Who was I in a past life? This question has repeatedly arisen among those who are interested in finding the meaning of life and their purpose. But it turns out that for some children the answer to this question is not closed.

The stories and stories below are non-fictional memories of children's past lives. All of them were written by readers in the comments to mine, which I published in the Star Hour group on Subscribe.ru.

This topic has aroused great interest and feedback from readers, and in this article I have given the most interesting comments that indicate that young children remember their past life and they can even tell you about it in detail. Names - “nickname” and style of the authors are left unchanged)

Real stories - memories of children and adults about a past life

Katerina-Katya:

My younger son at the age of three he told a lot of interesting things - according to his descriptions, it turns out that one of his incarnations was in England (or an English colony), somewhere in the 18-19th century - offhand during the time of Mark Twain, with details of life, architecture, interior, historical wardrobe ... In such small details that a child at that age simply cannot know.

Sergey Rodnik:

Katerina, this is a very interesting testimony and proof of a past life! Could you describe your son's story in more detail?

Katerina-Katya:

Where to start?

Probably, from the fact that I started to communicate with him during my pregnancy. (Now he is almost 8 years old). The most vivid memory is exactly a month before his birth (he was born on the Annunciation - April 7) he dreams of me and says that he wants to congratulate me on March 8. Looking forward to our meeting. What will be white and blue-eyed (the way it is - and this is with my mother - brunettes with brown eyes). That he wants us to call him Anatoly. It just so happened that they did not listen to me and named their son Michael. At the age of three, when he already spoke quite tolerably, she asked if he liked his name, to which he replied: “The name is good, and the angel is good, but I should have been called differently!”

On another occasion, which I remember, he cured me of a concussion. I didn't even get to the emergency room. Lying on the couch with severe nausea and headache after hitting her head on an iron beam. He approached me:

“Something so on the head I wanted to stroke you ... Does it hurt you, or what ???”

And he sat at the head for about 15 minutes, sorting his hair with his hands.

Once I moved my grandmother-neighbor to tears - her fracture of the femoral neck did not heal properly and she was in great pain. She and her son are sitting on a bench:

- Baba Sonya, your leg hurts this one ...

"Baby, how do you know?"

– And I feel” (also 3-4 years old)

Well, about England - I even wrote down what I managed, as in shorthand courses - it turned out a sheet and a half, if you recreate it, it turns out something like this coherent story: told - he put them in front of him and in a state of "here-now" - as if he brought them on an excursion).

Look, this is our house, yes, it's so big. This is a ladder. The portraits on the walls are my relatives. And this is mom and dad. See what beautiful flowers are in these vases - our gardener puts them every morning. My aunt loves fresh flowers (unfortunately, my aunt's name has disappeared from my memory, and now I don't know where to look for this entry, but it was something similar to the names from the Forsyte Saga). And my mother loved while she was alive.

And on the second floor is my room. From the window you can see the garden - these flowers grow there. And you can see the meadow. And the forest. Wolves in the forest. But they do not go here - there is nothing for them to eat. They go where the cows live, in those houses over there. There are people still living there who take care of the cows. And I can feed a cat - give her milk - wolves do not need milk. But we don’t keep so much meat in the house, they bring it to us from those houses. Here are the fruits - I can eat as much as I want. My room is my toys, my books, my clothes. My aunt gave me this hat for her birthday last year. My dresses are to go to church in this, and this is my favorite! To the hat…”

Well, something like this ... And since I draw, I quickly sketched a drawing of a girl of about 12 years old - like Becky Thatcher from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, I show it to my son, he answers: “Yes, it's me!”

Then suddenly he looks at me suspiciously.

- Wait, mom, how do you know what kind of girl I was ???

Well, and especially for me, clarifications in the wardrobe: (only after switching to a childish language) hats with ribbons - some sewn, while others are like baskets, made of sticks (twigs or straw), and if you raise the skirt - there are long pants with like this (shows with his hands - like “frills”) and shoes with ribbons. And the dress has laces on the back. And the front apron...

There were other moments, but the memory is erased ...

Interested:

I'm sure it's all true. When my son was 2 years old, he also surprised us very much. We arrived at the cottage with my husband and son. In general, he began to talk very early and very clearly. We fried barbecue, my husband and I are sitting on the steps, my husband smokes. The son comes up behind hugs, and says:

- I've known you for a very long time, I noticed even then.

- I ask: when then? He speaks:

- Well, a very long time ago. You understand, Mom, even when you lived with your grandmother Galya in Ukraine, and Dad with his parents.

And how did you choose us?

- I don’t remember how, but I knew for sure that I would be born with you and would live with you, and you would never offend me.

“Sometimes I still remember something, but less and less,” said the son, pointing his finger at the sky.

Here is such a story.

*Nikol*

Thanks a lot for the article!!!

My eldest son at the age of 3 told my husband and me: Mom, when I lived in heaven, I looked at a lot of pictures and in these pictures I saw you and I really wanted to live with you.
Katerina-Katya

Yeah ... ours also somehow put it in response to daddy (we have a third son - after two daughters)

- How we have been waiting for you for a long time - 9 years!

We received this sentence:

- Hee ... they were waiting! Here I WAITING - it's daaaaaaaa! Much longer than you!

Talifi

My 4-year-old daughter also surprises me, which time I notice that she sometimes says something - time passes and everything comes true, as the child said. More than a year ago, she said that we would live in the city (she said the name of the city, we lived 2.5 thousand km from this city). And what would you think - everything turned out so well that we actually moved in six months and live in this city. Now she strongly says that we will buy a car and points her finger at a foreign car))) I say that there is no money, she insists on her own)))). So be it)))).

And he often talks about the sea, that you need to come and say hello with some water ... during pregnancy and her first 2 years of life, we really lived by the sea. She calmed down when I brought her in a carrier and put her by the water as a baby, she was not at all afraid of water and ran to the water in any weather ... Some kind of mysticism.

Shumaeva Irina

My son also surprised me with such things, talking about the fact that he had parents, called their names. Brother (it turns out that it was when he did not know us), but they all died in a car accident ... The next day, when I asked him to tell more about it, he got angry and said that I was not supposed to know more, this information closed to me. The next story was about the ocean, connecting the subtle world with the physical, souls who want to come to earth get into it, and it is called “Elkraing” or something like that ... Of course, I’ll tell you to perceive it all ... something ... In general, in it doesn’t fit in my head, it’s easier for those people who study all sorts of esoteric knowledge ... well, even now he often “pleases” me with knowledge of energy, where is the light in a person (according to chakras) ... And so - a completely normal child ... amazing.

Alexander I

Remarkable phenomenon! All of the above is a confirmation of the hypothesis that a new generation of amazing children will come to Earth. This is a completely new formation of people! They remember their "past", they have a connection with the energy-information field of the Earth, and, therefore, access to the future! People! Take care of them! Create all the conditions for them - they are the future of our civilization!

tatat

My girls were 3 years and 1.5. They walked on the street. A woman passed by with her grandson. The grandson is a little older than my girls. They lingered around us. The kids played, and we started talking. The woman told me how her grandson lived in France in a past life, stood on the balcony and saw how the Nazis parachuted into his city from the sky (I even named the city and now I forgot what it used to be called). How he was later shot, and asks me if I did not find out from my children who they were before? I am the daughter of communists and atheists on the side of her, on the side. The girls were taken home.

And at home, out of curiosity, she asked the eldest - who she was. The daughter answered - a princess. I had no more questions ... They are all princesses up to 10 years old. But still, I asked the youngest. And she says - grandmother. I say:

– Nu here is, and I thought, that I have only princesses.

The youngest is so very serious:

- No, he says, grandmother.

And she begins to tell, she lived on a mountain in a green house with another grandmother, there is no water, she has to go to the river, but it’s hard to carry water uphill. And this is a city kid from a skyscraper. Goosebumps crawled up my back. Feel free to experiment. It's a pity, maybe the eldest was indeed a princess. Now I would ask a lot. That woman said that children can be questioned up to 4 years. They remember everything well, even if they themselves do not start talking about this topic.

Here are some more interesting stories submitted by readers

Julia:

“My daughter has a scar under her eye after surgery, she had a skin graft, in short, the scar is large. And apparently my grandmother spoke to her about this scar, to which My daughter replied: “I knew that I would have such an eye, but I wanted to be born so much that I agreed.” Here are some such words. She was three years old then. Now it's 13 years old, but she still remembers it and confirms it when we ask her. To be honest, I'm shocked. I don’t understand, maybe he’s making it up, but something is stirring in my soul, because in childhood I also had some kind of “craving for a past life” in the form of very vague memories, similar to a fantasy.

Elena:

"Hello. I vaguely remember the faces of some people. I know my appearance in detail. And even a name. I know for sure that I was born a guy in the Middle Ages. Where - I do not remember. Was a warrior for 19 years. I remember the king and my best friend warrior. I constantly remember this ... I want to return ...

I want to add. I know everything to the details, memories come every day with events, especially when I listen to music.
I remembered some five girls, two of them are sisters, and I can even describe my family.

• Elder brother - dark curly hair, pale blue bottomless eyes, dark shirt, green vest.
• My father is an eared man.
  Mother is a woman in a headscarf.
• Was a six year old younger brother. Blue eyes, round, almost hairless face.
• There were also three best friends.
• As I said, I was 19 years old. Short dark hair, brown eyes.
• I remember another person, and a blacksmith who made me a sword

In short, I'm tired of listing ... If anything, I'm now 13 years old.

The most interesting thing is that I communicate with a girl, she describes a past life, and all her people coincided with my memories. It turned out she was my friend, her name was Valerie, and my name was Robert.
Yes, there were a lot of beautiful guys and girls there. Those were good times...
True, I seem to have died from the spears of the Vikings.
She lived in Spain, as I remembered, in Thanros, the war took place near the castle of Miravet.

Alyona:

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Now I'm 33 and I don't really remember what thoughts I had as a child. But from a very young age, I have been fascinated by the Indians and everything connected with them. At the age of 7, I first read children's detective stories about Nancy Drew. The heroine went to Peru, where the action of the book took place. Reading the descriptions of the area, the rites of this country, I felt a burning interest. When she grew up, she did not lose interest, but another strange phenomenon joined him ...

