• pickersplock said on Mar 19, 2009....

  For the longest time, I could almost, but not quite recall memories of being someone else.......and I can also recall the point at which I was able to start remembering my current life.

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 19, 2009....

  pickers- Very interesting. Do you know if the 'almost memories' were of an inner self or people, places, and things? 

• fragglesrock said on Mar 19, 2009....

  hmmm, like you i can only remember back to about age 4.  i personally have not had any experience with past life/reincarnation

• evil_twin said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I think my earliest memory is around age 3. And not because something amazingly memorable happened, but I remember a trip to Hawaii that I took with my parents. And I remember the hotel, the pool, being buried in the sand by my dad, and ordering my very own grilled cheese sandwich in the hotel restaurant without my parents ordering it for me. Silly memories, but they're very vivid to me.
  
  I do not remember the womb or birth and have never known anyone who said that they did, but I've heard it's possible. Not sure I'd really wanna remember that! And I do believe in past lives, and I've done hypnosis to remember those lives, and I believe I did remember something real. It was a really cool experience actually....
  
  -evil_twin LA
  

• pickersplock said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I was definitely remembering being another person (an inner self).
  I felt almost ucomfortable then, like I was inside someone else's body, and I was more connected with the other self.
  That feeling faded as I grew older, and now it never happens.

• Hegemone said on Mar 19, 2009....

  Well I tend to believe in a very open idea of reincarnation ... you can come back as another human, animal, object, etc.  That said, there is some influence on what you'll come back as.  If you were an overall "good" person in your previous life you'll come back as something that you perhaps desired to come as, or just desired if you were not of the mind to think about what you'd rather be.  If you were a "bad" person you'd come back as something or someone that you did something bad to in that previous life (i.e. If a man abuses his wife he will come back as a battered woman).
  
  So far as my earliest memories ... let's see, I KNOW I can remember some things from being 6 years old ... yeah, I remember a little from being 5 ... maybe just a tad from the age of 4 ... any earlier than that and I don't remember it.  Pretty well my earliest memories begin at our home that burned down and go from there, there is nothing before.  But it does make me curious because there are times I'll be doing something, talking to somebody, smell something, see something, etc. and feel that fuzzy little itch of memory coming around but it never quite comes to a full helm.  I wonder if its one of those early memories that I can't fully grasp.  I definitely marvel at how much of the mind is unexplored and now unaccessible as I grow older.
  

• uniquely-ironic said on Mar 19, 2009....

  1. I can only vaugely remember playing in my house and back yard when I was about 4 or 5.  No real clear specific memories.  I can however remember hearing songs (three dog night) clearly.  Weird.
   
  2.  I'm doubtful that we can remember birth.  I'd be surprised if it were actually true, but since it's not really proveable I have to leave room for the plausible.
   
  3.  I don't remember any past lives, but I think I may have had many.  I will have moments of deja vu when I'm doing something I've never done before or gone places that I'm certain I've never been before.

• CayenneMan said on Mar 19, 2009....

    Yes I guess I'm one of them. I can remember the break of daylight through my closed eye lids.  my first thought was " What the hell did I get myself into now ? " My second thought after I took a peak was " Hey !  What the fuck are you doing !   Put down those scissors, I may need that !  "   Oh, I consider that to be a  memorable event.
    Reincarnation ?  No doubt about it. I don't forget to much, but I'll never tell. It's my little secret.
  
  
  
   
    
  

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 19, 2009....

  fraggles- I have no experience either, but have run into many people and in reading who claim otherwise. To me its a strong point of interest.
  
  ET- Your memories at three seem strong enough to be true. When younger, I mentioned a couple happenings to my relatives that would have placed me at two or three, but they say people talked about those items around me and I claimed them as my memories. That's very possible.
  
  pickers- You are far more 'in tune' with certain things that I am not. I had some weird things like imaginary friends, but that's about it.
  
  hege- I allow for reincarnation also but have no idea how it would work. It would be nice to gain some insight on that. To me, it almost seems like a natural order of things, like it should be there.
  
  unique- I'm with you in that I can't imagine how remembering the womb and birth could be possible. Since most people can't remember much before four, it stands to reason there needs to be a steady dose of extended environmental contact to establish memory. Do you agree?
  

