First, there is Science. The law of conservation of energy states that energy can neither be created nor destroyed – only converted from one form of energy to another. This means that a system always has the same amount of energy, unless it’s added from the outside.
Your Soul. the part of you that is you, also called the self (and which in fact is G-d) is energy. When we are not dwelling in a human body, we exist as energy, which is eternal.
That’s the first reason. The second:
Past life experiences. Lots of them. The three that stand out for me the most are:
- When I was ten my grade school class took a field trip to the Field Museum of Natural History in Chicago. We were vising the Egyptian room, and I was reading a plaque in front of a mummy. The mummy was the preserved remains of a boy who had lived in Cairo. A thought popped up in my head, “I knew this kid.”
- I was a Realtor for a time when I was still living in Kankakee IL. I was looking for a house for my own family, and this place popped up on the MLS. The house is on S Chicago Ave. It’s an Eastlake home. Eastlake was a contemporary of Frank Lloyd Wright who took Victorian homes and gave them oriental lines, giving the homes some characteristics of pagodas.
I got the key and took a self-tour through the place. That was easy, because somehow I knew the layout. It was like I had been there before.
I bought it. Moved my family in and that was that. The house had six bedrooms, one of which had originally been a Maid’s room, and was at then end of the second story hallway, behind a door blocking the hallway. Adjacent to the room was a back stairway to the kitchen. Also on the 2nd floor, a full and a half-bath. First floor had a small library (with a fireplace), a living room, a formal dining room and kitchen. There was a lot of woodwork in the style of the time. The basement was finished and had an outside entrance. The third floor was mostly used as an attic but at one time had been finished as a ball room.
In researching the house I learned that it was built by a Kankakee dry goods merchant. circa 1914. Had I been him? Why did I instinctively know the layout of this house?
- In 1997 the movie Titanic premiered. My partner of the time and my step daughter went ot see it at 41st Avenue Theatre in Capitola. It was a good movie. The writing was very good as were the performances by the actors.
But I didn’t stay through it. When the ship’s stern turned straight up into the air, I left the theatre, returned to the car, and trembled for a good fifteen minutes. I had a deja vu moment: I saw myself as a young boy, maybe four or five. I was laying in bed. My mother sat in a chair beside me. Water was coming into our room from under the door. We were below decks. Trapped.
I have since tried to sit all the way through that movie. I have yet to succeed.
- I used to have a recurring dream: I am walking hand in hand hand with a woman beside a body of water. It’s near sundown. I never saw her face. I had this dream continuously, a minimum of three times a week, beginning when I was nine of ten. In the beginning the woman was a young girl. As I got older, she grew with me so she was always around my same age. As I learned more about geography in school, the places the dream occurred in began to become recognizable. Along the river Seine in Paris. By Lake Michigan. On an island in the South Pacific. A few times, and this occurred before the debut of the first Star Wars movie, we were walking by some water, but their were two suns setting. That by the way is why Star Wars means a lot to me.
In May of 1999, I was living in Ashland OR. Ceridwen came up from Santa Cruz to visit me and meet me for the first time. We had had about a six month relationship by phone prior to this, but it was time to physically meet. She was with me for a week, then she went back to Santa Cruz, got her ducks in a row, and moved it with me. We’ve been together ever since.
Now, here’s the thing. Remember I mentioned that the dream with the body of water and the woman and the sunset recurred for me at least three times a week since I was age nine? During the week Ceridwen visited the dream did not occur. Not that I actually noticed, because I had a lot on my mind. The dream did not recur. The dream never recurred, not ever, again.
So, from say, November of 1962 until April of 1999 I continuously experienced this dream. That is almost thirty-seven years of my life. The suddenly, a woman comes into my wife (the third of three wives) and the dream stops. Just like that. Cold turkey.
How do you explain that?