My friend gave me a cassette with Indian songs North America. During the first audition, I began to cry uncontrollably, I became so sad, I really wanted to “go home”. Back home, to the world where these sounds are. This music accompanies me all my life, every time I yearn for my distant home. I understand exactly. that this is a longing for the past, which I do not remember with my mind, but I remember at the level of the spirit. And for some reason I know for sure that I was a man.

dream stories

There was a period, about 5 years ago, when every night I was visited by vivid strange dreams. I've already started writing them down. For example... I live on another planet. Me and my people. We have no atmosphere on the planet and we live inside it. In order to eat, you need to go to the surface and catch one of the many energy balls that fly there. This was our food. One day we go to the surface and find that there are almost no balls left. There was a feeling of sadness in a dream. We understood. It's time to look for a new home. And I woke up. Another dream .... I run to swim in the lake (we have no lakes in the city) through the forest, I run up to the railway embankment, it is high.

I climb this embankment, run across the rails and, as if from a hill, I run down to the lake, which is somewhere there ... in the distance. From all the running start, I crash into the water .. And water, it's not even water at all, it's sparkling sparks of happiness, love, fun, it's hundreds of trillions of refreshing sparkling not at all wet diamond drops! It's such a crazy magic, it's such an ecstasy, it's impossible to describe what happened to me in this lake…. And what a pity it was to open your eyes ...
Another short dream: it was getting dark, some guy and I went out onto the roof of my 9-storey building and saw that a huge red planet was hanging very, very low. You seriously look at it and understand that the time has come for serious changes on Earth.

And probably the coolest dream that visited me ...

I sit on the couch in the hall (at home), in the lotus position. On the neck is a round medallion. I sigh and quite consciously take the medallion in my hands and “activate” it. I slowly rise above the sofa and hover over it. The feeling of absolute normality of what is happening, the understanding that I could always do it. And then something starts to happen inside. Some kind of huge energy that needs to be released. I throw my arms out to the side and she spills out of me bright light but it's not enough for me. I need to get rid of my body. it interferes with me, I need to distribute this love that is torn from me, there is too much of it ... The whole body begins to glow and vibrate, I scream in my sleep, I want to remove this body that is holding me back ... ..

And I wake up, in the morning… I can’t realize what is happening, why I am lying on the bed in my body, I am shaking, I have waves of vibration in my body. I get up, hobble into the hall, sit down on the sofa, in an attempt to do the same thing that was in a dream .... there is no medallion, it does not work .... All day long I was walking like a bruise, so I wanted to return what was in a dream ... At the physical level, all the cells were trembling. It is impossible to explain this in our language, just words are not enough. Gradually, the sensations passed, the cycle of strange dreams also stopped. But there is a memory, maybe something will start again after a while ... I would know)))) Here is such a small experience, maybe something will come in handy)))

Watch also the video - the boy's memories of a past life

Afterword

After such stories - memories of a person's past lives, you begin to think about the secrets that each of us carries within ourselves. And who knows if these stories are not proof of life after death, which all religions and mystical teachings speak of?

And if some children remember their previous existences or reincarnations in another body, then for many of us adults, the answer to the question of who I was in past lives is still a mystery that has yet to be unraveled.

Dear readers!

If you know similar stories, please share them in the comments.

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How interesting! Before, I had no doubts about the rebirth of our souls, but now I wanted to ask my friends who have small children to ask them such a question, who were they? there may be new evidence

Elena, if you have interesting evidence please share them in this thread or email. I am collecting these materials for a book.

Well, I thought that only I believe in it :-).
I have two examples.
My eldest niece between 3 and 5 years old often repeated the mysterious phrase: “When I had a little boy…” Those who heard it from the little one started laughing and she became embarrassedly silent. At that time, she had not yet gone to kindergarten and there were almost no little boys in her environment.

Second example. My youngest niece. She once said: “It was when I had three children…” It was said naturally. Like something really happened in the past.

Thanks for the thoughtful comment! I hope that when enough such evidence is gathered, belief in soul reincarnations will become knowledge.

And for such “tricks”, my parents took me to a psychiatrist ...

Sergey, are you only interested in the reincarnation of souls? Or something else?
As for past lives:
I saw a lot and for a long time to describe - in short, Tutathamon - saw herself as a boy standing in front of a mirror (the mirror was made of some kind of metal). I knew exactly who I was.
Then - an astrologer - she saw herself with a huge ancient pipe - she looked at the stars and made a star map in the form of a graphic diagram.
Then the hermit monk collected herbs, brewed a potion, healed ...
But who was in Poland? Did not watch.
just during the 90s was engaged in so-called commerce. And while visiting one castle (we lived in it), I knew all the nooks and crannies and the location of buildings as my apartment.
She even knew where the nearest church was. Went and found it there...
The house in which the Romanovna family of tsars was executed horrified me. I was stuffy there and could not describe the feeling of fear. I just flew out of there and didn't go there again.
Did not consider.

Svetlana, you have a very interesting experience! At what age do memories of past lives begin to come?

a friend’s older child often said something like that .... there is a lot about the church, although they didn’t take him there then and in general the family is far from religion. then his grandparents took him to a Catholic church for Christmas, and when he saw the manger and the whole composition, his face was soooo distorted, he was so surprised and embarrassed ... as if he simply could not correlate what he saw with reality ... the rest of the day he walked shocked…

another friend, who has 4 children, said that the third son also comments on some things, and once said that her older children were husband and wife in a past life ... said that a girl would be born, but not this time (when she is pregnant went fourth), ...
and my mother once asked her pupil (3 years old), Liza, do angels exist? ... Liza, without being distracted, he played the tale Yes, and also showed how they talk ... Liza also did not come into contact with religion before.

Elena, thanks for the valuable testimonies! This once again proves the continuation of life outside the physical world.

“And if children remember their past life, then for adults, former existences remain a mystery that has yet to be unraveled.”

If only in order to treat incomprehensible fears and phobias. Regression therapy can help in this regard. Just like that, out of curiosity, you should not climb into past lives. I remembered a dream that I had at the age of 4, and I clearly saw how I was killing a small child. After I remembered such an old dream, any desire to delve into my past life disappeared. I really regret doing this in my past life. Therefore, I have sores through the roof. But now I'm doing good deeds and getting better.

I agree that out of curiosity, you should not climb into past lives. Such a memory should open naturally when a person is ready to receive it. In addition, the personality in each incarnation is updated for a specific task, so digging into past lives can even interfere with the fulfillment of one's mission. This is given to children because the soul finally enters a new body only by the age of 7, which is why they remember memories of a past life.

And I began to remember my past life from the age of 10, maybe earlier. different moments come to me in fragments. I know that I was famous. I lived a very busy life, enjoyed life, I had many friends, I was very rich and beautiful. but memories come in fragments (not like others who remember all their lives). I even remember 1 room of the apartment (or house) in which I lived. it was very richly furnished. I led the life that many famous top models and others lead. When I see somewhere how famous people live, it becomes familiar to me, as if I also lived the same way.

Anastasia, this is a valuable experience. Be sure to write down these passages - they will help you understand the causes of events in life.

I feel like I did something bad in that life. In this one, I pay. Now I'm not a star, with complexes and many flaws, I live in a poor family, I'm not a beauty, etc. In short, everything is the opposite of a past life.

Do not despair, in this life everything can be fixed. That's what she was given for.

and if since childhood some fragments of moods of either happiness or sweet sorrow have been tormented ... and as if you should find these same feelings, experience them in this life ... also you can’t try to understand what this is for? Shouldn't I still go into the knowledge of past lives, if I'm sure that all these memories are connected precisely with past (or past) lives?
I remember myself from the cradle of this life, how I lay in bed, how my parents rocked me to sleep ... I still didn’t know how to speak, even roll over ... i.e. I was a few months old. But even then I understood everything perfectly, just like now. The speech of the parents, she understood every word like an adult.
I remember how I asked my mother at the age of 5 “are there any past lives”? Mom answered that no, life is one and after death our soul flies to heaven to God.

Marina, I still do not understand from your comment: do you recognize the existence of past lives or not?

Each of us has fragments of memories of a past life in our memory. Someone has clear, down to the details - as in those given in this article, someone has vague ones. I also sometimes recalled some moments from past lives, and then I learned from various sources that these are not fantasies at all, but we really come here many times, each time changing the physical shell, but the memory of all lives is not erased, but simply forgotten for a period next incarnation.

I wonder if dreams are really memories of other incarnations?
Recently I was on Regression. Of the 15 people in the hall, only I did not remember. Everyone else remembered. Their stories were very convincing.

And my parents told me such a case: I was 3 years old (I was born in 91), mom, dad and I were sitting in a room, and then for no reason I give out: “When I was big, they cut me stomach, pulled out the intestines and sewed up the stomach. Then they cut my head open and took out my brains…” My parents were shocked. At the same time, I showed the exact anatomical lines along which the pathologists cut the corpse ... That is, it turns out that I was telling what my soul saw after death?!?!?! I myself don’t remember this moment, how I said it, although I remember a lot from my early childhood of 1.5-2 years. What do you think about it?

I think this memory is related to one of the past lives. But what you describe is more like preparing for mummification, which was common in ancient egypt and was used for the burial of noble people. The soul of a person after leaving the body can for some time see everything that happens around the body and even feel what is happening with the body.

Hello. I vaguely remember the faces of some people. I know my appearance in detail. And even a name. I know for sure that I was born a guy in the Middle Ages. Where - I do not remember.
Was a warrior for 19 years. I remember the king and my best warrior friend.
I constantly remember this ... I want to return.

