Shared Experiences
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curious_girl
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The latest news from Oxford.
I actually didn't want to talk about reincarnation,
but the subject pops up every time we talk.
The funny thing is that he is hearing me out,
I thought that was my job
Anyway, we were talking yesterday,
about his job, about the interesting people he meets there.
A writer, a Noble Prize winner, inspired people working for the United Nations.
He feels very much attracted to academic and intellectual minds.
We talked about politics, about science, about poetry.
And again I started seeing flash backs from a long time ago,
a college boy sitting under a tree, reading a book.
Everything is so English, the landscape, the big oak, the clothes he's wearing.
He's so perfectly innocent and open to everything.
I remember that he "admired" my way of living in the past,
he also was hungry for long walks, interesting journeys and adventures.
Yesterday he said exactly the same, that he admired me,
my way of thinking and my way of approaching things.
He even said he "loved" me.
This also rang a past life bell.
In the past I was in love with him in a most romantic way.
Like Oscar Wilde adored his Bosie.
But now I understand that his love was probably totally different,
not a sexual or romantic kind of love, but more some kind of admiration for a friend,
for someone who's much older and "wiser" (because I wasn't so wise back then
)
When he tells me today that he loves me, he probably means the same.
It's an innocent, open kind of love.
It doesn't force me to say: mind you're words, you're married.
This past life love affair once meant a lot to me.
But I don't have many memories about him.
Just a few dreams, but all very intense.
I'm sure that I will find out soon how the relationship really was.
And if I really was responsible for his death.
I don't feel any anger from his side, more something like forgiveness:
it's all right, you're not the one to blame.
Although he says he doesn't remember anything,
I see that some unclear memories from the past slowly get into perspective.
Curious Girl.
I actually didn't want to talk about reincarnation,
but the subject pops up every time we talk.
The funny thing is that he is hearing me out,
I thought that was my job
Anyway, we were talking yesterday,
about his job, about the interesting people he meets there.
A writer, a Noble Prize winner, inspired people working for the United Nations.
He feels very much attracted to academic and intellectual minds.
We talked about politics, about science, about poetry.
And again I started seeing flash backs from a long time ago,
a college boy sitting under a tree, reading a book.
Everything is so English, the landscape, the big oak, the clothes he's wearing.
He's so perfectly innocent and open to everything.
I remember that he "admired" my way of living in the past,
he also was hungry for long walks, interesting journeys and adventures.
Yesterday he said exactly the same, that he admired me,
my way of thinking and my way of approaching things.
He even said he "loved" me.
This also rang a past life bell.
In the past I was in love with him in a most romantic way.
Like Oscar Wilde adored his Bosie.
But now I understand that his love was probably totally different,
not a sexual or romantic kind of love, but more some kind of admiration for a friend,
for someone who's much older and "wiser" (because I wasn't so wise back then
)When he tells me today that he loves me, he probably means the same.
It's an innocent, open kind of love.
It doesn't force me to say: mind you're words, you're married.
This past life love affair once meant a lot to me.
But I don't have many memories about him.
Just a few dreams, but all very intense.
I'm sure that I will find out soon how the relationship really was.
And if I really was responsible for his death.
I don't feel any anger from his side, more something like forgiveness:
it's all right, you're not the one to blame.
Although he says he doesn't remember anything,
I see that some unclear memories from the past slowly get into perspective.
Curious Girl.
tiltjlp
A Recycled Soul
Possibly. An internet friend and I who are both members here and two other site have a suspicion that we may have been monks/scribes together in the 11th, 13th, and maybe possibly 15th centuries. We're both poets, and feed off each others energy and inspiration. We both sense that we are truly kindred spirits and souls, and got along like brothers from the first time we met. We happen to be each others bigger fans and supporters.
John
John
I started looking for some data regarding past lives and came across this forum. Actually I have been constantly haunted with dreams that predicted the future and which later turned out to be true. A few days ago though I had a vivid dream about three past lives. Actually meeting a cousin of mine triggered off something in my mind and I was very restless since I met her.
I kept telling her that we belonged together....that we came from the past. I don't know exactly why I said that then but later I had this dream in which I saw her as an army personal and I was a village girl who was in love with him. We share a great love for each other in this life time too. I had always had a feeling before meeting her that I was searching for someone and since I have met her that feeling has left me. Actually in my dream she had promised to come back for me but could not fulfill her promise.
When I met her now after almost eighteen years of not meeting each other I could not leave her alone. I always had a fear that she would leave and go and never come back. Later I understood why I felt that way....it was due to her not being able to come back for me in our past life together....and I had brought that torment of unfulfilled love with me to this life.
I kept telling her that we belonged together....that we came from the past. I don't know exactly why I said that then but later I had this dream in which I saw her as an army personal and I was a village girl who was in love with him. We share a great love for each other in this life time too. I had always had a feeling before meeting her that I was searching for someone and since I have met her that feeling has left me. Actually in my dream she had promised to come back for me but could not fulfill her promise.
When I met her now after almost eighteen years of not meeting each other I could not leave her alone. I always had a fear that she would leave and go and never come back. Later I understood why I felt that way....it was due to her not being able to come back for me in our past life together....and I had brought that torment of unfulfilled love with me to this life.
tanguerra
Moderator Emeritus
Hi Kiran,
Welcome to the forum. You have come to the right place.
It is an interesting story and similar to an experience of my own. I and others talk about it here: http://www.childpastlives.org/vBulletin/showthread.php?t=7594&page=2
I hope you enjoy reading and writing more of your experiences.
Welcome to the forum. You have come to the right place.
It is an interesting story and similar to an experience of my own. I and others talk about it here: http://www.childpastlives.org/vBulletin/showthread.php?t=7594&page=2
I hope you enjoy reading and writing more of your experiences.
Wandering Mom
New Member
Shared Memories
This has happened to me a few times. The first time I was in my 20's and went on a trip to the Yucatan. While there my roommate (who I had never met before the trip) and I shared multiple memories, too numerous to go into here. We know our way around ruined cities, had mutual precognition, and, basically had a very intense connection.
About 30 years ago I had a recurring dream of being a young woman during the crusades. Again, details are legion. Several years later I met a young woman in a class, and we had an instantaneous connection. We became friends. One day, out of the blue, she said to me, "I remember you in the Crusades when I was a refugee and you saved me." Every detail she gave me matched exactly with what I had visioned several years before. I still get goosebumps when I think of it.
This has happened to me a few times. The first time I was in my 20's and went on a trip to the Yucatan. While there my roommate (who I had never met before the trip) and I shared multiple memories, too numerous to go into here. We know our way around ruined cities, had mutual precognition, and, basically had a very intense connection.
About 30 years ago I had a recurring dream of being a young woman during the crusades. Again, details are legion. Several years later I met a young woman in a class, and we had an instantaneous connection. We became friends. One day, out of the blue, she said to me, "I remember you in the Crusades when I was a refugee and you saved me." Every detail she gave me matched exactly with what I had visioned several years before. I still get goosebumps when I think of it.
Nightrain
Senior Registered
I've often felt a connection with my sons and some of their friends, one of whom felt that he was in Vietnam in his past life. One memory of an unusual incident that he shared with me was stunningly similar to an incident I experienced during this lifetime, but forty-two years ago. I've never told anyone about it. From a skeptical point of view, it is possible that he could have read about it or heard the story from someone else, who was there; so I kept the "coincidence" to myself. But when I look into his eyes, I sometimes sense some kind of recognition.