while reading this reply, it might help if you listen to this.
@roundsquare, this is one of the hardest things for me describe, so I’ll be writing in free form. Take from it what you will. Here goes…
It’s easy to dismiss accounts of past-life memory as Déjà vu, which is commonly seen as nothing special. The problem comes in discerning our imagination from real memory; then figuring out if the memory is from the current or past life. There is more to it than that, and it gets very complicated as the more you try to define my “source”, the further you get from what it is in the first place. I’m only so sure of a “source” at all because of my experience and perception which I can only begin to describe…
Kids go in and out of reality all of the time. This seems like, and may be, imagination, but what if their ‘imaginary friend’ is some personality from their past/future.. or what if their vivid account of some far-fetched story has some truth to it? The reason kids do this is because they don’t keep themselves anchored in the Now as much as adults do.. When I finallly realized and understood this.. I had a vision that my essence was in a place of light with what felt like a council of helpful, nameless, yet familiar spirits in the form of intention and energy. They surrounded me with assurance, possibility, knowing, and most of all love. This place/feeling was so profound that it obliterated all preconceptions from my being, and redefined (or maybe undefined) the depth of my nature. It was the closest I’ve ever felt to truth. This was an existence without time or space- my source for knowledge.
I know that something is important when it harks back to that powerful feeling, whether it be past, present, or future. It feels kind of like a reminder (of who and/or what I am)... or a wake-up call (depending on how mindful I’m being at the time).
It is often triggered from looking into people’s eyes, especially those who also get it. It happens as a silent communication, which if you think about it, some people do all the time.
Once, I was watching my girlfriend just sleep, just looking at her beautiful face, and I got the feeling like I was being watched back. I had a ‘memory’ then, and it almost made me cry. It was like I suddenly remembered how much I had loved her. I also remember there was something about what has kept us apart for so long, I just can’t place it, like the whole fogged mirror thing. Echoes of this feeling were in other lovers, but never as strong. Maybe I have always been looking for the same person, and have just been finding different pieces of her in my search. I get very strong “psychic” feelings around my current girl, who I am sure is my soul mate :)
Other clues come all of the time; they come in combinations of other evocative sensations marked by a feeling of Ah Ha! (like I’ve been smelling of cinnamon, wind, coffee, and mountains lately for some reason). I believe the only reason people hold on to reason so much, is because they can’t wrap their heads around the truth of things. It is much easier to think things are simple, but I know that whatever it is, is in all of us. So, when thirty women and two guys all claim to have been Joan of Arc in a past life, maybe they are all right, because we all share the same matter. When someone says they feel like they’ve met me before, they have. Just maybe not in this life time.
We all get these feelings of truth; sometimes it is just the feeling of floating, or the hairs on the back of our souls stand up… but I know that there is something we all tap in to sometimes.
That was my attempt at explaining the unexplainable. Ask me this question seven different times, and you’ll get seven different answers. I can only say that I am being truthful and honest about my interpretation, understanding is up to you :)