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Unfinished Agendas of Past Lives

Unfinished agendas of Past Lives

Unfinished agendas of Past Lives

(A true Past Life regression Story…

All the names and other details have been changed

To respect the privacy of the client)

“I don’t know why I am always in conflict with my husband and my mother in law, ever since I got married. I am now married for seventeen years but I have never felt comfortable or happy in my marriage. I have two wonderful daughters and have no financial or any other problem. My husband is a nice person but I don’t know why I feel hostile towards him. I can’t breathe till he is in my site. My mother in law is also very caring and loving but still I always feel unexplained anger towards her too. I want to resolve it at any cost as now it has started disturbing me very much”.

Relationship Issues
Relationship Issues

The forty-year-old elegant and well dressed woman of petite built and average height, who lived in the USA, was visiting India to be with her parents, was sitting in my therapy room. She was beautiful, had a very charming smile and spoke very impressively about her issues. She was very genuinely concerned about her unprovoked hostility towards her husband and mother in law, despite their being very kind and sweet.  

Once deeply regressed to a life concerning the issue, she started speaking, I am standing in front of a big fort. Its dark everywhere around. Its night time. I am a man. I am guarding this fort. I am wearing leather slippers, yellow bottoms and brown ‘angarakha’ (traditional Rajasthani dress). I am wearing a pagri, (traditional Rajasthani head gear) have big mustache and a sword in my belt. A woman is on the window and looking down at something. She is wearing expensive jewelry of expensive jewels and pearls and royal attire. Though her face is covered yet I can see a large round nose pin. She is looking down. She is the queen mother. It appears that I am somewhere in Rajputana. I am on the night duty guarding the royal palace. I turn around and see an impenetrable huge mountain just opposite the fort.”

Here she stopped and became silent. I asked her that what is happening. She remained quiet for few moments and then moved on to the next event and started speaking again.

 “I see someone running out of a narrow passage leading to the adjacent village on my right. I challenge and stop him. He is shivering with fear. I ask him who he is. He is hesitating to tell the truth. I warn that I will kill him if doesn’t reveal that what he is doing there in the middle of the night. He is telling me that he has been sent by someone to burn the village and he had already started the fire in the village and now running away. I start beating him and pin him down to either reveal the name of the person who sent him or get killed. When I raise my sword to kill him he tells me that Madhav, the prince, want to crush a mutiny in the village and ordered him to burn the village. At the same time I see the mother queen and the prince Madhav coming out of the palace. Now I recognize their faces. The queen is my mother in law and the prince is my husband in this life. In this life also they are in mother and son relationship. I want to kill the man since he has started the fire in the village. The queen mother is stopping me to do that. She tells me that this man was lying. Madhav has nothing to so with the burning of village and only king will take the decision about the punishment. The queen mother orders me to let go of the person. I obey her. The queen mother turns around, looks at the prince and smiles in a very vicious way. Now I know that she is shielding the culprit. I don’t like this.” Here she stopped again and started breathing very heavily with a frown. After few moments she again started speaking.

The culprit has been released. He walks away free without any punishment. The village has already burning. I am very angry. I drop down and start crying. I don’t want to serve any more. I feel helpless and suffocated. The village is in a big fire. I get up and ride my horse and rush with others to douse the fire. Women and kids are screaming. We start fetching water from the well and start controlling the inferno. There is so much smoke and smell of burning of flesh”. Here she stopped and started coughing and crying as if choked by the smoke. I reassured her and calmed her down.

After few moments she again started speaking the stench of the burning flesh is unbearable. I have covered my nose. I am helping the injured to a small old dispensary type of place. The injured are being given turmeric paste to apply on the burn wounds. When I see so much suffering and pain, I become furious and rush towards the palace. I challenge the prince and wants to kill him but I am caught. Since I had been very loyal to the king, I am not killed but thrown out of the village and ordered not to return. I start walking aimlessly. I just keep walking and walking, dejected and humiliated. I reach a village with cows, camels and a well. I see a small girl around the well and become worried that she may not fall in the well. I rush and pick up the girl in time. Her mother comes rushing out. I scold her for being careless.” Here she stopped again and her face relaxed. She also smiled a bit and started speaking again.

