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I once used to have a woman's name running through my memory, but was never entirely sure what the surname was, since I could quite get it. Then, a few years later, I dreamt one night, I was inside a half built house. Everything was beautiful and I was so proud of it. There was a winding, ornate staircase, with a school room and communal inkwell at the top. I looked out over an unbuilt window, and there was a hot house with tropical plants below. I knew it was the woman's house, or that she was supposed to have lived there, but she was never able to. Then, a few months later, I stumbled upon the house - I saw just the side of it down a side street as I went past on a bus, and I knew without a doubt, that it was the same house. I managed to look it up and discover a little about it, and it was indeed only half built - the builders went bankrupt and the owner never found anyone else to finish it. So, although he designed it for his own family to live in, it never was used...!

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ooch, sorry. It didn't come out very well on the picture, but it really was - and still is, very beautiful. It doesn't show just how ornate it is.. :(
 
The original image is small...if you can find a larger image of the building Lynnette, you can post it here again so we can see. :)
 
When I was much younger I had a nightmare of being chased by this guy, who was ranting and roaring like a madman, claiming that I had his eyes. He was wearing the same cut of clothing, only in mid-to-light blue:





I didn't know who he was at the time, but between the nightmare and my identifying him, I became fascinated with Bavaria and the life of King Ludwig II. I read much about him without ever having seen a picture. I always felt that the historians and biographers got so much wrong, but onyl because they did not know what was going on inside the King's mind. When I finally did see what he looked like, my blood ran cold.


I still can't claim him as a PL with any degree of certainty because the time he was alive overlaps with a life that I have some degree of confirmation on, and I still instinctively reject the notion of living multiple lives at once.
 
Rattlesnakes and copperheads are quite common here in Pennsylvania, and my father was once chased in his boat by a cottonmouth. VERY SCARY ... especially for someone with a snake phobia.


I was once on a walk in the woods with a friend. He was pointing out the beautiful foilage, the birds, etc. I was watching the path and saw a copperhead coiled in the sun in the middle of the path. I literally couldn't talk I was so scared. I squeezed his arm so hard he stopped talking and saw the snake. It was lucky because he was wearing sandals.


No wonder I stay out of the woods ...
 
What a fascinating website, will be spending a lot of time browsing those images :) Amazing to see so many pictures of Native North Americans on there


In case anyone is interested, English Heritage are putting their archives online, and have made a start here: http://www.englishheritagearchives.org.uk/ It only deals with England, but still has some fascinating old pictures :)
 
I love this thread!


This may not seem like much to others, but this picture below means the world to me. I 'accidentally' came across this picture while browsing through photographs of Ireland for a project. When I first saw it my heart skipped a beat, and I saw memory flashes of my past life in Ireland I had not remembered since I was very little. That life ended very sadly, I only lived to the age of about 12-14 because of potato famine, and I was separated from my entire family before the end. But there were happy times too - my name was Fiona, I was an Irish fiddler.


Here it is: My home in Ireland looked exactly like this - (with all the dirt out front and the close overgrown brush, with the big tree out back) - very humble I know, but it was home.
 
I could be very happy living in a house like that! Sure, I daydream about mansions, castles, and even a personal skyscraper (come on, give me a break, I was like maybe 4 or 5!), but ultimately I just want a cozy little place to call ours. As long as I'm with my husband, even a lean-to will do fine!
 
Lady2,


My ancestors on both sides came from Ireland because of the potato famine. Quite horrible, no wonder you are so sad. Even sadder was it didn't have to happen. To discover that shocked me.


We hail from County Cork and County Donegal. Do you know where you were?
 
Mama2HRB said:
We hail from County Cork and County Donegal. Do you know where you were?
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No, at this time I do not know what county/area my family & I were living in - hopefully I will one day though. I LOVE Ireland, and plan on visiting it one day, if possible going back to the same area I was from.


It's interesting to note that in this life by the age of 4 I was asking my mom for a fiddle, I have played since I was 5 - primarily traditional Irish...These memories came up later when I was about 12, and then my strange desire for Irish fiddling (in a non-musical family) finally made complete sense to me! :thumbsup:
 
that's a wonderful and validating find!


happiness and wealth are in no way linked together. a house like that speaks volumes.. real life, real people, real memories and it was probably made by someones loving father or grandfather in the same way that their grandfather built their own house. Stuff like that is a treasure and a legacy.
 
