Past lives are interesting stories. Stories about children who remember their past lives. Is there a past life

Someone comes to an understanding of the multiplicity of incarnations in different bodies after realizing oneself as an eternal Soul. Someone comes to understanding himself as a Soul after remembering himself in past lives. You can remember some episodes from past lives unexpectedly by playing role-playing games or watching the life of another civilization in a movie. And you can purposefully engage in such a memory. But what if in a past life you did not live on Earth? How to remember your past life and why is it necessary?

Why remember the past?

Many people have inexplicable and insurmountable fears. Most are afraid of snakes. Maybe this is due to the civilization of the Nagas, whose inhabitants are described in the Vedas, the oldest source of wisdom? A lot of people run away from small mice and rats with fear. Perhaps their past incarnations fell on the time of the plague in Europe? Be that as it may, but remembering past lives, we can lift the curtain of secrets from our subconscious. And knowledge will give us the opportunity to get rid of most blocks and fears.

In addition, incarnating once again, the Soul sets itself the task of working out all the lessons not learned in that life. Or wrong actions and thoughts. If in that life the Soul incarnated in the body of a person who became a murderer, then she needs to go through the experience of the victim now. Or fate will decide in such a way that you will have to work with killers all your life. For example, in a prison as a security guard or a psychologist. This is a severe mental test.

If in the past incarnation you respected your parents, were a good spouse, but did not have children, then in this incarnation fate will give you a completely happy life.

A lifetime of bad luck with money can be attributed to a single instance of greed, when someone starved to death because of your greed.

If you manage to remember your past life, you will understand the true reasons for your successes and failures. Accepting them with humility is a sure way to pass the lesson, but the lesson can be learned much faster if it is corrected: to serve others, to show respect, to be kind and considerate to all, regardless of their status and position. In this case, you will earn positive karma for yourself in this life. Fate is fair, and by correcting the mistake, you will open the door to a happy future.

By the way, karma is not a punishment and not a problem in life, as many ordinary people interpret it. Karma in Sanskrit means "impact". This means that every action has a corresponding consequence. And if your past life was exemplary in all areas, then you will receive complete happiness in the present. Negativity in life follows only negative actions.

At the time of death, the Soul consciously loses all memories of events from past lives. But they can always be remembered.

Existing Methods

Richard Webster, in his book Past Life Memories, outlines many ways to do this:

• memories in a dream. There is plenty of evidence that 60% of dreams are memories of our past lives. Only we don't remember all our dreams;
• distant memories, when a person gradually spins time from today back, to youth, childhood, infancy, prenatal period, to past lives;
• regression to past incarnations under the influence of hypnosis. Regression is a backtracking method. This method answers the question of how to remember a past life with the help of an experienced hypnotist, preferably with experience with reincarnation;
• vision of lives on water, glass, crystal ball, smooth stones or a mirror. This method was known in many civilizations - Tibetan monks and Nostradamus, in India and at the court of Elizabeth I;
• regression under the ticking of the clock. The very understanding that the clock measures time helps to engage in self-hypnosis and return to past lives;
• talent meditation. Isn't it wonderful that Mozart already played the piano at the age of 4. This undoubted talent he transferred from the last incarnation;
• probing past lives with the help of a pendulum and frames. If you skillfully use these tools, then you should try to find out with their help information about your past incarnations;
• meditation with rainbow and numbers. These practices are about how to remember a past life on your own or with a partner who will guide you;
• meditation with the help of imagination on any historical epoch that attracts you. This meditation is used in the most difficult cases, when the practitioner is immune to other methods;
• Meditation on the Akashic Records. The Akashic Records is an archive where all the events that have happened, are happening and will happen in the Universe are recorded;
• technique for dealing with emotions. Preferable in cases of obsessive phobias, inexplicable fears;
• remembrance techniques accompanied by spirit guides or guardian angels. Spiritual guides are dead people whose Souls take care of us. These techniques include the automatic writing technique and regression under the guidance of guardian angels.

Preparing for a session

Such an abundance of techniques for remembering past lives implies the presence of many nuances in the preparatory period. But the main and general requirement for anyone is relaxation.

It is necessary to sit comfortably in a chair sitting, reclining or lying on a comfortable trestle bed and completely relax the body. Particular attention should be paid to relaxing the face and head muscles. The eyes should be closed, the look under the closed eyelids is directed slightly upwards. Calm the breath by first carefully observing it, the movement of the chest and abdomen. Quiet your mind, any thoughts that may now come should be directed towards your intention to remember past lives. Be calm and confident that you will succeed.

Take your time and do not strain, afraid of not reaching the goal the first time.

Only training will become your faithful assistants in such an important and necessary matter as improving your current life with the help of remembering past incarnations.

Almost all world religions recognize the immortality of the soul. Many of them do not deny the fact that the soul can again find physical incarnation in new lives. Even Tsiolkovsky argued that life does not end with the physical death of a person, and souls are indivisible atoms wandering around the Universe. It’s hard to say whether it’s true or not, but there are a lot of stories about people who remember their past lives. And in this collection are the most interesting of them.

The boy who found his killer.
The Druze community lives in the Golan Heights, near the Syrian-Israeli border. This is an Arabic-speaking ethno-confessional group with its own religion, which accepts the doctrine of the transmigration of souls.

In one of the families of this community, a boy was once born with an elongated red birthmark on his head. When the child was three years old, he unexpectedly told his parents that he had been killed in a past life in one of the villages nearby. In addition, the boy remembered that his past death came from a blow to the head with an ax.

When the boy was brought to the village from his memories, he immediately pointed out to the elders the house where he supposedly lived in a past life. And local residents confirmed that a lonely man who went missing four years ago really lived in this house. This is surprising, but the boy not only unmistakably called his own name given to him at birth in a past life, but also remembered the name and surname of his killer.

He led the elders to the place where his body was buried, and the murder weapon was found nearby: an axe. The villagers confirmed that the skeleton of a man with a wound in the head, which exactly matches the boy's birthmark, was indeed found at that very place. Under the weight of all the evidence presented, the killer confessed to his crime.

“Here is my daughter Frans!..”
This amazing story happened in the 70s of the last century in West Berlin. 12-year-old Elena Mercard was hospitalized with serious injuries after the disaster. She was delivered already unconscious, and her condition was extremely serious. Days went by... When Elena suddenly woke up one morning, everyone around was shocked: the girl spoke in pure Italian, which she had not known before.

She claimed that her name was Rosetta Castellani, that she lived in the city of Novtea, near Padua, in Italy. She said that she was born on August 9, 1887. And then she suddenly exclaimed: “I have two children - Bruno and Frans, they are waiting for me. Tell Mr. Doctor that I need to go home.”

At first, the doctors decided that these were all the consequences of a brain injury, which led to obsessive fantasies and delirium. But no one could explain why the girl began to speak Italian. For help, it was decided to turn to the famous West German psychologist Rowedder. Accompanied by the press, the psychologist, Elena herself and her parents went to Noveta, where they found the corresponding entries in the old parish register.

It turned out that the Girl named Rosetta Theobaldi was indeed born on August 9, 1887. On October 17, 1908, she married Gino Castellani. In the same notes, the address where she lived and where she died on October 17, 1917 was found. When they arrived at the indicated street, Elena confidently pointed to one of the buildings and said: "This is my house." She wasn't wrong. The door was opened by Rosetta's daughter. 12-year-old Elena recognized her and exclaimed: “Here is my daughter Frans! ..”

Second family.
An equally interesting story happened in the city of Dongfang, China's Hainan province. The boy, who was named Tang Jiangshan at birth, amazed his parents when, at the age of three, barely able to speak, he told them that he was not their son, and that his real name was Chen Mingado.

The boy spoke in great detail about the place where he used to live, named the names of his former parents and remembered that he had died during the revolutionary turmoil from shots and saber blows. Surprisingly, there were indeed birthmarks on the child’s stomach, shaped like scars. Since the place of his previous birth was not so far away, when the boy was six years old, his parents decided to go there to sort things out.

Once there, Tang Jiangshan easily found his old house, and upon entering it, he recognized his former father and introduced himself as Chen Mingado. Sande, the boy's former father, could not believe the child's story for a long time, but Tang told about such details of his past life that no one except him could know.

Since then, Tang Jiangshan had a second family from the past. His former father and sisters adopted him as Chen Mingdao.

Asthma from space.
In 1998, Helen Billings, a certified hypnotherapist from the American city of Mill Valley, spoke about one unusual case from her practice in an interview with UFO Magazine. A few years ago, a woman came to her with a severe form of bronchial asthma, which is predominantly an allergic disease. Helen suggested that she look for the cause of this allergy in her past.

During two sessions of deep hypnosis, the patient "visited" her youth and childhood, all the way to infancy. But they failed to find the cause of the disease. The third time, they agreed that with the help of hypnosis, they would try to make her remember the next of her past lives. And this woman saw herself on board an interstellar ship, dressed in an unusual-looking space suit.

To Helen’s clarifying question: “Are we really in the past?” she answered in the affirmative. Then Helen asked if she was an inhabitant of the earth. And the woman said, "No." In that life, she was a flight doctor on a space expedition, her husband was also a member of the ship's crew. A sudden accident on board led to the depressurization of the compartment in which she was located. The woman suffocated...

This was the cause of the disease already in real life. According to Helen, since then, her client began to feel better every day. And soon asthma almost completely disappeared.

“They don’t feed like that in our house.”
A boy named Bisham Chand was born in 1921 to a poor Indian family from the city of Bareli. Since childhood, he was literally outraged by the place in which he was born. As soon as he learned to speak, he began to declare that even the servants were not fed like that in his house. The boy demanded luxurious food, refused to wear cotton clothes and said that he was used to walking only in silk. The boy often talked about his rich family from the city of Filbecht, in which he allegedly lived before.

Further more. At the age of eight, Bisham was caught drinking brandy from a sideboard. To the indignation of his parents, he only replied that the brandy was very bad and they didn’t use it in his house. Sometimes he melancholy suggested that his father get himself someone else besides his mother. And one day, when he saw his father's watch, he said that it was a bad watch and in order to buy a good one, you need to contact his personal Muslim agent.

Despite several articles in the local press, no one was seriously investigating the boy's words. Until one day, Bisham said, “I remember I had a woman named Padma. When I saw her with another, I took a gun and shot this scoundrel. A local prosecutor named Sahei became interested in the case. He went to Filbecht and found out that rich people named Narayan really live there. And the whole city heard about their depraved son Lakshmi.