I somehow settle down in this village and become sort of a caretaker of the village. I do farming. But I am still mad at the prince and want to take revenge. I want to kill him. After sometime there is famine in the village. The water well has dried up. There is a big lake not very far. I offer to help build a small canal from the lake to the village. Since I don’t know swimming, I prepare a small raft to go around the lake to explore its outflow gorge. People warn me not to do that as the current at the gorge mouth is very rapid. But before I realize I get trapped in the whirl of the rapid water flow. My raft turns and I am thrown in the water. I know that I am going to die. I get drowned and die. I see my dead body being pulled out of the water. I keep hovering above my body and witness the cremation. Finally I leave with a resolve. My resolve is not to tolerate injustice and express my opinion strongly for the right cause”.

Gradually I brought her back to her present body and current times. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled and gained her composure. After remaining silent for a while she slowly spoke now I know the cause of such a strong resentment towards my husband and mother in law… wow… this is powerful… I am sure I am going to change my attitude henceforth… I am happy that I have been able to resolve the mystery of unprovoked anger towards both of them”.

Months later I received a mail from her from USA. She wrote that everything is changing now. She is very happy in her life and have sorted things with her husband and mother in law. And then she wrote a long paragraph, profusely thanking me for my help.


Past Life Tragedies and Karmas

Past Life Tragedies and Karmas

Past Life Tragedies and Karmas

(A true Past Life regression Story…

All the names and other details have been changed to respect the privacy of the client)

A young, tall, good-looking boy with long face, curly hair, deep hypnotic eyes and nervous temperament came to my therapy room for a strange issue. He had ongoing acne on face and other skin problems, which were not being helped by best dermatologists. All the specialists kept telling him that there was no reason for him to have those skin problems. They told him that he might be holding something emotional, which could be the root cause of his acne and other skin issues. He somehow had a premonition that his acne issue may be connected to a past life. His story was that his otherwise subdued acne and skin issues would aggravate as soon as he was attracted to a woman and wanted to seriously commit. This was truly bizarre.

After being deeply regressed in my therapy room he saw himself as a young adult male with dark hair and brown shoes. He was very visual and started seeing everything very clearly:

 “I have a very bad skin as if something has happened to it… the skin of my arms and face appear weird… I am in a big city with wide roads and very tall buildings… there are many people around me… I am in New York in 1900… this is my most recent past life. I am wearing a suit, holding a briefcase and I am going to my work in a company in a big tower… I can feel that my skin is very bad. Though people do not notice my skin beneath my clothes but when they closely look at me they immediately notice my disgusting face. I am very shy and discreetly work behind my desk. I do not have many friends. People talk about me as if I am a weird person. I mostly keep to myself.”   

Here he became silent. My serious professional training and experience doing Past Life Regression therapy for a long time, always comes to my succor for steering my clients to the right direction, when they get stuck while experiencing any past life. I guided the young man to the next important event of his life to find out that what may have caused his skin to look so bad.

I am a young child. I am very hungry. I am screaming and crying. When my mom picks me, my father hits her hard. I start crying even more loudly. My parents are fighting. My father starts strangulating my mother. But it feels normal as if it happens every day. My father is an alcoholic. My mother is the one who earns and takes care of us. My mother does not love my father. She wants to leave him. My father is very upset with me as he feels that my mother is giving me all her attention. He knows that my mother wants to leave him because of me. So he is very frustrated. As I keep crying my father pushes my mother away and starts hitting me. I run towards the toilet and try to hide there. This happens every other day. I start crying even louder. My father rushes after me and tries to gag me. He tries to drown me in the tub in order to silent me. He is badly drunk and mad with anger. He picks up a bottle, which is an acid toilet cleaner. He opens the bottle and pours the acid on me. I feel my skin is burning. I cry more loudly with pain. He picks me and shakes me violently and tells me to stop crying. My mother is after him and is trying to stop him to cause me further harm. She picks up a big kitchen knife and stabs him in the back. He drops me and turns around and wants to chase her. He doesn’t go more than a few steps and collapses. He is now lying on the floor in the corridor. My mother comes in and starts washing me. But my burn is serious and hurting badly”

Here I noticed that he was rubbing his face and arms with painful expressions. After a few moments he again continued;

I grow up in an orphanage. My mother dies in the prison. Now I am young. I am with a girl. We are close. We are dancing. I want to get closer to her while dancing but she pushes me away. I am in love with her but she considers me only a friend. She is holding my hand. We are in a high school dance. We go to a park holding hands. I feel that she doesn’t want me to get close to her. She is blocking her feelings for me.” 

