Do you remember any past lives, or have you had insights through others ?


To help access a past life, think of a scene that seems to be a memory...it's often something that's always sort of been there, but you know it is not from this lifetime.

Focus on it, and let yourself go into a dream state....

When you're there, look around...at the place, the details...who else is there...what do you hear, smell, taste ?

look at yourself: hands, feet, clothes, is there a reflective surface to see your face in ?

how do you feel ?

 

The bits of past lives i remember do not seem to be related to my current path, though my feelings about nature and the craft were intrinsic all my life ( and maybe it influences my feelings about eras in history, or tastes in other things...as well as Lessons learned..)

I am sure i lived off the land and herbs at least once...though I loved Nature, it was not a romantic life, it was necessity.

Others are just glimpses...like the smell of the Egyptian temple, a priestess dedicated to Bast ( my spirit cat is still with me, she's been seen and felt by my family too !)


i also remember being a woman locked in a tower in the 16th century..i know the century because of my husband's clothes.

the tower room was stone, one heavy wood door, one table, one chair...my clothes were black but good quality...... i was wearing a large cross on a long chain......long red hair under a peaked headdress...2 peaks ! ( weird, but anyway...)

One hand had a gold wedding ring, several colored cabochons...the other hand had a black marquise stone in silver...tiny white hands and feet...a tiny woman.


a burly man came to the door, my husband...we did not get along..I was staunch catholic, he wanted me to be protestant like his king...it was death to be catholic at that time.

he was livid that i did not respond to his tirade...i just looked out the tall window, no glass, just open...

he drew a thin cut across my cheek with the little axe off his belt....i did not respond...

so he threw me out the window.

i fell and died, red hair spilling out from under the hat that fell off...people coming round to look..


not a great past life...no one famous...but in this lifetime i know the man who did it, he is the most wonderful husband this time round.

we all learn.

another memory was a huge empty light blue wooden box of a house on an endless dust prairie, in the 1920's or 30's...we were a few small children, abandoned by our parents....i was the oldest, took care of them as best i could.

we died there.

i don't really enjoy remembering my clearest past lives.

My older son vividly remembered the entire greek alphabet !

But it's through my younger son that I have had the most interesting validations.

- When I was 3 months pregnant with him, I was sleeping but woke to the feeling there was someone in the room !

I looked around, but...no one. I turned back onto my side, but the feeling persisted. I looked again...and there he was.

He was in the guise of a previous life, a man in rural clothing, at the foot of the bed in the light of the streetlamp...as solid as anything.

Somehow it didn't make me nervous...telepathically he told me that he'd come to see if he'd want us to be his parents. He did.

Now I was thrilled ! I knew I would not miscarry this one, it would be a boy, and he entered the fetus at 3 months !

- When he was just about ONE month old, I happened to be in a bad mood...exhausted and stressed, i groused at him but immediately felt bad so i apologized and cuddled him...then a strange voice sounded like it forced out of his tiny throat and said " I love you, Treasure".

We never even had that endearment in our family !

- When he was about 4 months, he was teething and had a fever, so I slept with him on a big mattress on his floor. I was fascinated watching him, but got tired and put my arm over my eyes. I could hear him roll over to where I was, and felt his breath on my arm, and he SAID : " Are you OK ?"  lol...freaked me out !

- When he was about 2, he sat on my lap and we were looking through a porcelain doll catalog. Suddenly he got all excited,  pointed to a pretty one with long brown hair and brown eyes, and exclaimed " she looks like god !!!!"

- Then one night we were looking out at the full moon and he exclaimed" the Lady is dancing !!"

( I had never talked to him about either god nor goddess !)

- When he was about the same age, we were looking at another book and he saw a bearded man.

He calmly chatted: " I had a beard, before I was a baby".

- Again about the same age, I was changing him and his eyes fell upon noticed the pentacle i wore.

He suddenly changed into an "adult": he looked into my eyes...solemnly kissed my forehead, chest, each shoulder, and the pentacle.

