Reincarnation - A search for old Soldiers.

Gatordone: Thank you for the fascinating account. An experience such as yours would certainly cause you to question.

It's a very moving account: reading it created a vivid mental picture.

You mentioned two experiences. I look forward to reading the second.

Originally posted by Dock6
You mentioned two experiences. I look forward to reading the second.

The other is another "past-life" seeming dream in which, agian I'm a child but there are no soldiers in it.

Again, I'm a small boy, this time on a jungle path. There is thick vegitation including hanging vines, tall grass, broad palm leaves close to the ground, etc. I'm happily humming something and skipping along on my own when my heart actually freezes and the hair all over my boyish body is standing on end. I am perfectly petrified and actually can't move a muscle. I was coming toward a left curve in the path and can only see straight ahead into some thick brush. From under a palm leaf I see two large golden eyes spaced very far apart from eachother. I am absolutely scared like at no time in my waking life.

That's when the giant tiger leaps suddenly out from his ambush spot and I wake up in buckets of sweat. I have had this dream many times- to the point I can recognize it while still there and even though I know what's going to happen, I can't shake the paralysis. I suppose I'm a small Indian (from India) boy but the entire episode is in first person.

I love and am fascinated by big cats, but any time I see a tiger on the attack (Discovery Channel or anything) I get goose-bumps and literally shiver. For no apparent reason.

Gatordone:

I've read both your accounts more than once and ... !!!!!

Easy for me to suggest although not as easily done ... but have you ever considered or tried to scream out at (or otherwise combat) the big cat in the dream? Apparently the Native Americans instructed children to confront threats within dreams.

It might have the effect of making you remember more. Or it may result in ceasation of the dreams. On the other hand, it may prompt a heart attack.

When I began reading your second post, it brought to mind a brief but similar dream/vision/memory I had aged 5 or 6. It didn't have a beginning. I was simply 'there'. It was night. Tall grasses, some trees. I climbed up into a tree. I was a small child. Naked. I clung to the tree all night. All around were animal noises. The only similar noises I've heard as an adult have been actual 'jungle noises' in documentaries. When I sensed a big animal below, I knew how to make myself 'not there'. It was automatic. My breathing ceased and I somehow 'held in' my body scent. I stayed in the tree and watched the sky, waiting for it to get lighter. That's the entirety. It may have been of only a second or two in duration although it seemed longer. Naturally, as an adult you wonder how as a child you possessed so much information about something you'd never seen or experienced. When as an adult I read about the theory of 'inherited memory', I wondered if that was responsible.

So many interesting experiences, yet we rarely get to the bottom of them.

Originally posted by Dock6
Easy for me to suggest although not as easily done ... but have you ever considered or tried to scream out at (or otherwise combat) the big cat in the dream?

Oh Hell Yeah! That has always been my natural impulse which is a reason, I think, that the paralysis is as frightening to me as the fact that I'm about to be lunch.

Originally posted by Dock6
Naturally, as an adult you wonder how as a child you possessed so much information about something you'd never seen or experienced. When as an adult I read about the theory of 'inherited memory', I wondered if that was responsible.

You're right, of course. There is no reason for me to have had such highly detailed dreams with the limited experience I had when they started. How did it get there? I think the natural way that we "forget" our past experiences (if that's what is happening) is probably good for us so I've decided to try to leave it alone unless it barges into my current experience. That I figure is also a natural occurence that happens for a reason. So a bungle along with no direction and try ro rely on my instincts.

What else to do, right?

Wow theres a whole bunch of new and interesting information since i last checked in.

Give me some time to read through it all, and I'll put up some thoughts.

Thanks for posting!

Originally posted by Seeker PI
Wow theres a whole bunch of new and interesting information since i last checked in.

Give me some time to read through it all, and I'll put up some thoughts.

Thanks for posting!

and I would like some feedback from you about these paragraphs i wrote about my past life and my thought about 'past lives memories'.




Chaoic out...

Easy for me to suggest although not as easily done ... but have you ever considered or tried to scream out at (or otherwise combat) the big cat in the dream? Apparently the Native Americans instructed children to confront threats within dreams.

