Life after death / Reincarnation

While with my daughter and almost 3 year old grandaughter we were watching little one wandering the baby said " it's not like when i was with my other mummy " I wanted to ask more but my daughter wouldn't have liked that . When R said these words it was clear and precise and with meaning . I've read and heard many interesting stories of past life from children .

Thanks PinkCosmos. At the risk of boring those who have already read about it, I have had a tiny snapshot of memory for as long as I can remember. In the snapshot I am a little girl, little more than a toddler, walking hand in hand with my mother on a sunny day in the village where I was brought up, but on the outskirts of the village some distance from where we actually lived and the me in the snapshot was too young to have been able to walk that far. I can’t see my mother’s face but she was wearing a bright floral 1940s style dress and we were walking round a bend in the village. The mother was definitely not my actual mum; she had very few clothes and that dress wasn’t hers. I was born in 1951 and we moved to that village a few years later. The memory seems to come from the 1940s. I can only assume that I died as a young child and was reincarnated, but retained that memory. I could perhaps explore further through hypnosis but I am wary of what that might uncover. The memory is not in the least troubling and there is a feeling of happiness in it. It’s not as though I am watching another mother and daughter, I am definitely the daughter and she is definitely the mum, walking very slowly so I could keep up.

I remember on another thread some time ago someone said that her young granddaughter had asked her mother 'Will you be my mummy next time?' I have read of other similar words from young children.

I think small children have no preconceptions/opinion like adults so may come out with comments like described. I absolutely believe in and afterlife and feel Ihave my own personal proof. I’m not sure about reincarnation

A friend of mine had a nephew that died as a teenager in a road accident. Since he was old enough to talk he was always asking his mum (my friend’s sister) where his real mum was. They used to laugh it off but it continued until he was at least 12 and sometimes his mum used to get cross with him and ask him to stop it as she was his mum. He asked if he had been adopted as he could remember his other mum and she had dark, curly hair (his real mum was fair). He said one day he fell into a puddle and when he woke up friend’s sister was his mum. He was adamant.

Makes one think. 🤔

I also read that scientific types believe it could be memories passed down genetically. There’s much we don’t know and I keep an open mind.

I've been convinced my whole life that I lived in south Wales in the sixteenth century and was a dairy maid to a rich family. The estate was huge with a river running through it in which there were
beavers.

My mother often knew things before they happened and she hated it and tried to suppress those thoughts. I have always been grateful that I didn’t have that ability. However whilst on holiday last year I said to my husband ‘Something is wrong with my sister I can feel it’. A couple of hours later my niece Whatsapp me to say my sister had been taken into hospital !

I do believe in reincarnation.

About two months after my husband died, my 7 year old grandson said “I hope grandad hasn’t gone into his new body yet. I don’t want him to feel confused”

All the children had talked about heaven but no one had discussed Buddhist beliefs. This grandchild is a creative, thoughtful boy but so far as we know, nothing at his Catholic primary school or anywhere else had introduced him to Buddhism

My family, like NanKate’s has a history of ‘knowing’ some things

Applegran

I remember on another thread some time ago someone said that her young granddaughter had asked her mother 'Will you be my mummy next time?' I have read of other similar words from young children.

That was me, Applegran She also pointed out where she had drowned.
We knew from a young age that she was an old soul.
I was with my daughter in her car, my granddaughter was still in her car seat. We were playing an Emilie Sande song. My granddaughter had tears running down her cheeks. We asked whats the matter she just said sad

I also read that scientific types believe it could be memories passed down genetically. There’s much we don’t know and I keep an open mind.

tickingbird, neuroscientist Hannah Critchlow explains this beautifully in her book The Science of Fate, it's a fascinating read that really does 'open the mind'

Thank you for mentioning that book title keepcalmandcavachonI should like to read that.

When I visited some areas of the Lake District and Arnside where my ancestors had lived for centuries, I got a very weird, emotional feeling. I had never been there before in my life. I believe there is some sort of precognition involved in these instances ( or maybe ‘post’ cognition ) .

