There are not many books that I’ve loved so much that I’ve read it more than once, but there was one. It was Many Lives Many Masters, by Dr Brian Weiss. It follows the amazing, true story between Dr Weiss and his client Catherine. You may have even seen him interviewed on Oprah last year?
Through his trained field of psychotherapy, Dr Weiss worked with Catherine to get to the bottom of her irrational fears and anxiety that were affecting her life.
Over a period of 8 years however, through hypnosis, she recalled past lives in vivid detail, and in time, Dr Weiss was forced to admit there was something going on that did not fall under his scientific umbrella.
Past lives, or reincarnation is something that many people find hard to believe, although for some reason I’ve always been a believer since as young as I can remember. It was this belief, and confirmation of my thoughts after reading this book, that lead me to seek Past Life therapy.
It was around the time of my 38th birthday when I went along to see Leslie, at The Adelaide Healing Energy Centre. She told me that “Past Life therapy can help recall past life events that may be having an effect on their present life and relationships, and bring a resolution to them.”
As with most therapies, I’m asked to lie down on a massage style table, and close my eyes. Leslie explained when I asked how it worked, “I’m a bit of a movie buff, so the way I get shown things, which are channeled from spirit to help during therapy, is I’ll see a scene in what looks like a movie, then I’ll tell you that scene and we’ll discuss it together.”
She tells me that she see’s me flying a plane. The plane is jerking around, and I am trying to calm the people in the back. Not passengers in the Boeing 747 sense, but a handful of people sitting loosely in the back. “It’s going to be alright!” I’m apparently saying, but she feels that I’m just trying to look in control. She feels strongly that I am very fearful at this point.
She see’s flashes of light in front of the plane, and says that I’m (as in me) am not sure if it’s gunfire or lightening, or possibly both. Clearly things aren’t good, and eventually she feels/see’s the plane goes down and hits the water.
She feels that I’ve died with enormous guilt, that I assured those aboard that things would be ok, and they were not. I was also the last one to die.
So, here’s the freaky part. I then share that my ‘issue’, fear, phobia – call it what you like – that I’d been battling with since I was a child, was a fear of flying!
My parents were divorced and I was forced to fly several times a year from a very young age in order to see my father. To my brother’s embarrassment and horror, I was first to grab the sick bag at take off, and it would take me hours after each flight before I’d calm down.
People would always say “you’ll grow out of it, love” but I never did. I grew out of the throwing up side of things, but my fear that we were going to die just got worse and worse. It was getting so bad of late that I was considering never flying again.
Leslie then shared that what happens with trauma’s from a past life, that are carried over in the subconscious into another life – is that once you reach the age at which the trauma or death happened in another, the fear of it happening again subsides. Subconsciously, the fear or the feeling of ‘being on alert’ passes, because nothing has happened, means the phobia disappears.
I had several flights not long after this therapy and I was still very afraid. However, I’m happy to say, that two years on, I still get scared, but it is nothing like it used to be.