Proof of Reincarnation | Dorothy Eady: Ancient Egyptian Priestess Reborn 

When my daughter was 2, I caught her sadly looking out the window. I didn't expect her to answer so explicitly and with articulate consideration when I off-handedly asked her, "What's the matter honey?" She said, "I miss my children."

My grandma was Yaquii native American born on a reservation in tuscon, Arizona. She was very spiritual. She told my dad she wanted to be reincarnated into a dove. 2 months after she passed, a beautiful white dove would come visit my dad everyday for 2 weeks. It would land on my dad's shoulder and eat from his hand. Pretty sure it was my grandma.

When my little cousin was 3 or 4 i used to babysit him. He went through a period where he would talk about being an old man. Once when he brought it up i asked him what he remembered he said he remember his chest hurting really bad and he was scared and that then he changed and wasnt an old man anymore and wasnt scared. It was so werid. Still gives me chills.

I've had a recurring dream all my life of flying over a city on a delta. I'm 70 now, and when I was staying with friends in Brisbane, Australia I realised that it was the city I'd dreamed about. I knew my way around, I remembered buildings that aren't there any more. But the weirdest thing happened on a train. A young man asked me for directions to the airport - the train goes there, he was on the wrong line, he had to change lines. After he left the train I had the strongest feeling that I'd sent him in the wrong direction! Brisbane's airport is on the eastern side of the city, but I KNEW the airport was to the south west. Turns out there's an old airport there called Archerfield. Rarely used now, but used a lot in WW2. So yes, I definitely believe I'm reincarnated, and was a pilot who flew regularly out of Archerfield.

I'll never forget what my little sister said when she was 4 years old. "My old mommy hurt me so bad, but my new mommy saved me when I woke up, and it was all better." My eyes water every time I think about it.

My wife use to know these two little twin girls. They were born on the leap year day which was rare. They spoke about their past lives and how they served in a war. Even gave names and events. These girls were about 6 years old at that time and after some digging there was truth to their stories.

I had a lil girl. She had a rough start she needed a liver transplant. During the time after her transplant. If I would cry and she catch me she would caress my face and say don't cry I use to be your mom I'll take care of you. She said she was with a boy that I sent her. She would talk about a place of peace and how I had no need to worry bc she would be fine. This continued until about 5. She was almost 3 when it started she was transplanted at 21 months. Even now it's like she senses when I'm down even if I don't show it. She will caress my face and say stop worrying yourself mom. Were a team. She has such an intuition to me. My son is the same. He always says I sense you. Stop worrying and you will sense me too.

We are not humans having a conscious experience, we are a consciousness having a human experience. 😉

I was walking with my youngest to pick up my oldest at school. We were talking, when she suddenly said, "Do you remember when I was your mother?" My mother died 9 months before she was born and she is very much like my mother. A relative sent a picture of my mother at age 10, when my daughter was 10. Identical.

Her knowing where those rooms were underground, if true, is amazing.

This one hit home. Right in that age range you said from 2-5 I always told my parents stories and said “When I was big” it was always funny to my mom. She tells people to this day 40ish years later that I believed you were “big” then got “small” then got big again. Also found out my dad did this when he was a kid too.

My youngest brother used to always talk about his friends from his past life, so much so he used to get mad when we called him his real name instead of “James/Jimmy.” We used to make him cry by calling him Tracy (his real name) he would run at us full speed trying to seriously hurt us! One day in the car my mother was driving and he freaked out so much so she pulled over. He jumped out the car and ran up to this house banging on the door asking for “Peter and Paulie” the older Sicilian woman had a confused look on her face as my mother was literally dragging him back to the car. She pleaded with my mother to stop and have a espresso as she started to cry. So, here we are, a Native American and black family sitting on the 95 year old woman’s porch as she’s talking fervently with my 4 year old brother. Come to find out, she did in fact have two sons named Peter and Paul. One was killed in WW2 and the other lived on Long Island and recently became a grandfather himself. The older woman told us it was a family around the corner who had a small boy named James that was friend with her sons up through high school. She said James left the country in the 60’s and was never heard or seen from again. Come to find out; he moved to Paris France 🇫🇷 with a woman and got sick and passed away there. The woman got us in touch with family members of his who showed us pictures. My brother went through the photo book naming people, school pictures he was naming the teachers and his friends in the class! This was in 1989. Now as an adult; he vaguely remembers any of it. My mother to this day still calls him James. He made our entire family believers in reincarnation. I’ll also never forget how unassuming to the whole thing the old woman was and almost acted as if she expected it. She had tears in her eyes telling us how she always believed we never really died. She was a widow then, and lived alone. Her and my mother kept in touch, she passed away in either ‘93-‘94. I can’t remember exactly. But I remember my mother crying when she told us; and my brother at this time was about 8 or 9, comforted my mother and said, “Don’t worry she’s already on her way back too! We always come back!”

