r/pastlives

When thinking of past lives, I feel that in order for an afterlife to be real, the idea of a human soul that exists separate from the body and mind has to be real. If souls do not exist, then I am failing to see what part of humanity survives to go from one existence to a completely new existence. The concept of a past life then does not seem to be plausible to me.

Is it accurate that there needs to be human souls for there to be past lives? Or am I missing something here?

First time doing BQH.

1st scene: I was a man in his 40s. I was alone. Then I set myself on fire.

2nd scene: I was in a studio in Italy, sad and alone.Felt stuck inside this room. This was another version of me living in a different universe. I wanted to leave but I didn’t know how. I left and drove away. I finally felt free.

3rd scene: somewhere in the 1800s? I was alone in a dirty room, hungry and cold. I’ve been alone all my life. I didn’t have a job and begged for food. I stabbed myself in the chest. I believe this was my previous life.. I have a huge fear of being poked in the chest. It makes me very anxious.

I came into this experience very open-minded. Everything was just so dark and eerie. Some insights I received don’t resonate with me. I’m taking what resonates and leaving what doesn’t.

We asked why I experienced those past lives. They said I had to repay karmic debt. I chose to come back all alone and when it’s repaid, I can come back to be filled with loved ones. This is the life I am currently living- being surrounded by friends and family. They said this is the most evolved version of me. Prior to the session, I kept having thoughts about how this is my last life on earth. After this, I will have learned all my lessons.

I also felt that I did not deeply connect to my highest self. I feel more connected when I meditate on my own.. maybe there was a blockage during my session?

Overall thoughts? Any insights on what this may mean?

I'd really like to know the rationale behind multiple unexplained hardships in my life. Can't afford a professional, any tips/experiences of someone who did it all by themselves?

Dr. Ian Stevenson dedicated his life to exploring the possibility of life after death. Before he died he set up a combination lock that he only knew the combination to and that he said that if he could he would communicate from the Afterlife what the combination is. However this has never happened. If there is an afterlife, why would he not come back and give the numbers to prove there is an afterlife. Does this prove there isn’t one

Have you ever met someone and instantly felt you’ve known them forever? Like you were meant to be together?

This happened with my client. She met a man at work, and felt so comfortable with him. They knew the other’s thoughts, they would finish each other's sentences.
Soon they began a relationship.

And 2 years later, he marred someone else.

There were some reasons. He was promised to someone else before they met. Family pressure, the usual.

My client was heartbroken. She just immersed herself in her work and tried to put him out of her mind. But he reached out and they started talking again.

In our session, we jumped to a life in 1600s, she saw herself as a vegetable seller. And this charismatic man came up to her. She swooned the moment she saw him. This is her current life boyfriend. He felt the same about her.

They fell in love and married. Only thing, he was already married, she was his 2nd wife.

It was common in their culture, because she was raised by 2 mums; both of them were wives of a man who wasn’t around.

She loved him deeply. He loved them both. But she was insecure of the 1st wife. She was gorgeous, with a lovely figure. This is her ex-boyfriend’s current life wife.

In time, she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. And a few years later to another boy. (One is her current life father, the other is her current life sister.)

The other wife didn’t want kids, because she wanted to keep her figure. She also didn’t eat very much so she could maintain her beauty. This led to her getting very sick, and a few years later, she passed.

While relieved, she was still insecure because her husband missed the 1st wife.

Their relationship progressed, and there lived happily and harmoniously! Their boys were growing well, they moved to a bigger home.

In her 60s, he passed. She couldn’t bear being alone, so a few weeks later, she passed, too.

Her higher self showed us this life to reveal her connection to her boyfriend. Her higher self said they could be together in this life, but she needed to love herself first.

As part of the session, we also cleared guilt and shame, and old ideas of unworthiness. The usual suspects!!

I’ve been doing past life healing work for years, and I still believe it can be incredibly powerful.

I’ve seen people experience real relief, clarity, and emotional healing after accessing memories or symbolic visions through the Akashic Records. I’ve helped many clients understand what they were seeing and make meaning of experiences that once felt confusing or heavy.

But there is a flip side that deserves to have space in any conversation around past lives.

Firstly, if your trauma in this lifetime hasn’t been processed to a certain extent, then I would not recommend accessing the Akashic Records. You don’t need to be “over it,” but a degree of stability and space between you and traumas you’ve experienced is needed.

Additionally, sometimes when I attempt to access the Records for certain clients, it just… doesn’t open. Their guides essentially block access.

Because the next step for those clients isn’t more information.

It’s integration.

Past life exploration can be transformative.

But it can also become a little addictive.

Sometimes people start to rely on what they see in the Records instead of trusting what they already know. They put pressure on the vision, attach to the story, and begin to identify with the lifetime.

It can be deeply comforting to see a lifetime where you felt safe, prosperous, or at home in your body. That is the gift of accessing these deep memories.

But you don’t actually need that evidence to create those experiences now.

Entering the Akashic Records can become a way of looking outside yourself for answers that are already present inside you.

