Fear of flight

Deep inside, don’t we all have some kind of fear or phobia? Something which is on our mind every waking moment, or perhaps, once in a blue moon? Fear of heights, water, commitment, snakes, spiders, insects, rats, agoraphobia (fear of closed spaces). Fear of public speaking that prevents me from being the great actor I can be or a fear of success which holds me back in life?

Almost everyone has something that frightens them. Some phobias can be severe and interrupt a normal life, such as fear of a fatal disease or a tragedy that might happen to your kids.

Most of the traumas stem from a bad experience in our early childhood. A scary dog barking at us can scar us for like. An attempted rape, sudden death of a relative, near-drowning experience of falling down from a rooftop may leave us with a lifelong trauma. Often case, a person can’t pin point the source of a trauma. They can’t recall anything to explain their fear of water or flight. That a classic candidate for a past life regression. Unfortunately, we tend to carry over past life traumas into the current life. By going back to the root of the phobia, we can find out what happened and help the person release the trauma.

Molly came to see me for flight freight. Although rationally she knows her chances to get killed in a flight are slimmer than in a car accident, she still is terrified to board a plane.

I asked her to relax her body and mind and go back in time. She started to describe the life of a young girl in a village in east Europe just before Second World War. She is the youngest of 4 children, living with their parents and grandparents. Her older brother is the family pride and idol. He is handsome, smart and a… pilot. When the war broke he was recruited to fly a small spying aircraft.
In one of his flight, really law and too close to the enemy base, he was shot and killed. The family was devastated. As if the light of their life went out. Everything changed. Every meal they would light a candle in his memory, pray for his soul and eat silently.

The young daughter grew older, got a degree at the university, but never married. Something broke in her with her beloved brother’s death. She died at an early age.
I asked Molly what were the lessons she intended to learn in the European life. “Let go, move on. Learn to live my life as an individual, not only as a family member. Realizing my potential as a human being” she replied.

When I asked what conclusions she brought into her current life she answered quickly: ”Airplanes crash!”. I was surprised. In Europe it was a different situation, during a war, and his was a small airplane. Today’s planes have 4 engines and it’s a peaceful time. It doesn’t matter. The trauma is rooted deeply in her subconscious and simply saying:" Airplanes crash!”

We did retro healing on the European life and released the trauma.
Shortly after the opportunity came to go on a vacation abroad. Surprising herself and her dearest and nearest, she boarded the flight.