Several years ago, my brother and sister both visited me and for some odd reason, I started talking about this weird sensitive area I have on the left side of my abdomen. My brother confessed he also had a sensitive area in the exact same spot. Coincidence? Probably but it kind of freaked me out when my sister said she, too, had that same sensitive area in the same spot.
It was actually that moment that set me off on a bit of a spiritual quest. I had a need to understand more how we are connected, as a family and as human beings. And this is where things might get a little weird for you.
I won’t go into details of where it led me but I will say my mind was opened and I really started thinking and learning about things that I had otherwise considered off-limits. Raised in a born-again Christian household, I was supposed to follow rules.
God said it. I believe it. And that settles it.
But I never quite felt at ease with that line of thinking. I didn’t set out the refute any of the things I believe, just to better explain them. I read books. I searched online. I visited a few psychics. I was very selective with the who and what I was associating with. It just had to feel right. And I found answers and developed this amazing sense of peace.
But along with these answers, I raised more questions. There was this idea that we’ve lived lives on Earth before. Call it reincarnation. Call it reinvention. But our spirit was sent back to Earth to live and learn again and again and again.
I was fascinated by this concept and one of the things I loved about it was that the idea could fit into the confines of nearly every organized religion I had known. Of course there are plenty that would dispute that notion but these are my beliefs and it’s my story.
The other thing that fascinated me about possibly living previous lives is that it explained a lot of the unexplained in our lives. Why do we have phobias? Why am I terrified of heights? Why do spiders give me goosebumps? Why do I feel drawn to railroad tracks?
And then there are other things that I felt connected to in a good way. I started reading books about mountain climbing and polar exploration. I confessed my desire to someday travel to Antarctica. It’s not like I like to be cold. But something about these stories just fascinate me and I’ve more books on the subject than I can count.
One possible explanation for all these fears and desires and interests is a connection from a previous life. And I didn’t put it all together until recently.
One particular psychic who I had seen a few times did a reading for me. It was highly emotional and an incredible experience. And at the end of our reading, I decided to throw out a casual question.
So, can you tell me anything about my previous lives?
This was more like a “just for fun” question. I didn’t expect any huge revelations about my life. I just wanted to know if I’d been a medieval princess or George Washington or something.
She told me about two lives that she saw. In one of them, I lived in California during the gold mining era. I was married to a man I loved. Then that bastard died and left me with four children to feed on my own. I couldn’t do it so I ended up marrying a man I didn’t love so that I could take care of my family. Didn’t ring any bells. I like California but can’t say I ever felt a strong connection to it.
Then she briefly mentioned a life I had lived in a small Scandinavian fishing village. She said it was one of my happiest lives. Oh, that sounds nice was about all I thought. And went on my way.
Then, the other morning on Twitter, the lovely Rita Arens (@ritaarens) sent out a tweet that I happened to catch in my stream:
And I watched the video and suddenly felt, I’m home.
Maybe I just really liked the video and it calmed my blood pressure. Or maybe I was just reminiscing about my time in that fishing village.
Now that I’ve confessed some of my crazy odd thoughts to you, I’d love for you to tell me yours. Ever felt a connection to a person or a place you couldn’t explain?