A True Past Life Regression Story
A True Past Life Regression Story

I told him to move to the next important event.

I am in an opera. Everyone is very well dressed. People are taking their seats. I am with the same girl. It’s sort of a date with her. There is another girl with her. I do not know this girl. We take our seats. I am still in love with this girl. I am very sad. My girl doesn’t even know that. It feels as if a massive bridge has crashed inside me. She likes me but she doesn’t love me. Its dark… the show has started.”  (Here I noticed that he started rhythmically tapping his feet and moving his hands as if he was listening to the live music) it’s now interval.. .we go out… I tell her that I need to speak with her… I tell her that how I feel for her but I am not able to express myself for the fear of rejection and we start arguing… we had argued many times earlier… it feels that she doesn’t want to proceed further… I  go into the washroom and see myself in the mirror…I hate the burn scars on my face… I know the reason of her not reciprocating my love. In frustration I start scratching my face with nails… I see the blood oozing out from the scratches… in anger I break the mirror… my fingers are covered with blood. I splash water on my face and run out… she sees me and runs after me. She starts crying and yelling at me. She says that she likes me but she can not be with me. I know that this all is because of my face but she is not telling me that. I am sad that if our connection is so strong then why my skin or face matters so much to her. Why she just can’t get pass that.”

Here I told him to move to the last event of this life;

I am very old now. There are other people around. There are balloons in the room. As if it’s a birthday party. People are not sad. My daughter and grand kids are around. I am married to someone else. My ex-girl friend is also present. We remained good friends all these years. We still have a special bond. She confesses that she loved me all these years. She holds my hand and tries to assure me of her love. But I know that she couldn’t come to terms with my skin and face. I married some other woman. My wife is not around. Seems that she has already passed away. It’s a hospital room. Same night I die in my sleep. My last thoughts are that now I have a confirmation that she too loved me but I feel sad that nothing happened between us because of my face and skin.”

When I asked him that what lessons he learned in that life, he told me that he wants a connection beyond appearances. He doesn’t want any insecure feeling about his or someone else’s looks if the love is real:

I wish to be accepted as I am even if I am imperfect. I need to learn to love my self first before anyone makes an opinion about my appearance. My skin is just a cocoon, which separates me from others. There is no reason for me or anyone else to suffer because of skin. That life was tough for me. I didn’t get what I wanted and suffered very much even though I died peacefully. In this life again when my girl friend left me, my acne problem flared up. Though I am attractive and good looking in this life but my acne problem has a huge bearing on my psyche and I again fear rejection because of that. I do not have enough confidence. I do not speak when I should. I fear taking initiatives when it comes to girls. I feel that I shouldn’t be in a relationship. I strongly believe that physical appearances should never interfere in matters of true love. After today I will stop looking for excuses and open myself for taking initiatives & loving and living life. I will accept what I am and will never be apologetic for that.”

Months later when he came for follow up sessions I found him beaming with joyful confidence. He told me that now his acne is going away and he is responding to the treatment as never before. He told me that he feels very confident and everyone around is noticing his positive attitude.   

Finding happiness through Hypnotherapy

Finding happiness through Hypnotherapy

Finding happiness through Hypnotherapy

 “I am really doing good. Thank you so much for all your help. The layers of sadness keep melting off. I am in much better place than ever before. You helped me tremendously to make myself happy. Thank you so so so much Swasti madam”, recently wrote a young Indian boy of 19, who has been sent by his parents to Australia to further higher education. Messages like this keep flooding on my whats app and email address from the clients, who have visited my therapy center for consultation.

After being born in this world it’s apparent that we have to go through all; happiness and sadness, love and hate, pleasure and pain, honor and humiliation, hope and frustration, success and failure, gains and losses, union and separations and so on…  There is no escape from them as they naturally come as bindings to the life we take. There is no way that we can choose one and avoid others.

