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| dg7954 |
Posted - Sep 21 2005 : 9:14:42 PM
Gee, I was dying to hear some, "this place is so familiar to me and I have never been here before" stories. I just love this topic. I thought when I checked this, there would be all these cool stories about people who just connected at their first encounter, or a battle with a relative or neighbor that feels old and familiar. I have been told more than once that my daughter was my mother in many other lives. When she was four, she told be out of the blue "you know, I used to be your mother." It blew my mind.
Have you ever felt a familiarity with a country or a culture you have never visited? Does your home, your attire, your little likes and dislikes lean towards England, or France, or Native American, or somewhere else? Do you have a "type" of person of the opposite sex that you are particularly attracted to that resembles a lot of other people you have had attraction to in your past as well?
I have heard that a love or revulsion of a fragrance or type of food (spices and herbs especially) can mean a strong tie to another life. I absolutely despise Cilantro, I can't even stand the smell of it, and also know that I was Asian in many other lives. Another great story (well, I think it's great) is that I have a friend who is a well known photographer for Life Magazine, National Geographic, well, you get the idea. He has been obsessed for the last fifteen years with the Hopi Native Americans. He has worked with them and photographed them to better their lives and situations. He found out in a past life regression that he was a soldier who fought Native Americans out West, and was partly responsible for killing a Hopi tribe and burning their reservation. There are so many stories like this one. Doesn't anyone have any to share? If you never have considered this before now, think about how you are in your major relationships, if they are amazingly good or amazingly bad. Perhaps the reason does not lie in this present life. I don't wish to offend anyone's belief system if reincarnation does not enter into how you perceive the universe to be. But, if you have ever wondered about anything that feels like this topic, then let her rip.
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| Judes |
Posted - Nov 02 2005 : 09:41:04 AM
I do believe that children have that ability early in life. A friend once told me a story about her daughters first word. She (the friend) had a cat as a child, named Yogurt. Fast forward 30 years or so, she hasn't thought about or mentioned Yogurt in years. She's outside with her too young to be talking daughter, when a cat passes by. Her daughter points and says softly "Yogurt".
Eileen~ I am of Finnish descent. It does sound like a fascinating study. Where can I read more about it? |
| Eileen |
Posted - Nov 02 2005 : 09:23:17 AM
Just a note, To those of you who have ancestry german, welsh, dutch, or any in or near any of these , if you do a study on the celts you may find out that it is possible that somewhere in your genetic make up there is indeed some Celt. The Celts ruled the whole of the known world at one time in that area. The fall of the celt empire was probably brought about by just how far they did conquer away from home and how long it took for communication to be sent and received. It is a fascinating study.
Eileen
Songbird; singing joy to the earth |
| MNFarmGirl |
Posted - Nov 02 2005 : 09:21:33 AM
When I was little we lived in a very old farmhouse that held the spirit of an old German lady. I do not remember a lot about her because I was so little, but my family told me that you could hear her all the time and she use to help around the house. My mom said she would leave some laundry in the dryer and come back later to find it folded and things like that. Also, my best friend would talk in his sleep, but he would be talking in Russian. He's never been there or knows how to speak it, but you can hear him some nights talking Russian. I saw a show once that said we remember our previous lives between the ages 2 to 5 and after that we start to forget. Very interesting, Aubrey |
| Judes |
Posted - Nov 02 2005 : 06:35:49 AM
My mom has always been afraid of my "powers", as she calls them. But nothing scary here...it's just about being in tune with yourself. I think spending alot of time alone as a child helped me to pay attention and notice things around me more deeply than usual. I'm really thankful for that, because I love that mystical part of the world. The knowing that there is a deeper connection beyond what we can see and understand. I've had so many experiences throughout my life...which as a child I was never afraid of...because at 4 you aren't alarmed to see a ghost, and aren't aware that you are speaking of places you've never been. In adolescence, it scared me...because that is when you begin to question things. I felt like I wasn't normal. But once I was about 14, I realized that this sense was a gift, and a friend.
Most recently, when I was going through a really hard time, I had a dream about a past self. I have never ever had a dream like this. What was so interesting about it, is that I think I called her to my dream. You see (in real life) I was about to get married. I was having all of these struggles with it, but I felt like they were not my own...like they were deeper than my 32 years on this earth. I didn't know specifically where they were coming from, and I never thought conciously that it was a past life issue. I fell asleep one night, praying for a resolution of the heart and that night I had this dream (I won't tell it in full detail because you know how long that can be! and I'd love to tell the long story via email) Anyhow, in the dream a man whom I felt I knew and loved (but was dressed like he was in the early 1900s) was trying to make me come with him. I didn't want to go. He told me I was his wife & that he loved me & that he needed me to come with him. I kept telling him that I love my fiance (in real life)...and that I had to go be with him. Finally I gave in. He didn't tell me where we were going. After a long drive we ended up at this house, again very familiar. We were staying there for days and days. I felt like I was suffocating. In the middle of the night I tried to sneak out, and on my way out the door there she was. I knew immediately that she was me...although we look nothing alike. After staring at each other for a moment, we began talking. I pleaded her to leave with me & told her that we couldn't stay there. We talked FOREVER until I realized that I was going to have to leave her behind. Finally I looked at her and said "I am so sorry, but I have to go" and I walked through the threshold of the door into my new life. I feel like she was a guide for me, but that she was still with her love as well. The next day in my yoga certification class, I settled in on my mat and my teacher announced that we had a guest speaker that day. A dream specialist.
