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Nicolai Levashov. The Mirror of My Soul. Vol. 1. Born in the USSR

                There was slightly different situation, when I worked with a woman who had a

           heart attack. Usually a scar of connective tissue appears in human cardiac muscle after
           a heart attack. The human body uses this tissue as repair material. When some area of
           the cardiac muscle dies off, a “patch” of connective tissue appears in this place, but the
           regeneration of cardiac muscle never occurs. In order to help a person in this situation I
           first remove the scar of connective tissue, as though cutting away one layer after another.
           This procedure is very painful without anaesthesia. Therefore, I create a strong effect of
           anesthesia and a person only feels something slightly touching his cardiac muscle.

                As I influence, the connective scar tissue is “cut away” or “melts” layer after layer,
           but irrespective of what one may call it, the process is very painful. Therefore, I always
           aimed for zero un-pleasant and painful phenomena. My purpose was always to make the
           person healthy and I did not need that he or she writhed in pain or was crushed because
           of my influence.

                Most likely, this kind of unpleasant phenomena could create certain opinions about

           the force of my influence, but I always was convinced that this kind of “authority” was
           unnecessary for me. It only shows the primitiveness of the person who wants to “feel
           this authority” and the narrow-mindedness and ignorance of those who create it. When
           I first came across the manifestations of this narrow-mindedness and ignorance; I reacted
           to them.

                As in the case of a young woman who had serious problems with her heart; when I
           began to work with her, her first question was—why she felt only a soft touch within her
           heart?! Did it mean that I had little force?

                I was taken aback not only by her attitude toward the event, but by the fact that her
           question was tactless and boorish. She was mostly worried about how she felt my work,
           instead of being interested in the process and the result. But she did not ask about that.
           Exactly this filled me with indignation. Therefore, I told her that, if she wished to feel
           the process without complete anaesthesia, so be it—I would do her a favour.

                However, I was not sure that I could remove all anaesthesia; in fact, my principle
           of work was built on the opposite. Moreover, it was impossible to take off everything;
           otherwise, she could die of shock from the pain, which was very likely considering her
           sick heart. But, nevertheless, I decided to teach her a little lesson in good manners.

                I began my influence with the minimum level of anaesthesia. But, for “some”
           reason she did not like it. She hardly concealed her grimaces of pain, and periodically
           simply flinched from it. I told her that I had satisfied her request and would only work
           with her in this way, in fact, she wanted it to be just like this and according to her
           “opinion” exactly this is what should accompany my influence! Oddly enough, when
           she finally got “sharp” sensations, she was scared; and I did not see her anymore. Most
           likely, those sensations appeared too “sharp” for her. It often happens like this—a
           person asks for something and is frightened, when they get it.

                In  fact,  I  always  observed  the  reaction  of  people  to  my  healing  with  certain
           curiousity.  Very  often  people  inquire  about  something  or  ask  me  to  demonstrate
           something, being totally sure be-forehand that, what they ask for is simply impossible to
           fulfill or, in other words, that I am stringing them along. And, when I turn out to be no
           cheat, they are terrified.




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