A Past Life in Tibet
During a past life soul regression session (12/2024) I experienced a past life in Tibet as an street orphan living off of rotten food the vendors threw at me. A monk rescued me and brought me to the monastery where I lived the rest of my life. I could never become a monk because of my simple mind but my heart was filled with so much happiness and love as I assisted with daily chores at the monastery…
In the stillness of a regression, the veil thinned, and I found myself walking narrow streets in Tibet. I was a street orphan, small hands clutching scraps of food rescued from vendor’s refuse. The air was thin and the mountains silent.
One day, a monk named Moshi saw me. He took my hand, and in that moment, my life changed.
The monastery became my home. I could not join the brotherhood of the monks. My mind was too simple they said but my heart was full. I swept the courtyards, tended the lamps and felt love in every stone wall and morning prayer.
Then the day came when soldiers came riding. The monks ran to the great hall to pray. Moshi’s hand found mine again, pulling me into the sea of saffron robes. Over a hundred monks chanted, voices rising like incense. The soldiers entered and flame took the temple. We all crossed the spiritual threshold together.
In the spiritual realm I met Guyanyin, Bodhisattva of Loving Kindness. Her embrace was light and eternity. She showed me my life purpose and the thread that bound that Tibetan life to the one I live now.
Moshi, I learned walks with me still; she is dear friend of 38 years in this lifetime. In the months since that session, three people I have guided through regression were in that same Tibetan temple- Moshi and two Buddhist monks. We are rediscovering the bonds forged in fire; friendships spanning lifetimes.
The Past Life Soul Regression is never the same twice. But always, it is a doorway to truth, healing and the joy of remembering who we have always been.