Dear Friends,
I am new to this group, searching for souls who have felt the same thing I have and know what I am talking about. I guess if one has not experienced the intense emotional memory of a past life it is hard to understand what it is like.
If anyone can relate to this, please tell me.
I need someone who understands what I am talking about.
First of all, I am a Swedish American working singer and actor. I have a steady job in a German opera house. I am happily married man living in a beautiful house and I have a 16 year old daughter. I am clearly blessed.
How I found out who I was in two previous lives of mine I will spare you. I will only say that, as always, the signs were so remarkable that I was flabbergasted. The deeper I go into this, the clearer the picture becomes. What really is deep is that the emotions and attachments to the people I knew and lost tragically back then have returned and that multiple memories have come back that have been proven true in historical record. Places I remember that look just like remember them. Needless to say, although I am very happy in my current life, it engulfs me. My wife knows the story. Friends know it. A Buddhist buddy of mine knows it. But very few can actually fathom how deep this touches my soul. I am proud to know who I was and deeply honor the woman I loved back then and can proudly say that she is my guardian angel today. After I was lynched on a Swedish courtyard in 1810, I died 17 years after her, she swore to save my soul.
In a previous life, I was Count Axel von Fersen and my twin flame was Queen Marie Antoinette. I really was her only friend and her lover. The only one she could trust. Really the only one. I spent hours and hours just listening to her worries and how she suffered under the lies that were told about her. I knew the Dahlia and Wisteria were her favorite flowers and that we danced the minuet together. Her favorite bird, the crane, landed on a neighbour's roof, watching me during breakfast after my first big awakening. I had distinct memories of the garden of Petit Trianon without ever having seen a photo of it.
I have so many pre- and post-French Revolution recollections about this. I tried to save her twice and failed twice. She keeps telling me now that her love for me goes directly to my family. That love is all we are. I keep getting info from the other side who of my dear ones were what in that life. My father in law was a revolutionary who hated Marie until her execution, regretting it after her death. My wife was my sister back then. My current daughter was Marie's and my unofficial daughter Marie Therése back then. So, naturally, Marie Antoinette is protecting us. My daughter is the reincarnation of her disabled firstborn back before the revolution.
We were three aristocrats back then, the Swedish king Gustav, me (Axel) and Marie. Three thirty somethings enjoying each other's company before all hell broke loose.
I was back in Versailles and in Petit Trianon this summer. When I saw the garden of my dear Marie's Petit Trianon, I wept like a baby.
I am happy, sad, high, low, sane, nuts, all at the same time. I want to talk to these souls and know they hear me. But I can't see them. I am not bound to this body. The signs, memories and awakenings I have had are marvelous but confusing.
This goes beyond my physical understanding.
To me, it's a huge big deal.
It would help if anyone could relate or give me advice what to do.
Do I contact a regression therapist, a medium that contacts Marie or what? Since I went back to the Trianon, it has gotten way more intense. It is super cool, but I no longer feel attached to this world.
Can anyone relate to this or has anyone has similar past life memories?
Thankfully and lightfully,
Charles
I am new to this group, searching for souls who have felt the same thing I have and know what I am talking about. I guess if one has not experienced the intense emotional memory of a past life it is hard to understand what it is like.
If anyone can relate to this, please tell me.
I need someone who understands what I am talking about.
First of all, I am a Swedish American working singer and actor. I have a steady job in a German opera house. I am happily married man living in a beautiful house and I have a 16 year old daughter. I am clearly blessed.
How I found out who I was in two previous lives of mine I will spare you. I will only say that, as always, the signs were so remarkable that I was flabbergasted. The deeper I go into this, the clearer the picture becomes. What really is deep is that the emotions and attachments to the people I knew and lost tragically back then have returned and that multiple memories have come back that have been proven true in historical record. Places I remember that look just like remember them. Needless to say, although I am very happy in my current life, it engulfs me. My wife knows the story. Friends know it. A Buddhist buddy of mine knows it. But very few can actually fathom how deep this touches my soul. I am proud to know who I was and deeply honor the woman I loved back then and can proudly say that she is my guardian angel today. After I was lynched on a Swedish courtyard in 1810, I died 17 years after her, she swore to save my soul.
In a previous life, I was Count Axel von Fersen and my twin flame was Queen Marie Antoinette. I really was her only friend and her lover. The only one she could trust. Really the only one. I spent hours and hours just listening to her worries and how she suffered under the lies that were told about her. I knew the Dahlia and Wisteria were her favorite flowers and that we danced the minuet together. Her favorite bird, the crane, landed on a neighbour's roof, watching me during breakfast after my first big awakening. I had distinct memories of the garden of Petit Trianon without ever having seen a photo of it.
I have so many pre- and post-French Revolution recollections about this. I tried to save her twice and failed twice. She keeps telling me now that her love for me goes directly to my family. That love is all we are. I keep getting info from the other side who of my dear ones were what in that life. My father in law was a revolutionary who hated Marie until her execution, regretting it after her death. My wife was my sister back then. My current daughter was Marie's and my unofficial daughter Marie Therése back then. So, naturally, Marie Antoinette is protecting us. My daughter is the reincarnation of her disabled firstborn back before the revolution.
We were three aristocrats back then, the Swedish king Gustav, me (Axel) and Marie. Three thirty somethings enjoying each other's company before all hell broke loose.
I was back in Versailles and in Petit Trianon this summer. When I saw the garden of my dear Marie's Petit Trianon, I wept like a baby.
I am happy, sad, high, low, sane, nuts, all at the same time. I want to talk to these souls and know they hear me. But I can't see them. I am not bound to this body. The signs, memories and awakenings I have had are marvelous but confusing.
This goes beyond my physical understanding.
To me, it's a huge big deal.
It would help if anyone could relate or give me advice what to do.
Do I contact a regression therapist, a medium that contacts Marie or what? Since I went back to the Trianon, it has gotten way more intense. It is super cool, but I no longer feel attached to this world.
Can anyone relate to this or has anyone has similar past life memories?
Thankfully and lightfully,
Charles