From my experience, "combating" the cat is a bad idea.
The cat (tiger, beast, etc) that you often (for some) see in your dreams is your inner beast. It wants to get out (its your self-preservation instinct, something our ancestors had to spend years and years to develop).. What you really need to do, is let the beast out, that is when you will feel your real strength, you will remember things, etc. You need to become one with the beast. There are consequences. The beast's only purpose/mission is to survive, meaning that it will do whatever is necessary to stay alive, it has no feelings, no fear, doesn't care about rigth and wrong, nada.
What all this means, is that a person that lives in normal somewhat peacefull society has no need for it, that is why it's buried deep inside our subconscious.
Maybe try letting the beast out when you need it, like when you want to remember, or what not.

The thing that you should really combat in your dreams, is that thing that your afraid of, the one that chases you alot of times. That is when you need to stop, turn around, and rip it apart. next morning you'll wake up fresh, feeling like a newborn baby.

Best regards,
AG

What strikes me the most about these excellent posts, is the great level of detail of past life experience you all seem to have.

It seems to me that we are looking at something far more tangible than the surreal rehashing of the days events in a dream like state, that come to us during REM periods of sleep.

Whilst I'am sure pychologists could explain away much of whats been written as alagory for deep rooted emotional issues or problems that are not addressed in the concious state and are therefore left rolling around your subconcious awaiting resolution. I'am not convinced that that is what we are looking at here. I do not see obvious substitutions such as " Stress in the workplace" for an enemy in pursuit, or family issues being portrayed as alagorical journeys to ones homeland.

No, I think that if that was the case you would see strange details that have no place in reality. Such as " I was wearing a hat, but it was really a saucepan, I could not work out why I was wearing a tin pot on my head". No one seems to have strange quirks in their recollections. Indeed everybody seems to have rational recall of great depth and detail, and firmly believe that the events they remember where real. That said the comments made earlier by KASKAD are very relevant and would be interesting to apply (if possible) to see if the outcomes of these deep rooted memories change as you interact with them.


I'am beginning to think that Trauma crystalises these memories and saves them to the hard drive that is our brain, hopefully so that whatever was learnt will be retained for future guidance, in the same way that a child burning its hand in the fire will probably not make the same mistake again due to the pain suffered.

Chaotic Black Dragon:

Have you ever been to a "War" museum, if your in England I highly recommend the Imperial War Museum. I wonder if proximity to aircraft of the period would heighten your awareness to even greater detail.

I was intrigued by your thoughts on religion and the part it has played in your journey. I respect all peoples beliefs even if I disagree with their prospectives, but like yourself I do see religious dogma as being an enourmous barrier to any thought that does not fall inline with its teachings. IE: You can't get to Heaven without Jesus, and if there is a Christ there cannot be reincarnation. These paradigms are power plays meant to monopolise the thought process of populations through fear, but thats a whole other subject and I do not wish to offend " People of faith" in this discussion so I'll leave it alone.

Kaskad:
Great input, I would hope that we all experiment with your suggestions.

Gatordone:
Very vivid, and yet another example of Trauma sparking memory.

Frayed1
Are you female? I'am wondering if your memory is an example of cross gender experience.

Dock6.
Having read many of your posts both here and elswhere on this sight, there is no doubt in my mind that you truely are a seeker of the truth, and I sincereley appreciate your input. Here's something that I see that has enourmous reprocussions.

Originally posted by Dock6
I already had my arm raised at shoulder height, my gun at him. But as he sped towards me, I turned the gun on myself. Split-second sensation of sadness and relief. Shot myself in the head. That was it.

If there is any Dogma tied to reincarnation it's this. NEVER end the cycle by your own hand. It's a horrible mistake and negates anything learnt during that lifespan. Repetition does not move one foward. It's like being held back a year in grade school.

I hope I've not missed anything, thanks to everyone for their contributions so far. KEEP THOSE MEMORIES COMING!