It turned out that Lakshmi Narayan, whom little Bisham considered himself to be, was actually confused with the local prostitute Padma. He considered her his property and once shot a man who was leaving her room. The Narayan family was rich and powerful enough to hush up the affair. However, Lakshmi himself died of natural causes just a few months after that incident at the age of 32. All these events were still fresh in the memory of the townspeople, because only 8 years had passed since then.

Witnesses insist that the possibility of deceit in this story is ruled out altogether, since Bisham Chand's family could not gain anything from rapprochement with the Narayans. After all, everyone knew that the Narayan family went bankrupt pretty quickly after the death of Lakshmi.

Who was I in a past life? This question has repeatedly arisen among those who are interested in finding the meaning of life and their purpose. But it turns out that for some children the answer to this question is not closed.

The stories and stories below are non-fictional memories of children's past lives. All of them were written by readers in the comments to mine, which I published in the Star Hour group on Subscribe.ru.

This topic aroused great interest and feedback from readers, and in this article I have given the most interesting comments that indicate that young children remember their past life and can even tell about it in detail .. Names - “nickname” and the style of the authors left unchanged)

Real stories - memories of children and adults about a past life

Katerina-Katya:

My youngest son, at the age of three, told a lot of interesting things - according to his descriptions, it turns out that one of his incarnations was in England (or an English colony), somewhere in the 18-19th century - offhand during the time of Mark Twain, with details of life, architecture, interior, historical wardrobe ... In such small details that a child at that age simply cannot know.

Sergey Rodnik:

Katerina, this is a very interesting testimony and proof of a past life! Could you describe your son's story in more detail?

Katerina-Katya:

Where to start?

Probably, from the fact that I started to communicate with him during my pregnancy. (Now he is almost 8 years old). The most vivid memory is exactly a month before his birth (he was born on the Annunciation - April 7) he dreams of me and says that he wants to congratulate me on March 8. Looking forward to our meeting. What will be white and blue-eyed (the way it is - and this is with my mother - brunettes with brown eyes). That he wants us to call him Anatoly. It just so happened that they did not listen to me and named their son Michael. At the age of three, when he already spoke quite tolerably, she asked if he liked his name, to which he replied: “The name is good, and the angel is good, but I should have been called differently!”

On another occasion, which I remember, he cured me of a concussion. I didn't even get to the emergency room. Lying on the couch with severe nausea and headache after hitting her head on an iron beam. He approached me:

“Something so on the head I wanted to stroke you ... Does it hurt you, or what ???”

And he sat at the head for about 15 minutes, sorting his hair with his hands.

Once I moved my grandmother-neighbor to tears - her fracture of the femoral neck did not heal properly and she was in great pain. She and her son are sitting on a bench:

- Baba Sonya, your leg hurts this one ...

"Baby, how do you know?"

– And I feel” (also 3-4 years old)

Well, about England - I even wrote down what I managed, as in shorthand courses - it turned out a sheet and a half, if you recreate it, it turns out something like this coherent story: told - he put them in front of him and in a state of "here-now" - as if he brought them on an excursion).

Look, this is our house, yes, it's so big. This is a ladder. The portraits on the walls are my relatives. And this is mom and dad. See what beautiful flowers are in these vases - our gardener puts them every morning. My aunt loves fresh flowers (unfortunately, my aunt's name has disappeared from my memory, and now I don't know where to look for this entry, but it was something similar to the names from the Forsyte Saga). And my mother loved while she was alive.

And on the second floor is my room. From the window you can see the garden - these flowers grow there. And you can see the meadow. And the forest. Wolves in the forest. But they do not go here - there is nothing for them to eat. They go where the cows live, in those houses over there. There are people still living there who take care of the cows. And I can feed a cat - give her milk - wolves do not need milk. But we don’t keep so much meat in the house, they bring it to us from those houses. Here are the fruits - I can eat as much as I want. My room is my toys, my books, my clothes. My aunt gave me this hat for her birthday last year. My dresses are to go to church in this, and this is my favorite! To the hat…”

Well, something like this ... And since I draw, I quickly threw a drawing of a girl of 12 years old - like Becky Thatcher from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, I show it to my son, he answers: “Yes, it's me!”

Then suddenly he looks at me suspiciously.

- Wait, mom, how do you know what kind of girl I was ???

Well, and especially for me, clarifications in the wardrobe: (only after switching to a childish language) hats with ribbons - some sewn, while others are like baskets, made of sticks (twigs or straw), and if you raise the skirt - there are long pants with like this (shows with his hands - like “frills”) and shoes with ribbons. And the dress has laces on the back. And the front apron...

There were other moments, but the memory is erased ...

Interested:

I'm sure it's all true. When my son was 2 years old, he also surprised us very much. We arrived at the cottage with my husband and son. In general, he began to talk very early and very clearly. We fried barbecue, my husband and I are sitting on the steps, my husband smokes. The son comes up behind hugs, and says:

- I've known you for a very long time, I noticed even then.

- I ask: when then? He speaks:

- Well, a very long time ago. You understand, Mom, even when you lived with your grandmother Galya in Ukraine, and Dad with his parents.

And how did you choose us?

- I don’t remember how, but I knew for sure that I would be born with you and would live with you, and you would never offend me.

“Sometimes I still remember something, but less and less,” said the son, pointing his finger at the sky.

Here is such a story.

*Nikol*

Thanks a lot for the article!!!

My eldest son at the age of 3 told my husband and me: Mom, when I lived in heaven, I looked at a lot of pictures and in these pictures I saw you and I really wanted to live with you.
Katerina-Katya

Yeah ... ours also somehow put it in response to daddy (we have a third son - after two daughters)

- How we have been waiting for you for a long time - 9 years!

We received this sentence:

- Hee ... they were waiting! Here I WAITING - it's daaaaaaaa! Much longer than you!

Talifi

My 4-year-old daughter also surprises me, which time I notice that she sometimes says something - time passes and everything comes true, as the child said. More than a year ago, she said that we would live in the city (she said the name of the city, we lived 2.5 thousand km from this city). And what would you think - everything turned out so well that we actually moved in six months and live in this city. Now she strongly says that we will buy a car and points her finger at a foreign car))) I say that there is no money, she insists on her own)))). So be it)))).

And he often says about the sea that you need to come and say hello with some water ... during pregnancy and her first 2 years of life, we really lived by the sea. She calmed down when I brought her in a carrier and put her by the water as a baby, she was not at all afraid of water and ran to the water in any weather ... Some kind of mysticism.

Shumaeva Irina

My son also surprised me with such things, talking about the fact that he had parents, called their names. Brother (it turns out that it was when he did not know us), but they all died in a car accident ... The next day, when I asked him to tell more about it, he got angry and said that I was not supposed to know more, this information closed to me. The next story was about the ocean, connecting the subtle world with the physical, souls who want to come to earth get into it, and it is called “Elkraing” or something like that ... Of course, I’ll tell you to perceive it all ... something ... In general, in it doesn’t fit in my head, it’s easier for those people who study all sorts of esoteric knowledge ... well, even now he often “pleases” me with knowledge of energy, where is the light in a person (according to chakras) ... And so - a completely normal child ... amazing.

Alexander I

Remarkable phenomenon! All of the above is a confirmation of the hypothesis that a new generation of amazing children will come to Earth. This is a completely new formation of people! They remember their "past", they have a connection with the energy-information field of the Earth, and, therefore, access to the future! People! Take care of them! Create all the conditions for them - they are the future of our civilization!

tatat

My girls were 3 years and 1.5. They walked on the street. A woman passed by with her grandson. The grandson is a little older than my girls. They lingered around us. The kids played, and we started talking. The woman told me how her grandson lived in France in a past life, stood on the balcony and saw how the Nazis parachuted into his city from the sky (I even named the city and now I forgot what it used to be called). How he was later shot, and asks me if I did not find out from my children who they were before? I am the daughter of communists and atheists on the side of her, on the side. The girls were taken home.

And at home, out of curiosity, she asked the eldest - who she was. The daughter answered - a princess. I had no more questions ... They are all princesses up to 10 years old. But still, I asked the youngest. And she says - grandmother. I say:

– Nu here is, and I thought, that I have only princesses.

The youngest is so very serious:

- No, he says, grandmother.

And she begins to tell, she lived on a mountain in a green house with another grandmother, there is no water, she has to go to the river, but it’s hard to carry water uphill. And this is a city kid from a skyscraper. Goosebumps crawled up my back. Feel free to experiment. It's a pity, maybe the eldest was indeed a princess. Now I would ask a lot. That woman said that children can be questioned up to 4 years. They remember everything well, even if they themselves do not start talking about this topic.

Here are some more interesting stories submitted by readers

Julia:

“My daughter has a scar under her eye after surgery, she had a skin graft, in short, the scar is large. And apparently my grandmother spoke to her about this scar, to which My daughter replied: “I knew that I would have such an eye, but I wanted to be born so much that I agreed.” Here are some such words. She was three years old then. Now it's 13 years old, but she still remembers it and confirms it when we ask her. To be honest, I'm shocked. I don’t understand, maybe he’s making it up, but something is stirring in my soul, because in childhood I also had some kind of “craving for a past life” in the form of very vague memories, similar to a fantasy.

Elena:

"Hello. I vaguely remember the faces of some people. I know my appearance in detail. And even a name. I know for sure that I was born a guy in the Middle Ages. Where - I do not remember. Was a warrior for 19 years. I remember the king and my best warrior friend. I constantly remember this ... I want to return ...

I want to add. I know everything to the details, memories come every day with events, especially when I listen to music.
I remembered some five girls, two of them are sisters, and I can even describe my family.

• Elder brother - dark curly hair, pale blue bottomless eyes, dark shirt, green vest.
• My father is an eared man.
  Mother is a woman in a headscarf.
• There was a six-year-old younger brother. Blue eyes, round, almost hairless face.
• There were also three best friends.
• As I said, I was 19 years old. Short dark hair, brown eyes.
• I remember another person, and a blacksmith who made me a sword

In short, I'm tired of listing ... If anything, I'm now 13 years old.