I remember a dream that I had in the sixth grade. the outskirts of the city, the house of 2-3 floors is L-shaped, linen hangs on ropes. In the house near the corner of the arch. field behind the house high culture, to the waist, and mountains in the distance. I hear the noise of technology. at that moment a tank drives into the yard, a small one, obviously not a Russian one. The tank makes a U-turn inside the yard, tearing off all the ropes. Dust burning ....
people start running in the field and I run with them. bright sun. they shoot from behind ... at some point I feel a strong pain in my leg, I fall and wake up.
was it a dream...

Elena, thanks! An interesting memory.

Dmitry, episodes from past lives may appear in a dream. Especially if the dream is very realistic in sensations.

Thanks Sergey!
That's how I connect. Moreover, over the following years, I operated on this particular leg 2 times.

In response to the story Shumaeva Irina

… The next story was about the ocean, connecting the subtle world with the physical, souls who want to come to earth fall into it, and it is called “Elkraing” …

Very interesting, because Crying in translation is not only “crying”, but in some cases also “shouting”, calling, “praying” or “glorifying”, and the prefix El means holiness.

Elena
Lena, if you know how to draw, draw what you remember. And write before you forget. Memory has a tendency to lose. And at an older age, it may be necessary to remember something .... And if it's not just Fantasies, then it could be a good opportunity to sort out today's problems.

Anna, thanks for the addition - the decoding of the word "Elkraing".

Elena, thank you for your story about a past life, I put it in the article. I was interested that you are talking with a girl you met in a past life. Perhaps in this life you have some kind of joint task - a mission that you have to realize.

Thanks to all readers for participating in this thread!

Alena, thank you very much interesting stories! This is indeed a spiritual experience of remembering past lives, not only on our planet, but also on another planet and in the Subtle World. The description of the condition with the medallion and swimming in the “lake of love” is very interesting. If you remember something else, please share with me and blog readers.

being on regressions with Maria Manok, one girl of 18-22 years old flatly refused to tell what she dreamed of at the time of the regression. The woman alone began to compose something…. It looked funny.
One man of 35 years old said that he saw himself in the form of a woman. He spoke about his hard life in the body of a woman.
and another lady saw herself as the captain of a ship that died flying on the reefs.
Of course it is interesting to hear these stories. and climb sites where there are these stories. But isn't this the usual reading of information from our brain from the field of the earth.
I recently heard, I don’t remember where, that the brain, in principle, cannot think. He is not adapted to this. But he can create conditions for thoughts.

Dmitry, at the expense of the brain, I met similar information. Its essence is that the brain is only an information processor (such as a processor in a computer), and thoughts and memory are not in the brain ... I will not go deep into where - this is a separate topic. As for regressions, I admit that there may be a game of imagination or fantasy. But I fully trust personal experience, such as Alena's.

Group F.p.s song morning breeze song just in the subject
in past lives I was a man, strange memories periodically pop up, then I’m someone like a mafia, then a dandy from old England, then a businessman ... And strange habits come up, friends notice too and are very surprised, because a lot of things that sometimes happen to me are not typical for me at all ... Up to 13 I have seen vivid and very plausible dreams for years, constantly shocking my relatives, but unfortunately after several concussions I almost don’t remember anything, but the feeling of deja vu does not cease to haunt .. Sometimes I can interrupt the conversation and tell the person what he wanted to tell me) scares many))

Yes, it seems that in dreams a memory of something experienced pops up, and it seems not in the present tense (incarnation). While this can be compared and assumed with the fact that the incarnation was before ... everything else is like fortune-telling ...
that people do predict and end other people's thoughts, it may just be a conversational experience. already knowing in what key the conversation is moving, our consciousness tells us at what point it will come. Here you can turn to the question: “what is consciousness?”. And it looks like you're not the only one with this ability.

I read somewhere that the earth is an information storage device, and it is quite possible that we periodically connect our brain to this storage device, and it reads the file we need at the moment. And the key can be anything, and how the opponent conducts the conversation, and how you met. And what drink did you drink at lunchtime ...
Remember “love” because it also does not arise from scratch. One person is attracted, the other is not. Years pass, we grow and we already see something completely different in those whom we didn’t want to look at, and you notice that interest has been shown to you. And it may be that life has put you on a common wave (for a while, for always - it is not known), but now you are reaching out to each other ....

Psychologists cannot always help patients, for the simple reason that they have not experienced what their patient is, for them it is just a job. And a person who has gone through a similar situation without any education will be able to enter the situation and help resolve it.

In general, psychology and the relationship of psychologists with patients was well said in the 1988 Soviet film “Jester”, with Kostolevsky in the title role.

Nastasya, Dmitry, thank you for your valuable comments!

Let these non-fictional stories serve for a new understanding and attitude towards human life. The experience of remembering past lives is very important for understanding the events that occur in this life.

I thank everyone who participates in the discussion of this topic.

I remember my childhood dream, which I saw quite often at the age of about 3-5 years. I'm in a Russian hut, the door is locked and I can't get out. The house is on fire, I hear the crackling of wood. I have only two exits: windows and a door, but I can't get to either of them. In the hands of the foam Small child He doesn't cry, he sleeps. And I'll lay on the bed over the stove with a child in my arms. And now I don’t know how to explain: under the ceiling all over the room, it’s as if the boards are lying like that, something like shelves, only you can climb on them. It resembles beams, only the distance between the board and the ceiling is such that you can crawl through on your knees. I remember crawling in there with my left hand, hugging the child to me, and the thought in my head that I had very little time left. The crackle of fire is getting stronger, the fire is already under me, but from the street I hear voices, both female and male, and such a hope for salvation. In general, I almost crawled to the other end of the hut, when I heard the crunch of a tree behind me, I turned around and saw that the beam was starting to burn. And I scream save him and throw the child out the window, hoping that he will be caught there. I myself wanted to climb there, but I did not have time. The wood cracked and broke, and I fell into the fire. I remember how I screamed and I was hot and hurt. Then a flash, everything turns white and I woke up.
The dream was so frequent that I remember some of the details to this day. I woke up in a cold sweat, called my mother and cried. According to her notes and my memories, it is already being recreated. Then I did not know, in principle, the decoration of the hut, later, in class 7, in local history lessons, they showed and explained to us. I looked at the pictures and knew that this is what I once lived in.
By the way, since childhood, the fear of being near the fire and the fear of hot temperatures. I can’t go to the bathhouse, I can’t drink too hot tea or wash under hot water

Here is another confirmation of Dinara.
Apparently these are not just childhood fears, but based on something more.

Dinara, thank you for sharing your dream. In my opinion, this dream is a memory from a past life, the fear of fire and hot things also testifies to this.

As a child, I often began to tell stories to my parents, especially my father from the words when I was an adult, but he was angry and I stopped, as a child I talked a lot ... I often saw a strange woman crawling towards me, with one hand holding on to belly, the other stretching towards me, I don’t know who it is, I’m now 19 years old, what I already talked about and I don’t remember, but I can’t forget about this woman, when I was at school 5 years ago I saw one woman, fell into a stupor and I immediately remembered that one ... Who she was, I didn’t know and didn’t try to figure it out, until a special time I thought that that woman was me, but there is a possibility that I, on the contrary, killed her ... I wish I could remember everything again ...

Here again I remembered a case from my childhood, I often said that you are not my real parents, you adopted me and so on ... In this spirit. Always gravitated toward the original teachings of the Buddha, always admired them.

By the way, also very interesting fact, I was born, I had an older sister Olga, then I, after me three more brothers Ilya Semyon and Egor shared. So, when my mother was pregnant with Semyon, I often had the same crazy dream. I dreamed of a war, a man in a suit but with a strange sewn-on head, in which the cost stuck out, but this is not so important, I also dreamed of another boy, of small stature, all ugly, bluish in color, sitting in some kind of cage and now and then repeating the words, I am Semyon, I am Semyon, in the end this creature was slaughtered with spears or swords, when, like, and I woke up in a sweat. I thought that the one who was born to my mother would be a freak, or I don’t know why it seemed so to me, but an absolutely normal kid was born, without flaws, but on the back, and on the left side, the seeds still have birthmarks, now he is 11 years old, as a child, I remember he constantly played games in which he called himself a colonel. I don’t know, maybe it’s just a coincidence, where does color in a dream generally read? I do not know. But many of Uncle Grandmother's relatives still call him a colonel.

Alexey, thanks for the interesting stories! Judging by some details, these are indeed memories from past lives. Children often in childhood refer to themselves in games by names associated with past lives or in some other way show these memories. For example, as a child, I was very fond of war games and constantly drew officers of various ranks in uniforms tsarist army with orders, shoulder straps and aiguillettes. And I drew them not just like that, but in ascending ranks - as if it were my career in the Army. So your stories are another proof of our past lives. And if someone does not believe or doubts - give a link to this article. So many stories and with such details it is impossible to invent.

About six months ago I had a dream. I am 23. As a child, I did not talk about any rebirth. But the dream was very memorable. It all started with a hill. The mound is in a wasteland, which is covered with snow in winter and it is so cool to ride from it like from a hill, and next to it is a lone tree. Wasteland around. So here I am a boy, although in my life a girl, about six years old, rides down a hill with her father. Then, when I was fourteen years old, a war began in the city. The Germans got close. In a dream, I live in Leningrad. Only the beginning of the blockade, I have a father, mother and younger brother. So my father is being called to the war, but they want to evacuate me, my brother and my mother. But I'm a man, it's not the case under a woman's skirt. And when the refugees were leaving, I put my mother and brother in the car and told them that I was going to take a piss, and I hid myself and watched my mother leave. As she screamed, she wanted to jump, but the military held her back. He ran to his father happy. The father was angry, but left. The Germans went on the offensive. I don't know what it's called, but we made a mound out of the earth. Like an embankment. Behind them we fight off the Germans. I was killed in the first week of the war. A bomb fell nearby and the blast wave covered me with sand. In short, I'm small, I didn't get out of the sand, and I died. The only thing that is certain is that my biggest fear since childhood is being buried alive. I learned everything about lethargic sleep. I was afraid that they would mix it up and bury it. I'm not afraid of anything in life, but this is straight to the point of horror. And then in the continuation of sleep. My brother, who left with his mother, has a son, and that one has his own. And now, at the age of six, a boy with his dad rides down a hill-hill in a wasteland next to a tree. And he says he's been here before. In a dream, this is 70-80 years. Like this.

