Interesting OP. I’ve had similar thoughts for years, especially when you stop to consider just how many billions of humans have died since the first real human was evolved. I mean, in Egypt and similar areas, it seems that you cannot dig a hole without uncovering some ancient human bones and if you have ever seen pictures of these old churches and catacombs lined with thousands and thousands of old human bones, it makes you wonder.
Basically, I believe in reincarnation. I sort of feel that we probably keep coming back until we learn whatever it is that we are supposed to learn, sort of like a grand maturation process. I think that some of these people who recall past lives – the one’s not faking it – probably are actually recalling when they lived before.
I like to think that we have a choice of how we return, in some areas, but we only return as humans. Someone I talked to years ago, more knowledgeable than I on this subject, said that they had learned through others that we pick our parents and that in our reincarnations, they stay with us.
I know that when I was a child, I had a real close affinity with things from both the near and distant past, like I had been there before. I had a book with a drawing of a pioneer scene in it and it just drew me like a magnet, then later on, I found myself drawn to items and pictures of different eras in the past, like in the 1800s and early 1900s. I found this out when I went to visit the Lightner Expedition, in St. Augustine, Florida as a young teen.
The Expedition is a huge, castle-like building that holds nothing but vast collections of everything. I wandered into a section of cubicles where, behind glass, they set up little rooms of past ages like in the 1860s and 1920s and found myself drawn to them. I just had to study them and they seemed familiar. Years later, in one of several rare discussions about reincarnation, it was pointed out that I was probably going on vague memories of past lives, which is why I was so attracted to the period pieces.
They said that the memories are freshest in the young but as we grow older, they fade.
I suspect that I lived in pioneer days and then in the late 18th century and then the early 19th century.
To me, it seems that one lifetime is not enough. Especially when you think about how fast we have progressed since the beginning of the 1900s. I was born in 1952 and our progress has been from horse and buggy to landing on the moon. I like to think that we can come back, to live again, to learn and to progress. I’d like to see what is going to happen in the next 200 years and what it will be like when we finally colonize other worlds.
The Christian religion is somewhat split in it’s philosophy. On one hand it says souls will sleep after death in the ground until the Resurrection, then all will arise. On the other, it speaks of going to heaven or hell after death. Yet, people talk of guardian angels and one branch of the religion talks of purgatory. Even in hell, ‘bad’ souls are thought to spend only just so long there until they learn their lessons and then are shipped to heaven, though I don’t know if the Bible supports that.
All major religions talk of life after death and it would be hard for me to accept that the wonderful spark we call sentience and that ‘thing’ in us which we call human, or the human spirit, just fades out upon death. It seems far to powerful to have that just happen to it. Perhaps even the sexes are variable, that we can come back as either sex, I don’t know, but I like to think that I was here before and after I go, I will be back again to learn, to experience, to grow and to just be, in the future.