Anyone else remember anything from before they were born?

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A very interesting thread to read wantsome, S & F !

Although I do not recall memories from before I was born I think I did when I was a baby and have since forgotten them. I can remember a whole lot of scenes and activities when i was a baby in a diaper, way before I could talk. I can remember being in bed with my parents and watching them, and I can even remember very specific details of the setting and how my parents looked when they where young. What clothes they where wearing etc. Like others have mentioned in the recollections as a baby, you learn to forget or not talk about such things because so many people will not believe you.

My thoughts on this whole subject can be summed up by Quotes from Shakespeare and King Solomon.

Shakespeare said that - " all of the world is a stage, and we play a different part every year "

King Solomon wrote in Ecclesiastes after living and seeing all of life - " All is Vanity, everything that comes is vanity " The wise man dies like the fool, all go to the grave and who can bring them back to see anything under the sun that comes after them?

Although I like quotes from Shakespeare and Solomon, for anyone who reads Ecclesiastes for the first time, be careful as you read to not let Solomon's writings depress you. I think it is obvious that Solomon wrote that book at the latter part of his life when he was old.

Solomon also said " Let your garments be always white, and put away sorrow from your heart and be happy "

Why would people chose to take boring courses in college? because it`s part of the course load that you have to complete to graduate.
if people are reincarnated thousands of times then at some point they are going to have to take the less desirable courses in order to graduate.some of those courses might include experiencing a life of poverty and abuse.
How can you truly know life if you don`t experience everything, all aspects and facets of life?

I can remember being in my pram, first day at primary or as Americans call it, kindergarten school, have had a lot of déjà vu in my life as well.

One needs a self to remember things, it's like a warehouse full of objects, there has to be something which has to go inside to get the object and bring it to that room where the self views it and remembers. Without that self it's just a warehouse full of objects. Or to put it in a different way, the self is what experiences existence, which is what is recorded and when those memories of the surroundings are put together the self would experience the same thing or another perspective could be constructed but then it would be someone else's memories, or a likeness at best. But without a self, it would just be a meaningless world or one might just as well start studying history. Even if we came from the light, all there is to remember would be a white place, as in no darkness so no forms or shapes, not anything, really boring.

When one is physically born that is when the self has just been created because of the dna that process itself. The body is just like a fully automated car where the driver starts to imagine him or herself along the way.

Now the parents could argue saying one is born once the driver is acknowledged or shows signs it is there. But really, they are just imagining inside their own bodies just like everyone else, one can choose to follow the road the parents wanted or someone else's or the most difficult, stay at home dissasembling the car, studying all the roads and creating something else entirely.

So summarized one cannot access those imprints recorded before there was a self, unless one would do the latter then it could be reconstructed and traced back to a few braincells but it is really difficult and all one would see would be the nurse probably, or doctor or the lights from the hospital, or maybe from inside the womb, all pretty dull things which aren't worth the while.

reply to post by wantsome

I've told very few people this story.

I had a dream about my aunt when I was about 8-10 years old. About a week or two later I went to my aunts house and I told her I had a dream about her,she asked me to describe the dream and so I did.
The look on my aunts face I'll never forget it. She said how do you know about the house we lived in before you were borne..

I have also had other experiences that were similar.

I wonder; how many people get asked if they "want to go" when it comes to parents living in abject poverty that are going to sell the kid into sexual slavery? I wonder; how many people get asked if they "want to go" when their parents are going to be extremely abusive, and might even kill the child soon after it's born, or just leave it in a dumpster? I wonder; how many people get asked if they want to go" when it comes to all the hardest, worst, most miserably horrible and torturous existences available?

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It could be that those people who are born into an abusive family or the other scenarios you mentioned, were the abusers in a previous life on this plane of existence. They could be expected to experience the emotional and physical abuse to help them feel the pain they bestowed in an earlier life. If you believe that we are on this plane of existence to learn so we may progress to a higher level of spirituality, it may justify why some people ask to be born into such situations.

I've read some case studies of people who have had near death experiences. They talk about having a "Life Review." They say you actually feel the pain and suffering of those you hurt. Who knows what our spiritual perspective is once we leave this earth?

Star & Flag OP. Here's my Memory:

There I was, just pure naked awareness ...a unit of it .....without the likes/dislikes/personality that I have now as a result of earth upbringing.

3 other Units of Awareness are in front of me ...we're all somewhere deep in space or some other dimension. They communicate with me that they would like for me to be born on earth.

The communication is direct ....its like if I was to send my perspective directly into your brain so you know it without the possibility of being lost in translation.

I thought, "born, what the heck is born and what the heck is earth?"

So them 3 showed me ....the "vibe" of earth was downloaded into me ...like seeing the Planet's perspective.

I felt hatred, death, disease, selfishness, greed, wars, murder, atrocities, corruption. It was sooooo utterly DISGUSTING!!!!!!!

I thought, "No way, I'm not going down there. Thats ridiculous, preposterous!!!!"

