I knew him

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  1. bluedor

    bluedor Senior Registered

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    First and foremost writing this has been one of the hardest things for me to do to date. Opening up isn't my strongest suit. Thank you for anyone who takes time to read this (it is lengthy), feedback is always welcomed as I am still very new to all of this.

    I'll start by saying I was raised in a home where reincarnation and/or past lives was considered outrageous and impossible (but I've always been the rule breaker of the family). I was forced to grow up fast which was caused by a multitude of family problems. Throughout my childhood and even to this day I've always been told I have such an 'old soul' with a 'warrior type spirit'. Along with this, I have always felt a strong pull to the WWII era from a young age (7 to be exact) and have always had intensely vivid dreams. I had no knowledge of WWII or the things that happened until late elementary/early middle school and yet when the time came to learn about it- somehow I knew most of the facts and found a sense familiarity in the lessons. Time passed. High school came and went. U.S. history classes were a total breeze for me. I never had to study- even world history which is typically considered to be a little more challenging. My parents blamed it on my dad, saying he was a natural at it as well. I thought it was as simple as that.

    Flash forward a handful of years later to earlier this year, life had became pretty mundane. My line of work had nearly taken over my entire life (although very blessed and thankful for the opportunity to be where I'm at) and what little social life I had I was usually too tired to entertain anyways. The very first moment I had saw him was during an awards ceremony. A slight click of familiarity resignated but I quickly dismissed it thinking it was probably from a film I had seen him in or on social media somewhere. A month later my friend asked for help on project- low and behold he's the center of this project. I think nothing of it and agree to help.

    A week later, I had a dream I was in WWII. It was extremely vivid and so intense I yelled myself awake. After that everything seemed to have a domino effect. The more I helped my friend with her project involving this guy, the more I experienced intense deja vu's. I'm talking 3-4x a day. When I watched this guy's films (somewhat to help with the project and somewhat out of curiosity) I knew the lines to the movies- I knew his parts as if I had been there myself. And yet I had never, not once, ever seen any of these films. Ever. Which oddly enough one role was someone in WWII. At this point I was in a state of denial. What the hell was happening to me was a question I probably asked myself 20x a day. I had another WWII dream. This time I woke up shaking and could hear ringing in my ears as if I had just experienced it all. At this point I accepted that maybe I had lived in another time period. So I did some digging and discovered I could do a past life regression. Being uneducated on most of it I tried it do it myself at home (I know now to only go to a professional). The person in the recording regressed me to a temple. In the temple was a hallway with doors, stating the doors were my past lives. There weren't many doors and the person instructed me to pick a door, any of these doors. I remember walking to one, opening it. An image of a woman holding a small boy with her significant other next to her flashed through my mind. I immediately began crying and woke up from the session unable to continue.

    Not too long later I had a dream about him. Vivid of course. He's handsome and seemed to have a good personality so I blamed it on some sort of mini crush I'd developed. The confusion surrounding my WWII dreams and this guy seemed to have some sort of connection but I didn't dwell on it. However, since the attempted past life regression, my WWII dreams have since stopped. But things continued getting stranger. While working on this project I knew things about him that I didn't know how to explain. Such as he has a half sibling on a certain parents side. It came from nowhere, I just blurted it out one day while my friend & I were working together. She was stunned (I didn't tell her much of what was happening) so she pressed me further. She asked me what his favorite breakfast item was. I named it. I was right. Again- no idea how I knew this. I said he was single. She swore he was taken. Sure enough turned out he'd recently gotten out of an off an on again relationship. He is bilingual and speaks a foreign language that I was somehow able to decifer- I've never learned a word this language a day in my life. These are just a few small examples of many that I knew about him and to this day have no explanation as to how I do- I just do.

    We were presented with the opportunity to meet this guy face to face about a month into the project. I jumped on it. I had no idea how the trip would even work out with such short notice yet somehow it did. Everything lined up perfectly. Next thing I know I'm there. In a small conference room- prepared to size this guy up and finally put whatever this was to rest. When he walked in the door a few people clapped while I sat (**** near frozen) trying to register thoughts. He was handsome, gorgeous even but that wasn't the only thing that caught my attention. There was something else about him that I felt drawn to. He spoke for a bit, everyone bought his happy-go-lucky smile that was pasted to his face (he's an actor and he definitely knew how to keep up a facade). But I didn't buy it. I could see straight through it. There was something off but I couldn't place it. As he's talking, he takes some questions from a couple reporters in which one asked him- 'if he could live in any era what would it have been?' His answer- '1940s WWII.' Say what? I finally get to stand up and get face to face with this guy. His security is rushing him and the rooms loaded with reporters so I knew I wouldn't have much time and had to make the most of it. I wasn't nervous. I was calm and collected. No sweaty palms or shaky hands. Just me, about to meet the center of our project & this guy I'd developed a bit of a crush on. He turned and looked at me, he seemed surprised- this totally threw me for a loop. When I say I felt like someone knocked the wind from my lungs, I mean it in the most literal terms humanly possible. I quickly stepped up, not willing myself to meet his eyes and I had no idea why. I was never afraid of eye contact, in fact I was usually the one to initiate it with almost anyone. We met, we talked for about a minute, he was nice enough to let me take a picture in which he initiated touching- leaned his head against mine and looped an arm around me. So that went well? Right? No.