I had a near death experience when I was 22. There was no bright light, no hellfire and brimstone. I felt like I was slipping into a deep dream state free of the pain I was going through, then saw images like I was flying through the universe at hyperspeed. When I was brought back, only thing I wanted was to go back to dream state I had just left. It was peace.

I am a physics major a business owner and a father of two girls and sometimes I get anxiety late at night and I don't have anybody to talk to you. I'd love to look at RU-vid videos to relax, however none are more calming and reassuring than yours. You have amazing content and I literally can't wait for the next video and when I'm stressed out I find your Cadence very soothing and your articulation very refreshing. I hope this is something that has changed your life for the better because you have a gift and you deserve it. I know you don't know how much you have helped me but thank you brother.

I am an English engineer from the North West, but i can vividly remember being a shepherd in Western Turkey in a former life, I have visited the region and wow The weather, the smells, the sounds, even the animals in the area reacted to me like they knew me. I was definitely there before

When my brother was little he use to always have stories about when he was “older”… We would be in a grocery store and he would say things like “mommy remember when I was older and I was big and strong with a lot of muslces “ .. he’s now in a way a body builder. He would also talk about activities and things he did when he was “older” , from such a young age.. til about the time he was 6 or 7. Crazy part is he was a premature , so since the beginning of his life we have always considered him to be extra blessed to be here ❤

Some years ago I had a cousin who was maybe four at the time, sitting in the backseat of the car during a drive. He was looking out the window at nothing and his eyes were slowly welling up with tears and he let out a sniffle. His mom asked what was the matter and he replied, "I'm sorry mommy, but I just can't stop thinking about the day I drowned." He was so sincere. Freaked her out good.

By the way, it's sheer joy to read all the comments, and shared experiences from others in this channel. What a wealth of contributions!

My kid (toddler yrs) would scream "i lived there" or '"that's where im from", everytime we would drive by this abandoned house with a huge field behind it. I once said, "in that old house?" To which was replied, " No silly, my house was in the field behind that house, me and my Twin Kayla were born there".

This one gave me the chills. The world isn’t what it seems.

There is also the case of Lobsang Rampa, an english plumber that had fallen out of a fir tree in his garden and when he regained his conscience wrote several books containing insights of tibetan culture and monastery rituals that were not available to outsiders. He wrote at least 20 books and his explanation for this knowledge was what he called a process of transmigration of the soul.

When my brother was 3, he drew a picture of the inside of a cockpit and explained to my mom what all the gauges were and how to fly the plane. He had no exposure to planes. He said he died in a war when he was shot down. When my daughter was 3, she told me that I was her daughter "before" and that I died before she did so when she died, she had to find me, and I was "already born" so she had to be "the little girl this time." When I was a kid, I would have repeating dreams of different houses and people, and being killed on a beach in one of them.

When about 3-5 years old, I used to be scared of Roman soldiers. I used to play defending our house against them, nobody knew where the idea came from but they just played along. This memory was completely gone till not so long ago my grandma reminded me about it.

I've done past life regression hypnosis. We carry over and recreate our traumas. That's why forgiveness and being unbothered are so important in life.

Never seen a channel that gets so many positive comments. It’s just person after person saying how much they love these vids. Bravo dude. You’re clearly doing a lot of things right!

