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Strong past life memories

CMoulton

New Member
Dear Friends,

I am new to this group, searching for souls who have felt the same thing I have and know what I am talking about. I guess if one has not experienced the intense emotional memory of a past life it is hard to understand what it is like.

If anyone can relate to this, please tell me.
I need someone who understands what I am talking about.

First of all, I am a Swedish American working singer and actor. I have a steady job in a German opera house. I am happily married man living in a beautiful house and I have a 16 year old daughter. I am clearly blessed.

How I found out who I was in two previous lives of mine I will spare you. I will only say that, as always, the signs were so remarkable that I was flabbergasted. The deeper I go into this, the clearer the picture becomes. What really is deep is that the emotions and attachments to the people I knew and lost tragically back then have returned and that multiple memories have come back that have been proven true in historical record. Places I remember that look just like remember them. Needless to say, although I am very happy in my current life, it engulfs me. My wife knows the story. Friends know it. A Buddhist buddy of mine knows it. But very few can actually fathom how deep this touches my soul. I am proud to know who I was and deeply honor the woman I loved back then and can proudly say that she is my guardian angel today. After I was lynched on a Swedish courtyard in 1810, I died 17 years after her, she swore to save my soul.

In a previous life, I was Count Axel von Fersen and my twin flame was Queen Marie Antoinette. I really was her only friend and her lover. The only one she could trust. Really the only one. I spent hours and hours just listening to her worries and how she suffered under the lies that were told about her. I knew the Dahlia and Wisteria were her favorite flowers and that we danced the minuet together. Her favorite bird, the crane, landed on a neighbour's roof, watching me during breakfast after my first big awakening. I had distinct memories of the garden of Petit Trianon without ever having seen a photo of it.

I have so many pre- and post-French Revolution recollections about this. I tried to save her twice and failed twice. She keeps telling me now that her love for me goes directly to my family. That love is all we are. I keep getting info from the other side who of my dear ones were what in that life. My father in law was a revolutionary who hated Marie until her execution, regretting it after her death. My wife was my sister back then. My current daughter was Marie's and my unofficial daughter Marie Therése back then. So, naturally, Marie Antoinette is protecting us. My daughter is the reincarnation of her disabled firstborn back before the revolution.

We were three aristocrats back then, the Swedish king Gustav, me (Axel) and Marie. Three thirty somethings enjoying each other's company before all hell broke loose.

I was back in Versailles and in Petit Trianon this summer. When I saw the garden of my dear Marie's Petit Trianon, I wept like a baby.

I am happy, sad, high, low, sane, nuts, all at the same time. I want to talk to these souls and know they hear me. But I can't see them. I am not bound to this body. The signs, memories and awakenings I have had are marvelous but confusing.

This goes beyond my physical understanding.

To me, it's a huge big deal.
It would help if anyone could relate or give me advice what to do.
Do I contact a regression therapist, a medium that contacts Marie or what? Since I went back to the Trianon, it has gotten way more intense. It is super cool, but I no longer feel attached to this world.

Can anyone relate to this or has anyone has similar past life memories?

Thankfully and lightfully,
Charles
 

CMoulton

New Member
If you have any advice regarding my post and what I can do to lighten the burden of the intensity of my past life memories, I would very happy. Actually, being part of this forum already helps me. Whew. Thanks.
 

Emma66

Once a Marine, always a Marine
If you have any advice regarding my post and what I can do to lighten the burden of the intensity of my past life memories, I would very happy. Actually, being part of this forum already helps me. Whew. Thanks.
Welcome to the forum. I really understand what you are going through. I couldn't give you advice because all this is new to me as well. Always had strange feeling, déjà-vu and interest in foreign countries and just said as a joke:" oh because I did that in a past life!" After a regression on October 23rd 2021 I realized I had memories of someone who really existed. The door was open to other past lives . I miss my PL families, the places where I lived. My only thoughts are "I wanna go home" but where as I have memories of several countries? Music, a photo or sometimes I don't know what's a trigger and I burst into tears.
Writing memories, feelings in a journal, collecting evidence to validate memories helps me a lot and forums and Facebook groups also help me to realize I am not the only one, not crazy.
 
