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Does the lesson skip a life or lives ?

Jaimie

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Hi, everyone !

I wonder if anyone has experienced what can be looked upon as a lesson to learn in one past life and then one see it in yet another, being pretty much the same, sometimes tougher, sometimes "kinder"... How does one know when the lesson is learned ? Does it only stop when everyone who was in the situation learned the lesson or does it stop when me myself has learned the lesson ? Maybe it is different from one case to another ?

Please do share your knowledge, experience about this : )


In my cases I see a repeated pattern with arranged marriages, sensitive subject of pregnancy, and mental institutions. :eek:

So far I have only experienced in my current life the sensitive subject of pregnancy and not the other 2.

/Jaimie
 
Hello, Jaimie.

I have had a recurring pattern in my past lives as well. I am not certain if this is a lesson that I am supposed to learn or a behavior I am supposed to break. It could simply be that, with the way that my personality is and the similar sorts of lifetimes I have had in the past, similar situations are bound to occur.

My pattern is a tendency to get myself killed off. Usually by those I trust.

In past lives, I have often been in or near to positions of power. This could be anything from a minor aristocrat to a well-known general, but it often meant that I was to some degree within the political sphere. However, I have never had the correct type of personality to thrive for long in such an environment. When I would speak to someone, I would say what I thought. Wherever I was, I would act how I wished. I did not care much for social expectations. As long as I was doing my job properly, people would just have to deal with my actual personality instead of some stuffy facade like they all used themselves. There were times when I would go through the social rituals, to put on a good face, but it was generally known that this was not always the case. This can be refreshing to some people, or incredibly annoying to others. And it leaves no expectation that I was holding onto information that I could use to leverage in the political game. I was also incredibly trusting. I have never seen a reason to manipulate others, and thus expected that when people told me something, it was the truth. And because of this, I would often trust those I worked with/for wholeheartedly. I was naive. These two factors led to a certain sort of weakness in those positions. When my usefulness had run its course, people would often try to get rid of me. They thought they could manage it because I would never see it coming. And they could replace me with someone who had a less abrasive attitude that would not complain about being used. Thus, I have experienced assassins, arrest warrants, exiles, maroonings, and murders. And every death I have relived, I would look back and wish that I had kept a lower profile, that I had lived a quiet life where I stayed out of the limelight and just had a quiet family somewhere.

So what I have learned through my past lives is that I have made one of two mistakes: either I have been too honest with people and should not expect honesty in return, or I have not spent enough time dodging the spotlight. That is why in this life I stay out of the public eye, choose to have the quiet life my past selves regret missing, then any caustic bits of my personality will only result in fallings out, not a tragic downfall. This is also why I mind what I say to people and occasionally trip over myself to make sure I have not caused offense: a few off-comments have cost me much. So far, I have only had people who do not have the resources or moxie to do away with me decide they have had enough of me in this life. I am not aware of any lifetimes where I did not trust the wrong person and pay dearly for it, so I am hoping that this will be the first.

Whether this was a change that I was supposed to go through or just a byproduct of my experiences, it has taken millennia to arrive at this realization, so I might as well see if things change from here.
 
Hello, Jaimie.

I have had a recurring pattern in my past lives as well. I am not certain if this is a lesson that I am supposed to learn or a behavior I am supposed to break. It could simply be that, with the way that my personality is and the similar sorts of lifetimes I have had in the past, similar situations are bound to occur.

My pattern is a tendency to get myself killed off. Usually by those I trust.

In past lives, I have often been in or near to positions of power. This could be anything from a minor aristocrat to a well-known general, but it often meant that I was to some degree within the political sphere. However, I have never had the correct type of personality to thrive for long in such an environment. When I would speak to someone, I would say what I thought. Wherever I was, I would act how I wished. I did not care much for social expectations. As long as I was doing my job properly, people would just have to deal with my actual personality instead of some stuffy facade like they all used themselves. There were times when I would go through the social rituals, to put on a good face, but it was generally known that this was not always the case. This can be refreshing to some people, or incredibly annoying to others. And it leaves no expectation that I was holding onto information that I could use to leverage in the political game. I was also incredibly trusting. I have never seen a reason to manipulate others, and thus expected that when people told me something, it was the truth. And because of this, I would often trust those I worked with/for wholeheartedly. I was naive. These two factors led to a certain sort of weakness in those positions. When my usefulness had run its course, people would often try to get rid of me. They thought they could manage it because I would never see it coming. And they could replace me with someone who had a less abrasive attitude that would not complain about being used. Thus, I have experienced assassins, arrest warrants, exiles, maroonings, and murders. And every death I have relived, I would look back and wish that I had kept a lower profile, that I had lived a quiet life where I stayed out of the limelight and just had a quiet family somewhere.

