How a Traumatic Reliving of Past Lifetimes Can Seem So Real (cont.)
About two years ago our daughter began to complain of intense itching and crawling feelings all over her body, as if microscopic parasites were crawling on her skin. She developed deep, painful skin ulcers and cuts in many places on her body, especially in her pelvic area. Her legs swelled up as if she was seventy instead of a thirty-eight-year old woman. For several months many doctors probed her physical body with needles, biopsies, and scans, but it was of no help. They were perplexed and knew not what was happening; they had never seen anything like it during their whole medical career.

After months of these crawling feelings and painful ulcers, she cried out that she could not take this torture any longer and just wanted to die. I felt helpless and tried to encourage her by saying that one day she will find where all this is coming from and will be free of it. I knew she was in-tune with a very negative past lifetime, but what was it? At one point she realized that these itchy, crawling feelings seemed to be much worse after taking a shower. So thinking that the shower filter might be the problem, I unscrewed the filter and just as I was removing it, I felt as if a thousand no-see-ums bugs had dropped all over my arms and were biting me. My skin was burning like it was on fire. It was now my turn to begin to experience these intense itching and crawling feelings. Shortly after this, my husband was the next one to experience these same feelings.

Thereafter, we began to truly believe that our home was being invaded by some microscopic parasites or mites. So I began to frantically clean everything in our house with bleach, which acted as a poison in our lungs. It seemed every piece of clothing was infested with these parasites, and we felt the need to take several showers a day and change our clothing. In the hope of solving this problem we emptied our closet and dressers and put all of our clothes in plastic bags, poured garlic powder over them, and then sealed the bags tightly. After several days of being in the sealed bags, we then put these clothes in the washing machine and poured ammonia in the water in the hope it would kill the mites. But to no avail; no matter what we did nothing seemed to kill these bugs. So in desperation we searched the Internet and found a company that sold a natural pesticide which could be used with a fog machine. When we received the machine, we immediately began to fog the whole house every three days, as directed, but it seemed the more we fogged the worse the problem became.

Eventually, we reached a boiling point and could not take this any longer and asked for help. What follows is part of an Akashic Reading that was given to us to help us solve this drastic problem.

“Yes, we are here in full consciousness and very aware of the current situation with Nanette and Ron and their seemingly endless trials and tribulation with the bugs or virus that has infected their abode and their life. First, let us say in no uncertain terms that you are experiencing the toxic residue of what you have perpetrated upon others, and this you know as it has been pointed out to you before, but what you may not know is that the fog machine that you are currently using is obviously also a direct remanifestation of what you used to run your test to see if you could spread this particular toxic gas to hurt and murder others that you were experimenting upon and also the enemies of the state and enemies of your position, in your consciousness.

“You could liken the situation to mustard gas. You have used these intense chemicals to cause burning and inflammation of the skin. Anywhere the person was not covered they would find their skin bubbling up and forming boils, literally peeling away the upper layers of the outer surface of their body. Essentially, they would go insane after hours of this because the pain would not dissipate and the gel or the chemical that was released would continue to burn through the layers, one after another, until essentially the person died; not only because of the intense pain did they leave their body, but their organs would begin to show through what was once their skin and they would bleed to death.

“In your past you have also used many poisons to get rid of those you felt were the enemy. You used these poisons that you had read about and concocted to lay out upon the surface of different areas of the person’s home so that when they would touch these areas, the poison would be transferred to them and absorbed into the skin. This time, though, they were burned from the inside out. Instead of the poison causing these souls to perspire through their skin, blood would leach through their skin causing them to die, as their organs burned and their fuels would leave the body.”

As I listened to these words, I was in shock. I wanted to scream out, “How could I have done such a thing to my fellowmen? How many lifetimes have I repeated the same mistakes? How can a soul have sunk so low?” These questions were reverberating into my consciousness along with the awareness that only one who is under the influence of the negative forces can do such things. I knew this information being received was true, and no matter how hard it was for me to accept it, there was no where I could escape and hide. One cannot hide from oneself. Truth was being spoken and if I ran from the truth, I knew I would only postpone my healing that must take place in my energy body to free myself of this heavy karma. By running I would only regenerate these evil deeds in future lifetimes.