The most interesting thing is that I communicate with a girl, she describes a past life, and all her people coincided with my memories. It turned out she was my friend, her name was Valerie, and my name was Robert.
Yes, there were a lot of beautiful guys and girls there. Those were good times...
True, I seem to have died from the spears of the Vikings.
She lived in Spain, as I remembered, in Thanros, the war took place near the castle of Miravet.

Alyona:

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Now I'm 33 and I don't really remember what thoughts I had as a child. But from a very young age, I have been fascinated by the Indians and everything connected with them. At the age of 7, I first read children's detective stories about Nancy Drew. The heroine went to Peru, where the action of the book took place. Reading the descriptions of the area, the rites of this country, I felt a burning interest. When she grew up, she did not lose interest, but another strange phenomenon joined him ...

My friend gave me a cassette with North American Indian songs. During the first audition, I began to cry uncontrollably, I became so sad, I really wanted to “go home”. Back home, to the world where these sounds are. This music accompanies me all my life, every time I yearn for my distant home. I understand exactly. that this is a longing for the past, which I do not remember with my mind, but I remember at the level of the spirit. And for some reason I know for sure that I was a man.

dream stories

There was a period, about 5 years ago, when every night I was visited by vivid strange dreams. I've already started writing them down. For example... I live on another planet. Me and my people. We have no atmosphere on the planet and we live inside it. In order to eat, you need to go to the surface and catch one of the many energy balls that fly there. This was our food. One day we go to the surface and find that there are almost no balls left. There was a feeling of sadness in a dream. We understood. It's time to look for a new home. And I woke up. Another dream .... I run to swim in the lake (we have no lakes in the city) through the forest, I run up to the railway embankment, it is high.

I climb this embankment, run across the rails and, as if from a hill, I run down to the lake, which is somewhere there ... in the distance. From all the running start, I crash into the water .. And water, it's not even water at all, it's sparkling sparks of happiness, love, fun, it's hundreds of trillions of refreshing sparkling not at all wet diamond drops! It's such a crazy magic, it's such an ecstasy, it's impossible to describe what happened to me in this lake…. And what a pity it was to open your eyes ...
Another dream, a short one: it was getting dark, some guy and I went out onto the roof of my 9-story building and we saw that a huge red planet was hanging very, very low. You seriously look at it and understand that the time has come for serious changes on Earth.

And probably the coolest dream that visited me ...

I sit on the couch in the hall (at home), in the lotus position. On the neck is a round medallion. I sigh and quite consciously take the medallion in my hands and “activate” it. I slowly rise above the sofa and hover over it. The feeling of absolute normality of what is happening, the understanding that I could always do it. And then something starts to happen inside. Some kind of huge energy that needs to be released. I throw my arms out to the side and she splashes out of me with a bright light, but it’s not enough for me. I need to get rid of my body. it interferes with me, I need to distribute this love that is torn from me, there is too much of it ... The whole body begins to glow and vibrate, I scream in my sleep, I want to remove this body that is holding me back ... ..

And I wake up, in the morning… I can’t realize what is happening, why I am lying on the bed in my body, I am shaking, I have waves of vibration in my body. I get up, hobble into the hall, sit down on the sofa, in an attempt to do the same thing that was in a dream .... there is no medallion, it does not work .... All day long I was walking like a bruise, so I wanted to return what was in a dream ... At the physical level, all the cells were trembling. It is impossible to explain this in our language, just words are not enough. Gradually, the sensations passed, the cycle of strange dreams also stopped. But there is a memory, maybe something will start again after a while ... I would know)))) Here is such a small experience, maybe something will come in handy)))

Watch also the video - the boy's memories of a past life

Afterword

After such stories - memories of a person's past lives, you begin to think about the secrets that each of us carries within ourselves. And who knows if these stories are not proof of life after death, which all religions and mystical teachings speak of?

And if some children remember their previous existences or reincarnations in another body, then for many of us adults, the answer to the question of who I was in past lives is still a mystery that has yet to be unraveled.

Dear readers!

If you know similar stories, please share them in the comments.

Reviews 89

How interesting! Before, I had no doubts about the rebirth of our souls, but now I wanted to ask my friends who have small children to ask them such a question, who were they? there may be new evidence

Elena, if you have interesting evidence, please share it in this thread or by email. I am collecting these materials for a book.

Well, I thought that only I believe in it :-).
I have two examples.
My eldest niece between 3 and 5 years old often repeated the enigmatic phrase: “When I had a little boy…” Those who heard it from the little one started laughing and she became embarrassedly silent. At that time, she had not yet gone to kindergarten, and there were almost no little boys in her environment.

Second example. My youngest niece. She once said: “It was when I had three children ...” It was said naturally. Like something really happened in the past.

Thanks for the thoughtful comment! I hope that when enough such evidence is collected, belief in soul reincarnations will become knowledge.

And for such “tricks”, my parents took me to a psychiatrist ...

Sergey, are you only interested in the reincarnation of souls? Or something else?
As for past lives:
I saw a lot and for a long time to describe - in short, Tutathamon - saw herself as a boy standing in front of a mirror (the mirror was made of some kind of metal). I knew exactly who I was.
Then - an astrologer - she saw herself with a huge ancient pipe - she looked at the stars and made a star map in the form of a graphic diagram.
Then the hermit monk collected herbs, brewed a potion, healed ...
But who was in Poland? Did not watch.
just during the 90s was engaged in so-called commerce. And while visiting one castle (we lived in it), I knew all the nooks and crannies and the location of buildings as my apartment.
She even knew where the nearest church was. Went and found it there...
The house in which the Romanovna family of tsars was executed horrified me. I was stuffy there and could not describe the feeling of fear. I just flew out of there and didn't go there again.
Did not consider.

Svetlana, you have a very interesting experience! At what age do memories of past lives begin to come?

a friend’s older child often said something like that .... there is a lot about the church, although they didn’t take him there then and in general the family is far from religion. then his grandparents took him to a Catholic church for Christmas, and when he saw the manger and the whole composition, his face was soooo distorted, he was so surprised and embarrassed ... as if he simply could not correlate what he saw with reality ... the rest of the day he walked shocked…

another friend, who has 4 children, said that the third son also comments on some things, and once said that her older children were husband and wife in a past life ... said that a girl would be born, but not this time (when she is pregnant went fourth), ...
and my mother once asked her pupil (3 years old), Liza, do angels exist? ... Liza, without being distracted, he played the tale Yes, and also showed how they talk ... Liza also did not come into contact with religion before.

Elena, thanks for the valuable testimonies! This once again proves the continuation of life outside the physical world.

“And if children remember their past life, then for adults, former existences remain a mystery that has yet to be unraveled.”

If only in order to treat incomprehensible fears and phobias. Regression therapy can help in this regard. Just like that, out of curiosity, you should not climb into past lives. I remembered a dream that I had at the age of 4, and I clearly saw how I was killing a small child. After I remembered such an old dream, any desire to delve into my past life disappeared. I really regret doing this in my past life. Therefore, I have sores through the roof. But now I'm doing good deeds and getting better.

I agree that out of curiosity, you should not climb into past lives. Such a memory should open naturally when a person is ready to receive it. In addition, the personality in each incarnation is updated for a specific task, so digging into past lives can even interfere with the fulfillment of one's mission. This is given to children because the soul finally enters a new body only by the age of 7, which is why they remember memories of a past life.

And I began to remember my past life from the age of 10, maybe earlier. different moments come to me in fragments. I know that I was famous. I lived a very busy life, enjoyed life, I had many friends, I was very rich and beautiful. but memories come in fragments (not like others who remember all their lives). I even remember 1 room of the apartment (or house) in which I lived. it was very richly furnished. I led the life that many famous top models and others lead. When I see somewhere how famous people live, it becomes familiar to me, as if I also lived the same way.

Anastasia, this is a valuable experience. Be sure to write down these passages - they will help you understand the causes of events in life.

I feel like I did something bad in that life. In this one, I pay. Now I'm not a star, with complexes and many flaws, I live in a poor family, I'm not a beauty, etc. In short, everything is the opposite of a past life.

Do not despair, in this life everything can be fixed. That's what she was given for.

and if since childhood some fragments of moods of either happiness or sweet sorrow have been tormented ... and as if I should find these same feelings, experience them in this life ... also, you can’t try to understand what this is for? Shouldn't I still go into the knowledge of past lives, if I'm sure that all these memories are connected precisely with past (or past) lives?
I remember myself from the cradle of this life, how I lay in bed, how my parents rocked me to sleep ... I still didn’t know how to speak, even roll over ... i.e. I was a few months old. But even then I understood everything perfectly, just like now. The speech of the parents, she understood every word like an adult.
I remember how I asked my mother at the age of 5 “are there any past lives”? Mom answered that no, life is one and after death our soul flies to heaven to God.

Marina, I still do not understand from your comment: do you recognize the existence of past lives or not?

Each of us has fragments of memories of a past life in our memory. Someone has clear, down to the details - as in those given in this article, someone has vague ones. I also sometimes recalled some moments from past lives, and then I learned from various sources that these are not fantasies at all, but we really come here many times, each time changing the physical shell, but the memory of all lives is not erased, but simply forgotten for a period next incarnation.

I wonder if dreams are really memories of other incarnations?
Recently I was on Regression. Of the 15 people in the hall, only I did not remember. Everyone else remembered. Their stories were very convincing.

And my parents told me such a case: I was 3 years old (I was born in 91), mom, dad and I were sitting in a room, and then for no reason I give out: “When I was big, they cut me stomach, pulled out the intestines and sewed up the stomach. Then they cut my head open and took out my brains…” My parents were shocked. At the same time, I showed the exact anatomical lines along which the pathologists cut the corpse ... That is, it turns out that I was telling what my soul saw after death?!?!?! I myself don’t remember this moment, how I said it, although I remember a lot from my early childhood of 1.5-2 years. What do you think about it?

I think this memory is related to one of the past lives. But what you described is more like preparation for mummification, which was common in ancient Egypt and was used for the burial of noble people. The soul of a person after leaving the body can for some time see everything that happens around the body and even feel what is happening with the body.

Hello. I vaguely remember the faces of some people. I know my appearance in detail. And even a name. I know for sure that I was born a guy in the Middle Ages. Where - I do not remember.
Was a warrior for 19 years. I remember the king and my best warrior friend.
I constantly remember this ... I want to return.

