The Haunting REINCARNATION CASE of Blake Hocken | Reincarnated Children 

In 1995 We moved into a brand new house. Our son was 2 1/2yo. We bought a Chinese takeaway after a long day of moving in. We sat at the table to eat when son refused to eat with a fork. He insisted on using chopsticks. He got them out of the drawer and sat at the table. We laughed saying “Just use a fork or you’re going starve trying chopsticks”. We were gobsmacked to see him not only holding them properly but actually eating his food with them like he’d done it for years. Husband says “Where did you learn to eat with chopsticks?” Son says “I used to use them before, a long time ago”.

When my son was 3 and a half, he 'matter of fact' told me that he chose me to be his mum. He said, 'when I was in heaven with my sister and your grandma I watched you and chose you to be my mum' I had never ever mentioned that I lost a baby girl years before. She was born prem and lived six weeks.... when she died in my arms I watched her soul rise and clear as day saw my grandma reach down to take her. I had previously named my daughter Megan Grace, my grandma was Eva Grace. My grandma came to reassure me and take her namesake home. So the fact that my son mentioned those two souls as his guides before coming down was astounding to me.. a beautiful confirmation.

When I was a child, I used to have the same vivid dream over and over again. In the dream I was standing at the top of the staircase when a man busts into our house and shoots my mother and father right in front of me. When he looks up and sees me, he aims the shotgun at me and hits me right in the middle of the stomach. In the dream, I vividly remember looking down and seeing blood pooling out of my dress. As I grew older, the dreams stopped but it’s like a memory I can never forget. And since I was a child, I have had a lot of issues with my GI system including now battling IBS on a daily. I’m not saying I have IBS because of a past life, but I feel like subconsciously I remember that trauma and my body is actually reacting to the memory. Either way, I think all of this is fascinating!

My oldest son is my grandfather (who raised me) reincarnated. He has so many signs and mannerisms of my grandpa, he even loves old county music since age 2 and never heard it before. He told me as I was flipping thru radio stations and passed that style of music in my exact grandpas tone, "Hey, I really like that music!" As if he recognized it instantly and insisted we listen to it. He was born not long after my grandfather died. He is such an old soul. It is wild😮😮😮

I’ll add my daughter’s story… When my youngest of four children was 2-3 years old we were all singing a Sesame Street song that counts in Spanish. My daughter came to me and said that she used to speak Spanish when she lived in Mexico. She said her name was Lupe then. For at least a year, every drawing or writing she did she signed it Lupe. I didn’t pump her with questions (although I often wish I had) and she didn’t talk about it either after that day. She is grown now and in her 30’s, I recently asked her did she remember when she said she was Lupe from Mexico? She did not remember a thing about it. She was the only one of our children that chose to learn Spanish in school. So much about this world we don’t know.

My 4 yo said “you know why my head is sensitive (when I brush it)? It’s because someone shot me in the back of my head and I died. It’s ok tho, it was an accident”. She always had a birth mark under her hair in the exact spot that was sensitive. 😳

When my middle daughter was three I picked her up from daycare. She was sitting in the passenger seat, bc it was back in 1984, and things were a big different. She told me that she was a dog that was hit by a car b4 she was Kristen…Kristen being her current name. It was crazy and kind of freaked me out. If nothing else she had a clear knowledge that she had lived b4. She died in July 2020 when she was 39. I miss her horribly.

When my younger son was 2,5 years old, we were all driving home through our little village, he suddenly said, that he just saw his mom. He is the kind, who talks not so much… It was a dark winter night and nobody was out. My older son - two years older than him, said immediately, that it was not possible, because Mama is right in front of you. But he insisted strongly, that he just saw his mother. I got goosebumps and my husband had no words… I asked him, if she was a good person and he said yes. He told us no more things about her, but I was in peace… he also had a very old and seldom name… it just came in my head… and it fits 100%. He is a very strong personality. And as a baby and little boy he always made himself little and he duck his head, when a helicopter or an airplane flew above us. I was until his birth a big sceptic, but now I am a believer in life after death or before birth. I like this idea. My boys are so great teachers, I am thankful to be their mom in this life. All the best to you ❤ from Austria

As a buddhist,i find this story very acceptable,and to us it seems nothing out of the ordinary or strange,how many of us recall places weve never been,or people we never met can seem so familiar when we see them.Its an interesting subject.

