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Multiple Lives VII

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    Currently I am convinced I was Jewish - but when and where I don't know.  I grew up in a strict Southern Baptist home and never accepted that belief as true.  My parents gave me a Biblical name - Sarah Rachel - which is from the Old Testament.  I explored many religions when I was younger - Wicca and Buddhism primarily.  Then I moved to Philadelphia and have forever told people that is where I am from.  I feel I was born there though in this life I was not.  I made several Jewish friends and easily adopted Jewish life.  I spoke Yiddish, celebrated holidays, attended synagogue regularly, even cooked Jewish food.  I never felt strange or odd - it all felt very natural and normal.  I kept thinking I should convert but at the time feared my parent's wrath/disappointment.  I lived as a Jew for three years before I moved away and put it out of my life.  I went back to visit several months ago for a Bat Mitzvah.  I remembered everything - all the blessings in Hebrew which I had not spoken for years.  I felt such a sense of joy and return to what is right.  I began to explore Jewish faith and Kabbalah and have realized it is exactly what I have always known to be true in my soul.  Judaism does not seek to convert anyone to the religion.  In fact, they are required to discourage conversion.  I now know that this is something I must do.  I have an appointment with the Rabbi next week.  I have never felt more right about anything in my life.  When I lived in Philadelphia my Jewish "family" gave me a Hebrew name.  Jewish children are given Hebrew names as babies.  They named me Rifka (Rebekah) Sura (Sarah) Ruchel (Rachel).  At the Bat Mitzvah I realized that the matriachs of Judaism are Rifka, Sura, Ruchel, and Leah.
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      I am a 57 year old grandmother who is getting started in Wicca. In my past life I was a Native American <female.> I was a powerful medicine woman who used her powers to help others. I have also had past lives in France, England and Ireland.  Blessings Be: Glenna , "Star Firewalker"
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    The second experience, I didn't see my whole body, but as I was instructed, I looked down at my legs and saw that I was wearing those leather coveralls over my pants, I think you call them chaps and I had on cowboy boots. I was waiting at the doorway of a feed store. I was waiting for a horse or a cow to be delivered to me. - Thanks for reading, Bob Hill
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    I remember bits and pieces of several past lives.  I am not particularly into new age stuff and I wasn't looking for past life memories, they just popped up.
1. My family and I live in a celtic-like village on a lake or small sea. Everyone else is blondish/reddish haired and tall.  The men are hairy.  My family is smaller and we have curly hair and darker skin, sparse facial hair.  We have been in this village for quite awhile, as my parents were born here and so was I.  My ancestors were accepted here because they knew some special iron-working or metal-working technique and it is a family secret.  I don't want to go into the family business, though.  I like to fish.  The other villagers call us "the greeks" but we laugh at that because we know we are NOT Greek.  I fall in love with a girl who is from an important family in the village -- they have some sort of inherited religious significance.  She shocks everyone by choosing me for an important village ceremony.  I clearly remember feeling smug because nobody knows we have been sexually active together for quite awhile and that we are in love.  I think we had a very ordinary, mostly happy life in this small village.  We lost a child, I think, which grieved us.  And at some point she cheated on me and that threatened  our relationship.  But we stayed together and worked it all out and were happy.
    Those are the four I recall with some specificity.  I have a few bits and pieces that don't seem to fit with those four, too.
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    Until recently I didn't connect the "memory" with a past life, I figured I had picked up the impression from somebody else since other people's thoughts and feelings are often very visible to me.  Over the years other things have crept up that cause me to re-think what it means. The other things have been like flashbacks.  Very vivid little snippets of memory brought on by seemingly random events.  A vision of a priest at high mass with an incense burner (round metal thing on a chain that spews fragrant smoke) with the priest's voice in a sing song Latin chant reverberating off the walls.  I'm not catholic and it took many years to identify what the smoking metal ball on a chain really was.  Darning grey stockings is another flashback, but I think it's a British /Irish thing in the early eighteenth century for reasons I can't explain.
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    Hi, my name is Kevin.  I have a couple of odd occurences relating to what I believe to be cases of reincarnation.  Having never been a believer of reincarnation before, I am now absolutely convinced of the veracity of it,  although I don't know why. The first event occured after I had fallen out of a fishing boat. Although it was not a life threatening thing(actually quite funny)  I believe it triggered a past memory.  All I see in the vision(?) is a pair of hands falling backward out of a small boat or a dug out canoe or something similar, i'm not sure.  The hands, which I see from my point of view, are clad in leather gauntlets with chain-mail on the forearms. I also see a castle miles off in the distance( I know that sounds sooo cliche but thats the way it happened)
    Event #2 is a nagging memory of me walking around a farmhouse feeding chickens and from my point of view, I am an old woman.  I am not very happy, there is something very tragic about her although I can't put my finger on why or what has happened to her but it is very creepy feeling! Throughout my life i've had vague feelings similar to these but never knew what to make of them. Does anyone have any advice for me???  I feel a void in my life ever since these two strong memories, and I  don't know where to look for futher RELIABLE info??  Thanks-Kevin Hall
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    Merry Meet. I have always had an affinity for certain cultures, locations and times.  I have done some past life work for myself and others, and what I have found is quite interesting. From my trance work I have found the following:
The cultures I have a liking for, but no specific memory of, are:
    Egypt, before the pyramids at Giza.
