Who were you???

Originally posted by zbeliever
reply to post by meathed

 

Good luck tomorrow!!!

Thank you friend.

I wish I could say I knew who I was in past lives. As I vaguely stated in my other post on this thread I just know when I meet people important to me because it feels like there is a previous connection.

This is kind of off topic, but I also believe that our lives are loosely planned out. What i'm referring too is that I always wanted to join the military since I was little and am now unable to becuase I have titanium rods running all the way down my spine. I was kinda pissed when the said it would disqualify me from being able to join, although I have since fully recovered and am doing everything I used to. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be or for my own good?

i for one know i have been here before as i have had regression done before and i know of atleast a couple of my past lives i have been a roman soldier and i was a pilot in ww2. i was told of these in my regression but was also told i have been here many times and refered to as an old soul, which i get told alot. i know that i was definetly a pilot because when i was very young i would talk about planes alot and i used to sing old war songs that there was no way on earth i could have known i also did not like to be spun around because i believe i died in a crash and said plane was spinning uncontrolably.

i do believe in reincarnation, but i regret i cannot really say that i know any previous lives with any certainty. ive always been told, in different ways, that i am an "old soul" a term used in a recent post which i too wanted to use in my post on this thread. many parts of this life have had a certain familiar feel to them, and many things ive seen heard or smelled have triggered "gut reactions" or intuitive responses to very specific happenings in my life. some like numbers or numerology, but i like numbers without the numerology. i like math without all of the work. i like paintings but i cannot paint. i love beautiful poetry but i am not a poet. i love to travel but all my travels are rarely vacations.

ive put a lot of thought into who i was, but ive put way more thought into who i am. i have no idea. the me i am (or at least thought i was) has died several times within this lifetime. i guess what im trying to say is, i can't figure out who i was or where i am going. i have nothing specific that i can definitely say "YES, this is me." even sitting here typing this post i have written deleted and re-written this paragraph several times trying to understand precisely what i mean. most things i have no problem with developing a coherent statement with which to express my thoughts about. when i try to talk about myself... i always draw a blank.

meh. i digress. just thought i would put in my "i approve of reincarnation" bit, and express a bit of my frustration with it.

I was General Shepherd.

When i was about 4-5 years old i was playing with my toys in my room when i had flashbacks that stopped me in my tracks, they felt like real memories of being a soldier in WW1 the first picture was of me walking towards a trench on a very sunny day with the green grass of the fields all round so it must have been early in the war and just feeling the adrenalin of bullets and grenades all around me.
The second picture was just me standing in a very deep trench in the third i was crouching feeling very tense then just jumping up ordering men forward , there was a tank there so it must have been into the last year then i was shot and died.
I remember seeing my vision tunnel in and go blurry and the cold taking over my body then floating up overlooking the battlefield, i've not gone under hypnosis yet and im not sure i want to.
My family has a long history in the military and living such a bad life before it would certainly make sense with such a sh*t life now.

Needless to say few people are interested in hearing it and beleiving it.

problem with this philosophy is most where someone famous or someone gifted .... crap, there must be ten joan of arcs, jfk's blah blah crap, I have lived physically once & eh eh its been a learning experience, ain't coming back because its bull#

I am convinced I had to be French in a past life. It would explain a lot of things about me and things I said as a kid about living in Paris. Since I was very little I have always talked about France, esp Paris. My mom said I told everyone I was french and I was going to live there again. I dont have any memories that back it up but my family has all told me about this. I still to this day feel a HUGE pull to go and live in France, esp one particular area, Nievre. It's weird but I am drawn there and an old badass castle/chateaux that I found years ago. It's just so weird, it's hard to explain. I do believe in reincarnation...I'm not saying I was but I think it could be a possibility.

I also always had this feeling of going home and that has to do with the sky...Mars. Yeah that is way out there I know but again I have been drawn to that planet my entire life, which is why I chose the field of aerospace engienering One day soon I shall be one of the ones who helps to put a human on Mars. I'd go no questions asked or second thoughts.

It would be cool to have a past life regression done. I have always wanted to but I am a little skeptical of it. I guess I'm also a little scared of what would happen and if the outcome is made up or something that is real...I do believe in reincarnation though. I have been told many times Im an old soul.

It could be the case, that ultimatley, we have to start from God, and end up as being God, in order to become truly whole. What we truly are is a combination of all of our ancestors, what we "remember" is our past lives, but our past lives are not what constitutes our "selves".

reply to post by TheMajestic


I often felt an affinity with Nazis and German tanks.... However, also a sense of guilt concerning the war. There are other things too, but the details are sketchy, sometimes I will kind of "zone" into a prior self, my personality seems to change, and I seem to have a feeling of being my "old self" - there are some good memories, but most of it seems to be dark... Sometimes, there are feelings of being in the light, however, it seems to be from an almost primordial timeline.

