The newborn was wrapped in a wolf coat and placed in a warm place, closer to the stove. She was not even given a name: they thought she would not survive. Only two months later the girl began to cry like a real baby... She was christened. They called it Vangelia, which in Greek means "bringing the good news."
Already at the age of three, little Vanga was left without a mother, and for a long time the girl grew up under the supervision of neighbors. Then the father brought a new mistress to the house, who became a caring stepmother for Vanga.
An inexplicable tragic event happened to a girl at the age of twelve. On a cloudy day, walking children noticed a strange cloud in the sky. “Thunderstorm,” the children thought. But there was no thunderstorm. An ominous cold wind fiercely tore young foliage from the trees, drove clouds of dust along the road, curled like funnels of a tornado, came closer and closer and suddenly picked up Vangelia. A terrible storm swirled her in a monstrous funnel, carried her through the air and threw her to the ground. There, in the roaring mouth of a tornado, she felt as if someone's palm touched her head and ... lost consciousness.
When Vanga woke up, she could not open her eyes, covered with sand. Local doctors advised her to urgently take her to the capital's hospital and operate. But where was the huge amount of 500 leva for those times? While her parents were looking for money, the girl began to go blind... She finally lost her sight four years after a strange incident.
In 1925, Vanga was sent to the House of the Blind, where she stayed for three years. Here the girls were taught to knit, sew and cook, taught the alphabet for the blind and played music with them. Here the girl met her first and, presumably, only love: she met a blind young man from a wealthy family and was already preparing for the wedding. Fate decided otherwise. Vanga's stepmother died while giving birth to another child, and the confused father could not do without the help of his eldest daughter. And the girl, having buried her dreams of happiness, returned to her poor father's house...
The next ten years were the most difficult for Vanga. She knitted, sewed, spun, despite her blindness, but still there was not enough money. And then there was a serious illness: standing in line for benefits for the poor - barefoot, on a cement floor - Vanga caught a bad cold and came down with pleurisy. None of those around her hoped for her recovery, but suddenly a miracle happened and the patient got out of bed. After that, people began to notice her amazing abilities ...
“In 1940, Vanga first fell into a long trance, and in 1941 she suddenly spoke in a strange, male voice and began to predict to everyone later life or death in war. For almost a whole year she did not sleep ... ”- Orthodox publications talk about the soothsayer.
She herself admitted: at that distant time, she suddenly discovered with surprise: she knew in advance about what others did not even suspect. At first, she didn’t tell anyone about it - she was afraid that they would be declared crazy. And yet, one day she could not resist, she told her neighbors that the war would begin in April. Who then believed her?
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But on April 6, German troops crossed the border of Yugoslavia. It was then that they remembered the prophecy of the blind. Wang began to be called "clairvoyant." And the pilgrimage to her house began...
She didn’t refuse anyone (except that years later she kicked out Chumak and Kashpirovsky and Juna’s students) and almost never made mistakes - only in the last few years ... It’s interesting that she usually didn’t talk to those whose days were already numbered, or with those who came from curiosity. The Bulgarian scientist Georgy Lozanov watched Vanga for a quarter of a century and noted more than 7,000 cases of her predictions coming true. He came to the conclusion that Vanga's "recognition" goes beyond the boundaries of random coincidences and reaches 80 percent.
... In 1942, soldier Dimitar Gushcherov came to Vanga with a request to point out the killers of his brother. The soothsayer left the answer:
“I will tell you about them, but not now. You must promise me that you will not take revenge, because this is not necessary. You will live to see the day when you will see their demise with your own eyes.”
The soldier came to the woman who struck him many times and finally offered her his hand and heart. They got married, and soon Dimitar took Vanga to Petrich - about 200 kilometers from Sofia. The soothsayer suffered greatly because she was childless. Her husband, who drank a lot last years died in 1962 from cirrhosis of the liver. A few years after his death, an orphan boy knocked on Vanga's house, replacing her own son. Subsequently, Dimitar Volchev chose a career as a prosecutor.
She foresaw not only the course of the Second World War, but also the events in Prague, Nicaragua, and Syria. In 1943, she spoke directly to Hitler's face: “Leave Russia alone! You will lose this war!" They say the Fuhrer ridiculed the Bulgarian clairvoyant ... And in vain! In 1963, she predicted an assassination attempt on the 35th President of the United States, which turned out to be John F. Kennedy. In 1968, she predicted three important political events at once: the rebellion in Czechoslovakia, the mortal wounding of Senator Robert Kennedy, and the victory of the Republican candidate. In 1969, she "saw" the death of Indira Gandhi, and in 1979, the beginning of perestroika and the collapse of the USSR... And once she said: "Kursk will be under water, and the whole world will mourn it..." Kursk? A city far from big water? Only in August 2000 did it become clear what kind of "Kursk" the prophetess was talking about ...
In 1967, Vanga, in her words, "entered" the civil service. They say that at one time she received up to 120 people a day. In recent years, she has prophesied only to ten or fifteen visitors, spending three or four minutes on each. The money for the reception went to the city treasury. A visit to the prophetess cost Bulgarians and citizens of the socialist countries 100 leva (about $2), and foreigners $50. However, for a long time, the Bulgarian special services did not allow foreigners to visit it.
How did she "work"? Vanga herself spoke about this as follows:
“When a person stands in front of me, all the deceased loved ones gather around him. They themselves ask me questions and willingly answer mine. What I hear from them, I pass on to the living ... "
“Calling herself an Orthodox believer, Vanga, in fact, was not one at all,” representatives of the Russian Orthodox Church. “She recognized reincarnation, which means she was a pagan.”
Nevertheless, Vanga was exclusively religious - she noted everything church holidays, observed the posts. Opposite her house, with her own savings and donations from people, Vanga built the Orthodox Church of St. Petka. The arches of the snow-white temple were painted by the famous Bulgarian artist Svetlin Rusev. But her relations with the church remained strained, for the clergy do not recognize such "prophets".
"Do you want to explain what I'm doing? Vanga said. - Yes, how can you explain this when it is the work of God? My gift is from God. He deprived me of sight, but gave me other eyes with which I see the world - both visible and invisible ... "
Her regular guests were the Bulgarian Tsar Simeon II, the leader of the party and state Todor Zhivkov, whose daughter Lyudmila, who served as Minister of Culture of the NRB, took care of the soothsayer for many years. The writers L. Leonov, Yu. Semenov, the artist N. Roerich and many others paid visits. Emissaries from B. Yeltsin repeatedly visited my grandmother. The soothsayer willingly gave political forecasts (for certain reasons, this was not advertised). In Russian she used to say:
“Yes, you have done a lot of things. But you criticize Gorbachev in vain. You still remember how good it was with him.
Once came to the clairvoyant actor Vyacheslav Tikhonov. Before he had time to cross the threshold, Vanga asked in an angry voice: “Why didn’t you fulfill the request of your friend Yuri Gagarin? After all, before the last flight, he asked you to buy an alarm clock and put it on the table, as if in memory. Tikhonov was shocked. No one except him and Gagarin knew about this episode.
Leonid Leonov visited Vanga several times, who unconditionally believed everything that the old woman told him. In January 1991, the writer turned to his Bulgarian friend with a request to pass the letter to Vanga. It dealt with the novel "Pyramid", which Leonov began to work on back in 1939. He was not satisfied with what he had written and was already thinking about destroying the almost finished book. Vanga, having received the letter, replied: “The novel is completed, we just need to make some additions ... It will go out of print and will be translated into many languages.” And Leonid Maksimovich also read the following in the Bulgarian woman's message: "As soon as you finish your novel, you will die." For twenty years he did not put an end to his novel, and perhaps the world would never have seen the Pyramid if, in the early 1990s, Grandmother Vanga had not sent another letter to Leonov: “You will have time to print your novel, and he gain international fame. In April 1994, the first volume of the novel was published, and in the summer of the same year, after the celebration of the 95th anniversary, Leonid Leonov died. The prediction did come true...
