Compassion for Hitler

✨ This post touches on spiritually challenging topics, including figures like Hitler and WWII. It is shared from a soul-level lens of compassion and reflection. Take what resonates, leave what doesn’t.

Recently, I came across this intense question in a Facebook message:

"Here is a man who, thanks to certain external characteristics, has the ability to use hundreds of other beings to relieve his boredom. Will God accept him as the loved prodigal son, even though he has ruined so many lives? Is this a mini-apocalyptic teacher sent to earth for didactic purposes? How would you evaluate, for example, the roles of Stalin and Hitler in the game of souls?"

And my honest answer?

Yes, of course God will accept him.
Even someone like Stalin or Hitler has the Divine present in every single cell. There is absolutely nothing a human can do to make God love them more or less. Just like a plant is loved in its seed stage, in its sprouting stage, when it's in full bloom, or when it begins bearing fruit — all stages are equally loved.

I have no doubt that for many souls, World War II was an extremely significant time — a portal for soul experience that is hard to replicate in other lifetimes.
How many people were able to truly feel what it means to fear, to love, to risk everything — including their own lives — for the sake of a stranger? Even in the darkest places — a concentration camp, the Siberian forests, or a battlefield — people made soul-level choices: to cling to fear, or to share love. Even if the outer circumstances remained hopeless, the inner experience shifted dramatically based on what they chose to embody.

On the soul level, I truly don’t believe in “ruined lives.” These souls chose those experiences — even the most harrowing — from the soul plane, for specific reasons. They returned, reincarnated, and carried forward the deep knowledge and energetic imprint of those experiences.

I believe that humanity, as a whole, learned something crucial through the war — what happens when one group is exalted and another is dehumanized.
And even today, while many people still crave separation, isolation, and hierarchy, the memory of WWII is a collective internal checkpoint — a kind of psychological and emotional brake. There are very few who would want to see that kind of history repeat itself. So in that sense, whether we like it or not, the war forced the world to take some small steps toward deeper understanding of unity, cooperation, and shared humanity, even through the pain.

Now, speaking specifically about Hitler — I believe he was greeted with unconditional love by his guides after death.
Only he could judge himself, as he reviewed his life and chose what he had learned, what he no longer wished to repeat, and what he still needed to understand.

Even traumatized souls who don’t want to return to Earth after experiencing “failure” are received with love. They’re wrapped in Divine energy and given time to rest, heal, and decide — without pressure — whether to incarnate again, or continue their journey elsewhere.

During one of my past life regression sessions, I saw a past life in which I was the leader of a violent barbarian group — the kind that rides into villages, kills entire communities, and assaults the women before doing so.
It was brutal. One of the most intense past lives I’ve ever accessed.

But in that regression, I could actually feel what he (well, me) felt in that life — the adrenaline, the power, the invincibility.
And I realized: every soul has played both roles — the aggressor, and the victim.

In nearly every other past life I’ve explored, I was the “wronged one.” And it’s easy to sit in that and think: “Wow, poor me. I’ve never harmed anyone. Why does all this happen to me?” But then we risk fearing power itself, fearing aggression, fearing shadow.

That lifetime reminded me — all souls learn by experiencing both sides of the coin.
The desire for power, and the cruelty it can bring, is a hallmark of a soul in its early stages of development. Like a small child going through their "terrible twos" — hitting, pushing, pulling hair. It’s not evil. It’s immature.
Eventually, the soul will learn it’s more beautiful to kiss the mother than to hurt her. To lift someone up, not knock them down.

And so I hold even the darkest souls — even Hitler — with the understanding that every being is ultimately a child of God, learning through experience.
That doesn’t mean we excuse their actions.
But it does mean we hold a broader perspective of soul evolution, healing, and return.

4/20/2020