Past Life Regression , Life Between Lives Regression, Age regression, Inner child healing, regression on Skype by Dr.Vandana Rraghuvanshi ....contact phone 09872880634
Tuesday, September 26, 2017
Sunday, September 24, 2017
#PastLifeStory #Chandigarh Past life regression of housewife with complain of unexplained headache and depression.She said dr.vandana , my headache is making my life difficult. I want to know the root cause of it. I feel it is coming from some past life event. Session…. I am wearing a long overcoat and cap. There are snow clad mountains around. My heart is sinking due to fear. I am standing silently in a crowd. People are shouting at a boy. He did something wrong to someone. I am feeling ashamed because I also have affair with him. I reach home. I am feeling very lonely. My family doesn’t love me. I got married. My husband is very dull person. He drinks also. I remember that boy often and feel like meeting him but am afraid he may harass me later on. I have gone into a cocoon. I am suffering from depression now. It’s already late evening my husband has not returned home. I leave home. I feel like crying (visibly cried a lot). It’s getting dark but I keep on walking. A vehicle is approaching in my direction. Suddenly I walk to the front of the approaching vehicle as it reached near me. I am hit in the head and having severe pain. I am sinking. I am dead. REORIENTATION……….. She said....I did one suicide attempt in my present life. I am suffering from headache since my childhood. I have a dull married life.I feel today I understand about my present life issues. thanks you dr. vandana..hope I will come again to find more answers...
#PastLifeStory #Chandigarh Past life regression of housewife with complain of unexplained headache and depression.She said dr.vandana , my headache is making my life difficult. I want to know the root cause of it. I feel it is coming from some past life event. Session…. I am wearing a long overcoat and cap. There are snow clad mountains around. My heart is sinking due to fear. I am standing silently in a crowd. People are shouting at a boy. He did something wrong to someone. I am feeling ashamed because I also have affair with him. I reach home. I am feeling very lonely. My family doesn’t love me. I got married. My husband is very dull person. He drinks also. I remember that boy often and feel like meeting him but am afraid he may harass me later on. I have gone into a cocoon. I am suffering from depression now. It’s already late evening my husband has not returned home. I leave home. I feel like crying (visibly cried a lot). It’s getting dark but I keep on walking. A vehicle is approaching in my direction. Suddenly I walk to the front of the approaching vehicle as it reached near me. I am hit in the head and having severe pain. I am sinking. I am dead. REORIENTATION……….. She said....I did one suicide attempt in my present life. I am suffering from headache since my childhood. I have a dull married life.I feel today I understand about my present life issues. thanks you dr. vandana..hope I will come again to find more answers...
Wednesday, September 20, 2017
Read this wonderful Past Life regression session story...
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
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
Wonderful Past Life regression session conducted by Dr Vandana Raghuvanshi, A world renowned Past Life regression therapist..
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
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
Sunday, September 17, 2017
Saturday, September 2, 2017
Past life regression story...session conducted by...dr.vandana raghuvanshi
A past life session written and shared by
the person who regressed....
I saw myself in a very green place with
wooden houses. I was wearing some clothing that looked very rough and un kept.
I realised it was a very old time sometime in 1700s. I was in Ireland. A male
life.
I had a humble wooden hut, some farmland
which was very small and i had two horses. There were civil wars happening, i
could sense disturbance and a lack of friendliness in everyone, everyone was
scared of being open to communication, many houses were raided and people were
being removed from their homes , their lands were confiscated , it was a time
of trouble . I knew i had a family but i was always so busy with other men
discussing the day today life as we were always alarmed ,armed and had to
protect the family.
Everyone had decided that i would be the
spokesperson of the area we lived so
that we could reach a compromise and settle the issue without any bloodshed. I
could see flashes of houses being on fire, killing & cruelty.
Next i saw was that I was in green fields
and there was a cliff where i was to meet a man from the other neighbouring
village and we were to negotiate and talk so that we could have peace amongst
our two villages and unite. I was waiting at the edge of the cliff overlooking
the sea wondering how beautiful it would have been to go back to old times when
everyone lived in peace. At this point i was unable to regress further ,
Dr.Vandana asked me to look from above, I realized that i was no more alive and
i was looking from above at myself being drowned in the sea.
I was pushed into the cold waters , it was
near sunset when i was pushed off the cliff and into the sea, I did not really
drown in the real sense as i was a good swimmer, the water was so cold that the
shock of cold water made my heart stop beating. I don’t know how can that death
be described but it was the shock of being pushed off the cliff combined the
freezing cold water that killed me.
I was finding difficulty to move above , i
had no strength and was feeling heavy . I had a very severe pain in my head ,
at the back of my head due to which i was finding difficulty in moving up.
Dr.Vandana helped me reach the white light and help me rest .
I
told Dr.Vnadana that my lesson was “never
to trust anyone”. I tried to recognize the person who had killed me and I
could see eyes who were very familiar , I knew who he was.
I also had seen that i had hit my head to
an edge of a stone or a part of the cliff while falling and i had got a head
injury due to which i had such a severe headache. I was going through too much
pain and agony, I saw the master light ,
had a brief blessing from the master light which helped me in resting and
getting relief .
Now that i think of the trust issue i have
had in my relationships i see it has always been very deep , there are many
more people who go through bad relations or have problems with friends but no
one had become so extremely cautious as i was. I had recognised the flaw in me
and this lesson was engraved on my soul
and since i had had similar issues in life i was very comfortable with it not
knowing this was causing some part of my loneliness. I am glad that i regressed
to this life as past life therapy helps you , re live and re experience all the
pain and trauma and then it releases the issue for good, once you identify an
issue in a past life session you release that pain and this therapy brings an
understanding that this was a matter of the past and it is not going to happen
again as a result we stop repeating our fear and we stop sending the universe
the wrong signals. Now I know that when
deep inside i believed no one is trustworthy and I can not trust too many
people i was continuously sending the wrong signal to the universe, i was not
actively talking about it but in any situation i would analyse people and
conclude that I could not trust and i kept on meeting those people .
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