I'm done now! Thanks for listening!
J |
| jenny louise |
Posted - Oct 03 2005 : 7:03:39 PM
Thanks for sharing, Diane. Jenny Louise |
| dg7954 |
Posted - Oct 03 2005 : 07:07:26 AM
Ellen, this is an interesting item as well. I believe that it is the soul energy of the entity that remains in the rock, not all of the soul, just some if it's energy. It is the premise for Indian burial grounds. I have read that some of the energy of the soul is retained in the molecules that make up the bones. This energy collectively can open up vortexes to other dimensions. That is why the burial grounds are so valuable and so sacred. The Native Americans, through meditation and halucinagenic drugs (paoti) can open dimensions for information and time travel. Cool, huh?
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| ByHzGrace |
Posted - Oct 02 2005 : 6:49:49 PM
I've learned in some Native Am.traditions, people do return to the earth.(not as an *active* participant as we might understand it).Like as a *rock* in a sacred valley. The *active* rock never leaves.. never re-reincarnates... stays in that valley forever (in one form or another)... or until someone takes it home in a pocket and away from its spiritual point... which is not a good thing in that tradition, obviously. |
| dg7954 |
Posted - Oct 02 2005 : 06:34:33 AM
I have been told by more than one pschic, that I was killed in my immediately last life in the holocaust. The first time I heard this information, I remembered how, when I was around ten, I read every book I could find about the holocaust. I would always cry uncontrollably when I read them). I told my mother I felt like I was there, and she said, "It makes sense, the timing would be right." I later began to have dreams of how I was killed. I was a male, around 22yrs, with curly brown hair. I wore a tweed jacket and spectacles. I was shot in a field before people were taken to the camps. Later, I was told that I was the brother of one of my close friend's daughter (in this life). I had never met this girl as she lives in Santa Fe, NM. When I traveled to see my friend, I met Alaina for the first time, and we bonded immediately. I actually started to act like her big brother. It was wierd. My daughter in this life, was my mother in the last one. She endured my sister and I being killed, and then was taken to the camps and later gassed there. When my daughter was very little, I remember saying to to her that "I had that house dream again." She asked me about the dream, and I described to her a house I have seen in my dreams numerous times. I described the upstairs, one room leading to another, with old furniture covered with sheets, fixtures, etc. I described the garden outside. It was Japanese in style, with a bell by the door. The house was stone with black shutters. I knew what the ground in the back looked like. There was a man and old woman that lived in the house. In different dreams, his health was declining, and he ended up in the living room in a hospital bed. The woman took care of him. In another dream he had crossed over, and the bed was vacant but still in the livingroom. While I was describing all this to my daughter, she told me she had had dreams about the house as well. She could describe the kitchen (I never saw it in my dreams, but once she spoke about it I could fill in details). We agreed on many descriptions of the house. My daughter, however, could not see the man I described. I spoke to a pschic about this dream, and she told me it was the house we lived in in the last life, and it was still standing! She said it was in Europe, but could not say exactly where. It was a house that was taken over by the Nazis. My daughter in the last life lost everything before she was killed. She was the last survivor of our family, and had endured the most suffering. I believe that, in this life, because she came back as my daughter (first time for this, she has always been my mother in many lives), I am meant to take care of her, and make her life as wonderful as possible. I have always known this on some level. I was also told by several psychics that I am a master soul (meaning my soul is extremely old), but that my daughter is the oldest soul any of them have ever encountered. She is very unique in many ways, but her strength is what is always spoken about. I believe this to be true. She is the strongest person I have ever met. When she was born a preemie (1 lb, 14 oz), she was breathing room air and did not require oxygen. She was in the hospital the first two months of her life. When she was inside me, as I was being monitored every hour (I was hospitalized for a month before she was born) she was always in the same place, with a strong steady heart beat. When I saw her, I just said to myself, "Oh, there you are. How wonderful you are back." My daughter and I have always been extremely close. We can read each other's thoughts, and never went through the teenage trama of "I hate you, you don't understand me." She is 19 now, and we still have a wonderful relationship, and I know we always will. It is my turn to watch over her. My turn to make her life beautiful. She deserves it after her last life. She has paid her dues. |
| ByHzGrace |
Posted - Sep 30 2005 : 05:00:44 AM
The Cathars believed in reincarnation, for those who had not achieved perfection. Yet despite the massacre of thousands of non-perfecti in the Albigensian crusades, none seem to have come back and revived Catharism. Unless there's a very long waiting list to come back.
