How did you die?

Discussion in 'Past Life Memories' started by Elijah, May 28, 2005.

  1. oddzphish

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    Rome caught my eye. I was alive earlier than this (about 105-175). Just wanted to throw out there that not all Romans hated Christians. I remember thinking they were a little strange, but not hating or fearing them. (Though I have a vague impression that some of my acquaintances were outright scared of them.) As with most religious conflicts, nobody took the time to try to understand them. Not to mention that Rome liked to think they were the grand high poohbahs of everything. I myself wish I could have really known some of the people we were both conquering and trading with, but I didn't get out much.
     
  2. kmatjhwy

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    Oddzphish, actually I have some fond memories of my times here during the Roman Empire days for it was not this one lifetime but indeed several lifetimes I spent here during the days of the Roman Empire. I don't know many details. I did have one past life reading which did iluminate one of these past lives during the Roman Empire which was really good. But I do know that there was this one other life also where I was a Christian Martyr which I stated above.


    Now as for myself, I have been attracted to anything dealing with the Roman Empire also and have been this way since little.
     
  3. Scared2BeMaria

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    I'm new to the idea that I had a past life, even the word "reincarnation" almost seems silly to me (not to offend the personal beliefs of anyone here). My experiences (memories, unexplainable feelings) have led me to question the possibility of a past life. I am 19 and have had unexplainable memories all my life. Assuming that reincarnation is possible, I believe this is how I died in my past life (I think I have had only one PL; if I had had multiple I believe I'd be far more confused than I already am!) :


    I believe I was shot. I cannot recall specifics of anything, only I have always known, and felt I knew, exactly what the pain of a bullet(s) feels like. I can't even describe the painful feeling; it's unbearable and fills me with dread to think of it. In many dreams I am shot, and lie dying with this too familiar pain of a gunshot wound in my mind still when I wake.


    To me it's very distressing.
     
  4. alaskanlaughter

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    Hi and welcome to the forum! I too remember being shot and killed in my most recent past life. I was shot in the lower back. In this life, I was born with an extra vertebrae in that same area. Later in life, I developed a series of back problems in that same area, but I believe they stem from current life accidents etc.
     
  5. Karoliina

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    Hello Scared2BeMaria and welcome to the forum. :)


    I hope you find help on this forum - to figure out if it's past life memories that you are having, and whether you want to explore the concept further.


    It would be nice to hear "your story", about your memories and experiences that have led you to believe you might be remembering a past life. :thumbsup:


    I personally believe we all have had hundreds or thousands of past lives, but don't worry, it's nothing to be confused about. :laugh: Often there is one that we remember spontaneously, because there is some trauma or unfinished business from that lifetime.


    Karoliina
     
  6. Lulz

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    I died of a stroke/drowning.


    Scared2BeMaria: I can also seem to remember what my death felt like. Mostly the drowning part though. In this life, I do not like to swim in lakes, oceans, ponds, or anything else of the sort. I go into a panic. I also just have a general fear of not being able to breathe.
     
  7. azgrl25

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    There are only 2 memories that I have of how I died. One being that I was being trapped and dying in a house fire as a young girl. I also had a dream of laying on the side of a road on the edge of a cliff, seeing grass and rolling hills, I think this was somewhere in Europe - Ireland I think. I remember my clothes were torn, then being pushed off and the sensation of falling. I don't remember much else about that PL though. All I know is that I *hate* heights, so that dream explains why I hate driving around on mountainsides...I remember flipping out on my ex once because he wanted to take me up and see the city lights, I wouldn't get out of the car and was crying, I honestly thought he was going to push me off! I never had that happen before with anyone. I didn't tell him I thought he was going to push me off because he probably did in that PL...poor guy was just trying to have a romantic evening :laugh:
     
  8. kemetic18

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    I know how I died in only a couple of my past lives.


    In my most recent PL as a Polish Jewish woman I died in a gas chamber at Auschwitz-Birkenau.