I remember a dream that I had in the sixth grade. the outskirts of the city, the house of 2-3 floors is L-shaped, linen hangs on ropes. In the house near the corner of the arch. behind the house is a field, high culture, waist-deep, and mountains in the distance. I hear the noise of technology. at that moment a tank drives into the yard, a small one, obviously not a Russian one. The tank makes a U-turn inside the yard, tearing off all the ropes. Dust burning ....
people start running in the field and I run with them. bright sun. they shoot from behind ... at some point I feel a strong pain in my leg, I fall and wake up.
was it a dream...

Elena, thanks! An interesting memory.

Dmitry, episodes from past lives may appear in a dream. Especially if the dream is very realistic in sensations.

Thanks Sergey!
That's how I connect. Moreover, over the following years, I operated on this particular leg 2 times.

In response to the story Shumaeva Irina

… The next story was about the ocean, connecting the subtle world with the physical, souls who want to come to earth fall into it, and it is called “Elkraing” …

Very interesting, because Crying in translation is not only “crying”, but in some cases also “shouting”, calling, “praying” or “glorifying”, and the prefix El means holiness.

Elena
Lena, if you know how to draw, draw what you remember. And write before you forget. Memory has a tendency to lose. And at an older age, it may be necessary to remember something .... And if it's not just Fantasies, then it could be a good opportunity to sort out today's problems.

Anna, thanks for the addition - the decoding of the word "Elkraing".

Elena, thank you for your story about a past life, I put it in the article. I was interested that you are talking with a girl you met in a past life. Perhaps in this life you have some kind of joint task - a mission that you have to realize.

Thanks to all readers for participating in this thread!

Alena, thank you for very interesting stories! This is indeed a spiritual experience of remembering past lives, not only on our planet, but also on another planet and in the Subtle World. The description of the condition with the medallion and swimming in the “lake of love” is very interesting. If you remember something else, please share with me and blog readers.

being on regressions with Maria Manok, one girl of 18-22 years old flatly refused to tell what she dreamed of at the time of the regression. The woman alone began to compose something…. It looked funny.
One man of 35 years old said that he saw himself in the form of a woman. He spoke about his hard life in the body of a woman.
and another lady saw herself as the captain of a ship that died flying on the reefs.
Of course it is interesting to hear these stories. and climb sites where there are these stories. But isn't this the usual reading of information from our brain from the field of the earth.
I recently heard, I don’t remember where, that the brain, in principle, cannot think. He is not adapted to this. But he can create conditions for thoughts.

Dmitry, at the expense of the brain, I met similar information. Its essence is that the brain is only an information processor (such as a processor in a computer), and thoughts and memory are not in the brain ... I will not go deep into where - this is a separate topic. As for regressions, I admit that there may be a game of imagination or fantasy. But I fully trust personal experience, such as Alena's.

Group F.p.s song morning breeze song just in the subject
in past lives I was a man, strange memories periodically pop up, then I’m someone like a mafia, then a dandy from old England, then a businessman ... And strange habits come up, friends notice too and are very surprised, because a lot of things that sometimes happen to me are not typical for me at all ... Up to 13 I have seen vivid and very plausible dreams for years, constantly shocking my relatives, but unfortunately after several concussions I almost don’t remember anything, but the feeling of deja vu does not cease to haunt .. Sometimes I can interrupt the conversation and tell the person what he wanted to tell me) scares many))

Yes, it seems that in dreams a memory of something experienced pops up, and it seems not in the present tense (incarnation). While this can be compared and assumed with the fact that the incarnation was before ... everything else is like fortune-telling ...
that people do predict and end other people's thoughts, it may just be a conversational experience. already knowing in what key the conversation is moving, our consciousness tells us at what point it will come. Here you can turn to the question: “what is consciousness?”. And it looks like you're not the only one with this ability.

I read somewhere that the earth is an information storage device, and it is quite possible that we periodically connect our brain to this storage device, and it reads the file we need at the moment. And the key can be anything, and how the opponent conducts the conversation, and how you met. And what drink did you drink at lunchtime ...
Remember “love” because it also does not arise from scratch. One person is attracted, the other is not. Years pass, we grow and we already see something completely different in those whom we didn’t want to look at, and you notice that interest has been shown to you. And it may be that life has put you on a common wave (for a while, for always - it is not known), but now you are reaching out to each other ....

Psychologists cannot always help patients, for the simple reason that they have not experienced what their patient is, for them it is just a job. And a person who has gone through a similar situation without any education will be able to enter the situation and help resolve it.

In general, psychology and the relationship of psychologists with patients was well said in the 1988 Soviet film “Jester”, with Kostolevsky in the title role.

Nastasya, Dmitry, thank you for your valuable comments!

Let these non-fictional stories serve for a new understanding and attitude towards human life. The experience of remembering past lives is very important for understanding the events that occur in this life.

I thank everyone who participates in the discussion of this topic.

I remember my childhood dream, which I saw quite often at the age of about 3-5 years. I'm in a Russian hut, the door is locked and I can't get out. The house is on fire, I hear the crackling of wood. I have only two exits: windows and a door, but I can't get to either of them. Pen has a small child in his arms, he does not cry, he sleeps. And I'll lay on the bed over the stove with a child in my arms. And now I don’t know how to explain: under the ceiling all over the room, it’s as if the boards are lying like that, something like shelves, only you can climb on them. It resembles beams, only the distance between the board and the ceiling is such that you can crawl through on your knees. I remember crawling in there with my left hand, hugging the child to me, and the thought in my head that I had very little time left. The crackle of fire is getting stronger, the fire is already under me, but from the street I hear voices, both female and male, and such a hope for salvation. In general, I almost crawled to the other end of the hut, when I heard the crunch of a tree behind me, I turned around and saw that the beam was starting to burn. And I scream save him and throw the child out the window, hoping that he will be caught there. I myself wanted to climb there, but I did not have time. The wood cracked and broke, and I fell into the fire. I remember how I screamed and I was hot and hurt. Then a flash, everything turns white and I woke up.
The dream was so frequent that I remember some of the details to this day. I woke up in a cold sweat, called my mother and cried. According to her notes and my memories, it is already being recreated. Then I did not know, in principle, the decoration of the hut, later, in class 7, in local history lessons, they showed and explained to us. I looked at the pictures and knew that this is what I once lived in.
By the way, since childhood, the fear of being near the fire and the fear of hot temperatures. I can’t go to the bathhouse, I can’t drink too hot tea or wash myself under hot water

Here is another confirmation of Dinara.
Apparently these are not just childhood fears, but based on something more.

Dinara, thank you for sharing your dream. In my opinion, this dream is a memory from a past life, the fear of fire and hot things also testifies to this.

As a child, I often began to tell stories to my parents, especially my father from the words when I was an adult, but he was angry and I stopped, as a child I talked a lot ... I often saw a strange woman crawling towards me, with one hand holding on to belly, the other stretching towards me, I don’t know who it is, I’m now 19 years old, what I already talked about and I don’t remember, but I can’t forget about this woman, when I was at school 5 years ago I saw one woman, fell into a stupor and I immediately remembered that one ... Who she was, I didn’t know and didn’t try to figure it out, until a special time I thought that that woman was me, but there is a possibility that I, on the contrary, killed her ... I wish I could remember everything again ...

Here again I remembered a case from my childhood, I often said that you are not my real parents, you adopted me and so on ... In this spirit. Always gravitated toward the original teachings of the Buddha, always admired them.

By the way, it’s also a very interesting fact, I was born, I had an older sister Olga, then I, after me, three more brothers Ilya Semyon and Egor shared. So, when my mother was pregnant with Semyon, I often had the same crazy dream. I dreamed of a war, a man in a suit but with a strange sewn-on head, in which the cost stuck out, but this is not so important, I also dreamed of another boy, of small stature, all ugly, bluish in color, sitting in some kind of cage and now and then repeating the words, I am Semyon, I am Semyon, in the end this creature was slaughtered with spears or swords, when, like, and I woke up in a sweat. I thought that the one who was born to my mother would be a freak, or I don’t know why it seemed so to me, but an absolutely normal kid was born, without flaws, but on the back, and on the left side, the seeds still have birthmarks, now he is 11 years old, as a child, I remember he constantly played games in which he called himself a colonel. I don’t know, maybe it’s just a coincidence, where does color in a dream generally read? I do not know. But many of Uncle Grandmother's relatives still call him a colonel.

Alexey, thanks for the interesting stories! Judging by some details, these are indeed memories from past lives. Children often in childhood refer to themselves in games by names associated with past lives or in some other way show these memories. For example, in my childhood I was very fond of war games and constantly drew officers of various ranks in the uniforms of the tsarist Army with orders, shoulder straps and aiguillettes. And I drew them not just like that, but in ascending ranks - as if it were my career in the Army. So your stories are another proof of our past lives. And if someone does not believe or doubts - give a link to this article. So many stories and with such details it is impossible to invent.

About six months ago I had a dream. I am 23. As a child, I did not talk about any rebirth. But the dream was very memorable. It all started with a hill. The mound is in a wasteland, which is covered with snow in winter and it is so cool to ride from it like from a hill, and next to it is a lone tree. Wasteland around. So here I am a boy, although in my life a girl, about six years old, rides down a hill with her father. Then, when I was fourteen years old, a war began in the city. The Germans got close. In a dream, I live in Leningrad. Only the beginning of the blockade, I have a father, mother and younger brother. So my father is being called to the war, but they want to evacuate me, my brother and my mother. But I'm a man, it's not the case under a woman's skirt. And when the refugees were leaving, I put my mother and brother in the car and told them that I was going to take a piss, and I hid myself and watched my mother leave. As she screamed, she wanted to jump, but the military held her back. He ran to his father happy. The father was angry, but left. The Germans went on the offensive. I don't know what it's called, but we made a mound out of the earth. Like an embankment. Behind them we fight off the Germans. I was killed in the first week of the war. A bomb fell nearby and the blast wave covered me with sand. In short, I'm small, I didn't get out of the sand, and I died. The only thing that is certain is that my biggest fear since childhood is being buried alive. I learned everything about lethargic sleep. I was afraid that they would mix it up and bury it. I'm not afraid of anything in life, but this is straight to the point of horror. And then in the continuation of sleep. My brother, who left with his mother, has a son, and that one has his own. And now, at the age of six, a boy with his dad rides down a hill-hill in a wasteland next to a tree. And he says he's been here before. In a dream, this is 70-80 years. Like this.