Originally posted by Seeker PI
Chaotic Black Dragon:

Have you ever been to a "War" museum, if your in England I highly recommend the Imperial War Museum. I wonder if proximity to aircraft of the period would heighten your awareness to even greater detail.

I was intrigued by your thoughts on religion and the part it has played in your journey. I respect all peoples beliefs even if I disagree with their prospectives, but like yourself I do see religious dogma as being an enourmous barrier to any thought that does not fall inline with its teachings. IE: You can't get to Heaven without Jesus, and if there is a Christ there cannot be reincarnation. These paradigms are power plays meant to monopolise the thought process of populations through fear, but thats a whole other subject and I do not wish to offend " People of faith" in this discussion so I'll leave it alone.

Actually, I am connected to tibetan and no I don't believe in 'heaven' or 'hell', and that Jesus is the son of god but lets not turn this thread into religious debates.

However, I am very glad that you enjoyed reading my stories about my experiences of remembering my past lives. And about me living in England, I dont live in england unfortunately, but I would definely love to find any of war museum somewhere in United States, where it may hold a key for me to reveal myself more of my lost memories of my WWII past life.


Chaoic out...


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[edit on 8-3-2007 by Chaoic_Black_Dragon]

Originally posted by Chaoic_Black_Dragon

However, I am very glad that you enjoyed reading my stories about my experiences of remembering my past lives. And about me living in England, I dont live in england unfortunately, but I would definely love to find any of war museum somewhere in United States, where it may hold a key for me to reveal myself more of my lost memories of my WWII past life.


Chaoic out...

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I grew up in London. England during the sixtees, playing in the bomb sites of the East End. During those years I spent whole days at the Imperial War Museum. I had no idea about reincarnation or even the concept of it, but I was drawn to that place like a magnet.

A couple of years ago I flew out of Boeing Field in Seattle in one of the only B17 bombers still in the air.Whilst it didn't trigger any past memory, the atmosphere, sounds and smells, where very evocative. and I'am sure that you would have related to it more than I did.

There are 3 or 4 travelling air circuses that move around the States displaying and flying their Warbirds. If you ever get the chance to experience something like that I would be fascinated to hear it's effect on you.

What I find so intriguing about your story is that you have no hearing, yet you remember sounds from previous experiences. That to me is trully mind blowing.

Keep up the search you are on the road to enlightenment.


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Originally posted by Seeker PI


Frayed1
Are you female? I'am wondering if your memory is an example of cross gender experience.

LOL! Yes, I am......and in my 'memory' I am wearing a short sleeved dress ( as I mentioned in my post).....so I would probably have been female then too...??

I also seem to 'recall' bits from at least one other life ( again, as a female), perhaps the life just prior to the 40's era one mentioned above. (It seems to be around 1850, or so in a 'pioneer' setting. I actually have had a series of these dreams with myself at different ages, but as the same girl/woman, I even looked in a mirror in two of the dreams, getting to see 'me' as a teenaged girl, and then as a 30ish woman, always with long, thick brown hair.......not the present 'me'.)

Thanks for setting me straight Frayed1.

It does seem to be a rarity for people to remember lives as the opposit sex.

Yours is a particularly poignant memory, as you where an unwilling participant in the event. Soldiers are often willing participants and accept the possibility of loss of life. Little girls in backyards do not.

What a great thread shame I missed it.

Reading these experiences I remembered a friend from my youth who couldn't watch a film with a medievel battle in it. He'd say it use to give him flashbacks of being in battle swinging with hand weapons swords, axes such like. He use to say he could remember/feel what it was like to hit somebody with a weapon like that. At the time strangely enough what with being a juvenile and all I believed him, still do, probably because in his mind it was so real for him.

n1 seekerPI

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Carslake.

Thanks for the input.

It seems that past memories are sharper during the early years of life, and generally seems to dissipate somewhat as one grows, and takes in the enviroment around them.

Some people still have lucid recollection while others only fragmentory recall. I would think your friend fell into the later catagory.

If you are still in touch with him, It would be interesting to know if he still has the same feelings and wether it is more coherant to him now.

Please let me know if you can add to his experience.

Again, thanks for the post.