    During the Civil War, I was a young Confederate solider and killed in battle. I saw my death in a dream a number of years ago. In the midst of an intense battle, I panicked and ran away (I kept thinking 'what am I doing? I want to go home!') As I was running I was hit from behind by a cannon ball in my left hip. My feeling when I died was deep disappointment in myself that I ran away. Today I suffer from pinched nerves in my hips that is extremely painful and I wonder if its not connected to this life.


    I had this spontaneous memory many years ago. I was a little girl of maybe 8 or 9 and the place seemed to Cuba or some other Caribbean island in the very early 1700s (judging by the fancy style of dress I was wearing). I was running through a field being chased in a playful way by a man who I felt was a slave or servant and was my "friend". Then he grabbed me from behind, threw me down and strangled me. I was fighting hard but couldn't scream.


    In the early 1500s, I was a young woman who died of plague in England. I had a flash once of myself carrying a baby and walking along a low stone wall in the countryside and feeling extremely sick and just collapsing right there along the road.


    When I lived in ancient Egypt, I died of old age. That was a good life! :thumbsup:
     
  9. Sisley

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    Snuffed through the Respiratory 4 lives in a row


    1944- asphyxiated in a fire in a bombing raid in Germany at about 16; armed Jewish Resistance


    1919- Spanish flu; a sickly 8 year old boy, France or Switzerland


    1899 - throat cancer; Alfred Sisley, 1839 - 1899


    1812 - drowned in cold water off England; was a navigator for a big 4-mast ship of the time, sunk by an attacking French vessel. Tried to swim to shore but hypothermia caught up. Actually, it's the coziest way to go once you get past the shock.


    Could this be an explanation to my proneness to persistent and debilitating chest colds?
     
  10. Twilight

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    I've yet to have a humane passing all the deaths I can remember were met via gory violence.
     
  11. Demi

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    Ancient Egypt I was executed, as a priestess, because I looked at the idol in the sacred room, and wasn't supposed to.


    I was executed by drowning, thrown in water with a rock around my head in China, 1500's, for selling things on the side from the govt. storage.


    Two times I died from mold poisoning. One as a prisoner in a dungeon, other in Siberia.


    Burned on stake as a "witch" during medieval times.


    Died as a child from an illness in the late 1800's, had a doctor coming and was in bed for a long time before I died.


    In 1944 I was captured by the Soviets and died in the POW camp, I am not sure how exactly.
     
  12. ZeonChar

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    I died by suicide in Germany at the end of WWII rather than letting myself be captured or killed by the Russians.
     
  13. Astrolabe

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    last lifetime - scuba diving, nitrogen poisoning from malfunctioning oxygen tank, I fell asleep and then drowned. I just remember panicking because I realized what was happening and then just gently falling asleep...I didn't feel a thing.


    ancient Egypt - that memory is blocked but I'm pretty sure it was the most violent, as I was running for my life. It's likely I was killed with swords.


    WWI - mustard gas poisoning (when I was six and had eye surgery I thought they were trying to kill me with the same gas)


    Taiping Rebellion era China - shot in the belly after trying to hide out someplace


    ancient America - fell off a cliff in at least one lifetime


    I'm probably not remembering any of the peaceful ones...it's just the traumatic ones that stand out for the most part.
     
