I'm borrowing from Lisa Kudrow's idea. I've done some research into my family history, but I've also done some research into my past life history. I've seen and heard things that may never make sense to me, but there they are. Good, bad, ugly, evil, sad. It's all there.
Shasta
Quote from: Shasta56 on April 15, 2012, 04:10:34 AM
I'm borrowing from Lisa Kudrow's idea. I've done some research into my family history, but I've also done some research into my past life history. I've seen and heard things that may never make sense to me, but there they are. Good, bad, ugly, evil, sad. It's all there.
Shasta
shasta, you should open your thread with your personal account. that way people know what measure of information you are fishing for.
I lived in Antarctica when it was green. We were friendly with Elemental beings who told us of the coming cataclysm and how to survive it. I was a healer during a war in Hibernia long ago. Some of the soldiers resented my kind because we didn't go into battle. I was in love with an outlaw in west Texas sometime after the Civil War. The Pinkerton Detectives tracked us down. They shot him down, and when I tried to shoot my way out, they shot me too.
Shasta
Quote from: Shasta56 on April 15, 2012, 04:48:22 AM
I lived in Antarctica when it was green. We were friendly with Elemental beings who told us of the coming cataclysm and how to survive it. I was a healer during a war in Hibernia long ago. Some of the soldiers resented my kind because we didn't go into battle. I was in love with an outlaw in west Texas sometime after the Civil War. The Pinkerton Detectives tracked us down. They shot him down, and when I tried to shoot my way out, they shot me too.
Shasta
interesting. i have no recollection of who i was before this life. which means one of 4 things. either,
1) this is my first stint.
2) i was not a good person in the previous life and have chosen to forget it
3) it was so bad, the destiny guys decided to be merciful and just wipe it from my memory banks.
or
4) this is the only tour of life in a human body we get and probably a good thing cause i hear the other side is a whole lot nicer.
Or 5, you haven't had something trigger a past life memory for you.
Shasta
Quote from: undo11 on April 15, 2012, 04:57:25 AM
3) it was so bad, the destiny guys decided to be merciful and just wipe it from my memory banks.
Or it was so good that the destiny guys decided to be merciful and just wipe it from your memory banks because otherwise you would spend this life longing for the previous one. :)
Answering Shasta's question, I don't know if I was anyone or anything in a possible past life, but I get the feeling that was something like a predator (if I could choose I would have a been a tiger :D), hunting in the shadows, but not in the night.
Quote from: ArMaP on April 16, 2012, 08:26:30 PM
Or it was so good that the destiny guys decided to be merciful and just wipe it from your memory banks because otherwise you would spend this life longing for the previous one. :)
Answering Shasta's question, I don't know if I was anyone or anything in a possible past life, but I get the feeling that was something like a predator (if I could choose I would have a been a tiger :D), hunting in the shadows, but not in the night.
You were most likely born on the moon mate :P
May have been a great chef of distinction ;)
;D
hi shasta..
way back when i was younger i wanted to know why the heck i had the parents that i did and that is why i figured out a do it yourself regression method..
it seems that a good many of the people i have come across in this life are connected to
a life i led when the british were fighting the short guy..
.i was a british calvary lt and my parents now were peasants then and hid me when i was wounded..
i felt i needed to pay them back..beats me if i have done that or not
a person who became a very good friend this time was a russian cossack at that time and
this time we were connected thur horses and some one had given her a necklace
black beads (we didn't know what they were at the time)
and one day we were having
lunch with some other friends and she said..oh i want to show you this..
it was one of those whooooa moments
as she was handing me the necklace we were both touching it and we both saw
yes..saw ourselves side by side in those calvary uniforms talking over a map
we knew immediately that it was us..
i worked on a good many more but don't share them all
i hope some of you other folkls will join in with your stories
8)
I was a nobody in the short guys army. I didn't want to be there, so I deserted and hid. I could hear them looking for me. I was terrified that they would find me and take me back. Not so much a "woo-woo" moment, as a scream and run moment. I hope people will share their stories. I think it's intrinsic to why we've been drawn here.
Shasta
Confederate soldier, killed in combat at Gettysburg.
I can see it like it happened yesterday. Canister in the chest, dead instantly.
A frightening vision at best.
Ive known this since I was a teenager.
I get very emotional when I see anything about Gettysburg or the Civil war, and I know I was there.
