Memories of Early Theosophists?
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SeaAndSky
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Hi Tang,
Thanks for your advice. It is good advice in terms of remembering. However, I'm kind of at a standstill at this point, as the most powerful images/ideas/feelings also seem to promise nothing but more problems if I try to follow them. Some powerful images/ideas that seem to be taking me somewhere also take me into places of terror, as I discussed with John recently on his thread. Other feelings are those of longing for ?, generalized sadness for ?, missing someone I don't even know, painful nostalgia for ?, and so forth. These are feelings that I would also have to follow, and I think if I follow them I might eventually find out what all of the ?? are about, but would also find myself even deeper in a place of sadness with no real resolution, as it seems the people and circumstances I am missing don't exist for me in this life. I.e., knowing the why of all of these feelings will not necessarily make them better and seems likely to make them even worse. So, to some extent I am at an impasse in terms of seeking (or perhaps wanting to seek) additional memories. However, this is probably only temporarily. Not because I would make it so, but because (in my experience), this kind of stuff insists on coming out sooner or later whether you want it or not.
Cordially,
S&S
Thanks for your advice. It is good advice in terms of remembering. However, I'm kind of at a standstill at this point, as the most powerful images/ideas/feelings also seem to promise nothing but more problems if I try to follow them. Some powerful images/ideas that seem to be taking me somewhere also take me into places of terror, as I discussed with John recently on his thread. Other feelings are those of longing for ?, generalized sadness for ?, missing someone I don't even know, painful nostalgia for ?, and so forth. These are feelings that I would also have to follow, and I think if I follow them I might eventually find out what all of the ?? are about, but would also find myself even deeper in a place of sadness with no real resolution, as it seems the people and circumstances I am missing don't exist for me in this life. I.e., knowing the why of all of these feelings will not necessarily make them better and seems likely to make them even worse. So, to some extent I am at an impasse in terms of seeking (or perhaps wanting to seek) additional memories. However, this is probably only temporarily. Not because I would make it so, but because (in my experience), this kind of stuff insists on coming out sooner or later whether you want it or not.
Cordially,
S&S
SeaAndSky
Senior Registered
MARABANONG
Well, enough time may have passed that I can risk trying to bring up memories again, or perhaps want to try to bring up memories again. It started in a strange way. A few days ago I had an hour or so to drive by some places I had lived in my growing-up years. One of those was located on Empire Point in Jacksonville, a fairly historic area (for Jacksonville), where some wealthy outsiders settled in the years after the War Between the States (which may be a misnomer, but is certainly better than the even more egregious misnomer generally used—“the Civil War”).
In any case, my father was a self-made (greatest generation) type guy and one of his dreams was to have a big house on the river. In the 70s he bought some land on the point and had the house built while I was still in college. It became my full or part-time residence for the next 6 years or so. Up the road a bit was an old mansion built on a modest bluff overlooking the St. Johns River, which I took to be 1920s era, but which I now find out dates to 1876, and was built in place of a prior antebellum mansion that burned down. As I have recently discovered, historic old “Marabanong” also had some very interesting residents during the period of my putative PL as Vera Johnston:
Anyhow, the reason this comes up is that after I moved into the new house at around 20, I had a very, very vivid 1st person dream where I was at an after-dark party at the big old mansion up the street. The first part of the dream was a party scene outside and outback with people and scenarios/conversations that I couldn’t remember and that meant nothing to me then (though I wish I could remember them now). After a while, we took a bricked passage that ran underground and came out lower down on the flats closer to the river, where the party scene continued. There was conversation and a party atmosphere throughout, with (as best I can recall) some possible occasional underlying tensions or issues. However, I was not being observant of styles of clothes or anything I could try to track down now, I was living or re-living the scenario.
I cannot remember any more of the particulars at this point, but at the time the memory was so vivid and the underground passage was so unusual that I couldn’t get it out of my mind. If you have ever lived in Florida (Totoro can confirm on this) you would know how totally out of place something of that type is here. Florida has very little topography, and very little is ever done below the surface level (i.e., no home basements as a rule) because the water table is so close to the surface. There was no internet in those days, and no way to easily find out anything as a stranger to the area. However, I was so struck by the dream and the idea of an underground tunnel of this type in Florida that I ended up asking my father if the old mansion had an underground passage to the river. I believe he may have asked the man (an old resident of the area) who he had purchased our lot from, but he did confirm that there was an old passage running from the mansion down to the bottom of the bluff. Weird. I realized that I had somehow dreamed something that I had no way of knowing or guessing. That was interesting, but then I went on with life as usual.
It took my recent drive past that old mansion (more than 40 years after the dream recounted) to bring up the matter in my mind again. A bit of an obsessive internet search followed, where I found out that the mansion in question could easily have been a place I visited back then. In the time since I dreamed my dream, the area around the mansion has been subdivided and there are houses both between the mansion and the bluff and between the bluff and the river, but the old terminus to the tunnel is still there, though its other end no longer runs to the old mansion. My memories are not all that clear, and it was night anyway. But I believe it jives with what I recall, except I think that the stairway and some other features may have been added to the original . Here is where the passage exit at the lower end looks like now:
I think I was quite possibly there, back when, though I’ve never been there during this life. The people that lived at Marabanong during the relevant time were interesting folks, but that’s enough for now. Here are a few good websites I found on Marabanong and its residents. (They may not be of interest to anyone else, but I do this as part of my ongoing record of things):
Wiki&National Register: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marabanong; https://www.nps.gov/nr/feature/places/13000899.htm
Local articles: http://www.prestigiousliving.net/2014/02/mansions-in-time-2/; http://jacksonville.com/tu-online/stories/100805/neR_19959565.shtml#.WJjnQvLb1LX; https://jaxpsychogeo.com/east/empire-point-marabanong/
Best passage images: https://jaxpsychogeo.com/east/empire-point-perley-place-and-wine-cellar/
S&S
Well, enough time may have passed that I can risk trying to bring up memories again, or perhaps want to try to bring up memories again. It started in a strange way. A few days ago I had an hour or so to drive by some places I had lived in my growing-up years. One of those was located on Empire Point in Jacksonville, a fairly historic area (for Jacksonville), where some wealthy outsiders settled in the years after the War Between the States (which may be a misnomer, but is certainly better than the even more egregious misnomer generally used—“the Civil War”).
