Past lifetime in England as a happy girl who was later murdered

Client regressed to a lifetime as a young girl in England who was so happy and excited about the thought of getting married. However, her happiness was short-lived as she was murdered by a psychopath who was attracted to her but knew that she wouldn’t love him. She had earlier regressed to her past life in a loveless marriage in US and as a Dayak man in Borneo.

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Client watched her past life from a third person point of view, like watching a movie. This is one of the ways that a person views his/her past lives.

“I see a lady. It feels like in England. She is wearing a black hat. She was looking at something.”

“I’m outdoors. It’s a little cold.” (Client can feel the cold temperature)

“I see her walking. She’s quite young. She looks like me in the current life. She has the same face and cheeks. She’s still young, 18 years old. She’s eager to get married. The idea of getting married excites her. She seems like a very happy person.”

“Seems everything is going well for her. She has good friends,… good parents. Nice house that she lived in. Men are interested in her. She’s funny. She laughs a lot.”

“She’s just so pleasant to be with. I can feel the joy in the body. She’s just happy. She’s so optimistic about everything.”

Next scene:

“I see this man looking at her. He’s not a nice man. He wants to do something bad. He did something bad to her.”

“He killed her.”

“He liked her. But he knew she wouldn’t like him. Because he couldn’t have her, he killed her.”

“She had seen him before but she never really talked to him. He was just a face in a crowd. She knew that face. It was one of the faces at the dinner table that she would see. It was at a gathering among friends that was hosted by a group of parents. They did this quite often. He was once of the faces at the dinner table. From afar he would just look at her.”

I asked client to elaborate how she was killed.

“He followed her. She is at an alley. He closed her mouth using his hand and pulled her. At first she was shocked, and asked, “What are you doing?””

Client said, “I blacked out, my clothes are intact. My eyes are open. I am on the ground. I don’t see blood. He beat me. I don’t think he used any weapon. He just used his bare hands. He said, as he was punching me, that I played him with his feelings, he called me something like a dirty ……, he's just bashing me…. Like I was a tease…… Like I teased him.”

“He was just someone I saw. I had not spoken to him before this. I didn’t say anything, I just wanted him to stop. I knew he was going to kill me.”

Me: “Did you have any boyfriend at that time?”

Client: “No, the parents were the ones who had to agree which boy was suited for me. I didn't have anybody in particular.”

Transition to the spirit realm:

“I see the sky. It’s like I’m just saying a prayer, I wanted to get married, how could I die before I got married? That was the thought in my head as I was going to the light.

“I’m floating up to the sky. It was very peaceful, ….just peaceful. I’m going up. Going towards the sky. Straight up.”

Next scene:

“I’m in a room, pacing up and down. It’s like, “How could I die? How could I die?” It’s like I want to go back to earth.”

Me: “How do you look like?”

Client: “I still look like the way I did when I died. That happiness, I felt as a person, I still feel it. The joy never left me. It’s still inside me. It’s like I had so much to give. I can’t die yet. I’m asking to go back, doesn’t matter, just go back.”

Client went to another lifetime in that regression session. Read her next lifetime here: 

Comment: It is generally not scary to view a past lifetime of traumatic death, as the client is watching it with a higher wisdom and from a third party point of view, like watching a movie. Seeing their past lives gives clients a deeper understanding about the challenges or obstacles faced in the current life. The past lives that she regressed to in connection to her current life inability to sustain a romantic relationship seemed to have a pattern of loveless marriage or in this case, she died before she could get married.

Read about client’s other past lives here:

1) Loveless marriage in US

2) Past life as a Dayak man in Borneo

3) Past lifetime as a homosexual man from European royalty in 17th century Europe

A short privileged life as an English boy

Client, in his first PLR session saw 4 lifetimes: 2 lifetimes in China, 1 lifetime in USA and another lifetime as a young English boy.  He regressed easily and provided detailed descriptions. This is the fourth lifetime that he saw in his first session. 

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“I’m a young boy, seven years old, playing, running around chasing butterflies. I see people having a picnic. They are my family. I see my mum and dad.”

“I am white skinned. I have blonde hair. I’m running around chasing a ball. Ivan is my name. I’m English.”

“There’s strawberry jam, butter toasts, teas. It’s in an English garden.”

Next scene:

“I fell into a pond. I was trying to get a ball out of the pond, but I fell into the pond. I tried to put my hands up and tried to stay above the water, but I can’t, I’m drowning.”

