Abrupt Ending to a Decade-Long Friendship?

My client, in her thirties, of British nationality, came for a Past Life Regression therapy session to understand about the abrupt ending of her 10 year-long friendship with someone whom she regarded as her best friend, leaving her perplexed and seeking clarity through the session. She regressed to a time in ancient Greece and through the regression, she understood the origins of this issue. 

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Below is her PLR experience:

Client: "I’m in an ancient city, made from stone. It is white / cream in colour. It’s busy. There are people everywhere. They are working. They wear peasant clothes; loose materials, rags. Some people are transporting goods, some are messing around with their friends. Their skin colour are like people of Greek, Egyptian or Mediterranean origin."

"I’m a man. Very strong, tall and tanned. I’m wearing sandals. I’m carrying a log over my shoulder. It’s a very simple life – old and ancient."

Me: "Go to the place where you live"

Client: "I live in a 2-storey house made of white clay, with a balcony. It’s terraced. There are other houses next to it. Inside the house, there are mats on the floor. There is a stove fireplace. It is used to heat some tea. The first storey is a kitchen and living room. The second storey is a bedroom."

Me: "What country are you in?"

Client: "I’m in Greece."

Me: "Do you live alone or with anyone?"

Client: "I have a mum and a brother. I’m somewhere in my late twenties to early thirties. We are eating chopped tomato and cucumber, with bread, olive oil and cheese."

"I have a good relationship with my younger brother. We get on well. He admires me and looks up to me. We do many things together."

I moved client forward to the next scene:

Client: "My brother is in distress and needs my help. He’s panicking. I can’t understand him. He’s speaking in another language."

I guided the client to understand what the brother, in his mid-twenties, was saying. During the past life regression session, if the client isn’t able to understand what a person is saying in the past life scene, due to a different language, I will guide them to understand the dialogue or communication taking place.  

Client: "He is saying, “You have to come and help! There’s a collapse!” He’s in panic."

"His friends were in some sort of cave, the roof caved in and they were trapped in the rubble. There’s nothing I can do. I feel like I can’t help him."

"I’m trying to tell my brother that there’s nothing we could do. The stones are too heavy to lift. I told him that they shouldn’t have been in there in the first place. My brother was just outside when it happened."

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"After that incident, my brother resented me. He changed. A part of him died that day. He really resented me and sort of blamed me in many ways. He felt judged by me as I had warned him against going there. He was tired of me being right. He felt that we should have tried but we didn’t even try."

"I tried to tell him that it was futile. There was nothing that could be done. We had gone to the cave but found that the entrance to the cave was totally blocked. He was in a lot of guilt. If things had somehow been different, his friends could have been saved. But the stones were too heavy, none of us could lift it. I don’t know if they were doing something with dynamite that caused it to rupture, but they were doing something they shouldn’t.”

I moved client forward to the end of life. 

Client: "I had regrets about how I reacted towards my brother, I wish I hadn’t made him feel small, in that he was somehow lesser. I could have been more tactful in how I approached him and cared for him. It was never the same after that, ‘cos it really affected his life. He struggled to let go of what happened and blamed me in many ways. I wish I had helped or had tried to move the rocks for his sake, that I tried to help when he needed me."

 

I facilitated a healing and forgiveness session to help the client to heal and let go.  After the session, I asked the client to reflect if there were parallels in this current life and the past life. She replied affirmatively, recognizing a pattern in her behavior towards her friend. She realised that she had previously reacted similarly towards her friend, being highly critical and judgemental of her friend’s actions.

She had unconsciously carried forward the same behavioural traits to this life, treating her friend in the same manner as she had treated the younger brother in the past life. Therefore, her friend's reactions were unsurprising, given the dynamics at play. She is uncertain if their friendship would improve, but she expressed a sense of relief as she had a deeper understanding of where this issue originated from.

Lifetime in India in 800AD

Client went back to India in 800 AD. This is one of the 3 lifetimes that she saw in her second session. 