Then one of the awareness Units that was quiet thus far approached and sent to me the communication, that "God wants you to be born, so you can do some Godly works down there. Don't worry, everything is connected to God like an infinite tapestry."

I thought, "Well, who am I to argue with God. Ok lets go."

Then off we went into the mechanism that implants units of awareness into the baby in a mother's womb.
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2 things.

1. Either I was tricked into being born

2. Or God really did want me here but what to do now? What does help God mean.

Anyway ...food for thought from my personal journal of experiences. By the way if you attack all of this I dont care either ....I know this was a remembrance.

I remember befriending a young girl of mixed race in New Orleans in the late 1920's, Natalie Harper. I was ecstatic, and I think it was memorable because she was the first child I had encountered who wasn't afraid of my spectral persona. Her smile was wicked cute, and I was trying to warn her about something. I remember her old house quite well, but she ended up having to migrate up north with her family for some reason.

such an interesting subject! i remember something on the tv, a little boy who remembered being with god choosing his parents before he was born...I did a search but can't find it... found other stories but not this particular one.

I love this topic. Is is very interesting to read what everyone has posted. I guess I am just one of those empty shells. I can barely remember anything from before 11ish years old. I could probably count on one hand the things I do remember from before 11. Though at some point 14-15ish years old I was taken to a psychologist? and was hypnotized once. I know nothing about it and my mom blows me off when I ask so maybe something happened at some point to make me block all my childhood.

The things I do remember were dreams. 4 repetitive dreams have haunted me and I still remember exactly what they were though they cease to happen anymore that I know of.

I used to walk / talk in my sleep and a family that adopted my sister and I for a year or so said that I spoke in a different language sometimes while asleep. But of course I have no proof. =/ They were not terribly nice people so it may have just been them being ugly or making things up. I REALLY wish they had recorded at least a few minutes once. I could figure it out.

My sister swears she can remember things from childhood (maybe before) like you guys. I don't know how much but she believes it and I believe her. After reading this thread I want to dig into what she does remember!

Originally posted by dominicus
Star & Flag OP. Here's my Memory:

There I was, just pure naked awareness ...a unit of it .....without the likes/dislikes/personality that I have now as a result of earth upbringing.

3 other Units of Awareness are in front of me ...we're all somewhere deep in space or some other dimension. They communicate with me that they would like for me to be born on earth.

The communication is direct ....its like if I was to send my perspective directly into your brain so you know it without the possibility of being lost in translation.

I thought, "born, what the heck is born and what the heck is earth?"

So them 3 showed me ....the "vibe" of earth was downloaded into me ...like seeing the Planet's perspective.

I felt hatred, death, disease, selfishness, greed, wars, murder, atrocities, corruption. It was sooooo utterly DISGUSTING!!!!!!!

I thought, "No way, I'm not going down there. Thats ridiculous, preposterous!!!!"

Then one of the awareness Units that was quiet thus far approached and sent to me the communication, that "God wants you to be born, so you can do some Godly works down there. Don't worry, everything is connected to God like an infinite tapestry."

I thought, "Well, who am I to argue with God. Ok lets go."

Then off we went into the mechanism that implants units of awareness into the baby in a mother's womb.
______________
2 things.

1. Either I was tricked into being born

2. Or God really did want me here but what to do now? What does help God mean.

Anyway ...food for thought from my personal journal of experiences. By the way if you attack all of this I dont care either ....I know this was a remembrance.

My experience was very similar to this. I was told that if I chose to come here it would be the most dificult thing I had ever done and that there would be no turning back. I guess that means I am stuck here in this physical body until I die. I figured if this God/Higher power had confidence in me then I guess I was capable. Honestly, had I known what I know now, I never would have accepted.

We recognize these as memories because even when you have a dream that seems real, you know it is just a dream. This is a memory I have had my entire life.

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Hey Dustytoad-i think i know what you mean with that "womb-like" athmosphere.I had my babies sleep in a crib next to my bed till they were at least a year old.I'd use a peach-colored bulb for soft gentle light,and a heater when necessary(my son was born in May,so that was a given) Such a comforting soothing "warm bubble" very womblike,i imagine.Made for thd BEST sleep-all my kids slept through the night as a matter of course-i wonder if the proximity to me+the womblike coziness of the room had anything to do with it? Btw,i have my first memory of a day when i was just old enough to sit up unaided.When my mother showed me a photo of me taken that day(on a blanket on the neighbour's lawn) i remembered it in a rush-the smell of the grass,the sun on my face,and me falling over+we were all laughing-i dont have that pic anymore,all my childhood photo's are lost+ gone,but i remember that pic so well,because of the olfactory,tactile+emotional recall that came with seeing it for the first time,and times after.That was a good day:-)

I only remember things after I was about 4 years old. My husband on the other hand swears he can remember taking his first steps. He remembers things that wouldn't be discussed in a retelling of the story. Clothes people wore, an argument taking place, etc.