Alexey wrote here that he saw a woman and came into a stupor ..
And I saw an old man .. Who looked at me, as if observing .. when I watched TV with the whole family, as I remember now ... everyone was sitting with their backs to the door of the room, with me lying on the floor, under my head with my hands ... And it was either song -84, roofing felts 86…. And how I switch off ... And I know - he is standing there, I turn around - yes! … Long beard, long white robes..
I remember, I ask my friends, did I sleep a hundred? And they, no, watched the concert.
And this happened a couple of times...

I remember a dream in grades 3-4, then I studied at a boarding school:
I'm at war. Too light, and I have to go down the cliff. I don’t have time to go down, I see, as if from the side, that the Germans are standing over the cliff and starting to shoot at me. The cliff is gentle, rather a hill, but at the bottom there is a river. The Germans shoot and my leg hurts. Waking up, I feel that my leg is lying on the metal frame of the bed, the mattress has moved out under the deflection of the springs. The leg really hurts.
I remember this dream, but I compared it with the fact that a movie about the war was shown in the boarding school, not infrequently ... And I put it into this image.
I already wrote about a dream in which I run across the field from a tank that shoots and also hits my leg. Only there is a plot in some Latin American country. And again the leg .... The truth is, I didn't get anywhere.

I remember very clearly how I swung on a swing between palm trees and fell off them as an adult, and apart from the palm trees around I didn’t remember anything else ... When I started talking, I immediately asked my mother: “Do you remember that place with palm trees and a swing from which I fell?”. To which my mother replied that we had never been to a place where palm trees grow and I didn’t fall from a swing, we lived in the city and my mother didn’t put me on a swing ... I still clearly remember those palm trees and remember the high swing from which I I fell, I even remember the rumble from knocking on the ground ... Maybe these are not memories of a past life, but a combination of brain activity? After all, the child hears his parents a few weeks after conception ....
And I remembered another curious fact - this year I did an MRI of the cervical region, because my head and neck have been very sore all my life. As a child, they said that puberty then everything will pass. Now I'm 25 and nothing has changed. According to the results of the MRI, three doctors visited me and they all asked me one question: did you fall in childhood, hit your neck? I always answered no, I never hit my head, neck, I never had concussions ... Maybe this is somehow connected ...

Ekaterina, it is difficult to understand what this memory refers to. Perhaps it is connected with some kind of memory from a past life, especially since in this life neither you nor your parents were in such an environment. But, some diseases in this life are often associated with injuries or diseases from the past. It can also be fears associated with trauma in past lives.

Anargul, interesting story, thanks! With a probability of 80-90% this is a memory from a past life. The brain is not able to invent such details and keep them in memory.

Hello. I read your stories and decided to write my own. Firstly, I want to say that I heard about reincarnation for a long time, and not to say that I didn’t believe, rather I didn’t pay attention to all (as I already understand) my jerky memories from the past incarnation, until my son was born. He is now 2 years old, he started talking very early. He was about one and a half, he spoke a quatrain in some incomprehensible language (at first it seemed to me it was childish babble), but then I began to notice that he constantly repeats the same text, moreover, he was 1 and 6 and he he couldn’t compose it himself, soon he began to sing the same text in rhyme under his breath, he pronounced the words clearly and it was clear that this was not a set of meaningless words, this was a different language. On this, he did not cease to amaze me, a couple of months ago, he just ran up to me, hugged me and said: “Mom, let's go to Batumi,” I didn’t pay attention and, moreover, I didn’t immediately understand what the word was, after 10 minutes again runs up to me and says: "Mom, I want Batumi." I asked: “what? What is Batumi”, he repeated again: “I want to go to Batumi”. I asked: “son, what is it?” I was struck by his answer, he said: “there is my house”. I immediately realized it, went on the Internet, typed the word “Batumi”, and what was my surprise when I gave out a search engine that this is one of the cities of Georgia. I was shocked how a 2-year-old child could know about this city. We don’t have any relatives, we’ve never been to Georgia, he couldn’t even hear it on TV, since he doesn’t watch TV at all, and besides, he answered my question “what is Batumi?” answered “THIS IS MY HOUSE”. I don’t know how to explain it, and he often always, without confusion, says “mother is grandmother, and father is grandfather. He always says so, he does not get confused.
I began to analyze everything, and I dare to assume that my crumbs have memories from a past life. Now, recalling my memories, I realized, although I do not claim that episodes from past lives also flashed before me, even for milliseconds. Before, I used to constantly, whenever my eyes were nodding, there was a picture in front of me as if I was in an inevitable situation, they want to kill me, moreover, pictures have surfaced since the war, I’m scared, I stand and I KNOW THAT THIS IS THE END, AND I’m being blown up. Until now, I have such a fear that I will get into a situation where death is inevitable, and I will have to put up with it. And once I looked at myself in the mirror and before my eyes, for a couple of seconds, the face of a bearded red-haired old man slipped through, although I’m really her redhead, but a burning brunette. And the most interesting thing is that I felt that it was C. It didn't end there. Somehow I was shaking with a child, and on the sofa I closed my eyes to take a nap, and a bearded old man appeared before my eyes again, and at what I saw it as if not from the side, but I was that same old man. I was wearing dirty shabby pants, old shoes, and I was at the market, trying to find someone with my eyes and tugging at my beard ... I immediately woke up in a cold sweat, looked at my watch, I took a nap for only 3 minutes.
Here are the things. Now I don’t know what to think, I’m trying to understand with my mind. But how? How is that even possible?

Hello Anna. Children often remind us of past lives, but not all adults pay attention to this and take it seriously. As for your question - how is this possible? Science cannot yet provide clear explanations for such memories, but there are noteworthy studies by scientists, such as Ian Stevenson, who investigated and described about 3,000 such cases. So it is possible, but it is difficult to understand because of the limitations of our materialistic mind.

Thanks for answering. I left my story on several sites so that at least someone would respond.
I will continue my story ... A couple of days after the story with Batumi, I decided to finish off my own child with questions and say: “Son, what did you do in Batumi?” he answers: “played” I ask: “who did you play with, with Lily?” he answers “no” and calls some strange name and without further questioning he continues “they played horses, climbed high, high up”, and at the same time he shows how they ride horses, continues “he went up, I’m scared, I I'm afraid, Mom, I want to go down here” and looks down and points to the floor. I say: “get up too, don’t be afraid”, I try to enter the situation and play along. And he looked down again, made FEARED ROUND EYES, said “I’m afraid mom, I don’t want to,” threw himself on my neck and tightly hugged my neck, it seemed that right now he would strangle me with fright. I myself was frightened, but did not lose my head, and in between times I decided to ask: “son, who is your mother?” he let go of his neck looked at me and said: “you are my mother”. Finally, I calmed down and decided not to get my son anymore and not to injure his psyche. But I don’t have other words like - go nuts, this can’t be.
She told her husband, he laughed and twisted his finger near his temple with the words: “you seem to have sat at home, you should go to work, otherwise you’ll go crazy, dear.” He did not believe it, but I am sure that a son at that age could not compose such a thing.

The fact of the matter is that children do not compose. I know another interesting case when a 4-year-old child stubbornly told his parents that he fought at the front, his name and that he was buried in such and such a place - he called the settlement not far from Novosibirsk, where they lived. And the father decided to check this information and indeed found in this locality in the cemetery the grave of the person named son. This case was written in one of the newspapers a few years ago.

Only after 5 years of age, children most often forget these memories, and then, at an older age, they may even deny that they said something like that.

So I had an idea to ask the kid and shoot everything on video and see what he would say to a more adult age. Then I think why hurt the baby. By the way, he often talks about om, that I and his mother and grandmother's mother. Both funny and not. She says that when my grandmother was little, she said mom (he meant that she called me mom), if you listen to the words of your son, it turns out that my mother-in-law was my daughter. I think it's funny)))

Anna, filming is a good idea!

I remember that I was a man and sat in prison, then they shot me. My wife came to prison, she cried and forgave me for all the pain that I brought her. I was betrayed by everyone I trusted, and only my wife stayed until the end. I remember that I was someone from the intelligentsia (there was a complete surprise from the betrayal of relatives and friends, I hoped for them to the end). I remember that I had mistresses, and my wife forgave them for them. I sat in a dirty cell, smelly, my wrists constantly hurt from handcuffs, I heard the sound of keys and expected death. Now I am a girl and even met people from a past life, looked at them as if they were my own, they did not understand this.

Anna from 11/26/2015

Anya, how do you know that they are from a past life?
How did you understand it?

Anna, according to your story, there was an association that it was during the “Stalinist repressions” in the 30s of the 20th century. Perhaps you were some kind of official, many of whom were then shot. I wonder how you got to know in this life those whom you knew in the past?

And all my life I want to go home, even being at home. And to my mother, being next to my mother. I always feel older than many people, including my own parents, so I have been lonely all my life.
I remember in detail the house in which I lived 2 of my lives. In the first life I don’t remember who I was, but I remember how I went into my house, wooden and two-story with a large staircase that bifurcated to the right and left. On the right, on the second floor, there was a piano, there were lace napkins, and I was met by a young, but apparently sick woman in a dark dress and a light collar. It felt like the beginning of the 20th century. The weather was autumn, it felt cold, but there was peace in my soul.
And the second life - as a child, in Soviet sandals, I run and play with other children on the first floor of the same house, where the dining room was located. Then I go from room to room and know that there is another way out of the house. The interior was completely different. From the house they made either a hostel, or a communal apartment, or an orphanage. I remember the porch very well, it was summer and the sun.
Often there is a strong longing that I am now in the wrong place and with the wrong people, although everything is fine in my life. How can I finally find harmony with the present reality.

Interesting very history, Strange.
Maybe hypnosis could clarify more?

I accidentally stumbled onto this site, but when will the book be published? And then I have above the roof of paranormal information on personal experiences, including past lives, I remember .. The last one is in sufficient detail, and the previous episodes. She herself thought about writing a book, otherwise her head would explode to store so much information.