Looked into my eyes again, then sat and turned back into the baby. ( he regularly morphed from baby to grownup and back  before school age)

- At the same age, I was again grouchy and tired. Suddenly he cupped his hands together, shook them, and opened them to me saying : "here's the marbles you lost, mama !"  : O

- When he was about 7 he said he had always had a memory of being in an army uniform inside a big green tent, he could smell the canvas and see the sun through it.....

i asked him to "see" his hands.

He said they had black ink all over them, from the typewriter on the half circle table against one wall of the tent...

He had no idea of the old typewriters !!! They had to manually rewind the ink tapes when they used them, and he had only seen computer keyboards !!

Much later when he came across Ernest Hemingway in school, he had a strange affinity for him...and wants to follow his footsteps in Paris...

Loads of other things....I firmly believe in reincarnation : )

How about you ?

love, addy





















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Fascinating!  I especially love the stories about your children...I think children are so interesting in their spiritual attunement...it's natural for them.  If only people would encourage this in children instead of cutting it off!  We would have a MUCH MORE illuminated world!  I'm glad you have encouraged yours!

Re:  The Lady in the Tower

She is tragic, yet beautiful in her integrity.  I can see her, in her double-peaked headdress.  I salute her.

You know, when I was 16, the movie "A Man for All Seasons" came out.  I was obsessed with that movie...saw it several times.  It's about that time in history. 

Perhaps you had some other past lives within the Catholic Church, as you were so loyal to it. 

BTW, I found it interesting that you remembered the rings in such detail.  They must have had special meaning for her.  I tend to think she was a "faerie" ....the red hair and tiny body! 

Also, BTW, Faeries were linked to Catholicism at that time!

Here's a link (pg 55-56) from the book Fairies, Fractious Women, and the Old Faith: Fairy Lore in Early Modern British Drama and Culture By Regina Buccola:

https://books.google.com/books?id=57U6Z18AWe0C&pg=PA55&lpg=...

OMG Turquoise Water...It never even occurred to me, but yes...she does sound very Faery !!

And that would explain to me : )  why she had a double pointed hat, she was "different".

Yes, the rings seemed to hold much meaning for her....i feel it, though I still have to discover why....maybe she did deep down really love her husband who likely gave them to her, but she just absolutely could not renounce her faith ?

You are also right  that I was likely a staunch Catholic in other lives...the churches, incense, silences, mysticism..chanting and lifestyle always drew me, and when i was about 9 I told my mother I wanted to be a nun because I would always be taken care of. She said I could not, cuz I would have to be Catholic ( I was baptized Protestant this time round <G>). I was so disappointed !

Maybe I nursed people, as a nun...and became a nurse this time round, as well as a complementary medicine healer..

I learn so much from you Turquoise Water...and

That book looks amazing ! Can read a lot or all of the book from the Table of Contents  ( cuz the book itself is pretty pricey...but I'm sure it's worth it...i hope to get it one day !)

https://books.google.ca/books/about/Fairies_Fractious_Women_and_the...

Fairies, Fractious Women, and the Old Faith: Fairy Lore in Early Modern British Drama and Culture

Front Cover
Susquehanna University Press, 2006 - Literary Criticism - 293 pages
Fairies, unruly women, and vestigial Catholicism constituted a frequently invoked triad in late sixteenth- and early seventeenth-century drama which has seldom been critically examined and therefore constitutes a significant lacuna in scholarly treatments of early modern theater, including the work of Shakespeare. Fairy tradition has lost out in scholarly critical convention to the more masculine mythologies of Christianity and classical Greece and Rome, in which female deities either serve masculine gods or are themselves masculinized (i.e., Diana as a buckskinned warrior). However, the fairy tradition is every bit as significant in our critical attempts to situate early modern texts in their historical contexts as the references to classical texts and struggles associated with state-mandated religious beliefs are widely agreed to be. fairy, rebellious woman, quasi-Catholic trio repeatedly stages resistance to early modern conceptions of appropriate class and gender conduct and state-mandated religion in A Midsummer Night's Dream, The Merry Wives of Windsor, Cymbeline, All's Well That Ends Well, and Ben Jonson's The Alchemist.
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Addy, I wanted to be a Nun, too.  When I was 6 years old, in 1st grade, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up.  I said, "A Cloistered Nun"!!!  (as a 6 year old, I think that's unusual.)

