A Past Life in Real Time

How One Client Discovered Her Life in Wartime Warsaw

The reading was almost over when my client asked her final question. She struggled with the injustice in the world and said:

“Everyone has a hard time with all the terrible things happening, but I can’t let it go. I get so angry when I read about injustice or see it on TV. Why does this live so strongly inside me? I’ve carried this my whole life.”

The Past Life Memory

As she spoke, I suddenly received clear flashes: a busy city shopping street. In my ear, my guides whispered: "Warsaw, Poland.”

I saw a young girl walking down that street. She stopped in front of a printing shop and looked up. My guides told me her father had started this business, and the family lived above it.

Then a wave of deep sadness washed over me.

My guides explained that this girl was the same soul as my client. That this was one of her past lives.

On September 1st, 1939, the German and Russian armies attacked Poland. This is considered the start of the Second World War.

In that short life, the printing shop in Warsaw was looted and destroyed by German soldiers during World War II. Her father was taken away and never returned. Without income, the family fell into poverty. The young girl stood there as the destruction happened and watched her father being taken. It made her — understandably — furious.

During the reading, I also received her Polish first name and part of her long Polish last name (I couldn’t clearly catch the full name, as Polish isn't my first language).

The Client’s Reaction and Research

My client was deeply moved. She felt the anger and the tears rise immediately. Right after our call, she started searching online for the destroyed printing shop in Warsaw. Not long afterward, she emailed me that she had found information, and even the Polish name! I was so excited for her.

Through further deep research online and with family trees, she found the entire family… and the little girl. She was thrilled! She discovered that the girl had died shortly after the war.

She had never visited Warsaw before, but now that she had the exact address, she wanted to go.
“Then I will walk down a street, in a city where I once lived in a previous life — how special that will be,” she said.

I’m sure on a soul level, she will recognize things and intuitively know her way around. What an incredible experience that visit will be for her, and I hope this will also bring healing.

The Advice from the Guides

As final advice, my guides told her that regression therapy could help release the anger about injustice now that she knew the source from that past life.

Would you like to explore your own past lives?
Read more about past life readings here.

A note from Barbara

Sometimes the pain we carry is not only our own.

My family lived through the darkness of World War II with extraordinary courage. My great-grandfather hid many Jewish families on his farm in Laren, the Netherlands. My grandfather hid food coupons in mattresses to pass them on to people in need and was chased into the woods during raids. My grandmother died in her small kitchen on October 5th. 1942, while eight months pregnant, and her four young children in the house, while my grandfather was hiding.

Even though I was born long after the war, I feel this history deep in my bones. The sadness, the anger, and above all, the immense admiration for the ordinary people who risked everything, their own lives and those of their families, to help complete strangers. In the hard world of 2026, that kind of selfless courage sometimes feels almost incomprehensible.

I have learned that trauma can travel through generations. It is not “just stories.” It is also in our cells, in our nervous system, and sometimes in our souls. Many people with war in their family recognize this: a deep grief that surfaces without clear reason, a strong reaction to certain words or images, or an inability to watch war films.

Through my work as a medium, I have come to understand that this pain is not a burden to carry alone. It is also a bridge. By acknowledging it, speaking about it, and transforming it into stories, art, or healing, we can slowly release what no longer needs to be carried.

If you recognize yourself in this, know that you are not alone. Your feelings are valid. And perhaps, somewhere in the family line, there are ancestors who are proud of you for feeling it so deeply, and for choosing to turn it into light.

With love,
Barbara

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