1900-1920
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The only memories I have are that sometime in the past I was woman who was murdered in 1909. I don't have any specifics because it was a horrifying experience as I was trying to find out more about this past life. -John

1920's
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It started when I was a young girl, I have been very afraid of the dark, and of Thunderstorms.  I remember running into my parents bedroom and sleeping in the middle of them.  Then as a teenager I used to put pillows over my face so I couldn't see the flashes of lightning, and put my headphones on so I couldn't hear the thunder.  Then one night during a thunderstorm I had a vision, I could see that I was in a hotel room in the 1920's I believe, I can see in the room the door in the middle, I'm on the bed, the bed headboard and footboard were rounded brass, in the corner to the left of the door is a coat tree, and a window.  I can see the door opening, then a flash of lightning
then it's gone.  I find it truly amazing how things that have happened to you in a past life are brought through into a new lifetime.
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    I'm not sure if this really happened but when I was really little I remember having this vision where I'm in a place with lots of noise. It could be a mine or a factory. I believe it was in the 1920's. I don't remember much about what happened but I do remember being crushed by a heavy object. I woke up after that. I also remember someone yelling at me before I was crushed. Also a few years ago when I was meditating, I had a vision of a man's face looking at me. He had blood all over his face. He was grinning at me evilly. All I know is that this man was someone very unplesent. I'm not sure if either of these things were past life memories but I just thought I should share them. - Raven Thorn

1930's
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    several years ago, i was watching a tv show that told of  a ritual or chant that you could do during meditation. i tried it and experienced what i think was my previous life before this one. i was married to my first husband in this life and had the same son that i have in this life. the experience was like watching a movie that i could not stop. i was paralized during this  experience. i know i was not asleep, but i couldn't see anything except what happened to me in my past life. the "vision" was as if i was seeing things thru my own eyes. i was riding in what i think was a model t ford, racing along with a train along side of us. my present husband was driving, and he appeared to be very angry. i heard my son crying and calling to me from the train, i saw my husband steer the car into the train, felt a stabbing blinding pain in my chest. and then it ended. all thru this vision i tried to  come back to now, but couldn't. the really interesting thing is the connection i feel between what must have been going on between the three of  us then, and now.  there are several present and past life similarities.

1940 - 1950
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    this is a reoccurring dream. i believe it to be connected to a past life, well actually, a past death...i'm female, aged around 30, and i'm sitting in the passenger seat of some kind of van. it seems to be some kind of army truck or ambulance, the vehicle is green. the style of the vehicle suggests the 40's or 50s. it seems that i am connected somehow with the army, or medical corps. a man is driving (i don't know who he is in the dream) and we are heading through the night along a thin country road, there is a wood or small forest on the right hand side. the headlamps illuminate the trees, and the road ahead. suddenly i am aware of another vehicle behind us, headlamps are visible in the rear view mirror. this second vehicle is approaching us very quickly. the driver in my van accelerates but the vehicle behind gets closer and closer, until eventually it smashes into the tailgate of my van.
    we skid, and fly off the road, heading straight into the trees. the van hits a tree, and the next thing i know is that i'm laying amidst the undergrowth, falling into a blackness, my mind hazy and so very heavy... and i'm aware that i'm bleeding badly, and that i must have flown through the windshield of the van. i am also aware that i am laying amongst bramble bushes... and then everything goes black... - mark
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    Last July, my fiancee died in an automobile accident in Ireland. Soon after I began experiencing very "strange" and "vivid" dreams. They were recurring, and I was obsessed with finding some meaning to them. This is my story.
   First of all, I should tell you that prior to this experience, I did not believe in reincarnation. I was raised by Christian principles and the notion of past lives did not fit into my belief structure. The first dream I had, I was a diver, working on the hull of a ship - I entered the dream just moments before the ship somehow "shifted", pinning me and puncturing my diver's suit. This was unlike any dream as it was so real - as if i had lived it in my daily life. I felt no pain or fear - and actually, my only thought was that I should have taken the job on the other ship. As the water filled my suit, there was no physical sense whatsoever - and as the water hit my mouth, when I should have drowned, I simply left my body. I am then in a house, where there is a funeral wake for me. They haven't recovered my body yet, and things are very sad, yet I feel a certain "acceptance" of everything.
   In the first dream, a man stood with me at the bay windows that overlooked the harbor. He hugged me, and told me that I would find her again - my wife. No one else could see me there, and I can't recall everyone, except my father-in-law and my wife was laying in the downstairs bedroom. This dream repeated itself over and over again, in addition to having one dream of me and my wife having a picnic. And, as the dreams recurred, I would recall more and more details of the surroundings.
   A few months later, I went to see a licensed hypnotherapist. She was a very professional lady, and agreed to assist me in understanding this dream. She took me into it - the dream - and my life was changed. Because, she didn't take me into my dream, she took me into another dream - or experience from this life. I began on the sidewalk outside, and walked into the house - through the gate, and up 3 steps to the front porch. Into the house, and it was very quiet - all the time, she had me memorizing the details of everything I was seeing.
    My wife was alone in the downstairs bedroom, crying, and i felt sad for her. And, then I was taken out of the dream. I was angry - I wanted to go to talk to her - to do something to help. She told me she didn't want to interfere with things. I didn't understand at the time.
   Anyhow, I am a logical and educated man - and after this experience, I know that reincarnation exists. I know details of things I shouldn't know - things that cannot be of my active imagination - even subconsciously. I experienced my death and then going to my own funeral. And, I know I am going to find my wife from that life very soon - my soulmate!!!
   I have pinpointed the time of my death to the 40s or early 50s, and I did this by judging the year of the cars on the street. I lived in a small harbor community that utilized divers for large ship repair. I lived in a 2 story house on a hill - white with blue trim. There was a white picket
fence, 3 steps to a sitting porch, and a huge bay window in the front. I had a black car - a 40s American made. The house - and harbor - faced south - southeast - and I got that from the sun's path.
   This man in the beginning dream, told me that I would find her - my wife - and she would be younger because she lived a while after me. So, I am asking anyone that might have any information about this harbor, the death, or my soulmate - to get in touch with me. I have tried to research shipyards that handled large ships at that time, and I am at a loss for an exact location. There were relatively few harbors that specialized in large ship repairs utilizing divers, but records over the internet are hard to come by for me. I know she is searching for me as I am for her! I have committed my life to finding her!!! - danny watson

