Wednesday 28 February 2018

Analyzing Success And Failure You feel positive and joyful when you realize that you are successful. However, when failure comes to you, you feel defeated. The definition of success and failure varies from one person to another and according to the stage of life that you are in. It is important to have success and failure well defined for yourself, because, based on your definition, you feel greater or lesser inner wellbeing, happiness and wholeness. There are also different levels of success and of failure. For example, for some the greatest success is to be happy and radiant, whatever happens inside or outside. If one manages to keep happy in the face of failure, for them it is a success. Because to be happy means that I am connected with my essential worth or inner self, my being is awake and alive. Failure does not reduce my vitality, my contentment levels. The greater or fewer external achievements do not reduce the quality of the inner being or of being happy. The important thing is that you believe your own definition of success and failure


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Tuesday 27 February 2018

A beautiful Journey: Past Life Regression , everyone will love to read. A young, beautiful married woman, topper in studies….three lives... single session….. Husband...... met at airport. came to pick her up for official work. Not known to each other before. It was love at first sight for both of them. 1st life. Year 1140...I am 25 years old girl living in an Ashram in Gangotri since my childhood. I am an orphan, but most cared for by others in the ashram. I have taken Diksha. We are going for Kashi Vishwanath Darshan with head of the ashram. I stayed in Kashi, then I went to Lumbvini in Nepal. I am a bhikhshuni... I meditate whole day. Now we all are going to bless a marriage in Patliputra. It is a very big palace. We are blessing the boy named Dhritu, who is getting married. When Dhritu saw me, he refused to marry. A lot of things are happening. His father is standing with folded hands. Some one from us is telling something regarding marriage. I am too upset listening these things. We are leaving Patliputra. I did not accept Dhritu’s proposal but I liked the thought of his love for me. I am very sad. Meri tapsya bhang ho gayi, toot gayi... now I am in Kashi. I am 50 years old and heading the ashram now. I am very sick. Mere dil me kharabi hay. Breathing problem hai. Dhritu (my husband at present) is here to look after me and the ashram. He did not marry. He devoted his life for me. I am dead. ..lesson learnt...duty is important. 2nd life...... It’s 1803. I am a beautiful girl somewhere in Palestine. They are calling me Malika. My father is very rich. I have four brothers. I am a very much pampered child. I am very proud by nature. An Indian comes to teach me sitar. Now we love each other. Abbas, my elder brother came to know about this. Abbas killed my sitar teacher. Sitar teacher was in fact Dhritu (my husband at present). I am too sad. I am going to Paris for a change but am not happy. I am not ready to come back. Abbas is sad. He takes so much pain and came to meet me. His wife also came. Now I understand my brother’s love for me, so I am getting married to someone my family chose. A lot of story......................death. Lesson learned............be compassionate. 3rd life Year 1932. I am a 12 year old girl with golden hair. My name is Rose. I am on a ship to London with my Nanny (Mousi at present) going to my grandparents place. My father works in Lahore. I am growing up into beautiful woman. My grandfather is dead. I live with my grandmother and Nanny. My home is beautiful. I am happy. I love someone, and he loves me too. Actually (you know... he is the same Dhritu & Sitar teacher). I am going somewhere. It is a big building, it is an airport. My friend came to airport to see me off. I am upset. I complained about my father to govt. I think he is a spy. Oh, I want to tell my father, what I did. Oh ...my father is here at the airport. He is coming towards me. Ahhhhh. He shot at me. I am dead. He killed himself too. My lover...he is so sad...lesson learnt.....I should not have taken a hasty decision .One should enquire thoroughly before any conclusion .He was not a wrong person. I am feeling uselessness now.....very long silence.... Reorientation and integration.... She feels very much scared when at airport. Chest hurts a lot without medical cause. In this life also her husband was engaged but refused to marry. They got married with efforts of husband’s maternal uncle (father of Dhritu in year 1140). She feels very much connected with Lahore, London and Paris. Conclusion....Dhritu (1140), Sitar teacher (1803), a friend and love (1932)...is the same person.... and husband currently


Thursday 22 February 2018

An Interesting PLR Session A 32 yrs male with complain of acidity, gas, physical restlessness, phobia and constant fear for life came for Past life regression. A brown cloud inside stomach found on Scanning. It is Poison. Session……. 1st Life: I am a 3 year old Prince sitting in a room in the Palace on fire. I am alone here for a quite long time. Soldiers are rescuing and taking me to the King and Queen. I grew up in Forest. I rebuilt an army of soldiers and conquer back my Palace. I am old, sick and physically weak. I do not like it and decide to end life. I drink a bowl full of poison. The Poison enters runs down my up to the stomach with a burning sensation inside. I am dead. I am going up into the white light. On the way the white light tells him that it is not done. Only few years of my life were left life then why did I end my life. I am living in this white light for 15 years now. I am healed and very much at peace. Many lights rest there. I am now being informed to go back. I am coming down. 2nd Life: There are too many snakes, some big ones. I am an egg of the snake. Snakes are eating their eggs. Somehow my egg-shell falls off sideways. The shell breaks and I come out. I roam around in forest. As time passes, I grow up into a big snake of green color. I roam around here and there and eat small frogs. Suddenly a vulture comes out of nowhere and picks me up. The Vulture then bites and eats me up fully. (Subject started moving his body like a snake on the Reclining Chair). I am dead now. It was a short term life. I am going up. This time I am a bit bigger Light. The Lights on the way give a Loud Round of Appraisal to me for my survival which is as equivalent to a student excelling in an Exam with First Class Marks. I am entering into Big Light now. It is very peaceful, quiet and calm. I don’t want to come back from this tranquil. I am happy and feeling quietness within.


