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<>    I get very strong deja vus. Also, i have some very distinct memories that i dont know where they came from. Two that I can remember:
    1) the first one is really faded now. But ever since I was little i have had the memory of me very peacefully falling from the heavens to earth. the sky was really blue and i was very high up on a cloud. God was there to say goodbye.
    2) I have a very strong memory of a victorian christmas that makes me really happy. there was classical music and victorian food and lots of elegant rich people dressed in beautiful victorian clothes  I often think of that christmas and want other christmases to be like it.
    i’ve wondered where these memories came from but never really thought that these could be from past lives. the first, falling from the sky into my life, and the second from a past life in victorian times. how exciting! i want to know more!   
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    My name is Lori and I believe my dreams are taking to other places. Sometimes I flash for a second to riding in a covered wagon, I see the scenery in front of me and I'm back again, other times I am looking through someone else's eyes as though I am still me inside them. I have seen an old man killed by a wild boar. I have been led by a spirit to see the ghosts of the dead underwater. I have a hard time explaining these dreams, especially writing them. I know sometimes what will be said before it is said and someone close to me has no chance of deceiving me as I know when they have done wrong and exactly what they've done. This is the first site I have come across that even begins to discuss what I am looking for. I want to do a birth chart, I want to know what is going on and develop it if I do have a gift. The dreams have stopped for about 2 weeks since my grandmother suddenly appeared and walked over and kissed me. What could that mean? She is still alive so I am all mixed up. - Thank you, Lori
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    I believe that i have lived many past lives because i have dreamed of them, and i know  deep inside that it is me. I have dreamed that I were a part of royalty during pharaoh's time, a roman soldier, a sea-faring leader, a Chinese man, and i have also lived around the time of Christ or close to that. What i want to share is one of my dreams, in my dream, i am a woman holding a high estate or part of royalty during pharaoh's time, maybe his wife. In my dream, i saw a pyramid, it is as if i am a visitor, then there is a woman, i know instantly that i am that woman. Her hair is straight up to shoulder, she has a headdress, and has a blue eye-shadow. Then i entered a mummy. When i woke up, my analysis is that I am that woman, and then i was mummified when i died. 
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    I do not know if it is a past life but, I feel a strong connection of being a witch practicing majik easily but, also shifting into wolf form and running free through forests. I see myself walking through green fields completely at home amongst fairies and lupins. is this insane? please give me your insight. - thanks, carrie
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    Hello, I'm Kat (Katheryn). I'm a 19 year old female and hail from the west coast of the USA... not that I feel I belong here, that is. Warning: the following statement is sometimes annoyingly long and rambling ...I have tried to group like topics into paragraphs.
     I'll begin with saying that I have been said to have a rather vivid imagination and have always been artistic, whether painting, sketching, etc. Also, working with said imagination, I tend to read alot, though most of my recreational reading is historical fiction, which very well may cloud any recollections I have of a life before. However, I know I have lived before. I cannot tell you how or why I know this, nor can I tell when exactly or who I may have been. I have gotten flashes in the past of different times and scenery, though in none can I see any part of myself.
     The earliest of these images came at roughly the same time when I was very young. I believe these were once part of a dream sequence, but they have since become concrete memories. In one, which I believe came first, I am running through the underbrush of a dark forest--conifers (possibly an old-growth forest)--I had a softly-loping gait, like that of a four-legged animal. I also remember sitting on the ground, looking out into the forest from between trees as a fog rolls in--this fog is present as I run as
well. I hear sound as though through a filter of some kind. Muted through distance, maybe. I have always been connected to both felines and canines, and at times feel as though I should have ears, whiskers and tail, so either may be correct. As to the second, I am flying over low hills. Sometimes the scene changes and I pass over a forest or fence, but the low hills always return. Both of these occur at night, and there is a glow over the landscape, alluding to the moon being present, though I do not know, past this, where either may have occured.
    I oft times behave like a cat, curling up to sleep and having odd catlike facial expressions. I am alergic to dairy and though cats tend to be fed cream or (at least those I have known) raid the cheese when it is left out, I have heard that milk is bad for cats, though this may be untrue. I seem to have a natural affinity for being around animals as well and have always been entranced by small creatures, whether they be insect, mammal, bird, reptile, or amphibian. I am also vegetarian.
