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

38. The second visit to Archangelsk

In September I continued to live my ordinary routine life, which was ordinary for
me, but not for most people. Such is human nature—even the most unbelievable events,

if they happen regularly, become ordinary. Therefore, we consider something to be
“new”, if it changes the “habitual” course of our life.

At the beginning of September Cyril Kasatkin, a young diplomat, whom I met when
I gave a speech at the conference of the Fund of popular Medicine on March 29, 1989
and who organized my press- conference in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, called me.
We kept in touch occasionally, because I did not visit Moscow often and he was mostly
abroad on business trips.

When Cyril returned from his next business trip, this time from the USA, he called
me and said that when he was in San Francisco, he visited an American millionaire Harry

Orbelian, who emigrated from the USSR at the time of the Second World War, and told
them about me. Now the Orbelians are in Moscow because the wife, Vera Ivanovna,
who has the so-called Bechterew’s disease (Ankylosing spondylitis) needs treatment. It
is considered to be incurable and all their at-tempts to get rid of it in the West were in
vain. Therefore, they came to Russia hoping that they would find help here. The
treatment in the clinics of the USA and Western Europe had brought no significant relief,
and this woman was now forced to walk with the help of a stick.

When we met, she had only two days left before her departure to the USA. Vera
Ivanovna had never heard of any method like mine. Therefore, she was very curious as
to what I would do with her. She had very good sensitivity and endured the load, which

was a consequence of my work, very well. She was very surprised when she saw her
own vessels and nerves; but even more surprised when the same evening she forgot
about her stick, without which she had not been able to manage for a pretty long time.

All this so shocked her that she remained in Moscow for ten days more, while her
husband returned on the day he had planned.

I worked with her every day. We usually came to the apartment of her youngest
son, Constantine Orbelian, a prominent conductor and pianist, who rented an apartment
in the famous House on the Embankment (a block-wide apartment house in downtown
Moscow. It was completed in 1931 as the Government Building, a residence of the Soviet
elite—E.L.). Within these ten days I worked with Vera Ivanovna and conversed both
with her and Constantine about different aspects of life, especially about paranormal
phenomena. Almost every day, Vera Ivanovna told us, me and Svetlana, that we should

come to America, to San Francisco, that her eldest son, George, would be extremely glad
to meet us.

Ten days passed and Vera Ivanovna went back to the USA and began to call me to
continue the course of treatment. She again invited us to San Francisco, even more
insistently, because, when all her friends knew what had happened in Moscow, they
wanted to take my course of treatment too; almost all of them had problems with their
health which they would very much like to be rid of. Vera Ivanovna got into the USA
from fascist Germany, and she had got there from her native town in Ukraine which was
occupied by the Germans—they simply stopped the tram she was on and took away all

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