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I always saw the astral realm as being layered. When you go down the layers, it gets progressively more dark and scary. The beings that live down there aren't the ones you want to mess with.

The further up you go, the more light there is.
when I remember being trapped as a ghost ( having died in the 1920's ) it was as if I was in some fog and it was cold, I was cold from the within ( then again I drowned so perhaps I thought that was where the cold came from ). I was frighten. I think I was aware of things, bad things, within the fog, but in my memories I never saw anything, anyone. Once I read that one ghost does not have the ability to see the other ghost, and now I understand -- even if that sounds so strange -- how that could be. So anyway, that was the place I went to.

Not so long ago in a dream I was suddenly seeing, communicating with my past life ex husband from a life in the 1950's. In real life I knew he was alive. But in my dream it was as if I knew he had just died. He did not go that that foggy-place I had gone to in another previous life further back. He wasn't so much in the higher realms with beautiful colors, it was more of buildings and street being very much in order. When we were married he was a control-freak ( sorry, he had good things about him too ) and that meant he wanted things in order at home. His clothes were always perfect. The slightest mess on his shirt or shrink or anything and he would go and change it. Just now I have been thinking perhaps it was only natural that his spirit was pulled to this kind of realm where everything looked to be in order. When I woke up I later found out he had passed away about the time I had had the dream. He had been concern for me in the dream. He seemed to see me as my current self but also as my old self, hard to explain, but it was as if he knew I was asleep. How bizarre that I should go and visit him in my sleep when he had just died, wonder what that was all about. The place he was in was not too dark and not too light either. Then again could have just been like that in a dream, perhaps that world is not "real" even over there.

Maybe one end up where ones personality or emotions are at when you die and then one move from there, higher up ? "up where we belong" as they say in the song ;)

/Jaimie
 
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when I remember being trapped as a ghost ( having died in the 1920's ) it was as if I was in some fog and it was cold, I was cold from the within ( then again I drowned so perhaps I thought that was where the cold came from ). I was frighten. I think I was aware of things, bad things, within the fog, but in my memories I never saw anything, anyone. Once I read that one ghost does not have the ability to see the other ghost, and now I understand -- even if that sounds so strange -- how that could be. So anyway, that was the place I went to.

Maybe one end up where ones personality or emotions are at when you die and then one move from there, higher up ? "up where we belong" as they say in the song ;)

/Jaimie

If you were a ghost, you weren't really in the astral realm, at least not fully. Being a ghost is like a foggy halfway point between our physical reality and the astral realm.

From what I can tell, when you cross over for real, you can essentially create your own reality, but the astral realm is a vast place where anything can happen.
 
If you were a ghost, you weren't really in the astral realm, at least not fully. Being a ghost is like a foggy halfway point between our physical reality and the astral realm.

From what I can tell, when you cross over for real, you can essentially create your own reality, but the astral realm is a vast place where anything can happen.
Thank you for the input, I have always wondered where she was exactly , I could not understand how she could see "her man" and everything else on earth as she was following him around so clear but the way you explain it it makes sense that she was in the between reality and the astral realm. It was foggy ! Beat London fog !

/Jaimie
 
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