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Childhood Games

Your "tea ceremonies" do sound indicative of a life in Japan. I used to play "Geisha", which is a strange game for an American 9 year-old. Both my daughters had the obsession with horses. It never seems to happen with boys, which makes me think it might not be PL related. Of course, I am often wrong! :) That game occasionally persists to an advanced age. When I was in Middle School, there were two or three girls who stilled played that they were a herd on the school grounds. They were called "the Horses" by everyone else - not in a flattering way.
 
I guess playing "doctor" or "teacher" is a bit generic, but if a child were always playing "surgeon", or pretending the patients had malaria, or something more specific or unusual like that it might be more indicative of a pl? Also, from my own experience: if a child doesn't conceive of it as "play" that might also indicate a deeper involvement. I never "played" doctor - not with friends, not with dolls, what I was doing I kept completely to myself, in my own head. I couldn't have had someone "playing" at being my patient because, though I knew on one level it wasn't "real" in the everyday sense, it was what I was "really" doing. I would never have described it as "play".
 
I think you have a point, Mazal. I think the games need to go beyond visiting the pediatrician for booster shots. An interest in the treatment of malaria, or specialized surgery would be indicative. If you played games that you feel comfortable sharing, we will be happy to listen. If not, that's good, too. :)
 
Now I don't remember much of what games I played when I was a young kid. But being born in Denver, the family was always up camping in the mountains which I loved and would go hiking while the rest of the family went fishing.


But several things is that as a kid, my parents gave me this nice book on Indians which I have to this day. And so as a kid I was into everything 'Indian'. Also I would read 'Archie' comic books at one point. And I onetime saw some toy revolutionary war soldiers advertised. For some reason just had to have them. I seem to have a past life where I was in the Revolutionary War on the American side. In this present life, I have genealogically over 20 various direct revolutionary war ancestors who fought. So go figure!


Now as for relationships, as a really young kid there was a friend up the street in which we would always play together and we would walk to kindergarten and school hand in hand. We played together constantly. Her family later moved away when I was still a young kid and so have never known what become of this person. I personally have thought about this person quite abit thru the years, what became of this person and if there was any past life connection.
 
I've found some of my childhood friends on Ancestry.com. It's a good way to see how their lives turned out without making contact.
 
You can also search the online phone and people directories. If you have never done that I think you will be shocked at how easy it is to find people's addresses, birthdates, income range, etc. It's easier if it's not a common name. With Irish names, for example, there are thousands and thousands with the same name. German names are also plentiful but many were changed in 1917 with different spellings, etc.
 
BriarRose said:
An interest in the treatment of malaria, or specialized surgery would be indicative. If you played games that you feel comfortable sharing, we will be happy to listen. If not, that's good, too. :)
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Nothing as exotic as malaria, I'm afraid! But the system of therapy I was trained in in my pl was quite unusual, based on an ancient Eastern technique, which had the advantage of being distinctively different from anything a child would make up - I never thought you found out what was wrong by listening through stethascopes for instance, or prescribed medicine to make them better. I "knew" everything was done by touch.


As I say, though, it never felt like play. It took me a long, long time to realise that life was over.
 
This is a really interesting topic. After reading some of Dr. Stevenson's cases I tried thinking back on games as a child that could have been something else. Of course I played regular kid games and with regular toys, but this topic reminded me of something that I haven't though about in a long, long time.


Starting in pre-school and well into early grade school I remember when playing with the other kids we would talk about popular cartoons on TV like Transformers (80's). All the kids would run around and mimic these cartoons and play scenes from them. But for me, it seemed actually real. The other kids would leave it on the playground but I remember during this time always feeling a constant sense of dread and worry that the "bad-guy" was coming. I often wondered why none of the adults were concerned when it was so obvious to me that something terrible was coming. My parents bought me a Thundercats play-set with some equipment and a sword and I used to wear the items a lot thinking that I would need to fight when the "bad-guy" came.


It was really nerve-wracking actually to have this constantly on my mind as a kid. Later in life as I got older I realized this battle in my head that I was convinced was coming wasn't real and brushed it off to fantasy.


Reading this post gave me a kind of epiphany though because I hadn't thought about this constant struggle and depression I felt as a kid for a long time and it seems so obvious knowing what I know now that this was related to a past life for me.


I played a lot of GI Joes and war games as a kid that were obviously related because I also liked stuff like My Little Pony and Barbies too.
 
Wow, there are some interesting posts, here. Mazal, can you describe the therapy you performed? Have you ever linked it to a known culture? I have to confess to being fascinated. Did you try it on real people?


