A frequently asked question on the PL&R boards is, why and how can remembering past lives be important to this life?
With apologies, since I know I've shared this story before (there's a post script this time though) ...
It happened some years ago with my daughter and granddaughter, when the latter was just a baby.
My daughter's first memory of her most current past life occurred when she was very young. In that life she was a politician, and while her children were still very young, she'd been murdered/martyred. Her firstborn in this life is one of those children.
One day my phone rang and caller ID revealed my daughter's number. When I answered, high-pitched screaming from the wee one met my ears. "Ohmigod," I said. "what's wrong?" I panic easily.
My daughter replied, frantic, "I don t know. She just woke up like this."
Hearing Baby's voice, I began to get impressions. I told my daughter, "She s had a bad dream."
"I thought so," my daugher replied, adding desperately, "but she won t let me near her."
"Here," she said to Baby, "Talk to Nahni."
Baby's mantric pleading exploded in my ear. "Nahni! Na-ah-nee!"
"I'll be right there," I told her.
When I arrived, I found Baby curled up in the corner of the room opposite Mom who was beside herself with frantic helplessness. Baby wept uncontrollably, sucking in breaths of air, and when she saw me, her arms shot up to reach for me. "Nahni!"
Scooping Baby up, I saw her nightmare. It was of my daughter's previous murder-death. Baby was terrified that Mom was leaving her (dying) again.
Without hesitation, I assumed the truth in all that I'd be 'shown' and, not cueing either Mom or baby, and without going into gruesome details, I carefully, simply addressed the issue and soothingly explain to Baby not to be afraid, that Mama was safe, that this was a different time, etc., etc.
Now here's the 'miracle' part of why and how past life memory can be important: because I was able to address and to respond to the origin of Baby's fear, my words consoled and comforted her when nothing else would.
And, while quieting a baby's hysteria is a feat in itself, as any exhausted mother will attest, on a karmic level, something much more intrinsic happened. By acknowledging baby's fear of loss, learned in her past life from Mom's previous death, baby is released from the psychological imprint of abandonment trauma. Any karmic debris gathered from the trauma is released. Why? Because acknowledgement brings release - in psychology, in past life work. It's that simple.
(a side note to amuse the shamanic among us: once baby was settled down, and as Nahni watched amazed and quietly amused, baby found her 'drum,' one of those Christmas popcorn buckets, and her very well-used baby rattles and, climbing all over Mom, rattled and drummed until she was satisfied. *lol*
IME, past life memory not only teaches, but it also enriches.
There is, as promised, a postscript to this story - fast forward 6 years - Mom again entered political life and her first time out she ousted a longtime incumbent in a local election -
One night my daughter came in from a town meeting at which the two sides of a controversial issue were evenly divided and equally vociferous. At the dinner table, couching her story in neutral language not easily understood by the wee one, my daughter told of this one townsperson who approached the microphone to have his say, when suddenly my daughter found herself feeling like, as she put it, "a sitting duck" - purposely using the metaphor to shield the wee one from the danger she referenced. There certainly was no mention of guns or violence, so you can imagine our surprise when, at this point, my granddaughter suddenly exclaimed, "Mama, did he want to shoot you?"
Thankfully it took little to quell the wee one's concerns, but the rest of us were left amazed at her gut-level insight ...
That's a most inspiring story, NHT. Nahni to the rescue, eh? Not surprising, considering your deep discernment and exploration of all aspects of past lives.
I wish you'd been there for me when I had a vivid past life dream at about age 10 or 11. I grew up in a staunchly Catholic family where talk of anything like reincarnation was absolutely forbidden. In truth, I doubt that either of my parents had ever heard of the idea except possibly while studying Asian countries where peculiar religious beliefs are common.
I think now that with as much "woo-woo" ability of various types that I later discovered I had, I was probably "locked up" in a sense by the strictness of both Catholicism and my upbringing. I could have had serious emotional and mental trauma if I'd had more than that one breakthrough dream as a child. Some other past lives were hinting at their presences when I found descriptions of various religious traditions and other countries' customs eerily familiar. But I'd no idea why until literally decades later when I learned to self-regress and information flooded my mind.
As it was, after I calmed down from the traumatized emotional state of me-her in the dream, I thought something like, "Wow! that was some bad dream," and soon went back to sleep.
I do hope to live long enough to see reincarnation becoming more widely accepted in this country. I think that the various cases of young American children recalling past lives very early in their current lifetimes, many of which are being investigated and studied currently, may make belief in rebirth more acceptable.
I hope so, because I think the process is actual and not merely a silly New Age or "crazy Asian" belief.
Dot writes: I do hope to live long enough to see reincarnation becoming more widely accepted in this country
Your comment brings to mind Hopi beliefs:
There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift, that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore, they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly. Know that the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our heads above water. And I say see who is there with you and celebrate. At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves, for the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt. The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves. Banish the word struggle from your attitude and vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration. We are the ones we have been waiting for. (italics added)