My 3 year old grandson was chatting to me about daily stuff and then he said he used to be a policeman. His 7 year old brother told him as he was only 3 he hadn't been a policeman. The little one was adamant he had indeed been a policeman.. I asked what type of policeman he had been and he said he drove a car. His brother was still telling him he couldn't have been. The little one then said it was before he was born. He then went on to say he was old when he died. I gently probed a little further by which time he had changed the subject to the present. 😊

Before my oldest son turned 3, he began having night terrors about being burned up in a fire. He would start screaming, and he’d be shaking as he described the fire. He said he lived in a round house, and would say how bad it hurt. We lived in an area that didn’t get tv reception, so there was no way he could’ve seen it on tv.

When my daughter was about 2-2 1/2, she would always ask to be put in her crib. I would regularly find her having a conversation while staring up in the corner of her room. I asked her one day who she was talking to. She pointed to the corner smiling and replied, “The Angel right there!” There is much more to this life than what our 5 senses can detect. I’m sure of it.

my wife had a miscarriage, and we chose not to tell our 3 year old about it. However, for a few months afterwards she would all the time be talking to an angel she said was her brother, especially at night when he was "there." she even drew a picture of the famaily with him included. this continued until my wife fell pregnant again, and never happened again. our second daaughter was born the same day as the midcarriage a year earlier.

I remember when I was 4 years I dreamt that I had big hands and that I had killed a person. I knew that once you kill a person, you can’t take it back and it will haunt your life. I still have that feeling buried deeply. I had to do a ketamine treatment for depression and while I was under a voice said to me, “Did you kill anyone this time around?” I responded, “No.”

I am currently enjoying the love and hugs from my daughter that died 10 years ago. She was born into a family, I am very close to!

When my son was around three I was laying with him in bed cuddling he turned to me and told me he was an English pilot in the 2nd world War and he was shot down by the Germans. And that I was his mommy then too. There's no way he saw such a thing on TV or heard it from anyone.

My son used to call me and his father by our first names. When he was almost 4 I asked him why. He told me that he did not want a mom in this life because his other mother whose name was Sally killed him. She was nice to his two brothers who he named, but she locked him in a closet and wouldn't feed or give him water. It was so matter-of-factly and I was asking him questions. He said it was in California. Is brothers would try to give him food and water but their mom would find out and beat on them too. As soon as that happened he started calling me Mom and his dad. It's 36 now and doesn't remember it but boy do I!!! Nobody can tell me that we have not lived before! And people can try to tell me that we do not have aliens from other planet but I don't believe them because I know we do!

I met Carol Bowman. She lived near me in Pa. Her book "Return From Heaven" is extraordinary. I met a child who fit the description of those on the book, people who were in the family and reincarnate into the same family as a child. The child I met was two and she was her own great grand daughter who had been the grandmother of her mother. They had been very close. It is more common than one thinks.

I thought the mother dealt with the situation really well. She neither encouraged nor discouraged her son. Just listened, followed his lead and reminded him he was now safe and loved.

A friend of mine had a daughter who had just started talking. My friend said, "It's so sad that she has a speech impediment." I told her that it wasn't a speech impediment, but an Australian accent and that she'd grow out of it. I also told her to ask her daughter some questions about where she was before she came to this mommy. Unfortunately, my friend never followed up. The daughter did indeed grow out of it. I think it was a missed opportunity.

Always listen to your children. They are open to things across the veil, able to recall past life events, and are telling the truth as they clearly perceive it. It is only we adults that 'label' their experiences and dreams and brush them off as a phase, a nightmare, and overactive imagination. Then, they lose faith in their own perceptions and senses. There are MANY of us that have experienced this. Thank you, Weird World, you have such a way of making our day!!!

My mom was doing something to my niece maybe brushing her hair or something and my niece nonchalantly says to my mom “I used to do this for you when you were a little girl.” She was probably about 4.

When I was about three I was with my grandpa at our church graveyard. I was at the foot of an old grave just staring at it. My grandpa called me to leave but I still kept staring. He finally came over and asked what I was doing. I told him I was visiting my daddy's grave. He told me that I was being silly because my daddy was at home. I said, "No, not that daddy. The daddy I had before him." 😳🤷🏻‍♀️

I know this sounds weird but when I was a kid I had terrible dreams that I was German Nazis. I remember that I fought during the first ww and I become a Nazis during the second war. I also remember that Joseph Geobbel gave a speech in the fuhrer bunker and you can see the sad and fearful looks in everyone's eyes.

