Letter to the Editor by Galina Andrianova, Etobicoke, Ontario

LILYANA

I want everyone to know this, so that there can be less suffering in the world.  It turns out that there are people who can help out in times of trouble.  Recently my life had turned into a nightmare for me.  My family means everything to me and I knew that I was losing it.  It was all because of my husband.  My little boy, five year-old Sergey, he would remain with me, but Eugenia, my  daughter…  She’s 12 years-old, and she is strongly attached to her father.  I would have lost her, just like my husband, had Lilyana not saved me.  I want everyone to know that there are people in the world like Lilyana.

But let me start from the beginning.

It all began when my husband started seeing other women.  One day we were standing in the lineup at Price Chopper – there’s always a lineup on Friday.  You know, everyone is stocking up after the workweek for the weekend.  It meant that we had to stand for a while.  I left for a minute to get some sugar.  I always forget about things like salt and sugar; you don’t buy them every day.  I got a package of sugar and went back. 

As I approached the lineup, can you imagine what I saw?  My husband was sniffing at the checkout girl.  I couldn’t believe my eyes at first.  Incidentally, he had chatted with her before.  We go to this supermarket so often that several of the checkout girls are almost like friends.  This one seemed to be about 30 (I’m 40).  Well, she was such a fresh little thing that I just shot her with my eyes.  She was a brunette, but my husband is fair-haired.  We are from Ryazan Province in Russia and there are many fair-haired people there.  But my husband is a tall, fine figure of a man, while she was small – Vietnamese or Filipino. 

It must seem strange to you that he was sniffing her, but it is only surprising to those who don’t know my husband.  When he likes a woman, he tries to sidle up next to her and sniff her.  Of course, he usually does this without being noticed.  Even walking along the street, if he sees a beautiful woman coming his way, he must sniff her and inhale her scent.  A woman’s scent arouses him.  And not long ago, I read in a magazine that men’s sense of smell plays an important role in sex.

So in this manner, in the lineup, he was beginning to play with this checkout girl.

When we got home I attacked him.  He just laughed it off.

Over time, I kept my eye on my husband, and I discovered that he had another woman.  To be frank, I expected something like this even before the incident in the supermarket.  I woman just knows when a man is treating her badly.  My husband had become cold when he was around me.  He would rarely touch me – like a woman.  That’s how I knew.

He started a romance with one of our common acquaintances.

This woman had a husband who often left home on business, while she would remain at home alone.  They live not too far from us and we would often meet each other on the street.  We got to know her a year ago when we went to the lake to rest, and there she was, without her husband.

It all started in the winter.  My husband and I like to go cross-country skiing with the kids.  One day he invited her to join us.  There is a park not too far from us.  I never suspected anything bad.  She came skiing with us and sometimes skating.  I even lent her the skis and skates myself.  Meanwhile, he had started to visit her on the sly.

When I learned about all of this, I lost sleep.  The first time he denied it, saying that it was just gossip.  But then he started to come home later and later.  He would say that he was working overtime.

I cannot describe how I felt.  This was my second marriage and I really loved my husband.  How I would run it over in my mind, lying sleeplessly at night next to my husband.  I lay and I cried.  He slept peacefully. He was happy.  He was next to me, but I knew that he would leave me.  I was losing him, I was losing my daughter and I was losing my family.  I cannot hope to convey my grief to you on paper, but it was an incredible grief.  I have since grown many gray hairs because of those four months that he was with her.

Thankfully people suggested that I turn to Lilyana.  I called her.  As soon as she heard my voice, she told me about my problems.  Lilyana told me that bad forces had risen over me.  They still call it the “evil eye.”  And so she started helping me.  Lilyana told me in my first telephone conversation that I had to get away from my husband, that I shouldn’t see him for a certain period of time.  I went to the Salvation Army and they offered me shelter there.  Once I had settled in there, I went to have a meeting with Lilyana.  Lilyana lit a candle.  The smoke from the candle was very dense and smelled toxic.  And it was oh so dark.  It stayed like that until almost the entire candle had burnt down.  Lilyana said that this was a good sign and that it meant that the hex was going away.  While the candle was burning, all the bad went away.  By the end, the smoke was burning nice and white.  I stayed at the shelter for two weeks.  Lilyana conducted two séances with me.

I want to make a special point of saying that this is not a business for her.  She is simply helping people with God’s help – she helps everyone who needs it.  But a person must believe.  She can tell immediately on the telephone whether a person believes or not.

After this time period, my husband sought me out on his own.  He said that he had thought a lot over in those two weeks, and that he didn’t even know himself what had happened.  He said that his mother really gave him a serious talking to.  The children were crying and were asking about me the whole time.  And so he decided to break things off with the other woman.  He said that it was over – for good.