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 19, 2009....

  cayenne- Wait a minute, are you saying 'the break of daylight' was your birth and you had thoughts? I don't even know how many thoughts I had at two or three. Ok, you're the third I've heard of that claim birth memories. I hope you'll tell of the reincarnation memories some time. I'd be interested, others too I suspect.
  

• uniquely-ironic said on Mar 19, 2009....

  Hmmmm I think I would have to agree that you would have to have at least a minimal amount of environmental contact or understanding in order to have a memory.  In my mind, the stimulation that a baby has in the womb is just not enough for him/her to form distinct or even vague memories from.

• diabolicdame said on Mar 19, 2009....

  Well I can remember my childhood pretty well.. right up until I was 2-3.. because I remember starting school very clearly and that must be when I was 3.. and a little before I started school too. Everything since then, I remember clearly.

  About having womb/birth memories.. well.. technically a baby's beain hasnt made those neuron connections yet for the aby to actually remember anything and thats a fact.. then again with the highly variable and non-firm soul theory, there could be a spiritual explanation. Then again we can never prove something like that.. but biologially.. brain-wise.. it is not possible.. the brain is simply not that developed yet.. and that is proven. Although I once had this strange memory of seing my parents before I was born under hypnosis.. I put it down to imagination.

• wombat said on Mar 19, 2009....

  No one believes me in my family, but I swear I can remember my crib having painted bunnies on it.  Other than than, my memory jumps to when I was about 2 or maybe older, and there was a snake in the house!

  I don't know what this experience was, but I have always had this "sensation" of what I call "going white."  (mostly when I was younger)  It's a feeling I would describe as being a tiny dot in a giant marshmallow!

  I won't go into details here, but I have been told that abuse has something to do with that.

  A past life?  I don't know, but I have had weird "flashes" of very clear images, like when I am about to drop off to sleep.  One of them involved being a priest being either burned at the stake, or just burned at his funeral----lying on a bed of straw or something built on sticks---in some strange jungle with natives singing and with strange drums and music.  I was, in an instant---first the priest looking up at "me"  (wombie)  and then it was like I was both, and the priest me smiled and nodded that I was ready.  The wombie me smiled back and silently told the priest that it was ok.  He turned his head, closed his eyes and there was the heat of the fire at his feet, which I felt, even though I was also standing right beside him as "the other me."

  Sounds like a long movie, huh?  But it was only a clear flash that lasted maybe a second or two!  I jumped and went, "Wo!  What the hell was that!"

  I've had other flashes similar to that one.  I don't know what they are, but they seem real at the time!

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 19, 2009....

  diabo- Although not the rule, there are many who claim with good back up having two and three (especially three) year old memories. evil twin just gave a good example and you did too with starting school. I'm with you on womb/birth memories. I'm tempted to say those "memories" can be attributed to believed imagination.
  
  wombat- I would not doubt that it could be possible to remember 'bunnies' on the crib. That to you is, I'm sure, as vivid as the memories I have that happened when I was two years old. The problem is, and proven, that we can and do 'collect' memories that were not ours but transferred by other means later on. I personally accept what was described above about my relatives saying they were 'described' memories. But you have every right to believe your bunnies (and I don't mean that sarcastically). I really like your jungle/priest story, but have no idea what to say about it. I've only seen things like that in dreams.
  

• satanx said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I remember each birth from the start of time. I remember my own creation as well. We each had a purpose for coming here. The truth is yet to unfold.     #11

   

   

  satanx

• Psych-ed said on Mar 19, 2009....

  The earliest childhood memory that I have is when I was about 18 months (that's how old my mom says I was when this happened) and my father bought home this clown for me that played a lullaby and its face lit up. I was deatly afraid of this toy and I remember crying and trying to get it away from me but my mother wouldn't take it out of the crib. I think it traumatized me because I hate clowns to this day!