This is is a fascinating topic, but also difficult for me to post personal experiences - I'll do my best.

Details aren't very prevalent - but the emotions are. For the longest time I thought I was being possessed by the spirit of someone who died (killed himself) in the war.

In these impressions/memories - I'm a German soldier, rank unknown, serving on the frontlines. I must have been higher in rank than others, because I have no conscious memories of killing anyone.

The only vivid memory follows.

One night I remember falling so deeply into this altered consciousness,I could do nothing but clasp my hands together and cry for several hours.

Deep, heaving sobs issued forth, and impressions of returning to Dresden after the bombing and being unable to find my pregnant wife. The entire memory culminates in a suicidal act with an issued handgun.

I've been able to block the majority of further memories, because when I fall into them, the emotional pain is so overwhelming that I began to worry I would lose myself to that mentality.

Sorry I don't have more details.

(and for the record, I am female, aged 32 from a military family that goes back several generations)

Hope this was a valid contribution.

WOW........

You have my utmost respect for posting something so personal, especially as it was a difficult excersise for you. Thanks for sharing with us.

I'am curious to know a couple of things, but if you dont want to elaborate further,thats quite alright, no worries.

Why do you equate your experience with Possesion rather than past life experiance ?

I only ask because I wonder if the emotions you experienced where so powerfull and distressing that you could not believe it was a personal experience, and consequently arrived at the conclusion that those thoughts belonged to someone else.

Originally posted by GENERAL EYES

I've been able to block the majority of further memories, because when I fall into them, the emotional pain is so overwhelming that I began to worry I would lose myself to that mentality.

I'am just an ordinary guy with no qualification to offer any advice at all.
But I will say this. Sometimes it is best to let sleeping dogs lie. And if keeping those memories at arms length makes you more comfortable then that is the path you must take. There is no reason to trouble yourself more by looking backwards. I'am looking in that direction because i hope to find others like me. I find it comforting. But there you go.



Yours is a harrowing memory and again points to the Suddenness of death as being a factor in recall.

Its also worth noting at this point that you are the second female to have posted here with a trans-gender experience. That in itself is a suprise to me.

Again thanks for the post.

More than happy to oblidge. This is a wonderful thread.

Regarding the "possession" - I suppose it may have been because the onset of the memory was so sudden, I was my first experience with such a concept. It literally felt as if another consciousness was transposing my own, and a part of myself (i.e. the current life) remained intact during the event, only more in the background of my mind during the time.

I'm not opposed to the idea of a previous life experience, in fact - I had a dream the other night where I was talking to someone and mentioned something to the effect of "well, I was a man in a previous life, and not the nicest guy."

Your thread caught my eye because I have never been able to address this issue full on and up front until now.

I'll be happy to contribute further if any other memories resurface, but for the most part they've subsided and not longer haunt me.

Thanks again for your interest. This is a wonderful thread, especially now that I know I'm not alone in these types of experiences.

Thanks for the feed back GENERAL EYES.

Kind words indeed.

I'am glad that your perception of the Possession experience you had, is not a demonic one. I only say that because the subject matter we are dealing with is very touchy to some people.

I once played out an argument with a fundamentalist ( His religious affiliation is irrelavant). His stated belief was that the memories held by myself and others, are nothing but negative entities trying to gain control of our souls.

Within the context of this thread I'll say catagorically, I see no evidence of that anywhere. But being open minded I'am willing to listen to anyone's beliefs without dismissing them because they are at conflict with my own.

I think its worth bearing in mind that we will never ever know in this lifetime, what the real answer to the question of Reincarnation is.

Many will tell you straight faced, that its all about X or all about Y and their belief system says this or their Book tells them that.

I say again. beyond a shadow of a doubt, no one knows the answer.

Sorry for the ramble!

I'll widen out the conversation in the next day or so inlight of the wonderfull posts you folks have been generous enough to share. It occurs to me that I haven't shared half of what I know, so I will fill in blanks to my own experiences in my next post.

Thanks to everyone for joining in.


Edit for horrifying spelling.

