It was our very first conversation. Tears sprang to his eyes. Transported back, the memory clearly overwhelmed him.
“I was alone, perched up top in a church tower, looking down on Saint Marco’s Square in Venice. I started to weep and didn’t know why. And then it hit me. I’d been there before ~ in another life. I felt it to my core. This place was a significant piece of my past. It was almost painful.”
I don’t think I’ve ever had a past-life memory as vivid, though I do believe I’ve lived before. For instance, I've always had a strong affinity for Hispanic and Italian cultures. Not Asian. Not German. Not Indian. I swear I have a latin soul. But why? Is that who I’ve been in the past?
We talked more, blown away at sharing the same beliefs a lot of people would consider illogical - even insane. But it seems to us that, if we do have more than one, each life is meant to teach us specific lessons. And finally, when our “young souls” have learned all things meaningful about our existence, we reach the highest level of wisdom and understanding. That's when we become “old souls”.
I have no idea which life I’m in now, though I definitely hope I’m on my way to becoming an old soul. There have been several in my life who have taught and touched me deeply. Seems like a state well-worth aspiring to.
Do old souls and young souls really exist? What are your beliefs about the possibility of past lives? Looking forward to hearing from you!
Friday, July 2, 2010
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- Trish
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- 50's and Fabulous - that's the way it's supposed to be, right? I have to admit, being here is not such a bad deal. A few years ago we sold the farm (literally) and moved to the jungle. Who knew that I'd be spending life with monkeys, scarlet macaws and sloths? It's actually pretty awesome, though I have learned that no Paradise is perfect. I'll tell you more about that sometime... But for now, come share all the savvy and sparkle we've grown into over the years. Speak your heart, tell your stories. Here's to us ~ Cheers!
There is a piece of music in Vivaldi's Four Seasons that takes me to a gauzy memory of another life. It's mid-1700's.
ReplyDeleteI don't know that I've lived that life but I react in such a visceral way when I hear music evoking that era that I can't help but believe it's so.
How cool is that? And do you relate to that era in general somehow?
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