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Past Life Session..

I am 7, have brown hair and wearing a long white frock.  My mother (she is my mother in current life also) is leaving the city with my younger brother but left me behind. I am around 14 yrs., entering a nice & cozy white home. It has a green grass lawn. I am babysitting a 5 years old kid. I am very attached to that baby. It is evening. I leave the home as his parents have come. I reach an orphanage run by the Church. I stay here. I am the favourite of the nuns who run the orphanage.

There is a boy. I call him Benjamin. We are class mates in college. We are in love. We are around 21-22 yrs and get married. I am 26 my husband met with an accident. Benjamin is bed ridden. He cannot move as he has got paralyzed waist below after that accident. I love Benjamin. I work and happy taking care of him but he is very sad. His disability has taken a toll on him.

I am middle aged now. The age, the fact of being both the bread winner and the nurse of my husband is now showing on my face. I am no more the happy woman I was.

Benjamin and me are walking out of the hospital. He is cured and can walk now. I am so happy. [visibly smiling]. I felt that all the pain and suffering of those many years was worth it. 

I came home from work and saw Benjamin hanging from the ceiling. He left me alone despite all those years of untiring efforts put in by me. He had become too sadistic. He started to believe that he is worthless and he should not live anymore. I did not blame him but i felt so lonely.

I left that home and went back to the church. I too died soon after. I had sacrificed my life for my soul mate.

It is my grave. The stone reads “Anna who gave her life for love” (visibly started crying). The lesson learnt.....“Never love so immensely. Give the other one a chance to love and take care of you as much”

Feeling of detachment and past life link

PLR Session

I am in my teens watching a family, an elderly couple, a man and two boys, having dinner somewhere in Rajasthan. I could feel being a member of the family but not a part of them.

I am supposed to be sleep on a rug on the kitchen floor but i see myself lying on a bed in a room that belongs to the man of the house. I am in relation with him and we are to get married. I am very happy that i would soon be the woman of the house.

Next I realized that i was pregnant. I could not see anything for a while. I was taken for delivery. I watched myself hitting the stomach till i lost the baby. I killed my baby. [visibly started rubbing rigorously right side of stomach].  I started crying as I did not deliver. I was told i could not have a baby. He had lied to me, he would never marry me.

I see myself running away from that place.  I am carrying all my belongings wrapped in a piece of cloth held under my left arm.

I am cleaning the place. Some women, like me, come, talk to British woman, sit down on the floor in the room and study. I used to finish work and stand outside the room trying to see what they do.  The English woman eventually allowed me to sit with those women and i also started to study.

I am wearing a nice Sari and teaching poor women. I do not try to lower my look any more. I do not avoid men any more, meet and talk to them. I do not look unkept and ugly any more. They respected me. I could connect the respect with teaching. I was overjoyed. (my looks do  matter to me a lot and of course in this life too).

I am 35 and run a school for Kids. I stay in a house within the school premises. I always wear a Sari and tie my hair in a bun. There was no man in my life. Around the age of 38, i met a man who was very well dressed and wore a hat. I felt attracted to him but something inside me told to stay away. We met at a function at the school. We met again after few months but i decided to stop meeting him. It was not good for me though i knew i was attracted to him more than he was to me.

I see myself travelling to England. I went to meet the English lady and thank her. [She is my mother in current life].  She was very old yet graceful. She was very happy to see me grow as a person. I thanked her. It was very fulfilling to meet her again and share my story. A young English woman came back along with me.  I enjoyed her teaching style and it made our school different from others. I had to learn so much from her.

I see myself at a place. There were only women wearing white clothes. There was a teacher who would teach them yoga. The centre was in a place in the hills. It said Yoga but we never did yoga. We used to do meditations. I am 60. I am reading about the soul and trying to purify my soul. I also teach the meditation technique to other women in that centre. The name of centre is Raj Yoga. I was wondering that we all are women here and why would the name of our centre be Raj Yoga.[there is a Raj Yoga centre for women in Rajasthan which is for Brahma Kumaris]

I am 65 and have given the charge of the school to the English young lady. I would only supervise. I started preparing to go through long meditations, reading, searching about Soul and purifying my soul.

It is early morning. I woke up and had a bath, wore pure white new clothes. I died peacefully. I moved up very fast and reached a place of absolute calmness. Master light blessed me and I was filled with peace, calmness and joy. I was called Urma....It was 18^th century.

