[stuck_in_WA]

for the last few days, i have been contemplating making a thread to ask other members what they can recall of any past lives from dream, etc, or if they have any place affinity, meaning certain times and places that speak to them. this subject is very facsinating to me and i have been searching on this site about this subject. i would love to hear back from you out there what types of memories you have, please share

i will go first, i have had several deep meditation experiences that have led me to some of these images. i do not know if they are real memories or not, and thats ok, whatever they are, they are still strong and interesting.

first, i have lots of images that have come to me of being a priestess type person in ancient egypt, one of the most striking images that comes is of being on my knees in front of a striking woman (high priestess?) in very ornate jewelry, and feeling somesort of initiation.
second, i resonate firmly with the celtic culture and have an image that comes back time and again of night time in a forest taking part in somesort of ceremony, wearing light colored robes.
third, i have had some images of being a monk in 1200's brittany, being on my knees on a cold stone floor and then working over a manuscript of images.
fourth, hazy thoughts of medieval france
fifth, lots of affinity to tudor england, specifically the period of anne bolyen
sixth, some images of india, not clear on this at all though
seventh, some images of being a painter in early 1800s england
and absolutely nothing after that
most of the themes that come to me are of service, being involved in religion and art. i had a friend once tell me that she saw that i had some terrible endings and had once been more outspoken. she saw lots of fear in me and said i needed to learn to open up and communicate, and that i used my paintings as a cover to hide behind. since then i have been trying to over come those fears and it has been wonderful to see the progress. i am so excited to even be here on this site sharing, when before i could never do that for fear of being branded as weird or worse. alot of thanks goes out to people on this forum for showing me their openness, i thank you for that.

so, now i would love to hear from you out there! i can't wait to hear about what you all have learned or are learning!

[longrema]

honestly i do not have any *past life* images but very often in my life, seeing someone for the first time in my life, gave me the deja vu impression. quite strange to me

the only thing i can remember, is what i could call: between lives
i remember very clearly, *floating in space*, being surrounded by stars, everywhere. i could see the black universe, filled with white, yellow, blue and red lights. i think, i'm not sure, that i was very close to a star, cause i have the image of a very big red/yellow star.
i do not remember any specific feeling or emotion, but i remember that it wasn't negative at all. it is still pretty hard for me to explain what i can remember, but i can all assure you, according to my personnal memories, there is life after death.

maybe i was a planet or a rock, or just *hanging around*

[SteantyjetMaw]

for the last few days, i have been contemplating making a thread to ask other members what they can recall of any past lives from dream, etc, or if they have any place affinity, meaning certain times and places that speak to them.

jehanne, i admire your courage in stepping forward and boldly introducing such a topic. this topic has been heavily on my mind for the past several weeks. as far as affinity, i've traveled to england a couple of times and "recognized" places. i followed some tug to drive down along a tiny little winding road to a strange place called mackworth castle. i felt strangely at home there, weird as that place was.

much more forceful were the "memories" that surfaced at guildford castle, in surrey. the first time i walked into the castle keep, i *knew* i had been there many times before, walked through the same doors, and returned the greetings. i almost wanted to find a page to toss my cloak to -- it was that vivid.

years ago i became deeply interested in reincarnation around the time i became involved in a historical re-enactment society. in a nutshell, i was watching a couple of guys whanging away at each other with rattan swords (sort of like soft wood, no metal, no edges), and i commented to a friend there on the fact that the two fighters seemed equally matched so that neither one could seem to gain the advantage. i kept watching, and then commented, "that fellow on the left has a very slight advantage, if he could use it, and he could win with ... a blow to the head." seconds later, the one fellow charged in and took the bout with a sudden sharp blow to the head.

understand that i knew nothing about swordfighting - at least not that style, although i had fenced some in college. my friend looked at me with a look that said, "you have some kind of secret knowledge you haven't told me about." i admit it, i was stunned too, at the clear certainty with which i had "seen" which was the better fighter, and where the defensive weak area lay.

