Have you had a past life? If so, what was it?

[Joe Fields]

I believe I was a fur trapper in the early 19th century.

[Sanity Claws]

1. I was an Irish immigrant who worked her way up to head servant

in a rich household in NYC.
In another life, I was the daughter of a well-to-do widower and married for love. We ran off to what was then the wild, wild west where I was widowed young and raised a daughter by myself. I was an astute and hard business woman after my husband's death.

[Xipe Totec]

2. I was a bowl of petunias

Don't remember much, except that I suddenly materialized behind the Heart of Gold and crashed to the planet below.

About the only thing I had time to do was to scream "Oh no, not again!"

[Joe Fields]

3. I can relate.

[BlueIris]

4. I was a lot of things. Most of them not-so-great.

A lot of landed gentry, a lot of aristocratic trophy wives. A lot of power-abusing fascists. I was also a lot of soldiers and warriors.

[Oeditpus Rex]

5. Navigator or radio operator on a B-17 crew

in WWII.

[Karenca]

6. Yep, I was JESUS CHRIST!

:toast:

[Joe Fields]

7. Aren't you just a little disappointed this time around, then?

[chknltl]

10. All Right then YOU tell me:

What does the "H" stand for in your middle name?
:popcorn:

[Karenca]

13. Henry.

eom

[chknltl]

15. .

:rofl:

[OnionPatch]

8. I have a strange memory

of being a mousy little secretary living in a seedy apartment in downtown Chicago in the 40's. I was supporting my disabled mother. This was a recurring dream I used to have, but I would really only be half asleep when I had it. And it wasn't exactly like a dream. It seemed so real but related to nothing in my current life. I always thought it might have been a past life. :shrug: Not too exciting, eh?

[CaliforniaPeggy]

9. My dear Joe Fields...

I was told, long ago, by a psychic, that I'd had many lives...

I was supposed to have been both male and female...

Wealthy, powerful, heads of state...

Stuff like that......

The thing that clinched it for me?

She said I wanted to have a family this time around.......

I'd given her no clue...

But she was right!

I wanted to marry and raise a family...and that's just what I did!

Go figure, huh?

:hi:

[SarahB]

11. I was a guy.

Don't know what guy, but I'm pretty sure I was a guy.

[Kali]

12. I was hot., 20 and single.

Oh you mean something else.

[chknltl]

14. I remember tiny bits of three

The earliest was a peasant who died in a small dugout hole next to the Great Wall Of China. He was one of the workers on it but not a builder. He had some knowledge about a secret bamboo weapon, a knowledge he felt was quite important. (It was a defense measure of sharpened bamboo poles which were hidden amids the thatched roof that ran along the section of the wall he worked on) He died I believe of pneumonia. For what it is worth, that hole was his home, his sole possessions: the rag he wore, a wooden bowl and a straw or bamboo mat which was soaked with freezing rain as he died.

The second was again associated with stone walls, he was a builder of sorts. He was Incan(?) and he supervised those who ground the rock sides creating the smooth surfaced bricks from which the Incan walls were built. He died while scouting for more suitable rocks. He lost his footing on a VERY STEEP slope and fell onto a rock ledge. He wound up with a broken back and because of this he could not escape the ledge. He eventually died there from exposure or thirst. (I remember the cracked lips and the irony of a river FAR in the valley below the ledge). By today's standards he would have been regarded as a very successful religious figure...the work he did had a strong element of religion associated to it.

The third has the least memories but I think he was a sailor, Japanese(?), during a war. He died while opening a door from a large white room, (aircraft hanger perhaps). As he opened the door the door pushed itself open with explosive force and an erupting cloud of gas. That gas burned his lungs ferociously and he died almost immediately before he could exhale.

I have a few more memories from the Chinese(?)peasant and even more from the Incan(?)
(The (?)s are there because I do not know what their true nationalities were.)

Because of these memories, I am a firm believer in reincarnation. I only wish I had access to more of each life and access to all the rest of the lives as well...I believe we each live many many lives.

[Whoa_Nelly]

16. I was a Plains Indian boy with a painted pony

and a spear with feathers


...at least that was what I saw when I was three, and I felt sad because I missed my old life.

[InvisibleTouch]

17. Don't you know everybody was an Egyptian princess/priestess? ;)

At least, to hear people talk, you'd think so. I was actually told by an animal communicator once that my oldest dog and I had both been priestesses in Ancient Egypt. I'd give more credence to the dog than to me, but I wasn't too surprised to hear that she and I had been together throughout many lifetimes dating from the dawn of the world. Then again, all that could be just wishful thinking and active imagination.

Sure, I have some idea of who/what/where I might have been during past lives, complete with some very vivid imagery, some very definite preferences and aversions - but there's no way I can say how much of that is "real" or just enjoyable self-delusion. I don't discount the experiences, but I won't insist they're factual either.

[Shell Beau]

18. nope! but if I could come back it would be as one of my dogs, those

lucky bastards (and bitch)!!!! :P

[cliss]

19. I went through a past life regression, (hypnosis)

So, for what it's worth ---
Now, keep in mind during the hypnosis, I was watching the scenes unfold as I followed the hypnotist's instructions and went back in time. The scenes were short glimpses. But they definitely felt real.

1) The hypnotist says, "You have now gone back in time. What year is it?" I knew instantly. It was 1659. where are you? It was Holland, year 1659. He said, "Now look down upon yourself. Look at your feet. What do you see?" I looked down at my feet. Oh, crap. No feet. There was nothing there. In fact, there were no legs. I started to feel panicky. What happened? Did I just get beheaded in the village Square? (I found out later, I was actually a woman in a stately home).

2) Next lifetime, going back in time. I was a man this time. It was maybe 1,000 AD or 1,100 AD. It could have been southern Sweden, or maybe Gotland. I was standing by a stone fortress. It looked like a battle scene. I was under a great deal of stress. I could feel arrows whizzing by. I had shoulder-length brown hair. I noticed I was not wearing a shirt, I had dirt streaks on my body. I was sweaty, so it could have been during the summer months. Interestingly, I started speaking in Swedish to the hypnotist, in a stressed-out tone of voice.

3) Next lifetime, possibly around 800 AD. Could have been in the Stockholm area, or further north. I was a woman. This was a primitive existence. I remember a hut of some kind, and going outside in the dark looking for firewood (?). It was in the winter, and I remember an icy cold wind that blew across my face. I remember thinking, "oh man, I'm not going to make it". That entire lifetime was a struggle for survival.

[Blue-Jay]

20. I was Saladin!

Or maybe I was a goat-fucking peasant.

Perhaps I was even Robin Hood's illegitimate nephew.

[Roon]

21. I was a surgeon

When I was a kid, I used to operate on my stuffed animals...I would cut them open at the seam, prod around, and sew them back up.I love going to hospitals and seeing all the medical technology at work. A few times I got stitches I would watch very closely as they sewed me up.

I think I came back in this life with this damn learning disability and that is why I never went to college. Damn, I barely got my GED!

[Critters2]

22. I was Cleopatra. nt