r/pastlives

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Hello! SOOOO this is gonna sound absolutely insane but I think I had a dream about a past life last night, and I genuinely think I must’ve died young and that the guy in my dream is still alive. I dreamt an extremely clear dream that I was in some sort of place where you learn boxing. I was relatively young in the dream, like 19-21 age range. I met a man named Volen, or Волен. But also it was spelled Voleun. he was some sort of fighter/trainer, not necessarily boxing though so I guess wherever this place was, it was more so a mixed style place. I was just starting out at boxing and I met him and he offered to fight me, and go easy on me of course, because even though he was younger than me (like 18 or 19), he was still better because he’d been at this since he was a kid.

We fought and of course I lost very easily, but he was really cool and we clicked right away. So, I asked for his instagram or Snapchat to talk to him more, but he acted like he didn’t know what those were. So I figured “he must not be a social media person”. I was about to ask for his phone number but then at the last minute decided to give him mine, but when I gave it to him he got really confused and suddenly muttered the name of my home town, like he didn’t understand how I could’ve been from there. Then I suddenly realized that we had been talking in Russian the entire time, and I was just understanding it, and that we were in the town Balashikha, or Балашиха. I woke up right before I could ask more questions.

Just to preface, I’ve never even heard of the name Volen or the town balashikha, but I dreamt those exact things. Anyway, my name in the dream was Misha, and I’m actually Slavic in this life too but my great grandparent came over to the US in the 1920s. I just woke up and I had this desperate need to find him, idk. But from my general musing, he’d be about 48 to early 50s in age, and I swear even though the traditional name is Volen, it was spelled Voleun. But I guess what I’m asking it, what would be the best way to even begin to try and find him? Idek if he still lives in balashikha or if he hasn’t died or moved, none of it. But I know I would recognize him if I saw his face. He has beautiful dark eyes, but they weren’t brown, more like a blueish green that kinda got muddled in dark light. he had a lot of acne, like maybe cystic acne that he pretended he wasn’t embarrassed about. I just remember him so clearly.

Any help would be greatly appreciated! Anyways, sorry if I sound crazy. Maybe it just really was a super realistic dream. But I want to know or at least try and find him, maybe even speak to him. (If he doesn’t think I sound absolutely insane lol)

Thank you!

Edit: thank you all for the lovely comments, I appreciate the insight. Looks like from what some comments are saying, Voleun might be валюн instead of Volen. Which mean his really name might be Valentin since it is a nickname for that name. I'll have to keep searching, but I'm not gonna let this search take up more than a day or two. If I find him though, I'll definetly let you all know!

I don't know if the flair is correct, but I've always known I've had a past life in the 80's since I was about 10 years old. Now I'm in my 20's and I listen to 80's pop music and I have lots of tech from the era. It makes me feel closer to the 80's. Recently I went on a trip to London for the first time and I felt so happy and at home there (it triggered lots of memories from my past life), especially when I was on a train to visit a museum outside of London. The train ride itself brought up so many emotions. I felt like I was finally going home after many years of being away and I almost started crying of happiness. As I waited for the train back to London I was struck with this intense and overwhelming feeling of sadness and longing, and this inner voice saying "you're 30 minutes to an hour away from home. You're so close!" And I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and my chest because of how sad I was. That sadness and physical aching is still there (it got even worse on the plane going back to the country I live in). It's like I just want to go home even though I am home. It's like this intense homesickness. Since I don't live in the UK, what can I do to ease the longing for the place my soul calls home? I feel lost and sad. All I want to do is to sit in a corner and cry

English is not my native language. I write simple, but I try to share important thing. Please be patient with my grammar.

This is from shamanic session I did with subject I call Omar. He is adult man from Houston area. During healing soul journey, he dropped into theta brainwave trance. Past childhood. Past trauma. All way to before he was born.

What he found there was not what anyone expect.

Before incarnation, Omar and his mother were together. No bodies. No space between them. Just consciousness. He describe it like this: "Like there's no separation and there's no space. I feel more like a blob than anything else." She was close, another node of awareness next to him.