Finding happiness through Hypnotherapy
Finding happiness through Hypnotherapy

Often people take success, prosperity, happiness and good health for granted but go into deep depression when the opposite manifests. We gladly accept and even jump on every opportunity to get bouquets forgetting that bricks too may follow. And when they come, we cry heavens, create a big ruckus and become very unhappy.

Hypnotherapy and Past Life Regression Therapy help you understand your place in this world and finding ways to cope with the adversities to stay in the state of happiness.

We make millions and don’t even share and when we loose a few thousands, we make big noise and publicize it and become very unhappy. We think that we can buy happiness by going to temples and offering ‘prasad’ and some paper currency or jewelry to the deity. We trust that we have insured us against all the diseases, failures, losses, unhappiness and mishaps by bathing in a holy river or visiting a shrine even though we continue to exploit, lie, cheat, hurt and humiliate others.

Hypnotherapy and Past Life Regression Therapy teaches you the art of staying in a blissful state amid all odds. We need to understand that if we are looking for happiness in true sense it will never come by buying new cars, dresses and other materialistic objects. Such happiness is short lived since the car will become old, the jewelry and dresses will eventually become outdated & unusable and all the expensive gadgets will become obsolete.

Finding happiness through Hypnotherapy
Finding happiness through Hypnotherapy

Hypnotherapy and Past Life Regression Therapy helps you to have a cheerful relationship with people and cope with their negative and destructive emotions. It helps you to evolve by cultivating empathy, compassion and awareness. It helps you to find joyfulness by living a conflict free life on moment-to-moment and day-to-day basis.

Call now at 70-42-32-1200 for a Hypnotherapy / Past Life Regression Therapy session or visit to know more.

PLRT decodes the Law of Karma

PLRT decodes the Law of Karma

Past Life Regression Therapy decodes the Law of Karma

Though the karma theory appears obscure and intriguing since much has been said and written about it, it is quite simple to understand. Most of us are aware about the cosmic law that every action has equal and opposite reaction. It implies that whatever right or wrong we do, it gets reciprocated through an unknown and indefinable system in this or the next life.

Karmas are the actions we do. Human body has senses and the mind through which we contemplate, feel emotions and take actions. Our sub conscious is the observer of all our karmas and records all of them. Even when we are alone and think that no one is watching us, it is still keeping a close watch and recording all our deeds.

In my practice after doing hundreds and hundreds of Past Life Regression therapy sessions, I have been amazed and as well intrigued that how the sub conscious keeps the record of all the details of not one but many past-lives, including environment, clothes and surroundings. I have observed clients talking in details the kind of jewelry they had been wearing, the people they had been living with, the life standards they followed, the wrong things they did, the violence they went through and when this all took place.

Past Life Regression Therapy decodes the Law of Karma
Past Life Regression Therapy decodes the Law of Karma

And what sort of the manifestation of the past life Karmas takes place; they become disturbed, restless, sick, develop indefinable pain in the body, have sleepless nights, see flashes of violence, face unexpected mishaps and accidents and so on.

What we should do to avoid bad karmas and live a clean life. When we visit a new city or country, we should leave it without breaking its laws. We need to leave without doing any bad karma. Similarly, we need to leave this body without any bad records and unpaid debts. If someone has hurt us, we should forgive. If we have hurt others, we need to sincerely seek forgiveness. If we have cheated, we need to repay. If we have killed, we need to do penance for that.

If we hurt, cheat or kill, we are doing bad karmas and polluting our conscience. Our subconscious is going to keep a record of all that. Our bad records will bring us back to repay everything. Karmas are like smart calves who trace their mothers even in the herd of thousands of cows. 

Decode your karmas and call now at 70-42-32-1200 for a Past Life Regression Therapy session or visit to know more.


A true past life regression story

A true past life regression story

A true past life regression story

How past life memories may disturb this life

(All the names and other details have been changed to respect the privacy of the client)

“I am a young boy. My name is Sera. It feels like an Arabian countryside. I am very happy in my small family with my parents. My mother has cooked a meal. I am waiting for my father to return. He comes home. We sat and ate together. I feel complete.”