I am 58 years old and have remembered my past life since I was 3 years old. it is strange to miss a place you can't remember the name of or remember a mother and siblings but not sure of their names or location. I just know I died in a Tsunami in Japan, and I was a boy around age 8. I remember my mother, older brother and younger sister. I remember the day I died. The house, the neighbors, a small white dog, my sister's dirty face as we sat on a bed like structure waiting for my mother to serve dinner she was cooking. It was a 3 room house, more like a shack if you ask me. The stove in the corner she cooked from and it was raining that day. Outside you could see the ocean from where we lived, up on a small hill, then the water came up from the ocean, it had all kinds of stuff in it. Our little dog ran out of the house I went after it and I drowned. It was so bad that when I was in 1st grade I told the teacher I was kidnapped, name changed and dressed like a girl to hide me. Yeah that did not go over well. Around age 10 I made up my own language so my friend and I could pass notes in school without teacher knowing what it said, Turned out I was writing mostly in Kanji! For me there is NO DOUBT reincarnation exists.

This is the only channel on RU-vid that I’ve watched every single video from. ❤

Wow! Wow! Her and I have a similar situation. When I was about 3 I became obsessed with the Egyptian culture. At 5 I was brought to a Egyptian exhibit and no one could pull me away for hours. I refused to go and just stared at them unmoving. I kept seeing flashes of visions, I remember this because it was that significant to me. I often think my daughter is also my mother in law that passed away shortly before she was conceived. She looks and acts just like her lol

My son is eight years old, many, many times he has referenced a former life. He said, his hands are tiny now but they used to be big. He said he had a different Mommy, has described another house and has said, his name was James, his name is Elijah....and he wanted to go back......I listen, without questioning and I believe he may be remembering, and I am just in awe when he mentions these things from time to time.

My dad has always said that he remembers the way he died in his last life. Its an unsettling story. He says he was being held in the bathtub, like a baby (he therefore presumes that he was a baby). The woman holding him, he recognised as his older sister - though he knows no one who looks like her in this life. As he was held, his sisters face wasnt solid, it was swaying and wavy. He believes she was holding him under the water, and that thats how he died. For a long time, none of us believed him. But as I get older, im more inclined to believe him all the time. Im just glad he doesnt remember any pain from that experience.

The one photograph of young Dorothy Eady around 12 years old is a photo of Anne Frank. I appreciate your channel, which I found recently. Such interesting subjects and from a great storyteller! I LOVE Hecklefish!

When my kid was around 3 he saw an old pair of boxing gloves. He told everyone about how he used to be a champion of this game and he had won the biggest award. He said this happened across the ocean. He talked about practicing in a gym and something happening to his ear in a fight which made him deaf on that side.

When my son was 10 months old he woke up one morning and was sitting in a dazed stare as he was coming out of sleep. At this point he could speak no words. I jokingly said "what did you dream about buddy?" and he said in clear English "I was dead." My wife is still freaked out about it months later.

What I love about this channel is the way it brings this community together. I don’t comment much but I do read the comments often and the way people respect each other’s opinions here is something you don’t see very often on any social media platforms. Plus hecklefish is my hero.

Beautiful story, and yes, I believe this is true. Reminds me of the opening scenes of the movie “mr noboby” when the angels press their finger on the child’s upper lip to “forget, or be quiet” about where they came from. Some, if not most children remember very early in their life, but they are silenced, and shamed for the things they say. Imagine if they were encouraged to keep trying to remember 🤔

I was absolutely FASCINATED by ancient Egyptian culture throughout my entire childhood. I used to collect all things related to Pharaohs and Gods from trinkets, books and even stamps. I never quite understood where that fascination came from, but I've always had a feeling it could be related to one of my past lives.

When my youngest son turned 3 he would get really serious and sad and talk about how his old dad used to hurt his old mom so he unalived his old dad and his old mom got mad at him and pushed him and he got sick and was "scared to go up." He mentioned it 7 or 8 times over 6 months and then stopped. He's only 4 now and says he doesn't remember them anymore.

What’s so amazing about Dorothy and her parents especially is how much she was allowed to seek out the information and how her parents really nourished that desire. I mean even NOW it would be hard to accept what she said, but her parents did it back when “children were seen not heard”. Awesome. Oh yeah: ask #7? Hecklefish aquarium figures. Please.