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Very interesting. I myself have these strange "memories" and dreams of WW2. I don't recall absolutely everything, because it comes to me in glances, and when I try to remember them, I seem to forget.

Two dreams I constantly have is that I'm in a plane. I hear rattling noises, a extremely loud humming and I hear a moan or two. I'm in the back. I don't know what I'm doing back there, if I fell back or if I had been stationed back there. All I know for certain is that the plane is going down really fast. And I remember having a very urgent feeling to try to grab a parachute on the back of a seat. I scramble to reach it, but the force of the plane falling so fast makes it very difficult.

I know I reach it, but I cannot recall if I make it out or not. I believe I do, because the other dream I have is that I am hiding. I can hear English being spoken, and I'm extremely scared. I have a pressing feeling that I can't be found, for if I do I die.

Please don't hold this against me, as I don't hold any Nazi views, but I've always been attracted to WW2 and the 3rd Reich. I'm by no means a Nazi, but when I see something on the Discovery Channel about Hitler or Nazi Germany, I get a strange feeling inside of me like I'm in the wrong time. I also feel like I have something urgent to do when I watch those shows. And to be honest, I've quite watching anything that deals with WW2 or wars for that matter.

I hope you all don't think I'm racist or a Nazi. My fiance is from Palestine. She knows about this as well. We've spoken about it many times.

I just thought I'd share.

Sincerely,
Frontkjemper

Originally posted by Frontkjemper

Please don't hold this against me, as I don't hold any Nazi views, but I've always been attracted to WW2 and the 3rd Reich. I'm by no means a Nazi, but when I see something on the Discovery Channel about Hitler or Nazi Germany, I get a strange feeling inside of me like I'm in the wrong time. I also feel like I have something urgent to do when I watch those shows. And to be honest, I've quite watching anything that deals with WW2 or wars for that matter.

I hope you all don't think I'm racist or a Nazi. My fiance is from Palestine. She knows about this as well. We've spoken about it many times.

Frontkjemper

Hi Frontkjemper.

Your recollections certainly are in inline with a member of a Luftwaffe Bomber crew attempting to bail out, presumably some where over Britain.

Your now one of several including myself, to have posted with memories of WWII as seen through the eyes of someone wearing a German uniform.

Like you I'am not a racist, and I loath Nazism. Invariable one is born to one side or another, and a soldier called to duty doesn't really have any chance to decide which side he will fight for. The last time that ever happened with any substance, was the Spanish Civil War in the 30's.

Thanks very much for your valuable input.

We could apply a thousand and one theories as to why we come back, and how it applies to having lived a life fighting for what we hopefully would all agree, was the wrong side. I'll tell some more of my own story and let you all draw your own conclusions.

My introduction to Religion was at the local Roman Catholic sunday school.
I was five. All my friends where from Irish families and on Sunday afternoon they where rounded up and sent to class. Curiosty led me to accompany them one day.

We where told grimly by the local priest about how the Jews had killed Jesus. I questioned my mother about this when I got home, it seemed terribly wicked to me.

Imagine when she told me " But son. your Jewish!.............

This was news to me. My Dad had been a choirboy at Winchester Cathedral, my cousins went to church....Huhh ???????

Armed with this new information and a STAR of DAVID around my neck, I was reintroduced to the world as a Jew.

For the next seven years I had the snot kicked out of me, both physically and mentally on an almost daily basis. I learnt to fight.

At the age of eleven I put another young boy in hospital. He had pushed me so far and for so long. I snapped. To my shame and eternal regret it was my intention to kill him.

Everything stopped after that. No more beatings, no more baiting.

Some time later I took off my Star of David. And concluded that if this is what we will do to each other because of religion, I want nothing more to do with it. I never wore that Star again.

Fifteen years later, my mother confessed to me that she had converted to Judaism, she was not born into it, which is critical in how Judaism is passed down from generation to generation. "It" had found her. Indeed my dad was Church of England, and yes my cousins went to church.......................

My mother never new the truth of what had happened to me. It would have broken her heart.

So I suggest this. If you really want to teach a Nazi a lesson. Can you think of a better way to do it ?






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