Alexey wrote here that he saw a woman and came into a stupor ..
And I saw an old man .. Who looked at me, as if observing .. when I watched TV with the whole family, as I remember now ... everyone was sitting with their backs to the door of the room, with me lying on the floor, under my head with my hands ... And it was either song -84, roofing felts 86…. And how I switch off ... And I know - he is standing there, I turn around - yes! … Long beard, long white robes..
I remember, I ask my friends, did I sleep a hundred? And they, no, watched the concert.
And this happened a couple of times...

I remember a dream in grades 3-4, then I studied at a boarding school:
I'm at war. Too light, and I have to go down the cliff. I don’t have time to go down, I see, as if from the side, that the Germans are standing over the cliff and starting to shoot at me. The cliff is gentle, rather a hill, but at the bottom there is a river. The Germans shoot and my leg hurts. Waking up, I feel that my leg is lying on the metal frame of the bed, the mattress has moved out under the deflection of the springs. The leg really hurts.
I remember this dream, but I compared it with the fact that a movie about the war was shown in the boarding school, not infrequently ... And I put it into this image.
I already wrote about a dream in which I run across the field from a tank that shoots and also hits my leg. Only there is a plot in some Latin American country. And again the leg .... The truth is, I didn't get anywhere.

I remember very clearly how I swung on a swing between palm trees and fell off them as an adult, and apart from the palm trees around I didn’t remember anything else ... When I started talking, I immediately asked my mother: “Do you remember that place with palm trees and a swing from which I fell?”. To which my mother replied that we had never been to a place where palm trees grow and I didn’t fall from a swing, we lived in the city and my mother didn’t put me on a swing ... I still clearly remember those palm trees and remember the high swing from which I I fell, I even remember the rumble from knocking on the ground ... Maybe these are not memories of a past life, but a combination of brain activity? After all, the child hears his parents a few weeks after conception ....
And I remembered another curious fact in This year I did an MRI of the cervical region, because my head and neck have been very sore all my life. As a child, they said that puberty then everything will pass. Now I'm 25 and nothing has changed. According to the results of the MRI, three doctors visited me and they all asked me one question: did you fall in childhood, hit your neck? I always answered no, I never hit my head, neck, I never had concussions ... Maybe this is somehow connected ...

Ekaterina, it is difficult to understand what this memory refers to. Perhaps it is connected with some kind of memory from a past life, especially since in this life neither you nor your parents were in such an environment. But, some diseases in this life are often associated with injuries or diseases from the past. It can also be fears associated with trauma in past lives.

Anargul, interesting story, thanks! With a probability of 80-90% this is a memory from a past life. The brain is not able to invent such details and keep them in memory.

Hello. I read your stories and decided to write my own. Firstly, I want to say that I heard about reincarnation for a long time, and not to say that I didn’t believe, rather I didn’t pay attention to all (as I already understand) my jerky memories from the past incarnation, until my son was born. He is now 2 years old, he started talking very early. He was about one and a half, he spoke a quatrain in some incomprehensible language (at first it seemed to me it was childish babble), but then I began to notice that he constantly repeats the same text, moreover, he was 1 and 6 and he he couldn’t compose it himself, soon he began to sing the same text in rhyme under his breath, he pronounced the words clearly and it was clear that this was not a set of meaningless words, this was a different language. On this, he did not cease to amaze me, a couple of months ago, he just ran up to me, hugged me and said: “Mom, let's go to Batumi,” I didn’t pay attention and, moreover, I didn’t immediately understand what the word was, after 10 minutes again runs up to me and says: "Mom, I want Batumi." I asked: “what? What is Batumi”, he repeated again: “I want to go to Batumi”. I asked: “son, what is it?” I was struck by his answer, he said: “there is my house”. I immediately realized it, went on the Internet, typed the word “Batumi”, and what was my surprise when I gave out a search engine that this is one of the cities of Georgia. I was shocked how a 2-year-old child could know about this city. We don’t have any relatives, we’ve never been to Georgia, he couldn’t even hear it on TV, since he doesn’t watch TV at all, and besides, he answered my question “what is Batumi?” answered “THIS IS MY HOUSE”. I don’t know how to explain it, and he often always, without confusion, says “mother is grandmother, and father is grandfather. He always says so, he does not get confused.
I began to analyze everything, and I dare to assume that my crumbs have memories from a past life. Now, recalling my memories, I realized, although I do not claim that episodes from past lives also flashed before me, even for milliseconds. Before, I used to constantly, whenever my eyes were nodding, there was a picture in front of me as if I was in an inevitable situation, they want to kill me, moreover, pictures have surfaced since the war, I’m scared, I stand and I KNOW THAT THIS IS THE END, AND I’m being blown up. Until now, I have such a fear that I will get into a situation where death is inevitable, and I will have to put up with it. And once I looked at myself in the mirror and before my eyes, for a couple of seconds, the face of a bearded red-haired old man slipped through, although I’m really her redhead, but a burning brunette. And the most interesting thing is that I felt that it was C. It didn't end there. Somehow I was shaking with a child, and on the sofa I closed my eyes to take a nap, and a bearded old man appeared before my eyes again, and at what I saw it as if not from the side, but I was that same old man. I was wearing dirty shabby pants, old shoes, and I was at the market, trying to find someone with my eyes and tugging at my beard ... I immediately woke up in a cold sweat, looked at my watch, I took a nap for only 3 minutes.
Here are the things. Now I don’t know what to think, I’m trying to understand with my mind. But how? How is that even possible?

Hello Anna. Children often remind us of past lives, but not all adults pay attention to this and take it seriously. As for your question - how is this possible? Science cannot yet provide clear explanations for such memories, but there are noteworthy studies by scientists, such as Ian Stevenson, who investigated and described about 3,000 such cases. So it is possible, but it is difficult to understand because of the limitations of our materialistic mind.

Thanks for answering. I left my story on several sites so that at least someone would respond.
I will continue my story ... A couple of days after the story with Batumi, I decided to finish off my own child with questions and say: “Son, what did you do in Batumi?” he answers: “played” I ask: “who did you play with, with Lily?” he answers “no” and calls some strange name and without further questioning he continues “they played horses, climbed high, high up”, and at the same time he shows how they ride horses, continues “he went up, I’m scared, I I'm afraid, Mom, I want to go down here” and looks down and points to the floor. I say: “get up too, don’t be afraid”, I try to enter the situation and play along. And he looked down again, made FEARED ROUND EYES, said “I’m afraid mom, I don’t want to,” threw himself on my neck and tightly hugged my neck, it seemed that right now he would strangle me with fright. I myself was frightened, but did not lose my head, and in between times I decided to ask: “son, who is your mother?” he let go of his neck looked at me and said: “you are my mother”. Finally, I calmed down and decided not to get my son anymore and not to injure his psyche. But I don’t have other words like - go nuts, this can’t be.
She told her husband, he laughed and twisted his finger near his temple with the words: “you seem to have sat at home, you should go to work, otherwise you’ll go crazy, dear.” He did not believe it, but I am sure that a son at that age could not compose such a thing.

The fact of the matter is that children do not compose. I know another interesting case when a 4-year-old child stubbornly told his parents that he fought at the front, his name and that he was buried in such and such a place - he called the settlement not far from Novosibirsk, where they lived. And the father decided to check this information and really found in it locality in the cemetery is the grave of the person named son. This case was written in one of the newspapers a few years ago.

Only after 5 years of age, children most often forget these memories, and then, at an older age, they may even deny that they said something like that.

So I had an idea to ask the kid and shoot everything on video and see what he would say to a more adult age. Then I think why hurt the baby. By the way, he often talks about om, that I and his mother and grandmother's mother. Both funny and not. She says that when my grandmother was little, she said mom (he meant that she called me mom), if you listen to the words of your son, it turns out that my mother-in-law was my daughter. I think it's funny)))

Anna, filming is a good idea!

I remember that I was a man and sat in prison, then they shot me. My wife came to prison, she cried and forgave me for all the pain that I brought her. I was betrayed by everyone I trusted, and only my wife stayed until the end. I remember that I was someone from the intelligentsia (there was a complete surprise from the betrayal of relatives and friends, I hoped for them to the end). I remember that I had mistresses, and my wife forgave them for them. I sat in a dirty cell, smelly, my wrists constantly hurt from handcuffs, I heard the sound of keys and expected death. Now I am a girl and even met people from a past life, looked at them as if they were my own, they did not understand this.

Anna from 11/26/2015

Anya, how do you know that they are from a past life?
How did you understand it?

Anna, according to your story, there was an association that it was during the “Stalinist repressions” in the 30s of the 20th century. Perhaps you were some kind of official, many of whom were then shot. I wonder how you got to know in this life those whom you knew in the past?

And all my life I want to go home, even being at home. And to my mother, being next to my mother. I always feel older than many people, including my own parents, so I have been lonely all my life.
I remember in detail the house in which I lived 2 of my lives. In the first life I don’t remember who I was, but I remember how I went into my house, wooden and two-story with a large staircase that bifurcated to the right and left. On the right, on the second floor, there was a piano, there were lace napkins, and I was met by a young, but apparently sick woman in a dark dress and a light collar. It felt like the beginning of the 20th century. The weather was autumn, it felt cold, but there was peace in my soul.
And the second life - as a child, in Soviet sandals, I run and play with other children on the first floor of the same house, where the dining room was located. Then I go from room to room and know that there is another way out of the house. The interior was completely different. From the house they made either a hostel, or a communal apartment, or an orphanage. I remember the porch very well, it was summer and the sun.
Often there is a strong longing that I am now in the wrong place and with the wrong people, although everything is fine in my life. How can I finally find harmony with the present reality.

Interesting very history, Strange.
Maybe hypnosis could clarify more?

I accidentally stumbled onto this site, but when will the book be published? And then I have above the roof of paranormal information on personal experiences, including past lives, I remember .. The last one is in sufficient detail, and the previous episodes. She herself thought about writing a book, otherwise her head would explode to store so much information.