When I was in my early 20's I had a dream which felt more realistic than any dream I recall having before. So much so that, when I awoke it took me about 15 seconds to realize who I was and a few good hours before I could stop feeling the emotions from the dream...... In my dream it was the 80's. I know it was because I was a young woman between 17 and early 20's and I was currently wearing my favorite black, leather jacket and I remembered how much I loved my dyed blonde, Ferrah Fawcett hair. In the dream I was super excited because I was walking into a yachte where I had been invited to by this guy I had a major crush on. I recall thinking of him as the popular guy and I was just regular, not one of them and how I couldn't believe I was there! When I reach the back of the yachte (we're on the inside and its a room with a dinning area and sitting area and glass windows along the farwall that opens up to the back deck). My crush, another guy and two girls were there. I was dismayed because I knew them and the girls were always mean to me. I don't recall what conversation occured but it wasn't long and my crush said for me to go wait on the back deck and they'd all join me. The girls giggled and I went ahead and did it despite feeling like a mean prank was underway because I trusted my crush. Anyway, I'm facing the ocean and my crush calls out to me so I turn around. The girls and guy are at the glass doorway smiling or laughing with each other and my crush is standing about 10 feet in front of them. He said something to me but I can't recall what and then lifted his right arm, holding a black hand gun. He then shoots me in the head, a perfect between-the-eye kind of shot and everything faded to black. As it faded to black I remember feeling shock then instantly anger. I remember thinking the words, "You mother f&%$#@." And how I was going to kill him..... When I woke, I was still in a rage. It was so real that later that day I began to research missing women from beach towns in califonia, (where I felt like it happened) as well as, Florida. I looked for specifically females with blonde hair and black, leather jackets. I found one potential but could never verify because I'm from the midwest and to far to really investigate the matter..... I'm not sure but it truly felt like a "memory". Something I'd never thought of but did after reading stories here was to compare my personallity. I was born in '87 and my mother told me (as an adult) that I was a strange child. I was very honest even telling her I knew I'd get into trouble but I was going to do it again (whatever it was I'd gotten in trouble over). I preferred playing by myself and she'd ofter find me in my bedroom closet, talking and playing alone. I remember wanting to be a detective and I pretend to be one, making mental notes about people I'd watch from a distance (like my parents, sister or neighbors) and once carried around a memo pad. I was very into the Golden Oldies, country, rock and pop of musice before the 90's. When I was a teen, I had a real rebellious streak of smoking and drinking. I desperately wanted a black leather jacket and i had dyed my hair blonde at 12. I began to wear a lot of black and I hunted out jeans that were bellbottoms of that time (early 1999-2004). All of this personality or choices were before my dream which happened in 2013.

When when my nephew was like 2 he said " I remember I was big before, then I died and now I'm small again". Now he has no memory about this.

Have an aunt with a 2 year old who live way up in the mountains in Mexico. One day my aunt uncle and baby traveled to Mexico city. As they were waiting for the bus to stationed, out comes an asian couple with their 2 year old. My aunts baby and the couples baby saw each other and embrace for a moment. Didnt say a word just embraced and then they let go and went their separate ways never to see each other again😮😮😮

My son was born terrified of water. He would jump out of the tub screaming if there was more than 2" of water, wouldn't go any where near a lake , river or even a kiddie pool. My sister hooked me up with a spiritual healer who asked a few questions and sent healing vibes. A few months passed and I'd forgot about the healing session when my cousin sent me a photo of my son at her house playing and diving into her pool. His fear of water is gone but he's still very cautious around it. I'm convinced he drowned in a past life.

I can remember at about 2 onwards having night terrors every night. A man and a woman talking to me in a foreign language I didn’t understand. And I would cry hysterically because I kept thinking over and over that I missed home and that this wasn’t my real family and my name wasn’t my name but I couldn’t remember what it was. I missed my real mum and dad and wanted to go home. This stayed with me every night until I was about 4 or 5. I’ve never forgotten this. I believe it was me missing my past life and the language sounded like Eastern European. Strangely enough my mums great grandmother was Lithuania.

My youngest son told me about his past life and living in the 1940's and dying on the beach of Normandy during WWII.

