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Non-Specific Times and Places:
Dates Uncertain I
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I had never thought of reincarnation
until now. I recently met my father's side of the family, i was 3
the last time I saw my aunts and uncles and now I am 26. Well, I
met all my cousins and my feelings for them were very indifferent except
for one of my cousins. From the moment i saw him and he saw me we
felt a very strong connection. My aunt told me she noticed that we
looked at each other in a different way. When we talked it felt like
we knew the feelings of one another, we have the same beliefs, the same
tastes in colors, food, music, well just about anything. The month
of my birth is the day of his and his B-day is my birth month. And
the strange thing is that my favorite number is my b-day and his favorite
number is his birth month. coincidence? i just don't know what
to think now. This feelings are mutual and are very strong.
Now, things that we talk about are like "deja vu" to me. Now, I am
starting to believe that we must have had a strong relationship in our
past life and that we have found each other. - claudia
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I am not an only child, but as my brothers and sisters were all
much older than me, I felt that I grew up as one. As I grew up, I has lots
of friends, got married, had babies, got divorced, but through all of this,
there was something missing, that I could not put my finger on. Something
just didn't feel right. I put it down to plain old life dissatisfaction,
and wondered how many other people were feeling the same. When I was 29
I went through a difficult time in my life, and a friend suggested hypnotherapy.
I was lucky to find a very nice lady, who gently helped me through the
problems I was having, and who asked if I would like to try regression,
which I did. At
first I said, "There's nothing there. I see nothing" but she asked
"Is it night? Is it dark?" And I remember smiling as I realized that was
right. As my eyes became accustomed to the dark I found myself to be sitting
in a henhouse. My hands reached out and I found eggs, which I cradled in
my hands. The chickens were making a lot of noise, and a voice said, "Someone's
coming." Next, I and someone else are running through dark woods, the eggs
I think are broken, the grass is wet beneath my feet. The next thing I
see is I as standing by a river. There are two people with me. One is a
woman, with whom I have had a strong connection in this life. I know who
she is. The other is a small boy, and in the vision I must have been quite
young because we are twins. I don't know where he is. We have been together
in our past life and I always felt like the missing thing I could feel
was him, but he is not here in this life. I miss him most when I'm drunk.
I even have silent conversations with him, while I'm walking the dog. No
one else knows about this. My family would think I was insane. Maybe I
am... His name is William. Thank you for reading my story. Katherine Elliot.
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I dreamed of drowning as a child, over and over again. (Therefore
I am now a GOOD swimmer!)
Short and sweet: carriage driven by 2 white horses, goes off of
a bridge, I fall in and drown. end of story. Strange?? Blessings So May
It Ever Be, Lisa
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For at least the past 12 years now i have had the most sorrowful
of dreams. In my dream i am with a man who is very much in love with
me, he always has dark brown hair, brown eyes and is around 5'8 tall.
Each time we are seperated from each other ,and i have woken up in sheer
panic and desperation looking for him. The love i feel for this man
is totally overwhelming and i really do feel that he is my soul mate.
In one particular dream we had twin girls and for some reason we where
hiding in a storm water tunnel when our two babies where taken from us
by unknown people. I have seen his face so vividly in my dreams but
for the life of me i cannot explain what he looks like to other people.
We have gone thru many lives together as each dream is set in another era
but always usually in England.
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my name is becky. my friend jennifer and i strongly believe that
we have had previous lives. jenny was with me once when a song by leanne
rymmes called 'but i do love you' came on the radio, she looked at me solemnly
and said "i wrote this song." at first i thought she had just heard it
before but her belief gets stronger everytime she hears the song. when
i was in a history lesson (as i am still at school i am 14 years old) we
were being taught about mining conditions and i was feeling the great sense
of darkness in the mines and hav memories of a certain place being alone
in the dark. i also have strange memories of dancing to swing music with
a partner and other people all around. it sounds just like a little fantasy
which it could be but i'm not sure at all.