In any case, my father was a self-made (greatest generation) type guy and one of his dreams was to have a big house on the river. In the 70s he bought some land on the point and had the house built while I was still in college. It became my full or part-time residence for the next 6 years or so. Up the road a bit was an old mansion built on a modest bluff overlooking the St. Johns River, which I took to be 1920s era, but which I now find out dates to 1876, and was built in place of a prior antebellum mansion that burned down. As I have recently discovered, historic old “Marabanong” also had some very interesting residents during the period of my putative PL as Vera Johnston:
Anyhow, the reason this comes up is that after I moved into the new house at around 20, I had a very, very vivid 1st person dream where I was at an after-dark party at the big old mansion up the street. The first part of the dream was a party scene outside and outback with people and scenarios/conversations that I couldn’t remember and that meant nothing to me then (though I wish I could remember them now). After a while, we took a bricked passage that ran underground and came out lower down on the flats closer to the river, where the party scene continued. There was conversation and a party atmosphere throughout, with (as best I can recall) some possible occasional underlying tensions or issues. However, I was not being observant of styles of clothes or anything I could try to track down now, I was living or re-living the scenario.
I cannot remember any more of the particulars at this point, but at the time the memory was so vivid and the underground passage was so unusual that I couldn’t get it out of my mind. If you have ever lived in Florida (Totoro can confirm on this) you would know how totally out of place something of that type is here. Florida has very little topography, and very little is ever done below the surface level (i.e., no home basements as a rule) because the water table is so close to the surface. There was no internet in those days, and no way to easily find out anything as a stranger to the area. However, I was so struck by the dream and the idea of an underground tunnel of this type in Florida that I ended up asking my father if the old mansion had an underground passage to the river. I believe he may have asked the man (an old resident of the area) who he had purchased our lot from, but he did confirm that there was an old passage running from the mansion down to the bottom of the bluff. Weird. I realized that I had somehow dreamed something that I had no way of knowing or guessing. That was interesting, but then I went on with life as usual.
It took my recent drive past that old mansion (more than 40 years after the dream recounted) to bring up the matter in my mind again. A bit of an obsessive internet search followed, where I found out that the mansion in question could easily have been a place I visited back then. In the time since I dreamed my dream, the area around the mansion has been subdivided and there are houses both between the mansion and the bluff and between the bluff and the river, but the old terminus to the tunnel is still there, though its other end no longer runs to the old mansion. My memories are not all that clear, and it was night anyway. But I believe it jives with what I recall, except I think that the stairway and some other features may have been added to the original . Here is where the passage exit at the lower end looks like now:
I think I was quite possibly there, back when, though I’ve never been there during this life. The people that lived at Marabanong during the relevant time were interesting folks, but that’s enough for now. Here are a few good websites I found on Marabanong and its residents. (They may not be of interest to anyone else, but I do this as part of my ongoing record of things):
Wiki&National Register: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marabanong; https://www.nps.gov/nr/feature/places/13000899.htm
Local articles: http://www.prestigiousliving.net/2014/02/mansions-in-time-2/; http://jacksonville.com/tu-online/stories/100805/neR_19959565.shtml#.WJjnQvLb1LX; https://jaxpsychogeo.com/east/empire-point-marabanong/
Best passage images: https://jaxpsychogeo.com/east/empire-point-perley-place-and-wine-cellar/
S&S
SeaAndSky
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Hi Tang,
One of the things that is interesting to me is the geographical proximity to where I grew up and the tie-in to the idea of our love or attraction to place as well as people. I grew up only a few miles from Marabanong, but had no idea it existed until the time discussed above. I am asking myself: Did I fall in love with the general locale back then, and consequently end up only a few miles away in this lifetime? It seems possible. I actually have no other explanation for my current location. As far as I can tell, I have always loved the ocean and the tropics in this lifetime. This could just be the result of growing up in a place near the ocean in a semi-tropical locale, but being on this board has taught me to wonder about cause and effect. Do I feel that way because I grew up here, or did I grow up here because I already felt that way?
Anyhow, back to history: After the war over secession, northern Florida became a bit of a winter tourist mecca for snowbirds from the North, and then (as well as now) many of these folks came from New York, where Vera settled (in NYC) with her husband in 1896. The RR tracks apparently came this far south, but didn't yet extend to South Florida (which many considered to be a malarial swamp anyway). Consequently, there were some very nice old hotels built for the tourist trade in the late 1800s. Most were ultimately bypassed and are mere ruins now, but this type of travel also started a lot of folks from the NE moving down to Florida. Along with these,, there were officers who had been stationed in the South who decided to make their home here after the war, so lots of new blood (and also--in some cases--new ideas) moved in.
