Husband not speaking to wife for past 6 years

A housewife wanted to understand why her husband has not spoken to her for the past 6 years despite living in the same house. She believed it was something that she had to currently endure, because of something that she did in a past life.

The womb experience

I feel uncomfortable. I feel very cramped. It’s very dark. I can hear the sound of waves all around me. I feel very cramped. My body is painful.

Back to a previous life

It’s very bright. I’m outdoors. I can see the grass, trees, road. I’m alone. I’m wearing shoes made of cloth. It’s light brown, working shoes. I’m wearing pants and a large shirt. I’m a man. I’m 27 years old. I’m 5 feet plus tall. I’m very fair. I’m wearing a big hat. I’m a farmer. It’s a wheat farm. The wheat is yellow. I’m admiring my farm. It’s very big. I have a dog. I can see a house with a chimney. I’m going home now.

I see my wife. We have no children. My wife is 21 years old.

She’s crying. We’re having an argument. She’s arguing with me. We’re arguing about poverty. She’s not happy with me. She’s complaining.  She says we are too poor. I’m trying to comfort her. She won’t let me touch her. She’s angry. She’s throwing things at me. She’s walking out.

She’s left me. I can’t do anything. I’m too sad. I’m sitting on her chair and crying.

I open the door. She is nowhere. I can’t find her. I’m searching everywhere for her. It’s dark. I don’t have neighbours around.

I found her. She’s hanging from a tree. She’s hung herself! She’s dead! She’s left me!

I’ve taken her down. I’m hugging her, crying.

I’m all alone. I’m all alone. I’m in my house. All alone.

End of lifetime:

I’m old. On the bed. Alone. I feel sad. I’m sick. Coughing.

Last thought: I’m going back to God.

Leaving the body:

I’m looking at my body. I’m at the foot of the bed. I feel so sad. My body is just left there. Decaying. An ugly sight. I was old.

Transition to the spirit realm

I’m floating everywhere. I see trees and a river beneath me. I see a tunnel. I can see a light. It’s very far. It’s getting closer. Very bright light. I see people in the light. Smiling at me, hugging me. They are taking me somewhere. I float there.

Healing room

It’s a glass room. There are beds there. Single beds, like in hospital. There are beings in the room. I am lying down on the bed. I can’t see my physical body, but I know I’m lying down.

I have no form or shape. It feels good. I feel light. I’m sleeping.

Life Review

I’m going somewhere, to a different room. The same person is bringing me. He’s just a white light, not shape. There are many of them there. We just seem to understand each other. They’re talking about my life, the one that I exited. They’re showing me where I went wrong. I didn’t talk much to my wife. I was not there for her when she needed me. There’s a picture in front of me. I can see my whole life before me.

I’m going to a different place. There are trees and grass everywhere. I’m just floating. There is no one else there. I’m happy.

Planning for next rebirth

I go back into the room again, the one with a lot of people. So many of them. I don’t recognize them. They don’t have a physical body. They’re just light. Lots of lights and gadgets that look like computers. I’m planning my next birth. So many of them are helping me to plan, a group of people, the elders. I have a choice of my next birth. I’ll be the woman this time. And my previous life wife, will be my husband, and for me to know how it felt like. To be in her place. I plan with their guidance. They’re helping me.

Going back into the womb

I go into the darkness. Very cramped again. Very uncomfortable. It’s all dark. I’m in my mother’s womb. I’m 6 months old. I join the fetus at 6 months. Very uncomfortable. I don’t like it.

Being born

I see a light. I’m in the world. Everything is bright. I was afraid. I see people. I’m in a hospital. I see my mother there. She’s taking me home. She’s smiling.