“They were a bit too far. Nobody noticed me. They can’t hear me. I’m sinking to the bottom of the water. There’s seaweed at the bottom of the water. I tried to call, “Mummy!”, but I couldn’t.”

“My mother looked beautiful. She’s a duchess. She wore Victorian clothes with a tall beautiful hat.”

“I’m sorry I lived such a short life…..only seven years.”

Leaving the body:

“I’m out of my body. I see this beautiful green lawn, like English manors, I see a pond on the side, and the big tree. I see people entertaining drinking tea, very English-like.”

“I’m floating away. They finally realised that I was drowning. They frantically ran to the pond, lifted me up. My body is lifeless, it is all wet. I’m wearing a blue shorts and white top.”

Reflection:

“I felt that if I hadn't drowned, I would have had privileged education. I would have become somebody. I had a lot of potential that wasn’t fulfilled.”

Note:

It is a normal occurence for people to find themselves leaving the body after death and ‘hover’ above, looking at the happenings down below. 

Read client's other lifetimes here:

1) Operating a teahouse in ancient China

2) Past lifetime as an Emperor's concubine in ancient China

3) Past lifetime in USA - Trekking the Grand Canyon and living a gay lifestyle

Lifetime as a busy businessman in England

Continued from the earlier post about client wanted to find the connection with his current life close friends: http://plr-therapy.blogspot.com/2012/04/past-life-experience-watching-witch.html

There’s a beautiful garden with a river. There are a lot of people here, looking really happy…laughing and talking. They look like Europeans. There’s a big open space, with water, and people are having a picnic. There’s a big building at the back.

I’m a man… very tall, very lean…white skinned. I’m in the army. I’m wearing army uniform. There are many women around, and I’m socialising with them….having a good time, laughing a lot.

I’m riding out of the building on a horse. I was shot in the chest by rebel. I fall off the horse.

I’m in a nursing home. I recognize the maid as my current life friend. She is taking care of me. I’m injured but it feels quite pleasant being there with her. We have a lot of fun conversation.

It feels like England. I’m in a little town. I’m in the top room, lying there, recovering. She comes everyday to help and clean. We become great friends.

I’m ok now. We’re walking on the streets, hand in hand, looking really happy. We’re on a boat on a big river. She’s looking also really happy. Some houses had piers. It looks like England. The top of a building there has 1534 on it. It’s a beautiful town. I’m really happy there. I’m married now (to the woman who was a maid). We have 3 kids.

After I recovered, I was no more in the army; I was doing trading with ships… selling things. I was a businessman. I made a lot of money. It came quite easily to me. I had a lot of friends who helped also, always around me. We are in a shop talking. I seemed to be very focused on work, making money and neglected the children, maybe my wife too. I see myself working and working…but having fun.

I’m walking on the street…. I’m drinking in the pubs with friends. I’ve been quite drunk but feeling isolated. I still feel very separated from them. I left the pub and walked alone in the streets at night. I go to someone’s house. It’s a lady friend. We have a relationship. I see the building she lived in. She owns a hotel. She’s a successful businesswoman. We seem to have more in common. People don’t know about our relationship.

There’s a garden inside the hotel. We spend a lot of time in the garden. We liked the garden. We go travelling also. We go to hills with a lot of slopes… A place with cliffs going into the sea. We have a business there also. It’s like a pub, which sells food and beer. We go there often. That’s why I neglected the family. I was bored also. It was too easy. She was very kind. There was lot of care. There was no excitement. With this person, there was excitement. I was too lazy to be a father. I liked children but wasn’t too responsible or involved in their lives. I spent more time working and being with this woman.

I’m walking in nature. It seems like I can’t sleep. I’m outdoors…. just walking to another lady friend’s house. I have a relationship with someone else. It’s not a serious relationship. I don’t spend a lot of time there. I see myself walking most of the time. I see horse carriages there. There’s symbol on the carriage - a castle with a plant next to it.

End of lifetime:

I see myself being really old in bed and again my wife is taking care of me. I’m coughing really badly. I picked up something (infection). I’m not well. I’m coughing blood….She’s taking care of me….Very faithful. She looks all grey but still very beautiful. I feel that I’ll miss her so much. The children are around. My boy is very close to me. He’s always there. He looks really sad. He’s a big boy now. They are all waiting for me to die. I’m 78. My wife is in her 60's. She’s younger than me. My son is about 40. We have been close. I know I’ll miss him too. (Client recognizes son as his current life nephew whom he is supporting).