As I have Seen the Movie Shenandoah, with James Stewart at Age of 12 Years old, I never had seen the Confederate Battle Flag. I never had heard of the War of Secession in The US. North against South. But as I have seen the Flag, it was like a rush through my entire Body and Soul. Since then, i have studied this Time Period because i was obsessed... I felt to be at home in this Story and Time. More as at present time.

Im glad she was able to go home.

My sister took a trip to Normandy and brought back a jar of sand from the beach. When she handed it to my brother he began to cry and said he didn't know why but he felt a jolt of electricity and an overwhelming urge to cry

My Grandson has been in my care since he was 10 months old. He's 5 years old now. He used to talk about when he used to be bigger like me and could do what he wanted without being told he couldn't. He still does occasionally, but not much.

I remember my past life. I was a sheep farmer in peru and died in an earthquake trapped under rubble. I remember the rock shacks, the slope of the hills and I weirdly had a vision of the arms outstretched jesus statue in rio which felt like it didnt fit. I knew it was peru but had no idea that statue would be a common statue in south america. When I finally got the courage to research, I was drawn to the area of ancash and in the exact time I knew it was, found a photo of the same type of arms outstretched jesus statue, surrounded by rubble from an earthquake. It gave me chills. I saw the shacks on google maps and the gradient of the hills. everything matched. Maybe I will visit on day but it reassures and unsettles me in equal measure. I also have a memory of being stabbed by a bayonette in france, falling dead off a horse and my face being in the mud. I remember wearing square shoes, a smelly itchy wig and writing with pen and ink. thats all from that one. These aren't dreams they feel like a memory just like what I had for dinner yesterday.

These can also be explained by another method. We tend to think that memories are stored in the brain, but what if memories are stored outside of the brain? What if the brain acts like a memory register that knows where to look for the memory? This would mean, in some cases, that someone might be able to access memories from someone else. Especially younger people, as they wouldn't get as much feedback from their own memories. There is evidence from NDEs that people can still experience and remember things even when their brains shut down. So, that would mean awareness and memories are separate from our bodies. So, these cases certainly point to some supernatural evidence and should be investigated. Just imagine if we could help people with memory issues get their memories, for instance.

When my daughter was 2 she would draw 5 crosses, 1 big in the center with 4 smaller ones in each quadrant. I didn’t think much of it until I noticed she had drawn it on the underside of our kitchen table. When I looked it up it was a symbol used by the Knights Templar….

My whole life I never felt like I belonged here. I always felt like an outsider no matter where I was or how involved I was in a situation. I was born to two mentally ill and abusive parents and I am sure that didnt help my situation. As a teenager I would try to talk to my 'friends' about it and ask them questions and they all thought I was weird, which I guess I was. I always sensed there was more to my experience than just having a crappy up bringing and I started reading psychology books, case studies and unexplained crazy experiences others had. One Saturday when I was looking for something to do I noticed an open invitation to a group discussion in a town about 16 miles away, so I went. It turned out to be some obscure religious group that met and chanted in unison a one syllable sound (like people do with Ohm, but it wasnt that one) that vibrated my entire body. After that everyone had a chance to say something and I remember each weekend I attended I always had something to say. Mentally I was in a pretty bad place at that time in my life. This was done several times over the hour or so until it became quite informal and people talked to each other in small groups. After one of these meetings during the informal part an older gentleman came over to me and got about a foot from my face and looked directly into my eyes and said, "You look like and old Soul" and that Old Souls tend to have a hard time in this time period. Then he explained to me that they were a group that embraced their incarnated past and celebrated it. And he said that they were encouraged to read a book by Dr. Michael Newton titled, "Journey of Souls'. After leaving I immediately went to a Barnes & Noble Store in the next town and bought the book. Dr. Newton is a hypnotherapist that inadvertently started bringing people back to past lives and to what he called Life Between Lives experiences. It is mostly in dialogue form from his sessions. I was so intrigued that I did an Internet search to find a practitioner in my area and found one about a half hour away. I did five sessions total and uncovered two past life experiences which changed my life entirely. The first one was, I think, in the neolithic period and the other was in the U S in the mid 1700's. The part that really impacted me was the love I felt from my family from those experiences. After coming out of the first session I could physically feel the tension in my heart just dissipate and at the end of the second experience I watched myself die from a heart attack in my store. Now I understand why I always felt that I didn't belong in this lifetime. For me this was a culture shock in the way my current family treated me compared to those two past experiences. To this day I am disgusted with how toxic society has become toward family and society in general. I do a lot of meditation, reading and introspection to overcome the soul damage this lifetime has inflicted on me. I am so ready for this one to be over and get back to my Spirit family.

