New Life /Same Body

Theories and Speculations

At the age of 18 and 19, I had no personal interest in past lives, reincarnation or the theories concerning the nature of this subject. 

I had no memories of any conversations, revelations, recall that where hidden in childhood.  

My family stated that I had a profound belief to the point of claims of direct knowledge prior to my car accident.  I had a best friend whom it was accepted among both our families that we had a 'secret' understanding of sharing a past life together.  When I went to him asked him to confirm this understanding - he didn't like to talk about it while I was walking with a loss  of memories.   He told me it made him feel like I was a total stranger to me. He told me that it was best to recall such memories for myself because nothing he had to say about it would do me any good in revealing the truth about the subject.

Then there were the 'spiritual' insights coming to me in the aftermath of my 'near death experience.'  It was like being in the dark of night and having a bolt of lightening strike and light up the darkness for a temporary moment.    Moments of insightful intuition.  There was always hints of reincarnation and past lives in those moments of light understanding.   When the light dissolved and I was left standing in the darkness again - I would be scratching my head with theories and speculation again.  

Living with a worldly mind - I wanted evidence and proof that my mind could deal with as fact.  Otherwise I felt reincarnation was a good theme for fiction.   I was a skeptic yet, I tried to keep a balanced view of maybe, maybe not.  

I took the stand that what ever was revealed to my spirit during my 'near death experience' wasn't revealed to my human mind as much as it was my 'spirit' mind.  I felt the 'spirit mind' was a part of the unconscious realm of thoughts.   I had to deal with a practical and logical mind as well as a rational world and reincarnation just didn't seem practical, rational or logical.  I wasn't going to chase people around and try to figure out who they may have been in a past life or waste my time trying to ponder who my soul may have been in a past life. 

I felt my current life belonged to me.   That was my business.  I felt any past life that may have been a part and parcel of the whole  - belonged to my soul more so than me.  That was my 'soul's business.' I didn't want my soul's business to interfere with my business unless it was absolutely necessary. 

I considered that sort of information 'sacred knowledge' and secrets that belonged to the soul more so than the human mind.   There had to be a reason why that was buried in the aftermath of my 'near death.'  There was a theory that maybe I had stumbled on sacred knowledge that was practical for my childhood and a time came for me to give that sort of 'sacred knowledge' back to the source from which it came: my unconscious soul.