This presentation was offered in a sincere, realistic way, that circumvents the hype and hysteria normally associated with dramatization. In my son's first year, he was the most peaceful and content child-very literally never cried at all. We witnessed several occasions when he was asleep, when he'd obviously be dreaming, he would begin sobbing softly, in a way he'd never done while awake, then, after a few minutes, his face would break out into a big smile-with obvious happiness.

When I was 6-7, I was standing in the street in front of our house and I suddenly remembered being a boy who was about 9 years old, I saw myself as this boy, it was in the 1930’s or 40’s, before my birth, I was wearing a striped t-shirt and brown corduroy pants. I knew that it was me in my last life & that I had died on a bike on a street in a small neighborhood. I have always remembered that & it led me to believe in reincarnation from a young age, my mom tried to tell me I was imagining it, but no, because I still remember being a boy last time, I am a woman and I have never had gender dysphoria, I have always known I am a female and never wanted to be male.

I never believed but I recently watched a program where these people were put under and they had details, names, places, times, a couple actually spoke different languages, it was shocking

My child at 2/3 asked where we go when we died! I said something about being going with baby Jesus to heaven, he replied you only say that because you don’t know. I was driving at the time so couldn’t really get anymore out of him and didn’t want to push it. He then told the childminder a full story about living in a van, not having much, being in a fire, then a policeman came and gave him to us! He would sometimes look around at all his toys and look at me and say I must love him very much as he had so many toys, this I always felt was strange even before he mentioned having nothing in the van. He would get upset with things that melt like ice and snow but only when they melted, which I didn’t understand at the time. He also couldn’t stand the noise of rushing air. He never fell asleep in the car as a baby, screaming when the car moved, I wondered later if the van was moving at the time of the fire. He was extremely scared of fire, once actually climbing up a wall when a magician did fire eating, he also had terrible nightmares, thank goodness as he grew up he forgot about it.

Marriage always freaked me out. I remember when I was about 3 being in a church and watching the bride go down the aisle. I started screaming in terror and my mother had to take me out! I think I was married to my narc brother (my brother in this life) in a past life actually. When I was a very young child I suddenly freaked out one day and said to my mother, "I don't have to marry ****** do I?" She assured me I didn't. Even now I feel relief that it's against the law to marry a sibling..

As an only child my family lived in a caravan on a caravan site in the UK. I had come back from school and my parents were both out working. I tried to fry food for myself. The pan caught alight. I didn't know what to do. Then the door was ripped open. My adult cousin Peter rushed in, grabbed the frypan and threw it out through the door. What is strange about this is that my cousin had never visited us before, nor after this incident. I never told my parents about what happened. I did not question my cousin about it when meeting him months' later. He behaved like he knew nothing about it.

One of my grandsons said something once about being a girl wearing a blue dress, who had her neck broken in an accident. He was a tot at the time. His mum told him to stop telling fibs, which I always thought was very sad. I would have liked to follow it up but I didn’t feel I should contradict his mum.

I suspect I died in childbirth multiple times in past lives. I remember as a little, little kid asking my mom, what happens if the baby is too big? And my mother said, 'that never happens.' Even as a little, little kid I 'knew' that was a lie. Childbirth always freaked me out, even before I had any idea about it.

There is a great story of a young boy, 9/11 and the reincarnation of a New York City fire lieutenant who perished in The North Tower. The full story as told by the boy's mother on (and off) Carol Bowman's popular Reincarnation Forum starting in 2007 up to the present day. The books full title, Fire in the Soul: Reincarnation from Antietam to Ground Zero. The author is Jeffrey Keene a retired Asst. Fire Chief.

I've always been convinced that I was reincarnated from the brother that was born a year before me. He died in May, and 10 months later I showed up. I saw a picture of him, and we're practically twins. Neither of my older brothers looked like we did. I think I just wasn't meant to be a boy, or there was just too much wrong with our heart the first time around.

I believe I was a writer in my past reincarnation, words come to me as I am writing. I had the desire to write about a past reincarnation. I felt the story coming through me like a river inside waiting to come out. When we die we are souls that go back to the spiritual world and than we come back to finish what we started or learn from our bad choices ❤

The comments on this post are soooo fascinating! Thanks for sharing everyone, I seriously think these comments can be compiled into a book and it would be such a great seller!

