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Share Post: It can be surprising to discover that you once lived as a nun, a monk, or a prostitute. Have you ever experienced past life recall? Please share your past life memory. Who were you? Also, how did you remember your previous lifetime, through a dream, hypnosis, meditation, revealed by a psychic, or some other way? Share Your Past Life

I met my sister and she survived

Three years ago I was doing research for a book I wanted to write about a character I played in an independent film. I began reading books about the Jewish experience during WWII. The night before I read my fifth book I had a vivid dream about being taken to the site of a place where a terrible event involving the suffering of the Jewish people occurred. The next three days I couldn't put down the book I was reading and had the passing thought I wanted to meet the person whose book and story it was. The need became so overwhelming and I happened to find online this person was speaking in a public forum. I went to see the person states away, but when I arrived a force pulled me face to face with the individual. She is 83 now and I died when I was only 20, but I knew who she was to me and I was to her in that moment when we were first introduced in the current time and space. I experienced such an emotional resonance that cannot be described. -Eva Weissberger 1922-1942
—Guest Brandy

I guess I was a knight

Since I was a child I remember that what I always wanted to have was a sword. Something inside me made me feel upset everytime I saw a medieval castle, or a medieval knight. This is like a constant feeling that makes me feel empty and strange in a different era. Once I dreamt I was wearing a long grey gown, I had long hair and beard. I was in one of those hills you can see in places such as Wales, Ireland, and Scotland. I was carrying a huge sword in my hand and I was looking for a friend. Some years later, my former brother in law told me he had a very similar dream, but he was the one I was looking for. He had fallen in a trap and that’s why I was looking for him. I also want to mention that every time I hear a bagpipe something inside me makes me feel that I heard those sounds a long time ago. About one year ago I bought a huge sword, and every time I hold it in my hands I feel I have got something I had lost in my past life.
—NordiK

Response to PurestOfThePure

Yes. I served the last emperor as his personal priestess. He disliked the high priests for being too political and they were. There were many factions, the court was rife with the usual selfishness of people who wanted to capitalize on others. The priests/healers were no different, just more powerful. I kept his secrets, and was eventually banished to what was barbarian territory then, England now. Interesting "overwater" transport then. The court came back to France during the revolution. I still have guilt for turning off the device that kept the status quo, even though it needed to happen.
—Guest Nada

Sentenced to death in ancient China

In this dream I saw everything in a bird eye's view, like I was floating in the sky. I was a lady kneeling on the ground, locked with cuffs. I knew this was me and I was going to be decapitated. I could tell from my clothing that I was a married woman from a well-off family; I have several gold Chinese hair clips on my bun. I was wearing a long violet silk dress. I saw a lot of people standing around me waiting to see the execution and somehow I could feel that I was there to be executed because I wanted to be the scapegoat of a man I loved, probably my brother or my husband. before I left this dream, I had a very strong mind that this place was called 'Wing Jing Gate.' When I woke up I searched this on the internet. I found that "Wing Jing Gate" was the north gate of a town in Yun Nan, China in Dynasty Ming (300 years ago) and it was already destroyed in a war at the end of Dynasty Ming.
—oimany87

Died by the Sword

I was not given the time to really experience the life. It was me helping my friend train his kid in the ways of the ninja and me dying. I was cut down in a bloody attack on Iga in 1581. I managed to take out two of the samurai but was stabbed in the back and fell to the floor. I managed to stand up by the help of my sword only to be cut down for the last time. While I lay dying I saw the leader of the ninja clan I was in slip away unnoticed. In this life we are friends as in that life. He had the same past life memory. His wife, child, and I ware killed in the attack along with most of our clan. He told me of how he died. He was in a tea house. He had given up living. He was tired of running and just waiting to die expecting the tea to be poisoned. Still, he drinks it. He took out his sword. It was the only thing he had left as he looked at it he was stabbed in the back of the throat by an assassin.
—Guest wesley159

Dreams

I can't figure out who I was in my past life but I know it involved some paranormal activity. This is going to sound weird but when I was little I would dream that someone was after me and in whatever way they'd hit me while I was asleep, I'd wake up with the injury. The last time I had a dream like that I was stabbed in the back and I woke up with a gash in my back and I was bleeding horribly. I've been to psychics and I've been told that I must have had many past lives but this particular one that still haunts me was a very powerful person that I still haven't been able to escape and this person, my enemy that I don't know much about still seeks revenge. It's odd. I haven't had a dream with such a severe injury since that particular dream. But I never forget about it. And I still want answers to this day.
—Guest AKG

Turn of the Century

I was a servant in Somerset county and I always use to bake all the time (it was actually Plainfield, the Queen City). I remember when the first automobile was introduced to society. Since then we did away with horses. Funny how times change. Life was better then, it was just simple. It has been said we are bought back from a past life to help resolve something that could not be resolved in the past. And I’m still waiting! I feel like history repeats its self.
—Guest Diane

Medieval Monk

One night I went to sleep after I had rubbed some special water on my forehead. A workmate had told me this was special water that opened up your "third eye." After awhile I had a dream. I was walking in a garden in a monestry in France. It must heve been about the year 900 AD. i was a monk and I could see each flower, each petal and each blade of grass as if it was in my own back garden. l could smell the flowers and hear the bees. It was a hot summer afternoon. I was completly at peace with myself and the world. My alk seemed to take at least an hour. I could see the herbs that were planted in the herb garden fo medicinal use. Years earlier I had been visited by a monk while i had been lying in bed. He looked at me and left by going through the wall. Maybe that was me from long ago checking on myself in the future? That's how it felt. Unlike other dreams, this one is still fresh in my mind like a blue ray dvd. I am sure that I lived as a monk and was very happy a long time ago.
—Guest Lenny