Visited Vanga and E. Yevtushenko. According to eyewitnesses, the old woman did not stand on ceremony with him: “What a writer you are! It smells like a barrel from you! You know a lot and are good for a lot, but why do you drink and smoke so much?
Many of Vanga's statements were recorded by her niece Krasimira Stoyanova. Here are some of them:
“The time of miracles will come, science will make great discoveries in the field of the intangible. We will witness great archaeological discoveries that will radically change our understanding of the world since ancient times. All the hidden gold will come to the surface of the earth, but the water will leave. So preordained!
The future belongs to kind people, and they will live in a wonderful world that is hard for us to imagine now...
The soul does not die. Only souls bad people angry, and they are not called to heaven. They don't transform. Only the kindest and best return to earth.
Do not envy anything, mourn my life, because the burden that I carry is unbearable. Do not wish for too much - you will not be able to repay ... "
A month before her death, Vanga seemed to have announced the exact date of her death. No one knows if the prophetess still had heirs... Once a Bulgarian seer said: there is a girl in France, to whom she will pass on her abilities - when she dies, a ten-year-old girl will go blind... However, before her death she said:
“God gave me these abilities, and God will decide who to pass them on to. Nothing dedends on me".
Wang accepted death with a smile. Exactly at midnight on August 10, 1996, doctors noted a sudden improvement in the condition of the sick prophetess (bringing relief to people, she herself suffered from a progressive oncological disease, which she did not allow anyone to treat). According to her niece, her grandmother asked for a glass of water and bread, then wished to be bathed. “Now I'm fine,” she said. At about nine o'clock in the morning, Vanga reported that the spirits of once deceased relatives had arrived for her. The fortuneteller talked to them, made movements, as if stroking someone on the head ... At 10 o'clock in the morning, "the most informed grandmother of the planet", as she was called in the press, left this world
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valera 29.08.2007 11:31:58
castaneda: our world is beautiful and terrifying at the same time.
I believe and I don't believe
Irina 06.12.2008 09:26:21
Yes, I agree that there are many who predict, but all predictions can be interpreted in different ways, as you want it ... Although everything is possible, here I also don’t remember exactly where, I heard that the trouble with terrorism even before Vanga was predicted by someone, in my opinion, if I’m not mistaken, this is Nastrodamus, so how is this to be understood? Now, if it was said so in the predictions specifically, they say the plane will fly into the building or there will be AIDS, which only then (a specific date) will be cured, then maybe everyone believed in predictions, but now everything can be understood in its own way! Isn't it?
Vangelia Pandeva Surcheva or Dimitrova is the most a famous person worldwide. Since her predictions have always aroused interest, no one has yet been able to decipher them in full.
By the way, Vanga is a controversial person, since some skeptics could never come to terms with the fact that a Bulgarian woman had a talent for healing and a seer. Some people even called Vangelia Gushterova a charlatan or even crazy, but few people treat this symbol of the century with indifference.
The blind woman lived poorly until the end of her life in the town of Petrich, located at the crossroads of the borders of Bulgaria, Macedonia and Greece. She accepted the suffering and the poor and the rich, never demanding financial reward for her predictions.
Fans of the clairvoyant talent for many years tried to determine her physical parameters, including finding out what her height, weight, and age are. The years of the life of the Foreteller Vanga can be clarified on the Internet, since she was born in 1911 and died in 1996.
It can be understood from the years of her life that the woman lived only eighty-five full years, by the way, Vanga: the photos in her youth and now are almost identical, but in the later of them, the blind woman acquired an increasing number of wrinkles.
At the same time, Vangelia (Vanga) had a height during her lifetime that did not exceed a meter and sixty-four centimeters, and a woman weighed no less than sixty kilograms.
Biography and personal life of the Foreteller Vanga
The biography and personal life of the Foreteller Vanga has always been incredibly interesting for every person. The baby was born in the town of Strumnitsa, which is located on the territory of the then Ottoman Empire.
Father - Pande Surchev - was in Turkish captivity, as an activist of the VMORO, but after the revolution he was released, then he went to the front, died in 1940 alone and in terrible poverty.
Mother - Paraskeva Surcheva - worked on a collective farm, but died suddenly in 1940.
Brother - Vasil Surchev was a half-blood, he fought, ended up in Yugoslavia and became an ordinary worker and lived in Strumnitsa. Vanga also had half-brothers - Tom Surchev and a sister - Lyubka Surcheva, whom the girl raised on her own. Tom and Lyubka during the years of German occupation went to partisan detachment, where the guy voluntarily surrendered to the Nazis in exchange for hostages in 1944 and was killed after torture.
Until recently, Lyubka lived with Vanga herself, helping her with the housework and looking after the children. She invited visitors and assisted her.
Vanga played a strange game from an early age, she blindfolded and pretended to be blind. The tragedy happened at the age of twelve, when a girl in Macedonia was walking home with her cousins. She was picked up by a tornado and dragged a hundred meters, clogging her eyes.
Vanga became blind, because her eyes were irretrievably covered with sand, and there was no money to treat her. At the same time, the girl studied at the Serbian House of the Blind. But she could not finish her studies due to the fact that she had to help her relatives.
After the Second began World War The girl had an unexpected gift of foresight. From the pieces of sugar placed under the pillow at night, she could tell whether a person was missing or dead.
Vangelia claimed that a strange ancient warrior presented her with a gift, simultaneously curing her of pleurisy. Therefore, famous, rich and influential people came to her. Which for all the time brought about two tons of sugar pieces.
She knew how to predict the future of a person, but could not change him. And also, she treated for many diseases or directed to a specific doctor. Vanga communicated with the souls of the dead or with an inhuman voice.
Currently, a huge number of documentary projects have been filmed about Wang and numerous books have been written. They rarely describe the personal life of the seer, but it is strange that with such employment she had it at all.
The woman often said that she was truly in love only in the House of the Blind, when she heard a new young man and realized that he was hers. true destiny. Dimitar came to this school from Gyoto, he was blind, but this did not prevent young people from falling in love, but pure and innocent.
Vanga's parents were poor, and Dimitar was brought up in rich family. His parents approved of the news that the son found his beloved and decided to marry, but the case decided everything. The girl was taken by her father so that she would raise two brothers and a sister, she submitted and refused love.
Family and children of the Foreteller Vanga
The family and children of the Foreteller Vanga were quite unusual, and many facts from her life did resemble a fairy tale. The fact is that Vangelia's family was very poor, her parents were constantly sick or worked, but could not earn an extra penny. The girl received the name Vanga contrary to Bulgarian traditions, because when asked about the name of the newborn, the first comer said that the baby should be called Andromache.
The grandmother was against such a pretentious name, she went out into the street a second time, and the newborn received beautiful name Vangelia. Mom died early, and her father was mobilized to the front, so the baby wandered around compassionate neighbors.
Later, the father was demobilized and married a woman from Macedonia, who gave birth to three more children and died suddenly in the fourth birth. That is why the blind beauty was entrusted with the duties of a mother, which she fulfilled with honor. At the same time, the father never stayed at home, because he either fought or was in prison, but failed to bring his family and children out of poverty.
Vangelia was left blind, because her father simply could not or did not want to find money to treat his injured eyes.
The girl often said that children were her great pain, since Vanga did not have her own kids. She became a mother to two beautiful kids, whom she managed to put on their feet.
The seer often said that she was barren because of her rare gift. But sometimes she claimed that the absence of her own children was influenced by the Second World War, which brought hunger, disease and hypothermia. At the same time, in her entire life, Vanga became the godmother of at least fifteen thousand babies, since she never refused this.
