Past Life Memory Bank
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Non-specific Places:
20th Century II

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    I'm not sure if this a past life thing, but to me it was very real, like I was there: I was a girl, about 8 a while ago. There was a man and a woman there too, possibly my parents. I think it took place over a movie theater in a city, The man and woman were fighting and I was afraid so I hid under a desk  someplace. Then they stopped fighting and I heard a thump. The woman started screaming. Then there was wind, It came from a window, I think and a book on the desk flew open. I don't no what happens next, but I have a strong suspicion that I and/or someone else dies. Thanks, -"Storm"
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    So far up to this point, I have two things that suggest two different past lives, but I feel comfortable sending one. The memory of the past life that I remember best is of me being a 6 year old caucasian boy. I was in my kindergarten class, and the teacher was holding up clear plastic colored circles, a blue and a yellow one. She was demonstrating how yellow and blue make green. I know that this was a past life memory because in my life right now, I had skipped kindergarten, and because I was a different race and gender (In my current life, I'm an Asian girl). ~ Yukira
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    i have this thing with Ernie, from sesame street. always have. not Bert, just Ernie. when i was sixteen, i got a box of Ernie's for Christmas, all positioned in the box so they were staring up at me. i pulled one out, an antique, a puppet with a hard plastic (or rubber) head and hands. "oh, this is just like my Ernie!", i told my mother. she denies ever having seen one before buying that particular one for me, but dammit i have had that Ernie before! I know I have! i searched through my old toys several times, and 'my ernie' has yet to surface. there is a dry cleaners in my city which is run from a rather old and very distinctive building. it's sort of a landmark; it's got these great stone angels blowing trumpets on the front of it, it's very pretty. i remember eating there with my grandfather and my mother and there was a radio station there that night, some kind of a contest ... and we ate ribs or barbecue, something like that. mum swears up and down it was a dry cleaners long before she moved here with her parents and siblings in the seventies.
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    all my life and i am 50 now i have had moments that i would shut my eyes and it was like turnning on a tv set. i would see people from differtent times and events that made no sense to me. i cant make it happen for it comes and goes. i have never believed in past lives at all, however now i wonder if its possible. the last few years i have been drawn to a time period that now haunts me. 1898 to 1942 is where i seem to belong. when i see old movies i watch the clothes style and hair, the funiture and houses. i cry and caught myself saying i wish i could just go home. i perfer the music and dance of this time period and sense i was so happy. i am confused now to be honest with you and dont know what to make of any of this. something happened in 1942 but i dont know what. it scares me. i think the city looked like new york but i came from elsewhere. judy harkness
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    i often think that in my past life i was killed at a young age. Like if i see a swing set it will trigger my memory and i will have a flash back of being on it. While i am on it i am happy, in the distance there would be a man and i would see him approaching me, and i would instantly feel very afraid. And some times i will have dreams of this father figure abusing me in my past life form. i think that it was very possible that he might have killed her at a very young age.
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    In high school, I dreamt that I was in a club or restaurant. I was holding a small girl's hand. She wore a hat, and she had sliced her finger and it was bleeding and she was crying, so I took her to the bathroom to clean her up. It was a beautiful bathroom, very classy, with towels, and goldish doorknobs and sinks and I passed a mirror and instead of seeing me, I saw a different me, much older, wearing a blue dress with white polka dots. My hair was done up, and I wore red lipstick. During the dream, this seemed normal. I kneeled down to the child's level and comforted her and cleaned up her cut. She grabbed my hand and we left the bathroom. As we walked out, a band was playing very beautiful music, and the club was almost empty - the only people there were some men in uniforms, chatting and smoking cigars. One of the men yelled something offensive to me, and i was rushing out to get away from the obscene men, when i looked across the room and saw a man in a uniform. It was beige and he wore a hat and carried a bag. seeing him made my heart skip a beat. I was in shock. The little girl let go of my hand and ran to him and jumped into his arms and i walked closer. He resembled my high school sweetheart, only older. He had tears in his eyes as he whispered to the child. He put her down and we stood there, looking at each other as though it wasn't real. Suddenly, i ran to him and I was complete. It was as if i had thought i would never see this man again. The dream was so old fashioned and the music was beautiful, something my grandmother might enjoy. Since then, i have always thought that the dream was real, just in another time. In the dream, i was the happiest i have ever been. Is it possible that i dreamt of a real experience or was it my imagination? i feel as though i am such an old soul, and believe my soul has lived before and that i will live again.
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    My name is Artisha Music i am 14 years old and i can remember all kinds of things i have lately remembered me in a high school locker room talking to some friends when a locker fell on top of me and i hear screaming and that is as far as i can remember But, they didn't call me Artisha i don't remember what they called me. There are two weird things about this memory i knew what my locker number was in the locker room 125 and it was on the top role of lockers on the 2nd set. And in the memory i have never seen that high school beforehand plus i am in grade school not High School!
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More Non-Specific Times and Places Memories: I, II
Dates Uncertain: I, II, III
Ancient Times  - Middle Ages, 19th Century - 20th Century: I-II