Originally posted by FlyersFan
double post ... strange.
edit on 2/26/2013 by FlyersFan because: (no reason given)
I think your post was just reincarnated, that's all
reply to post by Cancerwarrior
Looking at your name, I can't but assume you are a cancer survivor, or in the middle of a bout? I am a cancer survivor and have been in remission for
about 11 years now. Let me tell you something. Back when I was diagnosed, I was a confirmed atheist-nihilist and thought I had the entire cosmos
I am currently writing a memoir on the experiences that not only changed my life and my attitude, but also my outlook. I am now a practicing devotee
of a hodgepodge of a lot of Eastern tenets of spirituality; with the karma, dharma, reincarnation, and moksha cycle being at the forefront of my
thoughts. I have been trying to find a single event or trigger all these years that have lead to my drastic change.
It was never one single event, but plenty of those instances of fear/deja vu/and 'knowing'. When I was sick with the cancer, I saw a Beatles
documentary and they got to the part about India and meditation etc. I was half-lucid but once I saw the part about meditation, I just 'knew,' YES,
that makes sense to me! Once I made that connection, a lot of the pieces started falling together in the most incredible ways. I was changing my idea
about a lot of things, practicing them, and witnessing the evidence of my new beliefs that have been cemented in my life.
As far as the fear/ deja vu...I mostly have this experience when the subject of drowning or asphyxiation comes up. There has always been one major
fear that has followed me throughout my life since I was very young. I've always been afraid of drowning. I love the water, but haven't swam in many,
many years for fear of drowning and being submerged. By the way, I grew up and live in a desert, so it's not like bodies of water were an everyday
problem for me.
I did eventually visit a man who claimed to be a psychic-medium. Without telling him any info or giving him any clues about my past--I just simply
said "Hey, tell me what you see in me." He said something like, "You're here to answer to another lifetime. You drowned building a dyke in Holland,
about 400 years ago..when you were about 20 years old. You got swept away in a river and died. You're here to answer to that experience."
I'm not sure in what way I'm here to answer to that, but as he spoke the details, I was crying a stream of tears just trying to picture the images he
described, "The other dam-builders pulled your body out of the water and brought it to your mom...you and your mom had an argument about doing this
job. She never forgave herself. She's here with you now in this lifetime as a mother again." I have only genuinely cried a few times in my life, and
this was one of them. I didn't even cry once in the 3 years of my cancer battle. I couldn't explain it. The emotion just poured out of me as he spoke.
The cancer? my lungs were riddled with about 20 golf-ball sized tumors.
I can't convince you, but as I cried I just 'knew' that was correct. And my mom is deathly afraid of water as well. She won't even set foot in a
swimming pool and sits far away from the waves at the beach. She hates water and won't go near it. Oh yeah, and we used to argue a lot too
The experiences of deep meditation have also lead me to other outlooks, but I find the fear of water example to be one of the most intriguing.
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