The son of the Foreteller Vanga - Dimitar Vylchev
The son of the Foreteller Vanga, Dimitar Vylchev, is adopted, since the woman did not have her own children, he appeared after the death of her husband. The boy was terminally ill, but Vanga christened him and cured him, giving him a name in honor of her husband.
Mitko was incredibly talented in everything, he studied well and was interested in how to protect those who suffer from criminal encroachments. That is why, after graduating from school, the boy entered the institute and received a higher legal education.
Dimitar Valchev is far from the last person in Bulgaria, since he became a prosecutor. In addition, the guy headed the fund, which is named after his mother, he is happily married to the girl who Vanga herself predicted.
Daughter of the Foreteller Vanga - Violetta Gushterova
The daughter of the Foreteller Vanga - Violetta Gushterova - appeared in the life of the seer not from birth, but from the day she was six years old. The name of the baby, by the way, has not yet been established, since the adopted girl was called not only Violetta, but also Venche or Veneta.
The girl said that Vanga loved her dearly, she never swore over trifles, was hospitable, taught to be honest, kind and fair. Violetta still remembers how Vanga hugged her with her brother, sang lullabies and taught her to read.
The girl received an excellent education, she graduated from the university as a linguist and is a translator in demand in the country. She got married, gave birth to a child, and now she is raising him exactly the way his foster mother did.
Violetta says that she is slightly offended by the fact that her mother bequeathed all the property, house and money in the bank account to the state, clearly cheating her relatives. She sued the state for about five years, but she could not prove anything.
Husband of the Foreteller Vanga - Dimitar Gushterov
The husband of the Foreteller Vanga, Dimitar Gushterov, is the girl's first and only husband. He was never loved by his wife, but he tried to support her and be around. The guy appeared when his chosen one was thirty-one years old, he was eight years younger than Vanga, but the woman looked young.
Mitko wanted to know who killed his brother in order to punish the offender, but Vanga personally came out to meet him and dissuaded him from revenge. After that, young people began to meet, talked for a long time about everything in the world.
Soon after the meeting, the girl and the guy got married, but Dimitar's parents did not support this marriage, because they were rich, and Vangelia not only had no money, but was also blind.
The girl and her sister moved to a tiny house, where they began to take care of the household, but fame came here, although Dimitar was against his wife continuing to receive people. However, this is how Vanga fed her family, since scarce sugar saved children from starvation.
The Nazis offered Vanga to work for them, but she resolutely refused, so they sent Gushterov to Greece, where he caught the insidious hepatitis C.
Dimitar died from the consequences of alcohol abuse, because he had a terrible stomach ache, torn by overwork. Vanga persuaded her husband not to drink alcohol, but he did not listen, and the clairvoyant understood that her husband was doomed.
Dimitar died of cirrhosis of the liver in tandem with dropsy forty years after the wedding celebration.
Vanga's predictions for Russia verbatim
Vanga's predictions for Russia literally - this is exactly the material that has been collected for many years, deciphered and trying to find inconsistencies with reality. So Vanga's prophecies were given for different countries of the world, but in different years, so she predicted the beginning of the Second World War, the death of the submarine "Kursk" and the accident at the Chernobyl nuclear power plant.
Russia received a prediction according to which perestroika was predicted, a change of power and its transition to Gorbachev and Yeltsin. However, not all predictions can be trusted, since a cure for oncology is predicted, the beginning of the Third World War, nuclear weapon, which will lead to radioactive rain.
Rumor has it that the wrong and even free interpretation of predictions, including those relating to Russia, is to blame. Indirectly, we can say that our country in 2018 will feel pretty good.
At the same time, Vanga's prediction for 2018 literally says that China will rise to the top of the world. And since the Russian Federation and the Celestial Empire are cooperating, it can be argued that Russia has nothing to fear.
The interpretation of Vanga's dreams or Vanga's Dream Interpretation in the House of the Sun is an extremely popular book. Since the clairvoyant often said that dreams can tell about the fate of not only a particular person, but also an entire country or even the world.
Wikipedia Foreteller Vanga
Wikipedia Fortune Teller Vanga has existed for a long time and is officially confirmed, while you can find a page in Russian and Bulgarian. You can find an article that is dedicated to Father Vangelia, but in Bulgarian and not too extensive.
From the main article, it is really possible to clarify data on an unhappy childhood, parents, causes of blindness, activities and personal views. A lot of relevant and reliable information can be found about how Vanga became a clairvoyant and her methods of work.
It is interesting to know that the death of a woman came from advanced oncology, she was buried in Bulgaria. Despite the fact that there is a lot of information about predictions, including those that did not come true, it is rather unfortunate that there is no data about Vanga's wife and children.
Vangelia Pandeva Dimitrova (January 31, 1911 - August 11, 1996) - Bulgarian fortuneteller, who at an advanced age became known to the whole world. Show business stars, officials and even politicians turned to her for help.
Childhood
Vangelia was born on January 31 in the city of Strumica, which was located on the border of three states at once - Greece, the Republic of Macedonia and Bulgaria. Her family was quite poor and religious. My father was a small landowner and kept his own tavern.
The girl received the name in a very traditional way for Bulgaria at that time: there is a Bulgarian-Macedonian belief that only the first person who is asked for a name for a born child can name it as impartially and objectively as possible. On the contrary, parents never gave their babies names on their own, since a name mispronounced by a close relative could bring great misfortune, up to a broken fate. That is why on January 31, the girl's mother went out into the street and asked the name of the first person she met. The choice fell on Andromache. However, contrary to beliefs and traditions, the father considered the name inappropriate and suggested asking a second time. The second name was Vangelia, which in translation from Bulgarian means " good news". This time, the parents were completely satisfied and felt that this name would be more suitable for the baby than the previous one.
Vangelia's childhood passed calmly and joyfully. Despite the fact that she did not go to school (her mother taught her everything), the child was happy. From an early age, the girl was distinguished by diligence and loved to help not only her parents, but also her neighbors, for which she was loved and respected by their entire small town.
At the age of three, Vangelia loses her mother, who dies after a serious illness, because of which the girl closes herself from everyone for a long time. At the same time, the second unpleasant event in life happens. small child- The First World War begins, and Vangelia's father is taken to the front. In order for the baby to be safe and sound, he leaves her in the care of neighbors and disappears from the child’s life for a long time, practically not communicating with Vangelia throughout the war.
Youth
As soon as the First World War ended and his father returned to his hometown, he decided to marry a second time. With her stepmother and father, young Vangelia moves to Novo Selo, located in Macedonia. This is her father's hometown. The next tragedy happens there, which, by the way, befell an incredibly large number of young girls.
Once Vangelia, together with friends and girlfriends, was returning home late in the evening, when a strong hurricane suddenly began. Not having time to hide in the nearest house, the girl finds herself practically in its epicenter, as a result of which strong gusts of wind throw her many meters away from the road. After the end of the storm, the villagers equip a detachment in search of the victim, who by that time was already considered dead (almost no one manages to survive in the epicenter of the hurricane). However, Vangelia is found alive. Thanks to the branches that have covered her, she is conscious, waiting out the worst part of the hurricane. But due to dust whirlwinds, the girl's eyes are so clogged with sand that she is not able to open them.
Exhausted and exhausted, Vangelia is brought home, where they try to wash her eyes. But water alone is not enough, as inflammation and infection spread rapidly. As a result, after a few weeks, the girl completely loses her sight and with it hope, since eye treatment is prohibitively expensive for her family. In order to somehow alleviate the suffering of Vangelia, her stepmother sends her to a specialized boarding house in Zemun, where people like her are taught the Braille alphabet and everything that is necessary in life. Upon returning to her native village, the girl learns about the death of her stepmother, which happened shortly after her departure.