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MlleElisa

Active Member
Hello Charles,

First of all, welcome to the forum! I returned after a long time and i'm interested in reading people's messages.
I should be sleeping (very late in Europe) but my tired eyes caught your message for some reason, and i had to respond.
Where shall i begin... Your memories of Versailles first of all caught my attention. When i was a little girl i would often get flashbacks after seeing something that would remind me of things from a past life. For example, someone in the neighbourhood had a garden that looked very tidy and beautifully done with white statues and hedges in certain shapes, and a large gate. For some reason, i would always have the image in my head of that garden - there was something about it, something i recognized. Certain floor tiles that had the black & white chess patterns would give me flashbacks and dreams. A clock in the centre with gold and a large courtyard. And what most struck me, was that i remember looking out of a small window on top of the castle, the roof with the many statues & golden windows... So i must have lived in the upper rooms. The room was nicely done with golden frames and a paler/yellow-ish color walls. When i looked trough my window, i could always see the statue from the sides. I believe it was a female statue, but not sure about it, but i would always see it. I seem to have spent my last days in that room... I was either sick, as i knew i only had a few days left, there was something with my lungs... Or, they would take me away. As far as i remember, there were dark carriages downtairs on the courtyard. But, these were my last days and i wanted it to be over. I also remember the sun was out and i was always in that room. I went to Versailles for the first time a few years ago, and i even discovered a room there, a library room, the room of my dreams. It was a red chair with golden frames put in the corner, and the books were visible from the closet, it had windows. It wasnt a very big room. But i always sat there, as it was quiet. I also remember sitting in the salon/living room watching the golden clocks... but, there was something with the clock, it had to be restored or something... and it would take a long time to export and inport it back. We were sooo frustrated about it(!) I have no clue, was there anything to do with a clock? I'm pretty sure there was from my memories. The clock had two females i believe, in gold.

I also remember, we were with three people, i believe, females, in an open carriage and we would go to a smaller white building and stand on the balcony. We were very happy then.

The room where Marie-Antoinette was kept during the french revolution was also not unknown to me, for some reason. I visited the place for real, and i had that tingly sensation again in my stomach, that i only feel in very rare cases, in case of memories ...

I also had a dream about me and another person... standing in front of the window and i said ''Is it gonna come here''? I remember, i wore a blue dress.

Who i was, i'm not sure, but all i can say is that i had these very clear memories and i'm highly confused, as it's parallel with another live i 'could' have lived. So, i still need to find out a lot of answers!

Honestly, it is creeping me out now, how CLEAR it is with these clocks! It's like it was yesterday. I still see myself sitting there in the salon, watching the clocks and they had a very light and nice sound to listen to.

Nice to meet you Charles! Perhaps we know each other :)

Elisa
 
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Eva1942

A Walking Enigma...
Dear Friends,

I am new to this group, searching for souls who have felt the same thing I have and know what I am talking about. I guess if one has not experienced the intense emotional memory of a past life it is hard to understand what it is like.

If anyone can relate to this, please tell me.
I need someone who understands what I am talking about.

First of all, I am a Swedish American working singer and actor. I have a steady job in a German opera house. I am happily married man living in a beautiful house and I have a 16 year old daughter. I am clearly blessed.

How I found out who I was in two previous lives of mine I will spare you. I will only say that, as always, the signs were so remarkable that I was flabbergasted. The deeper I go into this, the clearer the picture becomes. What really is deep is that the emotions and attachments to the people I knew and lost tragically back then have returned and that multiple memories have come back that have been proven true in historical record. Places I remember that look just like remember them. Needless to say, although I am very happy in my current life, it engulfs me. My wife knows the story. Friends know it. A Buddhist buddy of mine knows it. But very few can actually fathom how deep this touches my soul. I am proud to know who I was and deeply honor the woman I loved back then and can proudly say that she is my guardian angel today. After I was lynched on a Swedish courtyard in 1810, I died 17 years after her, she swore to save my soul.

In a previous life, I was Count Axel von Fersen and my twin flame was Queen Marie Antoinette. I really was her only friend and her lover. The only one she could trust. Really the only one. I spent hours and hours just listening to her worries and how she suffered under the lies that were told about her. I knew the Dahlia and Wisteria were her favorite flowers and that we danced the minuet together. Her favorite bird, the crane, landed on a neighbour's roof, watching me during breakfast after my first big awakening. I had distinct memories of the garden of Petit Trianon without ever having seen a photo of it.

