My journey to becoming a past life regression therapist - Part 4 (My first experience of past life and conclusion of the workshop)

This post covers my first experience of a past life and winding up of the PLRT workshop.

Afternoon of Day 5 of the workshop

Those who had completed their sessions were at the restaurant having lunch. I joined one of the groups, where people were taking turns narrating their experiences—either as therapists or as clients who had explored past lives. I mentioned that I had not been successful in being regressed. Seema, one of the participants seated with us, offered to conduct a session for me. The previous day she had regressed another participant, who saw herself as a disciple of Pythagoras. That gave me confidence in Seema’s ability. We finished lunch quickly and rushed back to the hall. The regressions were conducted on yoga mats laid out in the room, with soft relaxation music playing and dim lights creating a calming atmosphere. We had just over an hour before Venu was scheduled to begin the wrap-up session.

Seema began the session using progressive relaxation. The question I sought to answer was: “What knowledge or skill do I carry forward from a previous life that I can use in the present life for spiritual advancement?” Initially, there were no visions or sensations. Seema patiently tried different techniques taught by Venu, and then suddenly I saw stone steps leading to an elevated stone platform with pillars and a roof. I saw myself seated there, teaching a group of students. I was dressed in a dhoti-like attire, with a cloth draped across my back and shoulders, and I wore the sacred thread traditionally worn by Brahmins. Around fifteen to twenty students sat with straight backs, reciting in unison. When Seema asked what I was teaching, I replied, “Shastras.” The time felt like the 8th century, somewhere in northern India.

I sensed Venu approaching and asking Seema to wrap up the session. She guided me forward to the time of death. I felt nervous, but visions appeared as though fast-forwarded—students entering and leaving rapidly. Then I saw an old man lying on a mat, with a lamp burning near his head. I realized the old man was me, and I had died peacefully, likely at night. Seema asked how I felt about that life. I said I felt satisfied—it had been a peaceful existence. When she asked what lesson I carried from that life, the message was clear: “Continue to share knowledge.” Seema then brought me back, and we briefly discussed the session before Venu began the Q&A.

Teaching has always been something I cherished since my college days. Learning came easily to me, thanks to the guidance of selfless teachers. I often helped friends who struggled with concepts, and they would joke that I should replace the lecturers. This continued during my Chartered Accountancy studies. While preparing for my final exams, I taught intermediate students—not for money, but to share knowledge. I loved simplifying complex subjects.

After this regression, my passion for teaching made sense. Even until two years ago, alongside my corporate job, I taught students pursuing professional courses like Chartered Accountancy and Management Accountancy. What surprised me most during the session was using the word Shastras—a term I rarely use. Normally, I speak of Vedas, slokas, or scriptures, but not Shastras. The word encompasses the Vedas, Vedangas (including astrology and astronomy), epics like the Ramayana and Mahabharata, the Puranas, and the Upanishads. I have always felt a strong urge to study the Vedas, though I have not yet found proper guidance. Since childhood, I have loved the Ramayana and Mahabharata, reading them in various versions, along with stories from the Puranas and Upanishads. I even completed a three-year course in Vedic astrology. Despite missing some weekend classes, I consistently ranked among the top five in exams, with relatively little effort compared to others. After the session, I understood why astrology appealed to me and why I grasped its concepts so easily.

The lesson “Continue to share knowledge” resonated deeply. I had always lived by it. In college, as a topper, I often helped classmates and even close competitors. Friends warned me that helping rivals might cost me the top spot, but I would reply, “If I don’t help them, someone else will. At least if I help, I’ll feel good knowing they succeeded with my support.” I never felt insecure about sharing knowledge. This principle guided me to start my website, dedicated to sharing knowledge that I believe is spiritual and relevant.

The final session of the workshop was a Q&A, where Venu addressed participants’ doubts. He emphasized professional ethics—charging fairly for time, respecting clients’ decisions, avoiding judgment, practicing patience, and maintaining confidentiality. He also shared materials for our practice. In the last hour, seniors from earlier batches joined us to share their experiences as therapists. We received certificates of participation, with the opportunity to become certified therapists if we submitted assignments within the next couple of months. The assignment required regressing three clients and documenting the sessions, which Venu and his team—including certified seniors—would review.

Finally, Venu revealed the surprise he had promised on the first day: the release of his new book, containing key past life regressions he had conducted. We celebrated with cake, and the book was aptly titled Why Me?

The Aster batch workshop came to an end. Some participants left early for flights, while most of us felt saddened by the parting. Over five days, we had bonded like family, as though we had known each other for years. I thanked Venu and his wife Neha for sharing such profound knowledge, Seema for ensuring I experienced a past life, and my first client for trusting me with her regression. Some participants left disappointed at not experiencing a past life, though many of them later became exceptional therapists. After bidding farewell, I headed home.

On the way back, doubts crept in. Had I imagined my past life experience? I remembered everything clearly and was aware of my surroundings. I had always believed trance meant unconsciousness, yet I was fully conscious. But Venu had explained that trance is heightened awareness. Besides, why would I imagine myself as a teacher, or use the word Shastras, which is not part of my usual vocabulary? How could I have received such a clear message—“Continue to share knowledge”—if it were fabricated? Reflecting on these questions, I realized there was no reason to doubt the experience. I could not have made it up.

I was now eager to conduct a session for someone with medical issues and witness the outcome—whether healing would occur. As Venu had said during the workshop, “The proof of pudding is in the eating; the proof of past life regression is in the healing."

To be continued in Part 5...

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