Japan

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

I wanted to post about my other lifetime in Japan. I figured I'd just put it here as well.

I had a dream in October of 2023, and it triggered my past life to surface. Shortly after this life surfaced, and so did Ryoma. They came back and forth, around the same time and still are coming.

In my dream, I stood somewhere in a forest and the grass was red. There were patches of snow on the ground. I heard birds chirping in the distance, but I was alone. I looked down to my feet, and as I walked I heard every step. The way my armor sounded as I walked, the way the ground sounded as I stepped on it. I walked up a small path after hearing a voice say "博正まっすぐ前に。/Hiromasa, massugu mae ni". So, as the voice asked, I listened and followed. It led me to stand before a Torii gate. I walked through.

I'd never felt such a feeling of peace enter my body. I felt every single positive emotion I know, it was as if there was no pain or worry that I could endure. I heard furin chiming in the background, slowly. I heard a reverb in their chime. I felt weightless, as if I were on the moon, yet felt a heft I'm not used to. Gravity changed somehow. Time moved slower, and leaves that were once rustling quickly began moving in slow motion, slow enough it was as if time stopped. Everything sounded warped, as if it was underwater. My breathing was slow, my heart rate, everything was in sync with where I was. I heard what sounded like water droplets landing in a deep cave on repeat, but slow with reverb.

My clothes were not from this time, and I wasn't female either. What I saw in reality, was a mere 5 seconds at most but felt like hours. I felt total peace, I looked down at my body, and I had a realization I'd died. I felt at one with everything, and everything suddenly made sense. I had clarity of everything, and then I woke up.

This triggered me to remember Japan, in more lifetimes than one. When I dreamt this, I didn't know what massugu mae ni meant, and I've assumed Hiromasa was my name.

I'd shared this before, here https://reincarnationforum.com/threads/the-afterlife.10379/ - but I'm giving more depth and will share the life, too.

I admit, I can't say for certain that this life above is also Hiromasa. I have no way to know that yet. It could be two lives I'm seeing.

 

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

One of my first memories was a strong one. I was somewhere standing in a large open field, there was a lot of grass that I could see. Men stood all around me, paying attention to my order and direction. The memory was odd, because I have a hard time remembering anything I said, I mostly remember my thoughts.

I was giving order to the men, as I was everything went in slow-mo. I couldn't hear anything, I was just thinking.

I had everything I'd dreamt of, everything I had always wanted, but what was the cost? I'd lost everything to get where I was, to become who I was, was it worth it? I'd become powerful, renowned, and respected by all. I had honor. But who was left? Everyone I held dear, was gone. I felt as if I wanted to cry, but I wasn't able to for many reasons. I couldn't show weakness, it wasn't the time for those emotions, and there was no place for a man of my respects to let my emotions fall out. I bit my tongue, kept stoic, and stood tall. Something inside of me was breaking, but I could never let anyone see or become weak. The life I chose was mine, as were the consequences I faced transpired at no one's fault but my own.

All these thoughts entered my head, and I actually woke up with a tear rolling down my cheek. I had a strong understanding of my feelings, but I have no idea who I was. We were readying for some sort of attack, battle, war. I'm not sure, and I was leading a group of men. Sadly I can't say much more about the event.

When thinking of myself from that time, I am like porcelain that was shattered. Someone, or something tried to repair me, perhaps even myself. The gold didn't fill the cracks like I needed it to though, I was like a failed piece of kintsugi.

 

[cloud potato]

Hi Ryoma,

What a powerful memory. A lot of emotions.

I just want to comment. My perspective of late teaches me there is no such thing as failure. You were exactly where you needed to be, it looks like you worked hard to get where you wanted- you were given the free will to pursue, and were met with many conflicting emotions. You lost loved ones, and you questioned if what you worked so hard to pursue was worth it in the end.

Now you're here, reflecting on the emotions that somehow stayed with you. Now you have a moment to breathe, and to realize the magic in life after life- and to ask, what is it all for? New questions may arise, new perspectives, and new desires.

Nothing was wrong, it is for your benefit. You have free will, and the power to choose. That you are alive today, not only to reflect on these deep emotional experiences, but to shape the present incarnation you find yourself occupied with-

Who or what is responsible for this continuation- this opportunity. I have discovered we are never truly alone, and there is a loving force behind it all. I hope you come to know this.

Thanks for sharing.

I wrote a poem sometime ago about being broken. I hope you enjoy it...

