A Reunion of Kindred Souls: A Heartfelt Story of How Past Life Siblings Reconnected

This article was written with passion by hand, not AI.

What occurs when two kindred souls are separated by tragic events beyond their control?

Driven by an unquenchable longing, they seek each other across the expanse of space and time.

As fate would have it, here in Singapore, they were brought together once again after what felt like an eternity apart.

The Unusual Encounter

Years ago, Aizat crossed paths with Tiên, a Vietnamese lady with a young daughter named Linh.

From their first meeting, Aizat noticed Linh’s unusual affinity to him. “She clings to me like superglue,” Aizat exclaimed. Her mother found this behaviour peculiar, as Linh was typically reserved around strangers and even her own father. This strange attraction eventually drew Aizat and Tiên closer.

Aizat, sensing a possible past life connection with Linh, sought my assistance to delve deeper.

Regression to the Past Life

During the past life regression session, Aizat experienced vivid imagery. As he descended from the cloud (a method used to access a past life), he found himself on a vast grassy plain.

In this past life, Aizat appeared as a lean, dark-skinned boy dressed in a black t-shirt and brown shorts, walking barefoot. He held a few prized marbles that he had unearthed from the dirt.

Eugene: Are you looking for someone else?

Aizat: No. It's like I'm wandering about in the village. Maybe I'm just playing, running around.

Aizat was puzzled at what he was seeing and this is normal. The trance at the start of any hypnotherapy or past life regression session is light and impressions don’t come readily.

E: Let's see where you run to next.

Walking along a dirt path, he saw a few villagers cycling past him. It was clear he was in a rural part of 20th century Asia, though the exact location remained uncertain.

A: I see this old lady who is speaking to me in a language I don't understand. I think she's speaking Vietnamese, though. I don't know what she's saying now. It feels like she's saying gibberish, but I think I know what she's talking about.

E: What is she telling you? What's the impression that she's giving you?

A: Yeah. Asked me to go home.

E: And you listen to her?

A: I sort of yell, “I’m going home now.”

For now, let’s name his past life personality Hải.

The Village

Hải arrives in a remote village nestled among paddy fields. The homes resemble simple huts, and the area appears rather primitive.

A: I'm kind of making my way through the streets.

E: Is it a very big village?

A: Doesn't feel that big. It feels like there are some hills before me.

E: Get to your village.

A: The village is on a hill.

A: I feel like I'm standing on a ridge. It sort of overlooks the bigger city.

Hải returns to a home that resembles a hut. A younger girl, whom he senses was his sister, is inside.

A: Immediately when I came home, she straight away runs to me. And then she wants to show me something.

E: What does she show you?

A: She's playing with some beads to make the necklace or something. And I think that's why I'm holding the marble, so I can give them to her. So she can use it.

A: It's like I found something. So I went to collect and then give it to her for her creations or something.

E: Does she accept it?

A: Yeah.

E: So watch her. What does she do with the marbles?

A: She asked me where I found it.

E: Where do you find it?

A: I told her I just picked it off in the grass somewhere. And she gave me a confused, like, she asked me, why would the thing be in the grass? Then I said, I don't know.

E: This is a very innocent question to ask. So what happens next? Does she use the marbles for her creation?

A: I feel like because we don't have toys, that's why we play with all these random things.

E: Makes complete sense because in a village like that, in a rural area, there is no access to toys. This is the best you can get.

E: How would you describe her features?

A: Quite cute.

Siblings Dearest

Aizat observed that the siblings spent considerable time together and relished each other’s company. Hải held a special place in his sister’s heart, as they had only each other for playmates while their mother was consistently preoccupied with work.

A: I feel like we are quite close and we just play with a lot of random things on a day to day basis. Whenever they could escape the confines of home, they would take off. Hải’s sister was particularly lively and rowdy, enjoying rough play with her brother.

A: I see us playing, catching, and she like to push me around, like physically.