I have so many pre- and post-French Revolution recollections about this. I tried to save her twice and failed twice. She keeps telling me now that her love for me goes directly to my family. That love is all we are. I keep getting info from the other side who of my dear ones were what in that life. My father in law was a revolutionary who hated Marie until her execution, regretting it after her death. My wife was my sister back then. My current daughter was Marie's and my unofficial daughter Marie Therése back then. So, naturally, Marie Antoinette is protecting us. My daughter is the reincarnation of her disabled firstborn back before the revolution.

We were three aristocrats back then, the Swedish king Gustav, me (Axel) and Marie. Three thirty somethings enjoying each other's company before all hell broke loose.

I was back in Versailles and in Petit Trianon this summer. When I saw the garden of my dear Marie's Petit Trianon, I wept like a baby.

I am happy, sad, high, low, sane, nuts, all at the same time. I want to talk to these souls and know they hear me. But I can't see them. I am not bound to this body. The signs, memories and awakenings I have had are marvelous but confusing.

This goes beyond my physical understanding.

To me, it's a huge big deal.
It would help if anyone could relate or give me advice what to do.
Do I contact a regression therapist, a medium that contacts Marie or what? Since I went back to the Trianon, it has gotten way more intense. It is super cool, but I no longer feel attached to this world.

Can anyone relate to this or has anyone has similar past life memories?

Thankfully and lightfully,
Charles
Hello,

I’ve had a past life where my twin soul was in the same physical lifetime as me. You are more than welcome to search through my posts if you like.

If you can recall past life memories, have you tried talking to her yourself? (I presume this is what you’re asking? To talk with her in Spirit?) I have many Spirit visitors who I talk to, all of which were in my past lives in some way.

I’ve never felt attached to this world. Right now, my soul longs for the return to a manor home that was in my family for years in what is now - Sharpsburg, MD, USA. It still stands, but if I ever won lotto, I’d buy it and live in it.

Hope this helps,
Eva x
 

CMoulton

New Member
Welcome to the forum. I really understand what you are going through. I couldn't give you advice because all this is new to me as well. Always had strange feeling, déjà-vu and interest in foreign countries and just said as a joke:" oh because I did that in a past life!" After a regression on October 23rd 2021 I realized I had memories of someone who really existed. The door was open to other past lives . I miss my PL families, the places where I lived. My only thoughts are "I wanna go home" but where as I have memories of several countries? Music, a photo or sometimes I don't know what's a trigger and I burst into tears.
Writing memories, feelings in a journal, collecting evidence to validate memories helps me a lot and forums and Facebook groups also help me to realize I am not the only one, not crazy.
Hi there,

thank you so much for your friendly and heartfelt post which made me feel better. I have made connections here that heal and soothe.
Chances are that the universe actually chose the date October 23rd for a specific reason. Maybe that was a pivotal date for you in your previous life. Angels do that. That was the way for me.

It's utterly fascinating.
I was researching for a book I wrote about angels and found my wife's website about angels. That is how we met.
I called Marie my angel as Axel and now she literally is my guardian angel.

I have a painting here at home, a family heirloom. Alexander Roslin's Lady with the Veil. It is not Marie. But it that generation and Rococo. I could swear sweet Marie is flying into that face from time to time just to sit with me.

Utterly fond embraces,
Charles
 

CMoulton

New Member
Hello Charles,

First of all, welcome to the forum! I returned after a long time and i'm interested in reading people's messages.
I should be sleeping (very late in Europe) but my tired eyes caught your message for some reason, and i had to respond.
Where shall i begin... Your memories of Versailles first of all caught my attention. When i was a little girl i would often get flashbacks after seeing something that would remind me of things from a past life. For example, someone in the neighbourhood had a garden that looked very tidy and beautifully done with white statues and hedges in certain shapes, and a large gate. For some reason, i would always have the image in my head of that garden - there was something about it, something i recognized. Certain floor tiles that had the black & white chess patterns would give me flashbacks and dreams. A clock in the centre with gold and a large courtyard. And what most struck me, was that i remember looking out of a small window on top of the castle, the roof with the many statues & golden windows... So i must have lived in the upper rooms. The room was nicely done with golden frames and a paler/yellow-ish color walls. When i looked trough my window, i could always see the statue from the sides. I believe it was a female statue, but not sure about it, but i would always see it. I seem to have spent my last days in that room... I was either sick, as i knew i only had a few days left, there was something with my lungs... Or, they would take me away. As far as i remember, there were dark carriages downtairs on the courtyard. But, these were my last days and i wanted it to be over. I also remember the sun was out and i was always in that room. I went to Versailles for the first time a few years ago, and i even discovered a room there, a library room, the room of my dreams. It was a red chair with golden frames put in the corner, and the books were visible from the closet, it had windows. It wasnt a very big room. But i always sat there, as it was quiet. I also remember sitting in the salon/living room watching the golden clocks... but, there was something with the clock, it had to be restored or something... and it would take a long time to export and inport it back. We were sooo frustrated about it(!) I have no clue, was there anything to do with a clock? I'm pretty sure there was from my memories. The clock had two females i believe, in gold.

