Anyone with past life memories, come share your stories

[1] Please talk about your past life memories. It’s okay even if it’s just something you saw in a dream, or something you suspect might be a past life, even if it feels like a delusion. If you have any basis for it, that’s even better. For potentially helpful information on discovering your past life on your own, please refer to >>2 onwards. ※ Please be tolerant of critical comments or ignore them. ※ It’s important to discern and feel for yourself whether it’s truth, a lie, or a delusion.

[2] ◇ About Past Life Regression Hypnosis CDs ◇ (1) Past life regression CDs exist. (2) If you fall asleep while listening to a regression CD → Try doing it during the day while sitting up, or in the morning. (3) If you can’t concentrate → Use headphones, try several times. (4) Some people find it difficult to enter a hypnotic state. If you’ve tried various things without success, please research other methods yourself, such as in-person past life therapy. ◇ Is not remembering a past life because you don’t have one? ◇ (1) Possibility that this life is the soul’s debut. (2) Possibility that the soul is refusing to remember because of memories it doesn’t want to recall. (3) Possibility that living this life without remembering is the soul’s challenge. ※ As the thread title suggests, this is a thread for people with past life memories, so please consider the atmosphere if discussing reasons for not being able to see. Please refrain from posting only I can’t see it”” or “”I can’t remember.”” ◇ I saw ~, is this a past life? ◇ Participants in this thread wouldn’t know. Please ask someone who can see others’ past lives. This isn’t a place for unconditional agreement.“

• [13] I’ve heard that there’s little chance of becoming lovers again in this life with someone who was your lover in a past life. Is that so?
• [11] I didn’t really believe much in past lives, but the other day I went to Tokyo for the first time ever. The air and smell of the city in the early morning with few people around, which I’ve had baseless memories of since long ago, matched the actual early morning air and smell of Tokyo, and I got goosebumps from the nostalgia. The scenery in my memory feels like the 80s. I also have a memory of lying down in a tatami room with lots of records and a folk guitar. It’s a strange feeling lol.

Tatami: Traditional mats used as flooring in Japanese houses, made by weaving soft rush (Juncus effusus).

• [24] I wonder if relationships, romantic or otherwise, are part of the soul’s training through multiple lifetimes.
• [25] Apparently, people you meet as trials during the down periods of your life are those with whom you left unfinished business in a past life.
• [56] Is there anyone here who thinks they might have been a yokai in a past life?

Yokai: A general term in Japanese folklore for various supernatural beings or phenomena believed to possess powers beyond human comprehension. They range widely from sacred beings to those that harm humans, and even humorous ones.

• [57] Yes. Well, yokai, or rather, the person themselves seemed to have an image of being like a dragon, but objectively speaking, their form was that of a yokai. Also, I think maybe both the dragon and yokai were visual images, and perhaps they were actually a lizard or some other reptile.
• [58] >>57 Thanks. When you say “the person themselves,” do you mean an acquaintance? So those kinds of past lives exist too. Reptilian sounds like an alien lol.
• [59] Not an acquaintance, it’s my past life. When I said “The person themselves,” I meant “my past-life self.” Since my past-life self is me but also not me, I ended up writing from an objective viewpoint.
• [60] >>59 I think I understand. It’s like a past image, yourself but not yourself. Me… I don’t know what kind of yokai, but I feel like I used magic (yojutsu). An Onmyoji saw through me, but I fell in love with that human man. Feelings like “I would never fall for a human man” and “If I’m going to be killed anyway, I want it to be by him” emerge.

Onmyoji: Experts or officials in ancient Japan who practiced divination, calendar-making, astronomy, and magic based on Yin-Yang and Five Elements philosophy.

• [61] Then I run away, but an enchanted arrow hits me, and while struggling, somehow I enter a stone. I don’t know how long I was inside the stone, but it felt like quite a long time. The shikigami of the Onmyoji who shot the arrow is monitoring me inside the stone. I don’t get hungry, but I started strangely worrying that the shikigami also needed to replenish its energy. Inside the stone it’s cramped, dark, and cold, and there’s nothing I can do, but my ki (spirit/energy) seemed to be able to get out, so I tell the shikigami, “Absorb the stone’s ki.”