My husband believes that this whole thing was his idea and that his mother convinced him to save the family.

But, I know that God did it – with the help of Lilyana.

My husband became tender towards me all over again, just like before.  I could go home and be with my children and spouse.

Meanwhile, God punished that other woman.  Her husband found out about her behavior and left her.  Now she’s all alone.  She goes about looking at other men.

I know that I owe the salvation of my family to Lilyana.  I told it all to my husband.  When Lilyana came to Toronto another time, he presented her with an enormous bouquet of flowers.

Thank you, Lilyana, Thank goodness you’re here.

From the Editor (Dorno Magazine, August, 2001)

We invited the Psychic Vladimir Sogomonyan to write an editorial and asked him to add something to Galina’s letter.  Here’s what he told us.

The gift of clairvoyance is like the power to hypnotize and to heal.  They are all rare gifts.  For since time immemorial, people who have this gift have been called clairvoyants, witch doctors, prophets, healers…  But no matter what you want to call them, they exist:  they can do things that no one else can do.  There are skeptics who don’t believe in the existence of people who have powers such as these, and, generally speaking, I think we can understand why they feel this way.  There have been so many crooks in this field of work.  To a person in trouble, though, even these crooks seem helpful.  No wonder!  When a person is in trouble, he is ready to pay his last penny…

Lilyana possesses a vast gift for healing.  She helps an awful lot of people and they are spreading word of her all over Canada.  Amongst her healed ones are Russians and Jews, Ukrainians and Poles, Tatars and Georgians, Hispanic people and Italians, Anglophones and Francophones, Greeks…  It’s not even possible to count them all.  She’s been written about in newspapers, she’s been on television in Toronto, on the radio in Montreal, and, soon, she will be releasing her biography about her generous service to the benefit of other people.

There is a massive interest in her throughout society because she is a phenomenon and she is a miracle.

Telepathy, or the transmission of thoughts through space, exists.  It has been documented.  Haven’t you ever felt like someone was watching you?  Very often we look over our shoulders when we feel someone’s glance is upon us.  Often we are witnesses to moments when people feel that their relatives and acquaintances are in trouble.  These instances can be found in both scholarly and fictional literature.

Those who have had the occasion to be hypnotized (incidentally, not everyone is susceptible to hypnosis) are certain of the existence of the transmission of thoughts and desires through space.  Say a hypnotizer comes out on to the stage.  In his hands he holds a piece of cardboard, upon which there is a schematic illustration of a person.  The hypnotizer picks a volunteer and says to him:  “Do you feel any pain here?” At the same time he touches the knee on the illustration with his pointer, the person grips his knee and screams with pain.

What does the hypnotizer do?  He takes his will into his fist and somehow concentrates it.  And simultaneously, with his words or with his mind, he sends the command.  The effect is so strong that it overpowers the volunteer’s willpower.

In Kuprin’s short story, “Olessya,” the heroine simply looks at a wounded hand and stops the bleeding with her glance.  She actually carries out, if it may be expressed in this manner, a hypnotic séance:  she sees a rope in her imagination.  With it she blocks her friend’s way and she gets stuck, such is the compelling force of this imaginary obstacle.

Science does not understand how the spiritual healing process gets transferred.  It has never been revealed and, perhaps, the unfathomable depths of the emotional impact that one person holds for another never will be revealed.

But as for what we do know…

Black and large eyes enable a person to convey mental commands and orders to another.  The power of suggestion is beneficial if the donor (as science calls the person doing the suggesting) can look into the recipient’s eyes (the one being suggested to), without blinking.  Allow me to take an example from the animal kingdom.  Everybody knows that the boa constrictor entrances its victim.  Scientists think that precisely this fact – that a boa constrictor can look with large and unblinking eyes – plays a large role in leading a rabbit into its trance.

Besides a strong-willed and unbreakable glance, clairvoyants and healers need a strong soul and the ability to concentrate their wills.

But all these are merely the basic means and conditions one requires in order to be connected to white magic.

Love of humanity endows the healer with these vast and supernaturally miraculous powers.  Without a soul, without the desire to do good, there can be no healer.  The only person who can perform the miracle of healing is the one in whom the flame of love for others burns and never goes out, not even for an instant.  And Lilyana is precisely one such person.

Can Lilyana help everyone?  No, not everyone.  She draws her healing power from the universe:  there’s no use in turning to her for help if you don’t believe in that.

May people always come to you, Liliyana, and may your candle never extinguished be!

Russian Translation