Irrational fear of water especially while washing face/hair and swimming

My client, a woman in her late thirties, grappled with an intense fear of water. Even routine tasks like washing her face or hair made her uncomfortable because she didn't like water touching her face. When she was younger, she tried to learn swimming but quit because she couldn't submerge her face in the water. During the past life regression therapy, she discovered where this fear originated.

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During the session, client vividly saw her past life in a Western country. She saw herself as a tall blonde, white woman, happily married, with three young children: a boy, a girl, and a baby. Her husband was a professional working in a bank.

In another scene, she was swimming in the river. The river was cold. It was a very big river. Her husband and her three kids, age six years old, five years old and a baby were playing in the river, near the river bank. They were very happy.

Then, it started to rain. Her husband helped the children to go back up to the river bank. However, she was still in the water, further away. Then she felt strong current in the water pushing her. She couldn’t swim anymore and started struggling in the water. The current was strong. It pushed her further and further away from her husband and children.

She started struggling in the water. The current was strong and pushed her further and further away from her husband and children. She tried to keep her head up until the very end, but finally drowned in the river. Her husband started crying and her children started shouting, but it was futile. 

At her funeral

She saw her body inside a casket at her own funeral wake. She was viewing the scene from a third person point of view. There were many people there, dressed in black clothes and cloaks somberly paying their respects with bouquets of flowers. People were singing funeral songs. The man and the children were crying. She described that it was raining and the weather was cold. 

Immediately after the session, the client experienced a significant emotional shift, feeling lighter and happier as if a weight had been lifted. She also found the reason behind her dislike of cold in her current life and preferred the warmth of the sunshine. 

 

Talk on Phobias, Panic attacks and Relationship issues

I will be giving a talk on “Phobias, panic attacks and relationship issues - A past life regression perspective” on Saturday, 28 October 2017, 8.30 pm at the invitation of Persatuan Buddhist Hilir Perak, Teluk Intan. 

Extreme fear of cats

My client, an Indian expatriate, found the cause of her extreme fear of cats. Her fear became worse over the years, that whenever she saw cats, she would throw up. She regressed to Nothern India in 1912. 

Below is her story:

Source: http://www.awesomelycute.com/2014/11/black-cats/

I see all Indians. They are wearing traditional North Indian clothes, with colourful outfits. There are men and women. The women wear sarees and cover their heads. I see men wearing a traditional kurtas and some turban.

I saw a door and went through it. I see lot of girls just like me. They are talking and laughing and giggling. I got down from the hill. I come to a small town.

I’m walking alone, but I can see lots of college going girls, standing and talking, giggling and smiling. There are lots of shops around, like a city centre. There’s a clock tower at the centre. It is 10 am.

I meet one of my old friends, who wore white clothes. I asked her, “Where are you going?” She’s telling me that she has purchases to make. I told her, “I'm going home.” She says, “Carry on. I will meet you later.”

Next scene:

“I’m climbing the steps to a very old house. It doesn't have proper steps. It’s like they took some slabs and made steps there. I just went in front of the house. The door is blue in colour.

I can see a window with small grilles. I can see one old lady, who’s opening the door for me. She's telling the house people that I’m back. She is my grandma. I recognise her as my current life, former neighbour.

I see a verandah outside. There are some chairs for visitors to sit. It is like a huge ‘tunnel’ kind of a house. The entrance is very straight. I see the living room. It is not well ventilated and very stuffy.

I see my mum. I recognise her as my current life aunt there. She is saying, “You are here, want to eat something?” She is working in the kitchen. I tell my mum I have to head to the college.

The year is 1912. I’m now in front of the college. I am wearing a very lose cloth and a very dirty orange dress. I have oiled my hair so much. I have long plaited hair, and a partition in between. I have dark complexion. I am carrying a cotton bag.

My name is Prakriti Ishwar. I am a first year degree student.

