Reincarnation?

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Somewhat different than ghostly phenomenon so I didn't want to hijack Reb's thread. As I expressed my feeling of open mindedness on the ghost thing I feel somewhat the same on reincarnation. But I lean slightly closer to believing on reincarnation than not believing. This is for two different reasons. Neither is 100% convincing but both are compelling.

1. I once read a book by a noted writer and researcher named Edgar Case, perhaps you have heard of him. The title of the book is "The Girl With The Blue Eyes". In the book Mr. Case tells how he heard of a man who hypnotized people in his night club act. He once hypnotized his 17 year old daughter during a house party. She began to speak foreign language and got very upset. He quickly pulled her out of it.

Later he felt like the language she had spoken was French or a dialect of French. Anyway word got around and Mr. Case contacted the man and asked him if he'd be willing to hypnotize the girl again in his presence with translators and recording equipment present. After a little back and forth the man and his daughter agreed to this so they could find out what was going on. The girl had never studied French or any other foreign language and never even met anyone who spoke French. There was absolutely no way she could have spoken French.

During the session the girl again began getting upset and speaking French. The father was reluctant but Mr. Case convinced him to allow him to question her further to get some answers. He agreed.

The girl was speaking as a young woman who live in a small mill town in French Quebec Canada.....circa late 19th century. She was married to an abusive husband and had 2 or 3 kids. Under hypnosis she was upset because her husband was beating her and the kids.....she said he was KILLING them.

Before the session ended She gave the family name and the name of the town. Mr. Case thanked the man and his daughter and told them he was going to go to that town and try to document the things the girl had said under hypnosis.

He finally managed to find the little town. The mill was many long years out of business and only the ruin of the facility still existed. The town fell into decline when the mill closed down and most of the town's population had moved off or passed away but there were still a few very old people that remembered the mill and the stories they'd heard about the family and the murders of a wife and her kids.

He even located the old abandoned house and yard where the murders occurred. I can't remember what it was but in the yard he found something that the girl had mentioned. If it comes to me I'll post it up later. And Finally he found the cemetery where they were buried and was able to identify their graves.

There are just not too many ways to explain how this young high school girl could know and tell this story in a foreign language...unless she lived it. I'm gettin' the creeps just thinkin' about it!

2. All my life I have had this one recurring dream. I used to have it fairly often, too often to suit me that is. I still have it sometimes but less and less frequently as the years pass.

The setting is some where in the deep south. Without knowing why or how I have the powerful sense that it is Mississippi. There is a wide canal and barges are pulled up and down by mules walking on the bank next to the water.

The area is poverty stricken. The people are black. Again without knowing for sure I get the sense that I am black. I walk my mule up and down the canal pulling my barge loaded with goods. The dream seems extremely real and vivid. I can feel the heat. I can smell my own sweat. I can taste the dust in the well worn foot path along the bank. I can even smell the mule poop. Realism ain't always such a good thing in dreams.

In this dream I never speak and no one speaks to me. There are lots of people around me and tents. People cooking on the ground and working on one thing or another. The dream never varies and it always starts and stops at the same place.

I put this on the very top of a long list of things I don't understand. There could be any number of simple explanations to account for this dream and I know that. But if there is such a thing as reincarnation then it COULD explain the Girl With The Blue Eyes and it could also explain my puzzling dream.

Lots of people, famous and not so famous claim to have lived before as other people. General George Patton and actress Shirley McClain to mention two, were very outspoken about it. I believe Shirley McClain even wrote a book about it. A lot of people claim to be reincarnations of famous people from the past. I have my doubts about all that but still, it is a very interesting subject. Unlike the ghost stuff I would like to know before I cash in my chips whether or not there is such a thing as reincarnation.

So.....have you ever lived before? were you someone of note? Come on, fess up. We won't laugh... :D
 
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Never had any such experience, but in Thailand they tend to be more concerned with what could happen than what already has. They say if you don't mind your p's and q's. you could come back as a flea in the anus of a dog.
 
Never had any such experience, but in Thailand they tend to be more concerned with what could happen than what already has. They say if you don't mind your p's and q's. you could come back as a flea in the anus of a dog.

Well I guess I'll hope it's all hogwash then. That doesn't sound too good.... :eek:
 
I wouldn't say that's reincarnation so much as maybe some sort of channeling. Henry Ford said he believed in reincarnation because he thought it would be an absolute waste if the experiences of this life could not be carried over to another. When someone in church suggested to me that reincarnation was not really a Christian idea I told her I take a very expansive view of El Supremo's powers.
 
I believe in the possibility of reincarnation. I have always had a feeling of having been a cowboy herding cows across the prairie, chocking on dust. When driving out and about I keep near a cattle farm I can smell them before we get close to them.

I think we are reincarnated into new lives until we get everything right and then get to go to heaven.