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hello i am a twelve year old girl and i was reading some of the
past-life stories when i came across one in particular. the one when the
girl is in the tavern drinking and a man stares at her... but anyway i
had a vision while i was at summer camp in indiana i was at the refreashment
stand hanging with some friends and all of a suddden im in a tavern about
the age of twelve ( which i am right now) wearing an evergreen dress
and my hair braided down the back coming to an end in the middle of my
back. i'm with a tall olive skined man with black hair and a long black
beard. and across the room i see a tall attractive women with long black
hair and is dressed like the character xena with her friend that looks
much like gabrielle. The tall lady sees me and i feel a chlll run down
my spine. her blue eyes just stares at me.all of a sudden the lady stands
up and walks tworeds us she looks at the man and says that she
wants me back, that she wants her daughter back. i hide behind
the man as the worrior looks at me. she says my name which is Cora and
reaches out for me. i pull back hitting y head on the bar and i am suddenly
back at the rfreshments stand at camp laying on the ground with a crowd
surrondouing me. - horsechild
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This is the one i used to have when I was little.
I was a young lady, twenty perhaps, and from what I can remember I had
light brown skin that hadn't been touched by the sun. This memory comes
with the sensations of warm sun and hot climate, so I'm going to say that
I lived in Egypt.
Now, I was sitting in a *tavern* drinking a small
cup of what I presume was
wine (i'm sorry, I am not familiar with Egypt and it's history)
and I catch the glimpse of a man just staring at me. He was sitting in
the dark, and he had long, red hair and was wearing pants and a shirt.
The first thought that came to my mind was "barbarian." Then, I became
scared because I didn't know how long he had been staring at me.
Finally, he came out of the dark and sat on the
floor with me. He also had green eyes and sun burnt skin. I was really
frightened by then, but he smiled and I smiled back. Then he starts talking
in this language (I suppose it was his own) and I try to explain to him
that I have no idea what he is saying. He started gesturing angrily, and
I started to gesture too. Then, he grabs a bottle out of no where and throws
it at me. It hits my forehead and I fall forward. I can remember my body
beaten furiously. That's the end of it. I'm not even sure if it is a past
life memory, but I have friends who insist that it is because I describe
it so vividly that it is. Again, I'm not sure if it was in Egypt, i am
just guessing. If anyone has any idea what era or civilization it could
have been from, i would be delighted to know. - Celeste
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hi. I'm a 13 year old girl and i have reacurring
dreams about being a tall girl with red hair. I am wearing
a black dress and have two black bows on my head. In it I am walking
down a hall and there are lots of other girls dressed just like me.
I come to a door marked "FRENCH" and i run away crying.I go into
the bathroom and a girl follows me in and comforts me. "Lilly, it's alright.
We know what he did to you. You'll be okay. He can't hurt you anymore."
and then it stops.
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Well, I was just reading some of these other
past life memories and such when i read on about a girl who freaks out
when ever someone even gets close to her neck and it made me think ...
I am the same way, only it's my arms. I notice this severe anger toward
any one who grabs onto my arms, for no apparent reason, I just flip out...
Like one time I was with all these other guys
in Scouts and there were some older guys from Ventures there, we were having
a game of "Tackle Tag"... well I'm playing and I'm doing really well, ya
know I'm all happy and enjoying the free time and then one of the older
guys from Ventures runs up to me and tags me, so I started walking toward
"jail" and he says, "I don't trust you" ... so he walks next to me and
grabs my arm (It really bothers me when older men grab my arms) ... I stopped
dead and all of a sudden to my own surprise I just said calmly, but with
a bit of force "let the f*** go of my arm". The guy didn't so I screamed,
and he just tightened his grip, then I couldn't handle it any more, I just
broke out crying and kicked him in the nads.... "I told you to let go of
me!!!" I said still crying as he rolled around on the ground. I have always
had these memories of a young boy about 9 being yanked around by and big,
muscular man in his 20's....
