Value of "Mother" - Part 1
This post is about a PLR therapy session of a person who had lost his mother early in life. Having good parents to guide us in our life is a privilege that we children take for granted. The sacrifices that they make for us (their children) definitely entitle them to time, love and affection in their old age. I hope this session is an eye opener for all the children who take their parents for granted.
Mahesh (name changed), a computer engineer, in his early thirties, reached out to me in January, 2019. He had heard about me having learnt the PLR therapy and wanted to undergo a session to address some of the issues he was having. It was initial days for me as a PLR therapist and I was not sure if I could handle all the questions that may come from someone with a science background. I asked him to meditate for at least a month before we could have the session. After a month, he called again to say he has been meditating regularly and is keen to undergo a session at the earliest. We fixed the date for the session and it was a Sunday in the month of February 2019. He arrived at the scheduled time.
I asked him to go back to the time when the husband was around. And he said, “I am with my husband very happy.” Then he just went back to his death. He said, “They are burying me in a coffin.” I asked, “How do you feel?” “Life is miserable. I took care of everything, but was not taken care off. My husband died young.”
We have separated, left my father’s house. My grandmother stays there.”
The next session, that happened eight months later in first week of January 2020, was to unravel the entire plot. Please do take time off to read 'Value of Mother - Part 2' which is a continuation of this and the most beautiful session I have experienced. The relationship between Karma and its fruits is quite complex for a human mind to understand.
Mahesh (name changed), a computer engineer, in his early thirties, reached out to me in January, 2019. He had heard about me having learnt the PLR therapy and wanted to undergo a session to address some of the issues he was having. It was initial days for me as a PLR therapist and I was not sure if I could handle all the questions that may come from someone with a science background. I asked him to meditate for at least a month before we could have the session. After a month, he called again to say he has been meditating regularly and is keen to undergo a session at the earliest. We fixed the date for the session and it was a Sunday in the month of February 2019. He arrived at the scheduled time.
After brief introductions we got down to the serious talk. Mahesh had lost his mother at the age of 8. He
was the only child and had felt very lonely all through. Though, his father gave him all the love, he
felt lonely. The feeling of loneliness
continued even after he was married and blessed with a child. The question as to why his mother left him
always bothered him. Her early death
bothered him every day. He also suffered
from severe migraine attacks. The
attacks had started when he was pursuing his engineering degree. He seemed to have other fears and issues, but
the priority for this session was first to understand why his mother died early
and he was also keen to solve the headache issue.
He mentioned
that he had been meditating regularly and during morning meditation on the day of the session, he had seen images of his mother. We started with the introductions at about 10.30 in the morning. It was noon by the
time we finished with the discussions about him and the process of PLR therapy. He had read about PLR and this made things easier. I started with progressive relaxation. After around 20 mins, as I was in the middle
of the relaxation process, he suddenly said, “I see my mother. She loves me.
I see our quarters (the residential units for the employees of the
company where his mother worked and where he stayed during his childhood).” I did not want to interrupt him, and he
continued, “She is wearing a ‘maxi’ (long gown worn by women in India) – dark
blue and roaming around”. I asked him,
“How do you feel?” trying to keep pace with him, and he replied, “Happy”.
I asked him
to go back in time to the root when his relationship with his mother
started. He said “I see toes –
small. I am a girl, wearing a
frock.” I asked him if it was this life. He said not this life.
I asked,
“What are you doing?”
He replied,
“Playing near the sea.” “I am
beautiful.”
I enquired,
“How old are you?”
“4-5
years. Playing in the sand,” he replied.
I asked him
to see who was around and who was accompanying him. He said don’t know and said there were people
there on the beach. I asked him to go to
the dinner time. Eating is something we
all do. So, generally as therapist, we
take the clients to the time of lunch or dinner, so that we can understand the
other people associated with the client.
He saw a
big table and they were having dinner.
The father was sitting at the head of the table. He said, “It does not look like India.”
I asked,
“How many people are there?”
“6-7, it is
long table.” I asked him if he saw his
mother from this life around. He said
“No.” I asked him to move to a
significant event in that life.