that was the first domino, the one that set the others in motion. i came to have a strong sense of having been a warrior, many times. scenes started flashing through my head - scenes of training, scenes of fighting, scenes of returning home - and scenes of not returning home, but dying on the battlefield.

there was no way to tell where those images came from. however, they had a very different quality from ordinary images that the imagination produces. they were more vivid, more 'real,' more clear and colorful. i had been taught the scientific method, and i knew that there were few if any solid conclusions i could draw from images in the imagination. nevertheless, they seemed to be a part of me - and if push comes to shove in the scientific realm, you also cannot prove to me that your own nose exists. science can be as tricky as mysticism, and as subject to biases of all sorts. for instance:

"the wrong view of science betrays itself in the craving to be right; for it is not his possession of knowledge, of irrefutable truth, that makes the man of science, but his persistent and recklessly critical quest for truth." - sir karl popper

http://www.dharma-haven.org/science/terrible-truth.htm

there is a limit to what science can tell you, just as there is a limit to what mystical experience can tell you. the point is to know the limits of both. many moderns have no clue as to the limitations of science, but even go so far as to elevate science to the status of a god - all-knowing, never wrong. that's about as ludicrous as it can get. to those people, i sometimes prove to them that their own nose does not exist, by challenging and dismissing the channels of information. how do you know - mirrors? ha! stage magicians use mirrors to deliberately blur the boundaries between existence and non-existence! etc.

but i put most of that interest in past lives aside, since having to confront the daily realities of chronic illness, and that's been a good 15 years. i felt i had extracted all the knowledge i needed from it anyway. since coming to divine cosmos, though, new images have come to life in my imagination. it started when i read through reams of material here & came across the idea that the 4dn's, the 4th density negative beings, came to earth as a sort of last-resort effort to increase the harvest after all else had failed. the plan had been to make the negative/dark side so vivid that it would create much greater incentive for earthlings to choose the light.

i began to "feel" that i was among those 4dn's. i began to feel like i was among their leaders.

that is the crappiest feeling i have ever had. i hated the thought, pretty much like david at first hated the thought of being edgar caybe born again. evidence piled up and forced david to accept the preponderence of evidence. i, in contrast, have no evidence except the imagery inside me. it is powerful.

i "remember" lifetimes in england. fighting. occasionally singing as a minstrel. once in a while suffering terribly as an artist, priest, or peasant - i made the medieval rounds. i discovered every way there is of wasting time on this planet. more recently i "remembered" dying in world war ii. i'm not ready to talk about it yet publicly. it's too close.

so that's pretty much my response to the courage you showed in bringing this topic up, jehanne. you've been an artist, while i've been a warrior. i think i tried painting during one lifetime, but it didn't work out too well. who knows? maybe you painted me in armor once. lol

so that's my stuff, hauled out and thrown on the table for everyone to inspect. junky, ain't it? now i hope it's somebody else's turn.

deerclan

[PymnImmen]

i have had a couple of recallections...

i definitely was in ancient rome. i saw myself as a boy in a roman therma. not sure what function i performed there... but i did see a soldier trying to make passes at me.
in this life i met this guy in the gym once. funny he was making a complimentary comments about my legs... so the centuries and probably many lives didn't teach him anything. since i saw him he changed his gender (in this incarnation)- a long story.

another one is when i was a monk in, probably french midevil monastery. a was a poet of some sort, and someone came into my cell and stabbed me in the back.
this certain someone i'm marrie to in this life. that i know through the experience of past life regression.

another one i was a mean sort of actor somewhere in ancient asia, likely indonesia. i was some sort of actor and or theater manager. we travelled with my troop from island to island on our boat. i was pretty ruthless and sexually abusive to my group of actors, mostly women. during one trip they through me overboard.
i'm not sure i believe all that stuff, and not sure at all of the ordre in which it goes.
great struff.

all is well.