  14. Agathe

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    Past life deaths


    I recall a few of my past life deaths, which were mostly violent. In one of my lives, in the early 7th century B.C., I had arranged to murder a general with a few disloyal members of his army. We killed him right as he was engaging into battle,which proved fatal to a part of his army. Later we were caught by reinforcements, my "complices" were killed on the spot and I was spared (only because I was not from their city-state). I was then imprisoned for a few days before being executed. In another life, at the very beginning of the Peloponnisian war, I died at 17 in a small skirmish against Spartan allies. I was in the first rank in a small,quickly formed phalanx. I don't know what exactly happened, but in the end I was on the ground, bleeding badly from the neck, I couldn't breathe well (broken bones in my throat were obstructing my breathing), two of my friends came next to me, layed me carefully on a stretcher, one of them was weeping the other one looked about to break. Then of one the leaders of the hastily formed phalanx came beside me, told me I had fought well but he regretted that I wouldn't live much longer. In the next life, I died during a naval battle at the end of the Peloponnisian war (I was rather young). I was captured by spartans, and chained to their mast. I don't know why they took me as prisoner, but when they were done with me, the spartan Triarch (a high ranked man, commander of a few ships), came towards me with his sword and attempted to slice through my skull. The first time it didn't really work, however at the second time it did and I died almost instantly. In another life, this time as a farm boy (of 13-14,in a small village/town allied to Athens), I had ventured with my father into the forest for an unknown reason. I believe I went to far away from him and ran face to face with a spartan hoplite (who was on guard duty). When he saw me, he had already his sword out. He pointed it straight at me and advanced slowly. I was first startled, and took a few steps back. Then I ran to the slope of the hill (heavily wooden) and tripped. I looked behind me quickly, the spartan had stopped and was observing me. I then stood up and ran as fast as I could, the spartan behind me. He then got hold of me and made me advance back up the hill to his "post". When we got there, I don't what he did with me, but later on, I remember my father was present,on his knees, asking the spartan to free me. This got on his nerves, he then grabbed me and pressed the cold blade against my throat. He shouted something at my father, who started to curse at him. Then the spartan put the cutting edge of his blade onto my throat, made a last proposition to my father, who refused,then he killed me. He let me drop on the ground, half-dead, gushes of blood spilling out of my throat. He stepped aside and my father came besides me and weeped, cursing at the spartan.


    In another life time, I was a spartan commander (head of file) during the Spartan and the early Theban Hegemony. I went to battle against the Thebans, who overpowered us and broke our phalanx. I don't know how, but some Theban Hippeis (horsemen) dragged me out of the battle into the countryside. While they did this, they mocked me with talk of Spartan strength and invulnerability. They then evoked (to toy with me) the spartan law "with your shield or on it" (which means come back with your shield victorious or die on it), and of course, I didn't have it, which ment I could never return to Sparta. After stretching my arms out for a while (which was extremely painful), they then suddenly let go and laughed. They left me there, on the ground, a broken man. I waited for them to be out of sight and took my life.
     
  15. TheGagagirl1234

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    I think that I've had two past lives - one in either France or Germany where I died in a concentration camp (I think). I was a father to two children, and I lost my lttile girl during arrival to the camp. The Nazis slapped her and took her away from me to an unknown place. I've always hated the sound of screaming small children and now I know why. I'm still bothered by it sometimes, but not much anymore. I can handle it much easier now.


    I also think that I've had a past life in my own country in the 16th or 17th century. I was very poor and I lived in a very small house. I only got food by hunting animals. One day I shot a man by accident and I was arrested. I tried to explain my friends that it was an accident, but they didn't believe me and then they left me. I got the death penalty and I died by hanging. No wonder I can't make friends in this life! All these memories came to me in dreams, but I still haven't figured out why I have an irrational fear of getting drunk, even though I barely have tasted alcohol.
     
