the experience, I asked him who he thought I was in that moment.
He paused, genuinely curious. Then he said I wasn’t anyone. I felt more like a voice inside his head. Not a person. More like the quiet inner commentary that notices things and wonders.
That answer stopped me.
From his frame of reference, I didn’t exist as an external presence. I wasn’t outside the moment. I was inside awareness itself.
That’s when it became clear to me. When consciousness relocates fully, the present frame dissolves. Another moment becomes total. Time doesn’t rewind. Identity doesn’t pretend. Experience simply is.
I write this down because it changes how I understand reality. Time behaves less like a line and more like a field. And consciousness knows how to move within it.