Veronica, I don't have enough materials for the book yet. If you have materials on the topic of memories of past lives that have not been published on the Internet before, I can publish them on this site in the form of separate articles with your authorship preserved. For publication inquiries, please visit

Good day, Sergey! I read the comments and agree with many things, except for one position - the communication of the mother with the child who was in her womb. I believe that these are her fantasies, as we are transferred to the bodies of already born people. I can’t really explain who “us” is, but I’ll tell you everything in order. Two strange fragments remained in my memory that time did not erase. I never told anyone about them, since I was born in the USSR and they would consider me mentally ill. Then, in the 90s, work in law enforcement agencies, then in the 2000s, the civil service, etc. Fragment one - I am in some kind of “room” similar to a medical laboratory, next to me are two people who look like people, we communicate in a language that I can’t remember (I think under hypnosis I could reproduce a conversation in this language), one I will say that it was a “sentence”, I did something wrong in the past body and I am obliged to serve the sentence again. Then, after manipulations with the devices of one of those present in the room, a sphere appeared in which there was something like a portal to the room in which a newborn child was lying in a stroller. I really did not want what was to happen and opposed it in every possible way, which apparently gave a small failure in the blocking of my memory and this fragment remained in it. This is where the first memory ends. The second fragment - I am in the body of a child, I clearly understand that it is absolutely not controlled by me, the child is lying in a stroller, two people are bending over him and talking in a language unknown to me, since I still think in the language that I spoke in the first fragment. I definitely realize that I am very indignant and do not want what is happening, I am trying to do something, but as if in a cage, locked in an uncontrollable body ... I repeat, I think that under hypnosis I will certainly be able to describe everything exactly and reproduce that speech of communication. And at the expense of the line of fate - during my life there have repeatedly been such moments in which I clearly realized that this had already happened to me, so to speak, a feeling of deja vu ... I think that hypnosis is needed and all the details of my memories are pulled out of me.

Andrew
There are many Reincarnation Specialists in Moscow. One of these specialists is Maria Monok. I visited her 2 times for general reincarnation. It didn't work for me the first or second time. And the people who were with me (15 people) told a lot of interesting things. Including my wife. And then I even tried to sketch from her words what she saw.
Dial “Maria Monok” on the Internet, and you will find out how to contact her, and the cost. The general session is up to 1000 rubles, and the individual session must be discussed with her.
There are other specials, you can also find. The process is interesting.

As for memory and visions, it seems that something was seen in childhood, and maybe it was real. Or maybe a dream...

As a child, quite often, at the moment of falling asleep, I saw a person lying on the bed. I saw it from the side and in the haze, but I clearly realized that it was me. And around people with sad faces.
And such a feeling, frighteningly accelerating, breaking away ... And the anxiety that I am leaving these people. But, the incredible horror was precisely from this feeling, which even now I cannot put into words.
I always cried, and my mother, who tried to calm me down, and still is surprised:
how could a child of 2 years old cry out in such an adult way: “Oh, Lord!”
I was also surprised because they themselves were brought up as atheists and communists. And at that time, no one spoke the name of God in the family.
Perhaps this is the memory of the moment of death, which was not “erased” at the moment of birth?

Anna, this memory really reminds me of the moment of leaving the body. Obviously, the emotion was very strong, and therefore remained in the mind.

Andrey, I apologize for not immediately responding to your very interesting and valuable comment. As for the communication of a mother with a child in the womb, not everything is so simple. I think that these are not inventions, but communication with a child, or rather a soul that will move into the body of a child on a spiritual level, i.e. not through the body. We all consist of several levels of consciousness and bodies corresponding to them. And it also seems to me that the soul enters the body at the moment of birth, and according to some teachings, this process continues for several years (up to 5 or 7 years).

As a child, I saw the same dream 5-7 times, I can’t get it out of my head. I saw exactly the moment of death (as it seems to me of my past body). I haven't told it to anyone, but it creates questions that torment me. Campaign the soul that saw the torment retains the memory of them.

Dmitry, very few retain the memory of their death in a past life and torment. Obviously, you need this experience for some reason in this life.

My sister said at the age of three that she was already in this (in one of the relatives' apartments) bathroom and asked where the mirror was and why it wasn't smooth? pointing a finger at the wall. The mirror was removed before she was born, and they also made repairs, replacing the smooth tiles with wallpaper. Then her mother noticed certain phrases inherent in her great-grandmother, who died one year before the baby was born. Already being an adult, the sister periodically gives out such pearls that everyone remembers like grandmothers. But NO ONE in the family speaks like that. Those. she had no way to hear or know it.
I’ll say about myself that in childhood I really liked the theme of cowboys, well, it was also fashionable, so it’s hard to say how much it is connected with reincarnation. But I also love horses very much, and even as a child I was involved in this sport, but I was always attracted by the feeling of freedom, I wanted to ride across the field, and not in the hangar. And never attracted care, like others. I chose the most wild, evil and daring horses. And always found a common language with them. This feeling did not leave. As a child, when everyone played with dolls, I certainly chose the role of a cowboy - a boy.

Hello. I do not even know where to start. From childhood, I remember a lot of things that clearly did not happen in this life. These are not just memories from any one life, these are hundreds of fragments and sensations that have been preserved in my memory from past lives. Moreover, the most interesting thing is that it cannot be called only excerpts from lives, what I remember also applies to travel in other worlds and subtle matters. I don't know why I remember all this. But I was born with a strong conviction that I “came here myself” for some purpose. And I was always more than sure that physical death is not death at all. If I tell all my memories, it will be very long. I'll tell you the most interesting ones. From extraterrestrial memories, I remember how I passed from one dimension to another, I remember how I walked to the endless horizon in the distance, it took a long time to go and I forced myself to overcome it all, because I needed to get there, I knew that as soon as I get to this horizon, I'll find myself in another world. It looked like I was walking across some field, and it was endless. I know for sure there is no time there, therefore, if I am not mistaken in my feelings, it took forever to make the transition. In general, it is difficult to explain all this in detail, of course. I still remember myself in these different worlds, it's hard to describe. I remember myself as a bright white creature.
How much do I remember! This is so strange. From my life memories I remember the moment: I look at people who swim in the pool, there are sunbeds nearby, in my opinion it is a cruise ship, because there is something above the pool. I am happy at this moment, there is peace in me. I also remember how I sat in the waiting room and looked at the front door, obviously waiting for someone and worried.
Often I remember some sensations clearly from past lives to this day. And recently, in a dream, it’s like lightning strikes me and I see myself in another incarnation and “this is me” is spinning in my head.
I also remember a few foxes from childhood, or what it is without a clue. It’s like I’m a lifeless body, sorry for the terrible details, but it consists of nothing but muscles, I’m shaking, there’s an endless desert around, only rails, I stagger these rails and immediately after that a train passes through them. I think this is some kind of clue for me in this incarnation. Perhaps I was “showed” this before my birth. All my life I have been trying to decipher, probably the train symbolizes time, and this body is inaction and passivity, because of which I can lose time and literally “the train will leave.” Probably in this life I need to “catch” some train.

Thanks for the interesting story! I sent you an offer of cooperation by e-mail. Did you receive a letter?

Good afternoon.

I wanted to ask if it is possible to personally contact someone from those who have encountered similar cases? Perhaps the child told a story, did your parents tell you about what you said as a child, or do you remember it yourself?

I am a student of an art university and my project is connected with rebirths and as a study of the topic I would like to personally communicate with someone.

The topic is interesting. Some children have an open mind and they remember their past lives. This is all understandable. We all spin in the wheel of reincarnations. And we live a huge number of times. But there are Star children, such as Indigo and crystal ones. They also talk about themselves. Only not about past lives, but about where their star homeland is. About their planets, about their spiritual Family. My friend has a friend of a crystal girl. She is 9 years old now. they reacted strangely to her conversations. She stopped talking about it .... And such cases are not isolated. A girl with a very deep and adult look. From the moment of birth, she looked through the eyes of an adult, consciously. This is the most important sign of such children. She is self-educated at home. She refuses to go to school. She does not recognize the school system, any violence. She does not get along with children who are not like her. Different thinking ... Feels people through and through, any insincerity, falseness. She is also a very creative person. Such children are born more and more often. They come here without karma, they are different. Do not spin in the wheel of reincarnation. They come from the Higher Worlds. I continue to watch this girl with pleasure.

Dara, it is for such children that this topic was created on the site, so that their parents would be more attentive and appreciate such messengers of the cosmos. It would be great if you share your observations about this girl. I am ready to publish them and promote them in the ways available to me. Write - send to the address in "Contacts".

And I often have deja vu, and so real and vivid that I am absolutely sure that I lived in those frames that the brain gives out. For example, when I first arrived in another country and walked through the forest, in an instant I suddenly clearly realized that I had already been here. And not just was, but I know every tree, bush. I know that behind the hillock there will be a stream and a cellar dug in the ground. And so it turned out. Perhaps this is my past in which I lived? Or rather, one of them.

These most interesting examples are the most direct confirmation of the transmigration of souls and reincarnation. It often happens to me, too, when you start to “remember” something that definitely didn’t happen to you in this life.

When my daughter was 3 years old, I asked her who she was in a past life, at that time she was jumping on the sofa and immediately rapped out “Baba Tanya”. Baba Tanya is my husband's mother, her grandmother, whom I can't stand! My daughter is already 8 years old, and I keep thinking, what would that mean? By the way, after a while I asked again, but she no longer understood the question and did not answer anything.

I somehow read such stories at night and I had a dream: I am an Indian, I have a 10-year-old son. I'm scared to death of my husband, but I love another man. I'm going to run away with him. Then my son appears and I cry, stroke his face and say that I will return. Then my husband comes out, I get scared and say something like that I love him. He seems to guess. I don't know what kind of dream. But I used to think that in a past life I was a soldier in the Second World War, I often dreamed about the war, they killed me or how I was hiding in a building from the Germans, I had a small child with me.

Thanks for sharing. From dreams it is difficult to determine who we were exactly in a past life, since memories can come from different incarnations.

Hello everyone! I was born on 06/04/1986. As a child (I’m not a writer, I’ll warn you right away, I’ll state it as best I can) I was very drawn to the time before the war period. I don’t know how to convey that state (it’s like I lived for a very long time in the same house , in my home, but I left) To my parents, I don’t even remember whether I said it or not, but I knew and dreamed at that time to buy bread, a lot of bread. I remember one of the adults asked me a question, what is your dream? -I said- buy a bakery store. I understood with all my gut, until a certain time (age), that I didn’t belong here. Each of us has a feeling that he is a super person, agree, especially at 18 ....
I don’t feel like writing anymore) I’m dying in the bathroom) p.s. I’m not registered with psychdis ...
I think those who felt will understand.
Waiting for an answer.