The thing was, in my Mom's line, the eldest girl always became a Nun, as far back as they could remember.  So, as I was eldest, I assumed that would be true for me, too.

My aunt (my Mom's eldest sister) went to be a Nun at age 12! 

But when I entered Junior HIgh School, I got too interested in boys...ha ha!  And I figured, I would rather be a Priestess than a Nun, any way.  So that's what I became.  ;-)

OMG that's way more than strange for a 6 year old !!

but..I wonder how many of us were like that...perhaps harkening back to previous lives...the concept gave me such a feeling of safety and even love !

But yeah lol...being the wrong religion put the kabosh to that idea hehe...and I did start to like boys !

   The echoes of previous lives resonate through our being in ways small and large.  I believe each is a chance to experience something new though!!! 8)

Yes, me too....new experiences and new Lessons.....to make for more evolved spirits.

I hope increasing numbers of them come to help this battle weary world to recovery...

love, addy

I have - not counting this current incarnation which was via soul transfer - have had only two 'lifetimes' which are more like one long life with a short break in between.  Between the two, with the years added together, I have been incarnated for probably only 80-90 some odd years on 3D physical Earth.

I first incarnated in Turku Finland on 25 May 1824 and became a sea captain - my name was Carl Gustav Wilhelm Lindstrom.  I was a Swedish speaking Finn, but also spoke English, German, and Finnish.  During this 'lifetime' I had visited Lubeck, Germany which is where I was to live for a time in the subsequent 'lifetime'.  I was most likely a shipowner and bought and sold ships as well as transported goods in the Baltic trade.

From there I reincarnated on 16 January 1908, in Osterfeld Germany - moved from there to Lubeck and was there for a number of years before moving to Leipzig.  I left schooling and became a merchant sea captain (again) although couldn't obtain a command in the German merchant marine due to the economic depression.  I eventually became a U Boat commander though, after joining the German Navy - was in WWII for a short period of time, and was the one who raided Scapa Flow.  My name - Gunther-Heinrich Prien.

I am blown away when people can find out so much detail....awesome !!!   : )

The Great Sea said:

I have - not counting this current incarnation which was via soul transfer - have had only two 'lifetimes' which are more like one long life with a short break in between.  Between the two, with the years added together, I have been incarnated for probably only 80-90 some odd years on 3D physical Earth.

I first incarnated in Turku Finland on 25 May 1824 and became a sea captain - my name was Carl Gustav Wilhelm Lindstrom.  I was a Swedish speaking Finn, but also spoke English, German, and Finnish.  During this 'lifetime' I had visited Lubeck, Germany which is where I was to live for a time in the subsequent 'lifetime'.  I was most likely a shipowner and bought and sold ships as well as transported goods in the Baltic trade.

From there I reincarnated on 16 January 1908, in Osterfeld Germany - moved from there to Lubeck and was there for a number of years before moving to Leipzig.  I left schooling and became a merchant sea captain (again) although couldn't obtain a command in the German merchant marine due to the economic depression.  I eventually became a U Boat commander though, after joining the German Navy - was in WWII for a short period of time, and was the one who raided Scapa Flow.  My name - Gunther-Heinrich Prien.

Addy,

This is a full past life memory that is in pieces of memories that i remember....the other memories faded except these.

http://www.starseeds.net/forum/topics/cain-s-soul-and-asnat-s-love-...

I have had only one certain past life regression experience. I feel connections and have had hints to other past lives but i don't put a certainty stamp on these as they are more flashes of memory/recognition and connections than this vivid and intense past life experience that i'll write about.