He moved
forward, “I am old. 80+ around 87
holding a stick. I am still in the big
house. I see my current Dad’s picture
coming again and again. My children are
grown up and around me.” I did not pay much attention to him seeing his Dad’s picture.
We may need to explore that in another session as we did not do it in
this session.
I asked,
“How many children do you have?”
“Two sons and one daughter.” I checked if there was any
significant event happening. He said
“No.”
I asked him
to move forward to the time of his death.
“They are burying me. I am
dead. They have put me in a coffin.”
I asked,
“How did you die?”
“Illness…Vomited
blood…I was very old around 90…I died after few days,” he replied.
I asked,
“How do you feel?”
“Life was
fantastic. Enjoyed it thoroughly,” he
said confidently.
I asked,
“Any regrets?”
He said,
“Suffered from children.”
I asked,
“Why do you say that?”
He said
with a unhappy tone, “They don’t take care of me. Missed my husband.”
I asked him to go back to the time when the husband was around. And he said, “I am with my husband very happy.” Then he just went back to his death. He said, “They are burying me in a coffin.” I asked, “How do you feel?” “Life is miserable. I took care of everything, but was not taken care off. My husband died young.”
I asked, “How
old was your husband?”
He replied,
“40.”
I asked,
“How old were your children?”
He replied,
“8, 10, 15. I raised them. It was hard for me to raise them.”
I asked, “How
old were you when your husband died?”
He said, “35…37”
I asked,
“What do you carry forward from that life?”
He said,
“Feel scared of getting old.”
He was then
floating and was seeing the white light.
I suggested he can get rid of the fear of getting old by burning the
fear. He was keen to get rid of the fear
and he said he got the fear burnt. He
said it was very bright and was feel extremely energised in the light. He wanted to be there for some time. In everything that we do, there is always
something to learn. In PLRT too, every
session is a learning for the therapist too.
I now understand that the best way to solve a symptom or issue is by
asking the client, what they need to experience to get rid of the symptom – we should
not suggest that they leave the issue or symptom behind.
I was
wondering what could have been the reason for him to have gone into the life of
the old lady – a life, where he did not identify from the present life. Sometimes, what comes out during the session
can be strange, you can only connect the dots in the end. So, decided to see what will come out as we
proceed.
After being
in the light for some time, he said he is ready to move ahead. I then asked him to go to the root from where
his relationship with his mother in this life arises. I tried to be loud and clear with my
suggestion. He said, “I am with my mother. I am a toddler.”
I asked
him, “Is it the present life or an earlier one?”
He replied,
“Present one. See my father again and
again.”
I suggested
he go back to the white light and check if there was another life from where
his relationship with his mother in this life arose.
He replied,
“I see a small house. I am a boy… about 8-9
years.”
I asked,
“What are you doing?”
He said, “I
am playing. I see old stairs. It is a village in India. I see a corridor. I see my mother and father. Mother is cooking. Father is out in the fields.”
I asked him
to go to dinner time. He said, “My
mother is serving food. I don’t see
anybody else other than my father.”
I then
asked him to move to a significant event in that life. He said, “Somebody has died.”
I suggested
that he gets closer to see who has died.
He said, “Old lady.” I asked if
she is related to him. He said, “Yes, my
grandmother.”
I asked,
“How do you feel?”
He said, “I
feel very close to her.” There was expression
of pain on his face. I suggested he go
back to a happy time with his grandmother.
He said, “Grandmother is in the kitchen.
I am playing. I am 9-10 years
old. I am in the fields holding her
hand.”
I asked, “Does
she love you?”
He said,
“Yes, she loves me a lot. I am the only
child. She gives me chocolate
peppermint. There is a river nearby.”
I asked,
“Do you go to school?”
He said,
“No school. The village is very
disturbed. Jatre (term for village fair)
is going on. Grandmother is praying to
God.”
I asked,
“Which God?” for which I did not get a reply, so took him back to the time of
her death and asked, what he felt.
He said,
“Very sad, love her a lot.” I asked,
“How old are you?”