The manifestation of psychic abilities
The years of World War II found Vanga in her hometown, where she returned after Novo Selo, where she was no longer held. At first, she earned her living by collecting herbs and preparing potions from them. But after 1939, a rumor spread in her city that a woman allegedly lives there, who can determine whether a person died in the war or is still alive. Vanga herself spoke more than once about a certain “mysterious horseman” who visited her twice and left behind incredible abilities that helped her see more than other people.
After the whole city learned about the incredible abilities of the woman, they began to turn to her for help. Most came for advice on how to cure this or that ailment. Vanga examined patients, and then told them the city and the name of the person who needed to be contacted for treatment. According to rumors, the woman not only never made a mistake, but also saved many residents, whose diseases even highly qualified specialists could not cope with. By the way, Wang was also visited by titled persons. On April 8, 1942, the Tsar of Bulgaria Boris III turned to her, but the purpose of his visit is still unknown (Vanga never told anyone about most of the patients).
Since 1967, Vanga has been appointed as a civil servant with an official salary of 200 leva per month. At the same time, the woman continues, at her discretion, to receive some visitors absolutely free of charge or for a symbolic gift. According to her niece, Krasimira Stoyanova, Vanga always saw the financial condition of a person and never asked for money from those who needed it more than she did.
Vanga's predictions
It is quite difficult to list absolutely all the predictions of a woman with incredible abilities. Among them, those that she spoke about states, wars and social problems. So, Vanga clearly predicted civil war, which will unfold at the turn of the 20th century, the financial problems of the West (the default of the United States of America), as well as a big breakthrough in the scientific field and space exploration. Presumably, she knew about the September 11 attacks in America, about the accident at the Chernobyl nuclear power plant, and even about the death of Stalin, but not a single document has survived to this day that could confirm such rumors.
However, many scientists, psychologists and bibliographers claim that Vanga was just a popular brand. Alexandrov, academician of the Russian Academy of Sciences, said the following about her:
“Vanga is a beautifully presented brand that was a profitable source for the state and special services. The woman had absolutely no powers. All the work for her was done by taxi drivers, bartenders, waiters and, of course, special agents. She was given profiles of future visitors, the purpose of their visit and hopes, and she was only required to teach it theatrically and “smartly”, gaining a tidy sum.
Presumably, Vanga also predicted her own death, which occurred on August 11, 1996. Over the past few years, the woman suffered from cancer of the right breast, but a few days before her death, she announced to her close friends and niece that she would leave very soon. Again, no one knows whether this was another prediction, or whether the sick person simply felt the imminent approach of his own death.
Personal life
In 1942, Vanga marries Dimitar Gushterov and, a few months later, the newlyweds move to Petrich. But there the husband is forced to leave the girl alone, because by September of the same year he was taken to the front. Dimitar returns after the end of World War II with a severely disturbed psyche and a severe form of alcoholism. Until 1962, Vanga tries to fight adversity and save her husband, but he dies of cirrhosis of the liver.
“Vanga and I are blood sisters - children of one father and two mothers. Vanga was left an orphan like me when she was two years old. Her mother Paraskeva died in terrible agony at the birth of her second child and was buried with him. My mother also died during the birth of her second child, who was to be born after me. However, we both survived and, thank God, lived to old age. We were together in joy and in trouble.
From an early age, I remember how I secretly watched my sister Vanga. When she cried, large tears flowed from her forever dead eyes. She did not say anything, only cried, but in spite of everything, we believed that the end of our beggarly life would come.
I will not forget one unfortunate moment. Vanga walked around the yard and accidentally stumbled upon a large cauldron. A deep wound formed on the leg from a severe bruise. More than a week has passed, and the wound has not healed. Vanga did nothing - no medicines, no bandages. The neighbors looked and felt sorry for her, but no one offered any treatment. One morning she woke me very early - apparently, she did not close her eyes from the pain all night. She said, "Go to Maria's neighbor, ask her for some blue vitriol." I went. Hearing what I needed, the neighbor decided that Vanga wanted to poison herself, so she personally came to us. Vanga said: “Go out onto the stairs, grind blue vitriol into powder, collect it in a piece of paper and bring it! Then sprinkle on the wound." Aunt Maria was frightened and said that it was dangerous, that blue vitriol was poisonous, but Vanga insisted on her own. After I covered the wound, she took the needles and began to knit. She knitted very quickly, apparently, she wanted to drown out the pain. She must have been in a lot of pain, but she didn't say a word. Only the needles tapped faster and faster. At some point, the wound boiled. It boiled for a while, then liquid flowed out of it, and then everything stopped. Vanga asked what I see, I replied that nothing was already flowing, but the wound turned white. Vanga seemed to calm down. The next morning, a neighbor came running at the dawn to find out how Vanga was doing. She was afraid that something bad would happen, but her sister said that she slept like a log at night. In a few days, the wound healed and Vanga quickly recovered. We were very happy, because we lived inseparably for many years and could not imagine how we would exist without each other.
In a similar strange way, she treated her father. The Turks beat him terribly in Yedikule prison, and his whole body was covered with scars. Even with a slight bruise, the skin became inflamed and infection began. Once he hurt himself, and the wound did not heal for a long time. Then Vanga made him an ointment of ground hemp and melted lard. None of the neighbors had heard of such an ointment, but it helped - in twenty days the father fully recovered.
We were very poor and we had almost nothing - no clothes, no shoes, so Vanga was given the clothes of dead women. I remember my neighbor Vesselina - she died of tuberculosis, and the clothes were given to my sister. People were afraid to come to us, knowing that the disease is contagious. But we did not think about it - as they say, infection does not stick to infection.
When we arrived in Bulgaria, things didn't get any easier. My son-in-law, Vanga's wife, was again taken to the military training camp in White Sea. The official authorities in Petrich looked at Vanga as a sorceress and a charlatan.
The authorities of the Council forced her to serve a labor service - to work 15 days a month. And you can not, you know - pay a fine. The money that people gave Vanga was a trifle. Every day I took them to the tax office. There, the officials swore that I had not exchanged for paper bills, and they were not “shone” to count this trifle all day.
Big taxes were taken from Vanga. They kept track of how many people visited it and how much they paid, so taxes were different every day.
Upon returning from the training camp, the son-in-law slowly began to build a new house in Petrich, but he died very young - he was only 42 years old. Vanga completed the house and brought it to its current state. But then she left him, moved to the swamps in Rulit. Why she did this, I still do not understand.
Vanga was visited by many prominent personalities. She was obliged to take them at any time. No one reckoned with her - whether she was tired, sleeping or having dinner, it did not matter. The "big shot" should not and could not wait. They need everything at once. And one more detail: many of the local "majesties" had a direct benefit from Vanga's services. If someone had problems - getting a scarce product or building materials, or placing someone's child in an institute - they found out who could help and led this person to Vanga, and she wondered and predicted the future out of turn. Then, of course, the man duly thanked the one who arranged for him to meet Vanga. However, the same thing is happening now, despite the poor health of her sister. Some of those in power, if they showed interest in her health and problems, then their interest was only enough for the time while they were with her. Then the promises were forgotten.
The only one who pitied her and stood up for her was Dr. George Lozanov, and then Venko Markovsky and Ivan Arzhentinsky (let the earth rest in peace). Until Vanga became a "civil servant", the local authorities constantly harassed her and bothered her because of all sorts of denunciations. She became the target of bullying. Once a policeman was sent to arrest her and take her to the police station. Vanga was alone in the house and asked to wait until her husband returned from the market to see her off. But the policeman replied, “I can't wait! Listen to my footsteps and you won't get lost." Vanga cried for a long time after this incident.
