Same family reincarnation

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  1. plattimer

    plattimer New Member

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    On October 17, 1989, gave birth to a beautiful-but ill-little boy.
    His nickname was Jay, and he was diagnosed as having cystic fibrosis. Jay had two older sisters from that same marriage, as well. As he grew into a slender blonde-haired boy, he was full of insight, wisdom, and spirituality that was beyond his young years. He was always interested in what happened to the spirit after death-and about Heaven, God, and religion. We never
    knew what to expect from Jay-as he was so intelligent. He learned to write when he was newly three years old, and was capable of working most of the medical machines needed to aid in his daily life.

    Jay had a strong fascination with "(Mighty Morphin) Power Rangers" and the "Teenaged Mutant Ninja Turtles"-things that were highly popular in the 90's, but aren't so popular today. We bought Jay every single toy ever made from these shows, and he collected them like gold coins. Jay and I had our own special bond-having little nicknames for eachother and little sayings that only he and I said to one another, such as "You're my guy!", "My sweet baboo," and Jay used to call me "Honey" when he wanted something.

    On November 20, 1995, Jay lost his battle with CF. He was only 6 years old. He was such a young boy with an old soul. Moments after his death, as I sat on Jay's bed next to my little boy, I leaned over his face and kissed his forehead and whispered, "If you love me, come back to your Honey." I was heartbroken.
    We held his funeral three days later.

    Fast forward through a divorce with Jay's father and later remarrying another man.

    My new husband and I welcomed the birth of our daughter in 1998. Then in 2001, I gave birth to a baby boy-named after his father (Damon Jeston), and nicknamed DJ. At birth, DJ had a head full of blonde hair. My two older daughters both had dark
    brown hair, and our little daughter also had dark brown hair. Both my husband and I have dark brown hair, as well. DJ is the only blonde in our family. This caused many people to make comments about DJ looking very much like Jay-but I simply chalked it up to the hair color. But something was
    different.

    DJ and I shared/still share a very close bond. When he was
    about 10 months old-about the time he would start saying, "Ma-ma", DJ started calling me "Honey". He refused to call me "Mama", and only called me "Honey" until he was about 3 years old. People thought that it was cute, but I was scared. I never mentioned the connection, and I never influenced DJ's words. He finally started calling me "Mom" after he was 3 yrs. old.

    When he first turned 3, he began saying things to me that Jay used to say, such as our special phrases, out of nowhere. It sometimes gets to be heartbreaking, especially since DJ looks hauntingly similar to Jay in appearance. But remember, that Jay and DJ have two different fathers.

    The mannerisms are identical, the body build is the same, the favorite foods are the same, and when DJ was only 2 yrs. old, he walked into my bedroom to find me looking through the huge chest of items that belonged to Jay. DJ walked over to it and pulled out two large Power Ranger stuffed toys and said, "Hey! These are MY Power Rangers!"-as if I had stolen them. When he was newly 3 yrs. old, he asked me if he could look into that same chest at the items. I allowed it, and this time, he pulled out a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle action figure and said, "I was wondering where that was." When I asked him if he knew what it was, he said, "Yes, Mom, that's my Ninja Turtle toy."

    DJ has never watched Powers Rangers or TM Ninja Turtles, or owned any of those products. He had no reason to know who or what these toys were. He had never been exposed to these shows or toys-mainly because it hurt me to see them.

    DJ is almost 4 years old (February 2005). I've seen how DJ is just like Jay, but couldn't talk about it to anyone-for members of my family aren't willing to discuss the issue. I still don't know what to think, which is why I am submitting this for reader opinions.


    Paula

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  2. Moonwick

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    It sounds so crazy!


    Is it possible, or rather likely, that my child was once my grandmother?


    The day she was born I remember looking into her eyes and thinking I knew her before..She didn't come into the world screaming, she simply looked at me with the squinted eyes of a newborn as if checking me out..Like she wanted to see where she had "landed"..I assume she was content with the results because she never once cried, she simply fell asleep in my arms... The next 9 years have been very different from that day.


    Over the years she has become more and more like my grandma.. As a small child (12-18 months) she would "grunt" when pulled away from a task or told no..My grandmother was a "grunter" (my daughter still is)...She had (still has) a horrible temper when denied the chance of having things her way (like grandma)..One day when she was about 2, and I had had a horrid day of dealing with her temper, I said (under my breath mind you) "Can it little Hazel" (Hazel was my grandmothers name) and she turned to look at me with fire in her eyes as if saying "I am Hazel and I won't!" I won't lie, the look she gave me sent chills down my spine..I was seeing my grandmother and her temper in that stare.


