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Our Past Lives • Documentation
3 years ago
My discoveries and evidence of my past lives are hereby contained in this journal entry.
This journal will be maintained and updated upon discoveries. Thank you.My first memory of a past life occurred around the age of 3-8.
The setting of this dream was my dimly lit sleeping quarters & office as it rained at night.
The point of view suggests that we were noncorporeal and floating (consciousness itself)
Which implies that this was a memory that had taken place after we'd perished from our accident.
We approached our desk which was illuminated by our desk lamp,
What would've been filled with papers and documents was now void, albeit for one photo.
A sepia photograph of a dignified individual in a military uniform.
Something had blurred the photo or maybe we'd forgotten who we were.
But based on the sepia photograph we did have a timeframe of the 1880s-1920s.
I was quite enamored by this virtuous gentleman and always wondered who he was.
After that dream, I would attempt to imitate him by opening doors for others.
Always saying please and thank you for everything, and I mean everything.
That dream certainly had a large effect on me down the line.
Years later, we had another noncorporeal dream, this time we were in an apartment building.
Inside an African-American child slept but he suddenly became startled by our presence.
The memory ended abruptly, but it did seem he was capable of seeing us, whereas others couldn't.
I remember waking up giddy and thinking "I was someone else!"
it's a surreal experience to recognize yourself as a floating mass of energy.
but I was still a child and had no information about reincarnation.
Foolishly I thought this was a superpower...
I would stand on the corner of my street
and try to enter the minds of others driving and see what they see.
It was silly, but we did years later learn about reincarnation.
But it was only twenty years later that I'd awakened and discovered who these two individuals were.
After some time I grew fascinated with the Netherlands, it felt so familiar... But why?
It almost seemed like something was trying to tell me something, and then I had a dream one night.
It takes place in a city during winter, with medieval architecture and a stone arch bridge.
I was corporeal exploring this foreign land, but all the names of the places were blurred out.
Just like in the sepia photograph. I doubted I would figure out the name of this place.
Then my point of view quickly changed to something noncorporeal hovering over the city.
This noncorporeal being softly spoke "chocolate" and then I returned to my point of view.
Moments later, we entered an elegant hotel with a chandelier, marble floors, and stairs.
As I went upstairs I was accosted by some unknown stranger and I said something odd...
I blurted that I'd only had two years left to live and ran away from the place.
For some unknown reason, I had a strong desire to try fencing after that dream.
This dream memory occurred on June 5th, 2021.
Upon researching this dream I'd narrowed the location down to Ghent, Belgium.
The bridge was the same as in the dream, and the medieval architecture eerily matched.
Belgium once a part of the Netherlands, was the attraction and the first connection.
Then I remembered Mr. Ian Stevenson's research about past lives and childhood phobias.
The collected data showed that 35% of traumatic deaths can manifest as fears and phobias.
My biggest fear is heights and falling to my death, so I used that to begin looking deeper.
So after doing more digging, I discovered a potential past life. "Albert Meinrad"
Who died tragically in a mountain climbing accident in 1934.
I wasn't entirely sure if he was until 1-2 months later when I had a dream involving a rapier.
So I decided to investigate further, and it was then that I discovered the sepia photograph.
Of the same picture from my first past life memory, and in the image, there was a sheathed rapier.
Which explained my fascination with knights and my new desire to fence on June 5th.
For a while, I was cynical and didn't want to believe it to be true.
But who am I to spit in the face of the wise man after he had sheltered me and shown me my light?
To deny my light is to deny my truth and thus my existence.
One day I decided to venture into psychology to seek more questions from within.
Active imagination was one method that created a bridge between conscious and unconscious.
This acts as a meeting room for the ego and the autonomous sub-personalities within an individual.
To best describe my process, I would close my eyes and imagine a forest, a lake, and a bench.
Then I would attempt to "bring it to life" by gifting it a "voice" such as the birds singing.
Then the unconscious creates the breeze, the sound of the lake, and so on.
This "art of life" motif is appreciated by the unconscious and allows it to facilitate communication.
Doing so, allowed me to enter a special state of consciousness where I met the anima aspect.