  16. Agathe

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    Past life deaths


    I recall a few of my past life deaths, which were mostly violent. In one of my lives, in the early 7th century B.C., I had arranged to murder a general with a few disloyal members of his army. We killed him right as he was engaging into battle,which was fatal to a part of his army. Later we were caught by reinforcements, my "complices" were killed on the spot and I was spared (only because I was not from their city-state). I was then imprisoned for a few days before being executed. In another life, at the very beginning of the Peloponnisian war, I died at 17 in a small skirmish against Spartan allies. I was in the first rank in a small,quickly formed phalanx. I don't know what exactly happened, but in the end I was on the ground, bleeding badly from the neck, I couldn't breathe well (broken bones in my throat were obstructing my breathing), two of my friends came next to me, layed me carefully on a stretcher, one of them was weeping the other one looked about to break. Then of one the leaders of the hastily formed phalanx came beside me, told me I had fought well but he regretted that I wouldn't live much longer. In the next life, I died during a naval battle at the end of the Peloponnisian war (I was rather young). I was captured by spartans, and chained to their mast. I don't know why they took me as prisoner, but when they were done with me, the spartan Triarch (a high ranked man, commander of a few ships), came towards me with his sword and attempted to slice through my skull. The first time it didn't really work, however at the second time it did and I died almost instantly. In another life, this time as a farm boy (of 13-14,in a small village/town allied to Athens), I had ventured with my father into the forest for an unknown reason. I believe I went to far away from him and ran face to face with a spartan hoplite (who was on guard duty). When he saw me, he had already his sword out. He pointed it straight at me and advanced slowly. I was first startled, and took a few steps back. Then I ran to the slope of the hill (heavily wooden) and tripped. I looked behind me quickly, the spartan had stopped and was observing me. I then stood up and ran as fast as I could, the spartan behind me. He then got hold of me and made me advance back up the hill to his "post". When we got there, I don't what he did with me, but later on, I remember my father was present,on his knees, asking the spartan to free me. This got on his nerves, he then grabbed me and pressed the cold blade against my throat. He shouted something at my father, who started to curse at him. Then the spartan put the cutting edge of his sword on my throat, made a last proposition to my father, who refused,then he killed me. He let me drop on the ground, half-dead, gushes of blood spilling out of my throat. He stepped aside and my father came besides me and weeped, cursing at the spartan.


    In another life time, I was a spartan commander (head of file) during the Spartan and the early Theban Hegemony. I went to battle against the Thebans, who overpowered us and broke our phalanx. I don't know how, but some Theban Hippeis (horsemen) dragged me out of the battle into the countryside. While they did this, they mocked me with talk of Spartan strength and invulnerability. They then evoked (to toy with me) the spartan law "with your shield or on it" (which means come back with your shield victorious or die on it), and of course, I had lost mine, which ment I could never return to Sparta. After stretching my arms out for a while (which was extremely painful), the Hippeis suddenly let go and laughed. They left me there, on the ground, a broken man. I waited for them to be out of sight and took my life.
     
  17. Alkibiades_S

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    Since I've just started experiencing memories, I don't know much of my past lives deaths. I only know about one of them.


    I was 16 or 17, in Ancient Greece,contemplating suicide on the edge of a small cliff, that gave onto a forest. I jumped off, believing I would fall to my death, which I unfortunately didn't. Instead, I broke all the bones in my body and layed there for a few hours. Then as I started dying, one of my friends, who had been searching for me, found me. He tried to help but it was too late. He stayed at my side as I was dying.
     
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    My immediate past life I died after giving birth. Before that by artillery in WW1as a British soldier. Most of the memories I have of are dying young. Starting with my last life I decided to try something different and start a family, grow old. I'm beginning to question that decision, it's terribly boring and overated.
     
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    In my last lifetime I smoked myself to death (I was 60s ish at the time, and male). But when I tried guided self-regression I was unable to tell whether I literally fell asleep in bed smoking or whether it was cancer. Didn't see it, just got the answer.


    In this lifetime (despite occasional bizarre cravings) I have never picked up a cigarette.
     
  20. Agathe

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    In one of my past lives, I died by public execution(yet I don't know the details) a few days after being captured for inciting a mutiny in a foreign city.


    I know that in laters lives I was killed maybe once or twice on a beach. I am at least sure that I died in the aftermath of a small battle on a beach, against the spartans or their allies, due to a severe injury in the throat.


    I have died by suicide a few times and I was surely poisoned at least once.
     

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