    As the years have passed shes become just like my grandmother..Allergies, food likes and dislikes, poor vision and glasses..She looks like her, talks like her, acts like her and knows her yet had never met her.. Grandma had been "gone" for over 4 years before she was born.


    My father, who will tell you that reincarnation is a bunch of crap, has said on more then one occassion "It's like living with your grandmother all over again" ..He sees his own mother in my child...I have had unrelated family members (as in, on my moms side) say "Hows Hazel doing?"...Anyone who knew my grandmother sees her in my child...


    This grunting, cheeto eating, puff's tissue using, half blind, bad tempered, wonderful little girl..Sheesh, I was just thinking, she even pushes her glasses up just like grandma did, with her middle finger!


    Moonwick


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    She actually has said and done some things that have left me questioning... When she was about 4 we were eating shortbread cookies and she looked up from the table and said "remember when the dog ate my shortbread and I got in trouble"...I said "No, when did that happen"...She went on to say that I'd baked her shortbread and used all the sugar and she was mad because the dog ate it before she got home from school so she hurt the dog and got in trouble... Well 1..I've never made shortbread and 2..she had never been to school...I told her I didn't remember and she looked mad..


    Months later (maybe even a year later) my aunt was talking about my grandmother living through the depression and rations..She went on to say that great grams made a shortbread using all the sugar and put it on cooling racks under a bed..The dog ate it and when grandma returned from school she was angry..later in the day they heard the dog barking and yelping..Grandma had put a board over his dog house door and set the straw bedding on fire (The dog was rescued and fine but grandma got quite the whipping)... I asked if she had ever told that story around my daughter...She said she hadn't even remembered it until they found a ration coupon?? in a bunch of great grands things.


    My grandmother was also stabbed by her first husband and carried a scar across her back...My daughter has a birthmark very simular to that scar and in almost the same place..


    Once when she was about 3, after a good snow, she offered to make me snowcream with berries like "we" use to...Yeah, grandma use to but my daughter had never heard of this or had it..


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    It's a bit strange tho think my child was here once before and as a family member! Oddly enough, I loved my grandmother but we were never very close..I am however VERY close with my child..We are joined at the hip so to speak..


    I'll have to do some of the suggested reading..I have lots of questions.. Like, do people choose who they return as? Or their new parents? That in it's self opens up a slew of new questions.. I keep thinking if they choose then maybe my grandmothers "spirit" returned to form a closer bond with me as my child...But, what about all the children who live in fear and pain, all caused by their parents? Surely they wouldn't have chosen that?


    Looks like I have some research and reading to do :)


    Whats funny about my child is thats there soooooo much more to her (and in her) then grandmas "essence"...I have always believed I lived before and have some ideas as to when and where, and over time my child keeps me believing through her own past lives..


    I hope someday she will question who she is in this life and what made her this way..I think she would love the journey should she take it..


    When she was very little she loved books, shows, or anything to do with elephants..She always called them tut-tu..I passed it off as a toddler who couldn't say elephant, but as she grew older (and could say elephant) she continued to call them tut-tu...She now has a collection of about 100 or so elephants..Shes in love with them! Two summers ago she landed a chance to ride one..It was unreal how skilled she seemed to be..She climbed up on her like she had done it a million times, rested her legs behind her giant ears and rubbed her neck while whispering to her..She glowed for weeks afterward....I think this kiddo has been around the block a few times :) (and I'm possitive we have shared lifetimes more then once)


    moonwick


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  5. amina

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    my son was my grandfather


    Greetings to All,


    This is my first posting. I am finally sharing our story after seeing the show on A&E channel earlier today.


    I am a 48 year old mother of a 7 year old boy. My son began telling me when he could first talk, around the age of 1 1/2 - 2 yrs old, that he was my grandfather, and I was his grandaughter. He told me details of where we lived that sounded like a war-torn village. I asked him where my parents were, and did I have brothers and sisters? He said that they had all died. I asked him what we did and whether or not we were happy and had fun together? He said we were very happy together and laughed a lot, and we gardened together, which we have never done in this life together at that point. As he spoke, my mind went to areas of Tibet, and I took this as confirmation of where our village was, since I am very sensitive and trained to trust my own senses/memories/intuitions.


    Perhaps two years later, when he was four, he saw pictures in a book store of the Dalai Lama, and announced to the clerk and to his father (my husband) that this was his teacher. (We had never named or discussed the Dalai Lama in our home at this point). I have since been collecting accounts of the time he spends with his teacher (on the inner planes) and what his teacher tells him when he meditates.


    He began meditating on his own when he was about four. He currently sits every 2-3 weeks in a lotus position, which I have never taught him, for 20-30 minutes. Afterward, he tells me things he saw and learned while meditating. He has told me that he learned to fly, learned how to die, and learned how to float, among other things. He will sometimes awaken from dreaming with lessons that his teacher taught him or messages of his whereabouts.