    Throughout childhood (sometimes today as well) I drew countless images of hills. Most times, it was an image of two hills coming togther with a small stream between them. Sometimes, a small house, pond, trees, or people were also present. On another side-note, I'm almost certain I was male in at least one of my former lives--most likely, a recent one as it sometimes seems that bits of my plumbing are missing... make of that what you will. That and sometimes I seem to remember MM sex scenes--of course, that could be attributed to the historical fiction and such like that I read.
    In addition to all of this, I have long been facinated with not only History (prehistoric till about the 1500s or so), but native world cultures as well. I feel a need to know what actually happened in and to these peoples and cultures in which they lived, rather than just what documented history says transpired. I am inspired by music from around the world--Native American songs, Indian music, sounds from Asia, the Middle East, chants, and songs from Celtic Europe, espically the British Isles.
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    I had my first experience with a past life regression,facilitatedby my co-worker, an M.D. He lead me back in a hypnosis and the first thing I saw was a little girl walking down a dirt road or lane,. She entered an old fashioned country store with a pickle barrel and a pot bellied stove. It was empty. She was waeaing a gingham dress, ala Laura Engles, the store shelves lined the walls with dry goods. She heard a noise in the back of the store and when she went in, two rough looking men were in the procees of killing the storekeeper. They then raped her and killed her.
    I started to moan and then I heard the Doctor's voice saying come back Emilie,something's wrong and I opened my eyes. It was a horrific vision but the worst part was the emotional attachment I felt for the little girl and I realized that was because it was me. I avoided the past life search but every time Iremembered the "vision", I started to cry. I knew I had to re-visit it when I felt really safe to take grown up Emilie from this life to confront the surly beasts. I was away on a romantic weekend at a Four Season resort with my boyfriend and he was holding me in front of him in a very large hot tub.We were in the corner and I didn't say anything to him about the experience or that I was about to go back into a meditation of the store.When I reached the store as big Emilie I entered the back room in the middle of their assault of me and screamed at them to stop and go away, I was overwhelmed when suddenly my boyfriend was in the room and pulled me back to the hot tub. He said what the hell was that? I found you in a vision and you were in trouble so I pulled you back. I told him the whole story then and we felt very close,very intimate on a soul plane.
    On the drive home from the resort we saw Kndalinies in the sky which reinforced our intimacy. This was the first regression, I have had many others, I've had many lives,many as a dying solider,I felt myself behind the eyes looking out during my death.I believe this is why I am anti-war in this life.I was lead back at a conference of Spirit in NYC by the prominent past-life regression Therapist/Psychiatrist,Brian L.Weiss,M.D.That was a simple life and when he told us to look at the others in the vision to see if they were people in this life, I was the daughter of my current daughter and my son was in the vision as a friend of  a colonial landholder, then my father but he was someone IÝdid not knowÝ.
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    When I was young I remember knowing that I use to work on cars before this life. I remember going with my Dad to the Garage and telling people working there that I use to work on cars just like them. Of course no one believed me. I loved cars in that past life. My favroite car was the Ford Mustang. It still is one of my cars is a Mustang lol. I can remember driving down the road in my Mustang from that past life with the radio on listening to classic rock from the late 60's-70's. My Mustang from that past life was a 4-speed. In this life a friend of the families decide to show me how to drive a 5-speed in her car. And she was amazed at how well I did. I was a natural at it. I was easy on the clutch and changing gears was no problem for me. I remember the friend of the familes asking me over and over again "ARE YOU SURE YOU'VE NEVER DRIVEN A 5-SPEED BEFORE"???? I bought my first 5-speed ( a Mustang of course lol ) a week ago and it feels like old times driving it.
    Then there is a friend of mine (who was sadly killed 7 yrs ago ) who I met when I was 7. I can't remember much about our past life. Just that we have been in 2 past lives. We never got together romatically in this life but his spirit is around me 24/7. He watches over me and whenever I'm sad he confrounts me I can feel his arms around me. My brother and I were together in a past life but it was tragic. I watched him get killed so I don't like remembering that one. In another past life I was a beautiful blond woman. I slept around with about every guy lol. And I looked in the mirror and said "WHY AINT MY HAIR BLOND WHY AINT I BEAUTIFUL ANYMORE"????
