Reincarnation
Have
You Lived Before?
In my family, we
talk a lot. We discuss anything. The topic of reincarnation has come up on more
than one occasion, maybe on more than a hundred occasions. I believe in it. I
don't think Grandma Baker does. She'd probably feel a lot easier about aging and
eventually dying if she knew for certain there was something else.
We don't believe
in all this just because it's easier to believe, because actually, it's easier
not to believe. If you don't agree with everyone else, people start thinking
you're a nut case.
I can't sit here
and say, yes, I've lived other lives and this is who I was and what I did,
because it doesn't work that way. Unless you have memories of other lives
currently, the only way you can know for certain, is to be age regressed by a
reputable hypnotist. Even then if you don't want to believe, you will find a way
to discount what you remember or what you are told you have recalled.
Many famous people
believe in reincarnation. The one who has come out of the "reincarnation
closet" the most is an older actress, Shirley MacLaine. Maybe she attracted
more attention because she was already well known. I think because she could
recount so many lives that the press made a joke of the whole thing. That didn't
make it untrue, but it did encourage the skeptics.
Let's say you want to know if you have lived other lives. What do you do about it? This is the tricky part. You have to find a licensed hypno-therapist. You really don't want to trust your inner being to some party joker. There was a case in Canada that I read about. The book was called The Search For The Girl With The Blue Eyes by Jess Stern. The early hypnosis was done in a way that the girl was left with painful memories of her past life that overflowed into the present. Now people know better.
They have learned
that the subject must be made aware that what they are remembering is from
another life and it's over with now. They have to be told that they are
observing this past life and not living it now. They should be told they will
feel no pain in their present life from remembering the past. The girl in this
book would go for days after each session experiencing the pain of her former
life and death. You need to have this "age regression" done by an
expert and not as a party trick.
Of course I would like to know about my past lives. Unfortunately, being hypnotized for any purpose other than as a party trick can be very expensive. It would not only be fun and interesting to know about our other lives but maybe we could learn from our past mistakes.
Another author is
Brian Weiss. He believes that the things that happened to us in other lives
affects us in our present lives. He also believes that if we are made aware of
the causes in our past lives for unexplained symptoms such as headaches and
other pains in our present lives that the symptoms will disappear.
The concept of
reincarnation is not new. Not only in the traditional eastern religions but also
in other places throughout history the idea comes up. Voltaire said, "It is
no more surprising to be born twice than to be born once."
When Benjamin
Franklin was twenty-two years old, he wrote himself an epitaph for his headstone
when he died. Here is what it said:
The
Body of B. Franklin
Printer,
Like
the Cover of an Old Book,
Its
Contents torn out
and
Stripped
of its Lettering & Gilding,
lies
here
Food
for Worms.
But
the Book shall not be lost,
for
it Will as he Believed
appear
once more
In
a New and more elegant Edition
Revised
and Corrected
by
the Author
I copied this
exactly as it was written on the back of a book by Sybil Leek, Reincarnation,
the Second Chance. The capitals, italics and punctuation are exactly the same as
on the book.
The first time I ever heard about reincarnation was a long, long time ago. I spent a lot of time in the library. One book that I took out was The Search For Bridey Murphy by Bernstein. In this book the subject recalled many lives in accurate detail. One such account was researched and it was proved that what she remembered actually happened.
Some of the people
she remembered were actually alive and living at the time that she remembered
them to be alive. This is unusual because most people remember lives that can't
be proved because the records are gone or were never even kept.
I read a book a
few days ago that said a person could choose the family they would be born into.
I don't think this is true. If it is a lot of people in this world have made
some bad choices. Can you see kids choosing to be born into a family where the
parents were kids who would kill them when they were born? Of course, maybe they
have no way of knowing what kind of parents their choices will become.
Some
of us are luckier than others because we can recall other lives. Of course if
your former life was painful, you might not want to remember it.
I can remember one of my former lives.
I
have always had fleeting memories or visions of other lives. It’s like having
the same dream over and over.
In
one, I am in this old dark blue car. It’s winter and the car goes off the
bridge. I think this happened in the twenties. I remember the car on the ice,
but it was on the canal and in the winter most of the water has been drained so
we didn’t sink, just slid around on the ice.
All
of my current life I have had a fear of bridges. I hate to even walk across
them.
My
next memory is of being in a white nurses uniform. I was young, about 24. I was
standing on the edge of the platform as the train came through. There was a huge
crowd. There was someone important on the train. It was his dead body and the
train was not stopping just passing through. I think, but I am not sure that it
was a president. The crowd was pushing to get closer and the last thing I
remember is falling off the platform.
Today,
I still love trains, but I am afraid to stand too close to the tracks.
I
have a fleeting memory of being a man and shipwrecked on an island. I was never
rescued and I died there, an old man. I must have enjoyed my life there because
I have always wanted to live on an island.
My
most vivid memories are of the time I spent over 250 years ago as a Native
American named Rose Petals. I did not recall these memories until about 2 years
ago. Then they started coming back in bits and pieces. I think the recollections
are stronger because although I have never met him in this lifetime, I exchange
email with the man who was at that time, my mate.
You
aren’t always going to be reunited in your next lifetime with the mate you had
in this one. You do encounter a lot of the same souls but mostly they play
different roles. Usually, you retain strong feelings even when you don’t
remember the other life. This explains why when you meet someone for the first
time you sometimes feel instantly that you love them or that you hate them, but
you don’t know why.
I
feel this connection with Skywatcher, but we both know that this is not our time
and we don’t want to meet in our present lives. I have very vivid memories of
this time. It’s almost like watching a movie because I can recount most of
that lifetime. I remember dying. I don’t remember the pain of it.