Reincarnation, according to my dictionary
is the rebirth of a soul in successive bodies: one of a series of such
transmigrations.
For myself, I veer between totally
believing in reincarnation, but unfortunately logic quickly steps in and I tell myself that it
is simply impossible to return as someone else. I know that we all live on in
our family genes, passed down from generation to generation. Or is it really true that we can actually live again as another person? Do we really
get to choose the family we want to live with? Scientists would tell us
definitely not. Who can blame them? What if you make the wrong choice, are you
allowed to return? Of course not. Once here you have to stay the course. No
doubt next time around you will choose more carefully. That's of course if there is such a thing as reincarnation.
What happens if you don't want to come
back? Say if you've led (I'm surmising here) a few devastating lives and need a
rest after all the angst you've been through. Are you allowed to stay behind, so to speak? In fact, I should imagine that there are millions of people out there who would balk at the thought of returning to this trouble world. I know I wouldn't, not if I'd met up with my family, my friends, and my beloved dogs. No way, I would stay with my loved ones.
I've read that the more spiritually
developed among us move into higher realms. I wonder where they are, and what
they do when they inhabit these realms.
I once knew a medium who told me that
she'd visited a few places where highly developed mediums go after they die, I
wish I had asked her what would happen to her family when they died? Would she
still see them, would she be there be there to welcome them after their death? This medium
told me that there were beautiful halls of music and many halls of learning, on
any subject you cared to choose, in the higher realms.
I've never met anyone who has experienced
a previous life. I've read numerous books on the subject, but have remained
unconvinced by them.
There are of course the occasions when you
meet someone and ponder on when you met them before. A kind of instant
recognition. A medium told me once that this is because you knew the person in
a past life. Numerous people when travelling recognise an area they travel
through (I've had this happen to me three times) and can point out landmarks
and other features that they say have altered. Very strange and it does make
you think. It's still not definite proof though, is it?
Our dreams can take us into past lives -or
so I'm told. I do recall a couple of dreams I've had about places that I've
never been to before. I've checked them out and the places and the years
coincided with my dreams. That made me think, but again it's not proof.
In my novels, my main characters time
travel to other lives they have led. It’s a recurring, fascinating theme with
me. It’s easy to believe through the power of the written word in novels that,
yes, we can revisit the past and discover the truth of our existence.
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