But then it could just be that souls get recycled. If you think about all the people that have been born and died there are a lot of souls in hell and heaven. Those places would seen to be getting pretty crowed about now. Like my grandmamma use to say there is more unknown there is known
 
A long time ago, my family was playing a board game, the name of which I can't recall. My sister ended up drawing a card that said she'd be reincarnated as a dandelion on a putting green. I'm hoping for something with a little more longevity.
 
This Poem Sums It Up

"SONG OF THE RIVER"

The snow melts on the mountain
And the water runs down to the spring,
And the spring in a turbulent fountain,
With a song of youth to sing,
Runs down to the riotous river,
And the river flows on to the sea,
And the water again
Goes back in rain
To the hills where it used to be.
And I wonder if Life's deep mystery
Isn't much like the rain and the snow
Returning through all eternity
To the places it used to know.

For life was born on the lofty heights
And flows in a laughing stream
To the river below
Whose onward flow
Ends in a peaceful dream.
And so at last,
When our life has passed
And the river has run its course,
It again goes back,
O'er the selfsame track,
To the mountain which was its source.

So why prize life
Or why fear death,
Or dread what is to be?
The river ran its allotted span
Till it reached the silent sea.
Then the water harked back to the mountaintop
To begin its course once more.

So we shall run the course begun
Till we reach the silent shore,
Then revisit earth in a pure rebirth
From the heart of the virgin snow.
So don't ask why we live or die,
Or wither, or when we go,
Or wonder about the mysteries
That only God may know.

by William Randolph Hearst :)
 
I'm going to guess this topic is right on the edge so I'm going to offer my opinion based on my religious beliefs as an opinion and let you guys continue with your discussion.

The Bible states very specifically that it is appointed unto each man once to die and after that to face the judgement. To me this precludes the possiblity of reincarnation.

I also believe that if Satan's chief goal is to deceive humans into rejecting the Bible as fact then decieving them into believing that you have many lives to get it right in would be a way to do that.
 
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Did that Casey fellow ever locate Atlantis?
Just sayin, there's lots of " see'ers" out there but not so many provers.
 
I'm aware of Edgar Casey (not sure which of us is spelling it right but that is how it is pronounced). He was a noted psychic. I've known several people who have had post-life readings and it's odd how none of them were ever Hitler, Stalin, or just a plain-old murderer.

I don't disregard the possibility however.
 
I'm just fascinated.......

I'm just fascinated by dreams. Mine are really whacky. The brain is a fascinating thing. I feel like dreams are the brain doing the filing of conscious events. As bizarre as they may seem, it's all connected to something (or a conglomeration of things) that you've experienced. Kind of like a hard drive defrag.
 
Did that Casey fellow ever locate Atlantis?
Just sayin, there's lots of " see'ers" out there but not so many provers.

Well Mr. Case (and it is pronounced Casey btw) did his best to uncover the mystery of the girls knowledge of the language, the town and people. I don't buy it 100% because there are just too many unknowns but if and I say IF he was honest and accurate with what he reported finding in Canada then...well....I don't know what else to believe.

Still it's interesting and fun to ponder.
 
I believe it's spelled "Cayce", and pronounced "Casey".

Of course, that's not vital to the discussion at hand.

By George I do believe you're right! Well, spellin' never was my long suit. Sometimes I don't know whether to blame my ignorant posts on my typin' or my spellin'. :confused:
Anyway thanks. I need all the help I can get. :o
 
I read that book many years ago, very interesting reading. Not sure I buy into any of it.....not sure I don't either.
 
Here are the words to an old cowboy song on the subject.........

Reincarnation

"What does Reincarnation mean?"
A cowpoke asked his friend.
His pal replied, "It happens when
Yer life has reached its end.
They comb yer hair, and warsh yer neck,
And clean yer fingernails,
And lay you in a padded box
Away from life's travails."

"The box and you goes in a hole,
That's been dug into the ground.
Reincarnation starts in when
Yore planted 'neath a mound.
Them clods melt down, just like yer box,
And you who is inside.
And then yore just beginnin' on
Yer transformation ride."

"In a while, the grass'll grow
Upon yer rendered mound.
Till some day on yer moldered grave
A lonely flower is found.
And say a hoss should wander by
And graze upon this flower
That once wuz you, but now's become
Yer vegetative bower."

"The posy that the hoss done ate
Up, with his other feed,
Makes bone, and fat, and muscle
Essential to the steed,
But some is left that he can't use
And so it passes through,
And finally lays upon the ground
This thing, that once wuz you."

"Then say, by chance, I wanders by
And sees this upon the ground,
And I ponders, and I wonders at,
This object that I found.
I thinks of reincarnation,
Of life and death, and such,
And come away concludin': 'Slim,
You ain't changed, all that much.'"
 
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