E: You let her?

A: Yeah, she's like quite rough and tumble.

Aizat’s face wore a gentle smile as he recalled the joy of playing with his beloved sister.

Emotions often reveal a deep connection to past life experiences. If the session were merely a flight of fantasy, it would likely lack the emotional depth observed.

Given the close bond between Hải and his sister, I decided to delve further into their relationship.

E: What else explains this close relationship to your sister? What else do you do with her? Maybe go to the most enjoyable moment that you have with her.

A: We are swimming, but this time she's a lot older. She's like twelve or something. We are swimming in some lake or something. We were having a lot of fun. Mum's not around, so we just went to explore.

A Bag Full of Sorrows

Hải is now sixteen, carrying a bag filled with his belongings and his deepest sorrows.

Today marked the day he would say farewell to his family. The expressions on his mother and sister’s faces conveyed the devastation and sadness they felt, knowing this might be their final farewell.

A: My sister was crying and hugging. My mum was crying, but she was more stoic because she feels like this is something I need to do also.

As the sorrow welled up, he fought back tears, striving to appear strong for his family.

A: I was sad but I wasn't crying. Because I feel I need to show them that I'm stronger. Because of the other villagers there, if I cry before going to army, it's not good.

The local government had mandated the conscription of all able-bodied men to serve in the army to defend the nation. Hải was no exception. After saying his goodbyes, he cycled away. Without transport to pick him up, he and the other conscripts assembled at a designated spot to await an army truck.

Awaiting Orders

A: I'm in the army. It feels very tense. And I'm wearing army uniform.

Hải stands in formation along with other foot soldiers in an army camp, awaiting instructions. A deep sorrow grips him as he reflects on leaving his family behind, knowing that the army may be sending him to face death.

The camp is located in a forest clearing, seemingly isolated from the rest of the world. The scene is monotonous: soldiers in drab green fatigues march to and fro with their platoons, while commanders bark orders.

The men alongside Hải are likely from his platoon, though he has yet to become familiar with them. They are not from the same village. It feels as though the assignment to various platoons was random and impersonal.

Sentry in the Jungle

As the scene shifted, Hải found himself aboard a jeep with fellow soldiers, navigating through dense jungle. Clutching a rifle, he felt an overwhelming sense of fear.

A: We are gonna be deployed somewhere and then we just have to guard that place.

E: Look at the platoon mates. How are their features? Do you see any insignia on the uniform? Try to observe the details.

A: Definitely there's some hints of red.

E: What are the expressions of the soldiers beside you?

A: They are smoking. Some of them are talking, some even shouting. But I'm just sitting there quietly.

Upon disembarking from the jeep, the platoon marched to their designated post, where a watchtower stood. Hải’s duty was to serve as a sentry around this structure. A deep sense of homesickness began to gnaw at him.

His thoughts were abruptly drawn to the marble he had discovered in his childhood.

A: I'm holding the same marble that I had when I was a kid.

E: You brought it with you?

A: Yeah. Like a totem.

E: Why do you decide to bring this? I mean, there must be some significance to the marble.

A: It reminds me of home.

E: Of anyone in particular?

A: My sister. I'm feeling sad.

E: What happens to you? Why are you feeling the sadness?

A: I feel I didn't get to see her grow up. And I don't know what's gonna happen to her and my mom.

Aizat sobbed as he reconnected with the emotions from his past life personality.

Silence Shattered

The jungle’s tranquility shattered as the first shots of gunfire erupted through the air.

E: Where are you shooting from?

A: Looks like some trenches in the forest.

E: So you're deep in a trench aiming at the enemy and shooting.

A: Yeah. It's the angmohs (Singaporean term for caucasians) and the Americans.

The Americans had launched an assault on his position. At that moment, it became clear this was the brutal Vietnam War, which had torn the nation into two warring factions.

