child past lives
I love studying past lives and one of my favorite books includes Carol Bowman’s ‘Return from Heaven’ which focuses on relatives who reincarnate within their immediate family. She believes (and so do I) that a mother may come back as the child of their own daughter, or a child who passed too soon from illness may be born into the same family a few years later.
The accounts are fascinating!
One of my favorite stories is of a two year old girl sitting in a shopping cart as her mom was marketing. The mom turned when she heard an older woman she had never met exclaim, “That is the cutest baby, I’ve ever seen!” The baby girl got so excited and said, “My old friend, Helen!” The mother had already suspected that her daughter was her mother reincarnated, but this was the first time the baby had recognized another person besides family members. The seventy-five year old woman was indeed Helen and turned out to be a good friend of the mother who had passed.
The author shares documented accounts of birthmarks, scars, mannerisms, ailments, and resemblances that lead family members to believe that the baby is perhaps someone they’ve known before, but the stories about the children remembering and sharing their past history are amazing. For example, a child will say to his mom, “Remember when we lived at the other house? The brown one with the orange fence?” This particular little boy begged and begged to visit there, and his mom finally relented. When she did, it was the child who gave the directions from the car.
When a child is validated and recognized as the person they were before, instantaneous healings may occur. Chad was born blind in one eye (just like James, who he was before), and miraculously could see after he heard his parents talking about when Chad used to be James.
Personally, I was born with a gigantic birthmark on my leg. It went from my big toe all the way up my shin and calf almost to my knee. It was a wine stain birthmark and looked like a burn. It never bothered me though kids always gasped when they saw it and said, “Were you in a fire?”
I realized the other day, the birthmark was gone. Quite frankly I had forgotten about it over the years, but I noticed it was extremely faint and hardly noticeable. I mean, you really have to squint to see it. I have often thought I was burned at the stake during the Salem Witch Hunts which makes a lot of sense in my present day line of work, but somewhere along the way, a healing must’ve taken place to let go of the pain associated with that lifetime.
Years ago I owned a Mommy and Me Art School for kids ages 2-5, and two children had some very interesting things to say that I have never forgotten. One little girl talked incessantly about Africa and her sister there. She knew the names and ages of her family in Africa, who she was, who her sister was, where they lived, etc. The mom told me that her daughter talked about it all the time, even though they had never been to Africa, never talked about Africa, and they lived in a suburb in California. The mother listened to her daughter and I believe they were going to research to find the sister to validate the story, but I sold the business and moved on and I never found out what happened.
The other story came from a 2 year old girl who talked all the time about living in an apartment in New York City. This little girl didn’t even know what an apartment was or where NYC was, but I do know she started talking in full sentences at 18 months, and lived in a quiet suburban neighborhood in California. She told anyone who would listen that she lived in an apartment building in New York City with a helicopter pad on the roof, and blue carpeting inside.
Both girls are grown up now and I lost touch with their families, but I often wonder if they still remember their past lives, or if like the other children described in Carol Bowman’s book, they have stopped talking about it and have forgotten.
Carol Bowman is a forerunner with this type of research. Her website is www.childspastlives.com.
Harriette Knight is a Master Healer, Psychic-Medium, Author of CHAKRA POWER! How to Fire Up Your Energy Centers to Live a Fuller Life, and the Host of Harriette Knight’s Psychic & Healing Hour on Blog Talk Radio. For life changing healing sessions, healing jewelry, and MORE, please visit www. HarrietteKnight.com or call 661-254-4747.
I have a daughter.
Between the age of 1 1/2 and 4 I had several people (complete strangers) tell me she is an actress reincarnated, some said she was a famous singer. The first couple of times I didn’t think much of it. After a few more times it brought chills to my whole body. Strange enough I came to a point where I believe it and nobody has said it since. She saw a group perform downtown when she was 4. She wanted to get up on stage and perform right then. I told her she needed to join the group as I pulled her back towards me. She said “Don’t worry I know they will let me in”. She tried to approach the stage again. I pulled her back “You need to learn the songs” I said. She responded I know this. I said “You need to learn the moves.” She said “Don’t worry I got this”
Of course I did not let her go up on stage and interupt their performance. But for weeks and months after that she kept asking me if she could join that group. When she was five(old enough to join) I enrolled her. She is now 8 and continues to perform on stage signing and dancing with her group. Not only that, she always finds people where ever we go, to the lake, out to eat, BBQ’s with friends……….you name it and she performs solo for them, and they always seem to enjoy it. I love to watch her bring a smile to peoples faces. She sometimes asks if we could move to New York just for a little while so she can audition for Americans got talent. She even found the website and started to fill out their form. She amazes me and I guess I could go on about it forever.
Enough said.
Heather
Heather, what a great story! I look forward to seeing your daughter on the big screen in the future. There is no doubt in my mind that she will achieve great success. Please keep us posted!
Harriette