• one_wired_kitty said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I remember certain events ... but not too much.

• starchini said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I have a memory from when I was two maybe three years old.  My cousins and i were in our sunday best and we were sitting on the sidewalk with our feet stretched out touching making a star shape.  We were flicking rolly pollies at each other.  They are little crusty worm like bugs that curl into a ball when you touch them.  Ahh, we were sooo splendidly poor back then : ) 

  My entire family believes im the reincarnation of my great grandma.  She died about 2 minutes before I was born.  Everyone agree that im the spitting image and act just like her.  I was a skeptic, however, ive never been coastal in my life and have always had this unexplainable fascination with water.  I would rather swim than be on land.  Then I found out that my great grandma was the same way.  I also had a weird dream once of an old woman wearing a spanish robe with a long braid of hair dangling past her bottom, she was at the front of a grande catholic church and fell to her knees in prayer just before turning her head and looking right back at me with a little minx of a smile.  I describe this scenario to my mom, her mouth fell to the floor and she began digging around for a picture.  Upon finding one she asked if that was the woman in my dream, sure as shit it was.  Id never met this woman, or seen a picture of her before in my life....that incicdent just really drove the truth home, i am the reincarnate of my great grandma.   : ) 

• Fallyn said on Mar 19, 2009....

  i remember from about the time i could walk very very well. the first time i could walk was about nine months.....the second time i relearned how to walk (i got really sick with chicken pox and didn't walk anymore) i was about 10 or 11 months
  but before that i have maybe two or three vivid memories.
   
  i remember being in the little crib in the hospital....there was a pastel checkered or plaid blanket......big checkers or plaid...not little....and there was a little green lamb in the crib with me...it was about as big as my head. ......and back then they put babies on their tummies as a matter of course....and i remember pushing up off the bed with my fists....my chest came up off the bed....i could already hold my head up as a newborn......i was 2 and a half weeks overdue.
   
  i could only do it for a couple of seconds and then my neck quit working.......so i started screaming cause i was SOOOO frustrated.......
  and i remember not being able to make my hands work....cause i wanted the stupid lamb!!! being a newborn was infuriating at every turn.
   
   
  the next memory i have is being either dressed in white....or wrapped in a white blanket. ....and being really really up high.......my dad was hot, and really hairy.  and he was lifting me up and showing me the ceiling ...i very vividly remember the white walls and the glass and the brown beams in my grandparents house........
   
  later my mom told me that dad was "showing me the corners" .....the day i came home from the hospital he showed me EVERYTHING. when i described what i remembered.
   
  then i remember grabbing onto the coffee table in my grandparents house......i went all the way around the room grabbing onto furniture so i could walk....my mom and grandma were in the dining room and had left me in the living room i desperately wanted to be in the dining room with them.......but i was determined not to crawl. .......i finally got really mad and threw myself down on the green shag carpet and threw the most massive tantrum ever........
   
  cause i'd run out of furniture.
   
  i saw my mom coming.........so i got excited inside.....but i couldn't stop screaming and kicking........i couldn't figure out how to stop the tantrum.....
   
  and instead of picking me up like i thought she was going to do......she gave me the biggest spanking i ever had.
  i don't think i ever threw another tantrum again.
   
   
   
   
   
   
   

• pickersplock said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I wish I wasn't so in tune.
  Although sometimes it does help, other times it makes me think I'm cracking up.

• mobil said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I remember going to a dance with my Dad and coming home with Mom.
   
  Think about it haha.

• wombat said on Mar 19, 2009....

  Ha!!!!!!

• LonelyWanderer said on Mar 19, 2009....

  The only story I know of is that when a close friend of mine was little, as in pushchair age, they were on holiday and her mum was pushing her pushchair down a street that they had never been down before when suddenly my friend said "I've been here before with my other mummy" which then really freaked her mum out. Now this girl is definately not adopted, her and her mum are like peas in a pod. So whether she was remembering a previous life or whether she was just being a strange child I don't know, I'll let you decide. But don't we all often get feelings like that, where you feel like you have been somewhere or seen/heard something before....

