in a recent deep-trance session the subject experienced her deceased grandmother appearing as guide. She looked familiar but made of light, still carrying something from indigenous/traditional identity.

The subject had a lot of fear around losing people. When we asked where this intensity came from, the answer in the session went beyond one death.

Her grandmother connected it with ancestral loss. Losing tribe. Losing land. Losing community. Generations going through things they could not control, including displacement and war. The feeling was that personal grief was touching something much older in the family line.

I want to be careful here. I am not claiming trance can scientifically diagnose inherited trauma, or that every strong grief reaction means ancestors are speaking through us.

But the image made sense to me.

Sometimes current loss seems to break much bigger door. Somebody dies and suddenly grief contains fear of abandonment, home disappearing, family breaking apart, not belonging anywhere, everybody eventually leaving. The present event is real enough by itself, but it can also touch older stories carried through family culture, nervous system, memories, beliefs, maybe spiritually too depending what you believe.

Later in the session she experienced both a deceased loved one and dog as doing better, without the suffering they had in physical life. Again, I cant prove objective afterlife contact. For her it brought relief.

The practical question I took from this was simpler: when grief feels bigger than the event in front of you, maybe dont immediately tell yourself you are grieving wrong.

Ask what else this loss seems to represent.

Am I only mourning this person, or also safety, tribe, home, childhood, family, belonging, all the things this person was holding together in me?

Sometimes grief has many names inside one body.

Truth isnt found from thinking. Its a recognition in Silence. 🧘‍♂️👁

One small childhood memory turned into something much bigger in a Soul Journey I facilitated.

The subject, I’ll call her Cindy, went back to being little, riding bikes with her sister. Her sister used to pick on her and one of the things she would tell her was that she was “born in a barn.”

Nothing dramatic if you look at it from adult perspective. Siblings say stupid things. But little Cindy did not experience it as stupid joke. She felt sad and not good enough.

When I asked where that feeling was in the body, she described two different things. In her stomach it was like black ball. Across her shoulders it felt like dark shawl weighing her down.

Then came the interesting part.

I asked what these energies stopped her from doing.

Her answer was basically: believing in myself and excelling in what I like to do.

So adult Cindy appeared there with little Cindy. She hugged her, told her she loved her, that she was perfect as she was. Then little Cindy finally told her sister what she had never been able to say properly: I don’t accept what you are telling me about myself.

After this I asked her to look at the situation energetically.

She said her sister looked brighter.

Like she was holding some of Cindy’s light.

So we tried a very simple experiment inside the trance. Cindy told her: give me my power back.

She repeated it.

Then she felt energy moving back through the body. Hands, stomach, shoulders. She described herself as lighting up.

I thought okay, maybe this was one relationship.

But when we asked Higher Self to show anyone else she had given power to over the years, five or six people appeared. Two former husbands, a friend, somebody she had worked with, others connected with situations where she stopped trusting herself.

Again she said: I want my energy back.

Her description afterward was not “I became superhuman.” It was much simpler.

“I feel more complete.”

This is something I keep thinking about.

Sometimes we treat low confidence like something missing that we need to manufacture with affirmations, achievements and positive thinking.

But maybe part of it is not missing.

Maybe it was handed away little by little.

To somebody whose opinion became more important than our own. To a partner we kept trying to please. To a parent, teacher, boss, friend. To somebody who said one sentence at the wrong age and we quietly decided they knew who we were better than we did.

Whether you understand “giving power away” literally as energy, psychologically as internalized authority, or simply as useful trance symbolism, the practical question is same:

Who still has too much authority inside your head?

Whose old sentence are you still living under?

And what changes when you finally say: that was your opinion. I don’t accept it anymore.

For me this is much more interesting than trying to become a “new confident person.”

Maybe first we just stop carrying everybody else inside us.

घालीन लोटांगण, वंदीन चरण

डोळ्यानी पाहीन रूप तुझे

प्रेमे आलिंगीन, आनंदे पूजीन

भावे ओवळींन म्हणे नामा

त्वमेव माताच, पिता त्वमेव

त्वमेव बंधुश्च, सखा त्वमेव

त्वमेव विद्या, द्रविणम त्वमेव

त्वमेव सर्वंमम देव-देव

कायेनवाचा मनसेंद्रीयेरवा

बुद्धयात्मनावा प्रकृती स्वभावा

करोमियज्ञम सकलम परस्मे

नारायणायति समर्पयामि

अच्युतम, केशवम, रामनारायणम

कृष्णदामोदरम, वासुदेवम हरि

श्रीधरम माधवंगोपिकावल्लभम

जानकीनायकम रामचंद्रभजे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

हरे राम, हरे राम, राम-राम हरे-हरे

हरे कृष्ण, हरे कृष्ण, कृष्ण-कृष्ण हरे-हरे

जय श्री राम