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How did you remember?

alyil

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How did you remember your past life? I don't have experience in this area and was wondering how others went about remembering. Did you dream it? Have a vision? See a hypnotherapist? What is the first instance you remember remembering?

Late last night just as I was drifting off I could hear the hum of the AC in my room and for the strangest reason I suddenly heard bells or windchimes tinkling and had the sensation of being held. I could imagine (or remember?) a young man holding me and explaining something about the stars he was pointing to. I think I laughed at something he had said. Might just been a dream but it felt important.
 
My memories just came to me spontaneously while awake, and asleep. I've never been to a hypnotherapist. My first instance happened when I was two, but the first i truly recall was when I was four. It was triggered and left me with nightmares.

Your vision intrigued me. The stars. Reminds me of someone I once knew....telling me about the stars. I in turn, many lifetimes in succession told others of the stars.
 
I began to consciously remember only a few years ago (I'm sure I was having some memories since I was a child, but I was not aware, it's later when I put two and two together).
The very first memory came spontaneously when I was deeply relaxed in a sort of meditative state. This has happened to me more times afterwards.
I've recalled several memories when I'm about to fall asleep or wake up. Also some brief flashbacks being totally awake, while doing everyday tasks or walking down the street.
I have done several meditations with the intention to remember, but not always succeed by this method.
Once I started to recall more intense memories, 3 years ago, I took reincarnation much more seriously and took a course of regressive hypnosis, and then I had the experience of regression with a hypnotherapist.

Your dream/flashback sounds like a nice memory, alyil. Maybe could you be a child in it?
 
You know, I just had always remembered. I had a handful of memories that I assumed had happened when I was very young. But it wasn't until I was maybe 12 or 13 did I realize no one else had remembered these things happening and/or had taken place where we had never been. For example, I had one memory of being little and running down a sloped street that ran right next to a river. The river was so narrow that I could see people on the other side very clearly and there was a bridge and sort of checkpoint at the end of it. A woman I was walking with was scolding me to not run so far up ahead, but I wouldn't listen and kept going, only stopping to look into a shop window.
The problem is that we were never in a town like that, my family and I always living in the same remote farm area since I was one. The woman scolding me was not my mom or my grandma, the only 2 woman it could of been. Completely different surroundings. There were other recollections where I was an adult, or at least too tall and being taken too seriously for me to of been a child. Again, completely different surroudings and I was with people I clearly knew at the time, but were not people anyone else my current family knew.
 
The same as inhaltslos, i had just very precise memories of things that i just had not lived, or dreamed, it was like they were already stored there and i took them as certain until i had enough age to realize i remembered things i had not actually lived. I would also have flashbacks like you do of any memory, and in a dream i had several times i would "relive" my last day of one of my past lives.
 
I've had some memorable nightmares over the years and some of the themes have stuck with me. Most notably losing my mother is a traumatic way.

I've also had a few dreams where someway or another my skin has been removed from my body and to this day it's one of my biggest fears. Anything, piranhas, fire, acid, flesh eating skin disease. I have no explanation for where it came from. I also have a fear of dolls but I'll chalk that one up to watching the Slappy episode of Goosebumps when I was little.

One of the dreams was in an old dusty restaurant/diner somewhere it was humid and very dusty out - I want to say near a desert. There was a bunch of us in the diner and we discovered a decaying body with severely mutilated flesh. I had this dream almost 20 years ago and I can still remember it in vivid detail. I'm not saying I was involved in some great murder mystery in a previous life but anything to do with damaging skin has been a reoccuring theme for me so I assume its of some significance to a previous life.
 
I've also remembered things since I was little, but I didn't know what it was. It is usually 'flashbacks' with me, unless I am deliberately meditating on something, which I have got better at since getting some pointers on the forum.
 
Before I was 36, all I had was the strong feeling of missing someone that supposedly had never existed, and also deep depression and anxiety that couldn't be explained by current life events. Then one day, while I was meditating, I started to get extremely vivid images of my current childhood. I asked my mind to go a bit backwards and surprisingly I got a few brief flashes of what appeared to be past lives. It didn't happen again to me until I tried self-hypnosis, and then with time I also started to have spontaneous flashbacks and one or two past life dreams.
 
