Past Lives, Future Healing: A psychic reveals how you can heal the present through exploring your past lives by Sylvia Browne & Lindsay Harrison

Past Lives, Future Healing: A psychic reveals how you can heal the present through exploring your past lives by Sylvia Browne & Lindsay Harrison

Author:Sylvia Browne & Lindsay Harrison [Browne, Sylvia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781405515894
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2012-04-19T00:00:00+00:00


Jay

Age Eight

• Hyperactivity

• Breathing Problems

I LOVE WORKING WITH CHILDREN, and they make wonderful regression subjects. Many of them—and I do mean many of them—still have conscious memories of their past lives and will happily tell you about them if you receptively ask a casual, “Who were you before this?” Fresh from The Other Side as they are, they haven’t learned yet that there’s anything inappropriate about discussing past lives, let alone that there are people who don’t believe past lives even exist. As soon as they’re able to communicate complete thoughts, they can tell us volumes about where they’ve been, what they’ve been through, who was with them, and what The Other Side is like. We’re fools if we ignore them or dismiss their stories as silly nonsense. And before they’re able to talk, we can help them enormously, especially when they’re asleep and their ageless spirit minds are wide awake, by whispering to them to release any pain and negativity from past lives into the white light of the Holy Spirit.

When Jay’s pediatrician referred him to me, he told me he couldn’t find any physiological reasons for Jay’s hyperactivity or for his breathing problems. Jay was an especially bright, sweet, good-natured child whose difficulties were causing him night terrors, panic attacks, and a lot of focus and discipline problems in school. The pediatrician had run out of tests, child psychologists, medication, and advice trying to help. He didn’t use the words “last resort” about calling me, but we were good enough friends that it wouldn’t have offended me if he had, as long as he got around to picking up the phone.

He was right, Jay was unbelievably likable, sweet and bright and inquisitive, with a great sense of humor. He was interested in everything in my office, especially some pictures of my grandchildren, which fascinated him. He wanted to know everything about them because, he informed me as if he were an old-timer talking to a contemporary, “I enjoy children, don’t you?” Of far more significance, I asked him if he’s happy. His answer was “I want to be.” You can’t ask for a more receptive subject than that, and it showed in the unquestioning ease with which he went “under.” I told him I’d like him to go back and find the point of entry for his problems and smiled when he answered, simply and helpfully, “I will.”

Immediately he began telling me about a life in South Carolina. He was a man, married to a “big woman named Anna, who’s very nice.” They had twelve children, and Jay remembered working hard taking care of horses on a ranch down the road from his house. He loved his children and enjoyed their noisy, active, playful company, especially when they all had supper together every night and went to church together every Sunday. But then one day Jay was called away to fight in “the war.” He was sad to leave his family and their simple life and scared that he might never see his home again.



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