The residents of Marabanong definitely fit into that "new blood"/"new idea" category. Thomas Basnett (who built Marabanong) was a prominent British astronomer. He married Eliza Wilbur of New York, a prominent female scientist (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eliza_Wilbur) who moved into Marabanong in 1880, and then married a French surgeon after Basnett's death in 1886. She was very much a free thinker for her day, and an early suffragette. In 1914, at her second husband's death, she sold the property to her first cousin, another prominent northern suffragette. Eliza Wilbur also wrote a "Sequel to the Parliament of Religions" about this event in 1893, which was attended by representatives of the world's religions as well as prominent Theosophists. So, it is quite possible that she would have known or known about Vera and her husband. Whether Vera came down to the area as a tourist and ended up getting an invitation to Marabanong, or was there on special invitation, this is the kind of place she might have been in the late 1800s or early 1900s. Likewise, this may be the reason I am in this locale today.
Cordially,
S&S
PS--No idea how this might tie in to a possible in-between life. But that is the life I don't want to think about anyway, at least for the present.
One of the things that is interesting to me is the geographical proximity to where I grew up and the tie-in to the idea of our love or attraction to place as well as people. I grew up only a few miles from Marabanong, but had no idea it existed until the time discussed above. I am asking myself: Did I fall in love with the general locale back then, and consequently end up only a few miles away in this lifetime? It seems possible. I actually have no other explanation for my current location. As far as I can tell, I have always loved the ocean and the tropics in this lifetime. This could just be the result of growing up in a place near the ocean in a semi-tropical locale, but being on this board has taught me to wonder about cause and effect. Do I feel that way because I grew up here, or did I grow up here because I already felt that way?
Anyhow, back to history: After the war over secession, northern Florida became a bit of a winter tourist mecca for snowbirds from the North, and then (as well as now) many of these folks came from New York, where Vera settled (in NYC) with her husband in 1896. The RR tracks apparently came this far south, but didn't yet extend to South Florida (which many considered to be a malarial swamp anyway). Consequently, there were some very nice old hotels built for the tourist trade in the late 1800s. Most were ultimately bypassed and are mere ruins now, but this type of travel also started a lot of folks from the NE moving down to Florida. Along with these,, there were officers who had been stationed in the South who decided to make their home here after the war, so lots of new blood (and also--in some cases--new ideas) moved in.
The residents of Marabanong definitely fit into that "new blood"/"new idea" category. Thomas Basnett (who built Marabanong) was a prominent British astronomer. He married Eliza Wilbur of New York, a prominent female scientist (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eliza_Wilbur) who moved into Marabanong in 1880, and then married a French surgeon after Basnett's death in 1886. She was very much a free thinker for her day, and an early suffragette. In 1914, at her second husband's death, she sold the property to her first cousin, another prominent northern suffragette. Eliza Wilbur also wrote a "Sequel to the Parliament of Religions" about this event in 1893, which was attended by representatives of the world's religions as well as prominent Theosophists. So, it is quite possible that she would have known or known about Vera and her husband. Whether Vera came down to the area as a tourist and ended up getting an invitation to Marabanong, or was there on special invitation, this is the kind of place she might have been in the late 1800s or early 1900s. Likewise, this may be the reason I am in this locale today.
Cordially,
S&S
PS--No idea how this might tie in to a possible in-between life. But that is the life I don't want to think about anyway, at least for the present.
SeaAndSky
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Hi Blueheart,
You bring up an interesting issue. My dad was always looking at property, and interested in looking at all kinds of properties. He looked at various river properties for years before settling on this one. I'm not sure how it all came together, and he has been gone for more than 20 years, so I can't ask. Actually, though, the issue that I thought was interesting was one that I have thought on from time-to-time. The truth is that I cannot really identify (and don't even really feel like) much of my "this life" family harkens back to that PL.
There is something about a picture of Vera's sister that somehow reminds me or makes me think about my mother (also gone for many years). Also, I have had some thoughts about the pictures of a couple of people Vera knew in that period reminding me (somehow) of my wife's sister and her husband. Likewise, pictures of Charles Johnston, Vera's husband and his mother/brother look very familiar to me, but I can't really connect them to anyone I have known in this lifetime. I can't see or feel anything connecting my father in this life to that PL. Overall, I feel like I have largely been deposited in the midst of a generally congenial, but previously unknown group. What that's about, I do not know, but I'm sure I'm not the only one.
Cordially,
S&S
PS--It is interesting to speculate, as you may be doing, that my father may have been associated with Marabanong and/or the general area in a PL. Hmmm. I'll keep my eyes open and see if I can find images of past inhabitants of Marabanong or the area. He certainly like the area, so . . . .
You bring up an interesting issue. My dad was always looking at property, and interested in looking at all kinds of properties. He looked at various river properties for years before settling on this one. I'm not sure how it all came together, and he has been gone for more than 20 years, so I can't ask. Actually, though, the issue that I thought was interesting was one that I have thought on from time-to-time. The truth is that I cannot really identify (and don't even really feel like) much of my "this life" family harkens back to that PL.
There is something about a picture of Vera's sister that somehow reminds me or makes me think about my mother (also gone for many years). Also, I have had some thoughts about the pictures of a couple of people Vera knew in that period reminding me (somehow) of my wife's sister and her husband. Likewise, pictures of Charles Johnston, Vera's husband and his mother/brother look very familiar to me, but I can't really connect them to anyone I have known in this lifetime. I can't see or feel anything connecting my father in this life to that PL. Overall, I feel like I have largely been deposited in the midst of a generally congenial, but previously unknown group. What that's about, I do not know, but I'm sure I'm not the only one.
Cordially,
S&S
PS--It is interesting to speculate, as you may be doing, that my father may have been associated with Marabanong and/or the general area in a PL. Hmmm. I'll keep my eyes open and see if I can find images of past inhabitants of Marabanong or the area. He certainly like the area, so . . . .