love to all

[JennyStewarta]

for me it's a time and place.
by the dress and blouse it would be about 1890 usa. a tall victorian wooden house out in a rural area. i'm looking down from a third story bedroom window onto a white or live oak tree. i see a dirt carriage road curving up to the house. i'm waiting for someone to come.
the only emotional connection i have is one of contentment and peace.
this image has been with me for years. it's one i retreat to when i'm tired.

nancy in oregon

[freflellalafe]

when i first began my spiritual journey, it was others pointing out past lives to me, rather than finding out on my own. but they fit many things, explained many things when i was told. it was very brief indeed.

i believe that many of the things we love, even as children, before we "consciously" choose to 'like' something, will exhibit signs of past lives. i also attribute this to soul mates, because i do believe we are given signs and clues on how to find them. for example, how many of us just one day decided, i think i prefer blondes to brunettes? short to tall? etc. for most of us, this information is a 'given'. i believe such things are clues, that if you pay attention, and write them all down, you can pinpoint where to look, or where the person is from, etc.

it is like this with past lives as well. for so very long, i have always loved the medieval period - most especially my interest ranges during the 8th-12th centuries. it is so strong that i long to go back. i love swords, of all kinds, but most especially for the area im most inclined towards which is scotland and parts of britony.

i had one person do a short reading and tell me that in the 12th or 13th century i was male, a wanderer, and made my living on the road...
i have had another person also confirm this, but see we also are soul sisters, and she was the first to remind me of a life in scotland.

when i began to meditate and seek answers on my own, what i have come up with thats most prominent is:

1) i believe my first incarnation was in either scotland or perhaps saxony. im leaning towards saxony because the details that came to me such as style of home and dress... i believe 9th century due to the fact that the keep was originally and old wooden fortress, and over time it was becoming fortified with stone. this is the only life ive actually had a vision of, and what i saw was that i left one of the towers to walk along the parapets. i do not know who my father was, what station in life, but i do know he was the leader and owned the keep... he had invited many of the surrounding leaders to come so that they could discuss treaties and unification, i cant say for sure but it felt like it was to unite against an outside foe.
in the main hall, it was rowdy and just an atmosphere i preferred not to be in.. so i chose to walk along the parapet. i saw myself stop and stare out over the tops of the trees in the surrounding forest, and at the moon. while i watched my past self doing this, i also saw below the parapet a few more visitors arriving, two men, apparent father and son. the father was speaking quietly to the son, and although i couldnt hear, i knew that the father was reminding the son of his task in murdering me - they were against my fathers plan. as if drawn, the son looked straight up exactly where i was and stared, as the father went in the hall.
eventually i crossed the parapet and followed the stairs down to make my way into the forest. i know the son followed me - but it got to a point i was falling asleep and losing the hold on focus, so i do not know if he carried out his plan or not.

2) i was a templar. more of what i know stems from "knowing", but the details have come from readings... that it was 13th century, i was guarding a spice trade route in or around india and was making my way 'home' (apparently i was going home, but i was headed to england) when i was accosted by a group of knights of columbus.
the funny thing is, before i had the reading done, i knew i felt a strong empathy towards the templars, and i would read information about them and just think 'no they have this wrong'.
i make jewelry and had purchased some beads off of ebay. the seller decided to add some free extras in there so when i got the items, as i was going through them, i pulled out a blue equal sided cross from the free items and instantly felt very wrong - like nauseous. i couldnt figure out why - in fact i was thinking maybe this bead had been touched by something, or such. when i brought it up to my friend who does the readings, i asked her if she sensed what i was feeling and she said no - she then told me she thought i already knew this whole time that i was a templar in a past life, and it was there that she had informed me about the knights of columbus. in my previous research on the templars, i had never gotten too far in the details really, so i had not known of them at all.

i am curious if anyone has had this happen to them before, they pick up something or such and it creates an unexplainable reaction and later you find out its due to a past life.

3) i know i was a prostitute in one life. lol later i had it verified and more details...died from the black plague in france.

