Do you ever feel that your deep lifelong fear of disaster or your anxiety makes no sense? If so, you’ll like today’s blog, because it explains why your fears could be the result of a past-life trauma, just like my client Peter’s.
When Peter, tall, sandy-haired and handsome, called me for help, he told me that he’d always felt vigilant, anxious and afraid. He was only 22, and because his mother is a psychologist, he’d been on an array of anxiety medications most of his life. The meds dampened down his real emotions, but they hadn’t helped him deal with any of his fears. Because he wanted to be a screenwriter, he knew he needed to access his authentic emotions and he knew he needed to be braver to succeed in Hollywood. But self-doubt, fear and anxiety stopped him at every turn, and he felt overwhelmed, frustrated and exhausted by it. He was desperate to change.
Born in Washington, DC, both of Peter’s parents work for the US government in different capacities, and he was raised in comfort, security and abundance. Because he is an only child, and a late child, at that – his parents fall into the “hovercraft” variety — my first thought was that their own anxiety about the safety of their only child might be the source of his near crippling fear. But I was wrong, as we learned in his regression.
Peter was one of my A+ students, so in his first session when I explained brain function to him, and how his own thoughts were reinforcing his anxiety, he learned to shout “stop!” to his own obsessive compulsive brain-looping and get control of his thinking. He did the homework and he learned to re-focus his thoughts away from his fears and began to get relief. In his second session, he learned how go deep down into his “hidden brain,” and calm down his terrified “inner three-year-old,” and be kind to his angry, inner-thirteen-year-old. But his feelings of anxiety persisted. In the third session, when I do the regression, he was ready to investigate its true origins.
After taking him down into a deep theta-state, i.e. hypnosis, I asked him walk through an imaginary door, I tapped on his forehead and said, “Look at your feet.”
“They’re black!” he said. “I’m a boy, I’m five! Wow!”
“Where are you?” I asked.
“I’m in Africa! I’m with my daddy!
“Is your daddy carrying anything?” I asked.
“He’s carrying a spear! We’re hunting.
“Are you carrying anything?”
“Yes! A stick!
And then everything shifted – he started to shake in terror. “Oh, my god! I’m being dragged away! A lion got me! My leg! My leg! I’m in so much pain!!
“Float above! I said, “Float above! You feel no pain!
Peter floated above, i.e., pulled himself up out of the body, and then watched as the lioness dragged his little boy body back to feed her cubs. Then he watched as his father, paralyzed with fear at seeing his son killed, simply slink off and away from his tribe, never to return, out of shame. But that left his wife, wondering what happened to her son and husband.
I took Peter back to the beginning of that lifetime, and he saw that his mother in that lifetime is a childhood friend Kelsey, a girl he’s known all his life. He’d always been in love with her, but because of his shyness, his anxiety disorder, he’d never let her know his true feelings. Now it made perfect sense to him, because he saw the source of his strong feelings: she was his mother in that brief lifetime.
Once Peter saw, understood, the cause of his genuine fear and anxiety, he was able to “simply let it go.” He was able to heal himself. That session helped to make him brave enough to pursue his dreams and go after the girl he really wanted.
We did other regressions, and in one of them, Peter saw himself in ancient Rome standing on podium in front of the Senate.
“What are you doing there?” I asked.
“I’m lying to the people. It’s my job!”
In that lifetime, he was rich, but miserable because he hated what he did for a living. He was married to a woman who hated him, and had children he didn’t care about. When I asked to find his favorite slave, he gasped.
“It’s my father in this life!”
When he came back to room awareness, I joked with him: “It’s always good to travel with your staff!”
We all seem to come around again and again together with the same group of souls. Some people say the same 200 souls; some say more, some less. I vote with the Taoists who say: “Those who say don’t know. And those who know can’t say.”
For me? In my own direct past lifetime, when I was an entitled, imperious, uber-rich Jewish German doctor, my wife in that life was my best friend in high school, and my dear friend Lynn was my daughter. I know a man who was my beautiful young mistress in that lifetime, and he outed me to the Nazi’s. So my family and I wound up in Auschwitz, where I died in the gas chambers.
Because I died filled with rage, my job in this life was to learn to love unconditionally and to forgive completely. I hope I learned the lesson I was supposed to learn, because dying in Auschwitz wasn’t fun at all. But the benefits are many, because no matter how bad a day I have, I just think, “Well, I’m not in Auschwitz today, so everything is fine this fifteen seconds!”
So in your day, just look around and appreciate the beauty of “what is,” and force your brain into feeling enthusiastic. “From poopy brain to puppy brain!” (My clients know that phrase!)
New brain science proves that forgiveness, gratitude and compassion change your brain chemistry. So make it your daily practice. We’re all here to make mistakes, learn from those mistakes, and figure out what works to us happy.
And we’re all here to discover our purpose and to make a difference. Do you want to die and think: Damn! I had a chance to make a difference, but I didn’t even try?
Call me if you need help to find your purpose and your passion. That’s my soul purpose: to help people who ask for help.
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