Your future potential isn’t locked behind your past lives.

Curious if others here have noticed anything similar.

Have you ever felt blocked from accessing a past life, or realized that the work you needed was actually in your current life?

Would love to hear your experiences.

When I am trying to recall a specific detail of one of my more prominent past lives, my head hurts so badly in the exact same spot. If I focus too long on that detail then I experience so much pain that I have to stop. Has anyone had an experience like this before?

Hi All!

I have been wanting to get into being able to regress myself and others but I have no clue how to start.

I don’t have enough money to do Delores’ method but I am super keen to learn.

Could one of you lovely souls please help signpost me?

Hi, i had the strangest experience last night id like to share. So i was doing some prayer/meditation last night, no music or anything and the strangest thing happened. After my prayer i just lay there with my eyes closed and i began to have a vision, it started with a kind of rhythmic movement of what i cannot explain, it was almost like a chant with dancing but i couldnt see what it was and then i was seeing what i believe was me in a past life being taken from my home and tied to a wooden stake and then men came with fire on sticks and began to light up sticks etc around me. I could smell the smoke and feel the fear but thankfully i didnt fully witness the rest of it. It was very detailed, i could see the clothes i was wearing and lots of people standing to watch. I had to open my eyes to check if there was actually something burning as the smell was strong. Has anyone had a past life vision like this? Im not sure why i was shown this, any suggestions? Thanks to any one reading this xx🫶

Can life turn around and we have a breakthrough in this same lifetime. If we had abuse for 20years and became mentally ill, can things change overnight

if we are in our current life, which is shaped by our past lives, and we cannot change that, why not simply live our current life and allow the wisdom of the past to be present in us. Why spend a modicum of energy on this thing which we know without knowing?

To begin I’d like to give a bit of background. I’m a gay male in my 20s. I was raised by three people mainly: my mom, my grandma, and my great-grandma.

My great-grandma (b.1930) was an incredibly classy lady. I don’t know how else to describe her, but she was always impeccably groomed, with her hair, makeup, and nails looking flawless. She had so much beauty and elegance. I always felt a deep connection to her and the way she presented herself. Always dressing in her clothes and shoes as a small kid.

From pretty young, I’ve been highly attuned to my spiritual side, a trait that everyone in my family has always clocked with me. When I was 6 years old, I vividly recall seeing spirits in certain places. At the time, this experience instilled in me a great fear of “ghosts,” which took me until i was about 17 to overcome. I still can’t say i’m completely over it.

I’ve always had strong connections to people from the past. I can’t quite explain it, but it’s as if I can perceive and communicate with them through a “back” part of my brain. I’m not sure if this is relevant to the current discussion but thought i’d add.

Since childhood, I’ve had an intense fascination with everything related to the 1950s and 1960s. I’m interested in various aspects of that era, including cars, home styles, interior decor, hairstyles, beauty standards, and shopping, architecture, you name it.

Now, onto my past life experiences. I have a few memories of them, and I haven’t really gone deeply into anything like a past life regression yet, but I’m genuinely curious about exploring this more.

Here are some of the memories I can remember (and I’ve always had these as far back as i can remember.):

1. I remember my hands, with oval manicured shiny pink nails, holding a gold pen and signing checks at a desk. I remember the room, large windows with powder blue carpet. I get the sense this wasn’t my office though. someone else’s. I can vividly feel the sense of “wow, that was a lot amount of money” for whatever I was writing the checks for. I can almost feel the pen strokes.

2. I can vividly remember this moment. It’s dark outside, maybe in Palm Springs, that’s the kind of vibe it gives to me. I’m walking from a bedroom down a dimly lit hallway with large windows in a mid century styled house. I can see the desert night outside. Dark sky almost blue or purple with stars. The walls are white, the carpet is white, and the floor under the carpet is made of square marble tiles. I’m dressed in a white and gold evening type gown, and I can see my blonde hair in a style kind of like Betty White’s on The Golden Girls. a big updo. I can feel jewelry on my wrist, as if I’m wearing a heavy bracelet of some sort. I can hear the clicking of my shoes on the floor. I’m walking towards the only light on in a dining room and can hear a dinner party going on. That’s it. It’s so vivid that it makes me emotional even just thinking about it.

3. I’m in a black, long, later 60s style car with a blue leather or vinyl interior. It’s late at night, and we’re on a country road in the desert. real middle of nowhere. The windows are down, and the air is flowing through the car. I think this is the same night as the dinner party because I think I’m wearing the same white and gold dress. There’s a man driving, and I’m in the passenger seat. There’s one, maybe two adults in the back, and we’re all talking and laughing. As we drive down this two lane highway, we get really close to a truck in front of us. And closer. And closer. And closer. And I say, “Slow down the car.” Suddenly, there’s an impact. I can hear the glass and the metal. That’s the last I remember.

I’d really like to hear others thought on this or experiences.

