Since the release of my work, Conversation with Xenex, I have frequently encountered the notion that the Akashic Records are a highly debated and intricate concept.

Does the Law of Manifestation really work? Or is it something far more complex? Through years of exploring lucid dreams

When I sit back and reflect, I realize that accessing the memories of my first past life, followed by fourteen

I sit before a blank Word document, pondering what to share today. My mind feels void of any desire to share, either with myself or others; I only wish to experiment.

Receiving my first rejections from publishing houses in my country for my debut book, On the Other Side, left me shattered.

If you suspect that you have memories from a past life, how should you approach these thoughts? Here are some

Since 2018, I have developed a passion for hearing and reading about other people’s experiences with their past lives. In addition to literature on past lives,

After learning about prior human lifetimes, my experiences became even more diverse, with much deeper and nuanced content.

Amid my search for evidence, I scoured the internet to learn more about how spy services were founded in the United Kingdom, and I discovered that they first used military personnel before establishing a formal organization.

This was not the only past-life memory. After finishing this chapter, I began to recall more memories on my own. Another recollection of a previous existence occurred when I transitioned from consciousness to sleep.

By 2020, I was completely stunned by what I was seeing. Due to the pandemic and my inability to leave the house, I was even more overwhelmed by the past and what I had witnessed.

After experiencing past-life visions, I felt compelled to put pen to paper. The resulting book, On the Other side. Memories of a Past Life, was written to make me feel better, and I considered it as a private diary, one I often opened out of shyness.

First and foremost, I transitioned from being an actor to an observer in my life. I am less attached to things that used to bother me so much.

In January, I made the decision to take my son to Disneyland in Paris. It was our first time together, and everything coincided with our birthday celebrations.

Everything began with a childhood dream that I had several times per week. I found myself in a passing room of a beachfront home with wooden shutters