I also remember, we were with three people, i believe, females, in an open carriage and we would go to a smaller white building and stand on the balcony. We were very happy then.

The room where Marie-Antoinette was kept during the french revolution was also not unknown to me, for some reason. I visited the place for real, and i had that tingly sensation again in my stomach, that i only feel in very rare cases, in case of memories ...

I also had a dream about me and another person... standing in front of the window and i said ''Is it gonna come here''? I remember, i wore a blue dress.

Who i was, i'm not sure, but all i can say is that i had these very clear memories and i'm highly confused, as it's parallel with another live i 'could' have lived. So, i still need to find out a lot of answers!

Honestly, it is creeping me out now, how CLEAR it is with these clocks! It's like it was yesterday. I still see myself sitting there in the salon, watching the clocks and they had a very light and nice sound to listen to.

Nice to meet you Charles! Perhaps we know each other :)

Elisa
Hi there, Elisa,

My dear, I am sure we did know each other.
We were then most probably both part of the Versailles court. I am not sure from your accounts who you could have been. There were vast amounts of kids at the court back then. Most of them children of all courtiers. Sophie Heléne de Bourbon died at age 1. I do believe my daughter is the reincarnation of Marie Therese, Marie Antoinette's firstborn. But you could have been another child close to Marie.

Yes. It was a happy time before the revolution.

When we visited Versailles this year, my daughter and I, she recognized the place. Coming to Petit Trianon, though, was difficult for her. She sat ib a corner, reading. I walked around alone.
If indeed Mara was Marie Antoinette's firstborn, she lived an interesting but hard life after the revolution.
Coming back to her previous life's late mother's residence must have been quite a lot to deal with. But, all in all, she handled it well.

Elisa, I am sure we sat together at many banquets conversing with kings.

God's blessings,
Charles
 

CMoulton

New Member
Hello,

I’ve had a past life where my twin soul was in the same physical lifetime as me. You are more than welcome to search through my posts if you like.

If you can recall past life memories, have you tried talking to her yourself? (I presume this is what you’re asking? To talk with her in Spirit?) I have many Spirit visitors who I talk to, all of which were in my past lives in some way.

I’ve never felt attached to this world. Right now, my soul longs for the return to a manor home that was in my family for years in what is now - Sharpsburg, MD, USA. It still stands, but if I ever won lotto, I’d buy it and live in it.

Hope this helps,
Eva x
Hi there, Eva,

Thanks for the wonderful message.
Fascinating information about Sharpsburg and your twin soul.

I believe Marie's soul is my twin soul.
I am lucky to be able to stay in close contact with Marie Antoinette. She is my guardian angel.

Fascinating fact is that I met my wife while researching for a book of mine about angels, coming across my website about angels.

I called Marie my angel back when I was Axel.
Now she is my angel.
I know I worked as an angel in between lives.
That all confirms what I know.
That we all can be each other's angels.

God bless you, spiritual soul friend in reincarnation,
Charles
 

Emma66

Once a Marine, always a Marine
Hi there,

thank you so much for your friendly and heartfelt post which made me feel better. I have made connections here that heal and soothe.
Chances are that the universe actually chose the date October 23rd for a specific reason. Maybe that was a pivotal date for you in your previous life. Angels do that. That was the way for me.

It's utterly fascinating.
I was researching for a book I wrote about angels and found my wife's website about angels. That is how we met.
I called Marie my angel as Axel and now she literally is my guardian angel.

I have a painting here at home, a family heirloom. Alexander Roslin's Lady with the Veil. It is not Marie. But it that generation and Rococo. I could swear sweet Marie is flying into that face from time to time just to sit with me.

Utterly fond embraces,
Charles
Alexander Roslin, he came to St Petersburg, painted several portraits of Empress Catherine II and russian aristocrats. She was fond of art and asked him to stay in St Petersburg but he declined. Sure, I have seen these portraits when I was there, several lives ago...

Best regards,
Emma
 
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