He replied,
“I am a grown man – feel very bad. I had
been somewhere, came back and saw, she was dead.”
I asked,
“How did she die?”
He said,
“Chewing lot of paan with chunam” (betel
leaf and lime paste – common consumed in the rural part of India).
I asked,
“How old is she?” He replied, “90+…She
used to tell stories.”
I asked him
to move to the time of his death. He
said, “I see a vehicle…it is a lorry…lorry has killed me…it ran over me…my
head.” His whole body was shaking and
shivering. I asked, “How old were you?”
He replied,
“In my 50s.”
I asked,
“How did you meet with the accident?”
I asked, “I
was driving a motorcycle…the lorry coming from opposite direction touched the
handle and I feel down with the lorry running over my head…I died instantly.”
I asked,
“Is that the reason for your headache?”
He replied, “Yes.”
I asked,
“What was your lesson?” He replied, “I
have to be more cautious…I had a happy life.”
I asked,
“See where this place is?” He replied,
“South India.” I suggested that he see
if there is a board around with the name of the place. He said, “It is in Tamil (a South Indian
Language).”
I asked him
if he had any regrets. He said, “I loved
my grandmother very much so chose her for my mother in this life.” I asked him to leave the headache behind in
that life as he floated to the white light and suggested he burn the headache.
It was 1.30
pm and he wanted to come back from trance.
So, I brought him back. We
decided to take a lunch break and continue with the session after that. He suggested, I give him time while asking
questions during the session. He felt
that we had spent around 20 mins when we had actually spent 1 and ½ hours. I decided to go slow during the next session.
After
lunch, at 2.30 pm, we decided to go back and explore the reason for early death
of his mother in this life and also to explore his relationship with his
grandmother in that earlier life. After
relaxation, he went back to the earlier life in South India, to his childhood,
where he saw his grandmother and mother in the kitchen. He was 4-5 years old. I asked him to see what happened to his
mother. He said that the mother died
when he was around 7 or 8, and that she died due to health issues. He said that he was very attached to his
mother. The grandmother took care of
him. He along with his grandmother were
watching the father prepare for the cremation.
He felt lonely when his father took the mother’s body to the
crematorium. He saw his father performing
the last rites of his dead mother. He
said, “No one to take care of me as mother is no more…my father is a farmer…he
looks after me…he is good…he is my father in this life too…he does not marry
again after my mother’s death.” (In this
life too, his father has not married again after the mother’s death).”
I asked him
to check if she recognised his mother with someone in this life and he said,
“no.”
I asked him
to go to the time that he spent with his grandmother. He replied, “I am in the fields, playing with
my grandmother. I am 8-9 years old. She takes care of me.”
I asked him
to go forward to a significant event. He
said, “I am getting married. Father and
grandmother are there and they are very happy.”
I asked,
“How old are you?”
“I am 23-24
years,” he replied.
I
continued, “What year is it?”
He said, “Around
1953 -55.”
I suggested
him to check with someone in the crowd.
He replied, “Eeravathi anjii.” It
is Tamil word for ‘25’. We could not
make out what it meant as the person who said that had moved. I decided to go ahead and asked, “How is your
bride?”
He replied,
“She is OK.”
I
continued, “What do you feel about her?”
He said, “I
am OK. It is an arranged marriage.”
I asked him
to move ahead to significant event with his wife. He said, “I am in the house with my
wife. I have 2 kids – both boys. They are quarrelling. My wife is saying that money is not
sufficient. I am not happy with what she
says. She does not like my
grandmother.
We have separated, left my father’s house. My grandmother stays there.”
I asked, “Who
takes care of your grandmother?”
He said,
“She is alone, helpless…I fought with my wife, went out…I don’t want to stay
with her. She always quarrels with me.”
I asked,
“Do you recognise her with someone in this lifetime?”
He said,
“No, don’t recognise her.”
I asked,
“How is your relationship with your sons?”
He said, “I
like them a lot…my wife does not allow kids to be with me…my house is near the
beach…I am into construction work…I am sitting at the beach.”