• gingersoul said on Mar 19, 2009....

  BeyBey........my very first memory is about me and my sister.
  I was 4, she was 2.
  We are holding our floating devices around our waists because we are standing at the edge of a public swimming pool, waiting for our father to put us in the water..
  Its hot, a hot summer afternnon....
  
  Then i remember that we went inside my uncles coffee bar (they were the owners of that pool's bar)...it was cool and shaded there..and we got an ice cream.....
  And i was happy...
  
  I think i must have been a nun in another life.....As i must have told you alreday, i have always experienced a great sense of belonging anytime i had visited in the past churches, monasteries and clusters.....Anything medieval attracts me ...
  
  I also remember of having beign a flying creature....
  I remember vividly the feeling of me flying down the stairs of my Italian home when i was still a kid.....i apparently did it many times...
  I am sure it was a dream...but still.......who knows?
  
  Do you think i might have been a fallen angel.....:-).
  

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 19, 2009....

  satanx- What is that from?
  
  psych- I didn't care the least for clowns myself when young. In fact, I don't know many who did. I would have hated one in my crib.
  
  onewired- You don't remember what age?
  
  star- We played with those roly bugs too. The story of you and grandma is fascinating. If that had happened to me, I'd believe the same as you, I think. I really like those stories that are mouth droppers and have no explanation.
  
  fallyn- Oh wow, that's unreal. I have no recollection of early walking, for instance. Do you feel certain of the memories of the hospital? That's one of the earliest I've heard of.
  
  pickers- I've been told that from other people and can only imagine what its like. But...I'd love to have the experience. It could help me with answers I can't come by.
  
  mobil- Now that's what I call a "little guy."
  
  lonely- I love these stories you, fallyn, and starchini have related. I've heard many from people about children which are my favorite. You just don't know what to say about these things, so unexplainable. By the way, is a pushchair a stroller?
  
  ginsoul- You and I both have this thing about everything Medieval. You have mentioned nuns a lot in your writing. And a strange thing about me is that I have never been associated with the Catholic church in any way, but I've always felt a special presence around cathedrals, nuns, priests, anything Catholic. I have many excellent books on cathedrals and the church in general. Gregorian Chants get to me some way.
  
  Even though my step-father starting at age seven, drilled into me how horrible Catholics were, and how horrible the church was for years, that 'presence' I mentioned just kept getting stronger and is strong today. How do you explain that? And remember, I'm agnostic (or athiest depending how you define it) like you? How do you explain the draw of anything Medieval for both of us?
  

• quietone said on Mar 19, 2009....

  ah, I can't remember anything before age 7 and I have a feeling its probably a good thing.  

• Lioness said on Mar 19, 2009....

  beyond, the earliest age I could remember was when I was 4, my grandma was a gradeschool teacher and I used to go with her in class. I remember us sharing lunch together.
  
  Nope, no one has told me so far. And if somebody did, I'd be skeptical. I honestly don't think it can be done.
  
  One of my officemates says in his past life he was a warrior. He described a scenario of chaos and blood shed. I would usually read about people who claim to remember their past lives, and they connect whats happening to them in the present to what happened in the past. Yes, I believe there is such a thing as reincarnation.

• one_wired_kitty said on Mar 19, 2009....

  I have some favorite memories from age 5 on.

• barbeee said on Mar 20, 2009....

  First off I'll say I believe in the possibility of anything.
       A couple of my earliest memories are of my real father, who left when I was 4 or five. He and my ma was throwing me back and forth at the beach, we were in the water and my father didn't catch me, I went under and was terrified. Another memory is when me and a friend were in the back seat of a car, my father in the front passenger seat, (don't remember who was driving), anyway my friend bit me, I cried and he yelled at me for crying too load.
  As for reincarnation--well everyone gets deja vu right? Well just as I believe in the possibility of anything I also believe that everything happens for a reason. What other reason can you associate deja vu to.