I have always felt "I want to go home." Many times I have prayed for just that. But knowing this life has to take its natural course, I won't intrude on that. Once I was asked this very question of the post. Who do I feel I was in previous incarnations? I feel connections to Civil War Soldiers (I am female now). I also feel part of medieval England.
But the purpose to my response is back to my first sentence. I was enlightened once, when those feelings were so acute, that my soul has had different lessons to be learned before I can finally be home at last. I was also told this is my last lesson before joining the Higher Existence for good. I have yet to figure out what that lesson is, but I feel I am progressing. I know there is a higher purpose and I am just a small part of the whole, but I am most definitely part of it.

reply to post by SystemResistor


YES!!! Perfect line of reasoning. This is the underlying basis of my belief. It's not so much 'God' with me as it is the manner in which the spirit of all things is ultimately united into One. I just call It the Deity for want of a definition because It cannot be defined.

To the OP:

I was a child who died in a concentration camp during WWII.

How do I know this? A dream I told my grandfather before my 5th birthday and who was shocked by the revelation. I remembered the dream from that moment on because my grandfather was shocked.

Here is what I told him in 1951 (remember that I'm only 4 years old at the time):

I was on the bottom of a pile of naked bodies and feeling crushed. Everything was wet and those warm bodies were not moving. I could hardly move or breathe myself, being so trapped, but slowly I was able to work my way through. After a struggle, I finally got out and took a deep breath.

Then I awoke.

To this day, the description is too graphic and detailed for me to be able to forget. This is exactly what can happen in the gas chamber as adults try to protect children by covering them from the gas. No... I don't know if I was Jewish, a gypsy, mentally challenged or any one of a number of reasons the Nazis would gas children for, but that dream and its message always confirmed for me that there is something which survives death and is transferred into another soul.

Great thread. S&F

reply to post by masqua


I remember being tortured, whether if it was "me" or an "ancestor" I am not sure, the memory still seems to carry on within me... I get the idea of being punished, perhaps for treason. I think I was mutilated for it, however, the details are sketchy, a part of me feels a deep sense of vengeance and injustice... I believe that I was actually in "hell" for quite a significant time period, however, it was my sense of guilt that led me to a kind of suicidal selflessness, a supremely deep sense of being sorry. I remember reaching a kind of null zone, at which point I think I was given a second chance and reborn. I hate to say it, but I might have been a "reptillian", from a war that predates human existence... My positive memories of humans seem to be only when I am around people that they would call "retards" or "odd" people, in other words, people with souls that are genuine to Earth.

Many of those that do not understand or do not believe in past lives have yet to "die"... Paradoxically, it is spiritual "death" that gives rise to the "soul" - the transition from a collective consciousness, to an individualised awareness. I think those that "fall" have basically stepped out of thier group soul without being prepared for existance as an individual soul. I see it all the time, especially with migrants, when they arrive, they seem to be bonded, spritually, however, when they are exposed to the more materialistic world, they lose that connection to their "innocence", however, they lose touch with their true "life force".

reply to post by Gseven
The idea that we are all living out our past, present and future lives even as we are aware of ourselves in this life is ancient, ancient knowledge, most often referred to as the Akashic records. It was also elucidated by Jane Roberts in The Seth Materials back in the '70's. And, in quantum physics, with the new discovery of "entangled particles," this notion of sharing time/space is being translated to those who are very confined by conventional science rules and require a more concrete, left-brained introduction to these philosophies.

reply to post by Burgo

I don't feel as if I was ever anyone famous or important to history...Just a average soul that is trying to make it....I feel alot of people on this thread have also just lived regular lives....

I am enjoying everyone's posts especially the people who at a young age remembered their past life.At such young ages we are still innocent and that is what makes it believable...

The Dalai Lama has to point out his things from a past life as a test that he is truly a reincarnation of a past Dalai Lama.If I remember right the monks have to find him in the villages before age 5 because at that age you start to forget your past incarnations....