    Then my mother from this life was my best friend and we owned a cleaning business. My Mother and me are more like best friends than Mother and Daughter. We have a friend of the family who ever since I first met her I have always disliked her. The reason why is cause she had me killed in another life. She betrayed me and had me killed. In one life I was on drugs really badly. All I remember is I'm in the bathroom sitting on the toliet. I then died cause I OD'ed on drugs by accident. Than in another past life I was a Lesbian. I hate remembering that Lesbain life. I commited suicide in that one so I don't really like remembering that one.
    Then in another life I had 2 kids a boy and a girl. Ages 2 months to 1 yrs old. All I remember is they're in the tub, I leave the bathroom for a few minutes, than I come back and they're in the tub DEAD. I remember running out of the house screaming. Then I'm with this guy (who I have met in this life, his name is Joe) who I have just married. We're living in this small SMALL cabin. We have no bed cause we're sleeping on the floor, we're POOR, but we're happy cause we're together. Than I remember us having a romatic time at the beach. I can see him running up to me with open arms and the sun shinning. Than I remember me in my house seating down getting ready to write Joe a love letter. I was very determined to gave him this love letter. Than I'm a nun. I'm walking with the other nuns. I see a priest. He turns around and the priest turns out to be JOE!!! I remember knowing. Joe's face ( expcially his eyes ) are still the same as they were in our past lives.
    Ever since I was little I always knew I was gonna be with an older man. Joe is 25 yrs older than me. I also know that I'm gonna marry him someday. But there you go there's the past lives I can remember - Chris
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    Hi, seen your web site and decided to share two past lives I've had. When I was 5 years old I went with my Dad to drop off his truck at the garage above my house. I had NEVER step foot inside a Garage before. When I walked in I stopped, looked around, and said "YOU KNOW DAD I'VE WORKED IN A GARAGE JUST LIKE THIS ONE A LONG TIME AGO". Of course my Dad didn't believe me. But I knew that I had worked in a garage before, and I believe it would explain my love for cars.
    Than on July 15, 2006 I met a guy in Charlotte. There was something about him that drew me to him. When I first seen him I stopped and stared at him. Than a few days later I seen a picture of him and all of a sudden I got this feeling that came over me. I felt that in a different time we were together, it was just us, no one else or anything else mattered, and we were in love. Than I started hearing Paula Abdul's Rush Rush. I also felt that he's been gone for sooooooooo long like 20 yrs or more. Than last month I seen him again. We were in a room filled with 50 thousand people and out of all them people he stopped right in front of me and stared at me, than he approached me, then he had to go. A few nights ago I dreamed of our past life. I was looking into his eyes when all the sudden I got this huge feeling of marriage. I seen myself marrying him. I started saying my wedding vows to him, than I started crying because I was so happy. I was told by a psychic that him and me were together in 12 past lives and we were married. I've also been told he's the man I'm gonna marry in this life too.  So I do believe in past lives. Thanks for listening.  Peace. Stevie....
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    I'm 17, and i have had several past life memories.
    - I have a vague memory of climbing a pyramid and sitting on the throne....and the sun was beaming within me....i could feel myself raising in the air, but all i could remember seeing was an eye.Ý was i an egyptian queen???
     -I have a vague memory of hiding in a synagogue or convent during the holocaust. I was hiding because I was afraid. I thought i was in purgatory because it seemed like a waiting room. But suddenly the SS man came and shoved a gun in my face because he told me he had killed my family, and I remember going to visit a neighbor who told me that he would adopt me because my parents were dead.Ý all i remember was that i was crying and being left at a train station.
    - I also do remember being a flapper during the 1920's.....i was part of a mafia family, we lost everything in the great depression, and don't remember anything after that life.
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    I have some web pages on the topic and I'll be happy to contribute. I clearly recall not just one but several past lives and then some...
    Before I was born for the fist time I recall enter an "existence" on a place called Redsen. My parents were both committed to philanthropy at the time. They brought me here to continue my ongoing development. Before that I lived a completely separate series of lives called an Existence. It ended before I was ready but I learned a lot. Some of that existence took place during early Greek civilization. I recall a person I met then that I've met on other occasions in other lives. Twice we've become friendly.
     Beginning in a about 1520 after my parents brought me here,I was a "rider", an arrangement my "parents" made with a person. I was allowed to follow him (in a special arrangement that allowed me to hear and seesome things through him) around for a while and watch whatÝhe did so I could get a better feel for living, and to help me recall what it was like to be alive again.
