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The weeks I spent in intensive care felt like hell on earth. I had no control over my body and could not speak. My breathing was so weak that even with a ventilator I could suffocate at any moment, because I would forget how to breathe.

I remember my mother visiting me in intensive care. She held a piece of paper on which my uncle Jurgis, a pastor, had written a short prayer. When she read it to me, I felt something new coming to life within me. I remembered my childhood, when, still a little boy, I would cycle alone to the town cemetery to catch lizards living in its fence. I remembered sensing and seeing the silhouettes of spirits that had not moved on. I remembered serving the priest at the altar in primary school, speaking to God in my thoughts, and receiving answers to every question that mattered to me. I remembered asking God for help whenever trouble came and how He always helped me. I remembered the period when I had moved away from God and focused only on physical things. Then I remembered beginning to study and work as a massage therapist, returning to the spiritual world, and repeatedly receiving thoughts that something serious would happen to my health and that only then would I be able to create many meaningful things in my life. I did not know how to handle those thoughts, so I pushed them aside as meaningless.

My health began to improve rapidly. I was moved from intensive care to a ward and later transferred to the rehabilitation hospital in Palanga. I remained there for a long time. Rehabilitation was very different from sport. When I first began learning to sit again, I often lost consciousness because my body had experienced such a severe shock that it could not tolerate the strain. I returned home full of optimism and hope that I would soon rise from the wheelchair. I tried to sit in it for as long as possible and trained hard, sometimes to the point of exhaustion, which in reality only made my results worse.

Six months later, I returned to the Palanga rehabilitation hospital for twenty-four days, full of motivation and eager to learn how to continue my recovery. Instead of gaining knowledge and strength, I developed a urinary tract infection. It seriously weakened my health, and I spent the entire rehabilitation period in bed. The infection caused tremendous pain and remained with me for a year and a half. Antibiotics would calm it, but one week later it would return even more strongly. The old antibiotics would no longer work, so stronger medication was needed. This continued until almost no effective medicine remained.

One hot summer day, while exercising with a physiotherapist, I felt severe pain around my heart that continued for several hours. We went to hospital. After listening with a stethoscope, a doctor said he could hear a heart murmur, although nothing appeared on the cardiogram. He listened again and confirmed the murmur. The hospital visit ended with advice to drink mineral water, and I was sent home.

I was deeply worried because the pain did not stop. Then I simply asked myself: why is this happening? Why does it hurt? I saw an image of blood-thinning medication. A month earlier, on a doctor’s advice, I had stopped taking it and replaced it with something else. After I took the medicine I had seen, the pain began to ease and eventually disappeared completely. This was the first time I resolved a situation in my life through inner seeing. Had I not taken that medication, my blood would probably have clotted and blocked my blood vessels. Once again, death had been very close.

Later, by closing situations from fifteen past lives with the help of inner seeing, I healed my bladder problems. By closing particular situations and seeing the true causes behind their consequences, I also resolved problems with low blood pressure, breathing, my stomach, chronic tonsillitis, blood clotting, chills, and insomnia. I used to take handfuls of medicine every day, but by working on myself and using inner seeing, I have now gone for more than ten years without taking any medication. When I undergo routine tests, doctors are surprised because the results are excellent. My family doctor says they are as good as when I was an athlete and that this is incredible.

When I sought medical help for the many conditions I had at the time, I was often told that they were normal consequences of severe trauma and complete disability, and that there was neither a reason nor a way to help me. Those answers encouraged me to search elsewhere for solutions. I immersed myself in a variety of spiritual practices. I had not been a complete beginner before the accident, because as a massage therapist I had worked with people’s energies. After the accident, however, my perception and understanding of life changed completely. By going deeper into myself, I began to see the true causes and healed every one of my conditions except one, the disability itself. But I understand why it remained and what meaning it holds in my life.

More and more people began asking me for advice, and I started sharing my knowledge and teaching others how to work with their inner seeing. I often help people address problems in relationships and business, as well as cleanse their karma. Karma is the reaction to our actions. In other words, what we do wrongly returns to us. As the number of people seeking help grows, my knowledge grows and my seeing deepens. I try never to stop and to continue evolving. As I evolve, I can help others resolve increasingly difficult problems. I use clairvoyance not only in matters of health, but also in relationships and business. Through this, I went from being a helpless, disabled person who could not move and lay in bed to becoming a successful human being.

Rokas Jarašius