Shikigami: Invisible spiritual beings believed to be employed by Onmyoji. They were thought to be used to perform various spells.

• [62] At first, the shikigami kept ignoring the vibes I was sending. But when I sensed it weakening, I felt like ordering it, “Please, just absorb it!” Did I add something like, “I won’t do anything bad, don’t worry…”? The shikigami got onto the stone and absorbed the ki for the first time. A strange sense of trust and relief grew within me towards this shikigami that would get on the stone when it was hungry. Well, this seems like it’ll get long, and people might tell me to start my own thread, so I’ll stop here. Sorry. I just hoped that the shikigami from that time is still alive somewhere. Also, I don’t have the yokai powers now; it seems I decided I didn’t need them when I got out of the stone. Sorry for the long post. If there are other people who were yokai, it’s not quite camaraderie, but I feel relieved I wasn’t the only one. Well then.
• [63] Eh, I’m curious.
• [64] Thank you very much. Well then, I’ll write a little more of the continuation. Once this strange relationship of trust formed with the shikigami, we cooperated. It was just the task of keeping people away. Maybe we weren’t supposed to move the stone, or let anyone touch it? When people approached, the shiki would strongly radiate “Stay away.” I imitated it and together we strongly projected our ki, “Stay away, don’t come near,” but that might have made us stand out even more. It makes me laugh when I picture that scene. For me, it wasn’t really sleeping, but rather my consciousness fading and then returning, repeatedly. One day, the shiki called out to bring my consciousness back (like being woken up). “You’ll be able to get out soon.”
• [65] As my consciousness cleared, a boy who had come to play by the river approached while skipping stones. The shiki showed a lenient attitude towards the boy, so I watched him play with peace of mind. Then the boy picked me (the stone) up, said something like a spell, and slammed me onto the ground with all his might. The stone broke, and I was finally able to get out. I flew straight up high into the sky, went as far as I could, then flew left and right, I was so, so happy, just flying around. Looking down at where I had been, the boy was looking up at me. When I looked back into the boy’s eyes, I realized he was that Onmyoji who had shot the enchanted arrow. His reincarnation was that boy. Realizing it was the reincarnation of the man I had loved, I started to feel indebted, and feelings of gratitude welled up for letting me live freely without destroying me. I transferred all my abilities to that boy.
• [66] Saying “You’ll be able to use these correctly,” I headed to where I needed to go… I don’t know how the boy grew up after that. This is a scene that just came to me yesterday or today, so maybe it’s just a delusion. The trigger was a friend who can recently see past lives telling me, “In a past life, you used magic and were killed by an Onmyoji.” Since I already had the memory of being inside the stone, it linked up. You still meet people you met in past lives, don’t you? That friend had been by my side as a friend in many of my past lives. I’m grateful to her too. Anyway, thank you for reading (bows).
• [67] >>66 That’s really touching. Thanks for sharing. Thinking that you might meet the person who was that boy in a past life in the future really resonates.
• [69] >>67 Actually, it seems I was married to that boy twice in subsequent past lives. My friend who can see past lives lived in a nagaya (row house), and apparently, every time she heard the crash of bowls breaking, she’d come into our adjacent room to mediate (how embarrassing…). I was just told that too. I can almost see the scene but not quite, and every time I hear about various past lives, it’s nostalgic and embarrassing… I don’t know if I’ll meet him in this life, but if I do, I’d want to tell him, “I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble back then.” And also… that the times I was by your side, in every era, were the happiest… >>68 I remember reading in the Bardo (intermediate state) thread that souls might enter plants or animals as part of their training before becoming human, but in my case, I think it wasn’t training but a period of rehabilitation. Having to remain still within nature. Hearing the sound of the flowing river, the rain, the quiet sound of snow piling up. While feeling the changes of the seasons, it feels like I was realizing the meaninglessness of my past evil deeds. I guess that’s how I washed away the evil in my heart.

Nagaya: A traditional form of Japanese collective housing, where a single long building is internally divided by walls into multiple independent dwelling units.