1950's - 1960's
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I had this flash of my past life when I was about 15 for the first time and frequently since then, I am now 19. My memory is of me being about 3 or 4 and it seems to be the 60's. I am playing with a rainbow colored ball and it rolls down a hill. I go to chase it and trip down the hill. My mother screams my name (Jesabelle). I roll into the river and drown before my parents can save me.   ~Joannna~
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    I've been reading through the past lives and find it interesting that everyone are simple people in their last lives. I was too. I, believe it or not, got a regression tape from the library and did it myself one afternoon. I will never to that again. I don't know what time frame this girl was in, but most likely mid 1950s- 60's. She was a young girl when i first met her, she had problems with her father. He didn't know how to talk to young girls, and he spent all his time with her younger brothers. She used to wish that her father was dead, she'd stand at her mirror and say it over and over again. When he did die, she blamed herself. She thought that she had killed him.
    Later, the regression took me to her death, the tape told me that I would feel no emotion when i saw her die. She drowned, fell off a boat and didn't surface again. She didn't struggle, just let herself go. At the end, of the tape it told me to see what her greatest joy of life was and i saw her holding her baby. I came out of the regression crying and I cried off and on for days afterward. The strange thing is that when i was born, I was terrified of water. I was only a day or two old when my mom put me in my first bath and I screamed and screamed. The only way she could bathe me was if she filled the tub and got in with me and held me the whole time.  I don't recommend regressing by yourself, have someone in the room, if your going to try, or at least have someone in your house who knows what your doing. - ravenfairie
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    I've only been really practicing for a while now and have had one really vivid past life dream. In it I am at a children's play and my brother is in it. in it they call him Joshua which is his name now. He was only around 4 or 5. I don't think it was very long ago because everything seemed pretty modern the 60's keep coming to mind.  But somehow the stage caught on fire. Joshua was trapped on the stage and couldn't get away from the flames. then I saw paramedics or someone putting him into a car. His legs were burned severely and he was in shock. I remember running up to him and him saying 'help me" after he said that I woke up. I think I cried for an hour because it felt so familiar I could smell the smoke almost. I've had this dream a few more times and every time I wake up knowing I was really there. - Lydia

More Non-Specific Times and Places Memories: I, II
Dates Uncertain: I, II, III
Ancient Times  - Middle Ages, 19th Century - 20th Century: I-II