Two years ago, I went to see Dr. Brian Weiss, M.D. (my Past Life Regression teacher) at an event at the Biltmore Hotel in Los Angeles. As usual, he filled every seat, and his easy going, Borsht-belt, humorous style of explaining this powerful work, makes everyone relax. He asked us to pair up to do an experiment – we had to hold a watch or a piece of jewelry worn by a partner and see what feelings we could pick up from the object. He calls it “psychometry.”
A lovely woman, Shari, nodded to me, and she became my partner. As I held her watch, however, my entire body filled with a sheering, horrible pain – from my underarm, then across my chest and down into my groin. I wasn’t happy. But when we exchanged information after the experiment, she told me she had metastasized breast cancer that had spread to her liver and uterus. Of course, I thought, of all the people to nod at me, someone who was dying.
But I was wrong. Shari became my client, and over the past two years, she’s done amazing healing work. She’s changed diets, done many alternate methods of healing as well as traditional methods. Last Saturday, however, she was finally willing to look at the source of her cancer, and so we did a session devoted to that.
I asked her to “talk to the cancer in her liver,” and in trance, the cancer told her that she was filled with rage at her family and her older brother in particular. Now, Shari, who is the mother of two adult daughters, prides herself on being “spiritual,” and “all giving” to her family – that’s how she defines herself.
But her liver told her a decidedly different story – her liver expressed her complete rage at her family for not appreciating any of her sacrifices. Shari couldn’t deny her own true feelings as her “liver” talked to her, and told her what it wanted from her: To stop making everyone’s life more important than her own.
But we didn’t stop there, because I knew there might be a lifetime that she needed to see, so while she was in deep trance, I asked her to “see the lifetime” that would give her what she needed to help her have compassion for her brother, whom she still refuses to forgive. And she saw it: “I’m a wild young man, a dare-devil,” she said, “I’m driving a speed boat, fast and reckless. It’s the early 20th century. I’m very rich, but it’s not my money – it’s my family’s money. Oh, my god! I’m just like my brother!”
I took her back to the beginning of that life, and she saw herself as a young boy, in New York City, with a widowed father who is just getting married again, and now she (as the boy) feels resentful. Then she saw the “next pivotal experience,” and that was the birth of a sister – a beautiful little girl. And Shari, as the boy, now feels her body fill with rage and jealousy, because no one pays any attention to him any longer – they all focus on his darling little sister.
Time goes by, and he becomes so embittered and resentful, that he literally can’t do anything except hate his beautiful little sister. It fills every part of his being. “That’s why I’m such a dare-devil,” Shari said. “I want to say, ‘Look at me! Pay attention to me!’” But no one ever did, and in that life, he died young, filled with envy and hatred.
Shari kept saying, “I’m exactly like my brother is now, and his sister is like me now!” And in in a flash, Shari understood, what this lifetime now is meant to teach her: What it feels like to be hated because of envy and jealousy. And she understood that her cancer is simply her “messenger.”
She’s now ready to be honest about her true feelings, and release years of pent up, unexpressed rage – and finally to give thanks to her brother for teaching her soul its needed lesion.
Folks? No one’s perfect – not even you, and certainly not me. We’re all victims and we’re all perpetrators. So, in your own life right now, especially if you’re on a spiritual path, please take a moment and acknowledge your real, true emotions. You can hear them in your own thought patterns. So listen to your thoughts. And when you begin to own them, you can begin to change them.
If you deny your own emotions, or push them down, or pretend you’re not “feeling them,” they might need to “express” themselves in ways that could be as dramatic as Shari’s liver to get their message heard.
So, just begin think about the people in your own life, and if you “hate” your sister-in-law, for instance, (justifiably, of course, because she’s a slut, a bitch, a demon, etc., yes?), now you can begin the work of letting your toxic emotions go. Begin to understand what your own “hatred” can teach you about who you are, and who you want to become, and then find a way to release it, and let it go. Yes, I know it’s not easy. But do it anyway. As I ask my clients, “let go and forgive, and choose your own energy over being right!” We’re all here in earth school to learn, yes?