“Now I am 10 or 11. We are all eating. The call for my father had come. He had been called to fight the outlaws and robber. I want to go with him. But he doesn’t allow me as I am very young….……. It’s now 4 days since my father hasn’t come back home. My mother is worried. I want to go out and find my father. My mother doesn’t allow me to leave home. She tells me that I am very young. I wait for my mother to sleep. In the night I slip out of the house silently. I tell myself that I will bring back my father.”

It was January of 2016. A young woman of about 26 was deeply regressed in the recliner in my therapy room. She was little heavy and not very tall. She had a round face, broad features and long hair. She spoke in a very soft voice to the extent that I had to pay attention to her speech to be able to understand her. She had been well educated in USA and was working for a law firm in Mumbai. She was well-read, very intelligent and had excellent communication skills.

She came to my practice for PLRT (Past Life Regression Therapy) for the following issues;

  1. Fear of losing people due to violence and accidents
  2. Her fear of failing to save loved ones.

Flash memories of violence kept coming back to her through dreams. She found it hard to sleep peacefully. She feared that something might happen to her if she sleeps deeply.

She continued… I am in a dark forest area. Its dark and there are many insects. (here she starts scratching her body as if being bitten by insects). They are biting me. I keep walking and reach a small village next morning. People are kind and offer me food.  I take the food and keep walking. I come across an area with many dead bodies around. Its all over. I see my father’s body here.” (here she starts crying).

“He is dead. He is not breathing. He doesn’t move. How can I inform my mother about his death? I feel that if I was here a day earlier, I could have prevented his death. I stay close to his body hoping some miracle will bring him back to life. My father was a soldier. He fought for the right cause.  He fought against the robbers and lawbreakers. Now I feel sad that I couldn’t save him.  When I am still crying, I see a cart coming from another direction…. A man gets down and consoles me. He is a merchant…. He brings me with him and offers me a small job in a nearby small town in his shop. I work with this merchant till I grow up.”

Here I asked her that how old she is now and which year it was. Without hesitation or a second thought she instantly replied. “Now I am a boy of 16 or 17. The year is 1780. The merchant is very kind and takes care of me well. I see a gang of robbers in the town…. Someone points me towards a man and tells me that he is the one who killed my father. He is the leader of the gang…. I become very angry and revengeful…. I silently follow him and wait till he sleeps. I take my chance and kill him while he is in deep sleep…”  

Here I noticed her violently convulsing on the recliner and her face muscles becoming tense. For a few minutes she became silent and then again continued… “Next morning the word is out. I tell the merchant that I have killed the leader of the gang to avenge my father’s killing. The merchant is very upset. I know that I should not have killed him in his sleep but now its too late to regret. In this life this kind merchant is my father. I can now clearly recognize him. Now I am preparing to go home but I want to make little more money one last time. I don’t know why but it feels that this is my last trip. I feel that I will not be able to reach home.”

“I am leaving in a caravan. There are horses driven wooden carts with small animals and people. The caravan is ready to go downhill. I feel unsafe. I know that there are people downhill, waiting to kill me. I am riding my horse. I am praying for the rain. I know if it rains, the caravan will stop and will not move further.  I have a feeling that we all are going to be massacred if we keep moving. So, I am praying for the rain to stop the caravan. I shouldn’t go down with the caravan. I am going to be killed. My mother is waiting home.”

“These are the same robbers waiting down hill. My father had been killed by their leader. I had killed their leader. But this time their gang has more people. They are here to take revenge of their leader’s killing. They are after me. They want to kill me. This time they are not after money. They want to avenge their leader’s killing.”

“They stop the caravan and find me. They first kill my horse. I am very close to my horse. I am so sad.  They kill the horse in my presence, knowing well that how much I love my horse. I can’t get over this huge loss. The eyes of my horse are so kind and familiar. They resembled the eyes of my best friend who died in a road accident in 2011. After killing my horse, they come after me. They cut my leg to make me cripple. And then they kill me. I feel good while dying as the pain goes away. I leave the body and come out. I go to the village to see my mother. My mother has become used to the pain of people leaving her. Now I am seeing everything from a soul’s perspective. My mother appears tired and sad…. I stay as a soul and I keep coming back and visiting my mother to see her grow old and finally die.”