My children are only 18 months apart, and when they were VERY small I always had a strong feeling they had known each other for a very long time. My daughter has a largish birth mark on her forehead. I had always heard that birthmarks could be a clue as to how someone had passed in a previous life. One night my son had a nightmare. He was only about 3 years old, and had never heard me talk about the possibilities of his sister's mark. He told me that he watched the bad man hit the "other Abigail" in the head and she died. He was extremely distraught, but seemed to understand that the sister sleeping in the other room was ok.
This is not the only "enlightened" moment he has ever had. As an infant he "saw" his "angels". Before he could even speak you could see that someone was entertaining him. He would stare into space and laugh and laugh. When he was just old enough to speak in sentences, he was riding with his grandmother in the car. He started to stare out the window and talk and talk. When Gramma answered his statements he became upset with her "NOT YOU GRAMMA", and turned to continue his conversation out the window.
A couple of years later my daughter went through a phase where she did not want to grow up. She wanted to stay small forever, and would become horribly upset at the thought of growing up. One day we were in the car when she had one of these episodes. She was crying and her brother reached over to her. Patting her little hand, and speaking in a very soothing voice he said "It's ok. Abby, it'll be ok. Someday when you're old and you die, when you're like 16 and you die, you'll go to a better place and you'll get to meet God. Then, when you're ready, if you want, you can come back. You can be anything you want to be. You can be a lady bug, or a kitty cat, or even a little girl again."
He was only about 5 years old....
Side note:
My son was born with a cleft lip and palette. We have a saying in our family that it is because before he was born the Angel who pressed his finger upon his lip had to press harder than with others because he knew so much more...
Whether or not you believe that he has any sort of special insight, my son is definitely not meant to fit into society as we know it today. He has a lot of trouble trying to find his place in this world. I hope he finds it, because I strongly believe that his place is an extremely important one. He has taught many in his short time in this life, and he will teach many more in the years to come.

reply to post by Michelle129th


My youngest son who is seventeen now came to me one day when he was about 4 and asked me who the black lady was that used to take care of him. I searched my brain for who he could be talking about but I had no clue. Number one, he had only ever been taken care of by his grandmother besides me. Number two, there are maybe three black people in the town I live in and I didn't know any of them personally. So I questioned him a bit. I said I didn't understand who he could be referring to and he got impatient with me and said "you know, the old black lady, she had a whole bunch of kids and she lived in the woods" Honestly the idea of reincarnation to me back then kind of creeped me out because of the way I was raised, so I pretty much chalked it up to him seeing something on TV and resonating with it for some reason. But the idea of reincarnation was always there in the back of my mind.

Since then I've become, to me anyway, way more open minded and have even had a couple of experiences myself that make me wonder if I have lived before. I'd like to find out but am a little nervous about what I'd find, or more how it might affect me in this life, I guess.

If I could take a guess about anything, though, I think that I must have lived in Ireland at one time and I must have been a holocaust victim in another. Schindler's List devastated me to the core. I sunk into a depression that lasted for weeks. (unusual for me) I really had to make myself snap out of it and move on. I just can't watch anything about it. My best friend and I clicked the second we'd met (soul mates of some sort) and she really cannot handle anything to do with the Holocaust. She even turned to Judaism when she was young. I laughingly made the suggestion that we must have been through it together. She said she was sure we had. And I say I must have lived in Ireland at some time because whenever I see pictures of certain places I get a feeling of homesickness and almost feel desperate to go there. Someday I will.

I would imagine there are many, many old souls here - i have a few suspicions of my own - I have been told I was a woman in my last life - and that this is my first time back in 1000-1500 years, since they flayed me last time. >:/

I suspect (everyone has the penchant to believe they were someone speshal ) that I was H ypatia - born in 370 AD - my favourite number and a number that follows me throughout my life is 37 - was my favourite number for long before I ever stumbled onto her story. I have always been interested in esoterics and philosophy - it was like I had died mid-life, my pursuit of knowledge and Gnosis cut short - not to mention when I was about 3, I had a waking vision of a figure with no skin, and all bloody - and chasing the car I was riding in, at night - I remember turning to the window to see the figure looking right back at me - musculature complete - and knocking on my window, like, "rememmmberrr meee?" I kept this vision with me my entire life, not knowing at all what it could mean until I met a psychic through serendipity (I was working for her, landscape.. blah blah) and I had happened to ask about any other lives she could see in my history - and she told me that i had been flayed - and that I was a woman, one who was held in contempt for her beauty, and knowledge - "they hated me because I wanted nothing to do with them, wouldn't give them a moment of a minute"

And before then I was quite possibly Marcus Junius Brutus. I have a grudge against the Empire - that's for sure.

I only remember pieces of a few alleged lives, and I have been told by a half dozen more spiritually inclined individuals that I was one of the oldest souls they had ever encountered. I have lived countless lives close to the beginning of creation, and "ascended" and then returned multiple times in order to be a guide to people here on the earth plane. Supposedly there is a group of higher spirits/souls that are actively working to "block" memories of my past lives and ascensions in order to help me better fulfill my "mission" here in this lifetime(s).

I do sense that something big is going to happen and that I chose to return because of it, as it will be a major transition for mankind. I have even been told via these higher spirit/dream emissaries of sorts why what must happen will happen but am not sure it is information I should relay, although it is possible that there are others who know as well.