I was sitting down when she manifested from the forest and sat down next to me.
So I promptly asked the most important question I could ask her;
"Can I ask about my past lives?"
She stood up from the bench and said sternly as she looked at me. "You must not go there."
And then to my right, a bluish door with several deadlocks manifested out of nowhere.
Note, that I only created the forest, lake, and bench. there was no door here prior...
she proceeded to lock it as I watched before ejecting me from this altered state of consciousness.
It was a surreal experience, and it only made me want to venture deeper to discover more.
This form of meditation occurred on July 26th, 2021.
But there were two matters unresolved. The kid and the comment on only having two years to live.
I would soon have that answer too, but it would also create an identity crisis in the process.
In October of last year, I decided to perform another active imagination session.
This time I tried to "project" myself out of my body and go downstairs to enter a special state.
But as I went down the stairs, I started to get "flashes" of images.
One of a house, a stonewall, and a cemetery. I was overwhelmed with emotions for some reason.
I considered this active imagination session a failure.
And, promptly after coming to, I shook my head in sorrow from those images,
And I thought to myself "Keep your calm James." My name is not James.
Now, I had another huge Rubik's cube to solve while blindfolded. who is this James?
This occurred on October 5th, 2021.
All I had to go on was emotions, feelings, and intuition.
The feeling that my past lives died before their times, and my nostalgia for certain eras.
And the intuition that I'd died in the 1980s and ironically that was the time I felt most alive.
I am enamored by the music, clothing, and culture of the 1980s, so it felt like this was inherited.
It did feel like my anima or something was burying the lede and withholding information.
But I had no more information, or clues so my research was halted indefinitely.
That is until something unconscious became conscious in December 2021-late January 2022.
A phrase of sorts that poked from the bottom of the unconscious and wanted to be conscious.
"I am not who I say I am."
The unconscious is not fluent in the words of man so it prefers to speak in images.
Akin to a game of telephone with two cups and a string, the final discovered phrase differs.
The quote turned out to be attached to one "James Arthur Baldwin" An activist and writer from NYC.
Who moved to France due to intolerance towards several societal issues in the States.
He died in 1987 from stomach cancer. Now the "I only have two years left to live" dream made sense.
And the child I saw in my childhood dream now had a name.
But I was in complete and utter denial. It seemed like a past life was repeating or controlling me.
I started to question my beliefs, sexuality, and even my actions.
I do wish I'd listened to my anima's warning. "you must not go there."
Guess she was fully aware of the repercussions of learning about this.
Around February 21st, I had another dream involving a studio apartment in NYC.
It had artist tools and canvases and a woman who was talking about refurbishing the building.
I looked out the window at the buildings and people below before we left the apartment.
A woman met me and talked about renovating the place.
Afterward, we went down the stairs of the building as she spoke about a restaurant on the 44th floor.
I did notice rainbow-colored paws as we went down.
Afterward, I ended up in a restaurant and sat down with unknown strangers.
The conversations seemed normal, and everything was fine at first but suddenly I broke down.
I started talking about how I didn't want to die like this again. (phobia of heights.)
I couldn't help but notice something, the two dream locations, and the deaths.
Belgium referenced cancer and NYC referenced heights.
It's almost like the unconscious planned everything and left cryptic clues so I couldn't deny it.
It did help deviate doubts since I had no information about James and his cancer until Dec-Jan.
The clue to his death was hidden in another past life dream on June 5th. (Belgium.)
On the 20th of March, I'd had a haunting memory that served as more evidence.
To summarize, I saw my true self, and he had the attributes of both Albert and James.
I believe the same guy who accosted me from my June 5th dream was there.
But then a plane crashed into the building, and the barrages of strikes started happening.
I tried to evacuate everyone from the bombardments, but not everyone survived.
The next thing I knew I was in a dark building, and there was a nurse who was chastising me because of the casualties.
I didn't know who she was, but the manner in which she spoke made me assume that I knew her.
Her nurse's clothing was that of the early 1900s and the atmosphere was heavy with tension.
So I knew she was a front-line nurse and we were in the midst of a war.
But who was she? I decided to do more research on this matter afterward.