I was aware that i needed to heal my heart chakra and began doing some healing methods i thought would work. A few days earlier i did a past life reading with some cards and got the cards 'baby, spirituality and religion, lessons and blessings'. I thought this had something to do with this lifetime, how wrong i was!

To cut a long story short i had a vivid memory of being out in a beautiful garden in the forest with my son collecting some herbs for my practice. I remember our little cottage with all the herbs, magical crafts i had made from woven twigs etc and how much of a simple and happy life it was. All of a sudden my husband came charging to the house, he was quite clearly celtic, so very very handsome. Very tall and huge in stature, all muscle though. His flaming ginger hair in a plait down the back of his head and one in his beard too. 'They're coming!'... We run to the house to collect our things with men on horseback charging towards our house. We escape out the back and into our beloved forest hiding behind the roots of a huge tree. To my dismay the riders found us, my husband so beautiful and protective fought them off as best he could, he got some good hits of an axe in too! But alas there were too many and he fell before our eyes. They tore my son from my chest and i could hear him screaming out for me but i could not reach him. That was all i remember of that scene until being drowned for my witch craft infront of an audience. When i was remembering this i could taste the dirty water in my mouth and feel the freezing cold water lap around my body as i struggled to breath... i'm not joking i've never cried so hard in all my life! I just cried and cried, it felt so real! I missed them so much. Alas i finally finished crying and saw my angel with my minds eye sit down beside me and hold me close. I felt healed. I consulted the oracle cards and got the card 'Peace' and 'Mending'. Before all this happened i was due to go to a past life regression shop that day but it got cancelled. The days previous i had been consulting my cards asking what lives would come up and over and over again i got the card 'the witch!'

Was a beautiful experience and i hope i manage to remember as vividly other lives. I feel this one was very important though because it held my fear of returning to witch craft again. As i've been told i'm to do witch craft in this life time or healing purposes of others and the earth i needed to heal that part in order to reconnect with it.

I'm aware i was a high priestess for an Oracle in ancient greece, memories of stirring a cauldron in a cave though this might be related to my witchcraft memory, i also have brief remembrance of being in the pleadian star system, and remembrance of being of the royal house of the Lyran humanoid race upon of the ships before the great war...but this have only been fleeting and not as intense. I should be going to a past life regression work shop soon though so we'll see what comes up! :D I'm near certain i came to earth in 241 BC or AD can't be sure but have been reincarnating here ever since. I feel very strongly connected to the fae realm as well and actually after reading Doreen Virtues book feel i may of lived a life or some in this realm too. I'm still so addicted to sugar sweets even in this lifetime!

Love and light sister x

I love your past life memories, JD....especially the celtic one. I think that many here have celtic memories...and is it possible that our strongest "memories" are the tragic ones because they made the most intense footprint ?

being drawn to Faery and Nature.... and hence the Craft...might be in our souls so strongly that it carries through life after life....i'm so glad : )   It's the best part of being alive, i think, besides our loved ones of course..it revitalizes the soul.

much love, sister...thank you so much for sharing !!

addy

My heart goes out to you, JD. Many of us have suffered in past lives for our simple love of Nature. It is still going on today in many parts of this world! It's time for that sort of thing to stop. Indeed, I call on all Spiritual Forces to liberate and protect all good people who are in partnership with Nature and with this great Planet that I call TaRaRu. May all innocent people be protected and kept safe from any kind of harm. So mote it be.

Another way some of us have been persecuted is political and so-called religious (though I don't believe that true religion persecutes anyone.) For instance, I had a life in the early part of Renaissance, in Italy, when I was an artist. The Church didn't like my paintings, which were very erotic and pagan-oriented. My hand was cut off. Later, in THIS life, I struggled with being an artist. I was even an Art major for a year in college, but it seemed like I never could "stick to it." Eventually, I moved to writing, which seemed more difficult, but I was able to stick to that! Now, I still do Art, but more for my own pleasure.

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