Before I was 36, all I had was the strong feeling of missing someone that supposedly had never existed
SAME TO ME!! I even recall jsut the ways this person is but they have never been in my current life, id lie if i said im not waiting to meet them though, i just know it will happen. And it happens with my family that for some reason i NEVER felt them like my family, i always felt like a guest with them. I have affection towards them but i always felt these werent "my people", like if i belonged somewhere else. Has it happened to you to feel close to someone who is not even in your life and distant to close people?
 
i NEVER felt them like my family, i always felt like a guest with them. I have affection towards them but i always felt these werent "my people", like if i belonged somewhere else. Has it happened to you to feel close to someone who is not even in your life and distant to close people?

Yes. I feel this way. I knew my father before but none of the other members of my family. I adored my father. We have had three lives together that I know of, including this one. He was my father another time, and my best friend one time when I was a man. I somehow never connected that well with the others. They're OK but I don't really 'feel it' with them like I did with my Dad.
 
SAME TO ME!! I even recall jsut the ways this person is but they have never been in my current life, id lie if i said im not waiting to meet them though, i just know it will happen. And it happens with my family that for some reason i NEVER felt them like my family, i always felt like a guest with them. I have affection towards them but i always felt these werent "my people", like if i belonged somewhere else. Has it happened to you to feel close to someone who is not even in your life and distant to close people?

I've always loved my family. Maybe my mum is the person with whom I've felt less connected, but probably it's just a matter of affinity, as I suspect she also was in at least one of my past lives. In my case I've been quite surprised when I've met people online who live far, faraway, but they certainly have felt like family. It's quite weird when you have paternal feelings towards someone you barely know and only later you find out they were really your son in a past life.
 
Yes. I feel this way. I knew my father before but none of the other members of my family. I adored my father. We have had three lives together that I know of, including this one. He was my father another time, and my best friend one time when I was a man. I somehow never connected that well with the others. They're OK but I don't really 'feel it' with them like I did with my Dad.
lol "theyre OK" i completely understand how you feel. In my case i cant tell if theyve been in my past lives or not, i figure they have but i dont remember any of them thus far.
 
Actually I should add, my older sister I have known before twice. Maybe I tried to 'blank' it out. We have had 'issues' that, let's say are still not resolved. Time will tell I guess. :)

She's the only one I don't speak to. The others are OK, as I say. I am fond of them and everything. But it's that 'deep' feeling that is different with my Dad. Those deep feelings take many lives to grow, like an old tree, with big roots.
 
When I was two I remembered having lived many lives. When I was three I'm not sure what it would be called. One minute I was watching a stink bug walking over a long trail of big red and black ants while waiting for my mother to catch up to me, the next, I was in the air, looking down on a couple standing outside the open door of a small house, then found myself inside looking down on a very old woman who was dying, and pleading for the couple outside for something. This house, and the area it was all in, was very familiar to me, as was the junk piled on the roof of the house, although I wouldn't know what it was for several years. It was in a corner of the 80 acre farm my parents had bought only months before, and just across a field from where me and my mother were. A shed I'd also seen was in a photo my parents took at the time they'd bought the farm, and I saw the photo as an adult.

A particular waltz playing during a group meditation brought about another past life, of a crippled hunch back locked away in an attic - like room. I'd felt my body becoming this person, before I found myself in the locked room, looking way down from a small window at life passing by, and feeling great anger

Another one was a reaction to the names of a well known volcanic eruption and the ancient town it destroyed.

Two were in a recurring dream I'd had throughout my childhood, and until I was around seventy.

I've never tried to access past lives. The last one came to me during a four year long illness when I was sixty-three.
 
I've sort of always remembered that something was odd. As a small child <5 I dreamed about rooms and places not In my waking experience, but in exquisite detail. The dust on the floor, the smells, the "feel". I remember looking through my house for doorways to them. My mother said they we "just dreams" but I was dreaming about things and objects that I hadn't yet encountered. Things came into focus when I began drawing. I had done some medieval themed pictures, because it "seemed right" and I showed them to someone in a group (SCA) I was a member of. She asked me if I could draw award scrolls. I said I didn't know. She said I need 3 by the end of next week. Not knowing any better I gave her three scrolls that week. The response was, "a little stilted, but if you told someone they were your first pieces, they would drop dead". I didn't learn how to do it remembered how to do it.
 
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