Vanga is a center of attraction for many people. They visit for various reasons. And despite countless acquaintances, the sister has long been repeating: "I am lonely, lonely and one day I will be left alone on the planet." She perfectly understands that almost everyone who calls himself her friend or relative comes to her out of their own interest, and not out of love for her.
Now she lies sick in a small house in Rupita, hardly speaks and, probably, incessantly leafing through the pages of her tragic life. Sometimes, sitting next to her by the bed, I recall aloud different cases from our distant childhood. We are sometimes funny, and most of the time sad. But I try to remember or tell her more fun moments, distract her attention. She revives from the memories and keeps asking to tell her anything else that we have experienced together. However, our memories are more bitter.
I remember the time when Serbian authorities came to Strumica. The old people did not understand their language. My teacher was from somewhere in old Serbia. Every day, after the end of classes, he repeated: “First learn the language!” One day my father chopped dried tobacco and went outside, he was a heavy smoker, but he had no money to buy cigarettes. On the street he was met by financial service officials who asked him in Serbian what kind of cigarettes he smoked. Father did not understand anything, stood quietly, not saying a word. Then they searched his pockets and found crumbled tobacco and rolled-up paper cut from newspaper. Father did not read newspapers because he did not know the language, they served him only as paper for cigarettes. While they were standing there, the officials felt for something else wrapped in a handkerchief and explained to him that he should go to the mayor's office and pay a fine, since it is forbidden to smoke unprocessed tobacco. My father, of course, had no money, and then for this "terrible" crime he was arrested and for 15 days crushed stones on the highway to the village of Dobilya. In the morning they were not given a crumb, how he survived, I don’t know. Perhaps the workers at the construction site were feeding.
Our brothers also went around ragged, in patched clothes, so it was hard to tell where the patch was and where the warp was. But they were very beautiful boys, ruddy, as if they had a life, like people.
Saturday in Strumica was market day. Our neighbors regularly went to the market, we - rarely. From time to time my sister would send me to buy some salt, which had already been salted on the meat. When the meat was salted, the housewives shook off the excess salt, collected and sold it mainly to poor people like us, but for double the price, since the salt absorbed the smell of meat. And when they boiled beans, they poured this salt so that the water would at least smell like meat.
A man was walking along our street with an earthenware jug on his shoulder and with a ladle. He sold milk half diluted with water. For two dinars he poured one ladle. At home, we diluted milk with water, crumbled dry cornbread into bowls and poured milk, the food smelled very tasty.
We had one hen and one rooster. The hen laid every day, and for a few eggs we sometimes bought pepper, and if there were more eggs, we bought a little sugar, but this was very rare.
When Vanga began to guess on sugar, I was very happy, because I loved sweets very much. Although Vanga did not approve of my undertakings, I still managed to cook something similar to dessert. But in 1942, Vanga got married in Petrich, and our "culinary idyll" ended there.
Brother Vasil went as a soldier to Dupnitsa, he was enrolled in the 7th quartermaster brigade. Tom's younger brother went to Germany, or rather he was forcibly taken away along with many other guys. He was only 17 years old. When he returned two years later, he became unrecognizable. He lost so much weight that his clothes could barely hold on to him. But we were glad that he came back alive. Then he went as a soldier to Sukhodol, not far from Sofia. Returning from the army to Strumica, he married and lived with his family in Serbia. In 1981 he died.
I also got married in 1947. All three of my children were very attached to their aunt Vanga, because they grew up next to her. And that bond continues to this day. But in recent years, strangers, morally not very clean people, who are trying to quarrel with Vanga, have begun to penetrate into our family. We can say that we have become a victim of intrigue and slander. My children are very worried because of such an abnormal situation. Is it possible to cross out so many years lived together with Vanga? And for what? I feel very sad, but the children reproach me and do not allow the slightest criticism of Vanga. And this is natural: after all, their best memories - childhood - are associated with Vanga.
“Soon you will see what happens,” Vanga says. - It's time to approach! It will probably be that everything will fall into place and it will become clear what role each of her environment plays in her life.
Books are written about her, but few seek to get to her essence. Most of all, the author tries to show how intelligent he is, how well he understands everything and how close he is to Vanga. But in reality, no one knows her - neither about her spiritual world, nor about her real life. How long she will live, only God knows, but her mystery will remain.
Some are trying to find a path to her talent, leafing through the books of her life, but find only blank pages. Scientists and pseudo-scientists, psychics, predictors have come and come, but they don’t understand anything from what Vanga is talking about. She is angry: “If you knew that you were trampling with your feet and that you did not hear with your ears, you would not have stood here for a minute.” One scientist came to her, brought a tape recorder with him. He asked Vanga questions, took notes. I wanted her to open the sky for him, and he would look there and describe everything in his book. And well, the book came out, but there is nothing significant there.
One woman often came, who believed that everything was clear to her with Vanga and that she could explain what was happening. But Vanga told her that not everyone was given the right to know the secrets of heaven, and to whom it was not given from above, no matter what he did, no matter what he listened to and wrote down, he would remain down there, where he was.
However, such sensation hunters and pseudo-scientists come now, but Vanga can no longer, cannot and does not want to accept them. The deteriorating state of health makes her lie down, delving into herself, she is silent and carried away in her thoughts far from us.
Vanga had been seriously ill before. Some time later, after moving to Petrich, Vanga fell seriously ill (a complication on her legs). Couldn't take a step. We went to the mineral baths in Marikostinovo. But the procedures did not help. Wang got even worse. Then she asked me to take her to the apiary closer to the bees. She sat down next to the beehive, and the bees clung to her legs. They started to regret. I'm guessing she was in a lot of pain, but she didn't even groan. Either from this therapy, or the time has come, but after a week my legs recovered.
In Strumica, she had another illness. People call it "rubella" and the doctor said it was herpes. Approximately once every fifteen days, her face swelled and burned, and Vanga became unrecognizable. There was a healer in Strumitz, and Vanga turned to him for help. He began to treat her, cutting her face with a straight razor, then sprinkled something on it and sealed it with thin tissue paper. This procedure was repeated twice a month. When we left for Petrich, herpes disappeared and did not recur.
Vanga really has very close contacts with nature. In early spring when googoots (wild pigeons) begin to googoo, we are already in the yard. Vanga listens to them and says: "The cold will come again." I ask how she knows this, she replies that the googoot just told her. Indeed, in just a few hours the weather changes.
There were three dogs in Rulit. Each of them played their own role. The dog from afar met the car in which Vanga was traveling from Petrich. Every day he waited in a certain place, far from her house, and when he sees a car, he runs in front of her until the car stops in the yard. There he waited for the hostess to get out of the car and, as soon as she entered the house, he ran back to the clearing. In the evening, when we were driving back to Petrich, the dog again ran in front of the car and escorted us to the place where it met us in the morning.
Once the dog accompanied us to the highway, but did not return as always back to Rulit, but continued to bark and run after us. I told the driver to stop because the dog obviously wanted something. They opened the door to see what happened, and at that time the dog jumped into Vanga's arms. Barks again and doesn't come out. Vanga said: “Well, okay, okay!” The dog jumped out of the car, but did not return to the house, but remained lying on the side of the road. It turned out that Vanga had forgotten the keys to the house in Petrich in Rulit. We got out of the car and the driver drove back alone to pick up the keys. Seeing the car, the dog returned to Rulit and stayed there to guard the house.