SeaAndSky
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This is a poem by Masefield called "Spanish Waters":
Spanish waters, Spanish waters, you are ringing in my ears,
Like a slow sweet piece of music from the grey forgotten years;
Telling tales, and beating tunes, and bringing weary thoughts to me
Of the sandy beach at Muertos, where I would that I could be.
There's a surf breaks on Los Muertos, and it never stops to roar,
And it's there we came to anchor, and it's there we went ashore,
Where the blue lagoon is silent amid snags of rotting trees,
Dropping like the clothes of corpses cast up by the seas.
We anchored at Los Muertos when the dipping sun was red,
We left her half-a-mile to sea, to west of Nigger Head;
And before the mist was on the Cay, before the day was done,
We were all ashore on Muertos with the gold that we had won.
We bore it through the marshes in a half-score battered chests,
Sinking in the sucking quagmires to the sunburn on our breasts,
Heaving over tree-trunks, gasping, damning at the flies and heat,
Longing for a long drink, out of silver, in the ship’s cool lazareet.
The moon came white and ghostly as we laid the treasure down,
There was gear there’d make a beggarman as rich as Lima Town,
Copper charms and silver trinkets from the chests of Spanish crews,
Gold doubloons and double moidores, louis d’ors and portagues,
Clumsy yellow-metal earrings from the Indians of Brazil,
Uncut emeralds out of Rio, bezoar stones from Guayaquil;
Silver, in the crude and fashioned, pots of old Arica Bronze,
Jewels from the bones of Incas desecrated by the Dons.
We smoothed the place with mattocks, and we took and blazed the tree,
Which marks yon where the gear is hid that none will ever see,
And we laid aboard the ship again, and south away we steers,
Through the loud surf of Los Muertos which is beating in my ears.
I’m the last alive that knows it. All the rest have gone their ways
Killed, or died, or come to anchor in the old Mulatas Cays,
And I go singing, fiddling, old and starved and in despair,
And I know where all that gold is hid, if I were only there.
It’s not the way to end it all. I'm old, and nearly blind,
And an old man's past's a strange thing, for it never leaves his mind.
And I see in dreams, awhiles, the beach, the sun’s disc dipping red,
And the tall ship, under topsails, swaying in past Nigger Head.
I’d be glad to step ashore there, glad to take a pick and go
To the lone blazed coco-palm tree in the place no others know,
And lift the gold and silver that has mouldered there for years
By the loud surf of Los Muertos which is beating in my ears.
I have to make it clear that this is not being posted for Ernesto as much as for myself. His thread just gave me an excuse to put it up for myself and for others (especially the older ones) who will know what I mean in posting it. Also, I'm feeling a bit mopey with thoughts of age and death, and this poem resonates at the moment. Anyhow, as many an oldster knows, this poem speaks to the things you treasured and tucked safely away at some point--dreams, romance, ambitions, whatever--as things you intended to come back to when the time was right. The reasons for tucking them away can be manifold, but usually they involve the "practical" course of life . . . getting serious, getting a job, getting busy, getting married, having children, etc. Now much of that is behind you. This could be the time, but it isn't . . . you are old now and your dream lies mouldering elsewhere . . . unrecoverable. I wonder how often I have had such thoughts at this time of life . . . .
S&S
Spanish waters, Spanish waters, you are ringing in my ears,
Like a slow sweet piece of music from the grey forgotten years;
Telling tales, and beating tunes, and bringing weary thoughts to me
Of the sandy beach at Muertos, where I would that I could be.
There's a surf breaks on Los Muertos, and it never stops to roar,
And it's there we came to anchor, and it's there we went ashore,
Where the blue lagoon is silent amid snags of rotting trees,
Dropping like the clothes of corpses cast up by the seas.
We anchored at Los Muertos when the dipping sun was red,
We left her half-a-mile to sea, to west of Nigger Head;
And before the mist was on the Cay, before the day was done,
We were all ashore on Muertos with the gold that we had won.
We bore it through the marshes in a half-score battered chests,
Sinking in the sucking quagmires to the sunburn on our breasts,
Heaving over tree-trunks, gasping, damning at the flies and heat,
Longing for a long drink, out of silver, in the ship’s cool lazareet.
The moon came white and ghostly as we laid the treasure down,
There was gear there’d make a beggarman as rich as Lima Town,
Copper charms and silver trinkets from the chests of Spanish crews,
Gold doubloons and double moidores, louis d’ors and portagues,
Clumsy yellow-metal earrings from the Indians of Brazil,
Uncut emeralds out of Rio, bezoar stones from Guayaquil;
Silver, in the crude and fashioned, pots of old Arica Bronze,
Jewels from the bones of Incas desecrated by the Dons.
We smoothed the place with mattocks, and we took and blazed the tree,
Which marks yon where the gear is hid that none will ever see,
And we laid aboard the ship again, and south away we steers,
Through the loud surf of Los Muertos which is beating in my ears.
I’m the last alive that knows it. All the rest have gone their ways
Killed, or died, or come to anchor in the old Mulatas Cays,
And I go singing, fiddling, old and starved and in despair,
And I know where all that gold is hid, if I were only there.
It’s not the way to end it all. I'm old, and nearly blind,
And an old man's past's a strange thing, for it never leaves his mind.
And I see in dreams, awhiles, the beach, the sun’s disc dipping red,
And the tall ship, under topsails, swaying in past Nigger Head.
I’d be glad to step ashore there, glad to take a pick and go
To the lone blazed coco-palm tree in the place no others know,
And lift the gold and silver that has mouldered there for years
By the loud surf of Los Muertos which is beating in my ears.