[stuck_in_WA]

[quote=nevertheless, they seemed to be a part of me - and if push comes to shove in the scientific realm, you also cannot prove to me that your own nose exists. science can be as tricky as mysticism, and as subject to biases of all sorts. quote]
i really responded to this, it is really a beautiful statement all we can do is go with what feels right to us at any given moment and many of these things that feel right can never be proved in any way, but does that make them any less real? i think not for the most beautiful things about living are often intangible and ephemeral.
thanks for sharing everyone, it is wonderful to read the responses!
by the way, since writing, last night i had a dream, and in it i was an old bitter woman sitting alone in my living room, there was an old fashioned radio playing in the background. it was a living room with faded brocaded looking wallpaper, heavy curtains and a faded and rattly looking but must have once been nice rug on the floor. there were some serious feelings of failure and loss in the dream and when i awoke, i had the feeling that this could be linked to the life i had before this one that had previously been very difficult to access. who knows, either way it was a vivid dream i love to dream!

[Fsfkkkjz]

i was a christian monk. nothing senior. i swept the garden path. it was my garden path and i kept it clean. the cleanliness of my path was so important that the elders of the monestary would stop and give me right of way if i was sweeping the path.

a clean garden path is obviously essential to a mans happiness... :d

past life regression added that it was probably near st. petersburg, and that the sweeping was part of a life long exercise. also we used to burry ourselves in the basement in a reconstruction of christs death and resurrection.

the only question left for me about that time is: who swept my path in my occasional 3 day absence. these are important questions. the cleandliness of this path was my lives work.

did i mention i considered sweeping the path an important concern?

[johnteriz]

i meet many people from past lives, all the time. we can literally look at eachother and say oh, well hello again. i remember you from many many lives ago. many of the folks have been into the art of dance, namely belly dancing. i'm convinced it was many many many years ago.


i dont doubt, nor does anyone else who knows me doubt, that perhaps i was a teen in the 1960's. i over did my early 70's, apparently. i've had the dream, and it makes me laugh, becuase it's sooo something that i would have done (even in this life, had i not learned from the last.) mere lessons from past a past live, that carried over into this one . but i love it here, i love it soooo much, and i musta really wanted to come back, and fast, because i was born in '79, and the vision and memories i have are of early to mid 70's. i also have to wonder, at times, if i was born in the 50's or so, but i was supposed to be younger in this time, so my destination of that time, had to end, in order to be where i am today. my life is so different now, then it would be if i was perhaps my moms age.

many say that i'm a very old soul, and most of the people i connect with spiritually and intellectually are much older then i, but i influence guide, understand and assist so many people that are my age. i feel that it's part of the reason i'm here....but hell, i have no clue....it actually just makes me happy to do it.


i have my attachments to times, but i dont remember things from them...but i also dont remember my own childhood, and that was practically yesterday, and my jr. high years are next to gone from my mind. highschool has blips and peices of memory, tho not much...but i did inhale in hs...and by that i mean alot.

i have my dreams tho, and they take place not here, not even so much as here on this planet.

perhaps there was a life many lifes ago that led me to many many years of healing. and perhaps i finally healed, and had to make up for lost time by returning back to back. i donno, life is a funny thing, that just entertains the hell out of me.

great topic by the way

[JetePlentuara]

ive been a male in a lot of my past lives. i dream and see myself as the opposite sex all the time and i dont think anything of it.

ive lived in maccu pichu, where i met one of my guides named "mehi."
ive lived in egypt, too. where i met my other guide amenhotep. (not the pharoah!)
all my life ive had such an affinity to these places, especially egypt. always egypt. as a kid, my dad would cater to my love of that place and we'd watch every show or movie we could that had egypt in it. anything with the pyramids.
ive also lived as an english monk. and irish writer. and more.

its funny too because in all my past lives, ive still been interested heavily in the same things i do now. art and writing. in egypt i was an artisan. i carved heiroglyphs, i made beautiful papyrus writings, made statues and art. in england i created the most beautiful calligraphic scripts of the bible and of the sermons and of prayers. the list goes on. its just interesting to see how what i used to think was a "natural" gift of talent, i see is really a learned talent. which logically makes more sense to me anyway.