Sometimes souls or spirits, when deeply attached, hang around their loved ones for days, months or even years to make sure that everything is well. They do not leave the old environment till they find things becoming normal.

After a remaining silent for some time she again started speaking…  “And now I know the reason. I have killed someone when he was in deep sleep. I have such horrifying flashes many times when I see my self killing someone who is sleeping. I feel that the revenge is not good. I should not have killed the guy in his sleep. I should have been forgiving. I need to forgive myself to be able to live a normal life. I need to appreciate myself who I am. I need to love my self.”

Slowly I brought her back to the present times in my therapy room and made her open eyes. Her face appeared very peaceful. With teary eyes she thanked me again and again for helping her resolve her issues and left.

In the follow up session she informed that she had started sleeping peacefully and her fear of losing people completely went away. Now her only wish was to see her loved ones happy.


Past Life Regression Therapy heals fears and phobias

Past Life Regression Therapy heals fears and phobias

Past Life Regression Therapy heals fears and phobias

Souls keep reincarnating through different continents, cultures, bodies and sexes. It’s very normal that a male may be born as a female in next life or may have been a female in one of previous lives. Reincarnation is no more a point of debate. It has been proved to be a FACT by various teams of highly qualified scientists, psychiatrists, neurologists, doctors all over the world. USA and Europe, which are primary a Christian country and may have been biased against re-incarnation because of their religious beliefs; have accepted reincarnation as gospel truth.

Many psychiatrists including Dr. Ian Stevenson (author of 20 Suggestive Cases of Reincarnation and many other books) and Dr Brain Weiss (author of Many Lives Many Masters and many more books) have been very vocally propagating sort of a crusade in favor of re-incarnation.

Past Life Regression Therapy heals fears and phobias
Past Life Regression Therapy heals fears and phobias

Many atheists and rationalists, who reject the truth of reincarnation, have never cared to read or seriously study the researches done by scores of psychiatrists, psychologists and neurologists, quoting hundreds of real-life case studies.

As a trained Past Life Regression Therapist, not only I have helped thousands of clients to go through their past lives to sort complexed issues of this life, but have witnessed amazing truths about past life events and their huge traumatic influence in present life.

But, as I have written time and again, Past Life Regression Therapy should not be done to do a past life touristic journey. If you have a nice peaceful and satisfying life with out any baggage, you definitely need not do any Past Life Regression Therapy Session. But in case there is an issue or phobia or fear, bothering you and negatively impacting your normal day to day life, you should definitely give it a try.

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Soft spoken girl

Soft spoken girl

Soft spoken girl

Love and relationships transcend Life After Life

(All the names and other details have been changed

to respect the privacy of the client)

In Jan 2017 a soft spoken, young and beautiful girl of 22 with shoulder length hair, sharp features and average height walked into my office. She appeared bright with beautiful shining eyes and petite silhouette. After she settled down in a relaxing posture on the recliner, I questioned her about her major issues, for which she wanted to explore her past life through PLRT or Past Life Regression Therapy.

She came out with the following issues;

  1. Deep and strong emotional feelings towards a cousin brother since age 3, to the extent that she would never cut her birthday cake till he came around. The feelings were intense from both sides. Later when they both grew up, they decided not to further these feelings in the interest of family traditions, which were completely against such relationships in close family. Though they both parted ways but she has not been able to understand this connection and move on in her life.
  2. Deep abrasive marks around both ankles with recurring incurable severe itching and allergic reaction. All consultations with best skin specialists and medications failed to help her.
  3. Undiagnosable knee, middle and lower back pain.
  4. Extreme fear of drowning.
  5. Complete mistrust and lack of faith in the parent authority despite their being very kind and loving.

Once in hypnosis, after crossing over the important bridge between this and past lives, she slowly regressed to a past life where she found herself in deserts in a village outside a big haveli (traditional Indian house), fully dressed but barefoot with dark complexion and light brown hair. “Its year 1839. I am a girl of 15 or 16 wearing silver jewelry and standing barefoot outside a strange looking haveli type house. It’s a small village somewhere in Rajasthan. There are lots of people around me. Someone is playing a flute. No one is talking to me and I am also not speaking with anyone”. Here she stopped.