I was killed in the Vietnam war. At the age of 3 years old my mom said I was having horrible nightmares of being in war.

Another really fascinating episode! Thank you guys for your hard work doing these videos. I was hypnotized and regressed in a number of sessions years ago, and re lived pieces of 8 different past lives, full immersion. It was an amazing experience. Please keep the great videos coming!🙏👍🏼

I used to have the same dreams almost every night. One dream was I was on a steep hill with bright green grass and large gray rocks jutting out of the hillsides and further up the hill the rocks formed a mountain top. On this hill I would be fighting enemies with a large sword. I remember in one of the dreams I was hashed in the thigh and bled to death. Another dream I had frequently was a beautiful brown skinned woman was looking down at me smiling. She was about 35 years old and had the biggest brown eyes and bright smile. I had this dream for years. She would always visit me and just look down at me and smile. I finally found her, in highschool. She was my soul mate. By this time I forgot about the dreams but I remembered them agai one day when my wife woke me up looking down at Me just smiling. It the woman in my dream and it just clicked for me when she did that. I told her about my dreams and she said “Well yeah…..I know it was me.”

When my little sister was a child she was visited by a ghost, almost every night. She would mention this lady and what she looked like as well as conversations that they had, which were a little to informative for her age. So finally one day my sister woke up and she said her room was filling with a greenish fog so she went into the hallway until that was full of fog and then went into my parents room until the smoke went away. When. She went back into her room, her mirror had the fog on it and she said the lady was fixing the mirror and she left a hand print on it. So my parents went and put the mirror over a steaming kettle the next morning and an adult sized hand was visible. Now we all knew she isn't exaggerating a dream, this is really happening! So a few years goes by with everybody in my house catching glimpses of it. Later on my mom and my sister went to a psychic, and without mentioning the ghost, the psychic started telling them about the ghost! She said my sister in her past life was a hippy in the 60s and overdosed and died and she was guiding my sister down the right path, to assure she wouldn't make the same mistake..

Brilliant and gripping to watch, I love your show !! Brilliant work AJ, HeckleFish, and the Team, Keep up the great work

I love rewatching your videos AJ... Thanks for everything you're doing, your research is great..

My son was 6 years old and we were at the eye doctor getting glasses. Picking up a pair of horn rimmed glasses frames, my son says quite excitedly “this is what I looked like when I was old!” I was like”huh?” He then repeated the same phrase adamantly. Super weird!

I love the way these videos are formatted. Absolutely addicted. The fact that not only is the story told with the utmost sense of truth behind it, but it's also then instantly followed up why something is bunk with genuine skepticism for it being bunk. Fantastic.

My greatest respect for your channel is your scientific and sceptical approach to issues. It is highly commendable in a world where folks stick with tradition and superstitions!

I'm always watching these over and over. All of then

Worth the wait. Aj and Hecklefish have taken storytelling to a whole new level. When I found this Channel months back, it instantly became my all time favorite on RU-vid. I watch all the videos over and over. The way you play the suspense and deliver goosebumps... You're a master at work.

There was a gentleman who lived across the street from me. He never said he was reincarnated but would talk about a small town he visited during a bus layover after being drafted. He said he knew everything about the town. the building, the houses, He would know what was around the corner before he got there. He did not know any of the people. He could not stay longer due to his bus schedule, but always wondered how he knew all that.