And also, I'm one of those people always "makes
up" things in their heads, like i'll say ..."Remember that time when ....and
then... that was so funny" and then everybody always says that, that never
happened, that I'm making it up even though I KNOW it happened. But then
later on perhaps, when I get a chance to think, I sometimes realize that
the memory was mixed up, not even of me, usually of that little 9 y/o boy.
Well, that's my deposit into your memory bank,
merry meet and merry part, until we merry meet again...
Frost Byte
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I'm not sure if this was really a past life or a vague dream.
One night I was staying at a friend's house, all day long I had this weird
feeling like I've been there before, only it was different. Later
that night we fell asleep. And it began...
I was walking around a small place for houses.
As I walked I came across my sister only she didn't seem like my sister
to me, she looked different somehow. We started talking then a lady
holding a baby in her arms she came up to me and told me she could read
a past life for me. I told her I didn't believe in past lives.
She told me she would see to it I would, and that I have lived before.
I said fine. The scene changed and we were now walking around a place
where there was grass. Lot's of it, it was also night time I noticed.
She told me to sit down. I did what I was told. She handed the baby
to my sister and told me to turn around. Then she told me she was going
to put something on my back and it would hurt a little. I said fine.
She did what she said it felt like spices maybe
sand. It did hurt I can even remember the pain when I woke up.
Well, when she did that she started saying some words maybe in latin I
couldn't tell, I don't remember what she said because as she said the word's
I got very tired. It was black, pitch black. I couldn't see a thing.
I heard people yelling but I still couldn't see. I then felt the
water hitting my back hard and cold. I wasn't sure what was going
on, but I felt the water. The more they yelled the more I started
to yell and the more water went into my mouth. I could hear the lady that
was going to tell me my past life yelling in the background "We Got To
Pull Her Out!" The water was now getting into my lungs and I couldn't breath,
I started screaming and screaming for help but no one came. The people
were yelling to kill me. I wasn't sure why, I didn't do anything
wrong. That's what I started yelling. "I didn't do anything wrong!" I yelled.
That's when I woke up. I still felt the
cold water around me and the sand hitting my back, I was still yelling
I couldn't breath. The weirdest thing was I coughed up water. - Lenea
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i don't ever remember the details of where or when, but i have a
recurring dream from which i awake crying. all i remember, even when i
wake up is that something very sad, and very real has happened
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I remember being a construction worker, i wasdoing something i don't
remember quite what and i was stabbed in the back. Thats all i quite remember.
*
I was watching the Sally Jesse Raphael show and the guest
speaker was hypnotising people into a trance that would reveal their past
life. I went under the trance and here's what happened. I was running through
a green field towards a forest, I was female and had long un-washed red
or reddish blonde hair. My clothes were old and ratty and I believe I was
pregnant. I felt as though I was being chased and something was wrong with
my head. It was as though It was crooked to one side and I couldn't un-crook
it. I judge that I was age 20-35 which is wierd because I'm only thirteen.
I do not understand what all of this means.
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I've always enjoyed hiding under pillows,
crawling behind couches, etc. as long as i can remember. I didn't know
why for the longest time, but i found out, kind of accidently. Visions
come to me fairly often, premonitions, kind of. One night as i was falling
asleep (though i know this is no dream, i'm positive), i saw myself, a
young child, 8-9ish, playing with a man, my father, i guess. The young
girl and her guardian weren't me and my dad looking at them, but feeling
them they were.
We're high in an apartment, i think, urban (looking
out a window i see a familiar brick building). Like i said, we're playing
and laughing. The doorbell rings, and he playfully tosses me on a bed,
covered in pillows + blankets. I cover myself in them, hiding until he
comes back to find me. I hear the muffled voice of my dad, and a dark,
unfamiliar man's voice. He seemed to be threteningly angry, my father trying
to calm him down, but he couldn't be calmed. It all happens very quickly.