• Fallyn said on Mar 20, 2009....

  beyond. very certain. i told my mother what i remembered in the hospital.....i didn't know obviously that i was in a hospital...i just remember the bars on the bed and the fuzzy thing with eyes that was green and soft. ....i remeber being so mad that i couldn't hold myself up .......my mom supplied the where and when.  she remembers me pushing myself up in the hosipital and how amazed the nurses were. and we found pictures of the lamb in my bed in the hospital when i was born.....
   
  remembering learning to walk...i described the coffee table and couch and stuff to my mom.....it was furniture that my grandparents didn't have much longer past that point. she was surprised that i could remember it that well. so i do know the memories are real.

• LonelyWanderer said on Mar 20, 2009....

  Yeah, it's so difficult because my friend can't remember saying it, but her mum says she did, but obviously at the time, her mum couldn't ask her what she was on about because she would have just got a dunno! lol! Yes, a pushchair is a stroller :)

• gingersoul said on Mar 20, 2009....

  Beybey........i need some time to ponder over yoru questions .....i will be back later......;-)

• WithoutShade said on Mar 20, 2009....

  I can't remember before I was... there was a time... when I was....
  What was I writing about?
  

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 20, 2009....

  quiet- I have found from people that can be true (a good thing).
  
  lioness- You and I have memories of the same time then. I've heard stories like your office mate told and I don't ever know what to say. 
  
  barb- I think we pretty much agree on reincarnation.
  
  fallyn- That's amazing - and you have back up.
  
  lonely- Thanks, some terms I see here I have to guess at.
  
  ginsoul- I can try to word it differently if you wish.
  
  shade- It can get kind of goofy, can't it?
  
   
  
  
  

• Fallyn said on Mar 20, 2009....

  beyond....it only shows how incredibly self absorbed i am that i can remember so much of what happened to me....and very very little ofwhat happened with anyone else around me even as i got older.

• moonriver said on Mar 22, 2009....

  hi mrbeyond.
  my earliest vivid recollection is of wearing plastic snap-on diapers that felt itchy, and walking to and fro around the sala (that's how we called the living room).
  i loved to slump on the tiled floor because it felt cool on my skin, and i enjoyed gazing at the marbled tile patterns.
  then an aunt would lift me, chide me for being so messy, and then let me toddle around the house again.
  sometimes i would pull the dog's tail and try to chase it around the huge sala chairs (they seemed huge to me...)
  
  since my old aunts always remind me that i became toilet trained at 2, these memories would probably fit into events when i was 1 or 2.
  i also have a photo of myself, captioned "[my name] at 2 years old" (probably that was during my 2nd birthday), holding a ball and wearing a play suit that i was so fond of (probably my birthday gifts).
  i still recall stomping and crying if my aunts didn't allow me to wear those play clothes.
  
  i have other vivid recollections, mostly of outdoors life by the beach, along the riverbank, my mother taking me along to her university gym classes, etc., but these came later, when i was 3 or 4.
  
  i don't recall any clear image before that... and definitely none whatsoever of life inside the womb or of the birthing event.
  the dianetics philosophy of scientology founder l. ron hubbard insists that pre-natal memories are accurately imprinted in our minds and exercise a lifelong influence on us.
  i guess the medical and psychological sciences will sooner or later establish whatever truth and practical use there is in this.
  
  documentation of past lives are still mostly beyond the ken of exact science, but i believe it's a reality lurking just around the corner of conscious thought and scientific investigation.
  the carrier of memories about past lives is what i call the soul.
  
  i'm not a fanatic about knowing more about my past lives.
  but i've always suspected that i was (successively) a chinese warrior-monk, a plains-indian medicine woman, and an american soldier who was killed in europe in ww-ii.
  why so? i'll blog about it later... :-)
  
  good post, as usual, my friend.
  
  

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 22, 2009....

  mrmoon- I can see how people could have memories at one or two. The age of one sounds really young until you realize one can be almost two (how brilliant was that?).
  
  I just wish there was some way to clarify the memories that I might have had at two.  I don't remember having any definite feelings of deja vu either. If I have, it was very slight. This might be my virginal trip.
  