Based on her demeanor towards me, the causalities, and the clothing,
I can say that it was, without a doubt, it was my late wife Elisabeth of Belgium.
Who was dubbed "Queen-Nurse" due to her assistance during WW1.
Just as I was dubbed "Knight-King" due to my role in WW1.
Candidly I didn't read anything about her so I did not know about her until after the dream.
I merely scrolled over her Wikipedia page and saw her image and thought she looked mean in it.
I thought she'd mistreat people, so I didn't want to read anything about her and get sad about it.
Now I realized that I was wrong and she was a genuinely caring and truly incredible person!
On March 27th, I was traumatized by the passing of my kitten, whom I loved dearly.
The thing is, I had a premonition dream about three months ago that said he would die in 3 months.
People were talking in my living room, saying that my kitten would die soon.
It was almost like they were talking amongst themselves, and I was eavesdropping on them.
And then he ended up dying in the living room from feline leukemia at the age of 6 months.
After I buried him, a single pinkish-red tulip grew at the base of his grave about a week later.
At the time my phone wallpaper also had pinkish-red tulips! I found that it calmed me down.
I had taken that as their formal apology for them traumatizing me.
My kitten is now under their protection, and that makes me feel slightly better.
But it seems I'm being watched. by who? perhaps family and friends from other past lives?
I believe I went back "home" due to wearing my moldavite necklace.
I don't know what to call it, but the "in-between" where space and time operate differently.
A part of me went to this place and overheard those in between lives talking.
Note that I wear moldavite, which has special properties due to its extraterrestrial origins.
I believe this is relevant since I feel like both of my documented past lives must've been there.
At one point as a child, I did mention that I wanted to go "home" so perhaps this is home?
Major Past Life Discovery:
April 18th-21st (Failure to document on grounds of being potentially irrelevant.)
I was performing some light cardio in my house when I heard a voice from within.
They said to me: "Let's get out of here and see the world!"
It was odd, but I smiled and laughed: "Haha yeah, sure."
"We ain't going anywhere unless you buried treasure."
I tend to keep an open-door policy when it comes to unconscious guests visiting.
So before my guest left my conscious field of awareness, I inquired about their name.
They said: "Maximilian" and I remember thinking it was a cool experience but irrelevant.
If this was a past life, there was no fracking way I could track down information on it.
That night or 2-3 days following that encounter, I had a dream that gave me a huge clue!
The dream included past life elements of Albert's such as memories embedded into it.
I was up on the 4th-5th floor of this large building looking over this plaza.
The area was wide open with cobblestone roads, and it felt comforting and familiar to me.
As I looked out the window, I spoke passionately on the telephone with someone about war.
At one point during the conversation, I was distracted by something on my left.
Something wanted me to check the dark corner of the top right shelf of a desk...
I reached in and pulled out a coin dated "1763" and stared at it long enough to remember the date.
The female on the other end of the line asked me: "What's wrong?"
I promptly apologized for the interruption and then spoke about the coin that I'd found.
So now I had a name and a date that I somehow knew was a death date...
So I started to investigate and came across one "Maximilian prince of Hornes"
At first, I was doubtful it was relevant to my research. I mean, what are the chances?
I did find it interesting that he was born in Brussels... but then I scrolled down...
I saw the name of my other past life, Albert... And I started to panic internally.
As it turns out, Maximilian Emanuel is the 4x great grandfather of Albert
He was also a knight of the golden fleece, the same order as Albert
It was shocking and surreal to get this evidence in this manner.
If you had been paying attention, you might've noticed something... the desk.
This desk is a recurring theme dating back to my childhood past life dream.
It had the picture of Albert upon it over twenty years ago, and now it produces a coin with a date.
For whatever reason, this desk was significant to us.
Maybe it is where we wrote love letters, or perhaps it's where we spent most of our time writing.
In any case, the desk is connected to my past life as Albert and was giving me information and clues.
Originally I had thought that 'Maximilian' was a fragment of our past-life knowledge as Albert.
Then I remembered that when I asked for a name, they gave me it.
so I came to realize that Maximilian wasn't some memory but a past-life personality that was a part of me!
The series of events that unfolded that led to this moment was truly incredible.
