Most of us would like to believe in reincarnation, but we just don’t know. We are all skeptical in nature. We tend to not believe until we sense a phenomenon for ourselves. It’s not until you have a real life experience that you cannot deny, that is when you truly believe. An eye opening, gut wrenching, mind blown episode in your life. These are called psychic phenomenon, for we don’t know what else to call something that scares us and that we don’t understand. Any human is capable of this, yet this society stifles our abilities to achieve such things. Sometimes we fear these abilities and suppress them ourselves.
There are psychic occurrences that originate from others, and psychic endeavors that originate within myself. I have witnessed such episodes, both types. These phenomenon happen rarely in my life, but they are always surprising. The most common type for me are visions, when my conscious mind is connected to my subconscious. Usually just before fully awakening from deep REM sleep. My visions are normally of possible futures of myself.
This vision was different however, as this was a full blown memory. It was from my past, a past life recall. A memory of my last day alive, in my previous lifetime. This shook me to my core, for I knew it to be a true memory. So vivid, so many details, so many feelings and sensations. It was the strangest thing I have ever experienced. It was from first person perspective, but I was just a watcher during this vision. It was another earlier version of me. I was seeing through his eyes, but the me having this memory in the present was not making any decisions with that body or the events that were happening.
While I was lost in that memory, I realized quickly that I was not directing the decisions so I paid very close attention to the details around me. I could identify a lot. The approximate year by the model of cars at that time. I could see the reflection of that earlier version’s body in storefront glass and automobile glass. I knew something of his own memories, like the life situation he was in and what had happened to have men chasing him all over the city. He was a teenage boy who was trying to help in the survival of his family, but to achieve that, he had stolen from these men and gotten caught in the act.
That life cycle was lost to a man who killed that physical body with a bullet. It was agonizing to relive that death. The odd thing was, the memory lasted a few seconds more, after my physical death. I was hovering over my body, watching as this man and his friends dumped my body in the harbor. When I did fully awake into this present, this memory left me in a fetus position in my bed and in shock for two hours.
So, this is a good thing, that reincarnation exists. We are indeed an energy being, a spirit, a soul, whatever you want to call it. I have studied this phenomenon for the last dozen years. We don’t die with this physical body, we still exist without this body after death. So what happens after death? I have turned this over and over in my mind. It’s like a puzzle piece that I can’t quite place. So I tried to find others like me, who have these previous life memories.
There are numerous stories of small children remembering their last past life. But these memories seem to fade as the children get older. It does seem that I share a commonality with those children, of that we died a violent death in the past. That kind of traumatic death seems to push those memories into the next life.
Sometimes it is surprising to find out people that I have known for years and years have experienced the same sort of thing. People as adults having these previous life memories. There is usually a trigger for them though, a picture of a place, an event, familiar looking faces. Something that reminds us of a previous life, which stimulates us to have these memories emerge.
The people I’ve talked with could remember a past life or multiple past lives. These were all older adults. I admired the amount of details they could remember. Some people had memories from being soul mates in previous lives and they sometimes were soul mates in this present life. There was one young woman who could remember at least a dozen past lives. This was someone I trusted completely and have known for years. I was totally astonished by this. At this point, all I could think about was more questions. Why would we reincarnate so many times? which leads to: Why are we here? which leads to: Who am I? All I could do is to think in puzzlement on this for quite a while, trying to understand.
It seems that most theologies did have this part right. That an afterlife does exist after physical death. It’s there, it’s real. But for some reason we do not remember anything about the afterlife, ever. People have near death experiences, in which most recall leaving their body or hovering over their body. Some people like me, have memories from a past life or past lives. There is a lot of evidence that we continue past our physical death and that reincarnation into another life does exist.
J is a website designer, graphic designer, and author. He lives in the US and researches the spiritual aspect of this physical dimension.
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