    Moments later he's escorted to another room (that we're supposed to be in as well) and seated at a long table as if for a panel. Again, at the end everyone asks questions. Some talk with him. Some get pictures. I needed one more thing for our project and I could wipe my hands clean of this. I walked up to the table, nearly and empty room and asked a couple questions. This time it was him who refused to make eye contact with me. This took me aback slightly. He kept his eyes down, not bothering to look at me, his voice rather monotone. And that did bother me. I blamed it on some sort of ridiculous hope that he would find me in some way attractive. I wrote it off and dismissed myself from the room.

    I would have left, went back to my hotel, and none of this would have been written if it wasn't for my friend who wanted to venture down to the 2nd floor of the building we were in. Despite how deflated my mood was I agreed and we went to the second floor like she had wanted to. She said if I got the chance to talk to him again, I should. I was unsure. I was a bit let down and tired at that point. We had a glass of wine, talking about the experience, thankful for it, no matter the outcome. And then he was there. Right in front of me. A reporter had his attention and he didn't see me coming. I don't know what possessed me to even think of approaching him but I did. When he looked at me, it was nothing but total and utter shock. Stunned. Like almost speechless (or as my friend later said magnetized). I looked the same as earlier. Nothing about my appearance had changed. Eyes are the gateway to the soul right? Because in that moment I finally let myself meet his eyes - I felt it. I felt the connection. I felt something. And I really think he felt it too. We had a very short conversation in which I thanked him for coming and for what he was doing for our project and that was it. I walked away, feeling his stare the entire walk away from him (which my friend confirmed) and we went back to the hotel.

    I was sitting on my plane to leave the next day. Sunglasses on, headphones in. And I felt an intense need to cry. It was as if a brick wall of emotions hit me. And then it clicked. All of it. I knew him. Whether it was a someone I knew in a past life or my twin flame, I don't know. I'm still very new to this. But I have never been more sure of anything in my entire life than I was in the moment he looked back at me. I haven't seen him since. I have told no one about this. I've scheduled a past life regression for next week.
     
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  2. Mere Dreamer

    Mere Dreamer Senior Registered

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    If you skim this site you'll see this is pretty common.

    I actually have a remote connection with someone I've never met in this life (on the far side of the planet, no less), but with whom I've shared multiple lives. I often know specific details of events that are happening in his life even before his friends know about them. (My best friend is close with someone who is his inner circle so I get a lot of news on him that isn't public knowledge.)

    Aside from keeping tabs on his life to confirm the random stuff I "just know" for the sake of understanding this ability,... I try not to focus on the link too much because it distracts me from making the most of my life this time around. If we ever do meet it will only be as acquaintances or possibly friends.

    Ultimately it's just good to know he's out there and doing pretty well for himself. It's a comforting feeling to know that we'll probably be close in future lives as well, since it's a consistent pattern. Apparently this time around we planned to live independent of each other for the most part.
     
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    bluedor Senior Registered

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    It's good to know I'm not alone in this. Thanks :)
     
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    helz_belz Super Moderators Staff Member Super Moderator

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    Thank you for sharing @bluedor

    as @Mere Dreamer says, meeting someone you have a feeling of familiarity with is quite common. I've had it myself, meeting someone at a new job a few years ago, we were so sure we'd meet before (in our current lives) we tried matching up previous jobs, but to no avail. They ended up actually being someone I could talk past lives with, and they seem to remember our past life meeting, although my memory of that is much more hazy.
     
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    Cat1965 Time flies by with such wickedness..

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    bluedor eyes are the windows to the soul......so you met your husband from a former life it sounds like. A lot of coincidences in your story makes me think you were meant to meet in this life..seems rather obvious. I have one friend i have a deep connection to..like a twin flame . But what you remember and know is just incredible. I think there is more to your story...try to connect with him again. Or maybe it will just happen again somehow...
     
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    bluedor Senior Registered

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    It's a... complicated situation. I'm currently seeing someone (although admittedly it's been rather rocky since I met the man I wrote about) and as of today it's came out that he is also seeing someone as well (although I swear I knew about it before the pics were sent to me). I feel like I'm being punished for something I did in my past life because we've been put so far apart, on completely different playing fields. I hope we can connect again soon, sooner rather than later.
     
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    bluedor Senior Registered

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    As I was thinking tonight, I realized the entire time leading up to me meeting this man, the deja vu's and WWII dreams were almost overwhelming and intensely frequent. However, since I have met him, the dreams have completely subsided. The deja vu's happen, just not as frequent and when they do happen they typically have something to do with him. It was as if my soul may have needed confirmation? Not sure. I have noticed since meeting him, I have felt an increasing sense of enlightenment. Just found it interesting.
     
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