Veronica, I don't have enough materials for the book yet. If you have materials on the topic of memories of past lives that have not been published on the Internet before, I can publish them on this site in the form of separate articles with your authorship preserved. For publication inquiries, please visit

Good day, Sergey! I read the comments and agree with many things, except for one position - the communication of the mother with the child who was in her womb. I believe that these are her fantasies, as we are transferred to the bodies of already born people. I can’t really explain who “us” is, but I’ll tell you everything in order. Two strange fragments remained in my memory that time did not erase. I never told anyone about them, since I was born in the USSR and they would consider me mentally ill. Then, in the 90s, work in law enforcement agencies, then in the 2000s, the civil service, etc. Fragment one - I am in some kind of “room” similar to a medical laboratory, next to me are two people who look like people, we communicate in a language that I can’t remember (I think under hypnosis I could reproduce a conversation in this language), one I will say that it was a “sentence”, I did something wrong in the past body and I am obliged to serve the sentence again. Then, after manipulations with the devices of one of those present in the room, a sphere appeared in which there was something like a portal to the room in which a newborn child was lying in a stroller. I really did not want what was to happen and opposed it in every possible way, which apparently gave a small failure in the blocking of my memory and this fragment remained in it. This is where the first memory ends. The second fragment - I am in the body of a child, I clearly understand that it is absolutely not controlled by me, the child is lying in a stroller, two people are bending over him and talking in a language unknown to me, since I still think in the language that I spoke in the first fragment. I definitely realize that I am very indignant and do not want what is happening, I am trying to do something, but as if in a cage, locked in an uncontrollable body ... I repeat, I think that under hypnosis I will certainly be able to describe everything exactly and reproduce that speech of communication. And at the expense of the line of fate - during my life there have repeatedly been such moments in which I clearly realized that this had already happened to me, so to speak, a feeling of deja vu ... I think that hypnosis is needed and all the details of my memories are pulled out of me.

Andrew
There are many Reincarnation Specialists in Moscow. One of these specialists is Maria Monok. I visited her 2 times for general reincarnation. It didn't work for me the first or second time. And the people who were with me (15 people) told a lot of interesting things. Including my wife. And then I even tried to sketch from her words what she saw.
Dial “Maria Monok” on the Internet, and you will find out how to contact her, and the cost. The general session is up to 1000 rubles, and the individual session must be discussed with her.
There are other specials, you can also find. The process is interesting.

As for memory and visions, it seems that something was seen in childhood, and maybe it was real. Or maybe a dream...

As a child, quite often, at the moment of falling asleep, I saw a person lying on the bed. I saw it from the side and in the haze, but I clearly realized that it was me. And around people with sad faces.
And such a feeling, frighteningly accelerating, breaking away ... And the anxiety that I am leaving these people. But, the incredible horror was precisely from this feeling, which even now I cannot put into words.
I always cried, and my mother, who tried to calm me down, and still is surprised:
how could a child of 2 years old cry out in such an adult way: “Oh, Lord!”
I was also surprised because they themselves were brought up as atheists and communists. And at that time, no one spoke the name of God in the family.
Perhaps this is the memory of the moment of death, which was not “erased” at the moment of birth?

Anna, this memory really reminds me of the moment of leaving the body. Obviously, the emotion was very strong, and therefore remained in the mind.

Andrey, I apologize for not immediately responding to your very interesting and valuable comment. As for the communication of a mother with a child in the womb, not everything is so simple. I think that these are not inventions, but communication with a child, or rather a soul that will move into the body of a child on a spiritual level, i.e. not through the body. We all consist of several levels of consciousness and bodies corresponding to them. And it also seems to me that the soul enters the body at the moment of birth, and according to some teachings, this process continues for several years (up to 5 or 7 years).

As a child, I saw the same dream 5-7 times, I can’t get it out of my head. I saw exactly the moment of death (as it seems to me of my past body). I haven't told it to anyone, but it creates questions that torment me. Campaign the soul that saw the torment retains the memory of them.

Dmitry, very few retain the memory of their death in a past life and torment. Obviously, you need this experience for some reason in this life.

My sister said at the age of three that she was already in this (in one of the relatives' apartments) bathroom and asked where the mirror was and why it wasn't smooth? pointing a finger at the wall. The mirror was removed before she was born, and they also made repairs, replacing the smooth tiles with wallpaper. Then her mother noticed certain phrases inherent in her great-grandmother, who died one year before the baby was born. Already being an adult, the sister periodically gives out such pearls that everyone remembers like grandmothers. But NO ONE in the family speaks like that. Those. she had no way to hear or know it.
I’ll say about myself that in childhood I really liked the theme of cowboys, well, it was also fashionable, so it’s hard to say how much it is connected with reincarnation. But I also love horses very much, and even as a child I was involved in this sport, but I was always attracted by the feeling of freedom, I wanted to ride across the field, and not in the hangar. And never attracted care, like others. I chose the most wild, evil and daring horses. And always found with them mutual language. This feeling did not leave. As a child, when everyone played with dolls, I certainly chose the role of a cowboy - a boy.

Hello. I do not even know where to start. From childhood, I remember a lot of things that clearly did not happen in this life. These are not just memories from any one life, these are hundreds of fragments and sensations that have been preserved in my memory from past lives. Moreover, the most interesting thing is that it cannot be called only excerpts from lives, what I remember also applies to travel in other worlds and subtle matters. I don't know why I remember all this. But I was born with a strong conviction that I “came here myself” for some purpose. And I was always more than sure that physical death is not death at all. If I tell all my memories, it will be very long. I'll tell you the most interesting ones. From extraterrestrial memories, I remember how I passed from one dimension to another, I remember how I walked to the endless horizon in the distance, it took a long time to go and I forced myself to overcome it all, because I needed to get there, I knew that as soon as I get to this horizon, I'll find myself in another world. It looked like I was walking across some field, and it was endless. I know for sure there is no time there, therefore, if I am not mistaken in my feelings, it took forever to make the transition. In general, it is difficult to explain all this in detail, of course. I still remember myself in these different worlds, it's hard to describe. I remember myself as a bright white creature.
How much do I remember! This is so strange. From my life memories I remember the moment: I look at people who swim in the pool, there are sunbeds nearby, in my opinion it is a cruise ship, because there is something above the pool. I am happy at this moment, there is peace in me. I also remember how I sat in the waiting room and looked at the front door, obviously waiting for someone and worried.
Often I remember some sensations clearly from past lives to this day. And in Lately in a dream it strikes me like lightning and I see myself in another incarnation and “it's me” is spinning in my head.
I also remember a few foxes from childhood, or what it is without a clue. It’s like I’m a lifeless body, sorry for the terrible details, but it consists of nothing but muscles, I’m shaking, there’s an endless desert around, only rails, I stagger these rails and immediately after that a train passes through them. I think this is some kind of clue for me in this incarnation. Perhaps I was “showed” this before my birth. All my life I have been trying to decipher, probably the train symbolizes time, and this body is inaction and passivity, because of which I can lose time and literally “the train will leave.” Probably in this life I need to “catch” some train.

Thanks for the interesting story! I sent you an offer of cooperation by e-mail. Did you receive a letter?

Good afternoon.

I wanted to ask if it is possible to personally contact someone from those who have encountered similar cases? Perhaps the child told a story, did your parents tell you about what you said as a child, or do you remember it yourself?

I am a student art university and my project is connected with rebirths and as a research topic I would like to personally communicate with someone.

The topic is interesting. Some children have an open mind and they remember their past lives. This is all understandable. We all spin in the wheel of reincarnations. And we live great amount times. But there are Star children, such as Indigo and crystal. They also talk about themselves. But not about past lives and about where their star homeland is. About their planets, about their spiritual Kin. My friend has a friend who is a crystal girl. She is 9 years old now. I stopped talking about it .... And such cases are not isolated. A girl with a very deep and adult look. From the moment of birth, she looked through the eyes of an adult, consciously. This is the most main feature such children. Is on self-study at home. Refuses to go to school. Does not recognize the school system, any violence. She does not get along with children who are not like her. Different thinking ... Feels people through and through, any insincerity, falseness. She is also a very creative person. Such children are born more and more often. They come here without karma, they are different. Do not spin in the wheel of reincarnation. They come from the Higher Worlds. I continue to watch this girl with pleasure.

Dara, it is for such children that this topic was created on the site, so that their parents would be more attentive and appreciate such messengers of the cosmos. It would be great if you share your observations about this girl. I am ready to publish them and promote them in the ways available to me. Write - send to the address in "Contacts".

And I often have deja vu, and so real and vivid that I am absolutely sure that I lived in those frames that the brain gives out. For example, when I first arrived in another country and walked through the forest, in an instant I suddenly clearly realized that I had already been here. And not just was, but I know every tree, bush. I know that behind the hillock there will be a stream and a cellar dug in the ground. And so it turned out. Perhaps this is my past in which I lived? Or rather, one of them.

These most interesting examples are the most direct confirmation of the transmigration of souls and reincarnation. It often happens to me, too, when you start to “remember” something that definitely didn’t happen to you in this life.

When my daughter was 3 years old, I asked her who she was in a past life, at that time she was jumping on the sofa and immediately rapped out “Baba Tanya”. Baba Tanya is my husband's mother, her grandmother, whom I can't stand! My daughter is already 8 years old, and I keep thinking, what would that mean? By the way, after a while I asked again, but she no longer understood the question and did not answer anything.

I somehow read such stories at night and I had a dream: I am an Indian, I have a 10-year-old son. I'm scared to death of my husband, but I love another man. I'm going to run away with him. Then my son appears and I cry, stroke his face and say that I will return. Then my husband comes out, I get scared and say something like that I love him. He seems to guess. I don't know what kind of dream. But I used to think that in a past life I was a soldier in the Second World War, I often dreamed about the war, they killed me or how I was hiding in a building from the Germans, I had a small child with me.

Thanks for sharing. From dreams it is difficult to determine who we were exactly in a past life, since memories can come from different incarnations.