ZeonChar, have you any idea who the "bad guys" were, or what time period you lived in? I hope someday children routinely go to past-life councilors like Carol Bowman, so they don't have to live with those fears. I had a few deep fears as a kid, and never told the adults around me.
 
I love this post to. I hope it stays on a while then I ask my family.


I know I had a money box of old out of date coins. I would count them regularly and line them up in rows of ten & would seperate shiney & dull ones. I really enjoyed that game. I have no idea on past life but ended up working in a bank for years & always thought I must have been cut out for it from counting the coins.


Another thing is monopoly. My family refuse to play the game with me. I aim to own as much of the board as possible and like to be the banker. I get annoyed if others can't keep their money & properties tidy.
 
As a kid, I used to sit down with paper and my box of 64 crayola crayons and draw anything. You could ask me to draw something and I would. I never thought of this as being past life related until I used this memory with a Woolger Cd and it jumped me back to the life as a monk in the scriptorium of a monastery back in the 13th/14th century.


Thinking back now, not too many kids that I knew did this with paper and crayons..
 
starrynight said:
I know I had a money box of old out of date coins. I would count them regularly and line them up in rows of ten & would seperate shiney & dull ones. I really enjoyed that game. I have no idea on past life but ended up working in a bank for years & always thought I must have been cut out for it from counting the coins.
Another thing is monopoly. My family refuse to play the game with me. I aim to own as much of the board as possible and like to be the banker. I get annoyed if others can't keep their money & properties tidy.
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Sounds like you were a banker or some kind of business person. Maybe PL therapists should ask people what kind of games they played as kids. This thread is very interesting. As a kid I liked to write. Once tried writing a neighborhood newspaper but my parents told me to stop. Years later a psychic told me one of my past lives was working at a New York newspaper in the mid-1800's.
 
BriarRose said:
ZeonChar, have you any idea who the "bad guys" were, or what time period you lived in? I hope someday children routinely go to past-life councilors like Carol Bowman, so they don't have to live with those fears. I had a few deep fears as a kid, and never told the adults around me.
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Absolutely, the bad guys were the Russians at the end of WWII. I remember such a time of despair and fear there at the end and being mustered up with civilians to defend the cities it's no wonder that carried over into this life. I wish that past life child counselor were a thing so I could have worked through these feelings as a child. I never told any adults either because they wouldn't believe me. It's so unfortunate.


I love some of these other weird childhood habits people had that carried over as well like the banking and with the laundry. I just found out that I had been a banker too at some point. It wasn't my true calling though and I had a somewhat elevated interest in playing bank and being the Monopoly banker as well as a kid, but nothing crazy or extreme.
 
I was German and part of the military/government. I worked on the home front. When the war rolled around I wasn't conscripted probably because of my full-time status. Unfortunately, when things were falling apart around us I went to go fight with civilians and other military personnel to protect our cities.
 
BriarRose said:
Wow, there are some interesting posts, here. Mazal, can you describe the therapy you performed? Have you ever linked it to a known culture? I have to confess to being fascinated. Did you try it on real people?
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Sorry if the response to this is a bit long - also it may be OT, because it all relates to a while after childhood!


So - I didn't know it was a past life thing. When I got a bit older, teenage, I just tried to find ways to tap into what I assumed then was a healing gift. With evangelical Christian friends, I tried healing by "laying on of hands" and also "spiritual healing" and reiki, all of which made sense in terms of the energy flowing through my hands and my fingers, but were also quite frustrating because I knew that I was "meant" to be being more effective. That was the only phase of my life I tried to give healing to "real" people - people I actually know in this life. I still will work with my hands if one of my kids is sick or something, but it's debilitating; I end up very weak, with a mirror of whatever their sickness was. For whatever reason, the ability I once had remains very much blocked. And I can't describe how I used to work - any more than I can describe how to get a particular sound out of the piano by using a particular touch - somehow, a combination of instinct and training just makes you able to do it.


So it's unlikely I would ever have been able to trace the therapy if I hadn't traced the past life. Apparently, it was a technique I developed myself (no wonder I never found it in the books!) developing what I had been taught by a Tibetan teacher who had travelled to Europe. I guess it died with me. Or maybe even before. Have I ever thought of trying to (re)learn the original Tibetan system? Yes - but there's something stopping me, at the moment at least.


I identified the past life very suddenly, after a particularly lucid dream. The fact that some of my patients were "high profile" - royalty, celebrities, government leaders and so on - made me identifiable. Hence, I finally know.
 