I genuinely do not know what happened to cause this to happen.
It could be recreated under certain conditions like bonding with the unconscious.
Perhaps introverts with psychic potential can use their energy to awaken what lies dormant within them.
October 11th, 2024.
Engaged in an hour long intimate conversation with ourself.
Show humility and admitted to my failures to the other aspects of ourself.
Exactly at midnight we realize the reason why Maximilian said those words.
He wanted me to find that plaque to Horne's department store in Pittsburgh...
Latest Entry:
Two particular dreams occurred on January 3rd & 5th 2023.
The Dream on the 3rd had a coin dated around the 1300s and included some unconscious symbolic messages.
While the dream on the 5th felt like a memory that involved us in a dry stone village that was on fire.
Someone approached us and said that there were still people unaccounted for, including my brother and father.
So we headed into the village and searched the building for them and the others.
I have always been drawn to Native American culture and mythology and felt a deep connection to it.
And it is quite possible that we once lived in the West as a tribe and simply can't bring those memories to the surface.
As Dr. Ian Stevenson's research has shown attraction to cultures or phobias can point to previous lives.
This concludes all my experiences thus far.
Next goal:
I have the daunting task of figuring out what occurred between the years 1763-1875.
that is over a century of my spiritual lineage unaccounted for, and I intend to figure it out.
It is possible we spent that time 'between lives' exploring the world
before reincarnating in 1875 to help our 4x great-grandson.
Or there may still be 1-2 potential past lives that I have yet to discover
and who knows if our history dates far before the year 1695...
There is much more work to do, and I am both excited and scared of what I could discover next.
Here hoping something from the depths speaks to me or appears in my dream with a message.
I must be astute and pay attention to any thoughts that arise. I must question if this is 'me' or someone else.
if an unconscious visitor comes up to the surface, I would need to confront them before they leave.
I must also be diligent when it comes to recalling big dreams for vital information being relayed.Unconscious contents, as a rule, cannot stand to be observed.
They react violently to being known because this destroys or relativizes the autonomy (omnipotence) they enjoy while operating unconsciously.
I expose myself to his critical judgment because I feel it is the duty of one who goes his own way to inform society of what he finds on his voyage of discovery,
Be it cooling water for the thirsty or the sandy wastes of unfruitful error. The one helps, the other warns.
Not the criticism of individual contemporaries will decide the truth or falsity of his discoveries, but future generations.
There are things that are not yet true today, perhaps we dare not find them true, but tomorrow they may be.
So every man whose fate it is to go his individual way must proceed with hopefulness and watchfulness, ever conscious of his loneliness and its dangers.
The peculiarity of the way here described is largely due to the fact that in psychology, which springs from and acts upon real life,
We can no longer appeal to the narrowly intellectual, scientific standpoint, but are driven to take account of the standpoint of feeling,
And consequently of everything that the psyche actually contains. In practical psychology, we are dealing not with generalized human psyche,
But with individual human beings and the multitudinous problems that oppress them.
A psychology that satisfies the intellect alone can never be practical, for the totality of the psyche can never be grasped by intellect alone.
Whether we will or not, philosophy keeps breaking though, because the psyche seeks an expression that will embrace its total nature.I am sharing this information in hopes that it helps others awaken their memories so they can better become who they were meant to become
The truth is we need more lightworkers and awakened spiritual beings to remove the malice that this collective produces.
The unconscious doesn't like it when information about my past lives is shared.
As such we limit our visibility on sites to avoid attention being brought onto us from the collective.
This is so I can be respectful toward the unconscious and my past selves.
While still making our research available to the individual.
Reincarnation Research Notes:
I will update this more when I'm not busy... So work in progress.
It seems reincarnation involves children around the age of 1-10+
Children have the ability to see and speak to ghosts, but this ability becomes dormant later on in life.
The younger the child, the more likely they are to remember past lives and inherit past personality abilities and traits.
Me and my cousin once spoke to our grandmother's deceased brother who died well before we were born.
I was talking in the living room to him, and my grandmother heard me and came in to inquire about who I was talking to.
Please note that I do not have any memories of this happening, but it aligns with my research.
