i don't know if this is a past life or not, but i know it's a memory.
ok, so, i can't remember which war, but i was hiding in like, a forest area. All of a sudden a green, American plane crashed into a clearing, somewhere away from the main battle field. it blew up, and i know who was in that plane..it was a man. but i never knew who it was until a couple months ago.
turns out, it was my dad's cousin. my dad told me that he had a cousin fight in the war, he was a pilot..and his plane was shot down.
Some of the past lives above are not historically accurate. Just saying.
I was an young nun in Ireland, I would guess sometime in the 1800s. I was terrified of Mother Superior and lived in a small, dirty room with a straw mattress and a dirty, old mirror (possibly made from metal) that I kept on the wall because it was from my family (I think possibly my family had died, or someone had died and given me that mirror--and that was all that was left, so I was permitted to keep it).
That's all I remember. It was confirmed by a Reiki practitioner who is also clairvoyant, who had never met me, and offered the information freely without me asking.
The life I remember most clearly is a life I spent as a Vestal Virgin. I was in love with a soldier, even going so far as to sneak out to meet him and after my 30 years as a Vestal were up we were going to get married, but then he ended up in an arranged marriage to someone else, so I spent the rest of that life as a Vestal.
I have also been a priest during the Middle Ages, a rabbi, and an English woman who committed suicide during the Renaissance.
ningyou: No kidding! And it's really NOT a glamorous life. But I think being a Priest (spiritual leader of any sort) in past lives means one must practice being such until it is perfected. So all I say is "oy! I have to do this AGAIN????" 'Cause I certainly haven't perfected it! LOL!