I shall just say `soul sisters` and something when I was a child. Never ever been afraid of death since then

Some people will always be receptive and open, we are the lucky ones

I expect I have posted about this before, but a friend and her family were visiting a site of Greek or Roman ruins in Cyprus, where none of them had ever been before. As soon as they arrived, her youngest Gds, still only 4, said, ‘I used to live here!’
and went on very happily to point out the remains of his house, and his friend’s house (he even gave a slightly garbled but appropriate name for him) and the cave where they used to hide, and the pool (bath) where they used to swim.

Needless to say, the rest of the family were seriously spooked!
He was still pre school, so couldn’t have read anything about it.

When they finally left, he said, ‘Thank you for bringing me home.’
But since maybe 5 (now a teen) he’s had no recollection of it at all.
Interestingly, the boy has some Greek ancestry on one side, and Italian (Roman) on the other.

And a niece of 3 (half Brit, half Singaporean Chinese) was being pushed on a swing at home in Singapore by my adult dd1, when she started talking about her daddy being very ‘angry!’ and the house burning down.
Dd was decidedly perturbed, esp. since Brit BiL is super-chilled, and said she was sure her daddy would never be angry like that.
‘Oh, not that daddy,’ said niece, in very matter of fact tones. ‘I mean my other daddy, before.’
But again, no recollection after about 5.

Singaporean SiL said there had been other mentions, and nothing about it surprised her at all.

Many years ago, my grandson came up to me, age 3, and with perfect clarity he said: "Grandmama, if you die, you will come back." I was very frightened, and also optimistic. What a joy, he must know something. He was never the type to lie. He is passed on now.

nanna8

When I visited some areas of the Lake District and Arnside where my ancestors had lived for centuries, I got a very weird, emotional feeling. I had never been there before in my life. I believe there is some sort of precognition involved in these instances ( or maybe ‘post’ cognition ) .

Similar experience, nanna8 - I went to Singapore with my family 30-odd years ago. I found that I could easily navigate the streets, someone asked me for directions - I definitely didn't look like a local! - and a visit to Sentosa Island and its museum from WWII had me so sad and distressed. As you say it was a very weird and emotional reaction, to every part of our stay.

Yes it is fascinating and I always wonder how long is it before you are reincarnated after death, does it happen straight away or do our souls go somewhere special for awhile before coming back. It is intriguing.

Don’t the native Americans believe it takes a year for a soul to reach it’s final destination?

I don't know MayBee70, I haven't heard of the soul taking a year, if so where is it during that time I wonder?

keepcalmandcavachon

I also read that scientific types believe it could be memories passed down genetically. There’s much we don’t know and I keep an open mind.

tickingbird, neuroscientist Hannah Critchlow explains this beautifully in her book The Science of Fate, it's a fascinating read that really does 'open the mind'smile

Thank you for that, I will read this book.

What’s a soul though ???

I think my DCs Dad has come back through my newest DGC. Just the way he looks at us and some mannerisms. My DD thinks so, too.
Their Dad died 10 years ago.
It's a bit freaky at times, but also quite a nice feeling that he may be in this beautiful child!

I can't remember anyone telling me that I said anything about previous lives when I was little but I'd have a sort of recollection.
My mother would wake me up and then go downstairs to start breakfast. I often had this image in my head that she was descending stone stairs into an old kitchen, rather than our wooden stairs into our modern kitchen.
I'd be convinced I'd be following her down those stone stairs when I got out of bed, but of course when I did get out of bed the house was modern. And I'd be confused for a little while!
I often remember those times. I'd be so sure I'd be going down old stone steps to the old kitchen.
Very strange, but like an old familiar memory hidden at the back of my mind somewhere!

When I was about three years old, I told my mother that I used to live in Egypt, and was a pharaoh's daughter. I got very upset when she didn't believe me.
I seem to have memories of several past lives and have met some of the people I have known previously.
People are often born with talents which they have learned in a past life and carried over.

I always said my Grandson was an old soul. A fascination with steam trains, at 5 years old he was walking with us around the NRM in York. His knowledge of the working of these engines was amazing telling us all as we walked along.A man was walking alongside us,he said" I've learnt more from this young man about steam engines than I ever knew, his knowledge from one so young is amazing ".