     Then I was born in about 1720 or so inScotland to a rather old and ill father. My mother wasn't able to care for me and my father so she sent me to live with my uncle in South Wales. About three days walk to the ocean. I married a beautiful woman and raised two daughters. My wife passed when she was about 30 or so, probably of uterine cancer. She was in a great deal of pain for over a year before she finally passed. My two children, Raychel and Leah where both in their early teens when their mother diedÝand I had a very difficult time with them for a while. They fought a lot for a while until we had a family "epiphany" and got real honest about missing their mother.
    We lived in a house that I built (with some help)Ýon theÝedge of a spring where ground water made a very deep pool. I remember my donkey that I rode to work every day and how I wanted her to come in the house but the "family" objected. I remember my aunt who treated me like one of her own. She raised goats for the milk and the meat.ÝShe also had sheep, which I despised. ÝI remember my uncle teaching me how to use a sword and how to do iron work. His education got be a job as a guard for the Crown of South Wales. I worked for the "Crown" of South Wales, a governmental system based on community support rather than a "Royal Entitlement" by birth. My job was to guard a storehouse where the "Crown" kept items in transit for those in need.Ý I passed in my mid 60's or so inÝthe home I builtÝwith my two daughters sitting next to me. Peaceful...
     Next I was born to parent's I never knew. I was either traded or found by a camp of Native American people who accepted me, for the most part, as one of their own. When I was about 8 year old one of the older boys was almost killed by someone in the camp. I found him in the woods nearly dead. I helped nurse him back to health and we traveled together for most of our lives.
     Then in 1922 I was born in Jersey City, New Jersey to loving parent. I had a sister. I had a bestÝfriend that went to school with me until I was in High School. The Jersey West School District wouldn't register me. They sent me to a special school in Hoboken called the Liberty School. I graduated in about 1941 and took aÝjob as an instructors aid in Chula Vista California. I was 19 at the time. I taught remedial geometry to students who had difficulty with both language and the "American"Ýteaching style. I met a girl my own age and just as we were falling in love I was recruited byÝthe USÝAir Force on a "Fast Track" officer training program. I did a short basic training and was immediately and illegally stationed outside London, England at a small airbase. We flew sorties to collect weather data for the RAF. We flew in an old WWI bomber aircraft converted to carry weather instruments. One afternoon we got orders to fly that night and I got a very odd feeling. I knewÝI wasn't coming back. During the flight, we ran intoÝ a German patrol who first shot out the starboard engine. As the captain was asking us if we wanted to ditch or spend the war in a POW camp, the second engine was hit and we began to spiral out of control towards the English Channel. I recall writing "Time of Death, 10:18 PM" on the pad of paper I was using to keep the barometer measurements I was taking. The last thing I recall was seeing a large diamond shaped flash of light as my head hit the back of the captains chair...
     Born again in 1959 in San Diego California to my current parents. I know them both very well. I'm one of seven children. Both parents are living, as are all my siblings. This life is hardly over so keep in touch... Besides recalling past lives here I also recall where I was between those lives. If any of you reading this are interested I'll be happy to share and validate as much as I can. I've discovered that most of us have lived in other places too. We don't recall those places yet because we haven't developed enough. But eventually we will... - Thomas in Portland, Oregon dated June 7th 2007
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     Well, I have a few memories, but not that many, and they aren't really complete. I have been told many of them through some readings with a friend, but have remembered a little on my own.
    In another life, I only remember a little. I remember that I was either a female or a young man, young, but strong, muscular. I had a spear, and had been fighting. All I really truly remember is the sky was orange, the sun was setting wherever I was. I felt the spear of an enemy plunge into my gut, felt a spark of pain, more a shock than anything... and then strangely was removed from the sensation of pain, becoming more aware of the feeling of my own life draining from me. Falling to my knees, sort of smiling down at the ground as my vision goes. I believe I am dead before I fall.
    I have been shot, in another dream, and believe this to be a life I remember very little about. I was male, probably an officer of some type, in some unknown time. I was chasing after some people who had seemed to take a girl hostage. I know this girl in this life, I feel it was her. I failed her, as I was shot, in the stomach and chest. Again, I didn't feel the pain, but I felt the sensation of my blood leaving me. Of great dissapointment, in myself, that I couldn't rescue her. That I'd failed. As I died this time, I remember falling onto my back, sort of on my side, and looking up onto the metal stairs where they were taking her. My last vision was of them running out of my line of sight.
 

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