Past Life work is my passion. Over the years I have come to appreciate just how powerful this healing process can be, and I am constantly amazed at the wisdom, insights and understanding that are opened up for the client as a result of their journey.
This summary tells of a lady who wanted to experience a past life regression “out of interest”. While I do not normally encourage what I call “recreational regression”, I had a feeling that this particular client would benefit from the process – and so it was.
In regression, she went back to Egyptian times. She was a man of Indian origin who had moved to Egypt with his mother, and he had chosen to become a tax collector because that gave him power, status and money. As well as his robes of office, he held a short rod with “ribbons” to demonstrate his position.
When we “parachuted in” on his life, he was getting old, and had come to the realisation that although he had the things he so craved when he was a young man – power, status and money – he had no wife, no family and no friends. When I asked if he had any messages for the person in the current incarnation, he said, “yes, always take care of your money, look after it well, don’t spend any more than you have to – but beware that it does not make you unhappy.”
I took the message, and prepared to take my leave, thanking him for his time and his communication. Just as I was leaving him, “he” – the person on the bed – started sobbing helplessly, loudly, from the depths of their soul. I asked what was the matter and, when the tears subsided, the real story emerged:
One of his regular tasks was to collect the rents from the stall-holders at the local market. Those who could not or would not pay would be beaten in public as punishment. His old mother had a stall at the market selling vegetables, and so he had to collect rent from her too. One day, his mother explained that she had not sold enough vegetables to pay the rent. He had beaten her, as he was required to do, but she was a frail old lady, and she had died. He was confused, upset, distraught. On the one hand, as a tax collector, he had merely been doing his job, and it was not his fault that she could not pay, she had to be punished. On the other hand, as a son, he had killed his own mother, and he deeply regretted that he let the arrogance of the tax collector over-rule the compassion of the son. He desperately wanted to make amends, to say sorry, to have closure with his mother.
This involved another process, to find the spirit of his mother, which we did, and to bring them together. There were more tears, this time of joy, as the two were re-united and mother forgave son.
At the end of the session, when the lady client was back in present time, the first thing she said was, “that explains why my mother and I always argue about money!” She explained that the relationship with her mother had always been difficult, and money was invariably the trigger for rows, with the daughter (the client) accusing the mother of spending too much money on frivolous items. The client explained that she had often told her mother, “if you’re not careful, when you’re old, you won’t have any money to pay for the essential things in life, not even your rent!”
And a few weeks later she called me to say that, as if by magic, a cloud had lifted and her relationship with her mother was far more loving, not so tense, and money no longer seemed to be an issue.