As the battle raged, Hải witnessed his comrades falling one by one. Overcome with panic, he deserted his platoon, seeking refuge far away from the imminent danger.

A: I found a clearing outside the forest, and it was overlooking a cliff. And I see the view of the same city that I saw when I was a kid.

E: So you're close by? Close to home?

A: I don't think so. I think this is on the other side of the country, but it's overlooking the same city. It's probably on another hill or another mountain.

E: So what are you doing there?

A: I managed to find an area outside where I hide, where I just stayed in hiding and the enemy couldn't see me.

A wave of guilt washed over him for abandoning his comrades. He chided himself for his cowardice and resolved to return to the battle zone.

E: What do you decide to do next?

A: I told myself I had no choice. I have to go back in.

E: Do you?

A: Yep.

The End

As Hải made his way back to the heart of the battle, he took the lives of several enemies. In his final moments, he was overpowered by an adversary who pinned him to the ground with a boot pressing against his left bicep.

During this recollection, Aizat experienced a distinct sensation of pain in his left bicep. When an individual is deeply associated with a past life, they often relive not just the emotions but also the physical sensations of that former existence. This provided further evidence of his strong connection with the past life and its experiences.

Defenceless and without a weapon, Hải met his end with a bullet to the chest. Aizat later revealed a birthmark precisely at the spot where the bullet had pierced his chest.

Life Between Lives

When I conduct past life sessions, I always do it with therapy in mind, focusing on healing the client. Hence, I guide them to the bardo—a concept of Tibetan origin—or the place of overview.

This is a space where souls linger for a number of earthly days, typically odd-numbered, to review their lives and bid their loved ones goodbye. Several past life regression therapists have stumbled upon and independently confirmed this phenomenon. Interestingly, Asian cultures also observe a wake lasting 3 or 5 days after death, during which rituals inform the deceased of their passing and encourage them to move on.

Aizat discovers during the life review that Hải’s brief life was marked predominantly by the joys of childhood. Otherwise, there was nothing notable about that past life. His family consisted only of his mother and sister, with his father absent for reasons unknown. He recounts that he was not particularly close to his mother.

A: I feel like my relation with my mum also not that good. Because (the impressions of his mom) it's just a blur. Like during my life, I don't remember (much about mom). I remember I need to take care of her (his sister). Because she was busy needing to put food on the table, she didn't really spend that much time with me and my sister. So I think that's why when I would run away from home to go and explore, nobody really cared.

In the bardo, I also inquired about the purpose behind Hải’s brief and tragic life.

A: Something along the lines of, do your best to the people who matter.

E: Do your best to the people who matter?

A: I feel like there's a part of me that regrets. There was that moment where. There was that moment during the battle where I found a clearing, right?

E: Yeah.

A: And I look at that. That cliff, I could have just stayed there and hide. Maybe if I just stayed there and just remain hidden and not let my ego tell me that I need to go back in and kill. If I had just done that, maybe I would have survived. I would have survived that battle. Maybe I would have gotten to go home. That feeling of, like, I made the wrong move to fight for people who don't really give a shit, to fight for my country, that didn't really give anything back, you know? But the only people who matter were my sister and my family. And even though I didn't really have a choice, but I feel like because I was what I thought was courageous turned out to be my fatal mistake. Like you died for a country that doesn't matter, but you left your sister who actually mattered.

The session was progressing well, and Aizat was receiving vivid images. To bring peace to the soul, it is beneficial for it to witness the aftermath of death.

E: You're able to look at what happens to your family after you leave. Just imagine going back to your village in spirit form and you're watching them from a bird's eye view. You'll be able to see everything that happens after you left all the island. Just watch. How do your sister and your mom live their lives after you're gone?

A: She got married. And then after that, my mom died of old age.

E: And your sister lived a good life?

A: I think she did. Because I saw she had kids; three or four kids.

E: Big family.

