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Making contact with the soul of Himalayan Mount Everest climber Francys Arsentiev who died up there in 1998

"Francys Arsentiev was the first American climber to reach the summit of Mount Everest without using bottled oxygen, on May 22, 1998. She died during her descent followed by her husband Sergei Arsentiev who died after going up again to look for her."

"I came across her case by accident and was hit by the sudden overwelming dread that come over me when I saw her picture. So I took note to make contact with her soul as soon as possible."

"As soon as I could it was at night when I called her soul and barely introduce myself to her then I hear in thoughts" OVER HERE..IM HERE..HELP ME PATRICK!" Then she broke down crying, as if she was saying" finally help is here":( I retintroduced myself again to her and explained the situation, her situation that she was no longer here, she was no longer on mount everest, only her body was. Then I hear cries and cries and more cries. I repeated in thoughts what I told her and tried to calm her down."

"Below are my questions and her answers in thoughts:"

- What happened to you?

"I was left behind"then she continues" My anckle....I cant walk no more"

"I re-explained to her the situation in a different way that she was no longer on mount everest and that she was only living in her last memory and that is what is blocking her from seeing where she really is right now."

"I then decided to create a spiritual stairecase for her that leads to the top of the stairs to a lit door. Then I told her what she needs to do to get out from the memory bubble she's in and that will get her off mount everest so to speak. Moments later I started seeing her hopping on her right leg. Just slowely hopping on the stairs that leads to the top. I notice that my staircase had very few steps. Moments later she arrived at the top then said:"

"Thank you Patrick!"

"But she would not go any further. I tried to convince her to keep going through the door to the other side then she will understand everything but she would not listen. Occasionally she would turn and look down the staircase looking down the dark bottom of the stairs. Then I tell her that all her friends and loved ones are in there but she needs to go through the lit door into the light first. But still she wouldn't budge. I then told her to take her time to go in there when ever she is ready then I left her there. She could see what's behind the lit door vaguely I could see but she didn't have the courage to continue. I then told her to call out the names of who ever she wants, all those who have gone before her and they will come to pay her a visit if they can hear her and if they are allowed to do so."

"Then a little bit later a silhouete came out from the light but I can barely see it. It was a man, I could see part of his right shoulder. She raised her arms up to hug him(that told me that this soul was either very tall or that she was a short person). He stayed a bit with her then left after. l did not feel any emotions of any kind with this encounter, no emotions flying out coming from her. Then she was back at the entrance of the lit door and wasnt ready yet to enter it. So again I told her in thoughts to take her time. I explained few more things to her and left her to decide on her own."

"I told her Its very late here(it was around 2 AM my time) and I have to go get some sleep."

"She answers with:"

"...Please don't sleep!"

"I said " Ok I'll stay with you I wont sleep I wont leave you"

"About two hours later somebody else a male come through from the lit door entrance toward Miss Francy's and she reach up again to this second man to give him a hug(another tall guy it seems). Now this encounter is alive and full of joy and emotions. It was completly different from the first male visitor. With the second visitor, just explosions of emotions came out from both sides, conversations and jokes were flying back and forth. This male seems to mean a lot to miss Francy's by her reactions to him. They kept talking and talking I could hear them but I could not tell what their conversations was about only that they were joyfull. I then decided to go to bed and leave them toguether."

Patrick Zakhm