I asked,
“What is the name of the place?”
I could not
make out what he said. He said something
like, “Keriyar…Ariyar.”
I asked,
“Which state?”
He replied,
“Tamil Nadu.”
I asked if
there is any important landmark nearby.
He said, “Murugan (One of the Hindu Gods) temple built by the
Cholas. There is a small river.”
I asked him
to move ahead to the time of his death and asked what he was feeling.
He said, “I
should have taken care of my grandmother…She died of old age…I cannot forgive
myself for the sin…I should have taken care but did not…I went out with my
wife.”
I asked
him, “What is the lesson learnt?”
He said, “Take care of old people. Never ignore them. I was not able to raise my kids.”
I asked,
“How old were you when your grandmother died?”
He said,
“Around 26-27 years.”
I asked,
“How old was your grandmother?”
He said,
“Very old – 95.” After few seconds of
silence, he said in a shocked tone, “I see my current mother she is the same.”
I asked him
to check with her the reason for leaving him motherless in this life. He said, “She wanted me to experience the
loneliness. Mother wanted me to feel it,
realise it.”
I asked him
to seek forgiveness. He said, that she
forgave him and said, “God bless you.”
I asked him
to check where she was. He said, “Very
far.” After waking up, he said she had
mentioned something like US (United States).
I asked him
to check if she had any messages for him.
He said, “She says, ‘Your father has taken good care of you…I am
watching it…I am always with you.’ And that she likes me.” He said that there was nothing more to be
read into her early death and it was only a lesson for him.
I suggested he look at the vehicle he was riding. He
said, “It is green.” I continued, “Check
the make of the vehicle.” He said, “TVS”
(We found later that TVS was a moped launched in 1980 in India). He
was born in this life in mid-1980s.
I asked
him, if he had any regrets. He said,
“Could have been a better life. I could
have taken care of my grandmother. I
should have lived longer…I left behind my children early – they were in their
teens. I want to ask forgiveness from my
grandmother.”
I said, “You
just asked your mother for forgiveness.”
He said, “I want to do it again.”
After
seeking forgiveness again from his grandmother of that life, he was floating
under the white light. After some time,
I asked him to check if there was any other reason for him for having lost his
mother early. He said, “No.”
After
coming back from trance, we went through the lessons and he mentioned that he
was also afraid of old age and death.
After the session, he felt he had found the reasons for it.
As he left
for home, I was wondering why he faced such a severe punishment of being
motherless, was it just for not having taken care of his grandmother in an
earlier life. Is there any other reason? My thought suddenly drifted to the first life
he had seen, where he had seen himself as an old mother who was not taken care
by her children. Why did he go
there? What was that relevance of that
life to this session? Was it only to suggest
that he was having a pattern of lonely lifetime? He had experienced loneliness as the old
woman but had not learnt his lesson, and in his next life, he had not taken
care of his grandmother during her old age.
I was left wondering, if this could be the reason for the harsh
punishment (having lost his mother) was to teach him the lesson on loneliness,
as he had not learnt it earlier. There
was also a pattern of his mother dying when he was 7-8 years old – this was the
case in the present life as well as an earlier one. What was the reason for the pattern? What was the lesson for him to learn? Will his headache issue be resolved? The words which remained with me, “Take care of old people. Never ignore them.”
Few months
later, he called one morning. He said
his migraine attacks have nearly disappeared.
He did get headache but it is not the severe ones that he experienced
earlier, and the frequency had reduced drastically. He now did not miss his mother much and he
did not feel disturbed any longer about having lost his mother. He said that he had realised that his mother
had brought him into this life to teach him about spirituality. We discussed and agreed that we still had not
understood the reason for the pattern of his mother dying early in different
lives. He said he will drop by for
another session as he too had this question and wanted it resolved.
The next session, that happened eight months later in first week of January 2020, was to unravel the entire plot. Please do take time off to read 'Value of Mother - Part 2' which is a continuation of this and the most beautiful session I have experienced. The relationship between Karma and its fruits is quite complex for a human mind to understand.
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