Check out Ian Stephenson's work - he actually went and found the families that the children described and reunited a lot of families

I wish I had asked more questions of my granddaughter when she insisted that we played a certain board game. While in a teachers school supply store, she stopped and was staring at a game and exclaimed, "We used to play that game when you were young, Babú." She seemed irritated that I didn't recall whatever she remembered. She was 4 yrs and I was in my 50s. Recently, I found the photo I took of her and the games and asked if she remembered which game we played and when, etc. Now at 9 yrs, she has no recall whatsoever of that past life or the incident in the store. I regret not asking more questions. I would love to know of our past life experiences. 😢

I wonder about my baby daughter sometimes... We moved to a new house and got a washer/ dryer set for the first time, and she walks over to it, pulls out the dryer lint filter that she has never seen before in her life, scrapes off the lint with her hand, balls it up in one hand, drops it on the ground, and slides the lint filter seamlessly back into the angled slat of the dryer on her first try, like she's done it a thousand times. She turns around and looks at me with my jaw on the ground, with an expression like "what, what'd I just do?" Y'all she was 14 months old. THAT'S NOT NORMAL. She does things like that all the time. She is very, very, very smart, very advanced for her age, observant, cautious, sensitive, very clingy to me. She has a real, honest to God sense of humor. She's 18 months old now and understands about 98% of what we say, uses sign language (including her own made up gestures) to say just about everything. She's also very concerned with everyone bumping their heads and telling everyone not to bump their head. When we see a person or animal, often she will ask me if their head is okay and I reassure her, and she says "okay well tell them not to bump their head" in her way of signing and then she smiles. What is that about?!

I was either adopted (I'm not) or I remembered my past life as a very young child. I can vividly remember feeling very homesick and I think it went on for a while, but I only have one or two moments/images of it, but remember the feeling very well... It was scary as hell and nothing helped it at all. I remember missing people and knowing my parents were not my parents at all. I can feel the same exact feeling just thinking about it, especially when I think about what it would feel like if I lost the family I have now to a new one. I also can't shake a feeling of losing someone close to me in a sudden unsuspected way, like it's happened before and it takes me back to what I felt as a child feeling homesick. Smh So I fully believe this is what happens to us all or just to ones that die too soon.. It's scary to even think about anymore.

I think it can be dangerous to delve too much when a child speaks of a past life, especially if they have distressing memories. I believe it is better to simply listen once then tell them "Well you're safe now. You are with me and that won't happen again. Those you loved are ok now too. I will look after you. It is over and you don't have to think or remember it anymore. You can enjoy the life you have now. I love you" add other family members who love him or her. Help the child let go, as they need to do so. Don't use him or her as entertainment for your own curiosity or that of others. I believe it should only be neccesary to go further, with someone such as very able and sincere Carol Bowman, if the child seems unable to let go and make the most of their life this time.

Brian Weiss book Many Lives, Many Masters was published in 1988. I read it when it first came out and the experiences his patients shared with him were eye-opening.

When my daughter was about 3 she was looking at an old photo of my grandmother who had dies years before. She the said 'oh, i miss her so much'. She had never met her.

There have been thousands of incidents of young children remembering past lives, usually those ending in some kind of tragedy. In many cases, the investigator has been able to find the former family or evidence supporting the story. Many of the kids remember their former names.

A great book on true reincarnation experiences is ‘the children that time forgot’. Amazing book.

Completely can relate to my two older sisters one of whom passed when she was 5 in 1965 and reincarnated in my 2nd sister born in 1969.... My parents would always tell me the story of how my older sister came back as my known sister and I didn't really believe it until I saw their pictures when they were young which were like identical twins both in physical appearance and personality according to other members of my family !!!

When my granddaughter was about 2 1/2 she told me she saw me in heaven. I said, are you sure it was me and she infacticly said yes it was me. I asked her about 6 mos. later if she saw me in heaven before she was born and she said "yes Gammaw, I told you!" I'm still rattled by it and confused.

My son use to always say he was a king and 19 years old..he was about 2-3 years old.

My son woke from a 7 day coma when he was 5, and told me that he spoke to angels. Then he asked me if I knew that he used to be a girl. I was so traumatised from the accident, i never pushed him to talk about it. He's 33 now and does not remember.

Once we all admit that we have lived many lives, we can use the lessons we learned living those lives.