How to describe this life and I would say : LEARNING.

De-ja-vu and past life link

A teenage girl came to find some answers from her past life. She said, Dr Vandana, I feel some issues with me since my 7^th class. I feel the fear of loss of parents. There is frequent hollowness and unwantedness, from such a young age. I felt fantasies of being sexually used, even though I was not aware of these things at such a young age. I felt guilty as I grew up.  

Session……

I am 12 yrs old girl going to market to buy something. Now I am going back very fast as I have to reach before evening. This is some hilly area. It is early 19^th century. If I will be late, a man will hit me on my hands. I reached the home. I am in a room. There are three more kids. We are 2 girls and 2 boys. It is a big house. The owner is rich. He gave us a very ordinary room. He gives us very little food but we are still happy that at least we have a roof on our head. We treat each other as brothers and sisters.

That man is physically abusing me. It seems it is a routine with me. I am not resisting. It feels I am used and addicted to it now.

It is morning. I am just remembering my childhood. My home was very small. I lived with my parents, cow, brother and many sisters. There was lot of work in my home. My father an angry man. One day he got angry, held my hand and took me out of the home. He left me at a bridge but I ran after him and reached back home. I am in home and feel afraid now. I feel nobody loves me. I am only 5 yrs old. After few months, my father got angry again. This time he held hands of me and my younger sister also. On the way my sister freed herself and ran back to home. He left me very far on some road and disappeared. After few seconds a man came on a horse, stopped and touched my cheeks. He picked me up and brought to the house where we live now. There are two more kids here. Later in the night he comes again, took me to another room and abused me physically. I am crying with pain. He is laughing and then he went. The other 2 boys and girl came and sat with me as if they care for me. I feel very sad when I remember this.

My life is going on like this. I am young now. I am 27 and still in this house. I feel I have developed some complex due to physical abuse. I remember my home but I never tried to go and find it. I have marks of hitting on my hands. Man seems old. We all work for him only as if we are thankful to him for giving us shelter.

The man is very old, 95 yrs and I am 38. The boys went somewhere. The girl is here and works with me. The man died. Now we keep many girls here. I feel most them are abandoned. We both take care of them. I feel the pain of loneliness and being abandoned. We do some work and sell things for our running expenses.

It is time of my death. I am 46. Only girls are there. They are giving lot of love to me [visibly crying]. The girls buried me in the garden of that house. They do not know how to do cremate?

In light the feeling of forgiveness for father came. Lesson learnt “Let GO”.   Reorientation…… Dr Vandana, when I searched and planned my session with you, my father had a dream glimpse in which he felt that he abandoned me in some life. In light an understanding came that my father came back on that road after one hour and could not find me because that man had already picked me and taken away with him. He searched for me, it became dark, but he could not find me. This understanding helped me to forgive my father completely. Thank you Dr Vandana, I got many answers.

Fear of getting married and Past life link

A 32 yrs single woman came for past life regression. She told, Dr Vandana, I feel like I am blocked by my Past. Why do I not want to marry? Why do I have a fear linked to my marriage?

Session……

I am going on a pathway downstairs and reach a cave like place. I cross it. There is a garden, trees it is nice sunny day. There is a lake. It is late evening. I am sailing a boat. I am a young woman wearing blue robes. I have got a hood on. It is very old time. I reached a house lots of people are there. I am laughing with them. There is a boy of my age with blue eyes. He is charismatic, attracts people. He is not sitting with me. He is dressed in old fashioned clothes. I feel we have some connection. I look like 14 yrs old girl.

I am leaving. He looks and waves at me. He is smiling. I have to go. He is saying something to me. He is 17 yrs. it is a very simple house. I think I stayed there at night because it is now mid day. Air is windy I m in garden with him. Apple trees and orchid flowers are here. I am hugging him. I am upset and crying. I love him. I feel some kind of fighting is going and he will not come back. It is time for him to leave but I am clutching at him. It started raining. He is wiping my face. He left. I felt very upset and angry. He looks back and he is also crying. We love each other. To me it seems as if some storm is coming.   

Few years have passed. Someone came and gave his cross wrapped in his clothes.

I am standing on a cliff near river. I feel a bright light.

[as a therapist when I guided her towards light, the passage to the next past life unfolds…….]

