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

where could she have met me? I began to scan her and recount what had happened to
her. She was even more surprised and moved away with obvious confusion and

misunderstanding on her face. The next day she came to me again, showed me an article
in some old newspaper and asked if I knew the girl in the photo. I looked at it attentively
and answered her that it was her photo when she was younger. It surprised her again.
And now it is time to tell why she was so surprised.

That year, when her photo and the article about her appeared in the newspaper, due
to certain circumstances she was in the state of clinical death. She died because of a
strong poisoning and when her soul abandoned her body, she saw a luminous tunnel.
Unexpectedly a luminous creature appeared in front of her, stopped her and said: “It is
not your time to leave, go back into your body and heal people!”

After this speech the luminous creature returned her into her physical body, which
already was free from any poisons! Her name was Maria. Regrettably, I did not
remember her last name. Like most citizens of the USSR of that time she was an atheist.
After this incident she began to believe in God, because her own experience could only
provide her with a “divine” explanation of what had happened that day when she was in

a state of clinical death. She also began to heal people and by the time we met in Kiev
for the first time, she already was the People’s Healer of Ukraine.

When Maria saw me at the break, she recognized the creature who returned her into
her body. She thought at first that it was just a formal resemblance, but my description
of what happened that day to her, confused her very much. And it was when I could only
recognize her on her old photo, she stopped doubting the fact that it was me—a human
being, not God and even not an angel—who rescued her and returned her to life, using
such an unusual method. I said: “I beg your pardon, but I am not God and even not an
angel!”

It is odd, but should Homo Sapiens come across something unusual, he immediately

assumes it to have a divine nature. Regrettably, this seemingly suitable explanation is
not always a correct one!

That, which happened to her and my participation in it, had no divine nature at all
and was opposed to any religion that exists on our Midgard-earth. In fact many religions
use the situation, when people do not understand one or another natural phenomenon,
appropriate these phenomena and declare them “Divine Providence” and people humbly
believe this lie! I am very sorry that be-cause of my acts this woman—then a girl—threw
herself in arms of the church. But she was lucky—she met me personally. She
memorized my face well and later recognized me. (Or may be she was not so lucky. May
be she was disappointed because she discovered the fact that she was not returned to life
by God or an angel. Probably, I involuntarily destroyed her beautiful fairy-tale with
which her life was simpler and easier).

And how many of those, whom I have helped the same way, will continue to
consider that they were rescued by angels or even by God? Will those who will never
meet me and remember my face, ever even think to compare what they saw with the face
of a real person. In fact, everyone wishes that God would be personally interested in him
or her or, at least send his angel-deputy! And here is nothing but a human! Well, what
one can do? I am a man. My parents were pretty earthly man and woman! When I was
born, there was no star in the sky, and there was no Immaculate Conception, etc. I am

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