I saw my child who I miscarried, come back as my grandson....I watched him come back as a small pin prick of light across my 3rd eye, and instantly knew it was my grandson, just before he was born, and that it was the child that I had miscarried nearly 30 years ago....Myself Ive had many many past lives.....

The older i get the more i believe in reincarnation

When my youngest daughter was a toddler, she asked me if I remembered when she was old, and told me she used to change my diapers and took care of me when I was a baby. I wasn't too freaked out until she became insistent that I remember when she was old. She was like, "You remember! When I was old, I used to like to drink beer and smoke cigarettes. You remember that?" Then I was kind of taken aback, because I had an Aunt Linda who passed away a few months before our daughter was conceived. She babysat me when I was an infant, up until I started kindergarten. She was a heavy smoker, and she became an alcoholic later in life. She drank a lot of beer. My mom died of cancer in January of 2020. She had stage four lung, bone, and pancreatic cancer. She died horrifically, braindead on a ventilator. She died within a month of being diagnosed. Her brother, my uncle, was diagnosed with lung cancer, stage four, had a biopsy done on the mass they found in his one lung. My dad was trying to take care of him, since he already had the hospital bed, oxygen, and hospital chair from my mother. My uncle was prideful and didn't want to depend on or "burden" anyone. One morning, he decided to commit suicide by hanging himself in my dad's garage. Mt dad found him hanging, it was awful. Anyway... Our daughter was only about three years old at the time, and nobody told her the manner in which my uncle died. All she was told was that Uncle Joe was really sick. I stopped down my dad's house to see how he was holding up, and we had a short visit. As we were walking to the car, my daughter looked straight back at the garage my uncle took his life in and said, "Mommy, your Uncle Joe didn't go to heaven like Grandma Sandy." I was shocked and startled, so I was like, "What did you say!?" And she relped really quick with, "Nothing!" But I heard what she said. She was never told about the suicide, and she knew absolutely nothing about religion or Hell, or suicide being the ultimate sin. That had me shook. It still has me shook.

Delores Cannon' videos help a lot. I certainly don't want to reincarnate back to earth. Live the Golden Rule and do all things in moderation. And pray I get it right. ✌💖

Very interesting and totally believable. My now 86 year old husband told me when we were first married about his first trip to Japan. He studied Judo at the Kodokan for three months during his leave break from PNG. He recalled walking down a particular street in Tokyo and had vivid memories of having been there before. Throughout his entire life he has been interested in everything Japanese and spent his entire working life in Toyota spare parts. He was also enthralled by events in WWII, becoming an amateur historian. This leads me to believe he could have died as a Japanese soldier. While living in PNG for 30 years we used to visit many of the battle sites, especially Cape Wom in Wewak, which has a sense of desolation to this day.

My son aged 3 said this one time to me.... ' my other mummy before you.....' he never opened up about his 'other mummy' and i never pushed it but accepted my son had reincarnated and had a brief memory....of his previous mum

My then 2 yr old son once started a sentence with "when I was a girl"...

When my daughter was almost 3, she told me about a couple of her past lives. One where she killed her husband and went to prison, and did not want to go back. And another about how she was driving her car with her best friend drinking coffee and they got in a really bad car wreck. She died but her best friend didn't. Her dad and I caught the first one on video and it still baffles me whenever I re-watch it.

So Colleen reads a book on reincarnation in children and the very next day her child appears to show signs of a past life. I’m afraid this isn’t a convincing example.

My son remembered bring killed with rocks by his friends. Reported it with somber calm. It was chilling but very very believable. He was 2.

I dreamt several times when i was around 4 that i was flying slowly over high rises with lights on at nightime. A large city. This was 1948. No tv or movie to be recalling in a dream. Also , when i hear a plane flying over, my whole life, i get a feeling of sadness. These planes are the small private planes or vintage planes. This has happened every time one flys over my whole life. I feel a moment of instant sadness.

My daughter cried for her past mum she missed her.

My then 3 year old son came into the bathroom whilst I was having a bath. Pointed to my boobs and said I used to have them when I was Ann, before the fire. I asked where Ann lived, he said Halsall, thats a small village near us. There is no way he could have known that place. I never investigated further.

An old ex boyfriend of mines mother told me when he was little he would speak in french ! No one in the family spoke french and she managed to have what he was saying inturpretated ,he told her he had got very sick when he was little and died ..