Now all sorts of impostors are spinning around her sister, who call themselves her “sons” and “daughters”. This is very disorderly. Her real children are my children because she raised them. My brothers and I were real children, because when we were sick, she stood by the bed, was on duty at night, alleviating our pains and sufferings with her great love, which only a mother can show. Then she helped me when my children were sick. As a child, my son was seriously ill with bronchitis. He was constantly bathed, he took medicines, syrups, but the disease did not go away. One day my children and I went to visit my sister in Petrich (at that time we lived in Sandanski). I remember that some theater troupe came to the city on tour. They played "Iron Lamp". My brother-in-law bought tickets for my sister and me. But the child had a seizure, and I did not dare to leave him alone, unattended. The sister said: "Lyubka, let him eat a spoonful of mustard mixed with honey." I gave the child what Vanga ordered, put the children to bed and we went to the theater. And when they returned, opening the door, Vanga began to listen to something. She has exceptionally sharp hearing. She asked. "Do you hear something knocking?" I said that I could not hear anything, but when they entered the room where the children were sleeping, I got scared. The boy was sleeping, and his heart was beating so hard that it could be heard from a distance. I almost lost my mind. And the sister says. “Don't be afraid, it's okay. Dissolve a spoonful of sugar in a glass of water and let the child drink." In a short time, the heartbeat returned to normal and the child fell asleep peacefully. Thank God, since then bronchitis has not recurred.
The eldest daughter was two years old when she grabbed a burning frying pan with her hand. The hand swelled up. I was terribly frightened and immediately ran to the post office to inform Vanga. Near her house in Petrich lived a postal clerk who had a telephone. If necessary, I called him, and he called his sister to the phone. When I confusedly explained to Vanga what was the matter, she ordered to immediately take a fresh yolk, a tablespoon of butter and beat something like a cream well, then anoint clean gauze with this cream and bandage my hand. When I applied the bandage, the child stopped crying, calmed down and fell asleep. In the morning I untied the bandage and was surprised: there were no blisters or burns, and the handle was white and healthy.
There is no such mother who could not tell a hundred stories about the illnesses of her children, and I am no exception, but now I am telling because it is connected with Vanga's healing activities. My daughter was only 20 days old when she had an abscess the size of a plum on the left side of her chest. At that time, we were with my sister in Petrich - there was no water in Sandanski due to a major accident on the water supply. We wake up in the morning and the baby is crying. The sister says - we must go to the clinic. When we showed the child to the pediatrician, she said that an urgent operation was needed and asked to bring the girl the next day, when the surgeon would be there. Vanga was indignant: “Well, is the surgeon right away? Is it possible to cure with some ointment! The doctor said that the only effective method to eliminate an abscess is an operation. Vanga signaled to leave, and at home she said: “Take a deep bowl and sprinkle some rye flour. Add fresh milk, butter and cook porridge. Apply it to a piece of clean linen or gauze and bandage the child so as to cover the entire boil. I did everything very carefully, we had dinner and went to bed. Around midnight, the child began to cry loudly. We both jumped up, swaddled the girl and I was amazed. From the breast to the tummy, everything was stained with blood and pus. I wiped the baby, and Vanga ordered me to swaddle him again. I was upset - a hole gaped at the site of the abscess, but Vanga insisted on her own. After repeating the procedure, we lay down again. In the morning the girl slept for a long time. By lunchtime they unwrapped her and saw that there was no trace left of the hole.
Vanga's recipes are unmistakable, but nevertheless one day Professor Atanas Maleev came to us and forbade Vanga to practice healing under the threat of a lawsuit. In Bulgaria, they say, there are enough doctors and specialists who study so much that they can cure any disease.
Yes, not so. A year ago, my five-year-old son had smallpox, and suddenly something like a stye appeared in the corner of his left eye. The doctor could not make a diagnosis and advised him to take the child to the Blagoevgrad district hospital, where more experienced specialists work. I called Vanga in Petrich, she says: “Okay, we’ll go tomorrow, but pick me up today. I will spend the night with you, and in the morning we will go to Blagoevgrad.” In the evening she told me: “Melt some wax, make a cake out of it, and when it cools down, apply it to the sore spot. Secure with adhesive tape on top. In the morning we got up very early, the train to Blagoevgrad left at 6 o'clock. After waking the child, I took off the band-aid and saw. the barley stuck to the wax, along with a half-match-length root. And there is a tiny hole in the sore spot. Vanga said that there was no need to go to the doctor, since the child was healthy, we were very happy, I prepared an impromptu meal - what God sent, and we celebrated the child's recovery. The father-in-law said: “This treatment is help immediately and for sure.”
When my father-in-law, already old, fell ill and took to his bed, Vanga came to visit him. I told him some funny story, and he cheered up. When we left the room, Vanga turned to my mother-in-law: “Aunt Mara, get ready! All his deceased relatives are next to him and are waiting for him. You do not have time". The mother-in-law, although she was religious, was frightened and cried, and the father-in-law actually died three days later.
Vanga was indeed given the right to contemplate and look into the future. She did not get tired of repeating: "If people knew what was to come, they would not want to stay on earth for a single moment." I wonder what these words mean, but she says that it is not yet the time to decipher them, and when it comes, everyone will understand everything for himself.
I don’t know why, but some are trying to change Vanga’s birthday - instead of January 31 - October 3. I was not present at her birth, because she is 15 years older, but who knows better than me when Vanga was born? October 3, 1967 is the day when she was declared a civil servant and enrolled in the staff of the Institute of Suggestology. If we mean a different date of birth, then we can only talk about "birth" in a figurative sense, Vanga's birthday is January 31, 1911.
I remember 1967 very well. Vanga was already an officially recognized phenomenon. People began to flock to her from everywhere. The hotels are overcrowded, some of the visitors spend the night in the market. Then she was visited by the (now deceased) Professor Yankov. He spoke alone with Vanga. Outside, the crowd grew, time passed, and they kept talking and talking. The professor came out and, to my surprise, turned to the people. He said that Vanga was truly a miracle and that her gift was a grace sent by nature to this house. It is here, in this modest house, to ordinary people, and not to the palace of kings. And the most amazing thing is that a blind woman gives advice and insight to people, although she has not studied this anywhere. The professor noted that such a gift can only be given from above, and raised his finger to the sky. He was not ashamed of such a gesture, although he was a scientist.
I remember another case of those years. Our relatives from May Day, Petrich region, who had Vanga as a godmother, invited us to visit and sent a car for us. We arrived, there were a lot of people there. On the same day in the Petrich library there was a concert by Stefka Berova and Jordan Marinkov. We were kindly invited and we gladly accepted the offer. After the concert, Stefka and Dancho gave us a record with their songs, and Vanga invited them to come with us to May Day. Everyone was very good. Vanga loves songs. Before, when we were younger, we often sang both singly and in duets. Vanga's favorite song is "Darker, grove, darker, sister." Among the singers was the sister of Julieta Shishmanova - Veska. She was an actress. As we sat at the table, music began to play. People got up and started dancing. Meanwhile, the sister asked, “Who is sitting next to me?” I said: "Veska". Vanga tells her: “Come on, Veska, and you” ... And she, poor thing, (let the earth rest in peace to her) sits drooping and asks with a tremor in her voice: “Aunt Vanga, just tell me “yes” or “no” ? I really believe in you and understand everything. Vanga said very loudly: "Yes." We have all heard this word, but no one understood what it was about. Vanga did not explain anything and did the right thing. Veska asked about the secret, but her sister does not betray other people's secrets. Only many years later did I learn from Vanga herself that Veska wanted to know if her sister was still alive. We are talking about Juliet Shishmanova. Everyone knew about the plane crash that took place in 1978, when the national team died on the way to Poland. rhythmic gymnastics led by a coach. Veska did not believe that her sister had died, because there were rumors about some major crime, about some kind of fraud, and that the gymnasts allegedly remained alive and were hiding somewhere. These rumors haunted her until the end of her life, she constantly tried to find out the truth. In fact, the truth is still unknown. What really happened, God alone knows. I never found out what the “yes” that Vanga said meant. Veska took the answer with her, but Vanga did not speak on this topic anymore.