  I would really like to read the explanation (feeling?) of your suspected past lives. It seems most past life descriptions I've heard centered around deja vu. A few others were actual remembrance.
  

• moonriver said on Mar 22, 2009....

  mrbeyond -- i figure my age that time would be closer to 2 than to 1, because i remember i could already speak more or less fluently.
  
  my recalling such early childhood memories must have been greatly helped by the many continuities --
  staying in (or regularly returning to) that same place where i grew up...
  continuing access to my mother's photo albums and scrapbooks...
  and a number of spinster aunts and cousins who would always go into long stretches of reminiscing (even until now!) about how naughty we were as kids.
  
  these things have a way of jogging the memory... :-)
  
  my past lives are only vaguely felt. they aren't even feelings of deja vu about certain places or events... just an inexplicable but powerful feeling of being constantly drawn to certain places and events from an early age onwards.
  
  just one example: when i was (maybe) 5 or 6, just having started to read in english, i got hold of my older cousin's u.s. rotc manual from the family library.
  i got hooked from chapter 1 onwards.
  he gave me the book, which i read down to the last page.
  around the same time, i practically begged him to give me a u.s. army infantry weapons manual... a thick book, that one.
  you probably won't believe me, but at that age, i memorized the standard u.s. infantry company's TOE (all the way to the stuff carried by the heavy weapons platoon... :-)
  
  at around age 8, one lazy summer afternoon, i wandered into the small room of my mother's grocery driver.
  the driver had a small personal stack of books and magazines... girlie mags, reader's digest, ian fleming pocketbooks.
  i browsed through all of them, got horny at the nekkid gurlz, but guess what made me stay to read and read... until the driver found me out?
  a 2-vol collection of true-to-life ww-ii stories.
  he gave the books to me.
  by the time i was 12, i was collecting and reading books specifically on d-day, operation market-garden, and the battle of the bulge.
  (i cherished all those books until i left home in my late teens.)
  
  my siblings have long known how crazy and addicted i am about infantry weapons, tactics, and actual battle stories.
  some years ago, i received the whole cd set of "band of brothers" as a gift.
  my friend, i can't tell you how many times i've played and replayed each episode of that mini-series, on the tv and in my mind, despite the horror and the pain, and felt myself drawn deeper and deeper, as a part of that past reality.
  
  i might have fought with the 101st screaming eagles in a past life, who knows... :-)
  
  

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 23, 2009....

  mrmoon- I grew up with the scrapbooks, albums, and relatives talking endlessly about old times, mine and theirs. I related the problem I have of very early memories somewhere, but this is it - those early memories of two years are quite vivid and I feel them. My relatives claimed they were too early and I made them mine from hearing about the incidents. They could be right so I'm stuck with the problem of proving it to myself.
  
  I had similar interests as you in all things war from my beginnings. I had the books, the guns, and read and still do about war, battles, and conquest. You could say war is history and the defining of history more than anything else.
  
  Now, as to deep feelings and a 'closeness' I've felt like you described, there are two things that stand out. One, as I mentioned to soulgirl in a comment here is to the Middle Ages, its architecture, art, and the church.
  
  There is one other that is much closer and was also during this time and that is my closeness to Joan of Arc. This is something I can't possibly explain. It began very early with Bergman's 1948 movie which I first saw in the fifties. By around fourteen I was buying books on her. As time went on, the feeling for her kept growing. Later came the collecting. I have hundreds of items on her including over 125 books, statues and busts, old magazines and comic books, all the films including silent movies. My book collection on her is true quality.
  
  To this day, I still read about and study her faithfully, like others do a religion (without the actual worship). I've taken every question about her life and found my own answers. I actually 'feel' her and have from the beginning.
  
  I in no way believe I was her in a past life. But if deep feelings mean anything associated with a past life, I would point only to her and possibly have been around her in some way. Being unable to explain to myself this draw I have to her is something that has always bothered me.
  
  You should see me try to explain this to my wife and friends. They've asked often.
  

