“All men are afraid of commitment. At this rate, I’ll be dragging him to the altar when I’m 80!”
Helen was joking—but her frustration was real.
“First off, you can always get a new body and start fresh in your next incarnation, in case you won’t marry by 80… “ I tried to infuse some humor. “Secondly, there is a good reason when someone is terrified of commitment and it’s often buried a few centuries back, in a past life.”
She was 33, bubbly, kind, and in love with Joel—a kind, grounded man she’s been with for three years. They live together, share a life, and care deeply for each other. But every time marriage comes up, Joel hesitates. He doesn’t say no… but he doesn’t say yes either.
Her friends are divided.
“Give him time,” some say.
“Leave and find someone serious,” say the others.
But when Helen came to me for a past life regression, we looked for something deeper. Something that feels impossible to explain in this life, has its roots somewhere older—somewhere the conscious mind can’t access.
I invited Helen to close her eyes, breathe deeply, and connect with the quiet space within. Within minutes of entering trance, she began describing another lifetime—one we had no idea would hold such heartbreak.
Louisiana, 1853
She found herself as a young woman in a small Louisiana town. Married. Three small children. And yes—the man she was married to in that life… was Joel. He was the local milkman, delivering around the county in his wagon. Their love was playful, affectionate, deeply connected. They kissed each morning as he left for work, and embraced each night when he returned. They had a bond that felt unshakable.
Until the night he didn’t come home.
A neighbor came to the door to tell her: he had been caught in a crossfire outside a saloon. Gone in an instant.
She collapsed. Her grief was crushing. With no support, she raised the children alone—working odd jobs by day, and eventually selling her body by night just to survive. She never remarried. The shame, loneliness, and unbearable pain shaped the rest of her life. She died at 70, never having recovered from the loss.
A Soul-Level Realization
Still under hypnosis, I asked Helen what her soul had intended to learn in that life.
“Emotional independence and self reliance,” she said softly. “To keep going, even when love is lost.”
I guided her into the afterlife space—where she was reunited with the soul of her husband. The joy in her voice was unmistakable. “I’m floating,” she said, tears on her cheeks. “I’m so happy to be with him again.”
There, from the perspective of the soul, she could see the bigger picture. She and Joel had shared many lifetimes. And in this one, he did love her. Deeply. But he carried over the fear from the past life in Louisiana.
Somewhere in his subconscious, he remembered what it felt like to leave her behind. To destroy her life by accident. His resistance to commitment wasn’t about losing his freedom but an attempt to protect her from another disastrous life!
Healing the Echo
We did a retro-healing.
Helen released the grief of 1853, and the emotional dependency that shaped that lifetime. We reassured her soul that she could love fully—and survive loss, if it came again. She can and will move on if something happens to Joel.
When she opened her eyes, she was quiet for a long time.
Then she said: “I now see the situation in a whole new light. It’s not that he doesn’t love me enough to marry me. He loves me too much!”
Happy Ending
Months later, I got a text:
“We’re getting married next spring.”
It wasn’t pressure that moved him forward. It was healing. On a level neither of them could see—until her soul showed her.