I had a dream of my past life. I used to belong to a wealthy family but I fell in-love with a man below our social class. I had to leave him because i was betrothed to another by my family. I remember singing a song in the dream and promising him that I will find him in the next life. I woke up crying and singing the song. I did find him again, we fell inlove again, but I am not sure if we will be together in this lifetime.. 😅

Dorothy Eiddy was a true angelic mystic!!! I've read her writing. She's remarkable.

The story of the WWII fighter pilot James Huston that was reincarnated as James Lenininger is a FASCINATING story and was made into a biographical book called Soul Survivor. What AJ didn't talk about was that 'current' James spoke with the pilot's then eighty-six year old sister, and that's where things got REALLY interesting. (This was an amazing video, BTW. Love your channel 💪)

When I was young, I always dream of snow, vikings, ships, open big fire and near night (dusk or dawn) battles in mud. I used to tell them to anyone who listens but can’t piece them all together. 😂 Now that I’m all grown up, I’m always drawn to everything nordic & snow. BTW, I was born, grew up and living in a tropical country. Love your content, Jen 🫶🏼

What an great story! Thanks for being awesome.

When I watch Mike Wheeler in Stranger Things, I get the chills because it feels I’m seeing my younger self. He’s fictional, but Finn Wolfhard shares a lot of my personality. I often wonder if reincarnation can occur at the same time, because time & space are different in the spirit world ✨ A spiritual friend shared with me, I am you, and you are me, and I froze knowing it’s real.

My daughter told me once when she was barely able to talk “don’t you remember when I was the mom and you were the kid? Told you I would find you again” My jaw dropped. She has never spoken about it after that or able to give me any details. Just very confident she used to be my mom in a past life. She does like to boss me around 😂 soul ties are interesting

I remember living with a giant who was kind to me…I know this may sound crazy but I’m going to say it anyways. We stayed in a cave at the top of a mountain. A mountain so tall that climbing it was never an option for me. I can remember looking outward and looking at the peaks from trees poking through the clouds from the opening of the cave. He was kind and the cave was warm. I felt safe. I can also remember getting around by riding on his shoulder. As a little girl I can remember talking to my Mom and anyone who would listen about the time when I lived with giants. Sounds crazy I know…but I had to get this off my chest.

Amazing. As a young boy I remembered being an adult and I would tell my mother that I would meditate and could even levitate. Idk what that was about now but it's interesting

I was born in 1982 and always felt drawn to that time period and had dreams of it

My aunt remembers her past life. A research team once came to check her when she was a child and advised everybody to not ask her much about her past memories, otherwise it will disturb her mentally. My father and uncle never talks about it in front of her. She also identifies souls and spirits belonging to her past life, when they come to visit her. She is also able to see spirits of dead people at any location but choose not to talk to them and that is one of the reason she never stays at any other place during night.

I love how Dorothy's parents supported her truths, and encouraged her to learn about her beautiful past life, in Egypt 🙏💝🙏🌅

Another great presentation. Thank you.

I first heard this story from Mr Ballen, but you provided new insight and a wonderful angle on this phenomenon.

The soul is birthless, eternal, imperishable and timeless and is never terminated when the body is terminated. - Bhagvad Gita ( 5000yrs ago )

it’s so interesting to read all of these stories!

I love the story of Betty Eady and her lover Seti, who eould come to her in spirit-- so to speak.

Wow, I can't believe I never heard of her. Back in the 80's the King Tut exhibit came to San Francisco. I was in the second grade. When our class was walking through, I started crying, I felt this huge loss. Near the end was the statue of Nefertiti, when I saw her, I immediately knelt down, head bowed, one hand down, one palm toward her, and felt his enormous pain in my whole body. When my teacher came over, all I could say was "They're all gone, and I'm still here." My teacher thought it was beautiful, my mom made my life hell. I never spoke of it again, until right now. This life is very, very weird.

My husband pointed out that energy (like of a soul, or like a human being puts out during life) can't be destroyed only changed so reincarnation makes more sense than having that energy simply dissipate. That makes more sense to me!

Thx to both of u

"Ghost Inside My Child" is a great show that describes reincarnation stories, including the fighter pilot kid. He ended up meeting his former squadron crewmen which was pretty neat.