I have to make it clear that this is not being posted for Ernesto as much as for myself. His thread just gave me an excuse to put it up for myself and for others (especially the older ones) who will know what I mean in posting it. Also, I'm feeling a bit mopey with thoughts of age and death, and this poem resonates at the moment. Anyhow, as many an oldster knows, this poem speaks to the things you treasured and tucked safely away at some point--dreams, romance, ambitions, whatever--as things you intended to come back to when the time was right. The reasons for tucking them away can be manifold, but usually they involve the "practical" course of life . . . getting serious, getting a job, getting busy, getting married, having children, etc. Now much of that is behind you. This could be the time, but it isn't . . . you are old now and your dream lies mouldering elsewhere . . . unrecoverable. I wonder how often I have had such thoughts at this time of life . . . .
S&S
SeaAndSky
Senior Registered
Well, here I am at another membership anniversary. I joined and made my first post on December 11, 2014, so it has been 6 years, but it seems much longer to me for some reason. Of course, this first post was preceded by around 9 months gestation. (After much turmoil, reading, and a Youtube regression, I had found an image online that I thought was of myself in a prior lifetime--and saved it--on March 19, 2014, around 9 months before I finally posted). I spent the 9 months re-examining everything I had decided was true about the afterlife and lurking about on this board and others. Here I am still. The first few years were extremely exciting with many things to learn, mostly through observation, about what was going on. I have had many good conversations and made some friends, but also saw some folks I liked disappear and also "transition". It has been good to be here, but I keep wondering what I can do to move to the next stage or step. Anyhow, just a post-midnight rumination on the passage of time. Best to all ----
S&S
S&S
Blazealiste
Senior Member
Hello S&S, good to hear from you more. It's always a privilege to hear one's thoughts about the afterlife and how it changes their life.
SeaAndSky
Senior Registered
This is an important anniversary date for me in many respects. Seven years ago today I joined this board and made my first post. I think it was the first post on this thread--which I started at that time to discuss my own putative past lives.
The board has been a good place to be in most respects and I have learned a lot during my time here. This is largely the result of the dedicated efforts of many skilled and knowledgeable moderators and administrators over the years. Thanks to all!
And, to all board members, best to all and keep posting! This board can only be kept alive by interesting people making interesting posts. Things have been a bit slower lately (IMO) starting sometime after Covid raised its ugly head. (I think the whole world has been, perhaps rightly, very distracted!)
But the need is still there for what this forum does and offers.
So, I'm hopeful that it will still be here doing what it was meant to do in another 7, 8, 9 . . . years and so on. 
Best,
S&S
The board has been a good place to be in most respects and I have learned a lot during my time here. This is largely the result of the dedicated efforts of many skilled and knowledgeable moderators and administrators over the years. Thanks to all!
And, to all board members, best to all and keep posting! This board can only be kept alive by interesting people making interesting posts. Things have been a bit slower lately (IMO) starting sometime after Covid raised its ugly head. (I think the whole world has been, perhaps rightly, very distracted!)
But the need is still there for what this forum does and offers.
So, I'm hopeful that it will still be here doing what it was meant to do in another 7, 8, 9 . . . years and so on. Best,
S&S
SeaAndSky
Senior Registered
Hi All,
I am not a great “rememberer”. I have mostly dealt with strange vignettes—little visions at the edge of sleep or waking, and deep underlying feelings. I tried a few Youtube regression videos, but they did not work very well for me, and stopped working at all after the first few times. I got a bit more from using some alternative techniques. However, I have not gotten much more or even tried for quite a long time. On a whim, I decided to check and see if there were some past life calculators based on Vedic astrology online. I was remembering the fact that Dr. Weiss was very surprised to find results achieved by a Vedic astrologer who used these methods mirroring things he had found out about a client’s PLs via regression. I achieved some interesting results. Below is a quote (italicized) from my Post #4 (from 2014) on this thread, followed by results received (BOLD) by inputting my birth info/location into an online calculator of the type indicated:
I cannot remember the first Youtube that I used, but the presenter wanted to lead me down, down, down into valleys and cellars and so forth in inducing the right state of mind. Somehow, this just seemed to be wrong, for it seemed to me that I needed to be heading for the sea and possibly up high. Nonetheless, I got to the point where I looked down and saw what looked like a simple brown shift and a child's feet, along with a strong impression of a name and that I was a young girl standing near the shore and looking out across or towards the ocean. I believe this was on the coast of S. America, probably Brazil.
***
WHO YOU WERE IN THE LAST LIFE:
You were a female in your previous birth. You were born somewhere in Brazil. You were involved in doing some business.
WHAT YOU DID IN THE LAST LIFE:
You had a friend in your past life, who was a goldsmith and doing business in gold and jewelry. You had borrowed gold and some ornaments from your friend which you failed to return. Thus you cheated your friend.
THE EFFECT OF YOUR PAST DEEDS ON PRESENT LIFE:
The sins committed by you in your past life will have their own effects on your present birth. Either yourself or one of your family members are prone to chronic diseases. There will be unnecessary expenditure and loss of money on many issues.
***
WOW!
I think the first paragraph is pretty remarkable in terms of matching sex/location. The first was a 50/50 chance, but a hit for "Brazil" out of all of the other possible locations on Earth is incredible. OTOH, I recall nothing at all about the incident described in the second paragraph--which doesn't disprove it as my memories are sparse. However, I believe the impressions from a life beginning in Brazil connects with other memories of a possible lifetime in which it seems like I died brutally during the Russian invasion of Germany in WWII as described in later posts on this thread. On the third paragraph, I can affirm that the misfortunes recited have come true in my current lifetime, but wonder about the probative value of this “prediction”, as it would probably be true for many others. However, I would also affirm that there has been a great deal of blessing in the midst of these “troubles”--so I don’t feel particularly cursed. 
