[Panzerfaust]

I don't really remember things from my past life, but some information about that comes from inside me. Maybe I was a scotish woman, which learned a lot of languages, because, when I was little, I still had some woman feelings, which dissappeared in time and maybe I was killed and that's why I rushed back to life in a new body, because in my soul burns a neverending fire for revenge, for which I don't know where it came from. Maybe the killer was an idiot, because I felt like needing to live in a not very large place, with smart people around me and I've never been in any place without idiots except here. And now, while I was writing this, I saw an image of a small town in the renaissance, in Scotland, and near the center of the town, there was a church. I lived near the church and I believed in something, but I don't remember in what. I have travelled to other places , but I don't remember them too. So I am kind a sure that this is true, because everything in my past life, that I saw and knew, was connected to my new life - the knowing of the meanings of words, I've never learned before, the hatred, the senses and feelings and so on.

[Gina]

When my nephew was about 5yrs old, he would talk of his other family. How he had an older brother that taught him to swim and that he wasn't the youngest child. There were about six children altogether? It went on for about 6mths, then he just stopped talking about them. He was never discouraged to do so. It was very interesting though.

[sikandra]

I recently had a dream that I thought my be related to a past life but im not sure so i figured I would post it to see what everyone thought.

It started off that I was In a sort of historical building and was being given a tour. I don't really remember much from this point but I don't think it was so important.

All of a sudden the dream plot and setting completley changed. I was looking at a woman in her late twenties or early thrities. I don't know exactly what time period she was from but her dress was older. I instantly knew that she had been killed when a ship sank and had drowned. A voice told me (where the voice came from I don't know nor can i remember what it sounded like) that she had lived many times before and each time she had been killed in the sinking of a ship.

I was then in front of two photographs and knew they were from different lives but the same woman. I remember thinking that they looked very similar but with different era cloths.
The moment I thought that I saw at least three different versions of this woman dying on a ship one where the ship actually blew up.

After the last version I saw one more where I was in place of the captain. I hadn't been paying attention when I looked out the window and saw we were about to colide into a beach. I tried very hard to steer away from it and felt the pull of the wheel as I did. Somehow I managed to hit another boat on the beach and it blew up.

Then I woke up. I wouldn't have thought much about it but that im terribly afraid of deep water, fish, suffocating, and steering any sort of moving vehicle including cars (I've managed to get over that one enough to drive but i never feel comfortable). They all just seemed to fit into this dream perfectly. So I was wondering if anyone could help me out and tell me their thoughts on wether this was a past life memory. Thanx.

[Caz]

Many years ago I had a very life like dream that I was being burnt at the stake! When I woke I felt very hot and sweaty which was weird. I have recently taken a lot of interest in Witchcraft, spells etc. :!:

[Caecilius]

I believe I got a glimpse of one of my alternate lives some time ago, when I was a teenager. It happened during a game we used to play where we would suffocate each other until we went unconscious. It was called ?passing out.? I do not know if anyone else has played this game but I do not advise it.

When I passed out, I experienced the most vivid dream I have ever had. I was in Bavaria, or some place like it. I was in a beer hall with a group of old men who were sitting in line at a table, looking away from the table. There were music and singing, but it was in another language that I could not understand. We were swaying back and forth to the music, singing in unison. We had our beer steins raised while we sang. There was such a feeling of joy that it cannot be conveyed in words. It was ineffable bliss. I cannot say anymore about it other than everyone was happy; everyone was singing, and everyone felt joined together in that spectacular day of celebration. The dream lasted hours.

I awoke disoriented. I did not know where I was. I looked up and my friends were standing over me, one shaking me. I remember being asked if I was OK. Slowly I started to remember what had happened. It took some time to do so. "How long was I out?" I asked. "Oh, about nine seconds" was the response. "Nine seconds!" I remember thinking. It seemed more like nine hours.

I am now convinced that it was a glimpse into an alternate life.

[Galatea]

So, I've been seeing another woman for (technically) three months now, but since I've known her I've been inexplicably drawn to her. It was a connection of remarkable strength. I wanted to be with her all the time, see her, hear her voice, make her laugh. We both experience a bizarre amount of deja vu around one another. It's always something simple, a way she kisses me or a surprise hug, the way we lay on my bed, or when she gives me a hand up from the floor.

Last night was totally different.

We went to the lake near where we go to school. There is a little hidden place where we like to go. Away from the parking lots and the beach but not quite tucked into the woods. There we built a fire in the fire pit, spread out some blankets and laid down to watch the stars. In the middle of building the fire, the thought struck me that we'd done this before, even though it was clearly the first time we had. She smiled at me when I mentioned it, and nodded in agreement. And again, when we lay on the blankets, I had the distinct impression that what we were doing was incredibly familiar.

"You and me and deja vu, girl." I said.
"Me too."