When we were younger and stronger, we went for a walk to the White Maple restaurant in Petrich. There, on the bench, our old friends were already waiting: Jorda, Vera, Marika. We often saw each other until my sister moved to Rulit. Whatever we were talking about. Vanga really rested, as no one pestered her with requests.
Ever since childhood, I have had the habit of getting up in the morning at dawn. My sister did not allow me to meet the sun in bed. She always said: “As soon as the sun rises, get to work. The day is for work, the night for sleep and rest. She also said that you can’t go to bed unless you shake out the covers. “There is no point in leaving nightmares in unbroken covers,” she said.
Returning in the evening from Rupite, Vanga immediately went to the bathroom, bathed, and then washed everything to a shine. And then she went up to the bedroom. No matter how late we got back, she never changed the routine. She had an exemplary order in both cooking and nutrition. Whatever she was doing, at exactly 12 o'clock the food was already ready and stood on the table - every day a different dish. She felt sorry for modern men, because their wives do not cook, fearing to gain weight, and their strong halves in the morning have cold buns for breakfast, dine with coffee sandwiches, and in the evening - everything is the same.
And how did we prepare for the holidays ... Before Easter, in Pure Thursday they got up before sunrise, dyed testicles, baked bread from the flour of ground Turkish peas on the Assumption of the Virgin, and baklava for Christmas. Veneta, whom Vanga raised as her daughter, came up with different toys to decorate the house and it was very fun and festive.
The townspeople of Petrich celebrate St. George's Day as a patronal feast. On the eve of the holiday, they kneaded the dough and baked delicious bagels and other delicacies, prepared various foods. The next day we climbed high on Mount Belasitsa, spread clean tablecloths and laid out food. Vanga told countless stories to the children, never missing a chance to teach them a lesson, giving examples of how retribution is given for both a good and a bad deed.
During our walks in the mountains we were joined by a well-known journalist from Belgrade. She asked about the problems of her country and the possibility of solving them. And Vanga told her that the godlessness of the Serbs had already led and would lead to even more serious problems. The meeting took place before the war in the former Yugoslavia. “You don’t give yourself an account why this will happen? Vanga asked the journalist. - But because instead of "good morning" or "good afternoon" you swear at every word and even came up with obscene language for God. What mercy, what kindness can be expected from Him? A person makes his own choice, and then he is responsible for everything.
When our father was still alive and we lived in Strumica, he brought us both to the village of Pogolevo. There was a church Holy Mother of God, built in an open field, quite far from the house of Velika's grandmother - a woman who was a caretaker of the temple. She received this privilege after she found a small white stone in the shape of the Most Holy mother of god with a baby. This pebble lay in a conspicuous place in the church in a silver bowl. Father brought us here: - The Mother of God stone was considered miraculous. My father's biggest dream was for Vanga to see again. So we decided to stay overnight at the church and pray together for her recovery. When it got dark, Grandma Velika locked us outside and went home. Vanga and I lay down on the matting, clinging to each other. We probably fell asleep quickly, but at midnight we were both awakened by an indistinct noise. I looked around - I was afraid of the unusual situation. I didn’t see anyone, but a bright dot circled over our heads for about twenty minutes like a small ember. The flame walked along the walls, then disappeared. Until morning, Vanga and I did not close our eyes. When grandma Velika came and opened the door, we were on our feet. Vanga whispered to me that this light was nothing but the Holy Mother of God. Grandmother Velika surprised me no less. Opening the door, she said: "You see, mother of god visited you at night. You must be very happy." Of course, we were very excited and waited for Vanga's vision to return. And it returned, but not to look at our sinful world, but to see God's vast villages.
While we were living in Petrich, letters from all over the world were sent to Vanga. However, we rarely responded. I experienced what was written in the letters, the suffering of those people as if it were my own, I read the letters aloud, but Vanga rarely answered. Why dont know. Perhaps the personal contact was more important to her.
One day, early in the morning, two people knocked on the door - a family from the Czech Republic. Their eight-year-old boy suddenly stopped talking. Several times they wrote to Vanga, but there was no answer, and they decided to come. The mother told Vanga that at school some boy slapped their son in the face, and, probably, from fright, he stopped talking. If he wants something, he writes on a piece of paper. Vanga told them that the child would speak unexpectedly. While we were talking with the parents, the boy was standing in the yard. About 200 people gathered near the reception. Everyone wanted to go first. Making their way forward, people pushed each other. Someone, trying to restrain the pressure of the crowd and restore at least some order, inadvertently pinched the boy's hand with a gate. Hearing a scream, we ran out into the street together with the Czechs. Incredibly, it was their son who screamed. I ran, grabbed his hand and stuck my pinched finger under the stream of water flowing from the faucet in the garden. Parents came running, and the boy easily, forgetting about the dumbness, began to tell how it happened. A miracle happened, and here, in this very place. That is why the Czechs needed to come here and not wait for letters. It is difficult to describe the joy of these people when they again heard the voice of their child.
Every holiday in Petrich, Vanga and I went to church, and on Fridays, regardless of the weather, we visited the small monastery of Sveta Petka outside the city. My sister was very strong and strong physically. She walked so fast along the highway that I, leading her by the hand, could hardly keep up with her. In 1967, the Council appointed a guard to Vanga and he accompanied us everywhere. His name was Atanas, he was a pensioner, a former police officer. It seems to be a trained person, but it was difficult for him to keep up with her. Vanga did not do it on purpose. She was just very energetic and always walked fast. This monastery was good, where, having prayed, we had a wonderful rest in peace and quiet. But then the church ministers quarreled, lightning struck the monastery, and we stopped going there.
When we decided to move to Rulit, we began to think about where we could get cold water. The fact is that hot mineral springs beat in these places. Not everyone is useful to drink this water, and it is not suitable for cooking.
The food acquired a completely different, not too pleasant taste. Once Vanga said: "Take my hand, I will show you a place where there is cold drinking water." We walked a little, Vanga stopped and, stamping her foot, said: “Here, under us there is cold water". And indeed. They drilled a well and found water at a depth of 6 meters.
In recent years, a lot of materials about Nostradamus have come out. Once I went to Vanga and read to her an article from a newspaper about his prophecies. Vanga listened very carefully, and then said very briefly: “This is really interesting, but not everything written by Nostradamus is true.” Perhaps she is right. About five hundred years have passed since he wrote his Centurians.
Two years ago my youngest daughter vacationed with her husband on the Greek island of Samothraki. When she returned, she came to Sandanski to see me, and that same evening she went to visit Vanga. With great excitement, the daughter spoke about the amazing beauty of the island and the special atmosphere that captures every visitor. She constantly felt someone's presence nearby, and at night she had unusual fantastic dreams. Her husband and friends experienced the same. Vanga said: “Indeed, this is a fantastic island inhabited by souls that lived in this beautiful place thousands of years ago, and they create a special atmosphere. But modern people still don't know much about him. Near the coast of the island, at great depths, there are surprises for archaeologists. I see the remains of marble columns made with great skill. This is part of the former temples and palaces. They have not yet been discovered, but the day will come when they will be taken from the sea and they will cause a big sensation. After many years, the island will move away from Greece to Italy. Unfortunately, this island has not escaped the negative influences of modern passions and vices. Sometimes I see such a picture - it will not bypass Bulgaria either - people will become so depraved that they will start making love on the street. Oh, if they knew what price they would have to pay for their base feelings, they would never commit adultery. But remember, no one escapes retribution.
One day my sister told me: “People do not understand the meaning of the words, so they declare me in the newspapers as a “living saint”, a prophetess and God knows who else. Are there dead saints? I think that I am a martyr, but in this world it is not easy for everyone, I just follow the fate given to me by God. Only He can determine who is who."
