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Presentation of a book about rescue and rescuers Recently I was invited to the presentation of the book The Rescue by Guy M., which took place in the home of unique people - Ruslan and Svetlana Gladkovitzer. The Israel Defense Forces soldier spoke vividly and interestingly about everything he saw with his own eyes. Marina Lagunova
If it weren't for Lilia, I simply wouldn't have survived...
I couldn't bring myself to write for a long time, but remembering how I was looking for at least one hope, I decided to share it anyway. My name is Tatyana. I was married for 8 years. Love since college. We've been through it all: poverty, rented apartments, loans, miscarriages, tears. But we held on. Together. Always. Until he started staying late at work. Then - cold in his eyes. Silence. Then he said: "I don't love you. It's all over." It seemed to me that I was going crazy. I was going from one extreme to another. I was looking for someone to blame in myself. I couldn't breathe, eat, live. I felt that he still loved me, something just happened. But he was like a stranger. A friend of mine recommended Liliya to me, who had also gone through the same thing. I wrote to her with trembling hands. She answered right away. "He didn't leave. He's lost. But if you're ready to go all the way, I'll help." We had several sessions. She did a cleansing. I read spells, burned candles. I cried, falling asleep with a prayer in my heart. And one morning he just... arrived. Without words. Without explanations. Knelt down. Hugged. "Forgive me. Forgive me. It was as if something was holding me. I was not myself. I want to come back. If you are still waiting..." I waited. And waited. Now he is more caring than ever. Flowers, kind words, he even started talking about a second child. Lily - you are an angel. Not just a woman, not just a clairvoyant. You are like a mother who carefully pulled me out of a hole. If you are suffering now and do not know where to go - go to Lily. She will not let you drown. Her contacts (+380638055486 - WhatsApp Viaiber; +19297133433
Clairvoyant Daria helped remove the curse - I share my review
I suffered for a long time: insomnia, fatigue, anxiety. Daria said that there was a strong negative. We did a cleansing, and I really felt how it became easier. Finally, I began to sleep and live normally. Thank her from the bottom of my heart! Contacts: +1 646 377 9379
Ilya Kolmanovsky on the brain, stress, and intuition
Ilya Kolmanovsky on the brain, stress, and intuition In October, an interesting meeting with Ilya Kolmanovsky took place in Manhattan. He was born into a family of psychologists, holds a PhD in biology, graduated from Moscow State University, and is a popularizer of science, now living in London. Some listeners have listened to his podcast, "The Naked Mole Rat." His lectures and podcasts are listened to by thousands of people worldwide, and now New Yorkers had the chance to hear him in person. Marina Lagunova
When it seemed that everything was falling apart, and our family was standing on the edge of the river, I ran to Varya’s molfarka... Then I didn’t know where to go, who to trust, what to fight for. A house that once filled with laughter and warmth became cold and empty. Lyubov has gone. The man moved away, the children sensed this tension, and I... I just stopped being myself. With hope and hope, I found Varya. I didn’t know what to look for, but my soul was calling... And she sensed me. She didn’t count on miracles... but she did it, she saw our whites like no one else. After I first grew up, it became easier for me to die. These words, this energy, these rituals... everything became a thing for us. She worked with us as carefully as with a wounded bird. And the guts all began to change. The man began to marvel at me again with warmth in his eyes. The children stopped crying at night. And I... I turned to myself. We began to speak, to hear, to forgive. Varya is not just a molfarka, there is a woman in whose hands the light lives. table.Dyakuyu, dear Varya, for those who you were with us then, if you didn’t believe anyone else. Let your kindness and strength return to you a thousand times. Number +380632574828 (Viber / WhatsApp / Telegram)
