World of Light

World of Light

By Iwona Röpcke, Certified LBL Hypnotherapist, Poland & Germany

 

… Until a few years ago, I did not know that there is anything like past life regressions. When I read the book of Ursula Demarmels “Who was I in my past life?” in the beginning of 2014, I knew from the first few pages in the descriptions of the afterlife: I want to go there! But also: I was there! I then devoured the books of Michael Newton. For me it was clear, I had to take part in a past life regression! In Iwona Roepcke, I have found a therapist who understands me and leads me emotionally well. She put her questions so I am challenged and in the way I “need” to hear them. I am still fascinated by what I have experienced and am grateful that I was able to experience all of this.”

Karin G. learned from a couple of LBL sessions all about her life and her past lives. As a result of these sessions, she has become more open and joyful. She created a book (223 pages) from the sessions for herself. Her book contains this story Takiyomara with all the transcribed parts from her LBL sessions. Whenever she would like to study parts of the sessions or is she is in need of advice, her book is there with her all the time and she finds this invaluable. Instead of listening to her recordings of her sessions, she can open up the book and find the guidance and support for whatever happens in that particular moment in her life.

The special thing is, she gains deeper and deeper insights and confidence from reading the book each time she does so. The story Takiyomara  has fascinated her, because there were parallels to her current life. She tells me this with great astonishment. This past lifetime as Takiyomara is also a confirmation for the authenticity of her LBL experiences. She also finds support from reading about the advice given by the Council of Elders and from insights from other station stops in her LBL.

From the LBL session:

Takiyomara was a woman who lived in the Mongolian steppe. She was a self-confident, fearless woman, happy, responsible, loving and mindful of the welfare of others. The entire family group, maybe 15 people, lived in a close community. All of them were very loving and careful towards each other. There was great love towards fellow humans. They lived in a few, very spacious, large huts together.  The next huts were a bit further away. They never moved, they lived there with their family all their life. They had animals that were housed offside. Amongst other animals, also were black animals, which had a very short smooth coat. These animals were, robust, strong and good-natured animals. They were work animals, not very large. The family also traded with these animals, they were exchanged for goods.

It was a vast land, no mountains, wide, yellow, dusty land. Due to the very slow dusk, it cooled down slowly and before the pitch-black, cold night came in, there was a very long time in the dusk, semi-darkness.

The family lived to survive, each one was there for the other. Takiyomara had learned well from her father, how to trade and bargain. They often went together to the market and achieved good results. She was not so much a domestic type. Even though she sometimes cooked the food, she was more interested in other things, like exploring remote areas, to search for water there.

The dying scene: Takiyomara was lying on a plank bed outside the house next to the fireplace in the direction of the wind. She was a little older, but not very old, she was ill, could not move and walk properly. They had put something in the fire, several black roots or pieces of wood or something from the ground. These things were relatively common in this area. Not too far away, they were “mined” with tools and made into this flat shape. They were used when needed, when someone was ready to die. It should take away the pain, to daze them, shorten their suffering.

All family members were there with Takiyomara, standing or sitting around her and taking great care of her. When the wind turned or swirled and the dense, biting, black smoke seized the others, they flew away as fast as lightning so they didn’t have to inhale the smoke. The smoke was only for the dying, in addition to the described effect, it otherwise caused irreparable damage for the brain. Takiyomara died in the evening, at the beginning of dusk. After she died, water was thrown on the fire and all family members sat around her, caressing her, staying for a long time in the dusk and at night beside her.

Therapist (T): Where are you in relation to the body

Client (C): … (starts to cough heavily) …

T: which you have left now? How does it look? Where is the body lying or sitting?

C:  Am I already outside? (Shortness of breath). Smoke is there. In front of the hut … smoke. The wind has turned and I smell the smoke …. (breathes hard) I’m lying there. Outside.

T: What clothes do you wear?

C: It’s like … long capes, … yes, … wide trousers and a wide cloak. It is dark. Pretty dark already. So … not night, but dusk.

T: And you are lying there alone?

C: No, no, no! There are all, all, all there too.

T: And you lie there. You see yourself from above?

C: No, I’m still lying there.

T: I understand, you are still there. And do you communicate with the others who are around you?

C: Little.

T: Little. Do you know that you will soon leave your life behind?

C: Mmm. Well, … that biting smoke, that is what I feel. (shortness of breath)

T: What is it good for, this smoke, what is the purpose of it. Is that a ritual? Is that supposed to help you?

C: (astonished): It smells different, it smells different than usual, there is something else in it!

T: Oh.

C: It irritates. Yes, yes, it irritates. Yes, I believe they have it because of me … there is more smoke, this is not such a normal fire, but a smoky one, a smoky fire … there is something in it.

T: Something special?

C: Yes! Something that should fog me, I believe.

T: Are you hurt or ill?

C: No. I am somehow old. Yes, and I can’t move properly anymore … that smoke is, I believe, something that makes you not feel yourself so much anymore. This should help to take the pain away. Yes, something like that. Exactly! That’s why the others are not standing next to me, so that they do not smell, do not inhale. When the wind turns, they come back to me. They are caring towards me.

T: That’s so nice.

C: Yes, that feels good, that they are … Yes, but we’ve always lived this way, that we are there for each other and take care of each other and make it enjoyable for the other, that’s really good.

I cannot move properly. I’m ... (breathing deeply) ... Can’t walk anymore, I have kind of … fat … joints … kind of like that, yes. And long … I have a long braid, braided. …

T: You have left the body. What’s happening now?

C: Mmm … I’m above the body and observe it.

T: What are the others doing? Can you say goodbye to them?

C: (astonished) they pour water on … that … fire! On the smoke. Then they come to me … Exactly! When it stops, the smoke … They caress me. They stand around me, sit, squat. That means they are around me. Now I’m further up, yes …

T: Now I have a question from the perspective of the soul. What did you experience in this life, did you reach your goals? What connection does this life have with your present life?

C: I felt community … it was a purpose community, but a happy … loving community. Because we did everything together and shared everything and … I experienced a lot of love … and also gave love and … we all helped each other!

All together Karin found more peace within herself and she now feels more loved and supported. She learned this love in the community from the memory of the past life as Takiyomara.

[Editor’s note] Karin’s story has been included for a particular reason. So many times over the years we have seen people document their stories either for their own reflection or to have them published. This is becoming a growing trend as more people are inspired. The ripple effect of these incredible journeys, follows Michael’s wonderful example of sharing cases in order to bring more people to understand what LBL offers. This journal too, is part of that intention as we increase the awareness of what we do. ♥

Iwona Röpcke is a Certified LBL Hypnotherapist practicing in Bremen, Germany, and Kraków, Poland

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