She sounded very far away, so I asked her what she was thinking. She replied that she was thinking about what was missing from the evening--strange things. The blankets were supposed to be fur, not fleece. There should have been a basket of food near by. And homemade wine. Now, although it isn't unusual for me to experience emotions that aren't mine exactly (and that's exactly what was going on...but I'll get there in a minute), I hardly ever experience impression of images or of objects that should be--but aren't--in a place. I asked her what else, and she said that she had the vague thought that she had been a trapper of some sort. Meanwhile, I was experiencing a range of emotions that were completely foreign to the situation. Sadness, anxiety, worry--something in me felt that she was going to go away, far far away, and that I desperately didn't want her to leave. I told her what I was feeling and as I spoke my eyes pricked with tears that shouldn't have been there. She leaned over and kissed me.

"It's all right, dear heart. Please don't cry."

My heart skipped a beat. I knew instantly why I was so upset.

"You never returned to me."

She looked shocked for a moment, and the leaned forward and held me to her incredibly hard. She shook, and suddenly she was sobbing.

"I stayed. I lingered, but could offer you no comfort. It was such pain, to see you broken knowing I could not fix it. To want to hold you and kiss you and whisper your tears away."

It took a moment, but when she regained her composure, we were both a bit taken aback at the intensity of the experience. Neither of us has had a recall so poignant before.

Reading over it, it looks like something out of a book or a movie, but it happened. It was very very real, too. So I had to share with someone, and this seems like a community that won't "pooh-pooh" me.

[CarlaD]

im not sure if this counts as a past life memory, but from time to time i keep seeing this woman in my mind. shes old, and beautiful and happy. but whenever i think of her or see her in my mind i get this overwhelming feeling of love, and then i see an old man sat in a chair across the room infront of a fireplace with thinning white hair, in a brown jacket, and just as he turns around i snap out of it, and i never see his face. but the feeling i get is so powerful and so overwhelming and for some reason, i get the distinct impression that the old woman is me. i dont know whether in the past or in the future, but i feel that she is me. that shes inside me somehow. i only started seeing her a few months ago, when my relationship with my partner became deeper. the images i see are so vivid, and detailed, even down to the colour and pattern on the carpet and the feeling of love and warmth are so powerful it makes me stop in my tracks sometimes...

is this possibly an image of my past life, and a past love? or could it be a projection of the future, or my hopes for the future? x

[babyyumei]

About 2 -3 years ago I had this dream nearly every night during aprox. a year:

I'm running in the middle of a forest (I couldn't identify any of the tree species, so I knew it was not europe), I'm really scared and I lack of breath. I'm turning around to see that 3-4 men are pursuing me, then I focus on escaping again, seeing glimpses of the wide red 'trousers' that I'm wearing. suddendly the forest ends and I arrive to a valley, with a river flowing through it and mountains surrounding it. For a moment time seems to stop, I can see the lively green grass moving with the wind, the petals of the violet flowers floating ... then everything turns pitch black. Then the dream changes of perspective, I'm no longer on the ground but seeing everything from above, I'm still at the valley. Then my attention is attracted towards the river, and I see a dead oriental girl (long straight black hair, white skin,red lips...) , all dressed in white, on top of raft-like platform flowing downstream with the river current. I felt strongly identified with her(she was me/I was her). then I woke up crying with a really strange feeling.

One day during dinner, my mum said she had a really vivid dream that night, and when she explained it, for my surprise, it was exactly the dream I've had for so many nights, except that she was in a valley getting flowers and herbs and suddendly a dead oriental girl flowed downstream on top of a raft, and she also woke up crying, because she felt it was her daughter.

By the way, the dream stopped after going to japan, and I recognised the red 'troussers' that the japanese 'miko'(priestesses) wear.

* As a curiosity, in my trip to japan I also discovered that 'litle brother' is pronounced 'ototo', and that's what I called my litle brother when I was small(about 5 years old).
(my mum had goosebumps when she heard it!!!!(she also came with me to japan))

[jewels]

I was reading a book about Jesus' life, and as i read over a passage my whole body shook,a dn I was overcome with tears.. I was reading about the day of jesus' crusifixtion, and how he had to carry the cross over his back, all the while onlookers booed, threw stones, or cried for him. At that moment a vision flashed before my eyse that I can never denie as being the truth of what passed. i was with him, and i was a woman, crying with all of my heart. the pain and sufferance that I endured at the sight of his sufference, i cannot describe. I leaned over to him to help him up as he stumbled over a rock. I was supporting his left arm, and his face was downwards, dripping with sweat. the vision ended there, but the feeling that I have been left with haunts me all of the time. I was there, I knew Jesus, and I was beside him at the day of his crusifixtion.

[kittyhaibane]

i have also had past life memories.
in the early 1600's i worked for my father at his inn/bar in scotland. i had no mother for she died giving birth to me. it was just me and my father. in my late teens i met my lover John(he is also my current boyfriend now)and he stayed at our inn for 4 years living with me and my father. John and i had two children oldest was male and the other female, i was also pregnant. unfortunatly my life was cut short as i was accused of witchcraft and burned while John was away doing mercenary work and was sent to jail for about 4 months(so i was told).
John escaped from jail with the help of a good friend of his and unfortunatly was a day to late to save me. i had no trial.

im also not sure if any of you have heard of otherkin or therianthropy. its very interestng and worth looking up.
i am a cat and fox therian and am also elven kin. if any other therians/otherkin are wondering.
my awakening was 2 years ago.
please pm me for further information.