#PastLifeRegressionWithDrVandanaRaghuvanshi He came to get answers to his questions.. .A highly educated man, of 42 yrs., having degrees of BE, MBA, M.Phil, Astrology came to get answers to his questions. He said Dr. Vandana ,I have yet to explore. I feel unexplained sadness, unknown phobia. I am never happy and always lonely since childhood. I have no ambition. SESSION…….. It is night, I am in the market. Many people are walking through the market.I am a man of 35 years. Many warriors wearing Egyptian clothes are also there. They do not look at me. They avoid eye contact with me. I am wearing Greek clothes. Now I am climbing stairs in a palace. There are few people. I am in aroom. It’s simple with big bed. I look in the mirror. I am very strong man. I am alone. The people in the palace are relaxing by the fire. It seems I don’t mingle with people. My office is like dungeon. I work hard 24X7. I don’t feel anything. I think I work for the King. I have never been with the King. King doesn’t live here. I think, I rule on behalf of the king but I am not sure. People are controlled with iron hands. People are not happy. Nothing ever happens here. Life is always same. Now I leave the palace on king’s order. I am being taken on a boat. I reach an island; there are few people there. They don’t talk to me. I am sitting on arock like a statue. I am very sad. I want to talk to people. I have grown up beard. I don’t have anything to do. I just sit on the rock and stare at sea. There is no home, no work, whole day I sit on the rock. I am jailed. Earlier also I was in jail, the palace was the jail. I moved the subject back ward to his childhood…… I and my brother, Greek prince, are practicing sword fight. I am of 15 years with golden hair, good looking, physically very strong. I think my brother is also of my age. My father likes me more than my brother. I have the same built as that of my father. My brother is not like us. It seems my father was aged at the time of our birth. My father expired whenwe were young. There is no role of mother in our life. My brother is brainy and tricky person. My name is Altieb. In my youth my brother tricked me into war. I always go to war andwin. I am winning and capturing more land for my brother. My brother is the King. His name is Alitwas. Nowhe sent me to the palace which is ajail for me. I brought the subject back to the island. …. I started training people on the island. One day during that armed training one guard hit my right arm with spear (subject started pressing his right arm). I am rolling down. The guards are hitting me with spears,tie my hands behind, drag me and lay me upside down on big stone. It seems a Roman stabbed me. Query –was he my brother? I am badly wounded. I bled whole night.My last thought was that they will kill me. They carried me to a big jungle so that no one can find my body. Now I understand my brother used me for gain and then killed me. I can see white light now. On asking how was life --the answer is Sad. LESSON LEARNT…. I could have said no to my brother and should have not killed people in war. I could have lived a simple life somewhere. I was physically strong and could have stood for myself. When I asked subject to forgivehis brother, he said it was my choice. He tricked me because I had Ego of my physical strength. He exploited and manipulated my ego. In that time physical strength was worshipped. I was big and strong and when young I had an inflated ego. In LBL, master light came, guided him,gave him books. In Universe he visited a planet between Jupiter and Saturn. It was a small grey planet, small machine like creatures working constantly. When he went near them they gave him petroleum. I brought him back to present. REORIENTATION…..… 1. Sometimes I have severe pain on right upper arm. 2. I have one brother in this life also. We don’t stand each other since childhood. 3. It is very important for me that people talk to me, I feel belonged, to meet people in my work place. If I do not feel belonged I don’t go for work place. 4. In my past life at the time when I was prisoned in palace, I used to think I have lot of work and responsibility so I used to do lot of mental work and there was no result. In the present life I do mental work more but achieve less. 5. I was very brave till class Eight. 6. In this life I read everything / all subjects.At my soul level I used my brain for learning a lot. He was very satisfied with past life experience and told -- Doctor ,I will come again for one more past life session.

A beautiful Journey: Past Life Regression , everyone will love to read. An interesting regression. Will try to write in short. A young, married women, age30 yrs, married, topper in studies...very beautiful... Looks seems combination of beautiful features...only single session done, three lives covered...instant regression.. .1st life. Year 1140...i am a girl, wearing dear skin cloths, age 25 years, living in Gangotri, an ashram, since childhood, as I am an orphan, but most cared by others in ashram. This ashram is having Shiva statue. I have taken diksha. I am a Brahma Chari. We are going kashi for Kashi Vishwanath Darshan with our head of the ashram. I stayed there, then I went to Lumbvini, it is in Nepal. I stayed and did have siddhiya by tapsya. I am a bhikhshuni... I meditate whole day. I see now we all are going to bless a marriage ceremony in patliputra.it is a very big palace. We are blessing the boy, who is to be married. His name is dhritu. I am 35 year old now. When dhritu saw me, he refused to get married to the other girl. A lot of things are happening. We are coming back. His father is standing with us with folded hand. Some one from us is telling something. Regarding marriage, I am too upset to listen these things. We are leaving the patliputra.but I did not accepted dhritu proposal. But I know, I liked the thought of his love for me. I am varying sad. Meri tapsya bhang ho gayi, toot gayi... now I am in kashi sang math. I am 50 years old. I am head. I am sick. Mera dil me khrabi hay. Breathing problem hai. Dhritu is here to take care math and me. He is still unmarried. He devoted his life for me. (.actually dhritu is my life husband.).......then death...lesson learned...duty is important. 2nd life...... .year.1803 I am a beautiful girl in Palestine area. They are calling me malika. I have four brothers, my father is very rich. I am very much pampered. I am very proud, in nature. An Indian man comes to teach me sitar. Now we love each other. Abbas, my elder brother now know this. I am too sad. Abbas killed my sitar teacher. Sitar teacher was in fact dhritu, of last life; he is my present life husband. I am. Going to Paris for change but not happy. Time is passing. I am not ready to come back. Abbas is sad. He takes so much pains, comes to meet me. His wife also comes. Now I understands my brothers love for me, so I am getting married to some one my family choose. A lot of story......................death. Lesson learned............be compassionate. (Two very imp present life people...Abbas, the brother and his son and Ayaa.The mousi in this life. Integrated in this life.) 3rd life i am a girl, 12 year, golden hair, my name is rose. I am on ship with my nanny (caretaker). My mother is dead, so my father is sending me to my grand parents, I am leaving Lahore.my father do some work there. I am growing in beautiful women. I study and good in it. My grandfather is dead. I live with my grand mother and nanny.my house is beautiful. I am happy, I love someone, and he loves me. Actually (you know... he is the same dhritu& sitar teacher). I am going somewhere. It is big building, it is 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. Some Budapest regency...Nazi...these thoughts are coming in mind. Oh, I want to tell my father, what I did. Oh ...my father is here. At airport. He is coming. Ahhhhh. He shot me.i am dead. He killed himself. My lover...he is so sad...lesson. Learned.....i should not have taken a hasty decision .one should make proper inquiry, before any conclusion .he was not a wrong man. I am feeling uselessness now.....very long silence.... After PLR: Reorientation and integration.... Very much scared at airport. Chest problems without medical cause. Chest hurts a lot without any reason. Some azeeb sa birth mark on chest. In this time. Present husband......they met at airport. He came to pick her, official work. Not known.to each other.it was love at first site for both. In this life also uska rokaa ho chukka tha.he refused for that rishta. They got married with efforts of Mamaji of her husband. Mamaji was father of dhritu in year.1140. She feels very much connected with Lahore, London and Paris. Four other relations in present life were in other lives. Conclusion....dhritu (1140), sitar teacher (1803), a friend and love (1932)...is same person.... all the time and husband in this life... Dr. Vandana Raghuvanshi, Chandigarh...09872880634