I believe we do live other lives, as I believe in reincarnation..and though I don't possess recollections of anything I've lived, I know I've been here before As for if I could live any life, I love my present one, but living in some exotic south american country, even a tribal life, woul dbe extravagant
you should study Kendo, The Way of the Sword! DO IT!!!!!! Live your life to it's fullest! Cambative arts can become enlightening! you don't actually have to go around lopping off limbs or committ hari-kari if you disgrace yourself. just the speed and danger of the practice will pull your attention and intention fully into the present moment and away from past and future. there, liberation may be found. heck, if nothing else it's a fun way to stay in shape. Namaste'
I believe in a former life, I lived in the 1900s-1940s... because I know these song lyrics... I knew them when I was about four years old... I think that's one reason I like old music from that era and the blues and George Gershwin and jazzy stuff like that too. I also, for some reason, was obsessed with the composer Johann Sebastian Bach when I was about 8.... it was weird because I had no clue why... and I read a 200 page biography on his life two or three times around 7 or 8.... and then I started learning piano and teaching it to myself and I was obsessed with keyboards and harpsichords and clavichords.... and I started playing an old footpump church organ my great aunt gave us and I learned how to play parts of Tocatta and Fugue... now i'm obsessed with guitars. I always wonder why I was obsessed with him. I mean.. i didn't care for mozart or chopin or haydn... but I was obsessed with Bach.
Haha! That's actually quite interesting...I had this fascination with Vermont when I was 12...I had never been there before but for some reason I wanted to move there so bad. I used to look at pictures of it online for hours, it was the weirdest thing. I never wanted to move to New Hampshire either, only Vermont. Maybe it does have something to do with a past life. I believe in them anyway. Now I feel the same way about San Francisco, but at least that's understandable! -Kate
In my past life I was blown glass, heavy, about the size of cantaloupe. I was smooth, so very smooth, and cool. A swirling galaxy of blue and purple, in the centre of which a peach-sized orb absorbed blood, rust and gold: I was inoperable, but my alien heart, confined in constant translucence, was tempting and mysterious. Strangers gazed glazed-eyed, supplied multiple lights, and polished me. It was a good life. I suppose I could've been in north-eastern America, I'm not sure... I didn't really get out much.
I like the idea of past lives (being a history student) and have considered past live regression but haven't done that yet. Over the years I've been facinated by so many diffrent periods in history it's impossible to say whether they related to past lives or if it was just me getting into the current era we were studying. I've been facinated by Tsar Nicholas II (last Tsar of Russia) and his family since I was about thirteen. The Sixties too I suppose. I was probably born thirty years late. Oh well least I was spared the eighties (the first half at least). TTFN Sage
I've had past lives. I just feel it sometimes. - I think I was alive during the holocaust, or at least in Poland. - I think I was alive during the sixties. I can feel it sometimes, almost like a gut feeling.
Maybe everyone on here had a past life in the sixties. I know some people on here have died of a drug overdose in a previous life, that's for sure.
I've had many past lives, and have fragments of memory from a few of them. Lots of them I wasn't human. I've been bloodthirsty in some of my previous lives, to a massive degree. I've also been benevolent. One of my first words was 'Tibet'. I don't know why. I've always been thinking about Tibet at some time or another, and spouted various buddhist ideals before I could read. When I first visited church with my parents aged 4, I asked the vicar 'if god made me, who made god?' then 'aren't we all god waiting to happen?'. The vicar did a runner, I don't blame him! I beleive I've had a viking past, and that it is currently in my blood. I also beleive in a Tibetan past, as well as a celtic/druidic one. I've attempted to de-romanticise these things and dismiss them in the past, but I've always had reminders appear before me, in the form of actions that come completely naturally (pronunciation of Tibetan, norwegian and druidic words) as well as carving symbols on objects at an early age that turned out to be rune stones of importance, as well as the wheel of life. I feel unending and unconditional love for all beings in this existence, and it hasn't been aided by (many) drugs. It's just who I am. I've played with the idea that we're all actually one soul or spirit, and that we're all reincarnations of eachother. Hard to imagine because we're all so far removed. I've always felt secure in the fact that I will be reincarnated, I have no intellectual fear of death, although my instinct drives me to survive as it does with most people. I've had dreams of my past lives and some of the things I've done make me cry. either in sadness or joy. At the end of it all none of it really matters, I'm just going to 'be here now' and attempt to live joy with everyone I ever see. Damn I'm all misty eyed now thanks for bringing this up, I love to talk about past lives (as you can probably tell now haha! )
*hug* It may sound hugely arrogant because I don't know your situation, but if there's anything I can do in my small way to help, let me know. <3