• [68] So you experienced “being inside a stone” lol. It’s a story that makes you feel kind of gentle.
• [71] So you haven’t met in this life yet?
• [74] Speaking of yokai, there’s this story in my head about an oni (ogre) in the mountains who ate people. It would savor the memories of the people it ate like candy, enjoying the taste of human lives steeped in desire. One time, it eats a traveling monk but is moved by the monk’s noble way of life and reforms. It stops eating people and reincarnates as a human… but I don’t know if there’s a source for this, if I made it up, or if it’s a past memory.
• [75] I’ve never heard that story, but if it really exists only in your head, [74], that’s interesting.
• [78] A long time ago, I had an incredibly realistic dream. I was an instructor in the US military (?), comforting trainees. It was extremely cold outside, a blizzard so bad you couldn’t see ahead. Where on earth could that have been? Alaska, maybe?
• [82] The Soviet Union was tough… Even after defecting, it was still tough…
• [84] I think past lives exist! I met my current great-grandfather in a past life, and I knew about him even though I’d never met him in this life lol.
• [95] My past life memory seems to be of always being scolded. Lately, I especially remember a murderous glare directed at me. It feels like the Warring States period atmosphere, and I’m shielding someone, but my feelings don’t get through, they don’t understand… there’s this part of me that feels frustrated. I don’t want to be exploited in this life either… Is the occasional shoulder pain just my imagination?
• [98] This happened when my son was 3 years old. We were out for a walk when my 3-year-old suddenly said, “You know, [Son’s Name] used to ride a motorcycle and crashed into a truck and died because his head got cut off.” My son loves cars and bikes, but I don’t know if he saw some gruesome foreign movie or if it’s about a past life.
• [102] >>98 These stories of toddlers suddenly talking about past lives are intriguing. Adult stories are interesting too, but these feel more authentic, somehow.
• [100] I think I probably died by falling in a past life. I often experience it in dreams, and I think that’s the cause of death from a past life. Though I have no basis for it.
• [121] I talked to someone with past life memories the other day, and apparently, all their past lives until now were tumultuous. I wonder if people with turbulent past lives are more likely to have memories.
• [129] I recently realized, I wonder if people who were good to you in a past life still have a good relationship with you now, and people you had a bad relationship with in a past life still have an awkward relationship now.
• [131] >>129 Maybe, maybe not. But, I don’t remember clearly, but I think there was a similar discussion in one of the previous threads, and I feel like I read that people who oppose you are mutual challenges. Sorry for being vague, I don’t know the details.
• [145] Not sure if you can call it a past life, but… apparently, my paternal ancestors were samurai serving Tachibana Muneshige. My older sister’s good friend from elementary and middle school also had ancestors who were samurai serving Tachibana Muneshige. And a teacher who helped my sister and me a lot in middle school also had connections to Tachibana Muneshige (= samurai lineage?). With so many connections so close by, I seriously wonder if there isn’t some strange fate involved.

Bushi (Samurai): The warrior class in Japan from the medieval to early modern periods (roughly 10th to 19th centuries), or a person belonging to that status.

