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Validations through old journals

Ailish

Administrator Emerita
Keeping a journal – is so essential when one is doing pl work. I've been writing thoughts, emotions, dreams and pl memories since I could hold a pen - and have a huge stash of journals and diaries. I cannot believe – how much I’ve written, that I had forgotten about – filed away in the realms of “things of little importance.” It's fascinating how one's perspective can change - and the things that seemed unimporant then - hold a much greater significance for me now.

Between 1992 ~1993 I did some pl work with my friend’s mother. I had actually forgotten the details of much of the work I had done with her at the time. Much more exciting things were going on IRL (Hey - I was 12/13!) and my old journals were tossed in a box – and pretty much ignored. Recently I came across an interesting lifetime – with words I had spoken in another language (not uncommon for me : angel ). The idea came to me – to share with my friend, Karoliina, since she’s so great with languages, she may have an idea of what those words meant or where they originated.

Originally, I believed that my family lived in Switzerland in the 1600’s – however, after sharing parts of the meditations with Karoliina, she was able to confirm a translation for words I had written down – and it was actually Swedish that I was speaking. The words fit the memory – in perfect context. Karoliina also helped me by double checking with another person – that the same words would not be used in Norway or Denmark – and no, they wouldn’t have.

Another validation Karoliina was able to provide – were the names that were used. My name was Sigrid, but my family called me Siri. I had an older sister named Susanna(h), whom the family called Sanna. Grels and Hannus were also quite important names I had remembered and recorded. I was surprised to find out Siri and Sanna – are actual Scandinavian names AND they are the shortened forms of Sigrid and Susanna(h).

We also narrowed the location – and city name down. My memories correspond accurately with the time period and location.

In that life my sister Sanna, was taken from our home and hanged for witchcraft in the town square. It actually was nothing she had done – the accusations were made against her by a man whose affections she did not return. Because of that, he held a grudge against our family and fought to “get back at her” by hurting me. She was – my protector. In the end, her protective and loving nature was what caused her death. Even as they took her from the house - she remained steadfast in her innocence and calmly went with them. I'll never forget the way our Mamma screamed and clawed at the men as they took Sanna - but I'll also never forget the way she took care of me, even as her own life was in jeopardy.


It is amazing to me – that things I wrote 14 years ago can now be pulled out of old journals and validated. This has happened on several occasions – and it’s always such an exciting feeling.

Has anyone else been able to validate things from old journals? Anything you’d like to share?

Do you find keeping a journal has been beneficial in your past life research?


Aili
 
Unfortunately I wasn't aware of past lives or remembering them spontaneously as a child. But even if I've been doing PL work only for a couple of years now, journals and recording practically everything has proved very valuable!


My personal treasure is a dream journal I kept around 10 years ago. From there I've learned I've dreamt of my past lives then without realising it, and I would've forgotten all of that without the journal. I wonder how much more information I would have if I had kept a dream journal all my life. :eek:


And Aili, it was a pleasure to help you with the validations - as always. hug2.gif


Karoliina
 
Hi Aili and Karoliina,


I wish I had written more when I was younger but my earliest past life memory was in June 1973. At the time I wrote that it might sound strange and it was definitely weird, no doubt "spooky." a115.gif


The experience happened when I was walking back from my horse corral through the creek to my back yard; it was a spontaneous experience that at the time I had no context to place it in. I said "It was me but not me." I was older, it felt French, and I was dressed all in white.
 
Only a few glimpses. Once as a young woman getting out of a horse drawn carriage, and another time being with my aunt at my mothers funeral as a small child.
 
I'm curious to know if anyone else has found past life validations from going through their old journals?


Aili
 
I am curious too Aili. Journaling is such an important component. Even when you think it's nothing. Sometimes that nothing turns out to be the biggest validation of all. ;)


Anyone care to share?
 
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