Category: Past Life Regression Therapist

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.

Call me now at 7042321200 or visit my website LifeBeforeLives.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

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

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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