OTHERPLANE

Reincarnation: Finding Who I Was In My Past Life

by....Rita

At the young age of five, I can remember the feelings of seeing through someone else's eyes. I grew up in a small rural town in Oklahoma, where every child's weekend activities were determined by the Baptist Church youth director or the various seasonal chores such as hauling hay, picking up pecans, or weeding Mom's garden. These activities left little time and acceptance for the exploration into the idea of reincarnation.

I could recall experiences so vividly that it frightened me, and/or made me confused and unsure of the reasons why this was happening to me. Now, after many years of research, sharing my thoughts and experiences with others, and continuing to question and seek answers about it all, I am beginning to interpret and understand why these captivating feelings and visions came to me throughout my life.

When I speak about the vivid visions of a five-year-old, I am speaking of passions a five-year-old does not have the ability, concept, or maturity to achieve or feel. I saw and felt the fiery raw passion, as well as the unconditional love a young woman had for the man she desired.

I also recall times during my elementary school years, when my teachers would tell stories about places and events that occurred in American history and I could add additional facts and information to their lecture. When questioned about where I got the information, I could only respond with "I don't know."

Now I know. Now I know why I could see through a young woman's eyes and feel her passion. Now I know why I was able to pick up a calligraphy pen and begin doing it with no training. Now I know why I had visions of marrying a man in a small Catholic Church; having a home that was built within the hills and brooks of a place other than the plains of Oklahoma; and why I feared giving birth to a child before I was even pregnant or sexually active (in this life anyway).

Since my late teen years, I knew deep within myself that I had a past life, but I didn't know who I was in that life. Recently, I have been fortunate enough to confirm my past life through my own present-day experiences, visions and dreams, as well as through the help of Sam from the "Otherplane" and the friends I have made through my affiliation with Otherplane's Gifted Society.

Before contacting Otherplane, something happened, which prompted me to eventually question them about my past life. In January 1998 my husband had my computer hooked to a local internet service, for an anniversary gift. I'd never really "surfed the net" and was reluctant to engage in the activity. However late one cold night I had this unexplainable feeling come over me to go online. Something pulled me into a spiral of emotions, thoughts, and feelings as I looked over the names of people engaged in chat. I selected a particular name that for some reason just popped out at me. It was at that time that I began a whole new understanding of myself, even though I wasn't aware of it at that moment. As I chatted, with this person, all my senses became over stimulated.

My body temperature rose, my vision blurred and I felt nauseous as we shared thoughts about our children, families, government, education, religion, and many other topics.

The memories of dreams and visions came surging to me as we shared our time for hours. Deep down I knew who this man had been although I didn't dare tell him at this time. It was very hard to not say anything when he remarked that he felt he had known me forever, or that he was so comfortable sharing his innermost thoughts with me. How do you tell someone something like this I asked myself many, many times.

All of these actions, I later found out, helped me to hone in to the man who I now know is the reincarnate of my husband from my past life; the man I married in a Catholic Church over 102 years ago; the man I lived with in a house within the hills of the Berkshires of Northern Massachusetts.

In our past lives, we consummated our love, and this man became the father of the girl (Beth) I gave birth to. The birth had complications that resulted in my death only three days after she was born, and barely two years after we were married. He was then left to raise this little girl alone.

In May 1998, I had the pleasure of meeting this man in person and he has become a very special and dear friend. This was a very difficult and emotional meeting, although it was a very healing and spiritual encounter for us both. Together, we found the house "our past lives" shared, as well as the church where we wed. Through these experiences, I've learned to accept these things from "my past life" and move forward in this one. I will continue to pursue more information about who and what I was, as I would like to find and possibly meet as many of "Beth's" descendants as I can. My past life's love and I will continue to have the "connection" we have again established forever. This encounter only confirms that sometimes, love does conquer all!