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

Meanwhile, everything took its course. We went to the meetings we had planned

before, I worked with my patients, and we spent our free time visiting the outskirts of
this small town, also some excursions were organized for us, to see local sights. We were
lucky—the husband of Norbert Steuler’s interpreter, Vladimir, had a lot of free time and
often took us to visit small towns and shops in the south of Germany.

When I began to have patients, my companions “participants” in a “competition”,
who actually did not suspect either about the competition or about their participation in
it, at first took this fact with absolute tranquility that is until my patients began to pay
me.

As soon as they saw that my income exceeded my expenses, their mood became

worse and worse with every day. It became especially evident, when several patients
paid me for ten sessions at once. When they saw that much money in my hands, which
they then mentally changed into roubles, their “patience” became exhausted: they also
wanted to get money. But none of them had healed people in the USSR, although I often
recommended them to start, which was and is an important condition of everyone’s
development. In fact, the strategy and tactics of healing a person is no different to solving
any other problem. The difference is only in the task itself.

The work with man is the best school for beginners to master my method rapidly
and effectively. But, in the USSR they did not have the least desire to do this, finding a
lot of reasons not to learn to heal people. To my mind, the principal reason was that they

did not want to spend their time studying the human organism and practising healing,
because they did not want to work just to gain experience; and people would not pay
them money, if they failed to prove that they really could do something.

One way or another, they did not heal in the USSR, but when they came to
Germany, they had a “sudden” desire to do it for “some” reason. They explained that
they were bored sitting all day long and doing nothing. I asked them, why it was that
they did not aspire to have medical practice in the USSR but now they were eager to do
it without having either experience or results. They answered that they were not
interested in money; they “just” want to help people. But for “some” reason their desire
was manifested only toward the Germans.

I clearly understood the true reason of such “unexpected” enthusiasm! But I did not
tell them about it and made them promise that they would “heal” people free of charge.
They readily agreed. It was important for me to see how far they could go in their avidity
and how many “ticks” would they gain as a result of this. I asked the interpreter, Irina,

to send several people to them, not to me. This was how they got their first German
patients. By this time we had already moved from the hotel into the house of a Steuler’s
acquaintance, with whom I had made an agreement—the rent was to be deducted from
my account for his family’s healing.

By that time, the rumors about my healing success had spread among the Germans
and my students decided to use this fact, because few knew my name. The Germans only
knew that there was some Russian healer who worked wonders: so, they pretended to be
this Russian healer. The rumors that several “healers” arrived with me also helped them.
In their opinion, they had a “streak of the businessman” in them and they did not want
to waste their time on trifles. From their first “patients” they took two hundred Marks
per session, instead of “learning” how to heal people “gratis”. “Free”, for “some” reason

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