Reply #16: In Another Life

[mntleo2]

I am glad others have mentioned other life memories.

As a young child of 6, while visiting the midwest and touring an old mansion, I had a memory of being an African-American slave. I dismissed it for years because there WAS no slavery in the midwest. But the place I had the otherworldly experience turned out to be an underground railroad stopover. It was like in a dream, I knew that house and that it did not smell the same and there were pieces of furniture were out of place and things were missing. I looked down at myself and I was dressed in a long dress and my hands were black. I also knew of a sleeping place in the attic that was not part of the tour (it got my mom into trouble because I kept pulling on her sleeve and asking if we could go up there to take a nap. So the tour guide chided my mom for not watching me and told her that was the servant's sleeping quarters). As young white girl living in this life amidst the remote mountains of Washington at that age, I had never been taught yet about our history of slavery.

Years later on a lark, I called into a radio station that had a person who reviewed past lives and immediately upon making connection, she told me about a life as a slave running away.

As a kid who had been raised in that "good old time religion" most of my childhood, this was disturbing for a long time until I began to study the early Christians and learned they too believed in reincarnation. I then read Edgar Cayce which helps me now to understand that often those memories are important because they are putting us in touch with karmic issues now.

Anyway I am not saying your esperiences are a pre-life memory, but maybe it was. Hoped my recounting of what I went through helped.

Cat in Seattle