LE
Dad and I used to have discussions about " memories" being caught up somehow in the DNA structure and passed on.... he said that would account for what is called " instinctive behavior" with animals and sometimes that odd feeling that some of us get when we feel so familiar with a place or event and yet were never there ourselves. I have never studied " past lives" but I have had some odd sensations that I can't explain....
One the sight of an old pier out to a muddy river. Its raining and I am a young girl... maybe 15.. dressed in a heavy almost burlap feeling robe.... It is getting wet.... and it smells. There is a commotion in the middle of town behind me... and a fire has started.... it is an ancient city..... I am trying to compose myself as I walk down the pier and there is a boat and a man standing at its bow. I pull a golden bracelet off my left arm... it is designed like a serpent and the coils are almost springlike.... I hand it to him and he helps me into the boat and we push off into the darkness.
That's all I have seen since I was about nine years old. Never any more. I used to think that if I could just dream it again I could find out more but it doesn't seem to work that way. After that I was convinced if I just studied about Ancient Egypt that I would somehow find the answers.... drew the snake bracelet over and over.... still have the drawings... but haven't found it yet. One of the research things I would like to do someday when I am not doing anything else.
Who was she? I dunno. Was she me? I dunno. The thing that impressed me was that I could smell the dank odor of the robe I was wearing. Usually for me in a dream.... if I have a sense of smell during the dream I have learned to pay attention to it... more than others! Linda
:o
Linda
as i read your post i got the impression of vesuvis blowing up. ???..wild stuff
LE
i live in pa and have visited gettysburg..it is full of heavy emotion especially on the battlefields
in some places you are overwhelmed with sadness
i looked at my notebook on past lives and will share another one
i was a dark female in a small boat, chained, pregnant and heading towards an island (i think)
i went over board and drowned rather than be a slave...
it was that info that helped slightly when my brother commited suicide
it kept me from some judegements and guilty over what could i have done to prevent him
maybe all that unused brain space is a big fat holding cabinet for who we were and are
and our many choices made and not made...
all we have to do is tap into it
maybe all that unused brain space is a big fat holding cabinet for who we were and are
and our many choices made and not made...
all we have to do is tap into it
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Exactly, Sky, like a big server running at 10 percent capacity, our minds are not only capable of storing memories, it also can enliven them and make them seem real.
There would be a ton of space needed in a computer that could figure out every possible outcome to every possible decision, and there is your other 90 percent......what may have been!
On the Gettysburg note, my name was Frank Miller, and I was in the first wave on the morning of the last big charge over open ground.
Canister was my downfall, and the worst way to go, but fast at least.:((
When my nephew committed suicide five years ago, I felt a need to understand why, and it turned out he needed to escape the terrible pain he lived with due to arthritis. Medication was suffering, and he had enough.
Like you jumping off the boat, it was a desperation move, one to remember forever, whatever the brain soup of the day is.
It seems we only take the most impactful events with us through to our next life, and some never see the past, and how it has shaped their present mind and body, but our past is what dictates our future. To not ever realize this, is akin to being a lifeless zombie, which many on Earth already have down pat these days.
Good tidings,
Littleenki
I have vague kinesthetic connection to ancient Egypt, a vague image of Me in a European castle and My lover in another wing, and the one I mentioned in another thread, where I am living on a water world, skin dark and like a dolphin's in texture, iridescent. I have gills on My neck and am male. The sun is small and very bright and hot, and the sky is dark except for that pinpoint of light. The planet is very warm. I have a small hut on a very small island, and My mate is beautiful - in My "alien" eyes, that is. That is the strongest memory I have.
I have pondered on this subject alot, I would speak different unknown languages when I was a child, sadly those memories are gone, I would also wonder why I was born into this life as if I was somehow being punished for something I had done in the past.
The few memories I do get are fragments of time, that and feelings of belonging or that something is a part of me. What I have deduced is that I have always been male and sadly almost every memory has something to do with war, always war in some capacity and time or another.
I have only a few memories that are different. I remember walking in a field of purple Crystals as if they were plants and they were as far as the eye could see. I remember walking the hanging Gardens of a now, long dead city. Brief things like that.
Hmmm too many things...
a peasant, farmer, poet, philosopher, artist, scientist, soldier many times, a Duke, servant of God, King a couple, Bastard son of king, time/dimentional traveler, various elements traveling through the Universe, many animals and organisms... Etc lol... Oh, I also seem to remember being in lives ahead of this period in history.
I think the most recent human were:
Duke of Monocar/Monacarr, can't remember the spelling.
Nazi SS Officer.
But then again maybe not.