A Leap of Faith

A colleague, devout catholic and friend presented me with a lofty idea to travel to Poland and free the souls trapped at the Auschwitz concentration camps. Her intuitive perceptions pointed her to a past life experience where she was a man who had been shot dead in his sleep in Auschwitz. For as long as she could remember, my colleague had suffered with memory and reading problems. In childhood, she had an irrational fear of the nighttime and struggled with insomnia. Every now and then, migraine headaches on a particular spot on her head would erupt for no particular reason and recurrent thoughts of suicide were a regular feature. Being a therapist herself, she had worked really hard on healing herself, taken multiple trauma trainings, health exams and protocols, spiritual retreats, quantum healing methods and hypnotherapy sessions but nothing seemed to really resolve her long-standing symptoms.

I had met my friend at a time of enormous grief in my life and our correspondence felt like divine timing. Conversations with my son on the other side and a confirmation that more work needed to be done in Auschwitz, we took a leap of faith, trusting our intuitive impulses, we set about planning our journey to Auschwitz. The idea of healing one and many became a dream worth pursuing.

Reflections on Auschwitz

After I stepped into Auschwitz, it felt as though this era of history had been paused, not erased, and not forgotten, but suspended. Frozen in time while the rest of the world moves forward. Driving into the camp, I noticed life continuing outside its gates. Shops selling souvenirs, people carrying on about their day, neighbors walked to work, only five minutes away from the entrance to Auschwitz-Birkenau. I couldn’t imagine waking up every day so close to a place marked by such destruction and trying to go about life as normal. The pain would eat me alive.

Outside the camp, the world moves on. Inside, time stands still. The buildings are preserved, but they did not just feel intact; they felt active, alive. I could almost sense movement. Hear footsteps. Feel the presence of people who once lived, suffered, and died there. The energy was overwhelming. I held back my tears, could barely control my panic attacks, nausea and lightheaded and being overtaken with emotion. It was too much to process all at once. Millions murdered, families torn apart, and identities erased. The weight of what happened there pressed down on me like something physical. And even now, writing this days later, I’m only beginning to process what I witnessed.

We began our silent call to the angels, divine light of God, Jesus, Mother Mary, the Saints and emissaries of goodness to receive the souls trapped in the structures. Many woke up, many responded and yet again, thousands more were released from Auschwitz on January 27th 2026.

The Doors to Freedom

I was granted an open door where all souls stuck and seeking freedom may pass through. 

The door I speak of are pierced through many material doors, and at each door would stand an angel to guard it, and from each material door on earth links to the highest spheres chain of spirits, each link being one stage higher than the one below it.

Many shamans and mystics upon earth were given the keys of these doors that they might keep them open and that between humans and the spirit world there might be a passage. But unfortunately, as time passed and many of those who held these keys were not faithful. They were allured by corruption and notoriety and suffered their doors to close. Others again kept their doors but partly open and where only light and truth should have shown they suffered errors and darkness to creep in, and again the light from the spirit world was sullied and broken as it passed through these darkened doorways. Still more sad, as time passed on, the light ceased to shine at all and gave place to the thick impure rays from dark deceitful spirits from the lower sphere, and at last angels would close that door to be opened no more on earth. 

Despite these unfortunate acts of human errors, many new doors will open where humans stand, whose hearts are pure and unselfish and unsullied by the desires of earth; and through these doors poured such a flood of light upon the earth.  

The Biggest Lesson I Learned

With gratitude and amazement were many a souls set free and a corresponding healing and closure occurring for me and my colleague at the same time. It became resoundingly clear to me that we each have only one responsibility in life and that is to free ourselves and each other. 

81 years since Auschwitz and nothing has really changed. History keeps repeating itself and humanity seems to have either forgotten the past or doesn’t seem to care at all. Nevertheless, there are those who maintain a dedication to keep the doors open and light the way to freedom. 

In the future, the world will be led by philosophers and great thinkers, not politicians, billionaires, and scientists. Our leaders must be the ones whose spirits are tuned to the luminous heights, those who have developed themselves spiritually, leaders who have taken the time to advance themselves by developing a deep connection with their spirit and the cosmos. 

So, the saying —the gardeners of the garden must be the only ones who lead because they who do not garden, kill and eat.

Yours Truly in Love and Light,

Khadijat Quadri, LCHMC, CHt