Past life songs (2): Ascension.

Death and reincarnationists. It is not the first time I write about this, as death is always in my mind. Lately, it has become more present. Maybe the reason is I am getting old, and those I love even older. In this life I have been fortunate enough to lose only a young kitty, event that was quite painful to me and showed me what I was capable of doing for “just an animal”, but the mourning was short. When my grandparents died I was too small to know what all the fuss was about. And now, at 40, I have known closed deaths of relatives, but not close enough to make me cry. Or maybe all those defenses I built are being helpful now? “Don’t love anyone too much, because one day they will be gone, and you will die with them”. At least, that is what happened to me in WWII, though before that I had already lived other losses that broke my heart in a way I only can imagine today. But time keeps passing, inexorable. And death is getting closer.

One thing I have come to realize through remembering past lives. You become used to talk about death, you lose some of the fear of it, as you are certain death is not the end. But anyway death keeps being an annoyance. Like I said in an conversation not long ago, death is like a visit to the dentist: necessary, but always fearful because you don’t know what to expect, what it will be like this time, if you will be able to accept it and carry on with no unresolved issues. You can be more or less brave when facing your own or others’ death, but you eventually have to yield. There is no other way. And yielding is never easy. Our survival instincts make us fight, make us afraid of the end, of the dissolution of our ego, of forgetfulness. Whether we want it or not, death always brings some kind of suffering to ourselves or the ones we love. It makes us angry, sad, weak, we feel helpless and naked in front of death. The worst of it all is most of us are not prepared to face it. This is one of the reasons I am most thankful for being a reincarnationist: I know how I died in a few past lives, I know it is not that bad... at least when it is finally over.

And this is why I love so much this song by Arena called “Ascension”. I want it to sound (LOUDLY) in my cremation. There are so many past life feelings behind this song. However, it is not related to specific past life events, as it depicts the moment right after death. My memories of that kind are in no way similar to what the song says. I have never seen myself “ascending”. But I have felt the liberation, the end of the suffering, the departure. One chapter is over, let’s write the next. For a while, no more fear, no more judgment, no more rage, no more sadness. It is hard to leave behind your body, your being, your life, but once it’s done, it’s done (unless you want to become a ghost). And though I have felt that same detachment in some of my OBE’s, when you’re back in your body you seem to forget this physical life is what it is: not even a chapter, just a short line in the nearly eternal book of your spiritual life, the real one. But you forget and then death looks terrible again. I guess that's part of being human, and no one said being human is easy.

Rising up: you thought it was the end, and it is just a new beginning. 

ASCENSION

I feel vindicated

looking back on what I’ve done

Not so complicated 

when moments meet as one

Are you ready to part the veil?

And write a new beginning to this tale

Rising up

I see creation from the sky

I’m learning to fly 

Rising up

I see creation from the sky

This freedom is mine

Standing on the mountain

The olive leaf in hand

Drinking at that fountain

so that I might understand

Are you ready to start once more?

With no idea of what’s in store

Are you ready to part the veil?

And write a new beginning to this tale?

Rising up 

I see creation from the sky

I’m learning to fly

Rising up

I see creation from the sky

This freedom is mine 

Rising up

I see creation from the stars

We’ve travelled so far

Rising up

I see creation from the stars

We’ve travelled so far

Rising up

Time and space.

One of the prefabricated notions I’ve had to hear over and over again since I started my reincarnation journey is:

Time is an illusion.

During that journey I’ve come to the conclusion this isn’t true. Time will always exist wherever we are, because there will always be a present and a future, even when time might elapse differently in the spiritual world. When I was developing my Ultimate Theory I realized that time is not the real problem, it’s space.

Space is the illusion.

I know this is much harder to grasp, as time is intangible per se. It’s more a philosophical concept than an objective reality, no matter how many clocks we have invented to measure something that changes depending on our situation and the speed at which we are moving. On the contrary, “space” is something solid. We can touch the ground, the walls, we’re sitting on a chair and thanks to it we don’t fall into the abyss. We have to walk, run or ride a vehicle to move from point A to point B. It’s hard to imagine space is an illusion too, and we tend to believe only what we can see. However, at the same time, we keep going to more subtle “spaces” when we go to sleep. Yes, I mean physically, not in our minds or in our dreams. This is a reality, but surprisingly 99% of the world population lives completely ignorant to it.

Well, I was watching a Spanish TV series called El Ministerio del Tiempo, where public servants from all eras work to prevent history from changing. They move from one era to another through secret time doors. If something changes in the past, the future will also change, sometimes in quite a drastic way.