"Relic"


they say a rolling stone gathers no moss
well,
i know what i am.
i'm a fractured relic planted firmly in the ground
and the pains of this world have opened my heart
to the ecstasy of love...

 

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

Hi Ryoma,

What a powerful memory. A lot of emotions.

I just want to comment. My perspective of late teaches me there is no such thing as failure. You were exactly where you needed to be, it looks like you worked hard to get where you wanted- you were given the free will to pursue, and were met with many conflicting emotions. You lost loved ones, and you questioned if what you worked so hard to pursue was worth it in the end.

Now you're here, reflecting on the emotions that somehow stayed with you. Now you have a moment to breathe, and to realize the magic in life after life- and to ask, what is it all for? New questions may arise, new perspectives, and new desires.

Nothing was wrong, it is for your benefit. You have free will, and the power to choose. That you are alive today, not only to reflect on these deep emotional experiences, but to shape the present incarnation you find yourself occupied with-

Who or what is responsible for this continuation- this opportunity. I have discovered we are never truly alone, and there is a loving force behind it all. I hope you come to know this.

Thanks for sharing.

I wrote a poem sometime ago about being broken. I hope you enjoy it...

"Relic"
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they say a rolling stone gathers no moss
well,
i know what i am.
i'm a fractured relic planted firmly in the ground
and the pains of this world have opened my heart
to the ecstasy of love...

A lot of the things you said actually mirror thoughts I was having yesterday. I've had a lot of turmoil in my life lately, and I suddenly came to a peace.

I actually found myself saying I am where I'm meant to be, where I stand now is where I'm meant to be standing. I found myself questioning many things lately, but the experiences I shared brought me back. I couldn't deny them. Ever since recalling them I feel different, somehow more whole and even aware of what life's purpose could be in a way. Of course, I can't have all the answers but I find myself not as lost.

Thanks for your reply, nearly all of it echoes things I was thinking and have needed to hear. I also love your poem. Thank you for sharing it.

 

[Cryscat]

Since y

Thanks for posting this. I like you actually have a lot of synchronicity, even how now I live in a small town that I hate and yearn for the city. Simple things are just like then. I actually am astounded how alike I am compared to then. Everything you posted made me think a lot, we have much in common and I look forward to chats with you and reading more about your experiences.

Since you started posting your past lives, one of my own, from Japan has started to surface. Late 1500's early 1600's as a samurai. No information yet on who I served or the battles I was in. Going to take some work for that to come up.

 

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

Since y

Since you started posting your past lives, one of my own, from Japan has started to surface. Late 1500's early 1600's as a samurai. No information yet on who I served or the battles I was in. Going to take some work for that to come up.

I look forward to what you'll recall.

 

[Cryscat]

So last night I had a dream of a battle for a castle, in Japan. Weird battle too. Traced it to the Siege of Odawara castle in 1590. I think my lord must have been Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Ten years later, I was in the Battle of Sekigahara,(1600) and did not survive. This was my last purely warrior life.

 

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

So last night I had a dream of a battle for a castle, in Japan. Weird battle too. Traced it to the Siege of Odawara castle in 1590. I think my lord must have been Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Ten years later, I was in the Battle of Sekigahara,(1600) and did not survive. This was my last purely warrior life. Nothing after that until WWII, when I was forced into the fight.

Fascinating you were able to find the battles. I'm unsure when and where I fought.

 

[Cryscat]

Fascinating you were able to find the battles. I'm unsure when and where I fought.

I got enough details in the dream to be able to make a match to that battle. Then I went down the rabbit hole researching Japan at that time and found the battle that lead to death.

 

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

I got enough details in the dream to be able to make a match to that battle. Then I went down the rabbit hole researching Japan at that time and found the battle that lead to death.

Amazing, I hope to get that much detail one day.

 

[Ocean]

In my dream, I stood somewhere in a forest and the grass was red. There were patches of snow on the ground. I heard birds chirping in the distance, but I was alone. I looked down to my feet, and as I walked I heard every step. The way my armor sounded as I walked, the way the ground sounded as I stepped on it. I walked up a small path after hearing a voice say "博正まっすぐ前に。/Hiromasa, massugu mae ni". So, as the voice asked, I listened and followed. It led me to stand before a Torii gate. I walked through.