Now she was in deep hypnosis and had completely regressed to her that life. At this point I coaxed her further asking her name in this life. Without thinking she immediately responded “My name is Rajjo.  I am sitting under a big tree outside this haveli and staring at it. There is some sort of celebration going there. I do not belong to the haveli but to a clan, who has pitched its colony of makeshift tents in the open fields outside this haveli. On my right side is a huge baoli (a community well to collect and store rain water) with a water pond from where people are fetching water. There are many women around me. I am waiting for someone. Just waiting there. I walk towards a small sand dune and pitch myself at a high point from where I can see every thing going in and around the haveli. I am fondly looking at my beautiful heavy silver anklets, which I am wearing in both ankles. It feels as if they are gift from someone. I am sad about something. I am not happy at all.” Here she again stopped and started crying.

Past life regression sessions can be very intense and sensitive. With my serious classroom training in USA in a highly credible and reputed Academy under the guidance of most professionally trained teachers, spanning over five hundred hours through many months, I have been very successfully doing thousands of past life regression sessions through all these years. ‘Serious Experience’ is what is needed most to steer out a client, who gets stuck, becomes overtly sad, experiences deep trauma and gets shocked in a violent event.

Using my training, experience and professional skills, at this point I steered ‘Rajjo’ to move ahead to the next important event of that life. “I am in a room with a tall, fair, handsome man with mustaches wearing a pagri (traditional Rajasthani head gear). His name is Sohan. I am 17 and Sohan is 20. I am married to this man. My relationship with Sohan is tense. Though he loves me but I fear him. It’s the second day after my marriage. I cannot move. I have been forced to marry Sohan. He is nice but I do not like him. Actually, I do not know him. He is someone new, I had never met before. I am still waiting for Dheer to return. Dheer had gifted me those beautiful anklets. I do not feel like going back to Sohan with whom I have been married. He knows that I do not like him. He keeps asking me that why I do not love him. I keep crying and tell him not to touch me. I tell him to find Dheer, who had offered me those anklets. I tell my husband about him. I tell him that Dheer is my childhood love and I want him to find Dheer for me. My husband becomes very angry and asks me to remove those anklets. I refuse to remove the anklets and in a fit of anger he starts hitting my ankles with a stick. He wants to break those anklets. My ankles start bleeding but he keeps hitting me. He is saying that he will buy me new ones and I need to throw the old ones away. He tells me that Dheer has gone away forever and would never come back. I become mad and run out of the house. I want to find Dheer”. Here she again stopped and started crying, caressing her both ankles and told me that she was feeling lot of pain in her ankles.

At this point I let her cry for a few moments and then told her that she is fine. Once quiet, I asked her about Dheer, the person who gave her those anklets.

“He is my childhood friend. I see myself with him in a field adjacent to the same big baoli with big water pond. We are playing. I am 6 and Dheer is 9. He is my best friend. He helps me a lot. He helps me making new friends. I do not have a family but many friends. My parents went away somewhere leaving me behind, as they didn’t want another girl child. They were very poor. But Dheer helps me a lot. I work in his house and get food and other help. He sometimes stays away from me as other kids make his fun. They tell him that I am his poor house maid and how I can be his friend. His mother also thrashes him for playing with me as I am poor and abandoned. His parents decide to sent him away in a town in a school. He keeps coming back to the village to be with his parents and meet me also. Now I am 13 and Dheer is 16. He brings the silver anklets and offers me. He tells me that he is going to another school in another faraway city. Dheer is going…. he is going… He is going…” At this point she again broke down and started crying. “

After remaining silent for a few moments, she spoke again; “Dheer is no more in the village. I do not have a work. His family also threw me out of the job. I knew folk dance, which I learned from the community I lived with. I started dancing in the festivals, marriage ceremonies, melas and in the temple celebrations. The temple priest started offering me food and little money as I fetched water for the temple from the village baoli. This helps me to survive. Sohan, my future husband saw me in the temple. He told the priest that he wants to marry me. And this is how I have been married to Sohan.”

