In my first group past life regression at Delphi, In Depth channeling workshop, I meet Alexander. With more meditations done on my own, I unearthed even more details. Multiple years have passed by, until now that I am able to jot down few lines without getting so emotional.
Alexander is a Russian boy living in Saint Petersburg. He is 17 years old, spending Summer with his grandparents at a remote place in the mountain, away from where he lived. One day while roaming the forest on his own, he finds a giant crystal: really giant column of crystal with pointed head. He puts his arms around the crystal in a warm hug, palms fully embracing it. While in a euphoric trance from the magical touch, a UFO, as if summoned by the crystal itself, appears and light beings descend. Time and Space take a weird turn. Suddenly, Alexander is within the circular UFO, lying down on something flat at the center. Images start to circulate around the walls. As if the inside walls have a strip of circular screen. He telepathically knows those images are about his soul in past and future incarnations. Something about Maya grasps his attention. Maybe it is her gaze full of compassion and that smile of hers, full of hope. He is mesmerized about her. Suddenly and abruptly, he is back on land while light beings saying goodbye. He rejects wholeheartedly leaving them. They do not ask even his opinion about it. As if their mission is accomplished. They leave, alone. For the first time in his life, Alexander feels real anger. A year passed and he enters the army. It is eighteen hundred something with a Tsar as ruler. He graduates from army as an extra serious young man. He becomes a scientist working on secret researches for the benefit of the army. His main project is how to regenerate the physical body through the etheric body using a mathematical equation. He roams battlefields and works on amputees to fine-tune his equation. As for his private life, in his thirties, his best friend of less fortunate background dies, leaving behind one daughter. Knowing how she might suffer and endure alone, Alexander marries her. Her name is Helena. Although they are to have together five kids, Alexander loves Helena as his daughter, his favorite one. He is extremely delighted to dance with her at the Tsar palace court during official ceremonies. It brings him such a joy to see her blossoming in such a regal way.
During one of his battlefield missions, he faces a tragic incident and loses his right arm. As frantically as he tries to finalize the equation as its worth got very personal, as much despair invades his life in slow but sure rhythm. He attempts to talk to Maya through his bridge from physical to etheric realms. Then, depression hits him badly. He dies in his fifties while talking to Maya through his hallucinations, as he became alcoholic, telling her he now conveys to her the responsibility to regenerate the physical body from the etheric one: It is now her life mission. Also, he makes her promise to take care of Helena in whatever incarnation she might be, as a personal favor for him.
Maya is me, at least, my current name. Helena incarnated as my mother Houda whom I loved strangely enough as my daughter since I opened my eyes. I took care of Houda for 10 years while she was in coma. I bathed her much more than she ever bathed me. I still love her as my daughter, God bless her precious soul. During my teenage years and onward, my right arm used to get very agitated whenever I was emotionally disturbed, as if having a mind of its own. The remaining day of that first past life regression done in a group, my right arm got so agitated that I had to hold "it" with my left hand. The next day, during the morning meditation, light beings appeared and blessed my arm. Since that moment onward "it" ceased to be agitated yet always with a mind of its own as if tapping to another part of my soul. Gladly, it is no more agitated as its frustration with me catching up lessened. I am currently a metaphysician studying and experimenting with all possible healing modalities to find and found a way to regenerate the physical body from the etheric one. By the way, I hate alcohol, never had a sip.
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