[arrendabomnem]

i find this discussion irresistable. i have only discussed what i have discovered of my past lives with very close friends, not because of the fabric of those lives but because most people would think i was ready for the assylum.

i have never had a past life regression so what i know is for the most part from meditational visions and one from a dream. i will relate them in historical sequence though i learned them not in that order.

the earliest lifetime that i have recalled was as a priest of an isis/athene temple in karnac egypt during the 4th to 3rd century bc. i was a helenized egyptian and was attached to a division of alexander's troops who where traveling by ship from egypt to persia. (i have a dear friend in india who has been a soul companion through many lifetimes.) i had with me my accolyte who was also my young brother,and who was my indian soul brother mentioned above. during our sail the ships run into a terrible cyclone storm and capsize. i and my young brother manage to stay afloat and alive by clinging to debrie from the ships while it seems all the others perish. we eventually are rescued by fisherman from somewhere in india, a village or town called anchara or ankara and as we had no way of returning to egypt settled in this village. i have not been able to identify this town but the name was very vivid in the vision. that is all i recall of that life time.

the next lifetime i envisioned was much later, but in north america prior to the european settlers. i was a shaman of a tribe of plains indians. i recall seeing myself sitting in front of my skin dwelling/ tepee, working with some small objects, perhaps making a peace pipe, while others were preparing for some sort of celebration with a large fire in the center of the village. i recall the rhythmic sound of drums and bird bone whistles.

a short time later, i revisited this lifetime and this time i was somewhat older, was holding my young child and we two were watching a similar celebration, this time with the tribesmen dancing about the fire in a circle. it was a very joyful time with much food and laughter, so it must have been a thanks giving festival of some sort. remember it was the native americans who introduced the thanks giving festival to the europeans.

more close to the current period, was a dream which was extremely vivid and realistic. i have troubled over the memory of this for some time and have settled my thoughts about it now. what my dream involved was the last few moments of a life in america around the late 30's before wwii. i was a man of late twenties, early thirties, i was being chased in a warf area, down a long pier. others were attempting to shoot me and eventually do, killing me. i have meditated on this frequently as initially i thought i was a criminal of some sort being chased by police. i realize now that it was the other way around, that i was killed because i had lead the authorities to others who were involved in criminal activity. i believe this took place in san francisco but it could be manhattan because i have affinity for both places and have lived in both cities. this was the last incarnation prior to what i am about to relate.

this was revealed to me in a deep meditation on august 14 of 2008. i remember exactly because i was so stunned by the information that i later wrote down some notes.

my primary purpose for this meditation was a forgiveness act. i and my mother never had a loving relationship during our lives. she died some ten years ago and i was unable to see her before she died. so i was working of forgiveness for her and myself for the division we had shared. i was contemplating the anger she seemed to have toward me and then i was given the knowledge as follows. nine months before i was born, my mother gave birth prematurely to a baby girl, caroline anne who died 6 hours after birth. when i was born, i was a boy. my mother had hoped desparately for another daughter. she was full of disappointment, anger and resentment that i was not that daughter she so fervently hoping for. therefore i was not given the love that should have been there.

if this was not enough, i realized that the spirit of me, i, had not been able with the birth of caroline anne to fulfill its precarnative contracts with the persons who were my father, mother and others in that group. when her lifetime was ended prematurely which is likely to have had a deep purpose as well, that spirit immediately re-entered the cycle by incarnating into the child that would be me. so i am my own sister. better stated, my previous incarnation was as my sister.

i have realized that a lot of other things about my life derive from this occurance but those are another set of stories for another time.

now, i have since i was a young child had a fascination with egypt, india and native american cultures. i have native american heritage as my grandmother was choctaw. my friend in india and i are like blood brothers, we share feelings together and can anticipate what the other is going to say or do or when one is ill. yet we have never in this life physically met. we have agreed that we have shared numerous lifetimes. i have other friends with whom i and they feel connections to other times and places.
and so it is.

