My last life ended when I was tortured by the Nazis in 1943. I was a Jew working for the resistance in Poland. I came back 8 years later in 1951. I died shortly before my 50th birthday. I'm 71 now.

Between the ages of 8 and 22 the previous life that had ended in '43 came back to me as repetitive dreams and intrusive daytime images. Eventually it all got pieced together in my 50s.