    A friend then told him about the 17th Karmapa, and my son has said that he is a teacher for him, too. (It was fun to hear a 4 year old pronounce the word "Karmapa")


    He is a deeply calm, joyful, and serene person. Many people we know have told us that they feel blessed by his presence, his gaze, and his loving heart. He is a good student and a musician. He is extremely sensitive and caring. He is also mischeivous, authoratative, and direct, and clear.


    We often wonder if he is a "tulku", or reincarnated Tibetan Lama. In actual fact, the astrologer who did his natal chart was amazed at the lack of work he must do in this life, and firmly stated that he was indeed a Rinpoche in his last lifetime. I don't know if the life in which I was his grandaughter was his last lifetime as well.


    Amina


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    Moonwick,


    You have a wonderful case of reincarnation in the same family. I say this because of all of the factors: not only the similar behaviors, but the statements and the birthmark.


    When you read RETURN FROM HEAVEN, you'll see that birthmarks corresponding to injuries or disease of the deceased occur in these same-family cases of reincarnation. You will also see that the personality, while it is not an exact copy of the previous one, has many similarities, as with your grandmother's/daughter's short temper. Perhaps by knowing that your grandmother is back, you can help her/your daughter overcome her impatience or love away her anger. Maybe that's why she returned to you. (I have a couple of cases similar to this in my book.)


    In RETURN FROM HEAVEN, I also took a stab at responding to the question of whether there is choice in reincarnation. You will see that reincarnation couldn't be a totally random process if we can return to the same family. So I believe that there is choice in some cases.


    We would love to hear more about the similarities between your daughter and your grandmother. Because, as you can see, the truth is in the details.


    I was wondering if you can describe in more detail the stab wound on your grandmother and the birthmark on your daughter. Is the birthmark in the same place as the stab wound on your grandmother's back? Does it have a particular shape or discoloration? I'm wondering how similar they are.


    I also love the story about the shortbread. With remarks like those, it makes your case very convincing.


    Thanks for sharing, and I hope you keep visiting the Forum.


    Carol


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    My Granddaughter used to hold me in her arms when I was a baby.


    My Granddaughter (Ruby) has made several references to ‘when she was big’. She is not quite 3 years old but always insists that she is one year older than she really is. Once I gave her a donut, she took a small bite and gave it back. I asked her if she like donuts and she said, “I liked them when I was big”. Yesterday I was pushing her on her swing and she was being introspective. I reached to push her and she totally floored me with a very simple direct statement. She looked at me and said, “When I was big, I used to hold you in my arms like this”. She lifted her left arm up like she was cradling a baby in one arm. I was too stunned to think of a reply.


    Later I thought of all of the people that could have held me as a baby that also have Ruby’s social graces. (Ever since Ruby was 20 months old she has been making people feel comfortable and special when they are around her. She can go into a room with new kids and within a few minutes she will know every kids name. If anyone new comes into the room Ruby will introduce them to everyone else in the room.) I can not think of anyone that comes close to her social capabilities. My daughter suggested that maybe it wasn’t this life that Ruby knew me.


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    New to forum..proof of past life from age 2 to 6


    I don't know why I feel the need to post this information except that it is still hard for me to believe it's true.


    My Mother, nickname Snowy, passed away March 1997.


    I have never talked about my Mother in front of the children


    because it was too hard to do without crying. I loved my Mother very much.


    Conversations at different ages with my daughter, Cheyrl, born November 1997.


    She was born 8 months after Mother died.


    2 years old


    She said "Call me Snowy, my name is Snowy"....over and over for years.


    3 years old


    Joann and I had visited the cemetery where Mother, her brother and wife (Ann) are all buried.


    When we got home her Dad asked her where we went today. Cheyrl said " We went to see Ann."


    We had not said Aunt Ann's name and JoAnn had sat in the car with the children.


    We had not discuss who was buried at the cemetery.


    4 years old


    My husband had gotten me yellow roses for Valentines Day.


    Cheyrl brought me one of the roses and said "Oh look, this is the same kind of roses you bought me when I died."


    Yes, I had bought yellow roses for my Mother because they were her favorites.


    4 years old


    Cheyrl said "Do you remember when you used to love me?"


    I said, "Cheyrl, you know that I love you right now , why are you saying that?"


    She said "No, I mean when I was Snowy."


    6 years old


    My son said, "People die when they are about 100",


    Cheyrl said "No, that happens when you are 79!"


    I asked her why she said that and she said,


    "it was just in my head."


    My Mother died at age 79 but Cheyrl had never heard us say that.


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