Hello everyone. I'm new to the forum, never read anything by this Carol Bowman person, but I wanted to offer my experiences and see what parallels others can draw. From early childhood I experienced dreams, flashbacks and memories that could not possibly have had basis in my current life. Many are garbled experiences with details that don't add up to much, there is no way for me to provide places or times.. Others are a bit more concrete and can be placed in time. In example, I have a strong emotional memory of living with a small family group, in a stormy coastal cliff area. My memories of that time are of following my family through the scrub and bushes that grew along the cliff edges. I dont remember how we were dressed. It could be at any point in human history. But I remember a feeling of fear and vertigo, and constant discomfort. But I remember the absolute faith I had in that familial group. In another example, I remember being a proud French cavalry officer in the late 18th/early 19th century. I remember clearly the style of uniform I wore and the pride with which I wore it, as well as the architecture around me. I remember taking part in lots of displays and drills, but also attending social functions. I felt quite out of place at the dances and banquets, though flattered to be there. During what seems to be the later 19th century I seem to remember being some rich, self-important toff, attending meetings in stuffy, old buildings in london. The smell of cooked meat and stale beer come to mind. I once had a powerful feeling of de-ja-vu in this current life when, as a child, I was taken by my father to central london. The victorian train stations and old stone civic buildings were a trigger. There are others I could share, I just wanted to bring some to the table. I have a friend in India who shares my belief that when first we met in this life, it was not the first time we had met. But that's another, longer story.