Lady2,


Have you seen "The Search for Bridey Murphy"? It takes place in Ireland. I enjoyed the background items as much as the story itself.


Also, has your family roots been traced? You might find a connection there ...
 
"The Search for Bridey Murphy"? No, I have not seen it - I will look into it!


Actually, I have done tons of work & research with my mom on our family tree. Ancestry.com is a great tool for finding records/documentation, as well as distant family members that are still living. I really enjoy doing it - have only found a couple connections to Ireland on more distant parts of the tree, and don't know very much about even those. But you never know, there is another branch of the tree that I know is from Ireland, but I haven't got many of them on the tree yet, so I could find out more there! I hope to find the area of Ireland they descend from.


I have often wondered if we were anyone on the family tree in a past life, or knew the people back in their time...
 
These pictures are so fascinating, and it's great to see that some of you are finding likenesses that you have seen in previous lives. I haven't looked at all of the pictures in the link that Deborah provided but did check some of them. I'll certainly keep looking and thanks for sharing. And thanks to Helz Belz for sharing the EnglishHeritage link.


Unhappily I can't seem to experience a past life memory, or find an image that would be familiar enough to help me remember a life before this one. I have a bunch of coincidences, unusual happenings, and an strong attraction that all lead to Amelia Earhart but nothing strong enough to think about being with her in a past life. And I see that someone has already claimed to have been her in the past.


I do genealogy too and am so drawn to the people that are in my ancestry, and from anecdotal stories of past family members I can see how I share some very strong traits.


Didn't it come to pass that the Bridey Murphy story was a hoax? I've always felt confused by that and I still have my old copy somewhere.
 
If anyone is interested in Chinese history, I've been saving all of the photos I've been finding into my flickr account..Anyone is welcome to have a look.
 
Leesea said:
Unhappily I can't seem to experience a past life memory, or find an image that would be familiar enough to help me remember a life before this one.
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I believe—but cannot substantiate—that many of us probably do experience past-life memories; but that we don't recognize them for what they are. Memories can fit many categories such as memory of emotions, memory of scenes, a sense of deja-vu, or the simple recognition of facts which seem to come easily. Perhaps you have met someone that seemed familiar, or you were able to name a particular tool that you know you've never seen before. A truly satisfactory memory is one where all these facets of memory are working in unison, and that rarely happens to any of us. After all, who among us can remember what we at on May 21st of last year? Yet, somehow we know or recognize some things that we know have never crossed our minds before.


As for the Bridey Murphy story, it has certainly lost much of the sensational impact that it had when it first came out, because of noteworthy reports that it MIGHT have been contrived. But—noteworthy or not—such claims were made by known rabid skeptics who, themselves, may have contrived their so-called investigations into the matter; which points out the only real truth: that we should be critical of all second-hand information, regardless of the source.
 
I agree with that!


It's funny knowing what I know now and being able to look back upon things from my childhood.


I can recall many things that I just knew instinctively, without being told when I was a child. Much like my son, I love B&W movies like Abbott & Costello and I just sort of knew that one hat or coat was from the 20's and another from the '30s'. At the time, it never occurred to me how I knew that. I also just seemed to know words like "stole", the article of clothing that is.


Here's something else I wonder about.. We often hear stories about children, before they're born, watching their new parents. can that be a source of information as well?


I remember once when I was three, I had a rather serious argument with a young girl that it was actually I who had invented the phrase "no way, Jose" which was common with children back then.


Is it possible that I had heard that while I was "floating around" my parents?
 
