About Spirit, Mind and many other things...
Here I would like to tell you about myself. In order to do this I give some official documents (I call them "Credentials") and my autobiographic chronicle where I describe some events of my life and offer my interpretation of my views on life in general and some phenomena in particular. |
My "Credentials" | ||||||||
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The Mirror of my Soul
An Autobiographic ChronicleThere are several reasons why I decided to write my own biography. First, whenever I had occasion to talk about some events of my life, my stories would often come back to me in the form of the most unimaginable “folklore.” In fact, my tales took on such “facts” and colorations that even I listened to them with interest. 
The second reason that impelled to such a “feat” was the fact that every now and then someone would appear and offer to write my biography—and every time something stopped me. Once I even agreed to have an American woman author garner my recollections onto audiocassettes and spent several days with her recording them. But then I changed my mind and gave up the offer. First of all, I had to expend a lot of time describing and explaining events that had happened to me. Secondly, to my utter astonishment, writers and journalists managed to distort everything despite their having my recorded recollections: this would include exaggerating, distorting facts and sometimes simply telling bare-faced lies. Therefore, when Dmitri Baida, the administrator of my web site, suggested that I write the biography myself, I decided to do just that. And—as the process unfolded, it also became the interpretation of my views on life. I thought that if my life and my modus vivendi were interesting to people, then nobody was more qualified than I to convey what and when things happened in my life, what I thought as to one or another situation, what I felt and experienced. Certainly, everything that I am about to describe will be highly subjective and will reflect the outer world through my own eyes. But despite all this, I will try to reflect everything with maximum objectivity, as much as possible. As this is my biography, nobody will do it better than I, and if there is any distortion it will be my distortion of my own biography, which is better than distortions made by someone else. Nicolai Levashov | ||||
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Svetlana de Rohan-LevashovRevelation Volume 1. My childhoodWhy did I decided to write this book? Certainly, I did not do it because I considered myself someone special or extraordinary. I happened to live a very bright and unusual life, and if this book can prevent someone from feeling lonely in our splendid, but very cruel world then it was not written in vain.
This book is about this kind of "incorrect" life. It is a history of a "little hermit" lost in the incomprehensible and sometimes very "spiny" world of people, who walked a long and very "thorny" way and finally found the real essence and understanding of her life and miracles that surrounded her for so long time. I am thankful to my grand-dad for those bright and unforgettable recollections with which he filled with my child's world and for those unusual miracles which, unfortunately, very soon became a "scourge" of my child's existence. I am thankful to my father. Without his support I could never live my life with my head up high and feet firmly on the ground. He taught me how live without being broken and keep faith in myself. My life would never be the same without his love and faith. I am thankful to my mother for her wonderful kindness and faith in me, for her help and determination to save my "eccentric" abilities. I am thankful to my wonderful son Robert for the possibility to feel myself a proud mother, for his open heart and his talents, and simply for that he exists on this earth. And with all my soulI am thankful to my amazing husband–Nicolai Levashov–who helped me to find myself in my "lost" world, gave me the understanding of all these phenomena, which I painfully tried to unriddle during long years, and opened a door for me into unbelievable world of Big Space. To him, my best friend, without whom I now do not imagine my existence, I dedicate this book. | ||||
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