The Abandoned Child

Foreword

The following account is a journey into the energetic and spiritual dimensions of healing. It is shared here not as a clinical or medical case study, but as an exploration of the soul.

In my work, I guide people into what I call the heart space. This is not the physical heart. It is an inner space that can be entered when the body is calm, the mind is still, and attention is steady. I usually guide my clients into this space using light hypnosis, a state of relaxed, focused attention in which a person remains fully aware of their surroundings but feels deeply calm and suggestible.

In this space, images, memories, and unresolved experiences can appear directly to them. What shows up is not random. It often relates to what has not been processed and carries priority over other content. Some might call this stored experience, energetic attachment, or karma. The events described here were experienced as real within this energetic realm. Encounters with family members, guides, and departed souls unfolded as direct interactions with consciousness and energy, beyond the usual boundaries of time or space.

From there, we can observe, interact, and sometimes help resolve what is still active. Unlike traditional psychotherapy, my role in this space is sometimes active—intervening, demanding answers, and facilitating energetic release on the soul level. At times, there is also support from what could be described as higher or more stable levels of existence. This support helps bring clarity or completion, especially for those who feel lost or stuck.

Please be aware that this narrative touches upon heavy human experiences, including childhood abuse and the painful loss of an unborn child. These themes are approached with the utmost reverence, focusing entirely on transmutation, release, and compassion.

Everything in the following account took place within this heart space.

From Congestion to First Confrontation

In this final session, the heart space felt soft to the touch, like velvet. But it had not always been this way.

In the beginning, it was chaotic, dark, and sticky—like a swamp. It felt crowded, as if too many things were stuffed inside, like endless tabs open in a browser. There was no room to breathe. Everything was compressed into a narrow space. Cold and heavy.

Out of nowhere, a voice spoke to me. It said my client did not feel connected to her family. She confirmed this with an immediate nod. It was one of the guides speaking.

Then the image of my client’s father appeared.

He wanted control. He demanded obedience. She wanted to hide, but he forced her to appear. He wanted to humiliate her. There was the threat of violence.

I intervened and asked:
“Why do you humiliate your daughter?”

He resisted. “Stay out. She is my daughter,” he said, and tried to leave.

I resisted as well. I followed him and firmly asked for an answer. I had never done this before, but it worked.

He broke down. He started crying and tried to hide. He said his life was in terrible shape. He tried to justify himself, saying he had done his best to provide for her.

I asked that my guides surround him—beings of great compassion and strength—until awareness emerged within him. They remained with him until a visible change began to take place.

Soon, his presence changed. He became quiet, thoughtful, and cautious. The aggression disappeared. His whole presence now seemed apologetic.

Then, another vision emerged.

They were in their old house. My client could not clearly remember much of the past, as her memory had become fragmented. But one thing emerged with painful clarity: the father had repeatedly abused her. After each incident, he would smoke a cigarette, as though it were part of a ritual. He always warned her not to tell her mother.

But after this confrontation, her fear of him began to diminish, and forgiveness slowly emerged.

Holding as Protection

In the following session, the heart space felt painful. There was a lot of holding and clinging to the past.

I gently asked:
“What is the reason for holding?”

The answer came: “Protection.”

She believed that holding on—and even maintaining anger toward them—could prevent her from facing them again.

She then saw her ex-boyfriend. He asked for forgiveness for the turbulence he had caused. He even begged. He started crying deeply and showed regret. I allowed this scene to continue until his emotions had fully formed and faded.

After a short time, he disappeared.

The emotional charge cleared.

She was then surrounded by strong light.

The Abandoned Child

In the final session, something entirely different happened.

My client saw white walls and a corridor shortly after moving deeper into the heart space. At the end was a room.

She entered.

On the floor lay a baby. It was alive but not moving—a very small, thin boy no larger than the size of a palm, far smaller than a newborn. It looked abandoned, as though it had been left there for a very long time.

At first, she could not bring herself to approach him.
He felt cold—not physically, but emotionally.

I asked her to pick him up and bring him to her chest.
She refused.

I then asked her to place a hand on his chest.
She agreed.

The baby started crying.
I asked why he was crying.

The answer came through a telepathic connection between the baby and my client. He had no mother. He was unwanted. Abandoned. Completely alone in that room.

After her touch, the baby was no longer cold. He began to feel safe and stopped crying.

I asked, “Where is the mother?”

She had left him.
I then asked who the mother was.

A few moments later, everything became clear.

The child was my client’s unborn son—an aborted child.

Though the boy appeared as a fragile, undeveloped infant, the presence communicating with her felt like the consciousness of the soul itself. Through their telepathic link, the soul expressed a timeless grief, saying that he had never been given the chance to live and carried the deep pain of not being wanted.

In many ways, my client carried that same feeling within herself and immediately recognized it.

The boy had somehow remained within my client’s heart space, deeply attached to her. At that moment, a vision of her mother appeared, with her back turned away. My client’s mother knew about it all but did not want to hear more. She strongly disapproved of the abortion. As though punishing herself further, my client refused anesthesia. As we moved through her memory, intense emotional and physical pain resurfaced moment by moment, at times bringing her to tears.

This explained the constant sadness and my client’s lifelong feeling of being unwanted. These feelings had not been entirely hers. Part of that pain had belonged to her unborn child.

I asked for help from my guides so the presence of the unborn child could be gently released and guided back to its source. The whole process unfolded with great gentleness. He was then taken away, perhaps returned to the light.

The room was now empty.
Quiet. Clear.

Last Words

These sessions revealed what had been there all along.

What appeared in the heart space was not a single story, but one with many layers. Fear, control, protection, and loss were all present, each holding its place. When they were seen and allowed to complete, they no longer needed to remain.

Once its source was recognized and released, the entire space changed on its own.

Nothing was forced.
What had remained unfinished was finally allowed to leave.

One more wounded soul had finally been freed from what did not belong to her. The burden she had carried for years was no longer weighing on her heart. What once felt cold, crowded, and oppressive had softened into calmness, openness, and peace.