Also, assuming the second paragraph is true, I may not have been able to return the items in question due to my early and unexpected death/murder. I don’t know why I should feel sensitive about bad behavior of the type specified in a putative past lifetime, but . . . . 
Cordially,
S&S
PS--There will be more to come, but no more time for the moment.
PPS--Methodology: I did a simple search for "vedic astrology past life calculator" and got identical info from two separate sites: https://askastrologer.com/Pastlife.html AND https://www.thinkcalculator.com/horoscope/pastlife.php So, I assume that both of these websites tap into an identical resource of some type. I also got some other results which I consider to be possible "hits" but they seem to deal with possible female lifetimes in earlier eras.
PPPS--I'm curious whether anyone else will get a "hit" like mine. Let me know your results!
I am not a great “rememberer”. I have mostly dealt with strange vignettes—little visions at the edge of sleep or waking, and deep underlying feelings. I tried a few Youtube regression videos, but they did not work very well for me, and stopped working at all after the first few times. I got a bit more from using some alternative techniques. However, I have not gotten much more or even tried for quite a long time. On a whim, I decided to check and see if there were some past life calculators based on Vedic astrology online. I was remembering the fact that Dr. Weiss was very surprised to find results achieved by a Vedic astrologer who used these methods mirroring things he had found out about a client’s PLs via regression. I achieved some interesting results. Below is a quote (italicized) from my Post #4 (from 2014) on this thread, followed by results received (BOLD) by inputting my birth info/location into an online calculator of the type indicated:
I cannot remember the first Youtube that I used, but the presenter wanted to lead me down, down, down into valleys and cellars and so forth in inducing the right state of mind. Somehow, this just seemed to be wrong, for it seemed to me that I needed to be heading for the sea and possibly up high. Nonetheless, I got to the point where I looked down and saw what looked like a simple brown shift and a child's feet, along with a strong impression of a name and that I was a young girl standing near the shore and looking out across or towards the ocean. I believe this was on the coast of S. America, probably Brazil.
***
WHO YOU WERE IN THE LAST LIFE:
You were a female in your previous birth. You were born somewhere in Brazil. You were involved in doing some business.
WHAT YOU DID IN THE LAST LIFE:
You had a friend in your past life, who was a goldsmith and doing business in gold and jewelry. You had borrowed gold and some ornaments from your friend which you failed to return. Thus you cheated your friend.
THE EFFECT OF YOUR PAST DEEDS ON PRESENT LIFE:
The sins committed by you in your past life will have their own effects on your present birth. Either yourself or one of your family members are prone to chronic diseases. There will be unnecessary expenditure and loss of money on many issues.
***
WOW!
I think the first paragraph is pretty remarkable in terms of matching sex/location. The first was a 50/50 chance, but a hit for "Brazil" out of all of the other possible locations on Earth is incredible. OTOH, I recall nothing at all about the incident described in the second paragraph--which doesn't disprove it as my memories are sparse. However, I believe the impressions from a life beginning in Brazil connects with other memories of a possible lifetime in which it seems like I died brutally during the Russian invasion of Germany in WWII as described in later posts on this thread. On the third paragraph, I can affirm that the misfortunes recited have come true in my current lifetime, but wonder about the probative value of this “prediction”, as it would probably be true for many others. However, I would also affirm that there has been a great deal of blessing in the midst of these “troubles”--so I don’t feel particularly cursed. Also, assuming the second paragraph is true, I may not have been able to return the items in question due to my early and unexpected death/murder. I don’t know why I should feel sensitive about bad behavior of the type specified in a putative past lifetime, but . . . . Cordially,
S&S
PS--There will be more to come, but no more time for the moment.
PPS--Methodology: I did a simple search for "vedic astrology past life calculator" and got identical info from two separate sites: https://askastrologer.com/Pastlife.html AND https://www.thinkcalculator.com/horoscope/pastlife.php So, I assume that both of these websites tap into an identical resource of some type. I also got some other results which I consider to be possible "hits" but they seem to deal with possible female lifetimes in earlier eras.
PPPS--I'm curious whether anyone else will get a "hit" like mine. Let me know your results!
Cyrus
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What a "brilliant" domination of history, bravo !
Just a question.
Did the French invasion of Germany occur much later or earlier than the Russian one?
And, e.g., when exactly did the Danish or Polish invasions of Germany take place?
Or, maybe, that "brutal death" occurred in some other parallel universe?
IMHO.
Regards.
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SeaAndSky
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Hi Cyrus,
You need to be clearer about what your problem is with my post. Since I think of you as a person with a scientific bent, I would normally assume it was because I wrote a post giving credence (even if limited) to a form of astrology. However, it seems to be something different. So, please be more direct. I don't mind working with criticism, but it would help if I had a better idea of the nature of the criticism.
Cordially,
S&S
Cyrus
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Oh, it's just an ambiguity: Who invaded whom? Thought I made it quite clear.
No astrology at all.
IMHO.
Best Regards.
SeaAndSky
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Hi Cyrus,
My post was not an attempt to re-write WWII. It seems that you have an objection to the use of the term "invasion" in regard to the counter-offensive by the Allied powers that entered Germany and completed the defeat and subjugation of Nazi Germany. Since this may also be a source of misunderstanding to others, I have changed the phrase "Russian invasion of Germany" to "Russian counter-offensive in Germany"--hopefully that clarifies and eliminates the problem.