I’ve honestly never felt so still, like I’m being wrapped in a heavy, yet light, blanket of calmness. I could no longer feel my body. This might sound stupid but I’ve always felt a a strange fascination and connection to the colour blue, and I’ve always loved swimming in my now life. I did get a flash of an image at the start of some sort of boat and the sea and a white bird, but I honestly couldn’t tell if my brain was making things up. I was told to imagine my birth, I saw doctors stood around but when I thought about being loved, I just started sobbing. Even though I’m so calm and still like I don’t have a body, there’s something painful. I haven’t been able to stop sobbing for the rest of this session and I’m still crying now and I haven’t no idea why.

Later on, my mind went back to that scene when I delved in and I was a little boy on the beach running over to the sea and the dock where people were stood. I didn’t “see” when I died, but I remember laying down in the sand and feeling nothing. I couldn’t see myself grown up and I couldn’t see anyone else except the people in that one moment. For some reason I saw someone who looked exactly like my now grandad who passed away years ago. His back was turned but I felt like I knew him and as I got closer, he turned to the side and I felt I’d seen him before. I can’t seem to move past this one moment where I’m stood there watching the people nearby at the dock, I can’t move anywhere out of that moment. How do you get past this?

I feel so weirdly calm now. Maybe I was crying cause a part of me felt “blocked”

if you found out on the other side that you're a pleiadian or whatever starseed, you have a mate and adult children I'm wondering is it the same way you have children like do you have to reproduce physically to have them because the other side is very different its nothing like Earth, and also if you have a mate do you always have to be with your mate like let's say you don't want to be in a relationship anymore you wanna be alone is it possible? and the same goes for children do you have to be with them? because on the other side I guess you always wanna experience new things it's not like the 3D.

How do you know is memories from a past life?

How do you guys tell?

I did a past life regression yesterday and didn’t see a lot of detail but did see fragments. I was in what I think was 1940- maybe 1960s USA based on the style of house I was in and what I was wearing. The house was very tidy but had a cold feeling about it. I think I had a husband, there was a man there but I could not clearly see him but I felt afraid of him. I don’t think we had kids there was no sign of that. I felt young maybe mid 20s - early 30s. In the regression the house was later on fire, it felt like maybe I set the fire but I’m not entirely sure. I didn’t fear the fire I felt almost triumph from it. I was then on the street in front of the house and could see a black official looking car, then suddenly I was in a white room. The white room wasn’t scary there was no one else there and it felt peaceful, I’m not sure if this was a hospital or if it was an afterlife type thing.

In this current life I have always been a bit scared of fire, not a full phobia but a certain wariness around it. I have also had a history of going for toxic men, partly because it felt safe in a strange way. As a child I always felt like I wanted to move to America, I am unsure if that is linked. I have always rejected the traditional idea of marriage and kids, and have always felt in this life that I couldn’t see myself getting past early 30s. I’m wondering if I only had one previous life and never got past that age then so have nothing to base the feeling of getting old off.

Not really sure if I have a question to ask, but if anyone has any insight I would really appreciate it

I have been facing the same circumstances for a while now, I have understood what I needed to, but am stuck in the same position, no friends, no relationship, no education, stuck in my abusive home for 26 years now. I just want to understand am destined for a hard life, no matter how hard I push myself out of my comfort zone and try to better myself, I never get anywhere or closer to my goals. It feels as if all doors are shutting in my face.

Does life magically switch up at different moment in time and things get really good, or do I just accept fate. I don’t have a chronic illness, but I have had rejection from everything that could push me forward. Job rejection, education rejection, friend rejections. Do I give up, because the more I try, the worse it gets and I have more doors shut in my face.

Let’s say I got terminated from university because I was depressed and didn’t sit my exams. Does this mean I should give up on my dream of getting a degree. Am I allowed to appeal, having taken the steps to become a better person and improve my mental health. I don’t understand, I can’t keep living the same life. Do I just leave and move to another country and take up service/ retail work to try and get by. I don’t understand.

I know 29 past/parralel lives, 27 of these were traumatic, healed them one by one, just like my current life traumas. I learn a new past life on average 1 per week for the last 3 months. Is there an end to this and where does it lead to?

For those who wonder: I mostly do not do past life regression. I had an NDE (Near Death Experience) when I was 5. Psychedelics help me tap into past lives.

Yes, I have a ....memory?

I feel like this was occuring in a Baltic country.

I was with my mom and dad. I was a small child, we were forced into a very crowded pen with hundreds of other people. Our fear was overwhelming. I became seperated from my parents by the jostling of the crowd.

We were forced by jeering, laughing men into this pen. The captors held clubs and unfamilar types farming tools? which they used to hit people, causing them to keep moving or fall.

People were so crowded that the ground was turned to a muddy bog, as we tried to keep moving. People were losing control of their bladders and bowels making a deep muddy mess.

I then fell into this terrible deep mud.

People were stepping on me, on other small children, and on the weaker adults. I gradually was forced under the mud.

Seems real, like any other memory I might have but just a awful one.

Over time this memory has become reassuring because here I am, alive in a later time.

I've had this memory/thought for many years.