I died in Germany during the holocaust

I was a Jewish female. I do'nt think that anybody would believe me if I said this but I was Anne Frank. I have come to this knowledge through a past life regression session with a licensed past life hypnosis specialist. And before this session happened I always had a very strong feeling that I was a Jewish person that died in Germany during the holocaust. When I was 16 yrs old, I had watched this documentary on history channel about that time and about Hitler and the Jews and all about the Holocaust. And I remember when I first saw pictures of the camps and barracks, and different buildings where the Jews were held or different places where they hid, immediately recognized the majority of them, right away I thought "Wait a second! I've been there." And the more pictures saw the more memories came flooding to me. Every time I saw Hitler or pics of Jews dead I got very very scared and got tears in my eyes.
—Guest Cindy

Dancing and Love

I have always been a Dancer. No matter what life. France, Turkey, Egypt, and now. In turkey I was sold by my father, to another caravan family, I danced the traditional dances of my family which were unpleasing and unlike those of this new man. I was killed for dancing the religious dances of my own tribe. I was in Egypt as a dancer, a decoration is a better word. I loved an architect, he was in charge of managing those who built pyramids. I have no memory of dying in this life, but I have found that architect again. I met him when I was 10. he was already graduating. It has been the hardest time. I still love him.
—Guest Amelia

Sold my servant for medical experiments

I had a very realistic dream a few years ago that still disturbs me. I was an upper class lady in the 1800s, I think in England. I had a handmaid who was very near to my best friend, I think she had always been with me. For some reason, I was blackmailed into selling her to a doctor (I think he was insane) for medical experiments. This was the era when they were using primitive medical equipment and this doctor wanted to do new research on electrotherapy. In my dream, I bring the servant girl to the doctor under false pretenses. All of a sudden, I became the servant girl. I am strapped to a table, the doctor brings a wad of cloth dripping with ether and shoves it in my my mouth. I have a shaved head and look disturbed in the head. I wake up crying, no feelings of fear, just feel guilty and ashamed for selling out my friend. The feelings are so intense and real. I also have other spiritual connections to things and I am an empath, with low-level precognition.
—Guest tam

Doctor in 1800'S London

I recall being a doctor, working in a dank "institution." While leaving my work on the mid evening, I remember a building to my left, with a wrought iron fence, the smell of camellias and a seaport to my right. I gathered that I was a respected doctor. Just as I came abreast of the house, a sound caused me to turn. I was struck down by a horse drawn hearse and died at the scene. I was dressed in a topcoat and hat, carrying my doctors bag. As I did, I recall looking at my shoes, on which I wore spats of some sort.
—Guest Postal Pete

Polish gyspy in concentration camp

I have flashbacks while awake of this life. I would have nightmares about it as a child. Now that I am an adult I see in the flashbacks me being a male (I am female in this life) walking down an aisle of bunks, wooden and in horrible shape. I see myself horribly skinny and wearing rags walking in an aching state. I start panicking everytime I have this memory haunt me. I know I was killed in a gas chamber. When I wss alive my family peddled tarot card readings, and fortune telling. I have seen images of places I've never been and know them (places in Poland). A lot of bad things happened to me in that life. I have to find out what lesson or knowledge I was suppose to gain from that life and let it go. I'm a 24 year old woman living in Arizona. I am no longer than sad, painfully thin Polish gypsy. I did carry over psychic gifts into this life. I am a empath, clairaudient and clairvoyent, also can feel and smell things.
—Guest Danielle

Recurring dream

From as early as I can remember until the age of 15 or 16 I had the same dream at least once a week. My earliest memory of the dream is that I'm dressed as a Native American and I am running down a really steep hill with a couple of others. A huge rock is falling after us and I know I have to run as fast as I can. We all reach the bottom safely and then just stand there. As I grew older my perception of the dream changed. I realised that the rock isn't real and that I am in costume. I think I'm actually an actress and this is a film set. My guess would be around 1905-1915. I knew when I was going to have the dream as when I was falling asleep I would feel as if my skin were too tight, an adult in a child's body. I have since tried to find out if there ever was such a film but I'm not having much luck although when I was in my 20's I saw a magazine article, part of a series on silent era actresses which seemed to be about me. I freaked out and couldn't read it. I wish I'd been braver.
—Guest Dawn

These clues might mean something someday

I don't remember having an experience that was detailed, but I have some evidence that shows I HAVE experienced past lifetimes. When I was little (around two) I had a terrible fear of wolves. At night I'd tell my mom I was scared "the wolves" were going to get me. To this day, she tells me that she doesn't know where that fear came from----as far as she'd known, I'd never seen a wolf----well, not in this lifetime. Another thing is, sometimes I feel like I have memories of---sort of---"picking out" the life I'm living right now. Being in this neutral place, above, and seeing what was to come. Another time----Maui, Hawaii. I KNOW I was a native Hawaiian. Three years ago, we were in Maui and took a drive to an ancient burial ground. I'm not emotional, but I cried and cried there. I'm tearing up right now, thinking about it. I felt that those were my ancestors, my kings, my queens. I ended up stubbing my toe there and it bled quite a bit. Strange, but that somehow confirmed my belief.
—Guest Terese