The Dark and The Light: A Regression Therapy Story
(Be prepared for a true story that came to light thanks to regression therapy.) Have you ever…
Story of the Soldier
(Be prepared for a true story that came to light thanks to regression therapy.) Greetings to all…
The Eye of Horus: Yet another Tale of Regression Therapy
I’m in a room, an adobe room, all alone and lying on a bed. An oil lamp…
Marie and Hasan: A Tale of Regression Therapy
(Be prepared for a true story that came to light thanks to regression therapy.) Marie was a…
Love, the Goddess and the Confrontation
Part 1 I was pleasantly sitting in my garden without a care, stretching out with a drink…
Long Live Plato!
It was 1992, and I was thoroughly enjoying my time at the great Toros High School. It was also my last beautiful days in Mersin, and during this beautiful time, I fell in love with a beautiful girl.
We Are One
I don’t remember exactly when I started asking questions like “Who am I?” and “Why are we living here?” However, I distinctly remember when I was given the first answer
I’m the Son of a Medium!
Writing this article is not easy for me, but nor was being the son of a medium. I suppose it was the root cause of my skepticism. You establish norms according to the environment you live in, so children’s norms come from their family and their friends.
A 3,000-year-old Ring
There is an interesting story about a lapis lazuli ring. This family heirloom was given to a four-year-old boy by his grandmother on her deathbed. The ring was in a clay box that had cuneiform writing on the top.
In The River of God…
The story of a spiritual journey, each sentence felt and lived.