Monday 19 February 2018

Surrogate Past life Regression.... Issue – Brother wanted to marry girl in relation for last 7 yrs. But parents are not ready as they want him to first get settled in life. He left studies after higher secondary and wanted to start construction business. Father, a retired person, has limited resources and is also not well so cannot help him. He wants him to go abroad, be independent and then get married. But girl's parents are continuously pressurizing for marriage. All this made my brother start blaming parents that he is not able to earn and get married because of them. He started misbehaving with parents and used to threaten them that he will commit suicide. Dr. Vandana suggested me to take a surrogate past life regression for my brother. Session…. It is 18th century England. I am a young 5 years old with curly hair (same as he is having in his present life). I am called Sam. I am happy. I am playing with a ball with my sister. She fights [similar fights we had in our childhood in the current life also] and slaps me. (crying). I am sitting on table having dinner with father (same father in present life) and am happy. My father loves me a lot. I am now 12 or 13 years, sitting on a wooden swing with a girl [girlfriend in current life also] and holding her hand. We are in love. I am pleading with my girl's parents to let me meet her. I wanted to marry her. They do not allow as they want me to bring money from home. They tell me they will marry their daughter to me only when I will bring them money. They are greedy. I steal money and jewelry from home and give it to girl's parents but they want me to bring more. They do not allow me to meet her (in present life also he used to lie about his own needs and take money from mother to buy expensive gifts for his girlfriend). I start remaining depressed. My mother made lot of efforts to make me understand that they are not good people and I should forget about girl as we don't have the amount of money they are asking for but I am adamant that I will only marry that girl. I go to girl house daily and beg her parents but they didn't say yes to my proposal. After sometime they married their daughter to some rich man and girl is also happy with her husband. I am 17 years, severely depressed and sitting on a chair. Suddenly, I get up from chair and go towards wooden Almira. I open it, pick up the revolver and shoot myself in right side of forehead (in present life also he use to have severe headache on right side). I am lying in a pool of blood in my mother's lap (mother in present life also). I am a married woman. My husband [girlfriend in the present life] is hitting me with a wooden stick as I didn't bring dowry. My husband has left me and started living with another woman. I cannot bear this and end my life by jumping in a river. Healing done to release suicidal tendencies which existed in both past lives [in present life also my brother use to threaten parents for ending life himself]. In light, guidance came that he should go abroad. Feedback: My brother has ended his relationship with the girl. Now he understands that his parents were right, respects them more. He has moved abroad now. I am so grateful to Dr. Vandana. Her work helped my brother and our family from massive troubles.


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Sunday 4 February 2018

Recurrent dreams and Past life link A woman 30 yrs of age came having recurrent dream pattern as if she is suffocating buried in sand & something piercing in the back. She is having allergy and breathlessness issue of and on. Also have fear to be left alone, a lot of attraction, since childhood, towards Royalty and Rajasthan. Recurrent dream of palace with the thought somebody ditched & killed me and I was alive when I was buried. Session………. I am walking on a spiral path and reached an old wooden gate. I entered inside. I am 20 yrs old beautiful girl wearing lehnga. This is a very big place. I am in kitchen area. Many people are taking food. I am not able to eat. I am very upset. I live here. I do not have parents. I am in my room. I have my own room. I am unmarried. I feel like crying. I feel he left me (visibly crying). It is 1872 somewhere in Rajasthan. I am getting ready. I wear a fighter’s attire. I wear a turban. On my left side I have a Sahi kanjar with some logo. Only three of them are there and are only for very important persons. My room is part of a palace. Presently a Queen is in-charge of this palace. I am a trained swords fighter. People do not call me by name and they respect me. I am right hand person of the Queen. There was a boy in this fort. He left. I am feeling very sad. Had he lived here with me it would have been better. Few people in this fort are conspiring to over throw Queen’s regime. I came to know about their conspiracy. The leader of the conspirators is also a powerful person and has a Sahi kanjar like me. As I understand, I am in the security of the queen and every area linked to queen is under my watch & security. I thought about talking to the queen and went inside a room. It is a very big room dotted with carved mirrors all around. I see a big beautiful carved box in one corner of the room. I look at the queen. She is sitting and thinking. I did not talk to her and came back. After few days, at the dinner time, I am walking inside the palace wearing Ghagra and payal. I am not in my fighter’s dress. I do not have my Sahi kanjar with me. Now I am walking towards my room. Few people have set my room on fire and some of them are running towards me. I am running very fast out of the palace. I see few people approaching me on horse. I jumped from the wall of fort to come out of the palace. The area below is full of sand and I fall in the sand. I have pain in my waist and it is very difficult to walk now. Everyone has surrounded me. They are five in number riding horses & talking to each other. One amongst them hit and injured me with a kanjar. I am suffocating (literally whole body started writhing with pain). They left me thinking I am dying. There is too much sand in my mouth, nose, throat &, chest. There is blood on sand from my wound. I am suffocating. I want to breathe (visible breathlessness came up). I am dying with suffocation. I have so much pain in my back. I want to breathe. I am suffocating. I am dead. I died with lot of suffocation and suffering. My last thought was that I was deceived. Lesson learnt that there should be somebody in your life. I was buried in the sand and died very slow death. (Healing done for traumatic body). In light, healed and blessed. Guidance came live without fear. Reorientation…. Doctor Vandana I felt as if I was living in that area in 1872 during whole PLR session. My death sufferings were very real to me. Thank you very much for helping me find answers.


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