Have you every had someone say something that catches you so off guard that you have to completely stop what you’re doing and ask them to say it again? That’s exactly how I reacted when my friend I worked with told me her son remembered a past life.
I did not grow up believing in reincarnation. I was taught about life after death, but not in the form of taking on another identity, so this concept was completely foreign to me. I remember I was heading back to my office with a stack of papers in my hand, and she referenced it. I stopped in my tracks, abandoned my to do list and said, “What?”
I had to hear more. She went on to tell me the story. She said when her son was born he had this spot on the back of his head where his hair grew white. She wasn’t sure if it was a birth mark or what exactly, and at that point didn’t connect it with anything. Her son also had a deathly fear of water- it would send him into a full panic every time she gave him a bath. She worked really hard to help him not be afraid, filling the tub with fun play toys and doing things to encourage calm bath times. Little by little he got more used to it and eventually found that he really loved to relax, floating on the top of the water.
When he was between 15-18 months old, he was floating in the bath and his dad was keeping an eye on him. She was in the other room when he called her in and asked their son to repeat what he’d just said. Their son had spoken at a very young age to begin with, but what he said shocked them. The little boy said, “I didn’t do what they said I did to that woman. I didn’t do it, but they shot me in the back of the head and threw me into the river.”
He was very persistent saying he didn’t do it but they shot him anyway and threw him into the river. He spoke so convincingly about it, especially for such a young age when he wasn’t exposed to anything that could prompt it. Could he be remembering something that had happened to him in a previous life? They wondered if that could be why he had such a fear of the water. At some point later, they found out that many people who believe in reincarnation believe that birth marks could have some symbolic meaning of a previous life, a carry-over of sorts. My friend’s son had the birthmark on the back of his head, where he said he’d been shot. With time the white spot faded, along with his memory of the incident. He doesn’t remember anything about it now, but he has heard the “bathtub story” and chooses to use it as reminder to make good choices in his life.
This was so interesting to me because it was something I hadn’t ever thought about. Years later, when I met with an energy reader she asked me if I wanted her to tell me about one of my past lives. I suddenly had flashes from this old movie called “Defending Your Life” about this man who gets killed and has to prove that he learned enough in his life to move on to heaven. There’s a part in it where he gets to have a glimpse of some of his past lives… none of them were very desirable. I stammered, not sure if I was ready to know something like that, and then slowly agreed. The energy reader told me that she saw me in a cabin of sorts, stirring porridge. It was very cold, and I was very sad because many people around me had died- maybe in a war. And I just kept stirring that porridge and shivering.
So that could be why I grew up hating to be alone and I despised the cold and for years I feared dying. Or maybe she was totally wrong. Hopefully. Because that sounds like a miserable existence. My husband’s past life was much more interesting… apparently he was a Catholic Priest. If you know him at all… this would probably NOT be a life you would envision for him. But actually, I could see it. Random people tell him the most personal things ALL the TIME! Seriously, people confess to him! He’ll go to get his teethed cleaned and the hygienist will end up telling him about a sordid affair, or someone sitting next to him at a game ends up revealing a drug problem. It’s nuts. So, maybe he used to be a priest. I have a standing offer for him to absolve my sins…Riiight.
Anyway, I came across this incredible story the other day of a boy named James who started having all these nightmares and then told his parents that he had died in a plane crash. He was able to give very exact details- so exact, that his parents began checking into all of it. I can’t believe what they found. There are several clips of this on youtube, but this one kind of covers most of it. This is an amazing story and there’s tons more like it.
Isn’t that unreal? I don’t really know what to make of it. It kind of just blows my mind.
What about you… do you have any experiences with this kind of thing? It’s such a fascinating and mind boggling concept. It’s out-of-the-box thinking for me but I like being exposed to things in a different way. I’m so glad my friend shared her son’s experience with me.
I think its good to always be open minded and consider everything. Life is so much richer that way.
Hope you’re all having a great week!