On a spiritual level, I don’t know much about reincarnation although I have a strong inclination that we do have many Earth lives.
I once went on a past life regression course for the day which was insightful, under light hypnosis I had visions of me being an armored guard protecting some valuable goods in a small, circular room of a castle, someone’s granny who was also the local healer back in tribal Britain times and a Chinese man who ended up being stabbed to death for trying to uncover some sort of mystery. It was very interesting indeed, but what I find really intriguing is the memories I have that I can’t quite place in this lifetime that I don’t need to be regressed to pull from my subconscious.
Now, some avid readers of my blog may remember that I once wrote about the house I remember on “the other side”? So basically, I have a feeling of a home in the countryside and I know it’s in the spirit world, or if I see certain images of beautiful skies and scenery it reminds me of “heaven” like I know that is where “home” is, but that’s not the same thing as I’m talking about here. I’m talking about memories of another Earth life.
In a nutshell, I have a feeling that I was an American and must have died in the 70s (I was born in this life in 1980). However, my memories that I have, I was a kid in the mid to late sixties, and I died young, I was a male too.
Some things will trigger my memories. Like this past weekend, my husband was watching the Ice Hockey and I have a strong recollection of training practice at the local ice rink, I’m about 12 years old and this is a regular thing I do. There is a real family “feel” here, I’m familiar with the rink and when I go home, I can almost see the house, its dark, the house is big, detached, and has a garage to the left before the front door and there is so much stuff in that garage. It’s so homely in this house, warm and it’s like I can hear Cher playing in the background and see the stairs in the living room. There are many family photo’s on the wall and a big, well worn, comforatable sofa near the window.
That’s the only memory I have until my death, I’m sure I was early twenties and its either Christmas Eve or New Year’s Eve and I’m visiting family, there are lots of presents, then I go somewhere on my motorbike and that’s it, the end.
I have to stress that I have never dreamt about this, I’ve only ever just remembered it. I wonder if its some childhood memories mixed in? But I can’t recall anything like it? I mean ice hockey in the UK? When I first visited Canada in my early twenties, I remember looking at the city we were passing through and it was dark and I thought “this all looks so familiar” ok, its Canada not USA but it’s that big sky, huge city landscape that almost pings at me like I’ve seen it before. It’s hard to put into words when you soul recognises something on a level that is difficult for even you to understand.
I guess I will never know, unless I try some more hypnosis, interestingly this one didn’t come back during that course I went on.
I would love to know if anyone else has ever had a similar experience?
Until next time,
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