I see myself passing on. I’m out of the body looking down at everyone. They are all very sad. We were very close. It was a very good life. I see them crying. There’s something I needed to do with my son. He seemed very afraid in that life. He never came out and did very much. He lived in fear. He couldn’t talk. He looked so lonely. I regretted not being able to help. I wish I had helped him….but I didn’t know how. He did look unhealthy….very skinny…with sunken eyes. But he was very good. I wish I had done more with him.

Reflection:

I had lots of regrets for that life. It was a life where I was happy. I could have done so much more for others. I was too focused on my own happiness. There’s a sense of regret there. Things I should have done that I didn’t do especially for my son. I think I was blind to many things that were happening around me. A lot of things came very easily. It was a good life, a very spoilt life, my wife spoilt me too. She gave me everything. I was really happy with that, and it made me quite blind. Although there were many good things, it seems like a lot was wasted. I regret not being loyal to my wife. I regret not spending more time with my son.

In the spirit realm:

I see clouds breaking up. I’m moving to a clean white room. It’s really bright and white. I’m just enjoying the feeling of the room. It feels very pure and easy, effortless. It feels like I’m a child being held….being loved. The room doesn’t have form. No shape and dimension. The room is flying.

 

Current life connection and understanding:

Client understood the connection with his nephew and close friends. A week later, client shared that he was surprised to find that he related to his nephew quite differently (was more compassionate towards him) after the PLR session, as he now sees the bigger picture.  Interestingly, the gunshot wound to his chest in that past life corresponded to a keloid scar on his chest which appeared mysteriously, and even having it surgically removed, the scar appeared again. 

Past life as a rich woman in England

Continued from previous post about client who wanted to find her purpose and drection for this life. 

I’m in a garden. I’m a lady wearing a hat. I’ve got brown curly hair. I’m wearing a big skirt and white blouse with laced trim on the collar. I’m walking carrying an umbrella. It’s lovely weather….Must be spring. The flowers have all bloomed. It is cool, the air smells really fresh.

Now, I’m sitting at the bench talking to my husband. He’s wearing a top hat, he’s rich. We’re rich. I recognize him as my present life husband. He is very kind. We’re just sitting and chatting on the bench, eleven o’clock in the morning. There are kids…. They are calling me “mama”. There are three boys - very cute they have got my brown hair. They are running around playing. The eldest is 11 the youngest is about 3 years old. The second one is 6 years old. The year is 1800’s in England.

End of life:

I’m dying. I’m sick. I’m very weak, lying in bed. The kids are still very young. No one knows what my illness is. I think it’s cancer. I feel very tired…very weak….Feels difficult to breathe. But I’m well taken care off by my husband. We have a maid. It’s a lovely house. We were rich. There’s a lot of beautiful things in this house, the nanny takes care of the kids now that I am sick. I’m gonna miss the kids.

I’d really like to stick around to see the kids grow up but I don’t think I will. But that’s ok. They will all be fine. I have had a good life. My husband took very good care of me.

I died very peacefully. Everyone was there. I said goodbye to everyone. It was a very blessed life.

I’m still hanging around. See my body on the bed. I’m proud of my kids. They’re strong. They are just what I had wanted them to be -- strong and controlled. My eldest is 13. He’s an amazing man. He’ll be good.

I am back home, in the light.

Understanding and lesson learnt: 

Client had a deeper understanding that she needed to work with children in her current life and to seek out underprivileged children who needs her help.

Past life as a poor but happy blacksmith in England

Continued from earlier post about client wanted to find her purpose and direction for this life: 

I’m in a room. I’m a man, lying in bed. It’s night. There’s a candle by the bed. I’m lying in bed thinking about what to do. Thinking about money…how to make ends meet. I’m 35 years old. I am a blacksmith. I make horse shoes. I’m poor….

My wife is lying beside me. She’s got blonde hair. She’s pretty. We don’t have children. I’ve got brown hair. I’m tan from working in the fire, but I’m strong and muscular. I recognize her as my current life daughter.

We don’t have kids. I feel sad about not having kids. There are other kids in the village.  I like to talk and play with them. They always come by.

My wife takes care of the home. It’s a small home. We don’t have much. We are very poor. She’s a good woman. She doesn’t ask for much. We have a very simple life. It’s a good life and we are happy together.

I’m wearing a black vest over white shirt folded ever my elbows. I’ve got short hair.

I’m in a village in England. It is the 1780s.