The man pulls out a gun and kills him, and i freeze at the sound, just
as i do now when something frightens me.
I hear his footsteps as he approches my room,
where i lay concealed, paralyzed with fear. He glances around the room,
grabs something off a table, and leaves. I peer out, anger pushing out
my fear. I never see his face, just a strong, broad-shouldered man, not
to be trifled w/ (relate him to Bill Sykes in Oliver Twist). I can
see policemen in tall, curvy hats and wooden sticks sometime later, but
it grows blurry, and eventually disappears. -Sarah
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This has come to me only once while I was meditating,
but I knew in my mind that I had experienced it before. I am by a pond
in the deep woods, sitting alongside the edge with a very beautiful woman.
It is by her house, for i can see it about 20 feet behind us. We are both
wearing long flowing white dresses, very simple looking but comfortable.
She is singing the most beautiful song I have ever heard. It is a combination
of the soothing melody and her powerful yet gentle voice that send shivers
up my spine and at the same time tell me all the world's secrets. She is
gently playing with the water in the pond, and a small fish is swimming
around her hand. She lifts it from the water and brings it close to her.
It doesn't struggle, it is content in her hand. I reach out to touch it,
and it jumps back into the water. "What happened?" I ask her. "You approached
the creature when it was most vulerable. It was simply unaware of your
intentions." ~*~*~Lara~*~*~
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This isn't really what I remember but it's something
that used to happen. I'm 13 now. Many children have imaginary friends when
they're younger, but when I was younger, I had an entire imaginary family.
The odd thing is that they were all black. I called them my "chocolate
family". If my mom wanted to take me somewhere, I'd tell her, "I have to
ask my mom(imaginary one) first". I would talk to them, play with them,
eat with them, do everything with them. I don't remember when I stopped
seeing my imaginary family but i was watching a psychic thing on tv(sylvia
brown) and someone else brought up a situation like mine, about having
an imaginary mother. She was told that children often remember there past
lives and can communicate with their past life familes. -Samantha
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I'm not sure if this pertains to any past life
experiences. I've had several dreams that run along the same pattern and
I can't seem to connect it with any current life scenarios or situations.
I don't remember the entire dream but am always left with the same impressions.
The setting of the dreams are often so real that I'm often unable to tell
the difference if it is a dream or if I'm really awake. I usually
only remember the last scene of the dream before I awake. The setting is
a very well lit indoor living room or more like a reference section of
a library. There are other people in the area and I guess I know
some of them. We seem to be gathered there for a meeting of sorts.
There is sunlight streaming in from the windows and there are large open
books on stands. I look at one of them from a few feet away and can't
make out what is written there. The writting is very blurry though
I can see everything else well enough. I step closer hoping that
the words will come into focus. The more I concentrate on deciphering
the words the more muddled they become. I've had these dreams often enough
to have developed a trick for myself. Since these dreams can be so realistic,
if I can't read anything then I know that I'm dreaming and will wake soon.
I'd appreciate any advice that anyone can offer me. It could also
mean that it's time for me to see an opthalmologist.
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I keep having this vision, sometimes while awake,
sometimes while asleep. I am standing on the edge of a cliff, staring at
an ocean, at night. It is windy. I have a cloak on, but the hood is back,
and the wind blows my hair forward, so I can see that it is blond. Suddenly,
I have this feeling that someone is watching me and turn around, only to
see a dark shape hurtling toward me. It collides with me and I feel myself
falling off the edge of the cliff. What is weird, is that in this life,
I am not normally afraid of heights, but I don't like to climb on things
that I might fall off of, and I have a fear of falling and not being able
to catch myself. - Lady Katana
More Non-Specific Times and Places Memories: I,
II
Dates Uncertain: I,
II,
III
Ancient
Times - Middle
Ages, 19th Century - 20th Century: I-II