Hello everyone! I was born on 06/04/1986. As a child (I’m not a writer, I’ll warn you right away, I’ll state it as best I can) I was very drawn to the time before the war period. I don’t know how to convey that state (it’s like I lived for a very long time in the same house ,in home, and I left) To my parents, I don’t even remember if I said it or not, but I knew and dreamed at that time to buy bread, a lot of bread. I remember one of the adults asked me a question, what is your dream? I understood with my gut, until a certain time (age), that I don’t belong here. Each of us has a feeling that he is a super person, you will agree, especially at 18 ....
I don’t feel like writing anymore) I’m dying in the bathroom) p.s. I’m not registered with psychdis ...
I think those who felt will understand.
Waiting for an answer.

Hello Victor. Here you will definitely not be taken for a psycho)), because. gathered people who in one way or another faced similar phenomena. Any vague sensations and impressions of some other life in another period of time can be associated with partial memories of past lives. In fact, such sensations and memories are often found in people's lives, just few people pay attention to them. Many do not consider them worthy of attention. Thanks for sharing!

Hello. My son was born in 1991, did not speak until he was 3 years old, when he was 1.5 - 2 years old, I put him to bed during the day, I myself lay down next to him, he fell asleep and I slowly began to get out of bed, he shuddered , whimpered and spoke (with his eyes closed), as if I won’t tell now, but the meaning was such that he was riding in a bus, described the weather, the bright sun and a summer day, then an accident, he flew out through the windshield, there were fragments all around, blood, green grass , dead people, he even named the brand of the PAZ bus. At that moment I experienced a real shock - a child who did not speak at all told a whole confession in correct Russian, just like an adult. He began to talk almost a year after this incident. At the age of 4, he walked with his grandmother from kindergarten and on the way he told her something (I don’t remember what, a lot of time passed), she constantly asked him who told you this - this can’t be, he answers her: parents, she says your parents couldn’t tell you that, but he tells her grandmother is not these parents (then the grandmother became terribly), she says: what are they ?, he grinned and says these are the parents who are different, they live there, she asks: where is it ?, he says, well, there, it’s like a pipe, I tell you I’ll show you now, they walked past the reinforced concrete ring (well), he let her down and says, well, how is it over there in the pipe. My eldest son started talking at 11 months and nothing like this happened to him.

Hello. Thanks for your story! From such stories there is an idea of ​​life as a continuous process with a change of scenery. And new children, or as I call them “children of the future”, help us to realize that in fact a person is immortal.

Good afternoon.
It would be good for you to understand the meaning of life. In what happens to our "I", in the physical body. Realizing this, you will understand the reasons for these memories. They are, of course, for "something". But for now, you are just stating them. Memories of past lives, of early childhood are like a tool for adjusting awareness, one's self-perception. But, how can you do the tuning if the necessary "parameters" are not known to you. To be aware of these parameters and to be aware of the meaning of life is one and the same.
Sincerely.

Good afternoon.
I have a question, I’ll start with the fact that when my first son was born, that feeling of his look does not leave me, I mean the first look, he was so thirsty for help, the baby was constantly crying, especially the look was expressed when I bathed him, after everything passed, maybe is it connected with a past life？after when the second son was born, his gaze was studying
everything around and the name of my face, it all didn’t last long somewhere in the week, when I asked my friends, mother or acquaintances what was the first look of their baby, then everyone somehow didn’t attach any importance to this and always asked what? does not remember what look we had, we have three children in the family

Victoria, our children are always connected with us through past lives, because people in the family have karmic connections from past lives.

Dear Sergey!
I will be glad to tell you about my experience, as I have always been attracted to this topic: the past and its perception by different people, the psychology of artistic creativity. I try not to believe in reincarnation, although I do not deny such a possibility. I am a believer, therefore I do not undertake to take on such a responsibility, arguing that God can do something, but not something, or all his possibilities are exhausted by revelations. Perhaps we cannot even imagine all the diversity and complexity of the world, and it is more useful for our souls not to know something. Therefore, you should not limit your consciousness to sacred texts, but you should not fantasize too much on this topic. Human conjectures and fabrications will remain human conjectures. And yet there are a number of facts, an attempt to substantiate which, even without any connection with the phenomenon of reincarnation, can lead us to amazing discoveries, to the knowledge of how our mind, memory, etc. works. After all, one should not deny the possibility of the existence of the noosphere, etc. e. Can these cases be explained by something else? For example, as in this story with Kevin. After all, no one in the Roberts family died, this is not connected with rebirth. But the dog, and the house, and so on are described correctly. And why was he so persistent in calling James Roberts his father? Where does all this information come from? Let's put aside the religious notions of karma etc. and analyze the facts. I will tell you the details in a personal letter. Sincerely, Victor.

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A few months ago, on one of the information portals, I came across an article in which some rather unusual children's statements were collected. It was also interesting to read the reaction of readers to these statements. In short, the reaction can be divided into two types.

1. Those who believe in reincarnation and past lives. Such users reacted quite calmly to these children's statements, realizing that all this is connected with past lives.
2. Those who do not believe in reincarnation. From such readers one could hear something like: "A child's fantasy is good."

Let's talk a little about this. And I will start with an excerpt from the AllatRa book, where it is very well written about all this.

« What is a human being? A human being during life is a multidimensional spatial object, which is built around the Soul and has its own intelligent Personality. The habitual form and structure of the physical body visible to the eye, together with its physical and chemical processes and control system (including the material brain), is just a part of the overall human structure, which belongs to the three-dimensional dimension. That is, a person consists of the Soul along with its information shells, the Personality and the structure, so to speak, consisting of various fields of other dimensions (including the physical body located in the three-dimensional dimension).

What is an intelligent person? In a new construction, in a new body, a new Personality is also formed - this is who any person feels during his lifetime, the one who makes a choice between the Spiritual and Animal natures, analyzes, draws conclusions, accumulates personal baggage of sensual and emotional dominants. If during a life a person spiritually develops so much that his Personality merges with the Soul, then a qualitatively new, mature Being is formed, different from the human, which goes into spiritual world. This is, in fact, what is called "liberation of the Soul from the captivity of the material world", "departure to Nirvana", "achievement of holiness" and so on. If such a merger did not occur during a human life, then after the death of the physical body and the destruction of the energy structure, this intelligent Personality leaves with the Soul for rebirth (reincarnation), turning, let’s say conditionally, to understand the essence, into a subpersonality. When the physical body dies, the human being continues to exist. In the transition state, it has a spherical shape with spiral structures. This formation contains the Soul along with its information shells - subpersonalities from previous incarnations, including the Personality from a recent life.

In the photograph of the Soul, the marginal shell is clearly visible. It consists (as it deepens towards the ball) of red (the remainder vital energy- prana), as well as yellow and white and yellow flowers other energies. The spherical shape itself is sky blue with hints of light green; has a characteristic spiral structure, twisted towards the center, with shades of the rainbow and white blotches.

The information shells located around the Soul are sensory-emotional clusters, more precisely, a reasonable information structure, which can be compared associatively with a kind of nebula. Simply put, these are former Personalities from past incarnations. There can be many such subpersonalities near the Soul, depending on how many reincarnations a person had.

Anastasia: It turns out that a subpersonality is a Personality, like you, who was active in past incarnations of your Soul.

Rigden: Yes. In other words, this former Personality from a past life with all the baggage of sensory-emotional dominants (positive or negative) that she accumulated in her time during her life, that is, with the result of her lifetime choice.

A personality, as a rule, does not have a direct connection with subpersonalities, therefore a person does not remember past lives and, accordingly, the experience, acquired knowledge of these subpersonalities. But in rare cases, when certain circumstances are imposed, a vague feeling of deja vu is possible, or short-term spontaneous manifestations of the activity of the last (preceding the current incarnation) subpersonality. This is especially true for a person in early childhood.

There are cases recorded in the works of psychiatry, when children who do not have any abnormalities, with healthy parents, show short-term unnatural behavior akin to borderline personality disorder. I will give one of the examples. A four-year-old girl began to have the same dream: against the backdrop of light, a boy who calls her to him, but does not let her into the light. She began to complain to her parents about this depressing dream, and in the evenings she began to show unpredictable, previously unusual aggressive behavior and unusual strength. A four-year-old girl in anger overturned tables, chairs, a heavy cabinet, did not recognize her mother, threw a tantrum at her in an accusatory manner that “you are not my mother”, “you will die anyway” and so on. That is, the words and behavior of the girl were unnatural for her, but very characteristic of a subpersonality that survived reincarnation and is in a state of "hell", experiencing torment and animal pain. And the next day the child again became normal, behaved as usual. This is a typical case of a short-term manifestation of the negativism of the previous subpersonality. The best thing that can be done in this case is to actively develop the child's intellect, expand his horizons of knowledge of the world and wait for the primary surge to occur, a new Personality to form.

The primary surge occurs, as a rule, by the age of 5–7 years of a person's life. The fact is that in early childhood, before the primary surge, a similar short-term activation of the previous Personality (subpersonality) can occur. The latter, while a new Personality is being formed, is trying to break through to consciousness and seize power over a person.

But much more often there are other cases of manifestation of subpersonality. This is when children aged 3–5 years (at a time when a new Personality has not yet been formed) begin to reason from the position of an adult, experienced person. In rare cases, these may be detailed details of their previous adult lives that are essentially impossible to know at that age. And most often it happens that a child unexpectedly wisely speaks out for some reason, expressing clearly not childish thoughts, and this sometimes mystically frightens adults. Parents should not be afraid of such manifestations, but should simply understand their nature. When the Personality of the child is formed, they will pass.

So, each subpersonality retains the individuality of its past consciousness in the form of desires, aspirations that dominated during its active life. Personality, as I have already said, has no direct connection with subpersonalities, that is, a person consciously does not remember his past lives. However, on a subconscious level, such a connection between the Personality and subpersonalities is preserved. Indirectly, the latter can influence the Personality and “push” it to certain actions, inclining it to make certain decisions. This happens on an unconscious level. In addition, subpersonalities, figuratively speaking, are like “foggy light filters”, due to which the direct connection between the Soul and the new Personality is significantly hindered, so to speak, between the source of Light and the one who needs it.” (pp. 83-89)

Well, now, I will give examples of interesting children's statements, of which there are enough on the Internet.

