MaritaMari
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I don't know if this story falls into children's pl memories, because it's not about a pl memory but about the period between the lives I apologize if I opened the thread in the wrong place
What prompted me to open it is one story I read here - about a girl named Lottie. Among other things, she said that when she died she became dust and went to many places. But then the dust came back together and she acme Lottie. When her mother asked her what was she doing while she was dead, she answered she was preparing to be Lottie.
Now, I'd like to share my own story from when I was about the same age as Lottie.
Ever since I was a very small child (around 3-4 years old, though it might be possible that it started earlier) I was obsessed with one question - where did I come from? I used to ask my parents over and over again and they used to answer me that I came from mommy’s belly to which I would respond “Yes, but before that. Where was I before?”. They could not answer me.
My grandmother tried to answer me in a Christian way (I was born Orthodox Christian) saying that I was in heaven with angels where God created me. I tried to imagine that, but in my mind I could not visualize any angel. Instead, I visualized a place where I was prior to my birth as something similar to a waiting room, where there were many of us waiting to be born. Non of us had gender nor age, we were just people waiting to be born. I also had a feeling that I was somewhere else before, but since it was my time to be born I had to come to these people and wait with them. I also remember seeing people whose time for birth had come jumping down (I do not know where) while I was thinking to myself “Well, it’s not my time yet, I’ll have to wait a bit longer”. This place, a waiting room of a sort, was crowded and I did not know other people who were waiting with me. I was anxious to be born and could not wait for my time to jump like all others.
http://www.reincarnationforum.com/threads/my-daughter-lotties-memories.2450/
What prompted me to open it is one story I read here - about a girl named Lottie. Among other things, she said that when she died she became dust and went to many places. But then the dust came back together and she acme Lottie. When her mother asked her what was she doing while she was dead, she answered she was preparing to be Lottie.
Now, I'd like to share my own story from when I was about the same age as Lottie.
Ever since I was a very small child (around 3-4 years old, though it might be possible that it started earlier) I was obsessed with one question - where did I come from? I used to ask my parents over and over again and they used to answer me that I came from mommy’s belly to which I would respond “Yes, but before that. Where was I before?”. They could not answer me.
My grandmother tried to answer me in a Christian way (I was born Orthodox Christian) saying that I was in heaven with angels where God created me. I tried to imagine that, but in my mind I could not visualize any angel. Instead, I visualized a place where I was prior to my birth as something similar to a waiting room, where there were many of us waiting to be born. Non of us had gender nor age, we were just people waiting to be born. I also had a feeling that I was somewhere else before, but since it was my time to be born I had to come to these people and wait with them. I also remember seeing people whose time for birth had come jumping down (I do not know where) while I was thinking to myself “Well, it’s not my time yet, I’ll have to wait a bit longer”. This place, a waiting room of a sort, was crowded and I did not know other people who were waiting with me. I was anxious to be born and could not wait for my time to jump like all others.
http://www.reincarnationforum.com/threads/my-daughter-lotties-memories.2450/