[arrendabomnem]

i forgot to mentions a thread which runs through all of the lifetimes i have recalled. in each one, i was in some way involved with spiritual matters, as a temple priest, a tribal shaman, and in my current life i have been an ordained minister and served in several different religious organizations from fundamentalist to liturgical in form. the only carnation which doesn't appear to have a spiritual connection is the one which i was shot. that is still a mystery life.

[seicslybearee]

i haven't had past life memories as such, but i have been told by psychics that many of my current friends were acquaintances in previous lives. that, and i've had the tangible feeling of becoming very close to certain people after only knowing them a few months; a sense of familiarity that isn't proportionate to the amount of time we've known each other.

[SteantyjetMaw]

the only carnation which doesn't appear to have a spiritual connection is the one which i was shot. that is still a mystery life.

berry, this may be irrelevant, but i'll share it anyway. as soon as i read your description of events at the wharf, some of my educated instincts kicked in. my years of working inside prisons instantaneously told me that you were not by any means a criminal. it immediately became obvious that you were targeted by criminals. i know i'm biased, since i like you, but nevertheless i'd like to think my instincts are still on target.

another reason it interests me is that if i mentally put myself in that time and place as your friend, i would have advised you something like this: "if these criminals are operating in this urban area, you would be much safer to assume that they are allowed to be operating there by local law enforcement. leave it alone. you are not responsible for these people or their activities. you can expect them to be vindictive if you involve yourself in any way, and you don't need that."

somebody may have even given you advice like that at the time. however, i can tell you as a pk (preacher's kid) with the idealism that goes along with it, it is very difficult to have that kind of street smarts when so many of your incarnations have been so deeply involved in spiritual pursuits. the ugly but true fact is, there exists a balance between law enforcement and criminals, and if someone throws that balance off, it is entirely possible that something worse might come along to take its place.

i seem to have strong feelings about all this, almost as if i wish i could travel back in time and have a long brotherly heart-to-heart talk with you. now i am very curious whether my response strikes anything in you. if not, this is still very interesting.

the story about you and your older sister-self is touching to me. thank you for sharing that.

paul

[SteantyjetMaw]

i dont doubt, nor does anyone else who knows me doubt, that perhaps i was a teen in the 1960's. i over did my early 70's, apparently. i've had the dream, and it makes me laugh, becuase it's sooo something that i would have done (even in this life, had i not learned from the last.)

sunshine, i think that is absolutely fascinating and touching. i have already felt like i knew you, just from posts on this board. i am curious if you have any of that feeling reciprocated toward me. either way, i am really touched by anyone coming back from the 60's. of course you are right, it was a time of great excesses. it was a spiritual time too. if i wrote a slogan for that era, it would probably be:
"bless our excess."

i have the funniest thought just running through my mind - it's possible you could have been someone i knew in college between '69 and '73. it's giving me a little cold chill or two. i'd be very interested in any thoughts you might have on that topic.

thanks for sharing, sunshine.

paul

[freflellalafe]

i meet many people from past lives, all the time. we can literally look at eachother and say oh, well hello again.

oh yes, ive definitely experienced this! once you are open to it you see it more and more often.

many say that i'm a very old soul, and most of the people i connect with spiritually and intellectually are much older then i, but i influence guide, understand and assist so many people that are my age. i feel that it's part of the reason i'm here....but hell, i have no clue....it actually just makes me happy to do it. i know how you feel, i have had the same, and feel it as well - and sometimes it can get a little frustrating when you havent come to full realization of what you are supposed to do, because you want to do it