Cordially,
S&S
I did, both of them. I can't say I take it seriously. Both sites had the exact text, telling me I was an Austrian male in my past life who mistreated his wife and that was followed by a list of punishments I should encounter in this life.
Of course, I don't believe in punishments (to begin with), and my so-called 'sin' is just something that can't be possible in my situation. I will steal your possessions, no problem, I will cheat and lie, great, I will do all kinds of dishonest things but mistreating a person close to me is not an option. Especially considering that I seem to explore the female position throughout my past lives. Physical abuse is not something that I recognize, not towards 'me', not against others. Another wavelength I guess.
Of course, I don't believe in punishments (to begin with), and my so-called 'sin' is just something that can't be possible in my situation. I will steal your possessions, no problem, I will cheat and lie, great, I will do all kinds of dishonest things but mistreating a person close to me is not an option. Especially considering that I seem to explore the female position throughout my past lives. Physical abuse is not something that I recognize, not towards 'me', not against others. Another wavelength I guess.
By the way, I agree with Cyrus that you can't speak about 'the Russian invasion of Germany' during WWII. But I wouldn't spend that much energy on correcting, haha.
Cyrus
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I did it, too, just out of curiosity, and the result has nothing to do with me, not even remotely, except that I was a male in my PL.
Never believed in such stuff, and this case is one more proof I have been right.
Sincerely, I think that if somebody can't get results out of youtube self-hypnosis clips and has no spontaneous dèjá-vus, he/she shoud try some real hypno-therapist, and one of the best, at that. Will cost money, of course. There is a Belgian regressologist here where I live, who affirms he was a disciple of Michael Newton himself, and he charges 600 euros per session. Too much for me, and besides, his French accent in Spanish makes me shudder and I'm not so fluent in French myself for my subconscious to be able to "swallow" him in a regression in French.
IMHO
Best wishes for everybody.
Never believed in such stuff, and this case is one more proof I have been right.
Sincerely, I think that if somebody can't get results out of youtube self-hypnosis clips and has no spontaneous dèjá-vus, he/she shoud try some real hypno-therapist, and one of the best, at that. Will cost money, of course. There is a Belgian regressologist here where I live, who affirms he was a disciple of Michael Newton himself, and he charges 600 euros per session. Too much for me, and besides, his French accent in Spanish makes me shudder and I'm not so fluent in French myself for my subconscious to be able to "swallow" him in a regression in French.
IMHO
Best wishes for everybody.
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The above "invasion" exchange led me to learn something:
invasion (dictionary.cambridge) an occasion when an army or country uses force to enter and take control of another country:
"The D-Day invasion was a concerted exercise by the armed forces of Britain, the US and Canada."
So an invasion isn't committed only by an aggressor, as I kind of thought (!)
invasion (dictionary.cambridge) an occasion when an army or country uses force to enter and take control of another country:
"The D-Day invasion was a concerted exercise by the armed forces of Britain, the US and Canada."
So an invasion isn't committed only by an aggressor, as I kind of thought (!)
Cyrus
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To invade:
In Latin:
in-vado
vado = I go; in = into
So,
invado = I go into
invadis = you (singular) go into
invadit = he goes into
invadimus = we go into
invaditis = you (plural) go into
invadunt = they go into
........
likewise:
invadebam = I went into
invadebas = you (singular) went into
..........
etc. etc.
.............
invadere = to go into
In a similar way:
cadere = to fall; cadens = falling:
in+cadens => incidens = falling into
............
SeaAndSky
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Hi Firefly,
Thanks for your feedback.
BTW--I mentioned that both sites apparently went to the same "source" program somewhere. So, you only needed to do one or the other. However, what I am really interested in is whether there were any statistically improbable "hits"--i.e., information that reflected what you have remembered--not whether there was a perfect match. Misses are also important, as I want to get some "feeling" at least about how trustworthy this type of thing might be.
The first two items I mentioned about mine were definitely "hits"--especially picking out Brazil from of all the countries on this planet. On the rest, I cannot say whether they were hits or misses as I don't have detailed information on that PL. However, just getting info that I was a female from Brazil was incredible confirmation for me.
So, my question to you is: Were there some "hits" that you believe would be extremely improbable (please list). This proves that there is "some" validity to this methodology. Also, please list the notable "misses" so that some kind of evaluation of hits vs. misses can be made. I cannot, unfortunately do this myself as I don't have enough recall to know whether most of what is there is correct outside of the "hits".
Cordially,
S&S
PS--It is clear to me that there is some degree of correspondence between results and reality here that goes beyond mere "chance". The question is "how much" correspondence there is. Actually, I am glad to find that there are some "misses" as that reassures me that everything in our lives is not pre-determined and astrologically predictable. I would personally find that very oppressive.
PPS--I agree about the "punitive" aspects as well. Plus, if that is going to be there about adverse affects from PLs I would also have to wonder whether there shouldn't also be some positive affects? If we're suffering for something back then, wasn't there also some things that we did right, leading to some good things happening in this lifetime?
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SeaAndSky
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Hi Cyrus,
I agree that regression would be the best, especially if one uses a reputable professional. However, I found it remarkable that anything based on Astrology could pinpoint a country like that. The sex was also correct, but less remarkable as that was a 50% probability. On the rest, I can't evaluate as I have no information. But, just for my information I would appreciate some type of list of hits vs. misses, especially the ones that would be extremely difficult to guess.
Cordially,
S&S
SeaAndSky
Senior Registered
Hi Baro-san:
This was my understanding as well. However, my main interest is hits vs. misses, especially the ones that would be extremely difficult to guess.
Cordially,
S&S
Cyrus
Senior Registered
Ah, good old S&S, always such a gentleman.