I don't have any kids, but I remember being one and telling my dad things I used to do "when I was a little girl." He laughed, of course, but I wasn't amused. I think all kids have these memories, but they're probably dismissed by their parents more often than accepted. And then we grow and forget them, usually. I don't remember exactly what I said, but definitely remember saying it.

My son he was around 3 or 4 randomly told me about his old mum, he said she had black hair and wasn't very nice to him, he also mentioned a little brother and thr name Jack, he was obsessed with thr name Jack for a few weeks, he said one day he fell asleep and when he woke up I was his new mummy. Strange as he was born with a large red birthmark on the back of his head and had (still has) a speech issue. After telling me this he kept asking for a baby for Xmas not a toy baby but a real baby, a baby brother he said he'd look after him, feed him, bath him etc. Again lasted a few weeks along with the name Jack. He's nearly 10 now and can't remember any of this, I never pushed the convo but sometimes wish I had but I was more confused as to what he was saying to me. His older sister never said anything out of the ordinary.

I am curious about something I read about or watched on a video (don't recall which it was) about about an aspect of reincarnation that piqued my interest. I came to understand that the reincarnated individual often looks very much like the individual in his/her previous incarnation? Of course, given small genetic differences due different family phenotypic characteristics that are prominent in each particular lineage. Two part question: Has an objective study been done to that effect? And, if so, what were the findings? Lastly: I wonder if the etheric (spirit/soul) has a consistent energetic signature (visible look) that the physical body adapts to (molds to) to a degree during the gestation of each subsequent carnation that maintains (ensures) a particular visage outside those of the genetic dictates? Hence the similarity of looks between incarnation.

I am 28 years old now I lived in Philippines, I always had a dream that I was been on 70's with my mother with a long dress like in Greek family. I remember my mother was with bringig some cookies in the garden wearing her light green long dress with me. 😢😭I always wanted an answer. When I hear a music that seems that I like It's always recalls me that I lived from the past. When I can find a person that can hypnotized me so I could know the answers.Many people that I met and I know I lived many times in this world. My life begins in Greece.

When my daughter was 3 she looked at me very deeply and said do you remember I was your Husband taken a back I said yes but I didn’t she told me that she didn’t like her hair it was curly and she had hair on the side of her face she made a disgusted face. This continued until she was 8 where she talk about been married and that I had blond hair. I have no doubt about past lives it’s perfectly natural really!

I wish my parents had listened to me instead of dismissing my statements about a past life as my imagination.

I am quite certain I was my husbands mother in my last lifetime. He’s 12 years older than me and his mother committed suicide when he was only eight years old after his father died from a heart attack. I met him when he was 68 and I was 55 and from the moment he met me we became inseparable! He’s been my rock ever cents. Karma is real.

When I was a kid in the 80s and constantly wet the bed and constantly gets into trouble for it mostly every night l have this dream I was on about I was a girl, I was going downstream and I would go over the waterfall. I could feel the drop in my stomach and then I would wake up as a child. I blamed this dream for me wetting the bed. so every night, I pray to let myself fall over the waterfall and get to the bottom of the waterfall because I’d only ever got halfway. Then I woke up. It was a nightmare. after many years and one night I had the dream again this time I got further, I went over the waterfall and past where I’d normally wake up, but I never hit the bottom and I swear I never got that dream again I remember the boat it was just like a rowing boat, I had a white dress on it was sunny day The dream seem so real for me I even looked up if any girl died. That way couldn’t find anything I was convinced it was my past life.also l have Great fear of water as l nearly drowned twice in my life, so I stay away from water l would love to find out more about this because it brought so much misery to my life

Mom finally acknowledging his past life and past family finally broke the bad spell.

I find is a very fascinating story and is quite plausible what people have to understand is this the reincarnation is a bit like recording over a blank video tape when we are Reborn we meant to start off clean but for some reason sometimes the memory is left over from the previous existence especially if it's traumatik I'm just glad that this mum talked to a boy I'm basically reassured him that he's now in the new body and that he's got a new mummy

We are recycled souls

I believe it my little ones always drew pictures of their angels and talked about having a sister in heaven. How did they all see the same thing so little maybe a connection to spirit Im not sure but I never doubt them I think it is beautiful

So a mother watches her toddler run into the road in front of the oncoming truck and she yelled for him to get back? She couldn’t grab him due to a stroller ? Sorry, as a mom there would be nothing stopping me from running and getting my child, that part makes zero sense that she had time twice to yell “ come back “ but did nothing ? 😂

Just before my son was four he woke up in the middle of the night, very upset, and climbed out of bed. I went into the room and hugged him, saying his name. He said: "That's not my name." He then went on to tell me that he had tried to get out of the way of the headlights, but he couldn't. They kept coming and he couldn't get away. I tried to comfort him, but he said again: "I told you, that's not my name." I just got him back into bed. He never remembered anything about it later.