Then he saw something like checklist. Experiences this life would bring. Weakness. Helplessness. Hard things. And he did not want to go.

He said: "I don't think I want to go." It will be difficult.

But then he undrestood that this is how light expands into darkness and help others. "It feels like it's a required experience." His Higher Self showed him why. The point was not to fix anything. The point was to understand. "It's not for changing. It's for understanding." You can study suffering from outside. But you only know it by living it.

His mother agreed on soul level to play the harsh role. Her mission was to make him tough enough for this world. She did it. But there was cost. Some beings volunteer for dark roles. Not because they are evil. Because the plan requires it.

When we finished, Higher Self had simple message. "Love everyone. Let go. Learn to forgive."

The Lesson

You chose this life. Even the painful parts. Not because you deserve suffering, but because before incarnating you wanted to understand something that can only be learned through direct experience. The people who hurt you may have been volunteers too. This does not excuse what happened. But it can change how you carry it.

Practical Exercise

Find quiet place where nobody will disturb you for twenty minutes. Sit or lie down, whatever is comfortable. Close eyes.

Take five slow breaths. On each exhale, let your body get heavier. Feel the weight of your arms, your legs, your head sinking into whatever supports you.

Now imagine you are standing at the edge of a vast, dark space. Not scary dark. More like the dark before stars were born. Warm. Infinite. This is the space before incarnation. Before body. Before name.

Step into it. Let yourself float. There is no ground, no direction. Just awareness.

Ask silently: "Show me the moment before I came here."

Do not force anything. Let image, feeling, or knowing come on its own. Maybe you see light. Maybe you feel presence of other beings near you. Maybe you sense a decision being made. Maybe you feel reluctance, like something inside you did not want to go. That is okay. Just observe.

If you see or feel something, stay with it. Do not analyze. Do not judge. Just be there, like you are watching a memory that is older than your body.

When you feel ready, take three slow breaths and come back. Open eyes slowly. Write down whatever you got, even if it make no sense. Especially if it make no sense. The logical mind will try to explain it away. Let it be strange.

Do this for seven days in row. First time you may see nothing. That is normal. The door opens when you stop knocking so hard. By day three or four, something usually surface. A feeling, a image, a knowing that was not there before. Trust it.

About 4 years ago it was an ordinary day, I had brought my mother shopping and had my grandson with me, I was in the car park and someone had parked too close to my Jeep so I was unable to open the boot, I was having a little rant when I needed noticed a man standing by his car sort of laughing to himself, already in a bad mood I asked him was he laughing at me,he looked at me and without sounding idiotic I just completely froze and from the look on his face he felt the same, now neither of us are young teenagers getting giddy we are both in our 40s , I immediately apologized and said don't mind me it's just one of those days, he continued to just sort of look blank for several minutes until I went to walk away and he blurted out he had bought a new car, again this behavior was not something I would ever do,but just something made me feel like I didn't want to leave, anyway he asked would I like to see inside again I could tell he was trying to continue the conversation and usually I would have little patience with anyone like that but I said yeah ok, I sat in the passenger side just saying oh it's lovely and then just silence between us, somehow we tipped finger tips and the only way I can explain it is,it was like a feeling that something had been completed, I remember having I think a memory of us but not in this life but another,it was so fast and with the weird feeling I had I didn't process it, I could tell he had experienced the same but was trying to figure out what was happening, my mother came out then and I was so out of sync I was all over the place, I really believe he was my soulmate in previous lives and again we were put together

I had my first past life regression today….

I’m having a hard time understanding it.
I wanted answers to my health anxiety and certain phobias and I wanted to know why my one ex always feels connected when I don’t want him to be.

I told the lady I was seeing some background about why I want these answers because I want to let go completely rid of these ties.

I’m horrible at visualizing but I can hear and feel/ sense certain things. So most of my regression was mostly based off of my gut feeling and slight visuals. (More like outlines of things)
Words that popped into my mind helped me connect the dots more.