    Wales, any time.
    Alsace-Lorraine, pre WWI.
    Tibet.
    The Maya. And yes, I know they're not the same as the Azteca.
    The Dine.
I am planning on doing more research into my past lives to uncover more details, and possibly other lives. - Gryphynshadow
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    I very much believe in past lives after having these two dreams.  My first dream was of going down to the lake and taking a swim.  I was playing with people that I looked like were my friends.  Then, as we went closer towards the water, I saw a man hanged from a tree which means he had died from being hanged.  I remembered this man to be my grandfather I believe.  My second dream was weird too in that I was on a ship and I was with what looked like close family and friends.  I guess that I didn't have too much money so I could've been lower class.  Well anyway, we were having a party when suddenly the ship made a noise and the weather was getting crazy.  I realized that the ship almost tipped or was cut in half and we were hanging on saying to each other to never let go.  I remember people falling off and My crying for help.  I don't belive any of it worked because I fell into the water and remember it being cold and lonely. And that's how i wake up.
    P.S. I just wanted to say that if anyone is interested in past lives that this Psychic I know Sylvia Browne could help you and maybe u could read her books.  I also talk in my sleep saying names...I also belive that my friends that dies in the past life with me are here in a spirit form watching over me cause i can remember during my dreams waking up and talking to a ghost next to me... anyway Sylvia Brownes website is www.Sylvia.org if u want more info.
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    over my 23 years of existance i have had a few recurring dreams that (excuse the expression) scare the shit out of me as if it where actually happening. from the ages of 7-15 almost every night i had the recurring dream that i (being around 10 or 11 in the dream) and my family where all traveling down a long straight deserted road to or from a day out we had some sort of 2 door older car maybe a gemini or something like that and i had fallen asleep in between my younger brother and my older sister in the back seat.  the next thing i know its getting very hot and i can't get away from the heat i wake up to find that i am trapped in the car cause my seat belt wont budge and my family are watching in horror as i burn to death until the whole thing explodes and i wake up at that point. cheers, angel
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    I have been having 3 types (all connected) intense feeling/sentiment since I was a small girl. It is hard to describe, the most intense feeling is fear, and only fear. This feeling gets very strong whenever I see water or sea. This was why I hate beaches, or swimming. Although it is sunny bright day, I will always imagine the swimming pool or the sea as a dark deep ocean with nothing else around but wavy water in the dark, and having myself being hunted from the back or below my legs (may also mean from below the ocean) while trying my best to float on the water surface. The water seems so dark. It sounds stupid but I always believe there is a kind of monster to attack me or pull me down from deep inside the water (I even hate bathtubs). No matter how much I prayed or try to strengthen my mentality, there is always something from deep inside my subconsciousness to ask me to quickly get out of the water.
    Another more intense feeling emerges during sunsets. Although I won't be able to see the sun sets or although I have no direct access to see outside or the sky, I could feel that it is sunset time, and I would feel terribly down and depressed. Just get very irritated and want to cry, as if this world means nothing anymore to me. I would then question human's reason to live. This goes on until last year. I told my parents about it, finally after 20 years of my living on this earth and starting to realise that this is what keeping me isolated from any events going on around all this time. They went for Chinese prayers, and slowly this sentimental feeling fades away. I don't even know when, where, or whether or not my parents did the prayers to me until I forgot about such feeling completely and they asked me about it.
    The third intense feeling that I feel really sure about is that I was used to be a Westerner in my previous life. Either a real westerner or a person who stayed or lived in Western country. Where, who, or when I am not sure, but it has something to do with the olden time Westerner lacey dress for ladies. (A deity told me that I was used to be a man. I guess this explains why I am so ignorant/insensitive in some ways, and although I still prefer having male partners, I can't help but feeling some deja vu whenever I see women)
    This is weird because in my current life, I have always been a pure Oriental girl raised in strict oriental family, having pure oriental mindsets and goals. All of my attitudes and believes are always controlled by my ancestors' belief, just like an unwritten contract of responsibility and pure oriental belief. I can't help but feeling a sudden familiarity with Western languages as early as when I was 3 years old. I learnt English really fast at first (it was a totally foreign language in my country) when I was 3, but was determined/demotivated as soon as I had some family problem, which exhausted all of my motivation to learn anything down the drain. I was able to turn myself around on hospital bed when I was only a few days old, about which the nurse informed my mother panickly and made doctors raising their eyebrows.
    I experience Deja vu almost all of the time in my life. Not only me, but also my little sister. We would feel that some small tiny events may occur before it happens and we suddenly remember that it had already happened or had already been imagined of, after that event repeats. For example I dreamt of waking up and sitting in front of computer with some feeling and talk about some topic with my friend online. As I woke up, without remembering it at all, I would do exactly the same thing, and strangely, I would talk about exactly the same topic with the same friend as I did in the dream. Later on I realise that in all of my life, I have always been hating seafood, especially fish. I always have some weird feeling whenever I see fish, ocean, sea, or any painting/graphical product about it. To me, water is always a dark deep ocean in which I died. It surely has something to do with the terribly depressing lonely sunsets...
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