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| jenny louise |
Posted - Sep 30 2005 : 02:24:08 AM
What a wonderful thread! As I read all of the accounts of childrens' wisdom, I am reminded of my daughter, when she was about two. We had a really old clunker of a car and it wouldn't start one night; we were in the parking lot of a tore, about 5 miles from home and it was raining and cold, and my DH just laid his head on his arms as he was gripping the steering wheel and felt exhausted at the prospect of us slogging home in the cold wet weather. We thought that jessie was asleep in the back, when two little hands touched us, one on his shoulder, one on mine, and she lisped,"All you have to do is believe", then she promptly stuck her thumb in her mouth and laid back against the seat. Well, DH looked at me and I looked back at him, and he took a deep breath and tried to start the car again. Of course, it started and we both looked back at jessie, who smiled around her thumb, and she has continued to amaze us through the years with her center of calm.
I have had alot of spiritual events and i love it. I truely believe in reincarnation, the earth around us teaches that. I never feel alone, as there is always someone to talk with that is in spirit. You all have great stories and i have really enjoyed reading them, thanks! Jenny Louise |
| lamarguerite farm |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 9:17:10 PM
Blue Egg Babe- I don't know of any Irish descent either. I am Mostly German, Welsh and a little Dutch. I have ancestors that were Pennsylvania dutch and supposedly there is a town called Landis, Pennsylvania that is named after them. Anyway, you described the feelings much better than I did. I had to chuckle at your reference to strong feelings the day after visiting the pubs. ha ha It would be interesting to visit (Ireland, not the pubs) ha ha, and see what kinds of feelings it would bring about. Thanks for shariing your story!!
Blessings,
Missy
If you have a dream, even if you don't feel qualified to accomplish it, just try your hardest.-Maggie Jensen |
| Kim |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 7:57:18 PM
I'll keep you posted on what I find. You never know though, Meadowlark, I may end up in Kansas!! Still waiting for the job postings to come through.
farmgirl@heart
Be at peace with yourself and the rest will follow |
| MeadowLark |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 7:46:18 PM
Sounds wonderful Kim... 
If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come. |
| Kim |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 6:59:32 PM
Ok, I am looking for a place to move as my BF and I are breaking up(story is on the thread called sad if you want the details). Anyway, I was surfing the net looking for homes and I cama across this farmhouse someone has started to restore. Good location town wise, railroad tracks 2 blocks away (not so good). On a street with other restored homes, mostly Victorian, so I drive by the house and I have this really weird pull, like I'm supposed to be in this house. I almost cry thinking about NOT having it. It needs more work and I haven't even seen the inside. DIRT cheap. It feels so familiar. As soon as I can I am setting up an appointment with my realtor to see it.
farmgirl@heart
Be at peace with yourself and the rest will follow |
| Park Avenue |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 5:20:47 PM
Wow Bramble, what a cool story. I love it!
Michele |
| ByHzGrace |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 4:10:18 PM
I don't believe in reincarnation.
If reincarnation is real, and there are six billion people on earth who presumably were reincarnated somewhere, sometime....or numerous times, certainly some definitive proof could be had and tested under controlled conditions. But then as far as believability as a measure - the Incarnation and Virgin birth take some imagination, no?
I do believe in the breaking of bonds of time and space such that all times being contained are within this present moment.Like when I tell a story about when I was 16, I must remember what it is to be 16. But this is not looking back; it is bringing me into the present. Have you ever read about Michelangelo that he approached a block of marble believing that the perfect sculpture he sought to create already existed in the unhewn stone. Does this make the artistic act one of discovery, not creation when the long hours of work are devoted to revealing what is already there?
The answer bramble sought is already there prior to her discovery of it?
What happens in the flash of her understanding?
Does she suddenly catch up with a truth already known?
Can we draw not only on information in our past, as "remembered" in our DNA, but on information in our future? |
| BlueEggBabe |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 2:49:54 PM
Yes Missy,
I also share your "Celtic shivers" and openly weeped the first time I heard a tin whistle play on the radio when I was just 17 years old. I was quite shaken by it at the time, too, because I had no idea what was happening to me. Nor did my family.
That moment also caused me to remember another, sitting on my grandfather's lap as a youngster looking at a National Geographic issue featuring rural Ireland and somehow knowing it was familiar to me. I thumbed those pages of green pastures and endless stone walls and seaweed and sheep and women in woolen shawls to shreds!It was as though the faces were familiar to me as well. I couldn't have been more than 8.