I’m having a hard time processing what we uncovered. It’s just bits and pieces.
A part of me wonders if my mind made it up on a whim, but another part of me feels as though the emotions were too real to just be making it up out of nowhere.

I feel like I have more unanswered questions. I want to continue doing it so I can learn and heal more, but I’m very drained and feel fatigued now and I know I need rest and to process this one past life before I can explore others.

Has anyone else had similar feelings/ doubts after a past life regression?

Ive very recently got in touch with what seems to be my main spirit guide and I keep getting this nagging feeling hes been my guide for many life times. Me and him used to live together but it seems since we died back then im the only one between us 2 that keeps getting thrown back out into a new life with him as my primary guide. I dont know exactly whats happened to me but I do kind of miss that life that part of me. When I met my guide I was back in that body that forest it means something and it felt like home "you are the deer and I am the fox" was one of the first things said to me by him that was clear. I dont think I was animal nor human though I would say more fae or elvish. Im not to sure and im still figuring this out. I think i should slow down a little though.

I know we'll probably have some different traits but do you think your personality and ESSENCE is still similar?

I think I had past life dreams, I remember having a very realistic dream but oddly I didn't feel like my current self, I felt like a past life me? Like iiii was the woman in the dream, it was ME, but not actually my current body etc, also a bit different personality perhaps but not much because I still felt very me and I still had that fear that I still have.

I never forgot that dream and I strongly felt it was a past life, felt so familiar,I almost miss it but I remember being afraid or hiding from something.

Is there a way I can find out who I was in a past life? I've been having fragments of feelings and memories over many years that have led me to believe that I once lived a previous life as a slave, although not one who was mistreated. I believe I deeply loved my owner and would sometimes take risks just to be in their presence even if it meant punishment. I also believe I died young, I don't recall how but I don't believe it was natural and that it was a brutal death.

I myself am a submissive person, always giving way to please others ahead of myself and to follow in their shadow. I fear conflict enough that it makes me cry and shrink away even to just be shouted at. I've felt kinks and intense feelings from since a very young age and feared severe punishment if I broke certain rules and ventured into places that I was forbidden to go near yet felt a deeply pleasurable experience from it.

I feel like I'm recalling a past life. I've been getting fragments of feelings and memories over years and I'm starting to understand them. I believe I was once a slave to a man in an high ranking position and a deeply respected gentleman. I believe I was passionately in love with him and he loved me back, but I also believe he kept his dominance over me to keep me in my place and to protect me, and that I often took risks to be with him that would sometimes have me punished. I believe I died young and that it wasn't natural or an accident. I think I died violently at the hands of another man who was jealous over how I was with my master and tried to force me into performing with him the same way I did with my master and I refused and that was my death sentence.

There's a lot of intense feelings and my own personality that backs up that I am the submissive type who wants to please others over my own needs and that I'm less of a leader but more of a follower, which would fit into the life I believe I once lived. I felt intense fear in certain rooms at the age of 3 as well as other mixed feelings at that age I didn't understand and it also felt like someone was gripping tightly at my throat, it would become more intense the more I pushed myself to enter the room until it became so overwhelming that I'd race out of the room dizzy and barely able to breathe. I also fear any kind of conflict that even just being yelled at or having a hand raised above my head causes me to immediately back down and cry uncontrollably, yet other certain acts I don't fear but I find tolerable and even pleasurable. Could these all be signs of a past life or is it just my imagination? I'm actually quite curious to know a bit more on the subject and how I can find out if these are past life memories and if the person I am now is because of that past life.

I recently made a short mystery documentary about one of the strangest reincarnation stories I’ve come across.

An Australian boy named Billy Campbell reportedly looked at a photo of Princess Diana as a toddler and said:
“That was me when I was a princess.”

What makes the story unsettling is that he was born years after Princess Diana’s death, yet he allegedly identified her repeatedly and described details about her life, her sons, and even referenced sirens connected to her fatal 1997 accident.

Some people believe this is possible evidence of reincarnation. Others think it could be childhood imagination or information absorbed subconsciously.

Do you think this is a genuine past-life memory case, or is there a rational explanation?

