I love writing. It’s something that I find highly satisfying, I’m not talking just about this blog. I love grab a pen and my notebook (not the computer) and let my thoughts drowning in a river of ink. Does that mean that I was a writer in a previous life? I often hear the fact that what you love to do in this life it is something that you’ve mastered in your past life. Another theory says that we are here to learn a lesson and this cycle continues until the soul has worked through all the lessons it set out to learn.
I’m starting to find the topic of reincarnation and past lives very interesting so I’ve decided to browse the web and sharing with you a couple of stories. If you don’t believe in reincarnation then what I’m going to write will definitely raise a few doubts.
Gus Taylor was 18 months old when he started to say that he was his own grandfather. Young children can be confused about their own identity and those of their family members, but this was different. His grandfather had died a year before Gus was born and the boy totally believed they were the same person. When shown some family photographs, Gus identified “Grandpa Augie” when he was four years old. Years before, Augie’s sister was murdered and her body was dumped in San Francisco Bay. No one in the family had ever spoken of this to Gus, and consequently, everyone was shocked when Gus started talking about his dead sister.
At a very young age, James Leininger started to remember his life as a navy fighter pilot. He lost a lot of sleep and kept talking about flying planes, about the weapons, and the scary accident with his plane. James, who only watched kids’ programs on TV, showed his mother what a fighter plane drop tank was, and was able to check a plane over as a pilot would during a pre-flight check when he was just three years old. James started having nightmares about being shot down by a plane with a red sun on it, a Japanese plane. He talked about having dreams and memories of being Lieutenant James McCready Huston, a World War II fighter pilot from Pennsylvania who had been killed in Iwo Jima more than 50 years earlier. Later, James told his parents that he had flown a plane called the Corsair from a boat called the Natoma. When James’s father decided to do some research, he discovered that there had been a small escort carrier called the Natoma Bay, which had been in the Battle of Iwo Jima, and that there really had been a pilot called James Huston. His plane was hit in the engine by Japanese fire on March 3, 1945. According to Jim Tucker, a psychologist at the University of Virginia, Huston’s plane crashed exactly the way that young James Leininger had described.
A three-year-old of the Druze ethnic group, a group of people for whom reincarnation is a core belief, told his elders that he knew what had happened to him in his past life: He was murdered. The boy, whose story was documented by Dr. Eli Lasch, was born with a long, red birthmark on his head. For the Druse birthmarks like these are an indication of death wounds, and children born with them are paid close attention to for anything they may remember of their past lives. Once this particular child turned three and could speak, he told his elders that he was killed by an axe blow to the head. He was led through villages to see if he could remember where he lived, until he came to one that seemed familiar to him. The child said he remembered both the first and last name of his killer with complete clarity.
“Suddenly the boy walked up to a man and said, “Aren’t you …?” The man answered yes. Then the boy said, “I used to be your neighbour. We had a fight and you killed me with an axe.” Eli told me how the man had suddenly gone white as a sheet. The three-year-old boy then said, “I even know where he buried my body.”
Afterward, the boy led his elders to a pile of stones, under which they found a body with an axe wound in its head. He also led them to the spot where the axe was buried, reportedly forcing his killer to confess the crime.
There are so many interesting stories to read, some of them completely ridiculous, but when you find stories like the ones that I’ve just found, it’s a bit difficult to remain 100% skeptical.
Let me know your thoughts and opinions in the comments section. Do you believe in reincarnation? Do you ever feel nostalgic about a certain era? I’m feeling nostalgic for the Victorian Era although I know I was not present… Or was I?