I'd never felt such a feeling of peace enter my body. I felt every single positive emotion I know, it was as if there was no pain or worry that I could endure. I heard furin chiming in the background, slowly. I heard a reverb in their chime. I felt weightless, as if I were on the moon, yet felt a heft I'm not used to. Gravity changed somehow. Time moved slower, and leaves that were once rustling quickly began moving in slow motion, slow enough it was as if time stopped. Everything sounded warped, as if it was underwater. My breathing was slow, my heart rate, everything was in sync with where I was. I heard what sounded like water droplets landing in a deep cave on repeat, but slow with reverb.

My clothes were not from this time, and I wasn't female either. What I saw in reality, was a mere 5 seconds at most but felt like hours. I felt total peace, I looked down at my body, and I had a realization I'd died. I felt at one with everything, and everything suddenly made sense. I had clarity of everything, and then I woke up.

I've just read this today. This is beautiful! Thanks for sharing more of this afterlife memory.

Another member shared a video from astral traveler Jürgen Ziewe recently. He's someone who has been exploring the astral world for years in a deep meditation state and puts his experiences into visuals in books and videos. I know his work and YT channel for a few years now and it resonates much with me.

What you describe, reminds me a lot of what he tells about what experiences shortly after death are like: beautiful surroundings, both nature and familiar human architecture, sharpened senses, the feeling of weightlessness, a different perception of time, a deep feeling of peace and love, increased clarity of mind. There is much more he describes, like the ability to fly and meeting loved ones and spirit guides, which can happen. He also states that our own state of mind and our emotions shape the surroundings and the place we go to. I link the post with the video here:

Astral Journey into the Afterlife

I have experienced something similar myself which I've described in your "Afterlife" thread.
It seems the place and surroundings we go to after death first, is somewhat individual for each person. It not only depends on our state of mind, it is also something we are familiar with from the lifetime that has just ended, like familiar landscapes, architecture and our own appearance. It can also be a surrounding that our soul is familiar with and feels most comfortable with when crossing over again and again after each incarnation. And this is beautiful. For me it felt like coming home.

 

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

I've just read this today. This is beautiful! Thanks for sharing more of this afterlife memory.

Another member shared a video from astral traveler Jürgen Ziewe recently. He's someone who has been exploring the astral world for years in a deep meditation state and puts his experiences into visuals in books and videos. I know his work and YT channel for a few years now and it resonates much with me.

What you describe, reminds me a lot of what he tells about what experiences shortly after death are like: beautiful surroundings, both nature and familiar human architecture, sharpened senses, the feeling of weightlessness, a different perception of time, a deep feeling of peace and love, increased clarity of mind. There is much more he describes, like the ability to fly and meeting loved ones and spirit guides, which can happen. He also states that our own state of mind and our emotions shape the surroundings and the place we go to. I link the post with the video here:

Astral Journey into the Afterlife

I have experienced something similar myself which I've described in your "Afterlife" thread.
It seems the place and surroundings we go to after death first, is somewhat individual for each person. It not only depends on our state of mind, it is also something we are familiar with from the lifetime that has just ended, like familiar landscapes, architecture and our own appearance. It can also be a surrounding that our soul is familiar with and feels most comfortable with when crossing over again and again after each incarnation. And this is beautiful. For me it felt like coming home.

Thanks for your reply and words. It truly was a beautiful experience, and after seeing it I actually felt a lot different. If it makes sense I've had more peace and clarity.

I'll be sure to check out what you shared, it sounds interesting to me.

When I went to this place, it felt like it gave me peace to move forward. It's hard to explain. In meditation now, I've actually been able to revisit this place, while awake and asleep. It feels important for me to revisit it, because whatever I saw I feel I only saw a fragment. I'll be sure to update more here if I see more at any point.

 

[Sakamoto Ryoma]

I had a dream last night and I'm sure it's from my time as Ryoma. It seemed very regular, and at first I wasn't sure what I was seeing. I was walking through what appeared to be an old Ryokan (old inn), I heard the wood creaking beneath each step. It seemed very early in the morning, I didn't hear much going on. Perhaps most were asleep. I walked toward a room, and slid the door open and walked in. The room was quaint, but cozy. I was still tired, it looked like the the sun was about to rise. I decided to lie down for a bit, and go to sleep. I had a feeling that I was being lazy, and I shouldn't be going back to sleep at this hour but something had kept me up all night and I couldn't sleep so I was extremely exhausted. As I was laying down, I felt uneasy and upset about something. I fell asleep staring at the ceiling. It was a strange memory, because usually memories feel a bit more profound or like they serve some sort of purpose, but this one felt sort of generic and unfinished. Maybe I was meant to see more, or will see more soon.