A: I could sense that she would tell her kids that she had a brother who died in war, but as far as I'm concerned, that's my only legacy that, I went to war to fight and I died. The only news they had was I died. Then maybe my personal belongings were given (to his family), but I think the marble that I took with her may have been left with my body.

E: Yes.

A: So maybe they took my tags and maybe my gun and all this. The things that were sentimental were just left there, which is very, very strange because now, the marble is left there. I found that marble randomly in the grass. So maybe somebody else might randomly find this marble in the middle of the forest. It comes full circle.

In the following part, I invite characters from the past life as needed for a dialogue with the past life personality. Hypnotherapists refer to this as hypnodrama, a method not based in reality but effective in concluding the past life chapter and resolving karmic ties between present day Aizat and past life Hải and his family.

It was a tearful reunion between the family who were painfully torn apart by the ravages of the Vietnam War.

As the eyes of a person are the windows to their soul, I asked him to gently gaze into the eyes of his sister, hoping to identify her in Aizat’s life today. In my mind, I was almost certain she was Linh but a therapist never assumes.

A: I'm quite sure that my sister is... Feels like Linh. The word that came up to me was the energy signature.

E: What about the energy signature?

A: It's very similar.

In fact, Aizat had sensed this connection from the beginning of the past life regression session.

A: When I first came to the scene inside that house, I already know that. I think that's Linh.

E: You already know?

A: Yeah. Because the way she approached me just feels like that.

Against all odds, the two kindred souls have reunited.

When asked if there was a promise made by his sister to reconnect, she playfully quipped, “I’m not done playing with you.”

The Web of Incredible Synchronicities

Aizat’s chest birthmark stands as a compelling testament to his past life as Hải,. It’s one of the many details that lend credence to his past life.

Aizat and Tiên were born in entirely different countries, with the odds of their meeting being virtually zero. Yet, serendipity played a crucial role in their eventual encounter. In fact, they almost didn’t meet.

Tiên’s ex-husband had sought employment abroad and Singapore wasn’t on their list. However, circumstances led them to Singapore. Once there, Tiên intended to join a club where Aizat was a member. Despite her attempts to contact various branches across the island, only Aizat’s branch responded. Her first experience with the club left her unimpressed except for Aizat’s impeccable performance.

Despite a myriad of cultural differences in their relationship checklist, Aizat and Tiên felt an undeniable pull towards one another.

Further strengthening the link between their lives is the striking resemblance between Linh and Hải’s sister. According to the Hindu Vedas, our past life’s karma (the results of our actions) and samskara (our desires and habits) shape our current existence. Similarly, childhood experiences forge the adult we become. Linh’s being “superglued” to Aizat, her playful disruptions, and her rowdiness mirror the behaviour of Hải’s sister. This persona was reserved solely for Aizat. Around others she was typically shy and quiet. As if this wasn’t convincing enough, Aizat shared that stringing beads together to make necklaces was one of her favourite activities.

Aizat also mentioned that since young, he’s had a special affinity for Vietnam, having visited the country multiple times. Coincidentally (or maybe not), during our session, his family was vacationing in Vietnam. To add to the strangeness, that very morning, I had been researching places to visit in Vietnam for my upcoming trip.

And as I prepared to meet Aizat that day, I noticed a bottle of marbles on my floor, left behind by my children, which I had placed on my desk just before leaving home.

In Conclusion

I hold a deep admiration for the works of Dolores Cannon, Morris Netherton, and Michael Newton. They masterfully weave their clients’ past life regression stories into a web of intricate tales. They read like a fantasy novel, except they embody a modicum of truth. The details of their sessions are occasionally verifiable.

Reading their books offers a journey through the cosmos, across space and time, but nothing compares to the experience of listening to a client’s past life story as a past life regression therapist. The experience is nothing short of mind-bending.

I am deeply grateful for the opportunity to witness and share this past life narrative, and I thank my client for allowing me to present his story to the world.

 

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