Anxiety often appears without a clear cause — a tightness in the chest, a fear that seems larger than life, or a pattern that keeps repeating even when your present-day circumstances feel safe. Many people describe their anxiety as familiar , as if it comes from a place beyond this lifetime. Past Life Regression offers a powerful way to understand these deeper roots. By exploring the subconscious mind and the memories it holds — whether literal, symbolic, or emotional — clien

Frank came to me a week after his girlfriend’s session. He is always curious about his past lives. Frank was told by a fortune teller before when he was very young that he was a boy servant for a Goddess. In Asian Buddhist folklore, the Goddess is always accompanied by two children. He never really believed it but he always knew that he’s somehow different. Frank is an over-achiever. His dad passed away when he’s 13, from then on he knew he had to take responsibility for hims

During my decade long of practice on hypnosis, I was always amazed on how much hypnosis can be beneficial for our everyday lives. Occasionally, I even encountered some unusual cases to reveal the truth that was hard to uncover by any other means. Here’s a case that came to me not too long ago. For privacy purposes, I name the people involved in letters. L contacted me for her 15-year-old daughter M. L is a single Asian mother. Over the phone she’s a bit vague about what hap

She had a strong sense of fairness and justice, and she’s very compassionate towards women and kids. Although she couldn’t have kids of her own because of physical issues. She has been haunted by depression. Sometimes she couldn’t feel her body. She talked with her parents a lot. She said sometimes she cried after she talked to her parents over Wechat and they told her the same happened to them. They always took care of her attentively over everything during her whole childh

Chapter One: Doorways Sanza stood barefoot in the threshold between two rooms. The scent of warm water and soap drifted from the kitchen where her sister washed dishes, her dreadlocked hair tied back with a strip of soft cloth. Light filtered through the slats in the wooden window, casting golden bars across the clay floor. She had been here many times. Not as a guest, not quite as family. She floated on the edges of their lives—welcomed but never rooted. Her sister's son, a

In a dimension beyond our physical understanding, there exists a neutral temple, a place of rest and peace frequented by teachers and messengers. One such being, who we now know as Nally in her current life, often visits this sanctuary. This being has served as an ambassador of peace and a caretaker throughout many lifetimes. In one of these past incarnations, Nally found herself as an old wise bold guy in a desert landscape with a sky painted in hues of purple and pink. Tall