Next scene:

There's a function in my house…. Many people are there. Everybody is busy. It is somebody’s death anniversary. People are performing death rites.

There is a black cat there. It is near the place where the rituals are going on. I’m at the verandah, but the cat is in the living room. There are four people sitting there. A priest is guiding them to do the ritual.

There’s somebody chasing the cat out, but it doesn’t want to go away. It is a very fat, big, black cat. It moves around the room. Somebody lifted and threw the cat down. It fell from the steps. I came running out of the house. It fell in somebody else’s compound. Someone took away the cat’s body. I looked at it. I felt miserable. They should let it go out, why did they have to throw it? I feel so miserable. We are doing a ritual and there’s a death.

People around me asked me to forget it and just have my lunch. The plantain (banana) leaves are laid out for lunch. Everybody is eating. I am sitting in front of the leaf but I’m unable to eat. I’m not able to divert myself from thinking about the cat. It just came for some food. It just needed some food.

People are scolding me. They tell me I’m overreacting. My uncle is consoling me, saying that it was the destiny of the cat to die. He told me, “Don’t worry, all will be fine”.

Place of healing

I see that there are so many spiritual sages who are just telling me not to grieve for the cat. It was destined to die. And it has got a better life. Don’t grieve for it. They tell me that I was not responsible for what has happened to the cat. It has a better life now and it is somewhere happy.

The cat has reappeared. It’s thanking me for the concern, it is thanking me for being sympathetic to its death. It’s smiling at me. It put its two front paws together, made a slight bow, then went on its way.

Testimony - phobia of death / wake / cemetery

Testimony of Madam L, in her late-fifties, on how she overcame her personal phobias relating to anything connected with death / wake / cemetery

Before I went to seek therapy from Dr. Selina Chew, I had several phobias and was already suffering from OCB (Obsessive Compulsive Behavior) syndrome for several years and was taking medication prescribed by my psychiatrist to keep control of my OCB condition. 

For the past 12 years, due to certain triggering events, I had phobias on anything that is connected with death of people / wake / cemetery or be associated with sick people especially those that are suffering from cancer. I was always very fearful of being contaminated with “dirt” from people who touched me or who come near me after they had attended the wake of a dead person or who had been to a cemetery recently or visited a dying person suffering from terminal cancer. 

Consequently, I was driven to clean my house constantly whenever we returned home after we have gone outside to shop or dine, as I was fearful that the people we came into contact with while we were outside the house, had been to one of the places mentioned above. 

I became even more fearful whenever I saw one of those directional placards to a wake in residential areas while I was driving or when I passed by a funeral hearse. I had anxiety attacks and immediately felt pain in my forehead. After that, I would avoid driving through that area for several days or even weeks. I also avoided driving pass cemeteries and would take a longer detour to get to my destination. Whenever I had no choice but to pass those directional placards to a wake or cemeteries, I had to change my clothes immediately and take a shower when I got back home. I had to throw away those clothes that I had worn earlier, as I feared being ‘contaminated’. 

Over a period of time and because of the above phobias and my OCB condition, I became highly anxious about almost everything including dealing with and when performing routine household chores which then affected the quality of my sleep and sometimes making me feeling depressed. I lost weight and was exhausted from obsessive cleaning things around the house. I had the obsession to clean my car tyres and to clean the car porch every time I parked in my garage. I had to ensure that I cleaned them and complete all my household chores, before I could retire for the day. I was even doing more work than my maid, as I didn’t allow my maid to do certain cleaning chores. 

Whenever it was the yearly “Qing Ming” (Chinese All Soul’s day) period, I was afraid to go out shopping especially for fruits or vegetables, as I feared that the fruits or vegetables would be ‘contaminated’ from being touched by people who had gone to the graves to pray for their deceased ancestors. When dining out, I was afraid of being served by people who had gone for “Qing Ming” prayers. I was fearful of being in contact with people who had been to pray for their deceased ancestors during this period. During last year’s “Qing Ming” period, I had severe anxiety attacks and almost collapsed out of fear. 