• moonriver said on Mar 24, 2009....

  hi mrbeyond.
  my own proof is that i can recall the sensations (cold tile floor, itchy diaper, etc) associated with the event, which are neither shown on photos nor retold by my old aunts.
  the mom's pics and old aunts' tales only serve to jog my own memory.
   
  i think you can gradually work back to earlier memories, especially by talking about it with someone to whom you can confide your secrets.
  yup, i've read your past references to being so attached to jeanne d'arc it's almost like a "religion."
  i won't be surprised if one of your past lives was a close associate or family member of the maid of orleans, if not she herself.
   
  my own ww-ii "memories" are not that sharply focused on a specific event or person, though.
  the closest i have to a "sharp focus" is a very special attachment to the 101st, to france (especially paris' latin quarter and the communards wall), and to heroes of the french resistance.
  maybe my ww-ii life is a person whose story has not (yet) been documented.
   
  i had been meaning to write a blog specifically about this feeling.
  but later. i'm about to start another very busy workday today.
   

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 24, 2009....

  moon- Perhaps you have done this already, it sounds like you have.  Have you read what you could find on the 101st in the war in France and stories of the French resistance? What better memory jogger?
  
  Have you walked the Latin quarter of Paris?
  

• moonriver said on Mar 25, 2009....

  beyond -- i've already read a lot of books and websites on the 101st and the french resistance, as well as documentary and fictionalized films.
  but not enough as i would want to.
  
  funny thing: i haven't actually set foot yet on any part of the latin quarter.
  but zooming into it from google earth triggers some deja vu feelings in me, especially that of staying for long stretches of time along the nearby quays.
  i had planned to drop by paris in summer 2003 but couldn't, for lack of time and a schengen visa.
  
  

• gingersoul said on Mar 25, 2009....

  Moon.....maybe i was a nun helping the French Resistance, hiding partisans in some cellar underneath one of those old, musky, beautiful gothic French churches......
   
  BeyBey.....Joan D'Arc being French as well......
   
   
  Uhmm.....were the three of us tied to the same destiny in our past lives?

• beyondtheveil said on Mar 25, 2009....

  ginsoul- It darn sure sounds like the three of us are tied to France. I love their cathedrals, Chartres being my favorite. In Italy, I'm fascinated by the Florence cathedral and it's dome. I've wiled away many hours trying to decide who is closest to figuring out how Brunelleschi built that dome.
  
  I don't know if I mentioned this to you, but I have a slip cased three volume first edition set of The House of God Through the Ages printed by the Vatican. I paid $150.00 for that set about twenty years ago and its one of my favorite book treasures.
  

• moonriver said on Mar 25, 2009....

  beyond -- my attachment to paris is more outdoors-oriented: the river banks and quays, the streets and side-alleys, the gamins, the whores and bohemian artists.
  i don't see this "paris life" as necessarily connected to my suspected "101st life"; they are probably two separate lives in two different eras...
  unless my 101st guy went on furlough and found romance in the latin quarter, but that is just wild speculation.
  
  ginger -- many nuns served as nurses and caregivers as well throughout the war, so that's a possibility.
  and if a certain nun had the tantalizing eyes and mouth and brains of a sophie marceau... any ffi partisan or lost paratrooper would probably try to find a way to link those destinies in that dark and musky cellar...
  
  

• Fallyn said on Mar 28, 2009....

  moon....reading what you wrote about family members reminiscing.......i think that had a lot to do with my memories being so vivid.
  my family are big on retelling even the most insignificant events.......for months upon months after the event has happened......i think i was a year old or so the first time i started remember what might have happened in the hospital....probably because it had been retold so often that i remembered it.
   
  i also believe memory is strongly linked to language.
  the earlier a child grasps language...even if they cannot speak yet....the earlier they are able to "label" the things they remember...and the more it is labeled...the easier it is to remember.
   
  even if a person could remember the darkness, heartbeating warm wetness of the womb......they wouldn't have any words to describe the situation they were in.....and therefore would have very little way to lock it into memory........which may be why visually oriented people withg a strong early grasp of language may have an easier time with very very early memories.

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