There was a time when I think I saw the spirit of a past life in the basement of a house when I was 2 years of age.
So the child is very much an important part of the reincarnation process, but I will leave it there for now.
When gathering evidence of reincarnation or simply just discovering your previous past personalities.
I would recommend venturing into psychology to properly utilize the tools that it has to offer, such as active imagination.
Work on building a strong and healthy relationship with the unconscious as they hold the key to the past.
Making amends with the shadow is the first important step. they will give you access to the unconscious.
While the Anima/Animus can lead you even deeper into the depths of the personal unconscious.
Individuation is of the utmost importance as it establishes unity between the conscious and unconscious.
These aspects may have a positive outcome in extracting evidence of past lives.
Always pay attention to your dreams. they are messages from the unconscious.
You must translate the images and understand what is being relayed.
If you think your dream might contain past life elements, then pay attention!
Write it all down like you are writing down a story. Remember every detail.
Then once you analyzed everything, proceed forward into the research phase.
Search and keep a record of all names and dates, and keep a note of the environment and locations.
For the sake of integrity, I refrain from researching more than I have to.
This instills a sense of awe and wonderment when discoveries are made.
While ensuring that our research is genuine and authentic.
if you discover a potential past life you may read about it or opt not to.
If you'd like to seek a professional then there are always other means to learn about reincarnation.
Past life regression therapy is one way to access the vaults within the depths of the unconscious.
Thank you for reading! I will keep this journal updated.
Jung's Thoughts About His Past Life:Am I the Reincarnation of a Buddhist?
February 15, 1958.
I have sometimes asked myself if I am perhaps the reincarnation of someone from India.
If that were so, I'm sure I would have been a Buddhist. That's certain.
I recall my indescribable enthusiasm on reading Schopenhauer because I learned something about India and Buddhism from him;
I felt similarly moved when I read the Lalita Vistara. When I then visited India myself, I became quite overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of the stupas of Sanchi.
It went far beyond a natural reaction.
There is also the dream I had in which an Indian man is meditating me, and as long as he keeps meditating, I continue to live. This man was also a Buddhist.
The aspect of India that moved me the most was without doubt Buddhism. It aroused a terrible agitation in me.
In Benares, I visited the grove where Buddha held the Fire Sermon. There had originally been a stupa which was later rebuilt in Sanchi - in a wonderful place.
And I was so overcome there that I had to take my leave from the others. I was so emotional, I had to hide from them. It was a tremendous shock.
Later it also became one of my life's tasks to bring together the spirit of East and West.
Richard Wilhelm was astonished at my knowledge of the "Eastern soul." "How do you know about all of this?"
I had not read much, all I knew came from inside myself, from my own inner experiences. Details If I had lived in India.
I would without a doubt have been a Buddhist, of that I am sure. Buddhism was really what moved me most of all in India.
That also explains the running theme in my relationship to Europe, to the West: my feeling of alienation or of being a stranger.
I never understood how people here could find the inner world and what I said about it strange or alienating. But it was so and still is.
And there's another curious thing: the multiplicity of the archetypes and their fantastical forms corresponds exactly to the Buddha's situation.
He challenged it, that is he questioned the never-ending and unexamined flow of images from a matriarchal realm, exactly as I call for reflection on what is observed and experienced.
For me, it is about reflecting on the infinite archetypal image forms.
Both mean the process of making conscious and of individuation. Naturally in Buddhism, the same thing has happened as in Christianity:
Buddha has become the imago of self-actualization, even though he said that by breaking the Nidana chain a person can attain Bodhi and can thereby also become a Buddha. Through meditation.My comment on Tina Turner's passing and past life belief:"Tina Turner believed in past lives and that she was once known as Hatshepsut, the Queen of Egypt.
We were once a king of a tiny country during WW1 and yet here we are today in this time and era.
So take solace in the fact that she will one day return as she beautifully sang during this song:
"The river won't stop for me"
She accepted that this day would happen in 84' and that she would continue down that river to her next life.
Rest in peace, Tina!🕊️
may your journey to your next life be filled with happiness!"More Research & Entries Related To Past Lives:
Descendancy Chart
Synchronicities