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I’m running. There’s a group of people chasing me. I’ve done something wrong. They want to catch me. I’m holding my dress and running. I’m female. I stole something. I stole a pewter cup. But I threw it away, because they are chasing me. So, it’s not with me. I stole it for my boyfriend. He wants to sell it for money.

We are in a village. I am in India. The road is all made of earth. The house is also earth colour and made from earth. There are no cars there. I see birds, goats, donkeys. I walk to the town. I see people selling food. I pass by a bride. She looks like an Indian. She’s not wearing shoes. But she’s wearing gold and silver on her neck, nose and head. My boyfriend says that she’s quite rich. I think she’s getting married to a rich man. From her face, she doesn’t want to marry this guy. She’s my boyfriend’s sister’s friend.

I’m now at my boyfriend’s eldest sister’s house. She is scolding us. We are not supposed to be here. We are supposed to be at home. We ran away. She’s married but her husband has got two wives. She’s not rich. We just want to stay a few days in her house. She allowed us to stay, but we mustn’t show ourselves. She asked us to go home tomorrow. My boyfriend says we must stay here and work here….earn a living here. She doesn’t agree. My boyfriend said he will look for a job. His sister wants me to go home, that I cannot stay with him. She will send me home tomorrow. I am 16 years old. I must listen to her. I must go home. I miss my parents.

I go home in the afternoon. My boyfriend’s sister gets another woman to walk with me. She is a plump lady, wearing a saree. I bumped into a woman from the village. I think she is some kind of witch doctor. She does some kind of ritual ceremony. She says that because I ran off with a guy, I must stay with her to wash away all the bad things in my body. She says that I shouldn’t run away with a guy. She says there’s evil in my body, so I must stay with her. But she looks scary. She has only one eye. She locked me in a room.

I’m hungry but she never offers me food. I ask for food. I shout for help but no one hears me. I tell her I want to go home but she doesn’t reply me. She wants to cleanse the evil in my body. If I go home now, I will bring bad luck to the family.

Next scene: (Back home)

My parents have arranged a marriage for me, with a man I don’t know.  This guy’s family is richer. His father works for the king. His son has been sick since a little boy. So they arranged a marriage for him. I’m supposed to marry this boy. They say he’s dying soon. He’s pale. He’s 18. He’s wearing a turban.

I’m with this person now. I’m in a jungle. There are many elephants around us. It’s something like parade, very grand. We walk from the forest to the town. His house is in the forest. I can hear monkeys and birds. There is only one house there. We are going to a temple. The year is 800 AD.  

Me: What illness does he have?

They say his heart has a hole. I think is congenital heart defect. His fingernails are bluish. His lips are always pale.

The temple is on a hill. It has got a lot of steps. My husband cannot walk. People had to carry him. Two men carried him up to the temple. We prayed in the temple. I just follow their instruction. He spent half day in the temple. The temple is open and very hot, in the jungle.

I have to marry this man to please my parents, because I believed what the witch doctor said. I don’t want to bring bad luck to my family. We go to the temple to get some blessings, so that my husband could have longer life. I prayed for happiness. We prayed on our own. I saw a sculpture. I’m reading the picture on the wall. I think it’s a Buddhist temple. I can hear people chanting in Sanskrit. The statue is faded.

Next scene:

I’m with my husband in the bedroom. He’s very ill. It has been 2 years after we got married. He’s dying soon. I’m very sad, because I loved him. Unfortunately it’s a short life and he passed away. My in-laws don’t like me. They never bothered about me. They asked me to go. I left the family. I ran to the jungle. I ran to the temple in the jungle. I stayed at the temple for the rest of my life.

Connection to current life:

My husband in that life was my former classmate in my current life. My boyfriend’s sister in that life is one of my colleagues in the current life. She is a very helpful colleague. In this life, when I first came across some prayers and chanting in Sanskrit, I felt that it sounded familiar. I feel a connection to those prayers. 

From rags to riches to rags again

Horrible bosses and nasty colleagues? You could have met them in a past life.

Client regressed to her past lifetime in USA. An influenza epidemic forced him to move to another town and start anew. He started as a cobbler and later became a rich but greedy businessman. He died poor and alone after being cheated by business partners, whom client recognised as her ex-colleagues in the current life. She learned a lot of life lessons from viewing this past life.