She again returned to the time when Sohan was hitting ‘Rajjo’s’ ankles and asking her to remove the anklets. “I realize that my right ankle is broken as I could walk with great difficulty. My both ankles are bleeding. Right ankle is bleeding more. As I run towards the baoli my one anklet is lost. But I still run towards the baoli with all my strength. Sohan starts cursing and chasing me. I reach the baoli and before anyone could react I jump in the baoli. Sohan failed to stop me despite best try.  I get drowned and slowly die. I do not try to save myself. Sohan is crying. People pull my lifeless body out. My right ankle is broken. My knee and back is also broken with the impact of fall. I didn’t want to end this way. While dying my thoughts are that this was not a good life. I do not and cannot trust people. I want to meet Dheer, who abandoned me because of his parents and went away. Parents are not good. My parents abandoned me and Dheer’s parents separated us. I feel bad for my husband Sohan, who was a nice person and loved me but I didn’t love him. I do not want to be sad anymore. I want love but if ends bad then I do not want it.”

Here she stopped. I slowly and gently helped her to come out of hypnosis in the present day and time. I could see that she was much relaxed. Peace was radiating on her calm face. She had unlocked the mystery of many feelings, sufferings, diverse emotions and trust issue of this life. Slowly she opened her eyes. She softly cried but this time her tears glittered like pearls.

She kept silent for a while and finally spoke; “Now I know that why it had not been easy for me to make friends and love my parents. I always carried the fear of being abandoned. Now I want trust and family. I do not want to be alone. I know that from my past life I bring the fear of loosing people and being abandoned. I no more want to be sad and abandoned. Now I want to trust people. I want to feel love and trust the person. I now know that the distant cousin, for whom I have deep feelings is Dheer reborn. I found Dheer but still we are not destined to marry. I need to move ahead, trust my parents, meet friends and trust them. I need to find new love and trust him.”

In the follow up sessions many amazing developments took place. Her ankle abrasions and allergies disappeared forever. Her knees and back pain vanished and she started doing yoga. Her fear of water went away and she started learning swimming. Her relationship with her parents, whom she never trusted, improved significantly. And she sorted major issues with her cousin and started developing pure friendship with him.

Past Life Regression Therapy is not for everyone. Many people come to my practice for PLRT daily. I have to patiently tell them that they need to do past life regression therapy only if they have a serious emotional or physical issue, of which they have no explanation. I tell them that PLRT or past life regression therapy is not a past life site seeing touristic trip. Not everyone’s subconscious remembers past lives. In my experience of doing thousands of PLRT cases, one pattern is clearly visible. When there is a serious emotional or physical trauma, violent death, separation from a loved one, the subconscious stores that ‘data’ and carries it forward to next life to sort that.

If someone had lived a normal, fulfilling and peaceful life with no major shocking event, it’s very unlikely that the subconscious will carry forward the memories of that life.


Happy Independence Day My Friends

Happy Independence Day


Today we are celebrating our 72nd Independence Day… So, HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY…

Friends, at-first I would like to say that we should not just admire our freedom from British Rule, we should always remember its merits too… We should remember that we are free because we are united. We also need to remember to always stay in a peaceful and joyful state of mind.

Our country has a beautiful and colorful blend of different cultures, traditions and festivals. We speak different languages, follow different customs but in our hearts, we know we are all ONE. As a nation, we believe in unity in diversity. India is the birthplace to spirituality and many great spiritual Gurus and masters. Many of us have grown up listening to our grandparents and parents telling us, through stories and tales and fables, that all of us have the same soul – the same energy or that same powerful God particle – radiating within each one of us.

On this Independence Day, let’s tap into that divine energy inside, and affirm in our hearts to join hands and come together as one to make India a more prosperous and healthier nation – physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. Every person – men, women all alike – should be educated, literate, evolved, wise enough to use that education correctly for the betterment of our society, enlightened, peaceful, respectful, honest, loving and kind. This is the only way we can all coexist harmoniously. Let’s at least TRY to build a better future for all of us, by building a better nation.

Peaceful nations make peaceful continents make a peaceful world… make a peaceful universe… and THAT is the ultimate goal. It is about time we realize that. That’s why, Take charge of your life.

Happy Independence Day…

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