Steve experienced relief after a Quantum EFT session to resolve issues form a past life that was still affecting him now. In this life, he has macular degeneration. Here is what he wrote about the traumatic past life he experienced in Germany in WW1 and WW11. (He has given me permission to share it, along with his Quantum EFT video session).
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The Beekeeper.
“Not so long ago, and not so far away, somewhere in Germany, in the early 1940’s, there is a Beekeeper. He lives in a small, comfortable cottage, on a few hectares of meadowland, near a forest.
He is considered a bit of a hermit, which is true, and yet, he very much enjoys the occasional visits from hikers, his farmer-neighbours, and the village folk, and he is welcome in all their homes. And his gifts, of large chunks of honeycomb, are always very welcome with the children.
He is in his early 60’s; he came to this place several years ago when he retired from the military. He truly loves it here, living close to nature and working with his bees. And he admires their focus, and energy, and productivity. It is his special wish, his silent hope, that he can spend the rest of his days here.
The war hasn’t really touched this small corner of Germany yet, except for the fact that all the younger men are gone to the service; and since through grace, and luck, and skill, he survived the Great War as a combatant, he figures he can survive this one as a civilian by just staying right here on his little “Island of Tranquility”.
And then one bright summer day a letter arrives. It is from the local military district. It is a request, translate order, that he be the commandant of a “temporary” concentration camp that is nearly finished construction a few dozen kilometers away.
He has few options. What’s he going to do, go to England?? Very early in the war some of his friends bailed out for Costa Rica and Argentina, but at the time, he felt too old to start all over again halfway around the world; and that option is pretty impossible now.
So he puts the uniform back on, and he takes the job. The first thing, the first survival skill that he learns is that whatever you do, you don’t show anything to anybody. His eyes become like one-way mirrored glass so that he sees out, and no one, no one sees in, whether it’s the idiot inspectors they send from Berlin or someone he thinks he recognizes in the line-up. Never, ever, show anything to someone you know in the line-up.
He goes into psycho-emotional overload real fast. Those damn trains never quit coming!!
What the hell is he going to do with all these people? What the hell is he going to do with all these people?? Why can’t they be allowed to stay in their homes for crissake?? As fast as the bombs are falling now it’s a major crapshoot if anyone is going to survive this.
But then, he thinks, he does still have some semi-decent personal networking, a fair number of connections. Surely, he ought to be able to find a place for some of them, maybe even quite a few of them.
So pull some strings, find a place: A couple of farms in Poland.
Pull some strings, find a place: Road gangs in Bavaria.
Pull some strings, find a place: A factory in Czechoslovakia.
Pull some strings, find a place, Pull some strings, find a place, Pull some strings, find a place!! Get them out of here, Get them out of here, Get them out of here!!!
Clearly he didn’t find a place for even a quarter of them. Not by a long shot. No contest. Not even close.
Three years in a job like that, and you’ve pretty much seen it all.
When it was obvious that the Allies were only a few days away, he drove into town on a pretext, changed into his beekeeper’s clothes, and he walked home. It only took him a couple of days.
The cottage was a shambles, though it was still structurally intact, and there were actually still a few beehives working and operational. So as best he could, he picked up the pieces of his life from before.
Several months after the war he saw an Allied newsreel that included some footage of a bulldozer moving a large pile of nude bodies into an open pit, and the thought that went through his mind was past all the personal fear, horror, pain, trauma and tragedy that must have been on each person’s path to bring them to that fate. It was simply:
“Those were perfectly good bodies! You don’t do that! You just don’t do that!! What colossal dishonoring. What ultimate waste.”
As it tuned out, he did get to spend the rest of his days on his little “Island of Tranquility” talking to his bees, but he only lasted a couple of years. That whole experience was for him, like shrapnel in the heart. Wie Schrapnell im Herzen. Like shrapnel, in the heart.”
~ by Steve Otto – April 2004
Like Steve, You can release what’s in the way of you stepping into your highest power, wisdom and peace by finding and releasing past life trauma that’s still affecting you now.
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