While the medication from my psychiatrist does help to reduce my physical condition but it could not help me to overcome my psychological fears on the phobias mentioned above. 

However, after several sessions of past life regression and hypnotherapy with Dr. Selina Chew, I found that my phobias could have originated from one of my past lives when I was a boy then, who was seen playing on and around other people’s graves in a cemetery, which could be the cause of my present life’s karma on having phobias on anything connected with death, funeral and cemetery. I also went back to the age of 8 in my current life, when I first attended a funeral – that of my grandfather in Thailand. His coffin was huge and scary looking. It was a fearful event for me as I was just a little girl witnessing something that I didn’t understand, whilst everyone around me was crying. My conscious mind had totally forgotten about it but it was there in my subconscious mind when I regressed. Those and several other events in my current life when I was a child were probably what caused those fears and phobias in me. 

Together with the past life regression and hypnotherapy and healing therapy given by Dr. Selina Chew during those sessions, I am feeling a lot better these days. 

I feel a lot calmer nowadays and I no longer get anxious easily while dealing with matters and performing my various household chores. I stopped washing my car tyres and my car porch since the beginning of this year, whereas in the past, it had to be done every time I got back home. Furthermore, nowadays when I am driving and whenever I passed by a directional placard to a wake in a residential area, I feel a lot calmer and do not have the anxiety attacks that I used to experience in the past. The headaches were gone too. I got my normal weight back and looked better and felt happier. 

I was able to sit at the same table with a friend whose father had recently passed away, whereas I couldn’t have done so before this. During the recent “Qing Ming” period, I quite calm and was able to even dine out several times and attend a religious gathering with hundreds of people around me, who would have definitely attended the “Qing Ming” prayers. 

In view of these improvements, I am able to sleep better and do not suffer from depression anymore and I am able to lead a much normal and happier life. 

Therefore, I would like to take this opportunity to thank Dr. Selina Chew for her help to enable me to overcome my phobias mentioned above. 

13th April, 2010 

Separation Anxiety

Client wanted to find out the cause of her unusual and intense emotional reaction to the word “separation” and to the act of “separation”. She felt intense sadness and was usually in tears whenever someone mentions the word “separation” to her. She also felt very sad when her siblings got married and moved out of the house. During her PLR session, she regressed to two past lives. The recurrent theme in both of these past lives are sudden separation from loved ones. 


In the first past life, she regressed to the year 560 AD in Afghanistan. 

“I see a house in a cave at a mountainous area. It is a tall house. I see a man in a turban, peeping. I see a table and bed (old fashioned kind) and things in the kitchen. There is nobody in the house. 

I am cooking dhal.” 

In the next scene, she said, “I am barefoot, wearing a skirt with trousers. I am a young, teenage girl. I am alone, carrying an empty pail.” 

“I am a cowgirl. My duty is to milk the goats and bring the pail of milk to the market to sell it. There are many goats around me. I am feeling happy. I am dancing outdoors.” 

“My mother is with me. I am outside the house, doing household chores. There is a hut, with fencing, and my goats are there.” 

“I carry the goat’s milk in a pail and go to the market. I sell the goat’s milk. 

“When I finished selling the milk, suddenly, there was a commotion in the marketplace and many people are running about. They are running to save their lives. Men on horses came and started slashing people in the market. They are outsiders. They wear iron hats and swords and killed everyone in the market. Everyone in the market died.” 

“I feel sad looking at this scene. The place became quiet. I see the girl lying on the ground.” (She has floated out of the body, watching from a third party perspective). 

“There is someone searching for me. She is a woman aged 30+ years old. She is my mother. She is crying. I am lying on the ground dying. I am 13 – 14 years old.” 

“Why do these people kill them? They are innocent people.” 