With Bridey Murphy I was fascinated by the background and the items as much for the time period she was in when it happened as for what she was saying. I have become a Netflix addict LOL
 
Nightrain said:
Memories can fit many categories such as memory of emotions, memory of scenes, a sense of deja-vu, or the simple recognition of facts which seem to come easily. Perhaps you have met someone that seemed familiar, or you were able to name a particular tool that you know you've never seen before. A truly satisfactory memory is one where all these facets of memory are working in unison, and that rarely happens to any of us.
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Well said! I couldn't agree more! :thumbsup:
 
There is something about them that grabs me, but it's more of a nostalgic feeling without any imagery to go with it. I remember we did these in grade school and I thought they were great fun, but even then they called forth an unidentifiable nostalgia. A big house, fancy, ,,,,,,,


Great. Now my mind floods with images, but some of them are from books I've read. Sigh! More to chew on!
 
Nightrain said:
I believe—but cannot substantiate—that many of us probably do experience past-life memories; but that we don't recognize them for what they are. Memories can fit many categories such as memory of emotions, memory of scenes, a sense of deja-vu, or the simple recognition of facts which seem to come easily. Perhaps you have met someone that seemed familiar, or you were able to name a particular tool that you know you've never seen before. A truly satisfactory memory is one where all these facets of memory are working in unison, and that rarely happens to any of us. After all, who among us can remember what we at on May 21st of last year? Yet, somehow we know or recognize some things that we know have never crossed our minds before.
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Snipped to quote part of your post, Nightrain.


Yes I agree. I believe much the same that we do experience past-life memories but just do not recognize them. That is how I feel at times when I have what I call unusual happenings in the form of fleeting visions, repeated dreams, many deja-vu experiences, and also unexplained attractions to people, places, or things.


I guess I said "unhappily" up thread because I wish for more.
 
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Something about the eyes on both girls...such sadness, and so young to have experienced such sorrow. Novices to become nuns...but at 8 or 9 years old? Yikes. If someone could tell me what it says at the bottom and in what language - I would be forever grateful. It was suggested to me that it was possibly written in the cyrillic alphabet. I have a feeling somewhere in that hand written note is an important message. Perhaps someone has memories of becoming a nun at such a young age - or a story to tell?
 
I don't think it's Cyrillic. I could make out "Mama" in the last line. Were can I find this photo so I can blow it up? Do you have a link? Maybe it's Portuguese? Maybe the family couldn't afford to keep these girls. Living in a convent was probably better than selling them as child brides.
 
Must be in the interpretation of the eyes. I don't think they look sad at all. They were posed, probably told to look like nuns, and nuns aren't exactly known for their jovial nature, so the little girls put on the most pious expressions they could manage.
 
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I think it's Italian, maybe an odd dialect or just terrible penmanship? I see the words 'operano' and 'beino'. According to my translator, www.systranet.com , 'operano' is the third-person for "they operate", which could be "they are doing" or "they are being", and 'beino' comes out as "they make happy" or "they are happy". I also see 'sana', which means "safe".
 
Very interesting Shiftkitty.Thank you for even the snippets you gave. I love old photos....and the note just intrigued me more.coffee
 
You're welcome. I would love to know what it says in its entirety. "Beino" is repeated, which I think implies emphasis, such as the difference between someone being "very happy" or "very, very happy". if anyone can make out the rest of the words or letters, I'm eager to know what it says, as well!
 
Wow, this was really cool to read through. Seeing what people come up with as validations for their past life memories never gets old. It's great to see the fruits of everyone's labor!


I don't mind adding one of mine:


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Last year I got a little memory out of regression from a war scene, there was a single aircraft involved and another soldier and I got caught in the open and were squeezed up against the side of some vehicle hoping to avoid the gunfire. The angled sides were really distinct and I was racking my brain trying to think of what exactly we were in. That slope was very clearly behind my back and obviously it wasn't a car, but the top was open and so it wasn't a tank... anyways a few months later I ended up finding a halftrack, I'd seen them from the outside before but the inside view was new and totally confirmed those details for me. When I first got the memory I really wasn't sure, and took it with a big grain of salt since it was extremely small. Not cramped, really, just small. For whatever reason I couldn't quite believe that but several photos I've found of this particular model of halftrack quite clearly confirm exactly that. Even the little gun up front is correct. It seems like sort of a minor thing but it was really one of the first times where it was quite a clear validation, and certainly not just something I'd made up or seen from some movie. Finding this did a lot for quelling my own self-doubt and skepticism. So it was a big deal to me!


Anyone else have some to share?
 
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