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my daughter did this she said she used to live in Landon I said you mean london? weve never lived in london ? she said not london LAndon! and we never lived there I lived there with my old mum before I was Lilly I asked her what she mend by before she was lilly she said Before I was me I was another lilly not me now and then I looked at her art in her room and there was a picture of two stick girls it was labled lilly lilly 2

Colleen listened to her son and respected him Very beautiful ❤

I don't know about this. She happens to read that book and the next day her son ? Have I got it right ?

My friends younger sister was in Cypress with the family, the father in the army, as they walked passed a house she exclaimed she’d lived in this house & began talking in Cypriot although they were English… her mother a medium startled but not entirely surprised

Wow. Boggles the mind to imagine the myriad of subconscious triggers occurring alllll the time to everyone. Being in the Now seems to take on another meaning.

Please make more videos with this reader! These are the only ones I listen to, and it's always such a long wait, with two or three videos with the bad readers in between this reader, who is the only good reader on the channel!

PL traumas and illnesses will come to the surface for releasing when the time is right, child or adulthood. Acupuncture with a very advanced practitioner helps enormously to assist the body with releasing as quickly as possible. For children they can simply use gentle acupressure and the stick on acupressure bandaids.

Good mum, she knew how to help him ! 🙂🙏 I wish my soul, or higher self, could get past a lot of my past lives. I mean, deep in my soul. (They don't haunt me, but my life has been so wierd, extreemly difficult with no reason, really exhausting). Done lots of regressions in that direction, with professionals, but it didn't help at all, up to now. On my own, have helped myself a lot, 🙏 but I can't do things a good hypnotherapist or such should do on me. I've always been very righteous and kind, also in my past lives, especially those I know of, so I know that the difficulties lived here most probably come from having had to pass the highest exams for my soul to evolve. Also, having to clear up ancestral bagage which wasn't mine!! I did succeed to cut those negative cords. Halleluia! It was very long and tedious. But, now it's enough! I also wish for a calmer, pleasant loving life!! God owes it to me, now! 🙏😊💖

When my daughter passed 18 years ago...not only that I assisted her passing as she was an organ donner...but she assured me she was comimg back & where, I am the one who intuitively one evening at the dining table spontaneously announced the pregnancy b4 it was known four days later..., I am now enjoying the love & cuddles of my late daughter and my beautiful handsome18 yrs old gay third grandson.💞💞💞💞

My entire life I've had these weird reoccurring dreams. Most of them were of me dying. I didn't know that I was dying in most of them because I wasn't being shot or something but in my mind when it happened I knew it was of me dying. But it was all different manners. It wasn't just one way. And some of them I was young and some of them I was older. And some of them I didn't feel feminine it was weird because I felt like they seem so real and everything in them had such vivid detail. Why have I been having them? I always wondered if for some reason my brain was on some sort of wavelength and when I slept I was just saying other people's last minutes. The weird thing was that many of them have happened multiple times.

the thumbnail of the video lead me to believe they identified the boy he was in his previous life..

I believe it could be , I have a lot of back pain that can’t be explained by Exrays or any doctor so just maybe I was wounded bad in my lower back in other life , it’s possible I guess and the Vietnam war , I can not watch any movies about it , I get really nervous , anxious an down right shaking an tears fill me eyes as if I was there some where at some point in time , it’s wild feeling but I fill like I knew many of these men from photos of some I’ve seen in the past whom fought that war , once I get my attention on something else I calm down an feel normal , anything is possible

There are Buddhist arhat monks here in Asia that can take you to their previous families (yes, familieS - plural).

The only weird thing my kids said was that at night when she slept, she crossed the rainbow bridge to go to Angel school. When I asked her what it was like, she laughed at me and asked why I didn’t know because I had been there before. She was 5 or 6.

We're all reincarnated all the time, I knew at 4 why I was here and later in life pretty much when I'll leave. I'm sure its soon too.