She then went to a second lifetime. She saw the scene from a third party perspective. 

“I see a small child, around 5 to 6 years old. He looks like an English boy. The boy’s mother is playing with him. He feels happy, running around. The mother is normal size, with long hair tied in a bun, and looks motherly. She is wearing a “can-can” style of clothing.” 

In the next scene, she said, “The boy is sleeping. The mother couldn’t wake him up. The mother is crying. 

I see the little boy dying.” (The boy died suddenly of an unknown illness). The mother takes him and puts him in a coffin, and buried the coffin in the ground. The father was there too.” 

“The mother feels very sad. She feels sick for the love of her son. The mother passed away very young, around the age of 20+ years old, due to sadness.” 

In the place of love and light, in between lifetimes, she said, “I see many devas. They are listening to the Dhamma. It is quiet there. They are meditating. I’m sitting in the middle.” 

“Kwan Yin is giving me blessed water. She is smiling. She’s saying “You will be well”. * 

Lesson learnt 
“The lesson that I learnt was that I was very attached to my loved ones, especially my mother and had to leave them suddenly and unexpectedly. There was a sudden separation from my loved ones – where I died suddenly, and when my son died suddenly.” 

“The positive quality I had in those lives were being active and energetic, kindness and obedience. I also felt the love of my mother in that life. I recognised the mother in my past life as my current life mother. (Client is quite close to her current life mother).” 

* Note: 
1. Some people see angels, spirit guides, ascended masters, deities, healing energies, etc. who help them to heal in the place between lifetimes. 

2. After following-up with her a year later, she said that the intensity of her emotional feelings of separation has lessened and she now understood the reason for her unusual emotional reaction. 

Phobia of cats revealed through PLR

Had an interesting PLR therapy session that revealed that client’s phobia of cats in this life was due to a past life. The client in her 30’s had a phobia of cats, that would not allow her to go anywhere near them or touch them. This phobia was there ever since she was a young child, where she was teased by her classmates. They teased her by “throwing” a cat at her, knowing that she was afraid of them. 

During the PLR session, she regressed to USA. She found herself to be a white-skinned homeless old man. He was abandoned by his family. He used to be rich but his son cheated him of his money and took everything for himself. He was thrown out of the house and had nowhere to stay nor food to eat. She got the name “Michael Harris” and the location “Bristol” in USA. 

He found himself in a dark alley, behind some houses. He was rummaging through the trash cans, with several scrawny cats nearby. It was raining and he was cold. He sat huddled up due to the cold, and tried to sleep, but couldn’t because he was cold and hungry. The cats kept coming to him, and he chased them with a piece of stick, but the pesky cats kept coming back. Later, he left that dark alley and climbed up a hill. There was a beautiful house at the top of the hill. He stood outside the house and peeped in through they window. He saw his son and his son’s wife and children eating, but he did not enter the house. Instead, he turned around and went back to town. 

He crossed the road, and went in search for food, but couldn’t find any. He went back to the dark alley again and took shelter under the shade of a roof. However, a part of him was wet the roof wasn’t large enough to shelter his whole body. He was hungry and went to sleep. 

Then, the cats came and climbed over his body. The cats started biting his ears and scratching his neck and face, but he wasn’t moving. It was raining heavily and he was in the rain.The next morning, 2 policemen came and poked the man with a baton trying to wake him up, but he didn’t budge. They called an ambulance and put the body onto a stretcher. Client felt herself moving to a white place and walking along a long path that was all white, and onto another lifetime. 

At the “healing place” she found herself in nature and saw a stream. I instructed her to bathe her wounds on her ears, face and neck with the water from the stream. (She’s bathing her etheric body which helps her to heal from her fear of cats). She felt much lighter after that. She could also smell roses in this place. 

Four days later she sent me an email saying “So far I haven’t had any close encounters with cats as yet but the feeling towards them is somewhat mixed, not entirely fear”.