I do not give the full story, because it is long, but in short, Maxim's mother had an older brother, 14 years older than her. He loved and cared for his sister very much, their dad died early. My brother was a civil aviation pilot who died in a car accident while returning home from a flight. The story ends with the words of little Maxim: “Do you remember, I promised to take you on a plane? So, when I grow up, I will definitely become a pilot and fulfill my promise, mom!”

“In a Druze community on the border of Syria and Israel, a boy was born with a long red mark on his head.

When the child was 3 years old, he told his parents that he had been killed in a past life. He also remembered that his death had come from a blow to the head with an axe.

When the boy was brought to the village from his memories, he was able to say his name in a past life. Local residents said that such a person actually lived here, but disappeared about 4 years ago.

The boy remembered not only his house, but also named his killer.

When meeting with the child, this man seemed frightened, but he never confessed to the crime. Then the boy pointed out the place where the murder took place.

And to the surprise of everyone, a human skeleton and an ax were found at this very place, which turned out to be a murder weapon.

The skull of the found skeleton was damaged, and exactly the same the mark was on the head of the child.»

“At the age of three, the boy startled his parents by declaring that he was not their son, and that his former name was Chen Mingdao!

The boy described in detail the place where he lived before, and even named the names of his parents.

He also remembered that he died during the revolutionary actions from saber blows and shots. And on the stomach of the child were actually birthmarks that look like saber marks.

It turned out that Tang Jiangshan's former birthplace was not that far away. And when the boy was 6 years old, he and his parents went to his former native village.

Despite his childhood, Tang Jiangshan was able to find his home without difficulty. To the surprise of everyone, the boy was fluent in the dialect of the place where they arrived.

Entering the house, he recognized his former father and introduced himself as Chen Mingdao. Sande - the boy's former father could hardly believe the child's story, but the details that the boy told about his past life made him recognize his son.

Since that time, Tang Jiangshan has had another family. His father from a past life and his sisters accepted him as the former Chen Mingdao.”

(Eng. IanPretymanStevenson) (October 31, 1918 - February 8, 2007) - Canadian-American biochemist and psychiatrist. The object of his study was the presence in children of information about the lives of people who lived before them (which, according to Stevenson, proved reincarnation, or reincarnation).

Over the course of 40 years, Stevenson investigated over 3,000 cases of reports of children claiming past events. Each time, the researcher documented the child's stories and compared them to the actual events.

Stevenson tried to find explanations for the phenomenon not only from the point of view of the possibility of transmigration of souls, he tried to exclude both deliberate deception and cases when children could accidentally obtain information in the usual way or if there is a high probability of false memories of both the subject himself and members of his current or alleged past family . Stevenson rejected several cases. Stevenson did not claim that his research proved the existence of reincarnations, cautiously referring to these facts as "putative reincarnation", and considered reincarnation not the only, but still the best explanation for most of the cases he studied.

After spending many years researching reincarnation, Stevenson wrote:

"Orthodox theory in psychiatry and psychology presents human personality as a product of the genetic material of a person (inherited from ancestors through parents), changing under the influence of the environment in the prenatal and postnatal periods. But I have found that there are cases that we cannot satisfactorily explain by genetics, influence environment or a combination of them" ("Family Circle", June 14, 1978)

Stevenson had his own system of study, his own set of techniques. In his work, the doctor was based on the following principles:

• families in which there was a child who had information about the lives of already deceased people were never paid a monetary reward,
• studies were conducted mainly with children from two to four years old,
• only one for which it was possible to obtain documentary evidence of the recalled events was considered a proven case.

Jan loved working with children. They usually remember "their" previous life and start talking about it from the age of two or three. The most typical is the age of two to four years, less often memories of a past life appear in older children. Often a child begins to talk about his former life as soon as he has learned to speak. Sometimes he has to use gestures to complete what he cannot express clearly in words (Stevenson. Reincarnation: Field Studies and Theoretical Issues, p. 637.)

By the age of five or six (and almost certainly by eight) these memories fade and disappear. This is the same age at which the child's social circle expands, he begins to go to school, etc. Presumably, this new experience is superimposed in the child's memory on those layers that contain memories of the previous life, and over time, the latter become inaccessible.

(Stevenson. Explanatory Value of the Idea of ​​Reincarnation. - Journal of Nervous and Mental Disease, May 1977, p. 317.)

In many cases, the first words spoken by children are the names of the places where they lived or the names of people they knew before, which completely discourages their parents.

Talking about a past life, the child may behave somewhat strangely. His behavior may seem unusual for members of his family, but be consistent with what he says about his previous life (and in most cases it is found to be in full agreement with the description given by the relatives of the deceased person) ... Another feature: the child often shows “ adult" attitude to the world and behaves beyond his years seriously, wisely, and sometimes with patronizing indulgence towards other children. This is characteristic of those cases where the subject is convinced that he is still an adult, and not a child.

(Stevenson. Reincarnation: Field Studies and Theoretical Issues, pp. 637-38.)

Subjects often talk about the strangeness of their sensations in physical bodies. They express dissatisfaction with the fact that they turned out to be small children in them.

(Stevenson. The Possible Nature of Post-Mortem States. - Journal of the American Society for Psychical Research, October 1980, p. 417.)

The events that children remember best are related to the death of their former self and the circumstances leading up to it. If a person says that in a previous life he did not die by his own death, then traces may remain on the body in the form of moles, birthmarks, scars, scars. About 35% of children who spoke about their past life had birthmarks or birth defects, the location of which corresponds to wounds (usually fatal) on the body of the person whose life the child remembers.

(Stevenson. Reincarnation: Field Studies and Theoretical Issues, p. 654.)

The information from Stevenson's research, which I briefly cited in short passages, in my opinion, correlates very well with what is written in AllatRa. At what age do unusual children's statements begin and end, what is their nature and behavior of the child.

Well, one more thing, which I will leave without comment. In some cases, children talk about how they chose their own parents. Here are some examples of such statements. How true these statements are, I cannot judge.

Children are able to remember their past lives, sometimes in detail. Below are two cases where their memories were true.

The boy remembers how he jumped out of the window of a burning building

"Before I was a child, I had black hair," said Luke, the two-year-old son of insurance salesman Nick and his wife Erica of Cincinnati, Ohio. At first, his parents did not attach any importance to his words, considering these to be fantasies that are often inherent in children. But such statements became more and more, as a result, the family came to a startling discovery.

Luke's story was featured on the A&E network program The Ghost Inside My Child.

One day, Erica was wearing earrings and Luke told her, "When I was a girl, I had similar earrings."

When it came to choosing a name for an animal, he always suggested the name Pam. Erica was surprised by this, she did not know where he heard this name, it seemed to her that this was a strange choice. Finally she asked, "Who is Pam?" He replied, “That was me. Then I died, went to heaven, God brought me back. When I woke up I was a child and you called me Luke."

After that, she decided not to mention Pam's name again. Nick was especially skeptical about the idea of ​​x. They didn't believe in reincarnation in their home.

When Luke was four years old, he watched TV and became very upset when he saw a report about a building explosion. Erica switched the program and told Luke that everything was fine, no one was hurt. To which he said: "But I'm dead, I don't like to think about it, it upsets me." He said he remembers dying in a fire when he jumped out of a window to avoid the flames. The mother asked if it looked like on TV, she thought that he just took the program to heart. He said it was different, there was no explosion, it was just a fire.

He remembered that the fire broke out in Chicago. He was sure it was Chicago.

A Google search for the words "Pamela Chicago fire" turned up a result that made Erica creepy. Pamela Robinson died in 1993 during a fire at the Paxton Hotel in Chicago, she jumped from the window of a burning building.

Erica and Nick were shocked. They continued to search for information. It turned out that Robinson was black, it seemed strange to Erika that Luke could belong to another race.

Erica asked her son: "What color was Pamela's skin?" "Dark," he answered without hesitation.

Erica then printed out a picture of Robinson along with pictures of other people and asked Luke if he recognized anyone. Pointing to Robinson, he said, "That's Pam." He said he remembers how the photo was taken.

The girl remembers that in a past life she drowned while playing with her brother.

Dr. Ian Stevenson of the University of Virginia, a leading facto researcher, has recorded thousands of cases in which children remembered their own. In a report published in 1988, he noted two cases in which he was able to verify the facts told by children. In the examples described, the families of the children and their alleged relatives shared long distances and the families did not know each other.

A three-year-old girl from Sri Lanka named Thusita said that she lived near the river in a village called Kataragama and her stupid brother pushed her into the river. She said that her father sold flowers at Kiri Vahara, a Buddhist temple, their house was located next to it.

Researchers interviewed flower vendors at Kiri Wahara in Kataragama and found a family who had a daughter who drowned in the river a few years ago, they also had a demented son. In total, Thusita made 30 statements about her past life. Of these, 25 turned out to be correct, two could not be verified, and three did not match.

Some general statements were applicable to many families, but a few were very specific and unusual for this region. For example, she said that the family had two houses, one of them had glass in the roof. This family really had two houses, one of them had a glazed roof. She also talked about tethered dogs that were fed meat. In this region, dogs are rarely kept as pets, most dogs are stray and feed on garbage. This family lived next door to hunters who fed the dogs with meat.

The girl's incorrect statements can be caused by confusion in memories. For example, the description of her father did not match, but was very similar to the description of other men from this family.

