A couple of past life experiences
 

When I go to a place that has large cliffs, forested area, and a
beach/ocean nearby, I always find myself with the overwhelming urge to
cry. I most often isolate myself from the rest of the people I’m with
until the trip is over. I never, ever enjoy trips to places like this.
I’d think that I would quite enjoy trips like those. I mean, I love
high places, I love the beach, and I love the forest. However, when I encounter them together, I can’t but want to leave and go back home.

The reason for this, as I’ve learned, is because in a past life, I
lost the battle for my life in an area as I described. I won’t go
deeply into detail due to the aforementioned reluctance to release too
much information. However, I know that whatever remains of that body
if anything, lies at the bottom of an ocean beside a cliff that bears
a forest. I remember also that it was raining, but no mental scar
seems to be sustained about the rain.

That life left me with many mental scars, most of which have trailed
off into this life even before I remembered why. For example, I’m very
mistrusting, and I never have shown trust. My personality, other than
the fact that I’ve matured a fair bit, hasn’t changed since I was a
child, though I’ve gained a few mental scars here and there from this
life. Other than that, essentially I’m the same person I was when I
was 6, only bigger.

As for details of the second past life I’d like to share, there’s not
much really to share. I was a simple housecat with a loving owner and
a high sense of adventure, as any cat does. I often slept by the wood
stove for warmth, which isn’t all too special. I think I had a red
collar too, with a little bell or a tag of some sort on it. I lived in
a wintery place, I don’t remember a time where there wasn’t snow- but
I don’t have too many memories from that life so it could simply be
that I remember winter best.

I went outside sometimes, though I never really left the yard.
Granted, it was a big yard. The house was pretty big and had an open
layout; I don’t think there could have been more than one or two rooms
that were closed off. Other than that, I would say I was just a cat
and did things that any normal cat does.

Thank you for reading my post, and since I've had trouble with topics
regarding spirits and my spirituality on the forum I’d like to ask
that if you have any opinions that’s great- but I’m not asking for
advice or council of any kind, nor am I asking for protection from my
“evil past life,” or anything to the like.

I’m simply sharing stories
which I hold dear to me, maybe not in the sense that I thoroughly
enjoy every aspect of them, but they’re important to me as my entire
spirituality is. Comments are welcomed, however, I don't much like
negativity on my posts unless you're sharing a similar experience,
thank you.

Also, I apologize for the weird positioning of the post.

Sunny days and fields make me cry.

That was deep and rather beautiful. I knew someone who'd been a horse once.
Always made me laugh when he pointed at a field and said "I galloped over that bit."
I know a little of what that's like...About a body not being found and the soul unable to find closure. Still being trapped somewhat.

I had a dream that I was a goat in a past life, it was fascinating to experience. The farmland in my dream is situated close to my home town in Indiana. I never spent much time in the area growing up, but when I visit it feels like something is pulling me there. :hug2:

I once found a real deep affinity to a place, somewhere I'd never been before but it felt like I'd known it forever, the first place in my life that really felt like home.
It moved me so much I ended up writing a reincarnation-themed novel about it.

I can relate, many things have brought me so much joy and so much pain, things experiance from this life but conditioned from a previous life.
though meditation I have managed to recall much more from past life but I never remember being an animal, I think it would be a wonderful experiance but one I habe yet to have.

But from as early as I can remember I remember thinhs from a past life I knew and could explain things that no one around me could, but this came to be a double edged sword as many people didn't belive me and was often called a lier, only recently have I begun to talk about them again but I try to focus on the memories that bring me happiness than the one that bring sadness, but I can say that I understand the feeling of fear or sadness to an event not expiranced with one current form.

Thank You Kimi

I have heard a lot about children who remember past life experiences, they are almost always told they are making it up and they gradually come to believe it and forget.
In India, where reincarnation is an accepted fact, the children are taken at face value by adults, this is why most of the past life studies done focus on Indian children