Warrior
- I was a warrior. I'm so fierce now with a fighting heart but peaceful and one with earth.
- —Guest shawn norotn
I think I was an Egyptian peasant
- I dreamed I was an Egyptian peasant in Cairo, unknown time frame but there were no modern buildings. A very short but vivid dream, no details really, just the overwhelming feeling that this was a life I had lived. What I'm really trying to explore here is a feeling of deep profound love I feel when I start looking at ancient Egyptian artifacts and reading about ancient egypt. A couple of times I started crying (tears of joy,not sorrow). I feel so strongly that I was with a soulmate in that place and time. I was not anyone important but the love soulmates feel in each others presence far supersedes any such banalities as title or position. What I wouldn't give to be back there again in that precious time and place,, with Her.
- —Guest John McManus
I was a train robber in the old west
- I dreamed I was a young,possibly teenage, train robber in the old west. During the course of a train robbery I got shot in the back. I sat down in the doorway of the train car I was robbing and rolled a cigarette but died before I was able to light it (likely the reason I've been such a heavy smoker in this lifetime). The really interesting thing is that after I died I found myself in the company of the souls of all the Native Americans who had died when the US calvary distributed smallpox infected blankets to the various tribes. Buffy St. Marie was singing their song !! At the time I experienced this dream I knew nothing of that horrible practice , I didn't read about it till several years later !
- —Guest John McManus
My death
- While meditating I saw the death of one of my past lives. I was a woman wearing a blue colonial dress, white bonnet, and black boots (1600-1800's???). My hands are tied behind my back and I am being pushed off of a bridge into a lake? or river? by a man. The man looks like some kind of aristocrat. He is robust in nice clothing (of the era) and a white wig. I can smell jasmine very strong and my throat feels very tight like I can 't breath. I have had dreams (from early childhood) that I am falling off of a bridge and have always had a fear of falling and a aversion to bridges. I believe this stems from my past life.
- —Guest Nicole
I lived in England (I believe)
- It was more like a flash back but I was walking down a hallway in my school when it happened. I remember needing to find someone. I was running down a dark hall and there were huge stone windows lining along my sides and I was feeling panicked. Then I called out "Father!" and then my friend shook me out of it. Another was in a dream and I was standing my a crystal clear lake sitting next to a black stallion named Moonshine and a man walked out of the woods all I know is that he was tall and handsome with black hair and hazel eyes.
- —Guest Sephora
I was a fallen angel
- My name was Lahash, and together with someone whose name I can't remember, we led angels to disrupt a message to God. I was punished and from what I remember the man I was with had blonde hair and was very tall. We never had wings, and certainly never earned them. After disrupting the message, I know this is my fourth life at least as Lahash. I have had very many dreams and from what I can gather, Lahash isn't sorry at all for going against God's word.
- —MacKenzie_LD
I was a servant in the 1500's
- I had run out to the garden to get out of work. I began to daydream as I smelled the beautiful fragrances. But then, Henry VIII arrived, looking very angry. He was tall and handsome and enchanting, but terrifying. I curtsied before him, falling dumbstruck. When I thought he was going to discipline me, he smiled softly. I also remember that he kept staring at me with longing eyes. Could I have been one of his mistresses?
- —Guest Beth
Atlantis
- One past life I was a women in Atlantis. I was one of the power crystal keepers. I remeber running into the circular room with the main power crystal. The ground was shaking. I remember water, lots of it. I felt guilty I should have protected it better. Another alien race was using mind control on the crystal. I was suppose to keep it safe. That was just one of my past lives. I have many more that I remember.
- —Guest marla
I was a man with many lovers
- I remember a life in Spain. My name I believe was Alexander, but everyone called me Al. I was in love with this girl named Roselina. She was blonde with green eyes, and pale skin. I could never have her. she was very weak... but so very precious to me. I don't know why, but I remember having many lovers. Girls who I had nothing to do with. I was a fighter, and knew my way around swords. The roads of my towns were dirt, and the houses were plain. There was an inn. And I went to a few balls where I met a French girl named Oliva. She loved me, and I took her. She was a lover who looked like Rose, beautiful, but... her eyes were blue. To be honest I'd forgotten about her until I met her in this life. as one of my guy friends. Anyways, she found out that I didn't really love her and she hit me with sharpened nails, leaving gashes on my face which later healed. Rose was taken. I frantically searched for her. But, when I found her she was dead. I don't remember any more than that.
- —Guest starlenia
I was a African American
- I have no clue where this dream came from which is why I think it was me in another life. I was black and about 24 or 25 years old. I lived in a village w/ my family along w/ this man who abused me. I tried to run away one day. I was going to climb this tree of some sorts. It was massive! No one has ever made it my grandfather said. Well I didn't care because I had to go and get away. I really wanted to make it and then I probably could of stayed in the village. So I went and as I made it to the last limb of the tree I fell and landed in a big yard of some white people and I was freakin out. Because it was new to me and I didn't know what happened. I kept looking through the woods and the big tree I fell from was no where. Well then this little girl came out and told me I could stay there w/ her family an she took me inside. This was werid. Was I a villager in my past life?
- —Guest Jen
I was born into a royal Atlantian family
- We lived in a giant palace. I was only 12 years old when a giant wave was seen in the horizon. It was chaos. People running to the shelter, the bells ringing, crying and screaming. Then everyone froze as my mother [Queen Kamarenti] floated away. Then the statues of security clasped their giant hands and created a dome around the city and we were safe. But I never died. I lived for 20,000 years. I started to age when I surfaced. I moved to the closest place, America. I have been here for 1 year now and look 13.
- —Guest Kastor
I was a gypsy in Germany.
- I had a big family/tribe and many children. Many men in my life but no husband. I did not want to be married. I was very attractive and full of spirit. During WWII I was put into a concentration camp. While in the camp the Germans kept me alive because they liked to have sex with me. I survived the camp but spent what was left of my life looking for my family. I died with friends but never did find my family.
- —Guest Bonnie
Recurring Past Life Dreams
- Fire shots, gun. People are screaming... I run and run. My body hurt so badly. Even sometimes (now I still have this pain on my chest) I knew I've been shot. I knew someone named Chris. I knew it was my name. I knew someone named Claudia. My mother. She took me to shopping mall somewhere in Florida. But in reality I am from Malaysia. I'm having the same dreams every one of my birthdays and it's getting stronger now.
- —Guest lenthias
Indian Woman
- I was a woman in this life. I was traveling through the woods with a man, and we were both wearing animal skins and had long black hair. I think maybe it was in Kentucky. I cannot remember where we were going, or why, but it seemed very important and we had been sent by members of our tribe.
- —Guest Justin
I was a young Jewish girl in Germany
- I was a young girl living with my family in Germany, during WWII. I saw us leaving to escape. I don't remember if we were escaping because we were Jews, rather I think it was because my older brother was mentally ill, and the Nazi's were also condemning mental patients to death. It was night, and my parents were moving back and forth in the hall way packing suite cases, doing it all very quietly. I was sitting in a chair and my brother was seated opposite me. I tried to entertain him while my parents were packing. He couldn't understand why we were leaving or why we had to be quiet. I didn't bother to explain it to him.
- —Guest Marina