Read carefully!! Please read the letter carefully! We had a normal and ordinary family like. Once, about 3 years ago, we hired a housekeeper because we couldn't handle the housework ourselves. But life was still not sweet. My older sister raised me and my brother alone, it was hard, but everything was fine, we didn’t need anything. At first, everything was fine, after 2 weeks the housekeeper became a little strange, she began to be afraid of any rustle in our house, over time, when she was cleaning, she felt even worse and worse (let's call her Lyudmila, I don’t remember her name anymore). I found an explanation for myself - I thought that I was drinking 100%, or I was sick with something. And then the day came when she came .. but .. after 35 minutes she asked to return home, because she felt terrible ... The next day, she comes ... she no longer enters our house, she stands at the threshold. Crying, even sobbing, she says: everything .. I can’t do it anymore, I don’t know what they want from me (says to my sister) they ask me to tell you that the time has come .. (my sister asks who asks ??? what time?) but she is sobbing, shouting something .. it means she is trying to give our money back - for the work that we gave her - her sister does not take of course. She takes this money and runs away. She said something else, but I don't remember what. It seems they forgot this strange lady and everything is calm. But.. a couple of days later, my sister wakes up at night... wakes me up, shaking... I don't understand what happened at all. At that moment, when I was already completely awake, I saw her crazy eyes .. I felt sick ... she chokingly walks from corner to corner and constantly repeated: I remembered ... I remembered .... I was sitting in an armchair, I It was terribly scary, what happened to her? what does she say? some kind of nonsense! And at that moment the phone rang... I wanted to pick up the phone, I held out my hand, and suddenly... my sister abruptly almost rushes at me and says in a trembling voice: Don't pick it up!! Don't pick it up!! it's them!! I sat back in my seat. She began to speak: I remembered my past life... I saw it with my own eyes.. I remembered how I was dying.. I was lying on the bed... the railings of the bed were made of iron pattern.. I was alone in the room.. I was dying. I was very very old.. I was dying of death.. there was no one around. Suddenly, my whole life passed before my eyes in seconds .. I died ... then I walked along the corridor, the corridor was very dark, but at the end there was light. I walked, walked for a very long time. Soon everything became brighter and brighter... I entered... I was in paradise... I saw paradise... I saw God. .. ´´ she says choking, and sometimes interjecting - we must tell you quickly so as not to forget... ´ We live on this planet more than once! I just remembered this! If we live life wrong, then we die and are born again. God gives everyone such an opportunity, everyone should go to heaven, hell, one might say, turns out to be on earth, because we will die and be born again and again until we change our lives. When we die, God takes away all memory. If in a past life you grew up in a rich and secure family, you had everything and you did not believe in God and did not live according to his laws, then in your next life you can be born in a poor family, where there is poverty and hunger. Anything can happen. When you die, God gives you some pluses in life - for example, beauty, intelligence, talent, and can take happiness from you, for example, it all depends on how much you lived correctly. My sister says that God gave her strength and intelligence (she is a pretty girl and very interesting person I want to say that she always had a lot of fans, but in general she is a little ugly - but after 5 minutes of talking with her, anyone will be delighted - because she is smart from God and a very interesting girl, here) but I also took something - probably a part beauty, I don’t remember anymore - maybe I’m wrong about beauty, so we’ll skip it. Then she says: And then I remembered everything, all my lives. And God gave me a chance to change again .. because if you lived your life as God wants, that is, the right life, you do not linger on the planet, God simply takes you. And... I remember how I am born again... when a child is born, he remembers everything... but every day he forgets more and more.. that's why I am born again... Because how can God just take and let a man go to hell? It's impossible! He created us, we are a part of him, a likeness of him.. Therefore, Jesus was born, he opened this door with a key... Sveta - she addresses me (my pseudonym) Do you believe me? I look at her with stunned eyes, myself in full of shock.. what to say.. nothing came to mind... ´´ I don't know ´´ - I say. In general, she was very strange the next day (this is understandable). The next day, the conversation took place again. She says: Sveta .. I sometimes hear voices in my head, I know they say that you are in a different time. I'm all mixed up.. sometimes I don't really know what time I'm in right now. Our soul can live in several bodies at once, you do not know this, but it is so. Sometimes my sister would ask me what century is it? what year? I was horrified and desperate .. I was scared for her .. because this is a dear and beloved little man ... everyone can understand me. That day she went to a believing family. I called her boyfriend, told what was happening, he went to her. Voobsehm letter and so dragged on. I'll tell you about the main thing. Her boyfriend took her to a doctor she knew.. she was in the hospital for 2 weeks on pills and slept almost all the time. After she came to her senses for another half a year. Then she told me ´´ Sveta, that day I looked out the window... you know what I saw?? everything was normal and suddenly... all the people... all the cars... everything moving stopped. Like a pause in a movie... I heard a voice... God spoke... you see, he said that life is a moment, it was and it is not. Look at everyone, everyone is in a hurry somewhere.. everyone is always in a hurry somewhere.. why?? if one problem is solved, there will always be another .. each of them does not remember what they need ... why something is always missing, for something in this life they run and fuss ... Then I heard voices that say steel to me - you're at the wrong time, you can't be here, your time hasn't come yet .. you must return .. come back, you have a lot more to do there! Come back! And I returned .. I remembered everything of the Light. Everything.
My sister says that the pills that she was given only worsened the situation, all the drugs locked everything she experienced inside her, that she lives with it .. Seikhhas she is doing well ... her family, baby and loving husband .. eats everything. But she says that she will not live long on this planet... she is confident, because she knows that there is another life, she saw it, she remembered everything ..
Girls, this is absolutely true. Not a bit thoughtful .. probably I even forgot to add something. She is not sick, she is a normal person, a loving wife and mother. It was a little hard in life, but it's nothing to do with it, I'm sure. I can also add that some of my friends, I don’t understand at all why, for no reason, at all different people who had never even met each other - they told me that when they mess with me or my family, some very strange sensation, completely incomprehensible, a little scary .. they don’t know how to explain. I want to note how several completely different people spoke like this - who are completely unfamiliar with each other. There were other strange cases in life .. but more on that later, too much at once. Thank you for reading, I hope you understand.

Indisputable evidence of reincarnation is the memories of children about a past life.

Children are incorruptible witnesses who describe events that they could not have known about. They expand our understanding of this world and the laws of being.

Sam's story. My own grandfather

Little Sam surprised his parents by claiming he saw his car in an old photo!

The father showed the child a family photo album, and one of the photos showed the car of Sam's grandfather, who died before he was born.

Seeing the car in the photo, the child said with complete confidence: “This is my car!” Sam's mother reacted with complete disbelief to the statement of the child, and decided to "test" him.

She showed Sam a photograph of the boy's grandfather as a child, surrounded by his peers. Even the mother herself could hardly find Sam's grandfather.

To everyone's surprise, Sam pointed to the boy in the photo and said, "It's me!" He unmistakably found "himself", that is, his grandfather, among the children who were depicted in the photograph.

Sam also said that he knows about the death of "his" sister. Grandpa Sam's sister was indeed killed, about which the boy said: "Bad people killed her."

This case was investigated by the famous American scientist Jim Tucker.

In his work, he studied more than 2,500 children's memories of past lives. Dr. Tucker was professional in his work and took into account the influence of parents on children's memories.

After meeting with Sam, he came to the conclusion that the boy's memories are true - information about his grandfather could not be obtained from his parents, and he simply could not know some facts.

The boy found his killer in a past life

In a Druze community on the border of Syria and Israel, a boy was born with a long red mark on his head.

When the child was 3 years old, he told his parents that he had been killed in a past life. He also remembered that his death had come from a blow to the head with an axe.

When the boy was brought to the village from his memories, he was able to say his name in a past life. Local residents said that such a person actually lived here, but disappeared about 4 years ago.

The boy remembered not only his house, but also named his killer.

When meeting with the child, this man seemed frightened, but he never confessed to the crime. Then the boy pointed out the place where the murder took place.

And to the surprise of everyone, a human skeleton and an ax were found at this very place, which turned out to be a murder weapon.

The skull of the found skeleton was damaged, and exactly the same There was also a mark on the child's head.

I am not your son

Just as interesting is the story of a man named Tang Jiangshan. He was born in the Chinese province of Hainan in the city of Dongfang.

At the age of three, the boy startled his parents by declaring that he was not their son and that his former name was Chen Mingdao!

The boy described in detail the place where he lived before, and even named the names of his parents.

He also remembered that he died during the revolutionary actions from saber blows and shots. And on the stomach of the child were actually birthmarks, similar to traces from a saber.

It turned out that Tang Jiangshan's former birthplace was not that far away. And when the boy was 6 years old, he and his parents went to his former native village.

Despite his childhood, Tang Jiangshan was able to find his home without difficulty. To the surprise of everyone, the boy was fluent in the dialect of the place where they arrived.

Entering the house, he recognized his former father and introduced himself as Chen Mingdao. Sande - the boy's former father could hardly believe the child's story, but the details that the boy told about his past life made him recognize his son.

Since that time, Tang Jiangshan has had another family. His father from a past life and his sisters accepted him as the former Chen Mingdao.

How is my mom?!

At the age of 6, Cameron Macaulay began to talk about how he used to live in another house. Each time, his descriptions of his past life became more and more detailed.

The child named the island where he used to live, described the house and his family. Cameron often worried that his mother missed him, the boy wanted to meet his family again and say that he was doing well.

Norma, Cameron's mother in real life, could not calmly look at her son's experiences. And she decided on a trip to find the very house that her son spoke so much about.

Inviting psychologist Dr. Jim Tucker, who specializes in past lives, to travel to the Isle of Barra. According to the boy's stories, they found the very house where Cameron lived.

It turned out that the former owners were no longer alive, and the new owner met Cameron and his mother.

Norma was worried that it would be hard for her son to find out that he had not met those for whom they had come. But, fortunately, Cameron looked around the house, remembered all his rooms and his favorite places, and calmly accepted the fact that his former family was gone.

After the trip, Norma became convinced that her son's stories were not a deviation in the child's psyche or his fantasy, but a real story.

They returned home with Cameron, and he no longer worried about meeting his former family.

All these stories prove that children's memories of a past life can be real, and parents do not pay attention to them.

Or maybe this is how the child wants to tell parents important facts that will help parents understand

Based on the book "Children Who Lived Before: Reincarnation Today" by Trutz Hardo.