Hello Victor. Here you will definitely not be taken for a psycho)), because. gathered people who in one way or another faced similar phenomena. Any vague sensations and impressions of some other life in another period of time can be associated with partial memories of past lives. In fact, such sensations and memories are often found in people's lives, just few people pay attention to them. Many do not consider them worthy of attention. Thanks for sharing!

Hello. My son was born in 1991, did not speak until he was 3 years old, when he was 1.5 - 2 years old, I put him to bed during the day, I myself lay down next to him, he fell asleep and I slowly began to get out of bed, he shuddered , whimpered and spoke (with his eyes closed), as if I won’t tell now, but the meaning was such that he was riding in a bus, described the weather, the bright sun and a summer day, then an accident, he flew out through the windshield, there were fragments all around, blood, green grass , dead people, he even named the brand of the PAZ bus. At that moment I experienced a real shock - a child who did not speak at all told a whole confession in correct Russian, just like an adult. He began to talk almost a year after this incident. At the age of 4, he walked with his grandmother from kindergarten and on the way told her something (I don’t remember what, a lot of time passed), she constantly asked him who told you this - this can’t be, he answers her: parents, she says no could your parents tell you this, and he tells her grandmother it’s not these parents (now the grandmother became terrified), she says: what kind? he says, well, there, there, like a pipe, I’ll show you now, they walked past the reinforced concrete ring (well), he let her down and says, well, how is it in the pipe. My eldest son started talking at 11 months and nothing like this happened to him.

Hello. Thanks for your story! From such stories there is an idea of ​​life as a continuous process with a change of scenery. And new children, or as I call them “children of the future”, help us to realize that in fact a person is immortal.

Good afternoon.
It would be good for you to understand the meaning of life. In what happens to our "I", in the physical body. Realizing this, you will understand the reasons for these memories. They are, of course, for "something". But for now, you are just stating them. Memories of past lives, of early childhood are like a tool for adjusting awareness, one's self-perception. But, how can you do the tuning if the necessary "parameters" are not known to you. To be aware of these parameters and to be aware of the meaning of life is one and the same.
Sincerely.

Good afternoon.
I have a question, I’ll start with the fact that when my first son was born, that feeling of his look does not leave me, I mean the first look, he was so thirsty for help, the baby was constantly crying, especially the look was expressed when I bathed him, after everything passed, maybe is it connected with a past life？after when the second son was born, his gaze was studying
everything around and the name of my face, it all didn’t last long somewhere in the week, when I asked my friends, mother or acquaintances what was the first look of their baby, then everyone somehow didn’t attach any importance to this and always asked what? does not remember what look we had, we have three children in the family

Victoria, our children are always connected with us through past lives, because people in the family have karmic connections from past lives.

Dear Sergey!
I will be happy to tell you about my experience, as I have always been attracted to this topic: the past and its perception by different people, the psychology of artistic creation. I try not to believe in reincarnation, although I do not deny such a possibility. I am a believer, therefore I do not undertake to take on such a responsibility, arguing that God can do something, but not something, or all his possibilities are exhausted by revelations. Perhaps we cannot even imagine all the diversity and complexity of the world, and it is more useful for our souls not to know something. Therefore, you should not limit your consciousness to sacred texts, but you should not fantasize too much on this topic. Human conjectures and fabrications will remain human conjectures. And yet there are a number of facts, an attempt to substantiate which, even without any connection with the phenomenon of reincarnation, can lead us to amazing discoveries, to the knowledge of how our mind, memory, etc. works. After all, one should not deny the possibility of the existence of the noosphere, etc. e. Can these cases be explained by something else? For example, as in this story with Kevin. After all, no one in the Roberts family died, this is not connected with rebirth. But the dog, and the house, and so on are described correctly. And why was he so persistent in calling James Roberts his father? Where does all this information come from? Let's put aside the religious notions of karma etc. and analyze the facts. I will tell you the details in a personal letter. Sincerely, Victor.

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Indisputable evidence of reincarnation is the memories of children about a past life.

Children are incorruptible witnesses who describe events that they could not have known about. They expand our understanding of this world and the laws of being.

Sam's story. My own grandfather

Little Sam surprised his parents by claiming he saw his car in an old photo!

The father showed the child a family photo album, and one of the photos showed the car of Sam's grandfather, who died before he was born.

Seeing the car in the photo, the child said with complete confidence: “This is my car!” Sam's mother reacted with complete disbelief to the statement of the child, and decided to "test" him.

She showed Sam a photograph of the boy's grandfather as a child, surrounded by his peers. Even the mother herself could hardly find Sam's grandfather.

To everyone's surprise, Sam pointed to the boy in the photo and said, "It's me!" He unmistakably found "himself", that is, his grandfather, among the children who were depicted in the photograph.

Sam also said that he knows about the death of "his" sister. Grandpa Sam's sister was indeed killed, about which the boy said: "Bad people killed her."

This case was investigated by the famous American scientist Jim Tucker.

In his work, he studied more than 2,500 children's memories of past lives. Dr. Tucker was professional in his work and took into account the influence of parents on children's memories.

After meeting with Sam, he came to the conclusion that the boy's memories are true - information about his grandfather could not be obtained from his parents, and he simply could not know some facts.

The boy found his killer in a past life

In a Druze community on the border of Syria and Israel, a boy was born with a long red mark on his head.

When the child was 3 years old, he told his parents that he had been killed in a past life. He also remembered that his death had come from a blow to the head with an axe.

When the boy was brought to the village from his memories, he was able to say his name in a past life. Local residents said that such a person actually lived here, but disappeared about 4 years ago.

The boy remembered not only his house, but also named his killer.

When meeting with the child, this man seemed frightened, but he never confessed to the crime. Then the boy pointed out the place where the murder took place.

And to the surprise of everyone, a human skeleton and an ax were found at this very place, which turned out to be a murder weapon.

The skull of the found skeleton was damaged, and exactly the same There was also a mark on the child's head.

I am not your son

Just as interesting is the story of a man named Tang Jiangshan. He was born in the Chinese province of Hainan in the city of Dongfang.

At the age of three, the boy startled his parents by declaring that he was not their son and that his former name was Chen Mingdao!

The boy described in detail the place where he lived before, and even named the names of his parents.

He also remembered that he died during the revolutionary actions from saber blows and shots. And on the stomach of the child were actually birthmarks, similar to traces from a saber.

It turned out that Tang Jiangshan's former birthplace was not that far away. And when the boy was 6 years old, he and his parents went to his former native village.

Despite his childhood, Tang Jiangshan was able to find his home without difficulty. To the surprise of everyone, the boy was fluent in the dialect of the place where they arrived.

Entering the house, he recognized his former father and introduced himself as Chen Mingdao. Sande - the boy's former father could hardly believe the child's story, but the details that the boy told about his past life made him recognize his son.

Since that time, Tang Jiangshan has had another family. His father from a past life and his sisters accepted him as the former Chen Mingdao.

How is my mom?!

At the age of 6, Cameron Macaulay began to talk about how he used to live in another house. Each time, his descriptions of his past life became more and more detailed.

The child named the island where he used to live, described the house and his family. Cameron often worried that his mother missed him, the boy wanted to meet his family again and say that he was doing well.

Norma, Cameron's mother in real life, could not calmly look at her son's experiences. And she decided on a trip to find the very house that her son spoke so much about.

Inviting psychologist Dr. Jim Tucker, who specializes in past lives, to travel to the Isle of Barra. According to the boy's stories, they found the very house where Cameron lived.

It turned out that the former owners were no longer alive, and the new owner met Cameron and his mother.

Norma was worried that it would be hard for her son to find out that he had not met those for whom they had come. But, fortunately, Cameron looked around the house, remembered all his rooms and his favorite places, and calmly accepted the fact that his former family was gone.

After the trip, Norma became convinced that her son's stories were not a deviation in the child's psyche or his fantasy, but a real story.

They returned home with Cameron, and he no longer worried about meeting his former family.

All these stories prove that children's memories of a past life can be real, and parents do not pay attention to them.

Or maybe this is how the child wants to tell parents important facts that will help parents understand

Based on the book "Children Who Lived Before: Reincarnation Today" by Trutz Hardo.

Finding proof of reincarnation is surprisingly easy: there are thousands of documented and well-researched cases around the world, collected by scientists over the past century, that prove the reality of past lives and reincarnation.

There is evidence that at least some, and perhaps all people, already existed in another body and lived a different life.

When anomalous "memories" of events appear, i.e. those who were not in the present life who experience them tend to believe that these memories come from their own previous lives.

However, the memories that flash into consciousness may not be past life memories. Instead, they appear to be "cases classified as reincarnation". The latter are widespread.

Stories suggesting the possibility of reincarnation are unlimited, both geographically and culturally: they can be found in all corners of the planet and among people of all cultures.

Of course, there are more memories from past lives than from the present, because there were a great many past lives.

For reincarnation, which actually took place, the consciousness of someone else's personality must enter the body of a certain subject. In esoteric literature this is known as the transmigration of the spirit or soul.

Usually such a process takes place in the womb, perhaps as early as the moment of conception or shortly thereafter, when rhythmic impulses begin what further develops in the heart of the embryo.

The spirit or soul of a person does not necessarily migrate to another person. Buddhist teachings, for example, tell us that the soul or spirit does not always incarnate on the earthly plane and in human form. See also: Our alien children: how to improve the process of communication with children.

She may not reincarnate at all, evolving into the spiritual realm, from where she either does not return or returns only to complete the task she was supposed to complete in her previous incarnation.

But what interests us here is the likelihood that reincarnation can actually occur. Can the consciousness that was the consciousness of some living person be reborn in the consciousness of another?

In his book The Power Within, British psychiatrist Alexander Cannon wrote that the evidence for this was too much to ignore: “For many years the theory of reincarnation was a nightmare for me, and I did my best to refute it, and even argued with my clients after the trance that they were talking nonsense.

But as the years went by, client after client told me the same story, despite their varying and shifting conscious beliefs. Over a thousand cases have been investigated until I agreed to admit that reincarnation exists."

Variants and variables in cases classified as reincarnation

Perhaps the main variable is the age of the person who has reincarnation memories. These are mostly children between the ages of two and six.