In 1996,I fulfilled a lifelong desire and traveled with a girlfriend (of full Irish heritage), to Ireland for 10 days.
I have full German/Swiss blood back as far as our family tree goes to the early 1700s. Not a trace of Celt.
But, I sobbed like a helpless baby, face down in the cool green grass, overlooking the Cliffs of Moher when I arrived there.
My Irish blood girlfriend thought I had lost my marbles.
Simply uncontrollable and unexplainable and familiar.
I cannot describe the emotion as anything but relief.
Like I said in the Movies forum, I havent felt so at home any where on this planet as I did there. I cried again when it was time to come home.......and my kids were here!!! I wish that I had a vision or a recurrent dream that I could add. I waited to feel something powerful at the standing stones, in the castles...nothing.
The pubs gave me the only powerful feelings on my trip...and that was always the next day!
Anyway,I cannot ever deny what I felt.....
I would love to know more. Hence my return to the island by book or movies. Still searching for another spark.
"If more of us valued good food, cheer and song above hoarded gold,the world would be a merrier place."
J.J.R.Tolkien |
| lamarguerite farm |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 12:34:59 PM
I'm very mixed on the idea of past lives. I know it's not biblical but I have these really wierd feelings inside when I listen to Celtic music. I get goose bumps, and sometimes feel like I'm welling up with tears. It is a feeling of being "familiar". It feels as though I have all this emotion from it that bubbles over and I'm not really sure why. It's even hard to explain and it's definately not the same as just "feeling moved" by the music.- Ugh! I guess there just aren't words to describe it! I am also drawn to books, movies, history, and objects from pioneer times. Makes you wonder?!!! I wonder if it is possible to experience these things due to genetics from ancestors?!? Just have lots of uncertainties(sp?).
Blessings,
Missy
If you have a dream, even if you don't feel qualified to accomplish it, just try your hardest.-Maggie Jensen |
| blueroses |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 11:51:35 AM
Bramble,
That is such a cool and amazing story. I had one daughter who use to insist that the old house (1870's) that we lived in in upstate NY was haunted. She used to give me the shivers, cuz I figured she was right. Some of us are just more in tune to vibes or past histories.
"You cannot find peace...by avoiding life."
Virginia Woolfe |
| RachelLeigh |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 11:51:03 AM
That is absolutely fascinating!!! I have very short seconds where I feel like I've been somewhere before or I've experienced something before but nothing so concrete as Bramble's story...that's just awesome!
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| Clare |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 11:48:14 AM
Consider it a gift, Bramble! Wonderful stories that are being shared here, too!
May the sun bring you new energy by day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow new strength into your being, may you walk gently through the world and know its beauty all the days of your life. ~~Apache Blessing
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| bramble |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 11:34:20 AM
I did try to find it again when I was on a ski trip in college but had no luck. The people in the area I asked said that those kind of shops come and go and they remember there had been a fire at one. We drove around and looked at alot but I suppose because I was TRYING nothing was ringing any bells.What I wish is that I had had the presence of mind to write to the shopkeeper and ask about the letters and diary contents. But at 14 how many of us would have been that together? I remember feeling awkward, embarrassed and didn't really understand what had happened at the time and my father's strange behavior probably only enhanced that. I had already started to love old things so I didn't want to throw the spoon and rattle away but I'm glad my Mom kept them tucked away for me.I do remember thinking "Baby stuff?!!! I would have rather had the book!" Thank goodness 14 year olds don't ALWAYS say what they are thinking, that was incredibly generous of the store owner to have given away two obviously old and potentially profitable items for the store.
On another note of strangeness...I frequently know who is calling on the phone before we pick up! My son has grown up with it so it's not odd to him but the other day a friend was here and I told him to get the phone it was his Mom and he couldn't get over it. I don't think about it, it just sort of comes through sometimes, usually with people we are close to. We don't need no stinkin caller ID, they have me!( I don't work all the time though!)Weird, huh?!
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| MeadowLark |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 09:18:55 AM
Bramble, your story gave me the goosebumps! I would do as Clare said and go back and explore that area and store again...That is just amazing!
If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come. |
| Clare |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 08:30:58 AM
Wow Bramble! Have you been back to the store as an adult? You may find out more now. So interesting!
May the sun bring you new energy by day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow new strength into your being, may you walk gently through the world and know its beauty all the days of your life. ~~Apache Blessing
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| sqrl |
Posted - Sep 29 2005 : 08:30:55 AM
Wow! Bramble I just love this story. It seems like a book or a movie, so unreal. Don't ya just want to go back there and try to feel it again there might be more to it, aren't ya curiuos. I would just have to know. What an amazing experience.
Blessed Be
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