A month before her death, Vanga announced the exact date of her death. Of course, this could not fail to attract journalists. Almost all the time next to Vanga were filmmakers filming documentary about her last days. But since August 3, when the soothsayer was transferred to a former government hospital, journalists have not had access to her. Although reports about her health condition were received in newspapers and on television regularly ...
Vanga could have died four years ago, but the doctors took care of her. She had stomach cancer and she knew it. In the spring of 1996, she was severely poisoned. In August, she poisoned herself again and was taken to a government hospital. She immediately said that she would not return to her city again ... But then she added: “I’ll lie down for a bit and go home.”
Vanga refused the operation. She didn't want to be touched. It's very personal. Vanga had a vision. Gorgeous white house. Family around her. She felt good. Then Vanga said: “I will not return to Rupiti. I will die tomorrow at 10.10.
Wang accepted death with a smile. Exactly at midnight on August 10, the doctors noted a sharp improvement. The pulse leveled off, breathing became free. According to her niece Anya, her grandmother asked for a glass of water and bread. Then Vanga asked to be bathed. When the process was completed, and the body of the seer was pomaded and perfumed. Vanga said something like: "Now I'm fine."
At about 9 o'clock in the morning, Vanga reported that the spirits of deceased relatives had arrived for her. The soothsayer talked to them, made movements, as if stroking someone on the head. At 10.10 am on August 11, she died ...
No one knows if the prophetess still has heirs. Some time ago, Vanga said that a girl lives in France, to whom she transfers her abilities. When the grandmother dies, the girl, who should have been 10 at the time, will go blind. However, before her death, Vanga said, “God gave me these abilities, and God will decide who to pass them on to. Nothing dedends on me".
Once upon a time we were taught that man himself is the blacksmith of his own happiness. It really is. There is no greater gift on earth for a person than his will, and there is no greater force than she, capable of forcing him to go against himself. Freedom of choice and awareness of one's own responsibility is the way through which each of us joins the flow eternal life striving for universal excellence. A person hardly comprehends this greatest secret, but understands that he cannot but participate in this process. Understands instinctively while walking along his earthly path, while joining the creation of good or evil, while wandering in different directions and overcoming thousands of obstacles encountered in his limited material world, in order to one day “see the light” and understand that he belittled his own role as the creator of eternity . Not everyone reaches this insight: a dense veil obscures the eyes human vices and passions, major crimes. It is here that I see the great role of the phenomenal gift. Wangi, who says: “I am a representative! I help people find right direction!»
Years will pass. Much of Vanga's everyday biography will be forgotten as insignificant. Disputes and passions will fade away, new “periods of time” will come, new people with new requirements, but Vanga’s messages will continue to excite human consciousness, because she serves life, which is indestructible.
Biography Wangi. Prophecies and predictions of a clairvoyant. Memorable places and dates. Quotes and prophecies of the soothsayer, photo, documentary.
Years of life
born January 31, 1911, died August 11, 1996
Epitaph
We wish you good luck
In that unknown and new world,
So that you don't get lonely
To keep the angels away.
Vanga's biography
She saved hundreds of people from diseases, and she herself chose to face death, not wanting to fight her, as if knowing that she was destined to leave. Vanga met death with a smile on her face, grateful and dignified, as, perhaps, it should have been at her age. When Vanga died, the newspapers wrote - "the most informed grandmother on the planet left this world."
Vanga's biography has been counting down since 1911. Vanga's life began in the city of Strumica, in Macedonia. The girl was so weak at birth that she did not even have the strength to cry. To kid with fused fingers and toes at first, her parents did not even give a name, thinking that she would not survive, but she managed. And then she was christened Vangelia - from the Greek "bringing the good news."
Vanga was left without a mother as a child, and she was raised by a caring stepmother, but at the age of 12 another misfortune happened to the girl - she fell into a terrible storm that deprived her of her sight. There was no money for emergency surgery, and Vanga was blind for life. Starting at the age of 14, Vanga lived in the House of the Blind, where she learned to knit, sew, cook, read and met a young man whom she even planned to marry. But the death of her stepmother forced her to return home - her father needed her help. For the next 10 years, Vanga devoted herself to housework until she collapsed with severe pleurisy. It seemed that she could no longer get out, when suddenly she not only recovered, but also began to notice amazing abilities.
Vanga then fell into long trances, then began to speak in other people's voices and predict the future for people. Soon, rumors about Vanga's gift spread throughout the district and people began to come to her with different corners not only the country, but the world. They say, Vanga was almost never wrong in her prophecies- except in recent years, when she has grown old and weakened. She did not refuse help to anyone, she only expelled Kashpirovsky, Chumak and Juna's students. Researchers who observed Vanga confirmed: predictions cannot be considered coincidences, as they came true in 80% of cases.
Once Dimitar Gushterov came to the fortuneteller for help, and after a while he became the husband of Vanga and took her to Petrich. Vanga could not have her own children, but once she sheltered an orphan boy, Dimitar Volchev, who once knocked on her house and became son Vange. Also in the house of the soothsayer was brought up Vanga's adopted daughter- Venetta. Later, Venetta admits that Vanga was her strict but fair mother, who loves cleanliness and cooks deliciously.
The year the fortune teller found out she had breast cancer and refused treatment was year of Vanga's death. She died on August 10, 1996, having bequeathed all her property to the state, leaving nothing to her family. Vanga's funeral took place on the territory of the temple, built at the expense of Vanga. In Petrich, in the house where Vanga lived, was later created Vanga Memorial Museum. The pilgrimage to Vanga's grave continues to this day.
The assassination attempt on the 35th US President John F. Kennedy, the rebellion in Czechoslovakia, the assassination of Robert Kennedy, the death of Indira Gandhi, the collapse of the USSR, the accident on the Kursk submarine - Vanga's prophecies can be listed endlessly. Some of them are overgrown with legends, some are inventions and machinations on the name of a famous soothsayer. One way or another, for those people who turned to her, Vanga was a great person with the gift of clairvoyance and healing, who received more than a million visitors in her life. 
For Bulgaria, Vanga is definitely a holy woman.
life line
January 31, 1911 Date of birth of Vanga (Vangelia Pandeva Gushterova, nee Dimitrova).
1923 Moving to Novo Selo in Macedonia, loss of sight.
1925-1928 Life in the House of the Blind in Zemun, Serbia.
April 8, 1942 Visiting Vanga by the Tsar of Bulgaria Boris III.
May 1942 Marriage with Dimitar Gushterov.
1962 Death of Vanga's husband.
1967 Registration of Vanga as a civil servant, the beginning of paid receptions.
1994 Construction of the chapel of St. Paraskeva in the village of Rupite at the expense of Vanga.
August 11, 1996 Date of Wang's death.
Memorable places of Vanga
1. The village of Petrich, where Vanga was born and where on Opolchenskaya Street, 10, there is the Vanga Museum (Vanga's former home).
2. The village of Novo-Selo in Macedonia, where Vanga lived as a child.
3. Zemun district in Belgrade ( former city Zemun), where Vanga lived in the House of the Blind for three years.
4. The village of Rupite, where Vanga received in her last years, where the church of Vanga (St. Paraskeva's chapel) is located and where Vanga is buried.
Prophecies and predictions of Vanga
One of the legends about Vanga's predictions says that in 1943 Hitler himself visited her and that she told him: “Leave Russia alone! You will lose this war!". Hitler laughed in the face of the fortune teller, then she told him to send his soldiers to such and such a house, they say, a mare is foaling there and her foal will have such and such a color. The soldiers left, then returned and conveyed what they saw, word for word, predicted by Vanga. After which Hitler left in heavy thought.
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