I don’t like the food, it’s potatoes.  I don’t like meat. Vegetables are nice. There are cows there but they are not mine. They belong to the farmers. I don’t have anything apart from the house we live in.

It is quite noisy. There are lots of kids around. There are lots of people chattering. My name is Smith. The kids come and say, “Good morning Mr Smith”. Some of the kids are really cute.

M y house is made of wood. It is quite bare. The bedroom is small. We have a bed and a small side table with a candle. There’s a basin too. My wife cooks over the fire that is made from firewood. The house is very bare.

I’m very happy. It really doesn’t matter, because we’re happy together.

End of life:

I don’t feel well. I’ve got a pain in my chest … Can’t breathe…there’s no one at home. My wife has gone out…My mouth is dry.

I’m free…out of my body. I think it was a heart attack. I was 38 years old. There was no one around.

I see a light. But I feel sad. My wife is not back. I want to hang around until she comes back. She’ll be ok. She’s a very strong woman. She saw my body. But she’s ok. She says it’s ok for me to go. She says she’ll see me again.

I’m floating. I can still see my wife. She’s living on her own.

In between life:

I’m back at the light. It’s just calm. All I was supposed to do was to work hard, be good, do good. I wished I could have taken care of my wife though. It doesn’t feel right … I shouldn’t have left her but I had to. There’s no one else here. I’m the only one. It’s calm and peaceful. It’s time for me to rest. There’s something that feels like the sun. It’s in front of me. There’s dazzlingly bright light.

I have no body. I’m just a ball. There’s more that I need to do. I’ve been told. Something to do with children….Love the children….Go back…I need to go back

(To be continued in the next post.)

Jealous of husband's first wife and children

A man in his forties wanted to find out the connection with his wife and children from a first marriage and why his wife from the second marriage was very jealous of his children and forbade him to contact them. He regressed to a lifetime in England. 

I am outdoors, I am wearing leather shoes and a suit. There are flowers in the garden. There is no one around. I am watching a fountain. I am in my twenties. I have dark hair and white skin. There is a man standing there with an umbrella looking at the flowers.

In the next scene:

There is confusion. There is a war going on. It is a civil war. Things were destroyed. I am walking in this destruction. There is shooting. There is fire.

I am in the 18^th century in England, Europe. It is near to the harbour. I can see the ships there.

I am walking. There is someone squatting on the ground. She is crying. I’m walking fast. I’m running away. I am alone but I am not hurt. I feel scared. I am in my early twenties.

There is a big fire. There is a bell tower with a fountain in the centre. At the front, there are buildings on fire. People are just watching. I’m helping to put out the fire. We use buckets of water to put out the fire. There are others helping. We form a chain.

“Quickly”, “Quickly”. I heard myself shouting. “Quickly”.

The fire is very fierce. It can’t stop. I can feel the heat.

There is someone there inside the building. I called for help. I tried to pull the person. I pull the person. It is hot due to the heat from the fire. I pull a girl. It is a young girl. She is crying. Then I help another one. I pull out another girl, age 3 – 4 years old. I pull out the mother. I can’t get in anymore. The lady was screaming but I couldn’t save her. I recognize the two girls as my current life daughters. The mother that I pulled out,  I recognised her as my current life former wife. I couldn’t save the other woman. She’s crying for help. I could not help her. I just stood there helplessly.....The girls were sobbing. They went to the shelter.

The fire was finally put out the next day. There were ashes everywhere. I felt helpless because I couldn’t do anything. I felt sorry for that woman, because I couldn’t help her out of the fire.

People were cleaning up in the aftermath of the fire. A girl comes up to me. I recognized her as my girlfriend in my current life (whom he had met before his second marriage). 


“Come, come over here. I’ll get you a drink,” she said. She’s in her late teens.

“You must be tired,” she said.

“I am.” I replied.

“Have a drink. I will look after you,” she said.

I put  my head on the table and try to go to sleep.

She puts a blanket over me. She patted my head and held me. I sleep at the table.

Lesson learnt:

I’m helping people. In my previous life, I have comforted others and am also comforted in return. I also felt the fear and the grief of not being able to help. My current life link to my second wife is to help her in this life.

Note: Client also felt more affinity with European rather than Asian countries. Through the regression he understood that he had failed to save the woman (his current life second wife) and she died in the fire. He saved 3 others, who turned out to be his two children and current life former wife. He understood that this was the reason why his second wife was jealous of his former wife and children because she was not saved in the fire.