I am a girl performing solo a violin in front of lot of people in an auditorium. People are appreciating but I think it is not perfect. I feel I have to do better. I am being congratulated but I am not happy. I am 17 yrs of age. I think I am not from a rich back ground. My name is Jenny.

Now I am in practice room. There is a boy also. He is playing Piano. When I looked at him I feel like I saw him before. I am also practicing. After that we went to beach. It is an European country. I went back to home and started studying.

I see myself in a bridal dress with flowers looking very pretty. I am very happy. I am very young. My dad is very happy. It is an English style small wedding.

My husband is well off and loving. It is strange that I am already pregnant. Everyone is so happy. We are sitting in a car with driver going somewhere. We are talking to each other. Car is going too fast. We told driver to slow down. Suddenly we met an accident. I am ok. Driver is ok but blood is here. My wedding dress is soaked with blood. My husband is not ok. He is hurt badly.

I am in a house, with my dad, in black dress. I feel I have lost everything. His house is beautiful. I am looking at his piano and my violin. I covered them. I could not bear to look at them.

After few months I had a baby boy with blue eyes. I feel like he is with my son. I can see and talk to him. I am happy. Child is happy.

After few yrs I meet someone and remarry. He treats my son well. He is now ten yrs old. My son plays violin. He is very good at it. I am just a house wife. I smoke a lot.  My son is a young man and became musician.

I am sick and suffering from lung cancer. I am in mid forties. I smoke a lot. Doctor asked me to stop it. Few months went by. One day my son and husband were out. I dressed beautifully, listened to beautiful music, started drinking and smoking. I am holding my wedding photo with him. I am taking few pills and go to bed. I know I will not wake up again. Death came easily. My body is thin and skinny. My mind is at peace. My last thought was I am going to see him again. I am holding photo with frame tightly at the last moment.

In light the Master light said you will meet your soul mate and will recognise each other.  On the way back to earth planet Jupiter is blessing me for confidence, strength and love.       

Reorientation……..

Thank you very much Dr Vandana for this amazing experience.

A Glimpse into Past Life

A Past life Story.

I am walking with my parents in the street. I get separated and am lost. It’s evening now. I am crying, a black guy came and took me along him. He raised me at a farm.  I am 17 wearing brown cowboy pants. I have become popular and the farm owner has asked me to take care of the farm. I am not helping the black guy in any way. I do not obey him anymore. He is jealous of me.

It is Mexico. I am standing in a corner and smoking. I can sense that people fear me. They talk to me because of my fearless and mischievous behavior and not out of true respect. Next I hear the black guy calling me by name from behind. He hit me on the head with a sharp edged weapon before I could turn my head fully. I can feel the pain but see no blood. This guy, whom I now recognize, has played a very major role in my current life problems too.

I am 28 years, tall Italian man with brown hair, wearing good clothes. I am married and settled in New York with my two kids. I am very short tempered and attached to my wife but did not love and respect her. I think women are only there to reproduce and they can do nothing in life. My wife’s name is Mary (she is my mother-in-law at present). I smoke a lot. I am a chain smoker. I do not work and remain at home most of the time to protect my family. I have people who work for me. They bring me the money. I have killed 4 to 5 persons including the black guy in a state of revengeful attitude. I feel the black guy and his actions made me turn into a Don. I feel he is responsible for polluting my soul. [amazing I feel the same about this person in my real life who made me decide wrongly to get in situation that i never wanted to be in]. I am the Mafia Don now.

I have an assistant, named Billy, who look after and take care of everything. He will run the business after me. He is a friend in present life, someone who has a major role in my today’s misery.

A shootout between two gangs is taking place in the street. I am shot in the right knee and right side of the stomach.  Billy took me to a place where I feel I stayed for 3 months to recover from the wounds. My knee is healed {interesting at 34, I had knee problem that could not be diagnosed despite tests and MRIs. Doctors simply advised to avoid for 6 to 9 months any physical activity that could stress knee} but the stomach wound is still infected {more interesting a birth mark exactly at the same place}.

I am at home crying and shaking. My wife has sent both my sons with Billy thinking they were safe with him. The feeling of loss is so intense that I could never forgive my wife for this. My wife is packing her suitcase and wants to leave. I did not stop her and let her go. Now she is in a home for women without family support. She dies a lonely death at 34. Only my younger son attended her funeral.

