My husband and I watched a T.V show last night called “The Ghost Inside my Child”, it was about children who have memories of past lives. Now, I find this very interesting. I was raised Christian by my grandmother and was taught that when you die, your soul goes to heaven, and it stays there, asleep in Jesus Christ. I used to question this as a little girl, how could that be if people see ghosts and if people remember these things about past lives, things that they couldn’t have known, confirmable things, like their names, their children’s names, what they did for work, and how they died. Her answer was always “Demons, because even the devil knows that past.”, but I just can’t accept that as an answer anymore, for a number of reasons.
Firstly, I believe that the bible, as we know it, has been manipulated by man, not that is doesn’t still hold truth, but that is has been modified by man to suit the kind of life and culture that they were promoting at the time, I do not believe that my bible is the same bible that was originally written or intended, and there is vast evidence of this throughout history, which begs the question, what is truth and what is not? What is it that we may not know, how can we be certain if we do not question and seek to find truth. Secondly, If we are all asleep in the Lord until his second coming, then how can our loved ones communicate with us from beyond the grave? There is overwhelming evidence of this as well through audio and video recordings, and I have experienced this myself as a medium, some very profound experiences. Thirdly, demonic possession does not fully explain what these children are experiencing, when someone is possessed, they exhibit a lot of other symptoms than those being described by these families, poltergeist activity, negative/violent thoughts, demonic nightmares, depression, voices/whispers/growls and many other things. While I believe in demonic possession, I do not believe that this accounts for what these people are experiencing and the memories that they have.
Which brings me to my experiences. I feel that I may have been a man in a past life. When I was a little girl, I identified more with being a little boy, my mother used to dress me in a lot of very feminine clothing, with lace and frills, but I didn’t feel that was right, I wanted to dress like the boys did, and up until I was 14 years old I did exactly that. Growing up I had no interest in playing with the other girls on my block, I ran with the boys, I didn’t want to play house, I wanted to play Cowboys & Indians, but I was never the damsel in distress, I was the cowboy. I loved my G.I. Joe’s, my Hotwheel cars and playing in the mud, I loved everything about being a little boy and it felt familiar to me. Even when thinking about what I wanted to be when I grew up, looking at these men in authority, astronauts, actors, soldiers, I always thought, I want to grow up to be just like that, a successful man, big, handsome and strong. It wasn’t until I hit puberty and started having feelings for the opposite sex that I began to embrace who I was in the now, started do dress like a girl, act like a girl, wear makeup, but still I had those feelings, as if I was a man, or once was. Even in my dreams I am a man, always have been for as long as I can remember. I want to be clear and state that I am not transgender, I do not wish to be a man and quite like being a woman and LOVE men, I do not feel I am in the wrong body, it’s just that being a man is something that I find quite familiar, it’s like I can shut my eyes and recall what having a penis felt like, every sensation; what being a man felt like. I believe that I once was a man, in my recent past life. It’s like a memory is there, but just beyond my reach.
All of this also makes me wonder if some of those people who do consider themselves transgender are really just stuck in their past, maybe they were once women/men, and now they are confused and holding on to what is familiar to them.
There is a lot in this world that we have yet to understand, there is a lot yet to be discovered, and I find it all quite interesting.
Watch 2 full episodes of The Ghost Inside my Child (I personally found the second one quite profound):
Disaster Deaths
A Soldier and a Screenwriter
What are your thoughts regarding this subject?