Ever since I can remember I dream of my husband I had in my past life. I still see his eyes and his features and to this day I wonder if I’ll ever love someone as much as I loved him. Sometimes I’ll have dreams that seem a lot more like memories and I’ll see the cabin in the holler we lived in and our daughter.

This is so interesting because I remember being a little girl in I think Russia. My parents always told me that I talked about it when I was younger. I also remember how I died very young by grabbing a pot of water on the stove that was boiling and accidentally pulled it over my head. Those were my first memories, and I told my parents, but they always said that never happened to me, and there is not any Russian type of architecture anywhere near me. I still have a fear of boiling water on the stove and have nightmares sometimes about it. Reincarnation is a very interesting subject to me.

AJ thank you for your content, its well balance entertaining and educational. I love how after painting a beautiful story you give the other side and let the audience get to their own conclusions

There is a gentleman right now in the world named Matias DeStephano. He’s from Argentina but he remembers his past life in Egypt. I find it very interesting that even if you don’t believe his story, the information he gives is very poignant and feels true. I 100% believe in reincarnation personally but to each their own

There’s a story of a Child who knew who he was in a past life and his old family didn’t live to far away and were all still alive. They (university of Virginia research dept) took him to the home of his old family and he knew them all by name and they sat and talked and he knew things only he would know. Family memories , secrets, dates , names, etc etc and the old family knew it was the deceased family member without a doubt. Cool story that is fascinating because there is no other explanation

I would like you to do a story about Doppelgängers... I slightly remember a story about a European woman who was a teacher and while teaching inside her classroom her students would see her outside walking around and others would spot her in different places but the teacher herself never actually came into direct contact with... always seemed to be within close range but never meeting, very strange story.

I can still remember things when I was 3 and started to remember my before life. I freaked out everyone I knew that knew me back then. 50 years ago, but I still remember.

Ahh I found you what like 3 days ago and I'm binge-watching all of it! I do believe in reincarnation so this is awesome

I was always a believer in reincarnation. I’ve had a reoccurring dream since I could remember from a young age. I never really spoke about it with anyone until an event happened when I was playing with my eldest son when he was about 2 and a half years of age. We were playing with some toys in his room on the floor. Then I began putting his clothes away and he stopped playing and paused from doing everything momentarily . I decided to watch him thinking he was looking at the baby soccer ball in front of him. He began to look sad and he turned from the ball and said this with a heavy sigh, “ I died…I died…I died.” It blew my mind . This incident solidified my belief. I then began researching and found that many others , including myself have had our own experiences.

I was playing guitar for four year old Jorden. I would make the chords and let the little boy strum the strings. He loved it. Out of the blue he said, "I used to play when I was big."

My favorite show on the internet. AJ you’re the man 👊🏼

This video is fantastic! I’ve never heard this story before! Thank you for sharing 🙏🏻🤍

I remember a similar conversation with my mother at around that age. The words, "I want to go home" struck a chord with me. I remember uttering those same words. What a tremendous gift this woman recieved.

Many years ago, I read a book about Dorothy. "Ohm Seti" and was fascinated by it. I'm glad you covered her life today. I have had flashes of previous lives at different times in my life, but just flashes. I wish I knew more about them. My late husband remembered several of his past lives and even his deaths. The deaths were not pleasant, but they gave him the peace of knowing life doesn't end.

Another awesome video. Thank you.

The reason why reincarnation makes sense to me is existence itself. One day I was suddenly here, conscious, existing, from apparently nothing. So why should it not be possible for that to happen again?

Thank you for this. I remember a few of mine. Knowing things can be quite a burden. It doesn't surprise me that her mental health was questioned. Generally reincarnation is not believed and a persons sanity is questioned. I loved this one 💚

You are probably the best storyteller I have ever heard! The way you present your topic and aren't the least pushy while explaining fact from fiction. I love this channel!

This channel is my new daily fix 😁 Thank you

Thank you for a great topic coverage

I used to have a reoccurring dream about being a civil war soldier coming home after the war was officially declared over and going to a dance at the town square and a woman in a gown who had waited for me to return to her. And each time in the dream she would say “welcome home” and I would say “I promised you I would come back”