My sons, now young men, are with Billy. My elder son is a very cruel and shrewd man, a bad soul with scary eyes. (He happened to be my closest person in current life, who ruined me). My younger son is not happy and remains aloof.

My elder son has come home. He is furious and wants to kill me. He thinks and believes I forced his mother to leave and am responsible for her lonely death. I explained to him that she was not happy and left the house of her own. I showed him the cupboard that she had taken all her belongings herself. He calmed down and left, at this moment.

I did not like my elder son. He was cruel and a bad soul. He killed many people. He was not my son, he was my Billy’s son. I feel I never told this to my son as i did not want him to hate his mother.[Interesting the mother of the same person in my current life had ran away with her lover after marriage and was brought back home].

I am 75, very weak because of excessive smoking and the stomach wound. I am trying to switch off the light. I fall and die. My dead body remained unnoticed for 7 days and eventually discovered by the neighbors. I was not leaving the place till my body is taken care of.

In white light I blessed my younger son and moved up and above with great struggle.  I forgave the black guy, my wife, my elder son and Billy. I was too tired and exhausted.  I took energy from white light and it was magical and peaceful.

I want to unlock my potential via PLR

A young woman came and said, Doctor Vandana, I feel I have huge potential. I want to unlock my potential and remove some block.

Session………

I am alone in a stone house having wooden furniture. I am wearing blue dress and taking porridge. Now I am walking through the village all the way to fields. There are a lot of houses around the estate. I reached an eating place. A group of six young boys, having soiled faces and hands, are sitting and laughing. I am smiling. Boys are asking for food. I am giving them porridge in wooden pots. Now I look out of the window at houses, dusty street, carriages etc. Boys are done with food. Now I am going out of this place. I am 16 yrs of age. I am going through village, crossing a big gate, passing by fields again watching a flowing stream nearby. I jump and cross olive tree. It’s evening. I am happy on the way back to my home. There is an old lady, she is cooking. I am eating apple from basket. I see olive tree from window of my room. I feel the old lady is my mother. Next morning few men riding on horseback, faces covered with black cloth, enter inside home. They are talking to the lady. They push me on the floor and drag me. My mother is trying to stop them. They make me sit on the horse back and take me away. Lot of dust is all around. I am stopping them, they are not listening. They cross all the fields and are going farther away.

After a long travel I can see a strange village. It has straight muddy houses and dry land. After crossing the village we enter a big palace made of red brick and stone. There are many tress and fountains here.  Two women take me for a bath in a pool. I feel clean. They make me wear body hugging cotton dress with golden work on it. I am very beautiful and fair. The floor is very clean and nice. They are taking me to a hall. A man is sitting in a big chair. They make me sit by his side. He is older and strong built. He is 45. I feel strange and confused. A man with ugly teeth came in front of us. He is laughing proudly. He is one of  the men who abducted me.

The man sitting on the chair got up, held my hand and took me to a big room. He made me sit on the bed. He is now standing near the window. There is tree with big leaves and white & pink flowers. Someone came to meet him. He went along with him. Then he came back and making love to me in bed. It’s done and he is gone. I am just lying on the bed. I get up and saw the pool from the window. I left the room and went into the pool. Came back to the room, the floor is so cold. Life goes like this. I am very bored here. I had happy family. My all brothers are working at mill. My father is no more. My village was so good. He and his soldiers took everything from me.

One day I climbed up the tree and looked at whole city. This city has light brown coloured buildings; red flags on tree branches and sand all around. I am not happy and feel very alone. It has started raining. I climb down the tree and go out down the huge stairs. Two persons bring me back and two women are taking me back to the man. The man looks unhappy. He ordered them to take me to the room. This man wears strange things, a horse structure on head. I am in my room. I am 20.

Two women are dressing me in white clothes. Now I am standing by his side. Today is some celebration. A Lot of happy rich people, Elephants and horses are here.  He is very happy. I am having a big belly. I am pregnant. I feel he is happy and this celebration is because of it.

Now he visits me regularly and feels happy. He relishes his time with me. One day a lot of people, men & women, came in my room. It is delivery time. He is waiting outside and all other are watching me deliver a son. They called him Sumer. My child is growing up fast. He looks like his father. We both have so much to do together. We are almost like siblings. He is young but understands me well. Now I am talking to everybody here. One woman told me that king has many queens but no child. Someone told him to bring girl from afar so they brought me. Everyone started liking me. The other queens were sent far away after I delivered a son. That is why I get lot of king’s attention now.