• [147] >>145 Sounds like a soul group.
• [166] Not sure if it’s a past life memory, but when I was little, whenever I had a fever, I always saw the same hallucination. I’m riding a horse on a narrow path high up on a cliff in the Andes Mountains, then a large rock falls from above, and I fall and die along with a small white flower that was nearby. I’ve had other dreams related to South America too. A dream where I, dressed as an ancient Roman soldier, am raiding an indigenous village. I go into one house, and an old indigenous man and his grandchild are hiding in the back, looking at me with terrified eyes, trembling. I don’t kill those two and leave the place. A dream of being attacked by a massive swarm of butterflies or moths in a rainforest. When I was little, even though I was a girl, I apparently used to ride stuffed animals like horses, and their ears would come off. Moreover, I lived in Central/South America for several years as a child due to my parents’ work, and I’ve also been to Spain due to connections. Sometimes I think maybe I was Spanish in a past life, went to invade South America, and died there.
• [183] >>166 Are both your parents Japanese?
• [243] This is >>166. Sorry for the late reply. Yes, they are Japanese. My father majored in Spanish, so we have strong ties to Spanish-speaking regions.
• [181] Maybe [180] had such severe chuunibyou (teen delusions of grandeur) in a past life that they were locked up in a mental hospital. I think the first five lines are [180]’s past-life internal delusions. Quite seriously.
• [184] It might just be a dream, but I often dream of a seaside town. I remember bookstores, parks, national roads, quite realistically. In the dream, I’m cycling along the seaside national road with someone, or having a barbecue in a large park. I think I’ve had the same dream about this town 5 or 6 times. And the other day, I found out that my dream-self is placed in a facility for children who are truant or have family problems. My dream-self is enjoying the experience in the facility somewhat, but has calmly resolved, “Once I leave here, it’ll just be lonely and painful again, so I’ll die after leaving the facility.” It’s so realistic, I’ve started wondering if this isn’t a past life. Also, there’s another town that often appears in my dreams, and it seems to be the town where I live as an adult after leaving the facility.
• [188] Fantastical worlds like in manga that seem too far-fetched, or dreams without realistic emotions, I think those are just miscellaneous dreams, not past lives? In my case, it’s not dreams, but scenes that have remained in my mind since childhood that I believe are past lives. A scene I saw on TV as an adult (foreign country) matched my own memory.
• [206] I was probably the child of a hunter’s family? But I couldn’t stand the smell of blood, so I grew up at a shrine. I helped with shrine rituals (shinji), but fell in love with a man who worked in forestry, and got permission from the head priest (kannushi) and my parents to marry him. I have memories of being quite happy… I think I collapsed and died near the kamado (stove) or in the doma (earthen floor area). No dramatic memories like others have lol. Someone with spiritual abilities looked into it for me, and apparently, I also lived somewhere around present-day Tibet. Died by execution, apparently… I have a slight memory of that.

Jinja: Facilities based on the beliefs of Shinto, Japan’s indigenous religion, for enshrining deities (kami).
Shinji: Rituals and ceremonies in Shinto.
Kannushi: Shinto priests who serve at shrines and conduct rituals.
Kamado: A traditional Japanese cooking stove fueled by wood or charcoal.
Doma: An indoor space in traditional Japanese houses with an earthen floor, or one hardened with plaster or tataki (pounded earth), rather than floorboards. Used for work without removing shoes.

• [220] Until about 3 years ago, I lived near the Tokaido area. It was a region with old-fashioned houses and storehouses lined up. The first time I set foot there, I couldn’t help but feel incredibly nostalgic. There was a spot in front of a station with a small waterfall feature, and when I passed by it, I heard a sound like a shishi-odoshi (deer scarer), and suddenly, I saw an image. A woman in a kimono with her hair tied up, and a man in a kimono with a topknot (mage). Both seemed to be smiling. It was just for a moment. I wonder if that was my parents from a past life… I think.

Shishi-odoshi: A device primarily found in Japanese gardens, where water flows into a bamboo tube, causing it to tip and empty, then swing back and strike a stone, making a sound. Originally used to scare away birds and animals from crops.
Mage: A traditional Japanese hairstyle where hair is gathered and tied into a knot on top or at the back of the head. Various styles existed depending on the era and social status.

• [232] It’s nice that everyone remembers. I feel left out because I can’t remember anything at all. I check here sometimes hoping something might trigger a memory, but it’s still impossible.
• [236] I remembered my past life when I was 20. At first, it was fragmented, then gradually pieced together. I also realized there are people around me connected from that past life. It was fun. I was immersed in the memories for 1-2 years. But eventually, I came to accept them as the past and decided to live my future life anew.
• [237] >>236 Yes, that’s right. I imagine you went through a lot to reach that point of acceptance, but reading your post, I feel I can move forward a little. I was able to naturally pray that the many people I met in past lives will fulfill their destinies with rich hearts and contentment in this current age. Thank you. Let’s both fulfill our destinies!
• [169] After wandering the desert, I finally reached a town, but there’s no one here. I can hear children’s voices from afar, but see no sign of them. The houses show signs that someone was just here, so where did the residents disappear to? I’m starving, haven’t eaten in three days. I search for food, but there’s nothing in this town. After a while, I noticed a nice smell wafting from a house tucked away in the back. What, are they having a party in that house? Oh well, I’ll ask for some food there. The moment I entered the house, my feet got stuck to the floor, I couldn’t move. Damn, it’s a trap. Just then, a child’s voice came from above. “Mom, caught another cockroach.” My life was over.