After the age of eight, as a rule, experiences fade and, with rare exceptions, disappear completely during adolescence.

The manner in which the reincarnated person died is another variable. Those who have experienced violent death seem to reincarnate more quickly than those who have died naturally.

Reincarnation stories tend to be clear and distinct in children, while in adults they tend to be fuzzy, vague premonitions and impressions.

The most common among them are deja vu: recognizing places that you encountered for the first time as familiar. Or the feeling of deja to the horse - meeting a person for the first time with the feeling that you have known him or her before also happens, but less often.

Are reincarnation stories true? Testimonies and evidence about places, people and events were verified with reference to eyewitness accounts and birth and residence certificates.

The stories often turn out to be corroborated witnesses as well as documents. Often even the smallest details correspond to real events, people and places. Vivid reincarnation stories are accompanied by an appropriate behavior model.

The persistence of these models suggests that a reincarnated person manifests even when that person was from a different generation or a different sex.

A young child may show the values ​​and behavior of an older person of the opposite sex from a past life.

Pioneering research into recent reincarnation stories is the work of Ian Stevenson, a Canadian-American psychiatrist who headed the Division of Perceptual Research at the University of Virginia School of Medicine.

For more than four decades, Stevenson has explored the reincarnation experiences of thousands of children, both in the West and in the East.

Some memories of past lives, stated by children, were checked, events described by children were found in a person who lived earlier and whose death coincided in detail with the one reported by the child.

Sometimes the child has birthmarks associated with the death of the person with whom he or she was identified, perhaps some kind of markings or discoloration of the skin on the part of the body where the fatal bullet entered, or a malformation on the arm or on the foot, which lost the deceased.

In a groundbreaking article published in 1958, "Evidence for the Viability of Claimed Past Incarnation Memories," Stevenson analyzed the evidence for children's reincarnation stories, presenting seven cases.

These incidents of past life memories could be identified with events reported by children and often printed in obscure local magazines and articles.

Evidence of Reincarnation: First Hand Stories

Reincarnation Story 1: The Case of Ma Tin Ong Myo

Stevenson reports the case of a Burmese girl named Ma Tin Ong Myo. She claimed to be the reincarnation of a Japanese soldier who died during World War II.

In this case, there are huge cultural differences between the person reporting the experience and the person whose experience she is reporting.

In 1942 Burma was under Japanese occupation. The Allies (the Anti-Hitler Coalition, or the Allies of the Second World War - an association of states and peoples who fought in the Second World War of 1939-1945 against the countries of the Nazi bloc) regularly bombed Japanese supply lines, in particular, railways.

The village of Na Tul was no exception, being close to the important railway station near Puang. Regular attacks are a very hard life for the inhabitants, who tried their best to survive. Indeed, survival meant getting along with the Japanese occupiers.

For Do Ayi Tin (a villager who later became the mother of Ma Tin Ong Myo), this meant debating the relative merits of Burmese and Japanese cuisine with the stocky, regularly bare-chested cook of the Japanese army stationed in the village.

The war is over and life has returned to some semblance of normality. Early in 1953, Prior became pregnant with her fourth child.

The pregnancy was normal, with one exception: she had the same dream in which a Japanese chef, with whom she had long lost contact, pursued her and informed her that he was going to come and stay with her family.

On December 26, 1953, Do gave birth to a daughter and named her Ma Tin Ong Myo. She was a beautiful baby with one small quirk: she had a thumb-sized birthmark in her groin area.

As the child grew older, it was noted that she had a great fear of airplanes. Every time a plane flew over her head, she would start to worry and cry.

Her father, Wu Ayi Mong, was intrigued by this since the war had ended many years ago and the planes were now just transportation vehicles and not military weapons. Therefore, it was strange that Ma was afraid that the plane was dangerous and would shoot at her.

The child became more and more sullen, declaring that he wanted to "come home". Later, “home” became more specific: she wanted to return to Japan.

When asked why she suddenly wants this, she stated that she remembers that she was a Japanese soldier and their unit was based in Na-Tul. She remembered that she had been killed by machine-gun fire from an airplane, which was why she was so afraid of airplanes.

Ma Tin Ong Myo grew older and remembered more and more about her past life and former identity.

She told Ian Stevenson that her previous personality was from Northern Japan, there were five children in the family, the eldest was a boy who was a cook in the army. Gradually memories of past lives became more accurate.

She remembered that she (or rather, he, as a Japanese soldier) was near a pile of firewood stacked next to an acacia. She described herself as wearing shorts and no shirt. Allied aircraft spotted him and bombarded the area around him.

He ran for cover, but at that moment he was hit by a bullet in the groin and died instantly. She described the plane as having two tails.

It was later established that the Allies used a Lockheed P-38 Lightning aircraft in Burma, which has exactly this design, and this is an important proof of reincarnation, because the little girl Ma Tin Ong Myo could not have known anything about such an aircraft design.

As a teenager, Ma Tin Ong Myo displayed distinct masculine traits. She cut her hair short and refused to wear women's clothes.

Between 1972 and 1975 Ma Tin Ong Myo was interviewed three times about her reincarnation memories by Dr. Ian Stevenson. She explained that this Japanese soldier wanted to get married and had a regular girlfriend.

He did not like the hot climate of Burma, nor the spicy food of this country. He preferred heavily sweetened curries. When Ma Tin Ong Myo was younger, she liked to eat half-cooked fish, and this preference only went away after she once got a fish bone stuck in her throat.

Reincarnation Story 2: Tragedy in the Rice Fields

Stevenson describes the case of the reincarnation of a Sri Lankan girl. She remembered a past life in which she drowned in a flooded rice field. She said the bus passed her and splashed her with water before she died.

Subsequent research looking for evidence of this reincarnation found that a girl in a nearby village drowned after she left a narrow road to avoid a moving bus.

The road ran over flooded rice fields. Slipping, she lost her balance, fell into deep water and drowned.

The girl who recalls this event had an irrational fear of buses from a very young age; she also became hysterical if she was near deep water. She loved bread and sweet-tasting dishes.

It was unusual, because in her family such food was not accepted. On the other hand, the former personality was characterized by such preferences.

Reincarnation Story 3: The Case of Svanlata Mishra

Another typical case was investigated by Stevenson with Swanlata Mishra, who was born in a small village in Madhya Pradesh in 1948.

When she was three years old, she began spontaneously remembering a past life as a girl named Biya Pathak, who lived in another village over a hundred miles away.

She said that the house Biya lived in had four rooms and was painted white. She tried to sing songs she claimed she knew before, along with complex dances that were not known to her current family and friends.

Six years later, she got to know some of the people who were her friends in a past life. In this she was supported by her father, who began to write down what she said and looked for evidence of her past incarnation.

This story aroused interest outside the village. One explorer who visited the city found that a woman who matches the description given by Svanlata had died nine years earlier.

Research subsequently confirmed that a young girl named Biya lived in such a house in that city. Svanlata's father decided to take his daughter to the city to introduce her to the members of Biya's family and check if she really was this reincarnated person.

Especially for verification, the family presented people who had nothing to do with this child. Svanlata immediately identified these people as strangers.

Indeed, some of the details of her past life described to her were so accurate that everyone was amazed.

Reincarnation Case 4: Patrick Christensen and his brother

Another case that offers significant evidence for reincarnation is that of Patrick Christensen, who was born by caesarean section in Michigan in March 1991.

His older brother, Kevin, died of cancer twelve years ago at the age of two. Kevin's first signs of cancer began to appear six months before his death, when he began to walk with a noticeable limp.

One day he fell and broke his leg. After an examination and a biopsy of a small nodule on his head, just above his right ear, it was found that little Kevin had cancer with metastases.

Soon, growing tumors were found elsewhere on his body. One of them was a swelling of the eye, and eventually it led to blindness in that eye.

Kevin received chemotherapy through a vein on the right side of his neck. He eventually died of his illness three weeks after his second birthday.

Patrick was born with an oblique birthmark resembling a small incision in his neck on the right, at the same place where Kevin's vein was punctured for chemotherapy, which points to stunning evidence of reincarnation.

He also had a nodule on his head just above his right ear and clouding of his left eye, which was diagnosed as a corneal thorn. When he began to walk, he limped noticeably, again, further evidence of reincarnation.

When he was almost four and a half years old, he told his mother that he would like to return to their old orange brown house. It was the exact color of the house the family lived in in 1979 when Kevin was alive.

Then he asked if she remembered that he had had the operation. She replied that she did not remember, because this had never happened to him. Patrick then pointed to a spot just above his right ear.

Reincarnation Story 5: Memories of Ancestors by Sam Taylor

Another case offers important evidence of reincarnation involving an eighteen-month-old boy named Sam Taylor.

One day, when his father was changing his diaper, the child looked at him and said, “When I was your age, I also changed your diapers.” Sam later gave details about his grandfather's life that were completely accurate.

He said that his grandfather's sister had been killed and that his grandmother used a food processor to make milkshakes for grandfather. Sam's parents were adamant that none of these issues were discussed in his presence.

When Sam was four years old, he was shown a group of old family photos spread out on a table. Sam gleefully identified his grandfather, each time declaring, "It's me!"

In an attempt to test his mother, she chose an old school photo of his grandfather as a little boy and sixteen other boys in it.

Sam immediately pointed to one of them, once again declaring that it was him. He accurately pointed to the photo of his grandfather.

What does this evidence tell us?

Cases identified as reincarnation can be vivid and convincing to some extent, as they appear to testify and prove that a previously living person is reincarnated in a new body.

This belief is reinforced by the observation that moles on a subject's body correspond to the bodily features of the person they embody. This is especially striking when past life personalities have suffered bodily injury.

Corresponding signs or deformations sometimes reappear in the new body, as if offering proof that reincarnation really exists.

Many observers of this phenomenon, including Stevenson himself, are of the opinion that the corresponding moles are important evidence in favor of reincarnation.

However, the coincidence of moles and other bodily functions in a child with the fate of a pre-existing personality is not necessarily a guarantee that that person reincarnates into this child.

It may well be that the brain and body of a child with these birthmarks and bodily characteristics are specially adapted to remember the experience of a person with similar birthmarks and deformities.

This passage on reincarnation is taken from The Immortal Mind: The Science and Continuity of Consciousness Beyond the Brain by Erwin Laszlo and Anthony Pick with permission from the publisher.