King is not well and is getting weak. I take his place. I became a strong leader. My son is sitting by my right side. Now I am ruling. I am doing well, liking it more but sometimes I want to see my place.

I am in 40s. A person from another kingdom came with his daughter and proposed for my son. They came along with their big family. I found the girl very nice. My son gets married with lot of celebration and rituals.

I decided for him to be head of kingdom. I now sit on his right side. He is just like my brother. I am happy. With time my son had three children. They are very sweet. Now I play with them and climb the tree with them. One day I fell down and hurt my right ankle. I am on the bed. My ankle injury is not healing and getting worse. I am getting weaker. My son and grand children come to see me.

It is early morning.  I am alone in my room.  I feel I am leaving my body. My son is very sad. They buried me a place near king’s grave. There is some golden figure on top of my grave. It was a lonely life. Lesson I learnt that things change and all turn out to be good in the end. In light received blessings & Guidance that you will rise up to great heights in this life.      

Reorientation…….

Doctor! Similar incident occurred at the time of delivery this time also.  Due to some sudden complications in normal delivery so many male and female staff, doctors entered in the delivery room. In the present life also I had right ankle injury and have only one son. Thank you very much for assisting me travel this wonderful journey.

Life between lives

Past Life Story:

I faced lot of issues and problems since the age of 5 and life only got tougher and more complicated with time. At 17 when everyone is at his/her best time, enjoying life and making more friends, for me real struggle for life started. Differences with my father cropped up, as I would not approve of perceived injustice, that lead to financial struggle and a lot more. My never ending life surprises continued that would take me by another blow. The most difficult experience of my life was to leave two of my closest loved ones.  It was a major unavoidable change in my life. The feeling that I had done absolutely nothing to deserve this life brought me to the verge of a breakdown. It is at this time I met Dr. Vandana Raghuvanshi to know “Why did I have such a difficult life”.

Session...

It is a grey coloured room, the walls & even the floor has grey stones. I am a 1 year old girl playing with small handmade dolls. A tall dark man, who is my father in present life also, picked me up and is playing with me.  I feel am being held by a stranger as it is the first time i am seeing him. He is my father.

My mother wearing black clothes came and is asking my father to leave as she did not want to see him ever again. They are arguing. I am crying and crawling looking for a safe place. She is upset because he had disappeared before i was born and never bothered to come back and look after us. My mother had to work hard to be able to take care of me and her father.  She had lost her mother to whom she was attached the most.

I am 19 and choose to be a Nun in the Church.  I am very devoted. At the age of 35 I am recognized and called Mother Ann.

It is St. Mary’s Church somewhere in Romania. My mother came to see me. She needed me as she was alone now but I was very detached. I felt I belonged to the church and had to serve Jesus.

She came second time to see me. She is crying and begging me to come and live with her. I felt no emotions as I am totally detached. I refuse to go with her.

I am saying prayers at the burial of my mother.  I am shaken, my belief in myself and what i am doing is shaken.  I am finding it difficult to finish the prayers but i do complete the prayer as everyone there is looking up to me. I am their mentor, their role model. I realise that service to family and loved ones is our foremost duty even more important than serving Jesus.

I am 82 and unwell and young nuns are taking care of me. I feel end of my life has come. I get up from bed and leave my room. I go to the main hall. I bow and then kneel down for prayer. I seek forgiveness for my behaviour with my mother. I pray till last moment. I feel my soul leaving my body exiting from my crown.

I wait there for the nuns, who come for preparing the hall for morning prayers, to discover my body. I am buried in the same Church and my name read Mother Ann ( Anna Krista).

I wanted to meet my mother and seek her forgiveness before moving up. I went to her but she was too upset with me. She was not ready to listen. It felt as if she said I have forgiven you but “don’t you think it’s that easy and I can forget it”, she hugged me and gave me a half smile but I had to move. I could not wait anymore.

I reached the bright white light very fast, i did not want to rest and was ready for my next assignment. I saw Master soul looking at me with a smile, a smile like that of a parent when he sees his child impatient for the game.

LBL:

I went to the Master soul for blessings, I am blessed, I was asked to see my planning chart and look around if there is a counsellor  table, i saw it , i knew that was my present life chart but i was still getting blessings, it was such a peaceful experience, it felt great .I sat there and i saw my chart, i saw my parents on the left corner above the chart, it felt as if their role had come to an end with this life and they were about to exit my life pattern.