Tears were filling my eyes as I listened and I began to remember a dream that I had about thirty years ago. I was made aware in this dream that my Orion lifetimes lie heavily upon me like a heavy blanket. As I listened, it finally sank in what these words meant.

In the following days and weeks I began to work diligently with this information and realized that I had relived, totally, this past of poisoning people. For last thirty years I studied herbal remedies and created recipes to help my family with certain illnesses and infections, which was a direct continuity of the past where I prepared poisons to murder my victims. So totally in-tune were we with this Orion past that as we fogged our house with our fogger, we wore protective white coveralls, gloves, and respirators, and we shut all the drapes so no one would see what we were doing. This was an exact reliving of being in the laboratory and working secretly in experimenting with viruses and poison gases.

Many more realizations began to drop into my consciousness. At one point I remembered words that my daughter had said to me: “I had total control of this bug situation until you began to feel them and then it went out of control.” As I remembered her words, I realized that she had been my supervisor in this Orion laboratory and we both wanted to take control over one another. After many arguments in that lifetime, I began forming a plan to get rid of her so that I could be the supervisor and do the experiments my way. So I began messing up her experiments to make her look inadequate. Eventually, I paid a man to infect my supervisor—my present daughter—with a deadly virus and she died a horrible, painful death.

In the present lifetime our daughter relived this past when she met a young man who was this same person from that past and had a sexual relationship with him. Soon after, she began experiencing these crawling-itchy feelings and painful skin ulcers, and was in agony. I felt great anger toward this man and wanted to blame him for what he had done to her. I felt he knew that he was infected with some viruses but did not care if he spread this virus to her or not. When I became aware that I had paid this man, in the past, to get rid of her, my anger vanished. I thought, “How can I be angry toward him when I was the very one who asked him to do such a deed in that past.” I realized that my anger was actually my guilt of what I had asked him to do.

There were other Orion lifetimes that I began to see, where I had experimented with insects. I realized that I infected insects with viruses and then put them in clothing and this clothing was spread throughout an Orion planet that we wanted to take over. I relived this when I put all of our clothing in plastic bags and poured garlic on the clothing to see if the bugs would be killed. These bags were my experiments to see how long insects laced with viruses could survive. Once people began to wear this new clothing they were bitten by these infected insects and the people became infected with viruses, and then these viruses were spread uncontrollably throughout their planet.

As I became more and more aware of my daily thoughts and actions, and saw this past manifesting in the present, I became freer and freer of these crawling feelings. I have proven to myself over and over that these crawling feelings were just a psychic manifestation of these pasts. One of these proofs was at the time when our daughter brought all her plastic containers from her room into the dining room and these containers were left there for several weeks. When I would sit at the dining room table, I would feel these bugs crawling on my legs, until one day I realized that these plastic containers represented the incubators that viruses were kept in, and that these bugs were not real. Immediately, upon this realization these crawling feelings vanished and never returned.

There was one other place where I would feel this itching-crawling feeling; it occurred every time I would go through papers in my filing cabinet. So I avoided touching these papers. I would ask inwardly, “Why is it that if these things are not physical, I am still feeling them in my filing cabinet?” Then one night, when I was in a very quiet mode, I heard in my mind: “The reason that you feel these bugs in your filing cabinet is because these papers represent the papers on which you wrote the results of your experiments, and the papers became contaminated.” As I heard these words, I knew they were true. I remembered that while going through this ordeal, every day I would write my thoughts in my journal and I realized that this was the exact reliving of writing down the result of my experiments. The very next day I began to go through my filing cabinet and not once did I feel these itching-crawling feelings, and never have these feelings returned.

I am very appreciative of all the help that I have received throughout this ordeal that we went through in 2009. I have no words to express my great gratitude, and I strongly feel that this past is my biggest breakthrough that I ever had since I became a student at the Unarius Academy of Science and began utilizing the principles of Past-Life Therapy.

As I thought of writing this testimonial, I felt such great peace and tranquility and I knew the time had come for me to share my healings with others. I hope that those of you who read this testimonial will understand that what we do to others is as if we do it to ourselves. We will always suffer the consequences, if not in this present lifetime, in future lifetimes to come, as my family experienced in the present. No one can escape the effect of the negative deeds we perpetrate upon another. We really reap what we sow, do we not? I am the proof of it.



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 		   –Nanette Breault