My niece is the youngest of three kids. When she was about 2 she told her mother she used to play with her brothers in her mother's stomach. I don't know if this is some kind of actual memory, or just gibberish she thought up.

I remember things from before I was conceived. Like, agreeing to be the conception of my parents. Some people get a choice. Then a quadruple backwards somersault with a twist from a heaven to the ground, and ta-da, I have mass in my mom. For real.

I remember waking up and falling asleep. Seeing my limbs, but it took some figuring out that they were mine. Then, older and cramped, upside down, turning around, a tangle of something in my way. The space around me getting smaller. Light came through, sounds came through, not like I had a concept of which way was up.

It was the longest time I have ever gone without eating anything.

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That's very interesting, you sound like a very unique person.... I've known a couple people who've told me they had memories of past lives that were extremely vivid, and i've had something similar too that i will share..it's pretty bizzare. When i was about 13, i started having dream sequences that were SO strange and sad, it was like i was there. I had this dream about 3 or 4 times before i told my mom about them. They all started with what i percieved as a dark house, i could here music playing behind a closed door on the left. The only light in the place was a huge aqarium tank in front of me inbetween a set of shelves with a net and other objects i don't remember...Most of the dream always revolved around the tank, that cast a turquoise glow all over the dark room. It didn't have fish, just water. Then the door on the left opens, and i fall backwards- and the dream ends. Always sad in the dream. So i told my mom, and she started crying- and began telling me about my aunt N. when she lived in oakland in 1988. My mom told me she was living with an abusive boyfriend R., who'd gotten her pregnant, while the both of them were addicts- she would call my mom and have her come down and visit. My mom described their apt to me as small, dark, dirty, with a big empty aqarium in the living room. i asked her if facing the aqarium- if there was a door to the left. She said yes, that was there bedroom. Then she told me that one night my aunt was o.d.ing in the living room and her boyfriend came out, pushed her over, and started beating her so hard that she miscarried. I was born two years after this, but is very strange that i would dream about that as if i was there. My mom said to me after she told me all that, " i think that was you, and i think that's why your aunt N. is so strange around you". Well, she was strange around me. She always had animosity toward me even though i could tell she loved me...I never told her about those dreams i had, but i don't think she would have liked to hear that anyways....Thought id share that, sorry it's so sad, im glad i don't have those dreams anymore. I wish i knew what happens inbetween dying and being born. That's not the first time i've heard someone say they remembered watching their parents before they were their parents, i don't doubt it. Life is so bizzare...

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I understand why Druscilla would ask that-ive often thought,as a believer in reincarnation,that "bad lives" are needed to work off karma from previous lives,when we were the aggressors/abusers/agents of suffering to others.I have this strange thing that always happened to me as a small child-my mother would bath me in water almost hot enough to scrape a pig-and each time i would sit in that almost unbearably hot water,i would be overcome by a feeling so overwhelming,of such despair,a truly hideous feeling of "Somewhere something is terribly wrong" Just too awful to even explain.I never got a feeling of such horror and despair at any other time,ever in my life.

Now my adoptive mother told me that she was told that my biological mother tried everything she could to abort me,short of being able to procure a backstreet abortion due to lack of funds.Apparently one of the ways unwed pregnant women tried to abort,was by taking almost boiling hot baths,well in my country,that was a method they used to try apparently.So that makes me wonder,the hideous feeling i always used to get when put into an almost scalding bath-was it pre-birth memories,that i sensed,in utero,my bio-mothers intent,her rejection of me,and her fervent wishing for my death?

I remember things from when I was 18 months old. Namely a huge room with dark wood panelling and a pretty maroon and tan oriental-looking rug on the floor, I was sitting there playing. But I remember seeing it from above, as if I was floating.

I also remember some things from before I was born, memories like a white house with black shutters, and maybe I was taking a picture, because I remember it in color and in black and white. I think it was my grandma's house.
For those of you that are.. nature-inclined, the water-spirit in my grandma's pond taught me about wicca, although I didn't know what it was then; I was taught wicca was wrong. He called me Little One, and told me "The spirit of your grandfather lives within you, Little One."
When I was about 11 I started signing my name as an R inside a C (C for Cat, R for my last name, my spirit animal being the mountain lion) and my dad saw it and froze. He said my granddad had always wanted to start the "Rocking R" Ranch.
This and many more things suggest I may have been reincarnated from my grandfather. But I don't believe the soul is recycled, the spirit is. The Bible says we are Body, Soul, and Spirit; the body dies, the soul ges to heaven or hell, and the spirit leaves carbon copies in the form of "ghosts" and the thing itself is reincarnated.

Yes, I remember before I was born.
I am traumatized to this day because of it.
I have spent my entire life trying to come to terms with it.
It isn't easy.

I have had dreams where I am another person or identity.

In the dream, I know exactly who I am and the place I am in, and what I am doing there, etc.

Only, I am not that person, nor have I ever been in that place in this life.

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