Obviously, a reincarnationist like me feels very identified with the characters’ feelings. The longing for your era, the things you miss when you’re in the future, the ideals for which you fought that are no longer there... At the same time I was thinking of a distant friend with whom I once shared a few past lives. This time we share the time period but we are too faraway. I thought of all those things I miss due to this situation. Space keeps us separated, but when I can perceive certain things that then turn out to be true, I wonder once again if space is just an illusion. Both of us are reincarnationists and know pretty well what remembering past lives means. We think so much about time... we can feel the past so present, so close at hand. We can feel so strongly that we are just the same we were all those years ago... You might not recognize them physically but you recognize the energy, the emotions, the tough memories, the beloved vision of a father, the love. It’s all there as if you can peek through a window and watch the past scene... as if you go through one of those time doors and you’re back with them. It doesn’t seem so, but it happens the same with space. I’m beginning to realize we underestimate so much the connections we have with others. I’m also find it harder to bear than a longing for the past, but there’s not much of a difference between time and space. It’s just the distance. It’s not so much time or space, it’s believing we are far apart from what you were, what you had, or your loved ones (old and new), when in reality we are joined forever. And the link is love. Pure love.  

Separateness is the illusion.

But hardest of all is knowing. Knowing that separateness is an illusion, and also knowing that while you know, everyone will keep being victims of the illusion. And there’s nothing you can do about it. Reincarnationists often complain about how lonely we feel, about how so few people remember past lives. We think it’s natural. Time makes us forget. But I guess space is even worse. It’s solid so it’s impossible to go through it. We tend to think it’s no use to worry for the ones that are in distant places. They can’t see us, they can’t hear our thoughts, they can’t feel what we feel. But what if all those barriers were only in our minds?

I can’t forget about my past. It’s here because time is nothing. That, I know now. But there’s more to it than that, it would seem. Space is nothing as well. Here and there are the same, my physical senses keep deceiving me, but I know now, so I can only act accordingly.

And like one of those characters in El Ministerio del Tiempo, I only have a possible course of action:      

“It is a point of honor. I am a soldier, and I never, ever, leave a brother in arms behind.”

Only, the battle is life. And death. And everything that is in-between. 

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For many people, the best evidence of reincarnation are children who remember past lives. In the scientific reincarnation literature cases of this type have been compiled since the 1960's. If it is the first time you approach this phenomenon, here you will find readable descriptions of the most significant and striking cases, including the most recent ones aired by the media and several new accounts found by the author.

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When I began to remember past lives, I also set off to investigate everything related to reincarnation, and I read all I could get my hands on, from all viewpoints. In Spain it is very easy to find books on regression therapy, and recently some other books on children who remember past lives have been published in Spanish, as Life Before Life, by Dr. Jim B. Tucker. However, it is much more difficult to access scientific papers and the most academic works by Dr. Ian Stevenson, most of which are not even translated into Spanish. The general public usually learns about these cases from some reference in the internet, but it is not really aware of the enormous amount of information there is in regards to children who apparently remember past lives, from the most thorough and scientific perspective.

This book intends to provide a light introduction to the phenomenon for readers that want to know more about children who remember past lives. In it I describe in an appealing way the most significant cases, from the classic ones such as Swarnlata Mishra or Shanti Devi's, to the most recent ones, such as James Leininger or Cameron Macaulay's. Despite skeptics persist in looking for other explanations, each one as contrived as the next, to how a child can give such specific details of the life of another person who lived before him, including their death, the truth is it is difficult to dismiss reincarnation as the most likely cause. We don't know what the soul exactly is, nor do we know the mechanism of reincarnation, but there are lots of signs that suggest consciousness survives death and returns to the physical world in a new body.

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Niños que recuerdan vidas pasadas and Children Who Remember Past Lives.

CONTENTS.

Introduction.

1. Signs of reincarnation.

2. I have lived before...

3. Leading the way.

4. Reincarnation cases in the media.

5. Children who remember wars.

6. Birthmarks and birth defects.

7. Children who remember the time between lives.

8. A real and present-day phenomenon.

9. The therapeutical approach.

10. Possible explanations.

11. Survival and transmission of consciousness.

Where can I purchase the book?

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Niños que recuerdan vidas pasadas: ¿Evidencia de reencarnación?

Children Who Remember Past Lives: Evidence of Reincarnation?

Amazon (paperback and ebook):

Niños que recuerdan vidas pasadas: ¿Evidencia de reencarnación?

Children Who Remember Past Lives: Evidence of Reincarnation?