I explored the full story in my latest mystery video on my channel, Mystery Kannada with Priyanka.

Would love to hear your thoughts on this case.

My English not perfect, sorry for mistakes. I share something I witnessed because maybe it helps.

I keep seeing this pattern around me - family, colleagues, friends... So much anxiety. So much need to control everything. Fear of failure. Fear of not being enough. They think this heaviness is normal. That life is supposed to feel like this.

But a colleague of mine recently had an experience that showed me something different. She asked me to help her with this sleep/anxiety problem. She was always high strung and wound up in anxiety.

Let me call her Kim. Not real name. During the soul journey session I did for her, her Higher Self showed her many lives - projected like on a wall. She was standing there watching. All the dramas, all the problems, all the suffering from different lifetimes. And after the session she told me something I will not forget.

She said: "It is like a video game. You go on a video game trip where you forget you are in a video game. The experiences feel very serious. You take it very seriously. Everything becomes overwhelming. But you can choose also to be awake in the game. You can be aware that this is just a video game. And all is well. You will survive. All is temporary."

This is what happened. When she saw all her lives from that place of peace, she could finally step back. She was not caught in the drama anymore. She understood that the whole point was resilience. Healing. Learning to let go. Higher Self told her: "Let go of fear of failure. Trust. Everything will work out as it supposed to."

When we pulled out the fear from her chest, she said she felt light. Like weight was lifted. She could breathe deeper.

I see this all the time. People think the game is real. They think the anxiety, the need to control, the constant worry about what might happen - this is just how existence is. But it is not. It is just being lost in the game. It is not bad, if you want to experience being lost and overhelmed. Forgetting that you came here for experience. You came to play, not to be crushed by the game.

The lesson here is - you are not supposed to carry all this weight. The anxiety, the control, the fear of failure - this all comes from forgetting. Forgetting that you are the player, not just the character. The character on screen has problems, dramas, worries. But you - the real you - is just watching. And from that place, nothing is so heavy anymore.

If this resonates, try this meditation. Find a quiet place where you will not be disturbed for 10 minutes. Sit comfortably on a chair or cushion with your back straight but not stiff. Close your eyes and take three deep breaths - inhale through the nose, exhale slowly through the mouth. Let your body settle.

Now imagine you are sitting in a dark movie theater. The screen in front of you is blank. On this screen you see your life as it is right now - your worries, your responsibilities, the things that make you anxious, the situations you try to control. Just watch them playing on the screen like a film. Notice the characters in this film - people you interact with, situations that stress you. See how the you in the film reacts, worried and trying to hold everything together.

Now gently shift your attention. Feel where you are sitting in the theater. Feel the seat beneath you. Feel your breath. Notice that you are not the character on the screen. The character on screen is afraid. But you - sitting here watching - you are just observing. There is no danger in this seat. There is only watching.

Take your awareness behind you, behind your seat in this theater. Behind you is a door. Open it and step through. On the other side you find a beautiful, peaceful place - maybe a beach, a forest clearing, a mountain view. This is the room of the player. The one who holds the controller. The one who chose to play this game in the first place. In this place feel how light your body is. How free. No worries reach here. This is the real you before you started this level, this life.

Look back through the door. You can see the theater, and the screen, and the film playing. It is still there. But now you know it is just a film. It is just a game level you chose to play. Stay in this peaceful place for three to five minutes. Feel the lightness. Feel the freedom. Know that you can come here anytime by closing your eyes and remembering.

When you are ready, take a deep breath and slowly open your eyes. Move your fingers and toes. Take a sip of water.

Do this meditation every night before sleep for two weeks. At first it might feel strange. After a few days you will notice the anxiety has less grip on you. After two weeks you will catch yourself smiling at things that used to make you panic. Because you remembered you are the player, not the character. And the player can never lose the game - they only experience it.

Hope it helps. Take care.