I saw my ex husband and two more men who have had a very major role in my life, my husband was smiling and the other two people, one was confused as to why did he have to be even there and the third man who has had a very major role in my life both good and bad he was looking at me as if he wanted some answers and he was still hopeful that i may consider his role.

After seeing all these i was looking for my soul mate and the rest of soul mates but i saw no one and i went back to the Master soul, i kneeled down with my hands folded and i asked him why did i choose such a difficult life, at this time i burst out into tears and i could not stop, he replied that you did not choose your chart, you told me what you wanted and i chose your chart for you.  I looked at him and asked him then why did you make me suffer so much, i was begging him, he knew i was having no more strength, and i was giving up, he said : “ YOU WANTED TO BE WITH YOUR SOULMATE SO YOU HAD TO LEARN UNCONDITIONAL LOVE, YOU WANTED TO BE ON A HIGHER PLANE AND EVOLVE SO YOU HAD TO CLEAR ALL YOUR KARMAS, YOU WANTED TO BE ON A SPIRITUAL JOURNEY AND BE A HEALER SO YOU HAD TO LEARN PATIENCE”, that is why i chose this chart for you.

I stopped crying at this moment and asked him if my chart could be changed as I could no more go on like this, i told him i had no energy, i could not bear anymore pain and he told me he won’t change the chart, he told me you are very close to your life purpose and to have all that you have asked for so i won’t change your chart, the difficult part is over and the life you wanted is to begin and i can’t let you go through all these in another life, you need to complete all your exams and start the life you have asked for and that is very near, You cannot give up.

I started crying again and went back to my chart and this time i saw two of my soul mates, my brother and my soul mate, i realised my brother was there for my support and the time of being with soul mate was very close, i saw a date there. Then i was looking for a date for my healing clinic and other wishes i had and i saw a date for next year for my healing clinic too.

I went back to the Master soul to ask if i was meant to be healer then why is it that there are still issues and i have to wait another year, and i saw myself again at the counselor table, i knew it was because i needed to learn patience, to  be more grateful and also got the impression that i have been having a tendency to forget my lessons from previous lives so it was to ensure that before i was a healer with such a huge responsibility i had learnt all the lessons and i would remember them all and actually would be fit to be a good healer who could carry such a responsibility. I saw the third man on the right hand side of my chart next two the other two and realised his role in my life was to make me meet my soul mate and his role has now come to an end, Dr.Vandana asked me if i need to clear any more issues with him but he had become too small and i could sense he was of another category and his role had come to an end, he had shrunk and was becoming smaller and smaller.

I went back to the Master soul and told him i needed strength and his blessing to be able to come out of all these tests successfully, he picked me up and took me to his heart and blessed me with DIVINE LIGHT, DIVINE LOVE, DIVINE WISDOM,DIVINE SUPPORT , DIVINE GUIDANCE AND DIVINE PROTECTION & then i kneeled down to thank him while he continued to bless me, at this time i saw another soul mate of mine, a very dear person in my present life, the master soul blessed her, she was wearing a Golden shawl around her, the same i have seen of Budha in some pictures, master soul blessed her and took her under his arms and gave her blessings and gave me the impression that all that had to happen would happen through her and that i was in safe hands.

Master Soul blessed both of us and then it was time to come back.

It was an elaborate “Life between Life (LBL) session”. The blissful feeling was beyond imagination and out of this world. I could feel the strength within me, the hope and the purpose.

Dr Vandana I am grateful for such an amazing experience.

Reorientation.......

I had an easy life, it had no purpose, I became a Nun and served the church because I found  comfort in it, I never went out of my comfort zone to find out if I could do anything else, when I compare this with my present life I realize the connection to this life is that I chose totally opposite life pattern, I would always go for challenges and have been looking for my life purpose , I chose a very difficult life pattern that i have had no time to rest  and have never been at ease.

My past life regression unfolded many connections, many questions were answered and many worries ended and yet I cried, got exhausted and on the verge of giving up. (each soul chooses its life pattern and the people in  life)..

I realized relationships and families were very important in our soul print and maybe this is the reason why one of my fears in this life is losing my mother when i am not around or that of her falling sick and i would not be there to take care of her)