So what I have learned through my past lives is that I have made one of two mistakes: either I have been too honest with people and should not expect honesty in return, or I have not spent enough time dodging the spotlight. That is why in this life I stay out of the public eye, choose to have the quiet life my past selves regret missing, then any caustic bits of my personality will only result in fallings out, not a tragic downfall. This is also why I mind what I say to people and occasionally trip over myself to make sure I have not caused offense: a few off-comments have cost me much. So far, I have only had people who do not have the resources or moxie to do away with me decide they have had enough of me in this life. I am not aware of any lifetimes where I did not trust the wrong person and pay dearly for it, so I am hoping that this will be the first.

Whether this was a change that I was supposed to go through or just a byproduct of my experiences, it has taken millennia to arrive at this realization, so I might as well see if things change from here.
Hi, interesting to read, thank you for posting : )

They must have really been afraid of you. I admire how honest you have been.

I think too that a lot of people play a lot of games, I can imagine that especially going on a lot in the world that you describe having been a part of.

It is a fascinating thought that you bring to the table that it could be one's own behavior, thinking, that bring in the same situation over and over again. I think to some extent it could have been that ( given my own personality ), but I have been shocked that the same weird situation keep appearing itself, almost as if it has a life on it's own, without my doing, or so I have thought, but could be wrong.

/Jaimie
 
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It could also be that the people around you are staying the same and you are a repeat victim of their behavior.

The same soul has made passes at killing me in multiple lives. This could be because I angered them multiple times or because they need to learn not to take me so seriously.

I do not know if we can ever find out the reason why something is the way that it is (assuming there is a reason). The best we can do is look for ways that we can improve and not stress about it. I would just look back at what you know and ask if there is anything in your own behavior that may be causing it or anything you can change that might help you to avoid similar situations in the future.
 
It could also be that the people around you are staying the same and you are a repeat victim of their behavior.

The same soul has made passes at killing me in multiple lives. This could be because I angered them multiple times or because they need to learn not to take me so seriously.

I do not know if we can ever find out the reason why something is the way that it is (assuming there is a reason). The best we can do is look for ways that we can improve and not stress about it. I would just look back at what you know and ask if there is anything in your own behavior that may be causing it or anything you can change that might help you to avoid similar situations in the future.
Thank you, wise words I think. Terrible to have one and the same go after you like that : (

In the 1870's and the 1950's-60's - 2 pl - similar situation came about which I still today can't really phantom.

In the 1870's I was a young woman from upper class who wanted out of an engagement, but ended up in hospital (although I can't say anything was wrong with me), til he came and we reconciled and were married. I was afraid of him and I was right. He would use violence on me in the future. Then later on I got memories of having been at a mental institute. I think he took me there.

In that life I was sacrificed because of superficial honor, of avoiding scandal, and the threat if I did not do as I was told - to get married - I would be a patient, be locked away, that there would be something wrong with me.

So then one might think OK that happened in the 1870's - that can't happen again. Right?

Only it has. In the other life, 1950's-60's period, I was heartbroken, pregnant with my ex baby, early on. Did not show. He was a struggling actor and on his way to stardom. We were out in Hollywood. A place I wanted out of ( I am aware that people want to be in Hollywood, and I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but in my memories all I really wanted was to get out of there. I felt very much trapped, the feeling that hit me the most is that I was not in control, I did not own my own life. My current entire life I have fought for this - to own my own life and not let other people ever take that right away from me ).

Before anyone knew what was going on I was to be engaged to another man, an arranged marriage. I have several memories of trying to get out of this situation, meanwhile I am aware that my ex was hurt and angry, and I thought he would never forgive me for this. The pregnancy ( with my ex ) was turned against me. I was warned that I would be admitted to a mental hospital. That I was bad. I thought if that happen I would loose control, I would loose the right to my baby and because I was not married to my ex there was nothing he would be able to do about it.

I was afraid. I was also afraid of his career which I knew was so important to him. Everything ended in a bad way. I did was I was told. I got married to the other man. I tried to change. I even tried to tell myself I did my ex a favor. He had one moment been all for marrying me in our past, the next hesitated and one time when I felt we were treated badly as a couple I urged him to elope, but he refused which hurt me. It made me feel as if I loved him more. I carried this feeling with me. It was my truth, but as it turned out it wasn't his.

I would say that I was sacrificed in that life as well. On top of everything I started to bleed, miscarriage.

/Jaimie
 
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I am sorry this happened to you.

I would not worry about being institutionalized if I were you. If memory serves, calling a woman "hysterical" and locking her away was a favorite method of getting rid of headstrong or other unwanted women back in the day. I doubt anyone will do such a thing today.
 
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