I find myself dreaming almost all the time about past lives and times of glory with ladies, long, beautiful dresses like in “Pride and Prejudice” and gentlemen.
I think this is not my first life, although I like to think of myself as being very religious. (And religious people don’t believe in reincarnation.) Maybe there are several lives that we all live, maybe it really happens for us to learn something that we couldn’t acknowledge in only one life.
It’s too weird that we like some things so much. I love being romantic and receiving letters of love and poems, walk in the nature, read, write… and I’d surely love to wear dresses all day long. I think I was an “Elizabeth Bennet” in a past life. Or… I could have been an Egyptian servant because I always love watching documentaries on Discovery channel concerning Egyptian Culture and it fascinates me every time I read something about it.
What if this wasn’t our first life? What if all those stories with children recognizing some places even though they have never been there are TRUE?
Take this into consideration and think… what could you have been before being born x years ago?