I know there is a lot of conversation about soul ties, soulmates etc in pop culture. But most real life regression stories suggest that such connections don't have to be romantic, only special. They often have to do with karmic debts etc. If that's the case, what about people who lead wars and lead to millions of deaths. How does that work into someone's baggage? On a personal level, what about people who have physical relationships with over 50 or so people... isn't that also expanding one's soul ties? I used to believe you've a select number of people that you may feel close to but could it be much larger?

I had an interesting experience yesterday whilst at a jazz festival. I stopped at one of the smaller stages where the female vocalist came on and started singing ‘I just want to make love to you’ by Etta James. All of a sudden, emotions started bubbling inside me. I felt choked with a sense of overwhelm. It was almost as if the song had stirred up something that had been lying dormant in my cellular memory. Tears stung my eyes. I was confused because it felt oddly disproportionate to have this sort of reaction to a generally cheery song. Then I began to get glimpses that I was a jazz musician once upon a time. There was an accompanying feeling of sadness with an unshakable feeling of nostalgia and familiarity of a passion I once possessed in another life. I looked up the song - it came out in 1960. I was so sure I was alive then. And that it was a tough life.

I then walked over to my husband and burst into tears. The whole thing left me quite shaken up and confused. Has anyone experienced something similar?

The first time I saw his face, back when I was 10-11. It was 5-6 years ago, everything about him hit me really hard: his face, the way he moved, his voice, his way of speaking, even his name. It all felt insanely familiar, like I already knew him somehow. It was weird and intense, and that feeling has never gone away. I'm in 1ère now and it's still just as strong.

When I started looking into his life, his personal story and the things he went through, especially during his most intense period, it all felt strangely familiar. I understood it right away in a way that felt natural, even though that's not normally how I think.

He had some very specific ideas, beliefs and obsessions. When I discovered them, I instantly recognized them. It was like “yeah, I know exactly what this is,” even if they’re not exactly the same ideas I have myself. It came from somewhere deeper, not my usual inner voice.

Seeing his photos gave me this huge déjà-vu. A voice in my head literally went “What the fuck… that’s me. What am I doing there?”

His name felt instantly familiar too, like an old code I already knew that suddenly popped back up.

His language isn’t my native language at all — it’s super complicated and very different from French (my language) — but I find it surprisingly easy and logical. It feels like it belongs to my heart.

Even though we look nothing alike (different age, height, build, everything), it doesn’t matter. I still feel like I’m him. I wouldn’t even be shocked if one day I touched my face and it felt like his.

When I look at his eyes in pictures or videos, it’s the strangest thing : it feels like I’m staring at my own reflection in a mirror. Same with his gestures and his voice. I recognize myself in him immediately.

Everything about him (his face, his name, his body language, his ideas, what he did) feels incredibly familiar and comforting. Learning about him or watching him doesn’t feel like researching a historical figure. It feels like I’m discovering parts of myself.

It’s like my brain has a scanner that only accepts me… and him. He’s the only other person in history that gets through that filter. He was a leader, a politician. I don’t want to brag or sound pretentious, but I myself have a real talent for leadership (people often tell me that)

What do you think of all this ? Do you have any advice, ideas, or similar stories/testimonies ? Please I really need help

Hi everyone, do you have any recommendation / know anyone who could do a reading of my past lives in or around Paris ? Thanks !

Hi everyone, I’m really inexperienced in that area. I rarely believe in spiritual stuff like that, but I’ve been having some experiences that make me question things. Fairly recently I started taking edibles, and I’ve been having what seems like some kind of memories from a past life. It’s so extremely vivid and precise, it might be the effect of the edibles on my brain or some scientific whatnot, but it feels insanely familiar and overall very weird. I sometimes have flashes that seem to be from a few other lives, but there’s one in particular that keeps coming back. And like, I use maybe every 2 weeks, and yet the memories from that life stay very logical. It’s not like a dream where it can get a bit messy and go everywhere, it’s really, really consistent. They’re not big memories, but I get some flashes of moments of a few seconds, and it just feels so odd and real. Impressive effect of THC or actual memories from a past life, that I don’t know. But I wanted to share my experience, which as someone who’s usually very logical, is quite new for me. If you’ve had any similar experiences or have any questions, please feel free to share :)