When I was at the university, those of us who specialized in physics, were considered the most uneducated of all, and some of us even were kind of proud of this.
I was (partially) saved from becoming a complete savage, I guess by my unconscious attraction to studying languages, which, in its turn, came from my two last PLs.
You were the last person I should have suspected of believing in astrology or numerology, but, alas, i tempi cambiano [the times change].
But it's not my business, after all.
Wish you all the best.
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SeaAndSky
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I will polish up my halo! However, that observation really depends on the definition used for "gentleman" (and the era). I think I could kill someone who threatened another with death, especially if the one threatened was friend or family. This would have been considered "gentlemanly" in most eras. OTOH, I don't think I would do this because my honor or that of a loved one was impugned. I think that would bar me from the status of "gentleman" before the 20th century. And, there is another problem: I am disgusted by the vast amounts of wealth accumulated by the few, while ordinary folks experience stagnant incomes or slide back into poverty. I think this would disqualify me for the status of "gentleman" in most eras, including the current one. Fortunately, I would still be able to "get by" in the modern era as the current equivalent so long as I am willing to do lip-service to the idea of helping the "less fortunate" who are members of select and limited minority groupings of some kind. Unfortunately, this smacks of virtue signaling and hypocrisy to me. 
Also, I am disgusted by the elevation of crassness, coarseness, crudity and vice since the 60s 
among and by those who are, supposedly, the "elite" definers of public behavior and mores--i.e., those who would have been referred to as "gentlemen" and "ladies" in the past but eschew that title in the modern era. Consequently, it appears that I will never qualify for the title, and am not sure that I would like to (as it currently stands). This is especially true as my blood is not blue and my roots (in terms of my current lifetime) are perilously close to those who are "hewers of wood and carriers of water". All that is left to me is ordinary courtesy, and I don't always manage to even meet that standard. I definitely envy your attraction to, and facility with, languages. It is something that I wish I had! I managed to avoid savagery due (I think) to the fact that I could never wholly and completely accept the materialist paradigm. It was tempting at times, but mostly just because I wanted to fit into a certain image (current at the time) for "brainy" people, especially scientific types and professionals. Ultimately I found it to be not only nonsensical but totally dry and empty.
On numerology, nyet. On astrology, I think it is a theoretical possibility. This is not, however, a belief based in the idea of "influences" of some kind emanating from heavenly bodies, but on synchronicity. I.e., for those of us who believe in a divine and infinite creator creating and guiding the cosmos towards a final goal in accordance with a divine plan, it is quite possible that elements of the creator's plan (both personal and universal) are mirrored in the stars in some way. It is no more difficult to imagine God including this in the design of the Cosmos than anything else.
Cordially,
S&S
PS--I am familiar with your WWII lifetime, but don't remember anything about your other PL. Perhaps you can point me to the right thread, etc. on that.
I think that this "calculator" works by using birth data to draw a rudimentary astrological chart of the inquirer, then invents a plausible past-life scenario that could karmically cause whatever is inferred from that astrological chart.
I ran it for myself, and I didn't find it credible, as I expected.
You have free-will, so you can change any innate predisposition in the limits of the primary assumptions of the physical-reality (you can't grow a missing body part). Those predispositions usually point to lessons you came here to learn. You have to find out which are those, and work on them.
Astrology, as I-Ching, as other divination methods are conduits to tap your inner guidance and your intuition. That always happens with some distortions caused by your beliefs, expectations, innate ignorance caused by your soul's level of evolvement.
In my opinion, guessing what your future has in store for you isn't a useful approach. A better approach is to find out what you came here to learn now, from this perspective what you should do now, and do it. If you do it, you already have the satisfaction of doing the right thing. If you succeed, then satisfaction will be even greater, and as these things work, great things will serendipitously happen in your life, because your feelings of satisfaction, joy, confidence will cause in your life situations that will bring more such feelings.
I believe that Nostradamus had visions. He described them quite vaguely, intentionally or not, so they can seem to fit whatever one believes, expects, fears, wishes.
If there is no unique reality, and time doesn't inexorably flow in one direction, hypotheses I subscribe to in my own terms, then there is nothing that inevitably one individual, a group of people, humanity, the planet, the universe, will experience.
That specific video not only that it doesn't have any informative value, but it is an example of what people shouldn't do: fear, and peddle fear. I think that you posted it as an example of ridiculous and unfortunate instance of such.
SeaAndSky
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Hi Baro-san,
I am not really too interested in any "moralizing" or guidance aspects of the program in question, or its projecting of current adverse consequences from prior "bad" behavior. From that standpoint, I appreciate your critique. However, it really has nothing to do with the goals for my question as I am not interested in using it as an oracle in terms of how to live my current lifetime. I only want to find out how accurate it is in terms of facts alleged in regard to people's past lifetimes.
I only have a few memories from my last lifetime, and the program had "hits" for two important facts that it would be highly improbable for it to come up with (in combination) via any kind of random "fact" generator, or from the date, time and location of my current birth. So I am convinced that it does (at least partly) do what it claims to do. However, in order to make a more reasoned and nuanced judgment in terms of its value/accuracy more data is needed. That is why I am appealing to those with more PL memories of their last lifetime to do a list of significant "hits" vs. "misses" in terms of your past life memories. Frankly, I have no interest at all in any alleged current life consequences from past life actions or etc.
If you feel like you would like to just do it by category, feel free to do it that way. So, you could just say something like PL Sex = miss; PL Birth location = hit; PL **** = hit; PL **** = miss; etc. etc. I know you do not have any requirement to help out on this, but I would appreciate any help you are willing to give.
Cordially,
S&S