A few months ago I posted here about having flashes of memory involving a man who in that past life was my husband , my son, a place where we lived . Over the course of last few weeks I had more memories , seeing a country house , playing with children on a medow , but also the knowing that that wasnt our home , which was , and I somehow just knew it, in Prague . Also I had this feeling of knowing , more than actually remembering , that our family was somehow important at that time . And one more important thing is the rememberance of myself calling my husband cheekily "doctor".The reason I mention all of this follows.
So , the other day I was reading about Austrian empire before the first world war , and in the segment about political happenings in the countries of the empire I came accross a name of a politician and his photo that almost made my heart stop . Staring back at me was the face of a man that was imprinted in my memory since the first rememberance . The thing that was the most profound were the eyes , those eyes I would recognise everywhere , anytime, because even when I close my eyes I can see their colour ,brightness,the way their edges would cringle when he smiled,even without the flasback of a memory.
Doing some research online , what I found really convinced me once for all time of reincarnation . He was a doctor,of economics,important politician in ninetheen century Prague , got married to a woman fifteen years younger,that fact made sense of the memory of him with grayish hair and beard,but me looking not so old . I was able to found that they had at least two children , one of them beeing a younger boy I first saw and a daughter,obviously older,her I saw playing on a medow, and they did have a country house which was often visited while the children were small .
I am still under the influence of my discovery , especially circumstances of it , like I was lead by something towards it with so many unindipendant,at least to a casual observer , actions. Breathtaking . . .
So , the other day I was reading about Austrian empire before the first world war , and in the segment about political happenings in the countries of the empire I came accross a name of a politician and his photo that almost made my heart stop . Staring back at me was the face of a man that was imprinted in my memory since the first rememberance . The thing that was the most profound were the eyes , those eyes I would recognise everywhere , anytime, because even when I close my eyes I can see their colour ,brightness,the way their edges would cringle when he smiled,even without the flasback of a memory.
Doing some research online , what I found really convinced me once for all time of reincarnation . He was a doctor,of economics,important politician in ninetheen century Prague , got married to a woman fifteen years younger,that fact made sense of the memory of him with grayish hair and beard,but me looking not so old . I was able to found that they had at least two children , one of them beeing a younger boy I first saw and a daughter,obviously older,her I saw playing on a medow, and they did have a country house which was often visited while the children were small .
I am still under the influence of my discovery , especially circumstances of it , like I was lead by something towards it with so many unindipendant,at least to a casual observer , actions. Breathtaking . . .
I hope you'll share more of your story as it unfolds - I, for one, am fascinated 