Mazal said:
I didn't know it was a past life thing. When I got a bit older, teenage, I just tried to find ways to tap into what I assumed then was a healing gift. With evangelical Christian friends, I tried healing by "laying on of hands" and also "spiritual healing" and reiki, all of which made sense in terms of the energy flowing through my hands and my fingers, but were also quite frustrating because I knew that I was "meant" to be being more effective. That was the only phase of my life I tried to give healing to "real" people - people I actually know in this life. I still will work with my hands if one of my kids is sick or something, but it's debilitating; I end up very weak, with a mirror of whatever their sickness was. For whatever reason, the ability I once had remains very much blocked.
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You are what they call an "Empath". You can search for that. There are also YouTube videos that teach how to use it without being affected by others negative energy. You may want to find someone in your area who can teach you. People that do holistic healing may be a good place to look. Maybe ask people who practice Reiki, etc.?
 
Mazal, I am really impressed. I hope you figure out how to tap into your healing ability proper one day. I suppose it will come to you when the time is right.


I know I had experiences with a Reiki healer in the past and at first was dubious but when I actually felt the waves of energy wash over me, I was completely and utterly stunned and am now a strong believer! The healer was even able to do it from a distance through a picture or over electronic communication!


I hope you find your ability someday.
 
Thanks all for the encouragement. But please don't be impressed - though I am grateful to have had the opportunity to have helped the people I did, my overwhelming memories of that life are of the ways in which I failed!
 
I've been told that when we do our life reviews, we are our own harshest critics. I think that carries over into life for a lot of us.
 
Mazal, now when I was young I was in the evangelical church also and remember all that you are talking about so you are not alone. But I went to the mountain wilds and that was it for the church for my life personally.


And BriarRose, do agree that how often we are our own harshest critics it seems. And this is why I try to focus on just simply 'Enjoying Life'. For Life is too precious and wonderful to just go around in guilt and self criticism all the time.


Wishing Everyone the Best!
 
When I was very small, maybe four years old, I remember playing with my brother and calling him Johnny. This is not his name. And I distinctly remember thinking of us as grown men going to work in a factory. Sometimes I would pretend we were on our lunch break. It's interesting because I have no recollection of any recent male lives, but this memory from childhood makes me think it may have been possible. I do remember having some feelings about early 1900s New York City when I was a kid, and maybe those feelings came from that particular lifetime. Maybe I was a young immigrant. It must have been a short lifetime, because I was back in France as a woman for WWII.


For the first four or five years of my life, I thought of myself as a boy, and was extremely controlling and assertive during playtime. I didn't dress like a boy, but it was in my attitude; and I always called myself "the king" or "the captain" of whatever game I was playing. My mother even has a picture of me playing with some boys at my preschool, bossing them around and pretending I was the captain of a ship. I was standing on a platform above them, shouting orders. And yes, a big ego has been one of my problems throughout my many incarnations.
 
I think we're finding out how much our childhood games can tell us, seagreen. Did anyone in your family go to work with a lunchbox, like the game you describe? I'm asking because my father did. He worked in the Aerospace industry. I didn't play that game, even though I had a real life model for it, so if you didn't have that example, your game could be a strong clue.
 
Hey there, BriarRose. That's a good point about our possibly mimicking family members. My dad worked in retail, and I know he never carried a lunchbox to work. I think he usually bought lunch at work. My grandfather was a truckdriver and worked overnight. So, as far as I can remember, I don't think I was copying any of my male relatives. This little pretend game didn't last very long, but I remember it clearly. Maybe it really was based on a past life together.
 
argonne1918 said:
Sounds like you were a banker or some kind of business person. Maybe PL therapists should ask people what kind of games they played as kids. This thread is very interesting. As a kid I liked to write. Once tried writing a neighborhood newspaper but my parents told me to stop. Years later a psychic told me one of my past lives was working at a New York newspaper in the mid-1800's.
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I like this & have sort of similar. I think my last life I used to write childrens books & it was the thing I wanted to do when I was at primary school.


The banker/business person is so different to the lives I've so far remembered but I am good with budgets and spent years in sales. I was never bothered about the money I just enjoyed working the figures out.


I think it must be a male life & am only just tuning into them
 
Did you have a wringer washer? I remember helping my mother put clothes through the wringer. You had to be careful not to get your hand caught in the wringers. At age 6 or 7 I was repairing broken clothes pins that I found on the ground.
 
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