i have my attachments to times, but i dont remember things from them...but i also dont remember my own childhood, and that was practically yesterday, and my jr. high years are next to gone from my mind. i have the same! is there any explanation to this? i think psychiatrists would try to say weve repressed memories, especially due to a tragic event in the past... but thats not the case for me. i dont handle things the way other people do - for example my mother and father divorced at a very young age, i grew up without a father - but it never bothered me. i see all these people whining about growing up without one of the parents, and i dont understand it. is it entitlement issues that they have? im in the frame of mind - my father wasnt there, he wasnt there - so what... i think its because im responsible for who i become, im not shaped entirely by him being there or not. there are a few things that obviously would affect it, like growing up without a male figure in my life has made me very very shy in person around men, even though im bold as heck in my voice lol, so im not discounting that theres no affect at all. i just dont understand when people cross the line into it ruining their life, or they do not know who they are and blame it on that. thats the closest ive ever had to a tragic event that i remember - but ive always also been of the frame of mind... im very strong willed, and i always break apart things to look at how they work on the inside. meaning if a problem comes, rather than run and hide (ignore) from it, i disassemble it to work at resolving it.
so... with that above, you can see im not the type to repress memories (perhaps just go off on tangents! rofl)

so why cant i remember much of my childhood? i remember some things but not alot. i know many people seem to remember their childhood normally. does this have to do with how long we have been reincarnating, how many lives we have under our belts? is it like... our spiritual memory can only retain so much memories so in order to keep some of the past we have to discard some of the present?

i have my dreams tho, and they take place not here, not even so much as here on this planet. ive never had this myself, but i know several of my friends have. in part 1 of the project camelot interview, david refers to the book that asks the questions on the back... i looked up those questions and im like... no... no...no...no... rofl that being said, im yes to all the questions for indigos.

perhaps there was a life many lifes ago that led me to many many years of healing. this too, i concur. ive had it verified by a few separate readings, but also ive just felt it... it seems like i have no 'memory' of any of my lives where im not facing persecution of some sort - constantly beaten down. i sense this even with the lives i dont remember at all... just that across the board... constantly being told that im worthless, all the lives... i know im fighting that in this life, but ive noticed that every time i begin to believe having value, something happens on a cosmic level to say nope.. lol what is this... some kind of test? lol or as you say above... is it healing?


kassandraloves ive been a male in a lot of my past lives. i dream and see myself as the opposite sex all the time and i dont think anything of it. i dont know if i have been most of my lives, but i do know that in this life ive never understood what its like to be a female - even though i am. lol growing up, my best friend used to joke with me about being one... im not a tomboy, its not that i like sports or that kind of thing lol, its just i can understand the male perspective and side with it more. it also doesnt help my case with her that im 5'11 and broad shouldered lol
do you find the past lives, the male ones, affecting this life today?

it looks like everyones been to egypt, but me lol
it also seems like everyone has been able to have more clearer information when they have meditated, i only get little tiny bits of pieces i end up having collaborated with others.
but i could look straight at my friend and just knew instantly she had been a nun in a past life.

[stuck_in_WA]

thanks for all the sharing everyone, i love reading about your thoughts and memories. i feel compelled to share some more with you all, so here goes
i live in france now, but was born in the us, but since i was young, i have always been crazy about the country, mainly the middle ages. i learned the language begining at 12 and now speak fairly fluently, but i always felt frustrated that i don't speak like a native (meaning i have a strong american accent) the first time i visited the country, i had an intense emotional reaction, of coming home, of familiarity, that i felt inspired to write constantly, (i have a very long travel journal of my experiences that i would be willing to email to you if any one is interested). one of the strongest reactions happened while visiting the medieval louvre, there was a dungeon gloomily lit in the dark, and i had a flashback of some sort where i began to tremble and feel very sad. i knew in some part of me that i had spent my final days in a place like that and it upset me terribly. (in fact, i'm ice cold and trembling right now) since then, i feel like i needed to come back and make peace with that particular existance, but i have not really been able to learn anymore about that life, and each time i try, i hear, you are not ready in my ears and i am jerked awake or aware. so, i move on about it, but i still feel like it is important, enough that i live now in france too, part of my mission is involved with this country i think. so, thats me sharing some more, keep the memories and thoughts coming!

on another note, i connected to many of your comments here, pretty much everyone who has written and i am happy to meet you all!
blessings to you all.