I see very green grass. It’s very windy. I see a tree. I’m holding a gun, which is smaller than a rifle. I’m wearing a cowboy shirt and a cowboy hat. I’m helping the sheriff. There was a bank robbery. Four robbers ran to the jungle. They hid there. I went to the jungle with the sheriff. We could not find them, so we had to go back. The bank is a white building made of wood, standing by itself. It is one storey tall. There are no cars there. People are walking. The sheriff has a horse.

Next scene:

The town is empty, due to influenza. Many people died. Many people left the town. It is in San Diego. People are packing and leaving. I’m walking on the street. There’s no one at the police station. I wanted to hire a carriage to travel in. The carriage was there but there was no one there. I had to walk. I went  home and packed. I have a wife and a daughter. We walked with other villagers from another village. We don’t know where to go. We just follow where everyone else is going. Everyone is walking on the road. We tie our clothes like a big pack, with a rope around it and carry on the back. Some people made a wheeled contraption and they are putting some of their stuff on the top. The rich ones have horses and they left earlier.

Me: How did this influenza come about?

One of the villagers came back from another village. He had his business there and he came back with flu and spread to people. He had fever and died. Then his all his family died. After that, others had the flu.

Next scene:

I arrived at a new town. I told them I could mend shoes. I have leather pieces with me. I took up a job there. My new house has an apple tree. I see my daughter picking apples.

I recognise my boss as my ex-boss in the current life. He owns the shoe making shop. I work for this shoe shop. I do mending only. I sell the leather pieces to him. I have a lot of leather pieces with me, which I brought along from my previous town. My boss is very stingy. He pays me very little. I fought with him. I want to punch him. My leather pieces are of very good quality, but he pays me very little for it. I don’t like him. He chased me out. I was mending shoes for people outside the shop, and he chased me away. He didn’t pay me. So, I left. I decided that I would do it on my own.

Next scene:

I own a shop now. I’m a cobbler. My daughter is married by now. Her husband, my son in-law works with me. I recognise him as my cousin in the current life, who is in primary school. He’s very smart. He can help me to manage my shop. I like him. My wife wears jewelleries. She is very rich because I’m now rich. I buy leather pieces from another town. I travel for business. I have my own carriage.

My shop is called Leigh’s cobbler. I have a white building, three stories high. I’m very rich. I live in New Jersey. I have a second wife. My second wife’s father is a banker. I’m wearing a tall black hat and boots. I’m holding a stick. I’m old walking on the street with a pipe, smoking. I have a thick moustache. My second wife is very young. I had expanded my business to another town. I still have my cobbler business and other businesses. I’m a merchant. My first wife is in another town. I can’t go back to my first wife. She hates me. My daughter hates me because after I became rich, I never took care of them.

End of life and reflections

I feel sad. My second wife left me. I’m poor. I became bankrupt. I got cheated of a lot of money by my business partners. They are laughing. They want my business. Also, I had wanted to be mayor. I got very rich and became greedy. I was too hungry for power. I competed, but I didn’t win because I wasn’t the richest. I got cheated by politics.

Now, I’m sick in the hospital. Everyone left me. I’m alone in the hospital. I cough. The doctor says my lung is not good. Another doctor says its pneumonia. They quarantined me. They are going to leave me here to die. They don’t allow people to see me. They put me into a dark room. They said it cannot be cured. They say it is dangerous and will spread to people. No one was allowed to come near me. No medical staff attended to me.

I’m alone in the dark room. I feel scared,…sad. I also feel anger… Anger with people. When I was rich, they came to me. When I’m bankrupt and ill, they all stayed away from me. I feel regret. I wish that my first wife and my daughter are here. I had left them for the second wife. Now, in my darkest hour, I see everyone walking away from me. I’m alone. The year is 1955. I was 63 year old.

I recognise my business partners as two of my ex colleagues. They had also betrayed me in the current life when I first joined the company. They had cast aspersions on my credibility and tried to get me into trouble.