Sensiko
Permanent Fixture
- MBTI
- INFJ
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Another thread got me thinking....anyone believe in past lives? Who were you? What do you remember? How did you realize it, a dream, meditation, psychic? How did your past life affect this one? Any issues your still dealing with?
I've got a handful of past lives I've gotten glimpses of, some more complete than others...
The most complete came to me in a meditation that turned into a lucid dream. I was reading a lot/meditating about past life regression and got to the point of meditation where I tapped into the "source." I remember being surrounded by a purple/violet nebula and and then thrust into chaos. I'm frantically running around what looks to be a stone-walled monastery. I'm wearing black robes and understand I'm a monk. Fire is breaking out and it starts to really get out of control. It seems like an attack. I catch up with a good friend and I get an overwhelming flood of relief and we run together. Something hits me on the back or back of the head and I'm suddenly on the ground looking up at his face. He starts to get really blurry and gives me his hand to help me up. As I take his hand, he starts to morph into my father. He pulls me up with so much force that I land right on my feet and "snap" into me as a child in the house that I grew up in. I look around and see my mother, sister, and long gone family dog and I get this strange sense that I'm taking a snapshot of this life because it feels like everything's in fast forward. The thought I wake up with is that my father and I are connected, "kindred spirits" (that's such a lame term, sorry). The allegory of the hand pulling me up/into this life couldn't be any clearer, he was the once who brought me here.
I haven't attempted anything else since, hat was like 4 years ago. It was a little too draining, startling and scary at the time, but that's not to say that I won't ever.
What about you?
I've got a handful of past lives I've gotten glimpses of, some more complete than others...
The most complete came to me in a meditation that turned into a lucid dream. I was reading a lot/meditating about past life regression and got to the point of meditation where I tapped into the "source." I remember being surrounded by a purple/violet nebula and and then thrust into chaos. I'm frantically running around what looks to be a stone-walled monastery. I'm wearing black robes and understand I'm a monk. Fire is breaking out and it starts to really get out of control. It seems like an attack. I catch up with a good friend and I get an overwhelming flood of relief and we run together. Something hits me on the back or back of the head and I'm suddenly on the ground looking up at his face. He starts to get really blurry and gives me his hand to help me up. As I take his hand, he starts to morph into my father. He pulls me up with so much force that I land right on my feet and "snap" into me as a child in the house that I grew up in. I look around and see my mother, sister, and long gone family dog and I get this strange sense that I'm taking a snapshot of this life because it feels like everything's in fast forward. The thought I wake up with is that my father and I are connected, "kindred spirits" (that's such a lame term, sorry). The allegory of the hand pulling me up/into this life couldn't be any clearer, he was the once who brought me here.
I haven't attempted anything else since, hat was like 4 years ago. It was a little too draining, startling and scary at the time, but that's not to say that I won't ever.
What about you?