[foltdan]

hello...i'm new to the site and have never posted before but i've been following this thread with a lot of interest and thought i'd chime in. & i have to say that i'm really impressed by how open and warm everyone is.

i can totally relate to those who have known they've known people before. i only just met my fourth cousin a few years ago and i immediately recognized him as "someone" i'd been with before. as i'd never experienced anything like that before the sense of connection was very surprising but very comforting. i had a similar connection with a friend i met back in college. the way we stumbled upon one another when we met was, in retrospect, a set of coincidences that were no coincidence. we eventually learned that we had nearly run into each other years earlier in a different city.

unfortunately, i can't recall the details of when and where our lives had crossed before but i'm convinced they did. i did participate in a past life regression once and have attempted to repeat the experience myself a number of times with do-it-yourself recordings, but the only memory i've been able to pull up is the inside of an empty house. but i know that it must be that i'm just not ready or not meant to remember yet...

interestingly, a psychic medium once told my sister and i that in all of our previous incarnations we'd been one soul and for this life we decided to split into two so we could experience more/different things. & i too have always been drawn to ancient egypt!

thanks for letting me share
k

[SteantyjetMaw]

hello...i'm new to the site and have never posted before but i've been following this thread with a lot of interest and thought i'd chime in. & i have to say that i'm really impressed by how open and warm everyone is.

welcome, kiki. likewise, i keep being impressed with the way warm, gentle, & aware souls seem to keep being drawn here. sometimes it makes me want to talk about a 'vision' of sorts i had 20 years ago, about spiritual beings coming to earth & developing a strong support community for ourselves.

interestingly, a psychic medium once told my sister and i that in all of our previous incarnations we'd been one soul and for this life we decided to split into two so we could experience more/different things. & i too have always been drawn to ancient egypt! thanks for letting me share
k

fascinating!! you have me extremely curious as to what kind of relationship there is between you and your sister, but that would be such a prying intrusive question i'll politely hold it back for now. instead, i'd like to just welcome you to our little community. seems to me you bring another welcome speck of warmth and light to our little spirit-soirree on planet earth. glad you're here.

[JetePlentuara]

i dont know if i have been most of my lives, but i do know that in this life ive never understood what its like to be a female - even though i am. lol growing up, my best friend used to joke with me about being one... im not a tomboy, its not that i like sports or that kind of thing lol, its just i can understand the male perspective and side with it more. it also doesnt help my case with her that im 5'11 and broad shouldered lol
do you find the past lives, the male ones, affecting this life today?.

this is exactly what i deal with too!! i have never been overly feminine, was such a tomboy at a young age. i usually sway to the middle though. im very attuned to both genders, not toward one side more than another.

i happen to firmly believe that this is why being homosexual or bisexual is everywhere today. we've all lived so many lives that we just love everyone. we've all been both sexes enough times to where we can still appreciate both sexes and love either without cause or self-judgement. why restrict love to "the opposite sex" when you can love anyone you chose and be comfortable? that and if youve been a male in your past 11 lives, and then you quickly reincarnate as a female, you might just pull some "cell memory" over and still dig females. right?

anyway, my point is, we have all lived as both sexes. and sometimes you can easily tell that about a person and sometimes you cant. but we wouldnt be able to learn as much if we only learned it from the view of 1 gender. there are way too many experiences that are gender specific to just ignore because its of "the opposite sex." we'd all be here forever if we were limited to just one gender in our incarnations.

im personally glad that i have been a male as much as a female. i think i have a good balance going because of it. and chances are? a lot of your past lives are of a different gender. maybe meditating heavily on it can reveal which ones? it will better help you interpret your past lives or dreams if you do a little thinking on that one...

(oh, and aqcheryl, this entire message isnt completely pointed at you. i just used what you said to segway an opinion. thanks for letting me do that )